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Chapter 7: Making up is hard to do.
Miroku slowly rose through the sea of pain to find
himself cradled against a warm body. He lay there, confused for a moment before
enlightenment came and he smiled happily. “Ah, Sango,
you soft-hearted woman, I knew you couldn’t stay angry at me forever.” He
thought sleepily. His arm twitched. Don’t even think about it, he thought. His
arm twitched again as he started ‘not’ thinking about it as hard as he could.
Truly, you hentai hand, don’t to it! You’ll get us
both killed, he thought, as his stubbornly impenitent hand started worming it’s way between his body and hers, under the arm that was
cradling his shoulders and headed towards…
“If that hand touches my butt, I’ll bite
it off,” a masculine voice growled above his head.
Miroku’s eyes whipped open and he stared in shock at Inuyasha’s golden eyes a couple feet from his. “GAAAAH!” His hand retreated immediately and lay in his lap,
shaking. “What the…what are you doing?” he exclaimed, wide awake now and taking
note of his surroundings. Inuyasha was walking around
Kaede’s hut in the pre-dawn, holding MIroku
in his arms.
“I need to talk to you.” Inuyasha said quietly.
“Then put me down!” Inuyasha
did so rather efficiently by dropping him on his butt. “Not that way.” Miroku groaned as pain radiated through his already bruised
body. “Next time, wake me up first! Oh, to think that my poor hand was almost
sullied by touching your…”
“Hey, leave my rear out of this…and what
do you mean, sullied? I bathed just yesterday, ya
know!”
Miroku coughed into his hand. “Not quite what I meant.”
He murmured, and then sighed heavily from his crumpled spot on the ground. “All
right, Inuyasha, what seems to be the problem?”
“Not here. I can’t stop guarding the house
or Kagome might head back to her time again. Get up and walk around with me, Houshi.”
“Not for love of this world or the next.” Miroku said firmly. “Relax, Inuyasha.
Besides, it is far too late for Kagome to have any thoughts other than sleep.
Trust me.” He said on a yawn. “Just sit down and tell me what, exactly,
necessitated waking me before dawn.”
Inuyasha looked at him for a moment, debating, before
sitting cross-legged next to him. He stared at the wall of the hut.
“Well?” Miroku
prompted after a few minutes of silence.
“I need your help with Kagome.” Inuyasha finally said quietly.
“I thought it might be something like
that.” Miroku said. Finally. “Trying to discover
a way to make peace with Kagome?”
“Sort of…”
Miroku waited for more in vain. Honestly, it was like
picking rice, grain by grain. “Well, why don’t you tell me what you want, and what happened on Kagome-sama’s
side of the well, and then perhaps I can help you find a solution.”
Taking a deep breath, he said, “Well,
see….the thing of it is…” he gulped slightly. “I went to that school of hers
and there was a boy giving her a gift! And she was planning to go on a date with him…at least
I think so…and..”
“Pause for a moment, Inuyasha.
The gift I understand, but ‘a date’? Elaborate, please. What is that, exactly?”
“From what Kagome told me, it’s where a man
invites a woman somewhere to spend time with him.”
“Aaaah,
courting, then.”
“Not exactly.” Inuyasha said glumly,
“It doesn’t have to be aimed at marriage or anything. It’s just to…get a woman alone someplace.”
Miroku’s mouth fell open. “And this is acceptable in
Kagome’s time? To blatantly pursue one’s dishonorable
intentions?”
Inuyasha nodded vigorously. “According to Kagome, girls of
her time actually expect men to ask them to these ‘dates.’”
“Don’t their guardians’ object?”
What type of place was Kagome’s time?
“Uh uh. The whole thing is just wrong. Some
perverted boy just comes up to Kagome and asks her to go off alone with him…and
her mother wouldn’t even object! She’d probably invite the bastard inside
before they went off with each other! It’s so fucked up…”
Miroku tried to wrap his mind around it. There
would eventually be a time when the entire society condoned the blatant pursuit
of young women for amorous purposes. Why wasn’t I the one who
could go through the well! He thought, disgruntled.
