Sloppy Seconds | By : CutiePieHentai Category: InuYasha > General Views: 23931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Thank you so much to those of you who keep reading and reviewing. This has been my first attempt at fanfic, and I didn’t know if would turn out okay, so your responses have been great for my ego! Oh, and I don’t own Starbucks either…though they’ve gotten enough of my money you’d think I’d at least own a share by now…
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Kagome awoke with a sigh and snuggled deeper into her comforter before feeling a sense of emptiness. She was alone.
‘Was it all a dream?’
Looking around her room, she found her pajamas in a crumpled heap on the floor and lifted her blanket to reveal that she was, in fact, still very nude.
‘Nope, not a dream.’ She smiled wide to no one at all before stretching and yawning. She donned her fluffy, pale green bathrobe and padded quietly to the bathroom. The house was still nearly silent but she could here the soft clattering of dishes as her mother prepared breakfast. After an eye opening shower, she towel dried her hair, pulling it into a pony tail, slipped a pair of jean shorts and a baby blue tank top on, and skipped down the stairs in high spirits.
Sango and Miroku were still sleeping, but she found Inuyasha in the kitchen, greedily devouring pancakes and eggs. Trying her hardest to calm her nerves and suppressing the blush she felt forming, she sat across from him and poured herself some orange juice and a cup of tea before filling a breakfast plate for herself. Inuyasha wasn’t oblivious to her anxiety and smirked at her, “Good morning, wench.”
“Morning, Inuyasha,” she replied, still smiling like a Cheshire cat, suddenly enraptured with the art of properly pouring syrup on her flapjacks.
Miroku wandered in, yawning and rubbing his eyes. “Good morning Inuyasha, Kagome-sama. Sleep well?”
Kagome choked on her juice and blushed, earning a raised eyebrow from a the hentai monk. Inuyasha grinned widely at Miroku, “Yes, bozu, very well,” looking pointedly at Kagome.
Kagome jumped up from the table, “You know, I think I’d better go wake Sango for breakfast while there’s still some left,” she said, practically running up the stairs to Sango’s room. Inuyasha continued eating, his wide grin still in place.
Miroku sat next to Kagome’s now vacant seat, quirked an eyebrow and watched the half-demon inhale his food. ‘If he wasn’t a dog demon, I’d swear he looked like the cat who got the canary…’ “So…Inuyasha…what was all that about?”
Inuyasha’s grin faded, returning to his usual scowl, “What was all what about, bozu?”
Miroku brought his cup of tea to his lips and blew on the steaming liquid, thoughtful contemplation in his eyes, before answering, “Hmm…nothing I suppose….”
“Keh.”
Eventually, the girls joined the land of the living, and while the weather promised to be hot and muggy, today Sango opted for the jeans.
Rummaging through ji-chans cast offs, Kagome found some clothes for the guys to wear when they went to the market. By sheer speed and brute force, Inuyasha claimed the black cotton sweatpants and a soft gray shirt. Miroku was left with a pair of khaki walking shorts and a loudly patterned Hawaiian button down shirt.
Miroku hung his head in defeat as he walked down the stairs after changing. The girls, bless their hearts, tried not to laugh. But, well, it couldn’t be helped. The outfit looked darned ridiculous enough on Kagome’s ji-chan, but on Miroku, the suave ladies man, well let’s just say, it was an injustice. Inuyasha, on the other hand, was actually quite comfortable, being a couple of sizes smaller around his middle than Kagome’s grandfather, the pants rode low on his hips and were loose enough that he didn’t feel confined. Though Kagome couldn’t help but notice that the tee was just snug enough to hint at the well toned muscles underneath.
Kagome ran up to Inuyasha and plopped a red baseball cap over his ears.
He, in turn, scowled disdainfully at her, “You know I hate these, right?”
Laughing, Kagome grabbed Sango’s hand and bolted out the door, nearly dragging her friend behind her, “Hey, if you guys don’t like it,” she called back, “by all means, stay here!”
