InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Accidentally Funny ❯ Sex Ed, Sesshoumaru Style ( Chapter 12 )
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By: kanna37 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 08.08.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 08.08.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Ever since the episode with the Raid, Naraku had been scarce, though Kagome was actually beginning to be a little uncomfortable with that fact – it wasn't likely that he'd been persuaded to leave her alone so easily, especially as Kagura had warned her that the spider was attracted to nasty things, and would probably only try harder to win her after that.
Koga had also made himself scarce, though that was because Sesshoumaru had come very close to turning him into a eunuch one morning as he'd attempted to sneak into a very tired miko's sleeping bag – while she was occupying it. The only reason the male was still counted a male was because, as horrified as she'd been to find out what he'd been up to, she still hadn't wanted to have a permanent memento of the of the hard-headed wolf to remember him by, and Sesshoumaru's suggestion that he would present the aforementioned part to Kagome as a trophy was enough to get her to demand he desist with his torment of Koga. The fool had scampered off immediately the daiyoukai had released him, and hadn't been seen since.
Thank the kami for small favors, was all Kagome could think.
That left Inuyasha – and he was even more hard-headed and stubborn than the wolf, though he had better sense than to try to sneak into Kagome's bedding – he was more frightened of her than he was of his brother, and that stood her in good stead... usually.
So it was that things around the group had calmed somewhat, though Miroku was still reluctant to get too close to his miko friend after the ass-whipping she'd given him for inviting Naraku into the betting pool he'd created. As much as Sango had always pounded him, Kagome had given him one worse, and he still had a lump on his head from that day... Sango had been most impressed, seeing as how her best friend hadn't even used hiraikotsu to inflict the damage.
For all of that, however, she still had the big dog himself to deal with... and it wasn't getting any easier as time went on. Nope, Sesshoumaru was most excellent at making a pest of himself – he was absolutely determined not to give her a moment's breathing space, and Kagome was beginning to wonder if she shouldn't just give in – under the ancient wisdom that gave out that once a male had caught what he was chasing, he would then proceed to ignore it, deeming it of no more importance.
She would enjoy being ignored right about now, really she would. If only she could convince that stubborn dog of that, she'd be in heaven, but alas, no such luck for a poor, put-upon priestess.
She'd noted, rather absently at first, that the silver-haired inu had been sending Jaken back and forth on Ah-Uhn to his shiro quite frequently of late, and as it continued, she began to get very curious. It seemed that the only thing the toad ever returned with were scrolls – that the dai would look over most carefully, an even more green Jaken than usual standing by, then he would frown, shake his head, and hand the scrolls back to said toad, and send him off again... only to turn around and do it again.
This went on for several days every evening after they'd made camp, and Kagome – as well as everyone else – was so curious by this time that she was almost ready to actually approach the dog and ask.
Now, normally, she wouldn't dream of doing so – something like that was an open invitation to the annoying male, and he would usually take the opportunity to run his hands places they had no business being. It was Miroku all over again, only worse, because hiraikotsu wouldn't work on Sesshoumaru.
Finally, one evening, after Jaken had made two trips, Sesshoumaru seemed to find what he'd been looking for, if the sudden loss of the scowl that had been adorning his face lately was any indication. Jaken looked so relieved, that the entire group was almost dying to see what was in those scrolls – and why Jaken inevitably looked embarrassed to death at even holding them.
Inuyasha was the first to break. “Oi, bastard... what the hell was up with all that with Jaken playing fetch? What was so damn important about those scrolls?”
Warning bells went off in Kagome's head when the daiyoukai looked at his brother, and then slanted a smirk her way. She just knew, right then, that she absolutely did not want to know the answer to that question. Unfortunately, it appeared it was too late to run, as Sesshoumaru stood to his feet with a smug expression and walked over to her, holding out the scroll for her to take.
She tried to avoid doing so, but he refused to move, holding it out until she finally gave in and took it, very reluctantly. “Why are you giving this to me? He's the one that asked – give it to him, because I'm somehow very sure that I don't want it!”
