InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Accidentally Funny ❯ Little Red and the Big, Bad... Dog? ( Chapter 8 )

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Little Red and the Big Bad... Dog?

For the first time in several weeks, things were actually peaceful. Koga had finally wandered off, though she suspected that he would be back at some point – he was a wolf after all, which meant he was dense – Inuyasha was being unusually quiet, and Sesshoumaru had, for once, decided to give her some space.

She wasn't sure how long it would last, but she was going to enjoy it thoroughly while it was happening.

On top of that, they were looping back to the village, which meant she would see Kaede-baachan soon.

Now, the older priestess was just like a grandmother to the younger woman, and Kagome was very fond of her. She also had a neat trick of calming her even at the worst of times, and Kagome needed all the calming she could get, these days.

The rest of the group, sans Sango, on the other hand, had been enjoying the recent contretemps far too much, in her opinion, and she was seriously annoyed with them all.

Especially Miroku – this whole thing had inspired that lecher to new heights – which was why Sango was no longer enjoying the whole situation, because now she was also becoming a victim of the overabundance of canines running around, as well. If there's one dog, more soon appear – and then eventually, every male in sight turns into one... ergo, Miroku was now just as much of a dog as Sesshoumaru or Inuyasha – and in the doghouse right along with those two, as well.

So Sango and Kagome had ganged up against the males, and were keeping well clear of any hentai hands, or tongues, in Sesshoumaru's case, by practicing that ancient method of women all through time – avoidance. It was working fairly well, too – at least for now.

Kagome wasn't stupid, though, and she knew that the daiyoukai was planning something – she could feel his eyes plastered to her backside the entire time they were traveling. She snorted at that, at least it's not his tongue plastered to my backside again, she thought, annoyed.

For some reason, he'd developed a fixation with licking her... any chance he got. Dog slobber is dog slobber, even if the dog in question is wearing human clothes, and it always left her wanting a bath – and wishing she had a rosary around his neck.

At any rate, she was happy to see the village appear before them, and she sped up as soon as she did, planning to stop in and say hello to Kaede, then head home for a real bath – that last wash in a cold stream had somehow not managed to get all the tongue-bathing out of her mind – or off her skin.

After a quick gab with Kaede, she snuck off, headed straight for the well – and safety... sort of. There was the canine on the other side of the well to deal with, but if she could just get into the bathroom, she could lock the dog out, and herself in... and voila, happy Kagome.

Several semi-difficult days later, she hopped back through the well, wondering what mischief the dogs had gotten into in her absence...

When she made it out of the well, she was surprised to find... no dogs. No Inuyasha, no Sesshoumaru, and not even any Miroku. Eyes narrowed, she scanned the trees at the edge of the well clearing with eyes and reiki, but finding nothing, she shrugged and moved off, hauling her bag with her – her brand new, larger, redder bag.

Inuyasha will like this... since he loves red so much...

She got more and more suspicious as she traipsed through the forest towards the village, and still no sign of dogs anywhere in the vicinity. He's planning something, she thought with a scowl, as she approached Kaede's hut, and still nothing appeared.

She came to a halt just outside the entrance, and looked around, eyes narrowed, then stepped up to the door and cautiously pulled back the hanging doormat, and...

Bam!

Suddenly, she found herself laying on the ground, looking up at the sky, stunned... with dog, and dog slobber, both laying over her – heavily.

With a resigned, grossed-out sigh, she asked the heavens, “Why do dogs have to have such long, wet tongues?”

With a swirl of youki, the daiyoukai switched back into his humanoid form, and with a sly smirk, answered with, “It's all the better to taste you with, my dear.”

And then he ran his tongue along her cheek again... slowly.

Kagome whimpered. I should stop reading fairytales to the kids... it gives him too many ideas to twist.

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A/N: Hope this entertains... and Dad... fly free and know you'll always be remembered with love.

Amber