Never one to pass up a golden opportunity to goad Shippo with all of the exciting things he had missed, Inuyasha wasted no more time and followed the girls, leaving a rather put out looking monk to bring up the rear. Usually that would have been okay. He liked the rear. Nice view, after all. But today, his heart just wasn’t in it. Nope, it was in a lime green, palm tree infested shirt. Poor guy.
Kagome led the others through her city to the outdoor market, stopping to pull Inuyasha by his hand when he halted, drooling at a bakery window.
“Come on, baka! You just had breakfast, I know you aren’t starving yet. Don’t you want to hurry and get done so we can go back?”
“Keh.” Inuyasha acquiesced as usual.
“Tell ya what? Don’t make too big a fuss while we’re out and I’ll give everyone a special treat before we go? Hmmm?”
Inuyasha crossed his arms, apparently in brooding contemplation, though in fact waiting for Miroku to get out of earshot, before he leaned to Kagome’s ear and whispered in a husky, suggestive voice, “As long as it’s a sweet treat.” He smirked at the spike in Kagome’s scent and ran to catch up with the others, “Oi! Miroku….”
‘Okay….he’s getting worse than the monk! ‘Course, nobody’d believe it cause he’s discreet about it…And we haven’t even….’ Kagome’s thought’s were thankfully, but not too thankfully mind you, interrupted by a voice calling from behind her.
“Higurashi-san!”
Rolling her eyes and groaning, Kagome turned around, plastering as brilliant a fake smile as she could muster. “Houjo-kun! What a surprise!” ‘Not really, seems you find me no matter where I go…’
Houjo reached Kagome and pulled her into a quick hug, “I’m so glad I ran into you! How’s your Alzheimer’s?”
‘Baka ji-chan….’ “Oh, well, I almost forget I have it!” she chuckled at her own joke until she noticed it was completely missed by the boy. “Heh…he.”
Houjo shifted his weight from foot to foot before opening his mouth again. ‘Here we go, another date invite. Kami, will he ever give up?’ “Higurashi-san, I was wondering if you would like to go to the movies with me tonight?”
Kagome sighed, but that too was missed by boy blunder. Smiling again, she started, hoping that maybe this time, out of all the times before, he’d take the hint. “Well, gee, Houjo-kun, I’d really love to….”
“Great! I’ll pick you up at eight then!”
For once, Kagome was silently thankful for Inuyasha’s jealous streak as he came from behind Kagome and wrapped his protective arms around her waist with a low growl. Houjo flinched and unconsciously took a step back. Inuyasha mentally snickered at the scent of confusion and fear the boy began to emit.
“Oh, Houjo-kun…what I was going to say was I’d love to BUT I have company visiting!” Kagome looked for Miroku and Sango, who were making their way across the crowd, back to her.
“Houjo-kun, this is Inuyasha. And these are my cousins, Sango and Miroku.” She finished, grabbing the taiyiji’s hand and dragging her closer, mentally kicking herself for not insisting Sango carry her boomerang here so she could pound some sense into the dull boy. Sure, it hadn’t worked yet for Miroku, but there was always hope.
“Well, why don’t you bring them along? I’d love the opportunity to meet more of your family. Especially of they’re anything like you.” Kagome rolled her eyes to the heavens. Unbeknownst to her, a certain hanyou had been surveying the whole scene with growing interest. He had noticed the looks and the subtle sarcasm as Kagome interacted with this human and suddenly felt no competition from him. He had always felt threatened when men, especially nice, normal boys from her time, showered her with compliments and gifts. He felt he just couldn’t compete with the soft-hearted pussies. But when he saw her reaction to all of Houjo’s fawning and ass kissing, her realized that she really didn’t want that. ‘She doesn’t want some meek submissive little thing who puts her on a pedestal! She wants a temper and spirit as fiery as her own. Kami, I’ve been stupid!’
“Oh , that’s really considerate, Houjo-kun, but we’re leaving tonight. I’ll be going to stay with my cousins for a while. Doctor’s say the fresh air is great for my…um….asthma. Yeah, asthma!” Kagome finished with a flourish.