The smug expression on his face intensified, and he slowly shook his head, those mesmerizing silver locks floating around him, drawing her eyes, just as he knew they would. “This is for you to read, miko – call it educational material you will need to know for our mating night, if you will. Familiarize yourself with the information contained within, Kagome – you will most definitely be using it,” he purred.
Eyes wide, she gulped, and slowly rolled open the scroll. Almost ripping her eyes away from his, she looked down...
And promptly shrieked, her face going from normal to crimson in two point five seconds flat as she dropped the parchment and jumped to her feet, sputtering and pointing at first the scroll, and then him.
The entire group stared at her, jaws dropping, and eyes popping at her reaction, as Sesshoumaru merely snickered and walked back to his spot by the fire calmly. “Retrieve the scroll, miko – I have no desire to lose it. It has been in my family for quite some time.”
“You... that... how... where...” she inhaled, then exhaled, trying mightily to get herself under control, and then, teeth gritted, she managed to finally get her question out – almost calmly. “Where in the hell did you get your hands on a copy of something like that?! And why are you giving it to me?!”
A single brow rose slowly as he looked her over from head to toe, and said, “I assumed you would prefer this method of learning what you will need to know rather than shall we say, a live lesson? If I was wrong, however, I would not be averse to providing you with a visual aid... as long as I was with you, of course.”
Miroku's expression closely resembled one who had just received a divine visitation once he realized what was in that scroll, and as he made to slither over and make a grab for it, Kagome snatched it up and clutched it to her chest, a horrified look on her face.
“Oh no you don't, Miroku! There is no way on this earth I am letting you look at this, this... this porn! You're bad enough without it!” Stalking over to her bag, she shoved the rolled parchment into it, snapping the lid closed, and then sat down, pulled it into her lap and glared at everyone warningly. “If I catch any one of you even thinking about looking at this bag, I'll destroy you!”
Miroku looked crestfallen, though all the rest of the adults save Sesshoumaru looked embarrassed, and they all nodded, quite happy not to have to look at said scroll. Kagome was relieved that the children were already asleep – that cut out the awkward questions that she would never be able to bring herself to answer.
Her relief was short lived, however, as Sesshoumaru just had to add in his two-yen's worth once more.
“You, miko, will, however, be studying that material every evening before bed... and I will make sure that you do,” he said, dark promise in his voice.
Kagome slumped over her bag with a whimper.
Mommy!
Koga had also made himself scarce, though that was because Sesshoumaru had come very close to turning him into a eunuch one morning as he'd attempted to sneak into a very tired miko's sleeping bag – while she was occupying it. The only reason the male was still counted a male was because, as horrified as she'd been to find out what he'd been up to, she still hadn't wanted to have a permanent memento of the of the hard-headed wolf to remember him by, and Sesshoumaru's suggestion that he would present the aforementioned part to Kagome as a trophy was enough to get her to demand he desist with his torment of Koga. The fool had scampered off immediately the daiyoukai had released him, and hadn't been seen since.
Thank the kami for small favors, was all Kagome could think.
That left Inuyasha – and he was even more hard-headed and stubborn than the wolf, though he had better sense than to try to sneak into Kagome's bedding – he was more frightened of her than he was of his brother, and that stood her in good stead... usually.
So it was that things around the group had calmed somewhat, though Miroku was still reluctant to get too close to his miko friend after the ass-whipping she'd given him for inviting Naraku into the betting pool he'd created. As much as Sango had always pounded him, Kagome had given him one worse, and he still had a lump on his head from that day... Sango had been most impressed, seeing as how her best friend hadn't even used hiraikotsu to inflict the damage.
For all of that, however, she still had the big dog himself to deal with... and it wasn't getting any easier as time went on. Nope, Sesshoumaru was most excellent at making a pest of himself – he was absolutely determined not to give her a moment's breathing space, and Kagome was beginning to wonder if she shouldn't just give in – under the ancient wisdom that gave out that once a male had caught what he was chasing, he would then proceed to ignore it, deeming it of no more importance.
She would enjoy being ignored right about now, really she would. If only she could convince that stubborn dog of that, she'd be in heaven, but alas, no such luck for a poor, put-upon priestess.