Kagome’s time really did sound like a
place of miracles and marvels. Of course, if it was his
woman who was there constantly… For some reason, Sango’s
face popped into his mind, and he frowned at the feelings that came with the
image of her being pursued by another man. “I think I can understand what has
you so upset. Kagome’s time isn’t very secure for an unattached woman, is it?“
Inuyasha gestured emphatically as though Miroku had won an argument. “Thank you! You see why I can’t
let her go back now, right? If that Hojo or some
other pig can get her alone just by asking her…who knows what might happen?
I’ve got to keep her here, where I can keep her safe and… “
Miroku was shaking his head. “You’re looking at this the
wrong way, Inuyasha. Kagome-sama’s
not a statue that you can tuck away on a shelf to keep from becoming broken.”
“I know that!”
“You’re not acting like it!” he snapped.
“Her family is on the other side of that well, Inuyasha!
Nothing good can come from keeping her from them! She’s obviously studying at
this school of hers for whatever apprenticeship she decides on later, as well,
and keeping her from that can only be to her detriment.” He sighed deeply,
trying to get through to his friend.
“You can’t control every aspect of her
life. Yes, she’d likely be safer that way…but what good is a safe cage when all
she wants is freedom? She’d be miserable for the rest of her life, Inuyasha.”
Inuyasha sat stiffly, his lowered ears twitching. “I know
that, too,” he said softly. “I just…I can’t find a way to let her go when
she’ll be around all those males all the time. I –“
“So let them know that she’s already
yours.” Miroku suggested.
From the way Inuyasha
stiffened, Miroku was sure that if there were enough
light, he’d be seeing red cheeks shining next to Inuyasha’s
silver hair. “I- she’s not mine! We’re not – it’s not that way.”
Miroku raised an eyebrow. “Really?
Then what’s the problem with other men courting Kagome-sama,
hmmm?”
Inuyasha sputtered for a moment and then gave up. “I…I’d
like her to be…mine.” he said, watching closely for any signs of mockery from Miroku. With none forthcoming, he felt safe to go on. “It’s
only that…I’ve never told her. And really, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t feel the
same way…” his voice trailed off.
Miroku was a bit stunned. He hadn’t actually expected Inuyasha to confess his desires so easily. “So, why don’t
you profess your feelings for her?” he asked gently.
Inuyasha sat, quiet for a moment. “I don’t think I can do
that yet.” He admitted.
“You can still make it clear to other men
that she’s not available though, can you not?” Miroku
asked.
“Just how do I do that without letting her
know how I feel?” Inuyasha growled, frustrated.
Miroku rolled his eyes. “I think your traditional
approach of standing inches away from her while you glare at every male who
passes by will suffice for now.”
“I don’t do that.” Inuyasha
muttered, avoiding Miroku’s stare. “But maybe that
would work. It’s only…she’s around these boys all day long in her time…am I
going to have to stay next to her all day, every day, forever? It’s boring when she’s working on school.” He felt his voice edging toward whine
and cleared his throat.
“Do you think you need to? After all, she
can refuse these men’s advances, correct?”
“Ye-es.”
“And will she be alone with these men
while she’s at this school of hers, or be in any other situation where she
might actually be in danger?”
Inuyasha tried to think about what he’d seen the few times
he’s peered in the windows of Kagome’s school. “I don’t – think so. She always
seems to be sitting in a room with other students and the sensei. She’s just
alone with them when she’s going and coming from her lessons.”
“So, there’s your answer. Simply stay with
her until she’s in with her sensei and come back again just before she’s
finished. Let the sensei watch over her during the day. That seems to have done
a good job of keeping her safe up until now, hasn’t it?”
“I suppose so…but what if..”
