InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Mosaic of Thoughts ❯ Brush ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Inuyasha scanned the surrounding area looking for a suitable location. They were far too exposed in their current location. The new moon would be rising shortly and there was no way he would be caught so vulnerable. They had left the monk and taijiya at the last village with the kitsune. Too many villagers had needed assistance in rebuilding their youkai ravaged homes. Miroku had obliged the village headman and offered to provide aid. That left him without valuable allies to watch his back. True, Kagome was still with him, but she wasn't the warrior Sango was.

“We are we going?” Kagome spoke into his ear as they flew over the barren landscape. She was well aware of the impending dilemma and looking around her she found the area surrounding them far to destitute for her liking.

“I'll tell you when we get there.” He huffed as he launched them over a small ravine. The truth of the matter was he really didn't know. There had to be a safe place somewhere in all this dirt and rock. Time was against them as the setting sun was disappearing into the horizon and the sky taking on more shades of muted blues and blacks.

Spying a tiny form in the distance he sped towards it hoping that it would turn into something fruitful for their night. Pouring on the speed he quickly closed the distance.

Bingo!

A short rock wall with a thick covering of brush in the front. With a little creativity he would be able to make them a nice little shelter for the night.

“Straight ahead Kagome. We're almost there.” He grinned as he made the last few leaps to their modest destination.

“Perfect!” Kagome squealed; eager to set her feet on firm ground. Despite her love of riding on the well muscled back of her hanyou, the last day had been spent trailing Naraku with blinding speed. Her thighs were as stiff as they came and she seriously wondered if her hips had fused in an open position.

Inuyasha set his miko carefully on the ground; steadying her when her legs threatened to give out underneath her. He made quick work of making a lean-to using the scruffy looking brush that grew scarcely on the rock surface. The sparce vegetation was enough to provide them with shelter although looking at the space, they were going to be more than cozy. The sudden implication of how they would be spending the night made the hanyou blush. Realization dawned on him.

They were all alone.

“You feeling alright Inuyasha? You look a little flushed.” Kagome brought a hand up to test the temperature of his forehead.

“Feh!” He almost stumbled over the word when she pressed herself close and stared at him with those eyes so full of love and concern.

“You don't feel hot.” She whispered.

“I'm fine wench. Now get into the shelter. We have a long night ahead of us. Naraku's stench isn't anyway around here so we should be safe enough for the night.” He motioned towards the tiny sleeping space.

“Uh, Inuyasha?” Kagome looked confused at the brush pile.

“What is it?”
“Are we going to fit under there?”

“Of course! Are you doubting my abilities to make a suitable shelter?” He continued when she stared dazed at the lean-to.

“Well, no...”

Rolling his eyes he grabbed her and in one fluid movement rolled them under the shelter. Pulling the few brush piles close with his hands he successfully hide them. Only when he finished did he realize just how small the space was. He had fully expected Kagome to roll off him by now but she was still positioned on top of him. She was unable to budge with the rock wall beside her.

“Cozy.” She giggled nervously; face just barely above the hanyou that had drug her under the prickly, dwarfed trees.

“Uhh..” His brain shut down when her sweet breath fluttered hotly against his lips. He thanked the kami that he senses were considerably dulled as his youkai had given way to permit his human half full control. With her wiggling on top of him it was going to be a long night. A long, highly enjoyable, totally wonderful and likely equally uncomfortable night. The temptation finally got the better of him and he strained to lifted his head to press his lips lightly against hers. Her passionate response was all he need for encouragement and he rose to meet her challenge. Finally breaking for air he smiled smugly at the woman above him. Perhaps desolate places and simple brush weren't that bad at all.