Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ The Hybrid's Guide to Miko Hunting ❯ A Hunch ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Pretty in Pink 
Kagome has a hunch. Hiei says it's hormones.
Anime/Manga: Crossover Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 10.26.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 990 | Visits: 585 | Status: Work In Progress
Kagome has a hunch. Hiei says it's hormones.
Anime/Manga: Crossover Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 10.26.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 990 | Visits: 585 | Status: Work In Progress
Sorry, everyone, but the last chapter was just a little snippet. It won’t be continued, at least not in this series. All of these drabbles are completely random and unrelated; whatever happens to pop into my head at any given moment.
Written to: “Keep Breathing” by Ingrid Michaelson
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The Hybrid’s Guide to Miko Hunting
A Hunch
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Kagome grunted with the effort it took to lift one leg over the fallen log and then the other. The thin, white yukata she wore afforded her the mobility she needed when traveling through the wilderness, but the current swollen state of her stomach was slowing her down considerably.
The young miko lamented over her situation. Just eight months ago, she could have cleared this overgrown forest with ease. She was nineteen! She was at her physical peak! She was- a kick to her ribs nearly brought tears to her eyes.
She was undeniably pregnant, that’s what she was. And it was all that damn hybrid’s fault! That stubborn, cruel, gorgeous, perfectly sculpted- Sighing, Kagome decided her hormones were too out-of-whack to stay angry at her mate. Even if he couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
Coming to a small brook, the miko stopped to try to catch her bearings. She looked around, but she was surrounded by greenery, and still nothing looked familiar. She tried to remember which way she’d come from when she’d fled the battle, but couldn’t think of anything except how delicious and satisfying a big pot of squid would be right then. God, she was so hungry.
A few hours earlier, the group had been attacked by a horde of youkai, no doubt Naraku‘s doing. Hiei had ordered her to get as far away as she could, and he and the others had set to work putting a dent in the huge swarm.
She thought they would have found her by now with Hiei’s speed and Inuyasha’s nose. What could be keeping them? She tried to push her worries from her mind and reminded herself that she tended to get carried away. They were probably looking for her right now, all fine and healthy.
Lowering herself slowly to the ground, Kagome removed her sandals and dipped her aching feet into the cool water of the creek. Sighing in relief, she turned on her side and laid down on the forest floor to rest, using her arm as a pillow. When the baby began to shift restlessly, she began rubbing her round stomach soothingly, concentrating on imparting a sense of peace on the little life within her. It seemed to work as the baby settled down. After a while, the cool breeze whispering through the leaves and the soft babbling of the brook sang her to sleep.
Behind her eyes, she dreamt. There was a little girl on a hill, looking out over a stretch of rice paddies. Kagome smiled and tried to creep quietly through the grass toward her. But, as she had expected, before she was within several feet of her, the little girl turned around with a gap-toothed grin. Her unruly blue-black hair was swept up into two spiky pigtails and her dazzling claret eyes danced with happiness as they found the miko. The girl ran into her arms with surprising speed and Kagome noted wistfully that she was beginning to grow out of her little blue kimono.
The miko hugged the little girl tightly and tried to smooth her wild bangs with a motherly tenderness. The girl’s ruby gems shone with annoyance as she tried unsuccessfully to swat away her hands.
Kagome awoke with a start when her shoulder was shaken. Her blue eyes flew open to find the annoyed red orbs of her mate staring back at her. Relief washed through her as she struggled to her feet. Two strong arms helped her to stand.
“Oh, Hiei!” she cried, throwing her arms around his neck in a hug. The man growled possessively and crushed his lips to hers in a fierce kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist as best he could.
“What were you doing just sleeping? Anyone could have snuck up on you!” he scolded her angrily after he felt he’d conveyed his message well enough.
Kagome lowered her head, ashamed as tears stung her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she said meekly under his hard gaze. “I was just so tired.”
At this, his eyes softened a fraction and he pulled her into his chest. Tucking her dark head under his chin, the hybrid ran his hand through her long, soft hair. He would never admit how afraid he’d been when they couldn’t find her, but he was relieved to finally have her back in his arms.
“Are you hungry?” he asked softly.
With a sniffle, she nodded enthusiastically. Hiei chuckled and rubbed her stomach fondly. “Did I even need to ask? Come on; the monk is preparing dinner.”
As he led her hand-in-hand back through the dense woods, she told him excitedly. “It’s going to be a girl!”
The hybrid glanced back at her incredulously. “What makes you think that?”
With a shy smile, the young miko shrugged. “Just a hunch.”
