InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Accidentally Funny ❯ Cats in the Bathwater ( Chapter 17 )
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By: kanna37 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 10.08.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 988 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 10.08.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 988 | Status: Work In Progress
Cats in the Bathwater
Kagome glanced over at an oddly subdued Sango, and sighed wearily. It had been a long day.
A long, hot day.
For some reason, it was hotter than it should have been – like a heatwave was blasting the lands, and it was affecting the group quite harshly. All except Sesshoumaru, of course – once again, no matter how hot the day, he looked cool and collected.
Jerk.
For the rest of them, though, heat equaled misery, and misery, at least in the case of one fiery miko, equaled a bad time for the rest of the group. Kagome was very grouchy when she was hot – and dirty and sticky and sweaty... and all those other appellations that made up an extremely uncomfortable state.
Now, it hadn't taken long after Sesshoumaru had joined the group for him to figure all that out, and so, with a quick, sidelong glance at the grumpy miko, he lifted his nose into the wind and sniffed, looking for water. Fortunately for all of them, he scented a good source of cold water not far off, and immediately led the group in that direction.
It was a good thing he did.
The moment the sparkling blue waters came into sight, Kagome let out with a squeal of delight, dropped her bag, and started digging for her bathing items, clothes, and a towel.
“Sango,” she sang out happily, “wanna come take a nice, cool, refreshing bath?”
Sango eyed the river approvingly and nodded. It was a deep slow-moving river, and its source was obviously in the mountains, meaning that even with the heat, it would still be nice and cold. Just what the slayer ordered.
“Absolutely, Kagome,” Sango caroled back. “Let me grab my things, and I'll be right with you.”
The males of the group simply eyed the females warily, though Sesshoumaru quickly spoke up. “Miko – you will take Rin with you, as well as the kit.”
Kagome glanced at him and nodded, smiling cheerfully. She was well aware that he'd deliberately looked for a place with water for them, and she was very grateful. “Sure – come on, Rin, and join us. The water will feel really good!”
Shippo shouted happily as Rin grinned, and within moments, the two adults and two children were off around a small bend for privacy's sake. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed on the monk whose eyes had already begun to glint with a mad hentai light.
“Monk, you will not move from this camp. If you do, this Sesshoumaru will relieve you of the body parts that encourage your hentai tendencies.”
Miroku gaped at him for a moment. “Huh?”
Inuyasha plopped onto the ground and snorted disgustedly at the monk. “Sheesh, pay attention to something other than naked women, you letch. The frigid prick there was tellin' you he was gonna cut of your man parts if you even think of wandering out of this camp.”
The monk paled, then nodded hastily – as much as he adored the idea of seeing naked Sango and Kagome, losing his closest friend for the privilege was sort of defeating the whole purpose of all the spying. He'd have to find something else to occupy his thoughts...
Satisfied that the monk would cooperate, the daiyoukai ordered that camp be set up, and just like that, Miroku had something else to occupy his mind – and hands.
Kagome sighed with complete happiness as she sank her weary body into the cold, cold waters of the river, feeling so refreshed just from the coolness of the fluid meandering past her flesh.
“Oh... this is so nice,” she said softly. “I'm going to have to do something nice for Sesshoumaru to pay him back for finding this place for us.”
Lifting languid hands, she ran her fingers through her heated locks of hair, still overly warm from the rays of the sun, and then she took a deep breath, and dunked herself under, shuddering with the pleasure of the heat being so rapidly cooled. Coming back up, she flung her now soaked tresses over her shoulder, and then moved towards a rock to take a seat.
Sango was enjoying the water just as much, and the two children even more, rushing around at the shallow edge of the river and splashing each other happily. Kagome smiled – they were so cute.
Her smile fell off her face between one second and the next as her brain melted down and her mouth froze...
There was a very obviously naked male figure coming up from under the water, and all she and Sango could do was stare, shocked speechless.
He was gorgeous. And neko.
“Uhh,” Kagome stuttered out, “I thought cats hated water.” It was the only thing her stunned mind could squeeze out.
The male turned and smiled dangerously at the two females in his sights, making both their hearts beat much, much faster.
“I am tora – we enjoy water, unlike most other neko,” he purred. “And especially when there are such... attractive females in the water with us.” A smirk curled one side of his strangely beautiful mouth, and jaws dropped...
And then Shippo started shouting, Rin started screaming, and Sango and Kagome dropped back into the water, covering their chests with their hands as they both turned beet red, horribly embarrassed to have been caught out gawking at the handsome male like village idiots while showing off some of their assets.
The youkai merely laughed, a deep rumble, even as Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha both crashed into the small glade surrounding that part of the riverbank, followed by Miroku. Both inu's hackles raised at the sight before them.
“You would do well to turn and leave this area now, neko,” Sesshoumaru growled, deadly intent in the sound.
The tora glanced appraisingly at the opposing male, then shrugged and began to wade from the river, at which point both women immediately blushed even deeper and dropped their eyes.