Houjo’s mouth was opening, ready to say something else, no doubt a rain check for the date, when Kagome cut in and looked at her empty wrist before exclaiming, “Oh, my! Would you look at the time! We really have to get going! So much to do before we leave! Good seeing you, Houjo-kun!” Kagome spun on her heel, almost slamming into the Great Wall of Inuyasha, having forgotten that his arms were still around her waist. He relinquished his hold to glare at the weak human one more time, for the sake of appearance, before following Kagome through the crowd.
Thankfully, the rest of the excursion went uneventfully. The gang picked out non-perishables and bathing supplies for the trip, and Kagome grabbed plenty of candy bribery for the, more-likely-than-not pissed off, kitsune. Inuyasha did his part, too. When the shopping baskets were full, he chivalrously carried and protected the ramen.
Laden with grocery bags from their shopping, the group trudged back to the shrine. Halfway home, Kagome stopped them outside a shop so they could take a break and enjoy one of the simple pleasures of her time.
Dumping their bags at the cafe table by the Starbucks entrance, Kagome spread her arms flamboyantly towards the shop next door. “This,” she proudly exclaimed, “is ice cream!. It’s made from milk and sugar and can be flavored with fruit, chocolates, and candy. It’s cold, like snow, but very yummy.” Leading them inside the ice cream shoppe, she let her friends pick out their own flavors, explaining what some tasted like, until each had their own cone. Returning outside, each took a chair and began to silently embark on their own personal experience of the frozen confection.
Sango nibbled her chocolate scoop with petite bites, shivering every few minutes when the cold would hit a sensitive tooth. Miroku opted for a spoon, dipping it in and letting each spoonful of mint chip simply melt away on his tongue. But while Kagome did enjoy her French vanilla, Inuyasha was damned near driving her insane.
Inuyasha hadn’t even looked at the rainbow of flavors offered in the store, instead asking outright if they had strawberry. Of course they did, so that settled that. Kagome watched him out of the corner of her eye, savoring his scoop with long, slow licks of his tongue. ‘It’s funny… he says he hates the way I smell after my bath and I use strawberry shampoo! Yet, he sure seems to be enjoying that ice cream…’
And, indeed, he was enjoying it. ‘Almost as good, no… better than ramen.’ He closed his eyes so both his heightened nose and tongue could better imprint the feel and taste and smell before him. He drew his tongue across the surface of the treat before swirling the top in his mouth. So wrapped up was he in his tasting, the flavor so close to the scent of Kagome being the reason for his choice, that he didn’t at first notice he had an audience. Slowly, though, Kagome’s scent began to envelop him, joining the scent and taste of the strawberries, making the experience that much more enjoyable. ‘Hmmm….I wonder what it would be like to eat some of this off of Kagome.’ He grinned at the thought. ‘Yum…’
Kagome was having scintillating ideas of her own, watching as the scoop became reshaped by Inuyasha’s tongue, sweeping from the bottom toward the top, creating a small point. Spying the point, Inuyasha’s tongue flicked out to taste it. It was all Kagome could do to shove her own ice cream down her throat to muffle the groan that threatened to escape. The motions he had just made mimicked some of his actions from the night before and the visions of him, doing to her what he had been doing to the ice cream cone, clouded her mind.
Even Sango noticed the latent talent in Inuyasha’s tongue and quickly looked away, as hentai thoughts began to form. ‘Bad Sango, bad, bad, bad!’
Miroku studied the intent gazes of the girls, and not just Sango and Kagome; passersby were watching Inuyasha savor his strawberry ice cream cone as well. ‘Well, well, well. Food as a stimulant. I’ve heard of aphrodisiacs before, but this… who would have thought it would receive such a response? And in public? From strangers! This will have to be added to my sutras for posterity….I wonder what other foods…’
Kagome couldn’t look away, as hard as she tried. Inuyasha could definitely smell her arousal now, almost overpowering the fragrance of the fruit, and although it was completely unintentional at first, he liked the reaction he was evoking. But like all good things, this too had to eventually come to an end. Inuyasha and Kagome both were a little disappointed and yet a little relieved when the ice cream cones were finally finished.
Gathering their things, the four finally reached the shrine. Inuyasha held the door for the others and as Kagome passed, he smirked at the flushed miko.
“Arigato, Kagome. I liked my sweet treat.”
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