She'd noted, rather absently at first, that the silver-haired inu had been sending Jaken back and forth on Ah-Uhn to his shiro quite frequently of late, and as it continued, she began to get very curious. It seemed that the only thing the toad ever returned with were scrolls – that the dai would look over most carefully, an even more green Jaken than usual standing by, then he would frown, shake his head, and hand the scrolls back to said toad, and send him off again... only to turn around and do it again.
This went on for several days every evening after they'd made camp, and Kagome – as well as everyone else – was so curious by this time that she was almost ready to actually approach the dog and ask.
Now, normally, she wouldn't dream of doing so – something like that was an open invitation to the annoying male, and he would usually take the opportunity to run his hands places they had no business being. It was Miroku all over again, only worse, because hiraikotsu wouldn't work on Sesshoumaru.
Finally, one evening, after Jaken had made two trips, Sesshoumaru seemed to find what he'd been looking for, if the sudden loss of the scowl that had been adorning his face lately was any indication. Jaken looked so relieved, that the entire group was almost dying to see what was in those scrolls – and why Jaken inevitably looked embarrassed to death at even holding them.
Inuyasha was the first to break. “Oi, bastard... what the hell was up with all that with Jaken playing fetch? What was so damn important about those scrolls?”
Warning bells went off in Kagome's head when the daiyoukai looked at his brother, and then slanted a smirk her way. She just knew, right then, that she absolutely did not want to know the answer to that question. Unfortunately, it appeared it was too late to run, as Sesshoumaru stood to his feet with a smug expression and walked over to her, holding out the scroll for her to take.
She tried to avoid doing so, but he refused to move, holding it out until she finally gave in and took it, very reluctantly. “Why are you giving this to me? He's the one that asked – give it to him, because I'm somehow very sure that I don't want it!”
The smug expression on his face intensified, and he slowly shook his head, those mesmerizing silver locks floating around him, drawing her eyes, just as he knew they would. “This is for you to read, miko – call it educational material you will need to know for our mating night, if you will. Familiarize yourself with the information contained within, Kagome – you will most definitely be using it,” he purred.
Eyes wide, she gulped, and slowly rolled open the scroll. Almost ripping her eyes away from his, she looked down...
And promptly shrieked, her face going from normal to crimson in two point five seconds flat as she dropped the parchment and jumped to her feet, sputtering and pointing at first the scroll, and then him.
The entire group stared at her, jaws dropping, and eyes popping at her reaction, as Sesshoumaru merely snickered and walked back to his spot by the fire calmly. “Retrieve the scroll, miko – I have no desire to lose it. It has been in my family for quite some time.”
“You... that... how... where...” she inhaled, then exhaled, trying mightily to get herself under control, and then, teeth gritted, she managed to finally get her question out – almost calmly. “Where in the hell did you get your hands on a copy of something like that?! And why are you giving it to me?!”
A single brow rose slowly as he looked her over from head to toe, and said, “I assumed you would prefer this method of learning what you will need to know rather than shall we say, a live lesson? If I was wrong, however, I would not be averse to providing you with a visual aid... as long as I was with you, of course.”
Miroku's expression closely resembled one who had just received a divine visitation once he realized what was in that scroll, and as he made to slither over and make a grab for it, Kagome snatched it up and clutched it to her chest, a horrified look on her face.
“Oh no you don't, Miroku! There is no way on this earth I am letting you look at this, this... this porn! You're bad enough without it!” Stalking over to her bag, she shoved the rolled parchment into it, snapping the lid closed, and then sat down, pulled it into her lap and glared at everyone warningly. “If I catch any one of you even thinking about looking at this bag, I'll destroy you!”
Miroku looked crestfallen, though all the rest of the adults save Sesshoumaru looked embarrassed, and they all nodded, quite happy not to have to look at said scroll. Kagome was relieved that the children were already asleep – that cut out the awkward questions that she would never be able to bring herself to answer.
Her relief was short lived, however, as Sesshoumaru just had to add in his two-yen's worth once more.
“You, miko, will, however, be studying that material every evening before bed... and I will make sure that you do,” he said, dark promise in his voice.
Kagome slumped over her bag with a whimper.
Mommy!