With an amused glance back at the two attractive women, the tora, said, “Perhaps I will instead claim the two females for myself, inu.” The last word was said with just as much derision as Sesshoumaru had placed upon the word describing his own race.
And that pissed Kagome right off, which, anyone who knew her could tell you, was tantamount to her losing every last bit of sense she possessed. Standing up, conveniently forgetting that she was still naked, she pointed at the tora and started yelling.
“Now wait just a damn minute, you overgrown housecat! I'm not some catnip patch you can just claim and then roll in! How dare you?!” she shrieked. Suddenly noting the interested male stares, and glazed eyes, along with the very angry, red-eyed daiyoukai standing on the riverbank, Kagome realized the show she was giving the whole crowd.
It occurred to her in that moment that she had a couple of choices. She could, one, scream, drop back into the river, and resign herself to a permanently ruddy complexion over the embarrassment of this whole episode, or, two, she could thumb her nose at the lot of them, show her disdain by climbing out of the river and grabbing her clothes and walking back to camp - as if there were nothing wrong with her doing so, naked or not.
Kagome chose option two.
Getting out of the water with a sort of grand indifference, she stalked towards her clothing and towel, completely ignoring the staring males, and the now growling Sesshoumaru, and picking up her things, she turned with a sniff, stuck her nose in the air, motioned for the children to follow, and then stormed off back towards the camp, while every male eye was plastered to her sweetly swaying backside.
Not a one of the males there had ever seen the likes of that, and they all privately concluded that they most likely never would again... while Sesshoumaru's mind was set that they certainly never would. Only he would be allowed to see such a sight again.
With a vicious snarl, he brought everyone's attention back to himself, and once again the tora eyed him, before glancing back at the awed Sango. “I think that maybe I will content myself with one female...” he trailed off, only to feel a surge of enraged holy energy flood the area from a suddenly pissed monk.
“Not if you want to stay alive, you won't,” Miroku spat. “She's taken, and so is the Lady Kagome – if you want a woman, go steal one from somewhere else!”
With a rather irritated sigh, the neko shrugged again, and waded the rest of the way out of the river, reached behind a bush to grab his own clothing, and then turned on his heel and walked away without another word.
The three males still left in the clearing began to settle down...
Until Sesshoumaru realized that the mangy feline had wandered off in the direction of camp.
When the explosion that followed had finally died down, the neko found himself two miles away...
And picking splinters out of his ass for weeks.
Apparently, it didn't pay to piss off the Western Lord.
Pissing off his Lady, though...
Now that had been interesting.
-sSs-
A/N: Could you just see someone having the nerve to do something like that? I would never have had the guts... but I'd give all props to someone who did!
Amber
Kagome glanced over at an oddly subdued Sango, and sighed wearily. It had been a long day.
A long, hot day.
For some reason, it was hotter than it should have been – like a heatwave was blasting the lands, and it was affecting the group quite harshly. All except Sesshoumaru, of course – once again, no matter how hot the day, he looked cool and collected.
Jerk.
For the rest of them, though, heat equaled misery, and misery, at least in the case of one fiery miko, equaled a bad time for the rest of the group. Kagome was very grouchy when she was hot – and dirty and sticky and sweaty... and all those other appellations that made up an extremely uncomfortable state.
Now, it hadn't taken long after Sesshoumaru had joined the group for him to figure all that out, and so, with a quick, sidelong glance at the grumpy miko, he lifted his nose into the wind and sniffed, looking for water. Fortunately for all of them, he scented a good source of cold water not far off, and immediately led the group in that direction.
It was a good thing he did.
The moment the sparkling blue waters came into sight, Kagome let out with a squeal of delight, dropped her bag, and started digging for her bathing items, clothes, and a towel.
“Sango,” she sang out happily, “wanna come take a nice, cool, refreshing bath?”
Sango eyed the river approvingly and nodded. It was a deep slow-moving river, and its source was obviously in the mountains, meaning that even with the heat, it would still be nice and cold. Just what the slayer ordered.
“Absolutely, Kagome,” Sango caroled back. “Let me grab my things, and I'll be right with you.”
The males of the group simply eyed the females warily, though Sesshoumaru quickly spoke up. “Miko – you will take Rin with you, as well as the kit.”
Kagome glanced at him and nodded, smiling cheerfully. She was well aware that he'd deliberately looked for a place with water for them, and she was very grateful. “Sure – come on, Rin, and join us. The water will feel really good!”
Shippo shouted happily as Rin grinned, and within moments, the two adults and two children were off around a small bend for privacy's sake. Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed on the monk whose eyes had already begun to glint with a mad hentai light.
“Monk, you will not move from this camp. If you do, this Sesshoumaru will relieve you of the body parts that encourage your hentai tendencies.”
Miroku gaped at him for a moment. “Huh?”
Inuyasha plopped onto the ground and snorted disgustedly at the monk. “Sheesh, pay attention to something other than naked women, you letch. The frigid prick there was tellin' you he was gonna cut of your man parts if you even think of wandering out of this camp.”