“Give her a little space, Inuyasha.” Miroku said firmly.
“If there’s a problem, you can always deal with it as it comes, yes?” Inuyasha nodded reluctantly. “Then that’s it then, not too
difficult a problem to solve, really. Although, there is one
more thing.”
“What?” Inuyasha
asked morosely. He’d really been hoping Miroku would
have supported his initial thought of keeping Kagome in this time. Not
expecting, but still hoping.
“You need to apologize.”
Inuyasha’s ears went flat. “What if I don’t feel like it.” He
growled.
“Then I doubt Kagome will forgive you.” Miroku said sternly. “Trying to keep a woman from her
family and her home is not a small offense, Inuyasha.
I can’t imagine her even speaking with you unless you can show her that you are
truly repentant.”
Inuyasha mumbled under his breath and scuffed the ground
with his toes. “I hate apologizing.” Miroku
glared at him. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t do it, just that I hate it!”
Same old Inuyasha,
he thought in resignation. “I’m going to bed, Inuyasha.”
He pulled himself up with a groan.
“Hey, you can’t leave yet! You haven’t
told me what to say…how do I apologize?”
“That’s up to you, Inuyasha.”
Miroku sighed. “I’m going back to sleep.” Inuyasha looked completely lost and Miroku
sighed again. Honestly, Inuyasha was like a big child
sometimes. “Just – just let her know you were wrong
and apologize, eh? At least, if that’s what you really feel.” Inuyasha nodded hesitantly. “Then simply tell her.” He
turned and hobbled back inside. Inuyasha stayed,
mulling it all over as he stared at the weathered wooden wall in front of him.
xxxxx
As soon as the sun was completely up, Inuyasha walked into Kaede’s and
stooped by Kagome.
“Oy, Kagome,
wake up.” He said softly. Shippou, Miroku, and Sango still slept,
and he really wanted to keep it that way. This was going to be hard enough
without an audience. “C’mon Kagome, get up, I need to talk to you.”
Kagome rolled over and glared at him
sleepily. “Leave me alone, Inuyasha. I don’t want to talk to you.” He glared back at her. Fine, he’d have to do
this the hard way. He reached down and scooped her up, walking out of the house
as she stiffened in his arms.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she
hissed at him. “Didn’t you do enough yesterday?” She crossed her arms and
scowled as he walked out of the village with her. “Idiot,” she muttered under
her breath.
“I told you, I need to talk to you.” He
said angrily. Couldn’t she tell he was about to apologize?
“Yeah, about what?” she asked fiercely.
“Just…never mind about what.” If she
couldn’t figure it out on her own, she could damn well wait until he was good
and ready!
“AAAGH! You want to talk to me but I’m not supposed to
know what you’ll talk to me about…how are you going to talk to me about it
then, baka?!” She didn’t think she’d ever been as
angry with him as she had been the past 2 days. He wouldn’t let her go home and
he expected her to talk to him? He’d be waiting a heck of a long time if he
expected her to listen to anything he was going to say, the…ass.
“I meant…we’ll talk when we get there.” He
said.
“Get WHERE!” she yelled.
“To the…you’ll find out when we get there,
all right?”
“No it’s not all right, you stupid jerk!
Why can’t you just leave me alone and go away!” She bit her lip, trying not to
cry. She wanted to go home!
He didn’t respond and walked on, muttering
under his breath. As she noticed the direction they were going, she stiffened.
Why were they heading to the bone eater’s well? Considering he’d spent the
entire night trying to keep her away from there, what could he be doing? He
wasn’t going to try and destroy it, was he? As they approached the well, Her brain worked desperately as she tried to figure out what
was going on. He propped her on her feet when they arrived at the well and she
looked at him warily. If he thought she would just stand by while he destroyed
the only way she had to get home, he had another thing coming.
“What are you doing now, Inuyasha?” She asked, watching him with a cold stare.