He nearly rolled his eyes. They were getting close now: he could smell the monk’s stew wafting through the trees. “Your condition muddles your thoughts. It will be a son,” he said confidently.
Kagome only smiled secretly and rubbed her stomach in slow circles. She’d give him a son one day; just not anytime soon.
Written to: “Keep Breathing” by Ingrid Michaelson
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The Hybrid’s Guide to Miko Hunting
A Hunch
.
Kagome grunted with the effort it took to lift one leg over the fallen log and then the other. The thin, white yukata she wore afforded her the mobility she needed when traveling through the wilderness, but the current swollen state of her stomach was slowing her down considerably.
The young miko lamented over her situation. Just eight months ago, she could have cleared this overgrown forest with ease. She was nineteen! She was at her physical peak! She was- a kick to her ribs nearly brought tears to her eyes.
She was undeniably pregnant, that’s what she was. And it was all that damn hybrid’s fault! That stubborn, cruel, gorgeous, perfectly sculpted- Sighing, Kagome decided her hormones were too out-of-whack to stay angry at her mate. Even if he couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
Coming to a small brook, the miko stopped to try to catch her bearings. She looked around, but she was surrounded by greenery, and still nothing looked familiar. She tried to remember which way she’d come from when she’d fled the battle, but couldn’t think of anything except how delicious and satisfying a big pot of squid would be right then. God, she was so hungry.
A few hours earlier, the group had been attacked by a horde of youkai, no doubt Naraku‘s doing. Hiei had ordered her to get as far away as she could, and he and the others had set to work putting a dent in the huge swarm.
She thought they would have found her by now with Hiei’s speed and Inuyasha’s nose. What could be keeping them? She tried to push her worries from her mind and reminded herself that she tended to get carried away. They were probably looking for her right now, all fine and healthy.
Lowering herself slowly to the ground, Kagome removed her sandals and dipped her aching feet into the cool water of the creek. Sighing in relief, she turned on her side and laid down on the forest floor to rest, using her arm as a pillow. When the baby began to shift restlessly, she began rubbing her round stomach soothingly, concentrating on imparting a sense of peace on the little life within her. It seemed to work as the baby settled down. After a while, the cool breeze whispering through the leaves and the soft babbling of the brook sang her to sleep.
Behind her eyes, she dreamt. There was a little girl on a hill, looking out over a stretch of rice paddies. Kagome smiled and tried to creep quietly through the grass toward her. But, as she had expected, before she was within several feet of her, the little girl turned around with a gap-toothed grin. Her unruly blue-black hair was swept up into two spiky pigtails and her dazzling claret eyes danced with happiness as they found the miko. The girl ran into her arms with surprising speed and Kagome noted wistfully that she was beginning to grow out of her little blue kimono.
The miko hugged the little girl tightly and tried to smooth her wild bangs with a motherly tenderness. The girl’s ruby gems shone with annoyance as she tried unsuccessfully to swat away her hands.
Kagome awoke with a start when her shoulder was shaken. Her blue eyes flew open to find the annoyed red orbs of her mate staring back at her. Relief washed through her as she struggled to her feet. Two strong arms helped her to stand.
“Oh, Hiei!” she cried, throwing her arms around his neck in a hug. The man growled possessively and crushed his lips to hers in a fierce kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist as best he could.
“What were you doing just sleeping? Anyone could have snuck up on you!” he scolded her angrily after he felt he’d conveyed his message well enough.
Kagome lowered her head, ashamed as tears stung her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she said meekly under his hard gaze. “I was just so tired.”
At this, his eyes softened a fraction and he pulled her into his chest. Tucking her dark head under his chin, the hybrid ran his hand through her long, soft hair. He would never admit how afraid he’d been when they couldn’t find her, but he was relieved to finally have her back in his arms.
“Are you hungry?” he asked softly.
With a sniffle, she nodded enthusiastically. Hiei chuckled and rubbed her stomach fondly. “Did I even need to ask? Come on; the monk is preparing dinner.”
As he led her hand-in-hand back through the dense woods, she told him excitedly. “It’s going to be a girl!”
The hybrid glanced back at her incredulously. “What makes you think that?”
With a shy smile, the young miko shrugged. “Just a hunch.”
He nearly rolled his eyes. They were getting close now: he could smell the monk’s stew wafting through the trees. “Your condition muddles your thoughts. It will be a son,” he said confidently.
Kagome only smiled secretly and rubbed her stomach in slow circles. She’d give him a son one day; just not anytime soon.