The monk paled, then nodded hastily – as much as he adored the idea of seeing naked Sango and Kagome, losing his closest friend for the privilege was sort of defeating the whole purpose of all the spying. He'd have to find something else to occupy his thoughts...
Satisfied that the monk would cooperate, the daiyoukai ordered that camp be set up, and just like that, Miroku had something else to occupy his mind – and hands.
Kagome sighed with complete happiness as she sank her weary body into the cold, cold waters of the river, feeling so refreshed just from the coolness of the fluid meandering past her flesh.
“Oh... this is so nice,” she said softly. “I'm going to have to do something nice for Sesshoumaru to pay him back for finding this place for us.”
Lifting languid hands, she ran her fingers through her heated locks of hair, still overly warm from the rays of the sun, and then she took a deep breath, and dunked herself under, shuddering with the pleasure of the heat being so rapidly cooled. Coming back up, she flung her now soaked tresses over her shoulder, and then moved towards a rock to take a seat.
Sango was enjoying the water just as much, and the two children even more, rushing around at the shallow edge of the river and splashing each other happily. Kagome smiled – they were so cute.
Her smile fell off her face between one second and the next as her brain melted down and her mouth froze...
There was a very obviously naked male figure coming up from under the water, and all she and Sango could do was stare, shocked speechless.
He was gorgeous. And neko.
“Uhh,” Kagome stuttered out, “I thought cats hated water.” It was the only thing her stunned mind could squeeze out.
The male turned and smiled dangerously at the two females in his sights, making both their hearts beat much, much faster.
“I am tora – we enjoy water, unlike most other neko,” he purred. “And especially when there are such... attractive females in the water with us.” A smirk curled one side of his strangely beautiful mouth, and jaws dropped...
And then Shippo started shouting, Rin started screaming, and Sango and Kagome dropped back into the water, covering their chests with their hands as they both turned beet red, horribly embarrassed to have been caught out gawking at the handsome male like village idiots while showing off some of their assets.
The youkai merely laughed, a deep rumble, even as Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha both crashed into the small glade surrounding that part of the riverbank, followed by Miroku. Both inu's hackles raised at the sight before them.
“You would do well to turn and leave this area now, neko,” Sesshoumaru growled, deadly intent in the sound.
The tora glanced appraisingly at the opposing male, then shrugged and began to wade from the river, at which point both women immediately blushed even deeper and dropped their eyes.
With an amused glance back at the two attractive women, the tora, said, “Perhaps I will instead claim the two females for myself, inu.” The last word was said with just as much derision as Sesshoumaru had placed upon the word describing his own race.
And that pissed Kagome right off, which, anyone who knew her could tell you, was tantamount to her losing every last bit of sense she possessed. Standing up, conveniently forgetting that she was still naked, she pointed at the tora and started yelling.
“Now wait just a damn minute, you overgrown housecat! I'm not some catnip patch you can just claim and then roll in! How dare you?!” she shrieked. Suddenly noting the interested male stares, and glazed eyes, along with the very angry, red-eyed daiyoukai standing on the riverbank, Kagome realized the show she was giving the whole crowd.
It occurred to her in that moment that she had a couple of choices. She could, one, scream, drop back into the river, and resign herself to a permanently ruddy complexion over the embarrassment of this whole episode, or, two, she could thumb her nose at the lot of them, show her disdain by climbing out of the river and grabbing her clothes and walking back to camp - as if there were nothing wrong with her doing so, naked or not.
Kagome chose option two.
Getting out of the water with a sort of grand indifference, she stalked towards her clothing and towel, completely ignoring the staring males, and the now growling Sesshoumaru, and picking up her things, she turned with a sniff, stuck her nose in the air, motioned for the children to follow, and then stormed off back towards the camp, while every male eye was plastered to her sweetly swaying backside.
Not a one of the males there had ever seen the likes of that, and they all privately concluded that they most likely never would again... while Sesshoumaru's mind was set that they certainly never would. Only he would be allowed to see such a sight again.
With a vicious snarl, he brought everyone's attention back to himself, and once again the tora eyed him, before glancing back at the awed Sango. “I think that maybe I will content myself with one female...” he trailed off, only to feel a surge of enraged holy energy flood the area from a suddenly pissed monk.
“Not if you want to stay alive, you won't,” Miroku spat. “She's taken, and so is the Lady Kagome – if you want a woman, go steal one from somewhere else!”
With a rather irritated sigh, the neko shrugged again, and waded the rest of the way out of the river, reached behind a bush to grab his own clothing, and then turned on his heel and walked away without another word.
The three males still left in the clearing began to settle down...
Until Sesshoumaru realized that the mangy feline had wandered off in the direction of camp.
When the explosion that followed had finally died down, the neko found himself two miles away...
And picking splinters out of his ass for weeks.
Apparently, it didn't pay to piss off the Western Lord.
Pissing off his Lady, though...
Now that had been interesting.
-sSs-
A/N: Could you just see someone having the nerve to do something like that? I would never have had the guts... but I'd give all props to someone who did!
Amber