“I- I wanted to say…” he stopped and
wouldn’t meet her gaze. Damn, this was going to be hard. Really,
really hard.
Kagome looked at him closely. He looked,
well, if she didn’t know better, she’d say he looked almost panicked. What in
the world… “What?” she asked, much less angrily than she meant to. What was
going on?
“I wanted to say…” he took a deep breath
and plunged ahead, “I’m sorry. You were right, I was jealous and I hate Hojo and I was mad and I’m sorry I said you
couldn’t go back home or back to school and so…here you go.” he panted from the
effort.
Kagome looked up at him in surprise, her
anger cooling another notch. “Did you just say…you’re sorry?” He nodded, his
ears twitching wildly, his hands twisting anxiously inside his Haori sleeves. “So, you’re telling me, after all you did,
after everything you said, after acting like a complete jerk AND dragging me
out here so rudely this morning, you’re just going to say ‘sorry, I made a
mistake’ and let me go home?” He nodded again, flinching. He knew it, she was never going to forgive him. This had been such a dumb
idea, why’d he let Miroku talk him into this!
She noticed his pained expression, his
slightly slumped posture, and how his ears were now flattening completely
against his head. Inuyasha, actually admitting he’d
made a mistake, and apologizing? How often did that happen? He must feel really, really awful about what he’d done for
him to get to this point, she realized. What changed his mind? She stared at
him, trying to figure it out.
He looked utterly and completely
miserable. The sight would have made her ecstatic the day before, but somehow,
it wasn’t making her very happy at the moment. Darn it. She’d been so ready to
tear into him, but now, how could she stay furious with him when he
was so obviously doing a good job of beating himself up over this? Stupid Inuyasha, blowing hot and cold, he couldn’t even manage to
let her get her revenge without making things complicated.
“You’re really making me angry, Inuyasha.” She said, and saw him wince.
“Yeah, I figured that out.” He said sadly.
She sighed again.
“Really, I had so much pain planned for
you today, you have no idea. And now…” she paused, watching as he winced
again, “now you ruin it all by standing there acting all contrite and sad and “ cute, her brain added, “sorry for everything.” He raised
his gaze from the ground to look at her, a little glimmer of hope appearing in
his eyes.
“Do you really mean it, Inuyasha? You’re really sorry for what you did?” she asked
quietly. “Because that- that was really, truly awful, thinking you were keeping
me away from something that important to me. It was like I didn’t even know
you, like you didn’t really care about what I felt or wanted at all.” Her eyes
grew moist and he was next to her instantly.
“Please don’t cry.” He said hoarsely. “Aaah, Kagome, I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” He reached
out and pulled her against his chest, a little surprised when she let him.
“I’ll never be that stupid again, Kagome, I swear.” He vowed, and he felt her
body shake as she chuckled softly.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” She
mumbled softly against his chest, and he smiled for a moment and held her
tighter. Maybe wasn’t going to last forever, but for now, he could simply hold
her and pretend that she really was his.
xxxxx
From the cover of some nearby brush, Sango sniffled as she watched Inuyasha
and Kagome embracing, and Miroku handed her a small
cloth from inside his sleeve. “I told you, “ he said,
“you should have a little more faith in Inuyasha. It
takes him a while, but he usually does the right thing when it truly counts.”
He smiled to himself, watching the couple reconciling by the well. He didn’t
see the speculative look Sango gave him.
“Somehow, I think that he might have had a
little help with this one.” She said, watching him. “That was a pretty quick
change in attitude for just overnight.” He looked at her with large, innocent
eyes.
“I can’t imagine what you mean.” He said,
and she smiled, her eyes still blurry with happy tears for her friend.
“Of course, Houshi-sama, whatever you say.” She agreed quietly, then leaned forward and
lightly kissed one bruised cheek. “Thank you, anyway.” Miroku
sat stunned, rubbing the soft feel of her lips on his face as she rose and
walked back to the village.
He would never understand
that woman.
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