InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Allies with Benefits ❯ Interrupted….AGAIN! ( Chapter 4 )

Allies with Benefits

Chapter Four: Interrupted….AGAIN!

“So, Rin's doing well is she?”

“Aye, she possesses the spirit of a miko. All we need do is harness it.”

“Well, that's good.” Kagome smiled as she ladled some soup into a bowl and took a seat near the fire. Glancing out the window to where Inuyasha sat guarding the hut, she sighed. “He still hasn't moved.”

“Aye, I feel he still expects an attack from Sesshoumaru.”

Their hanyou friend had been sitting in the exact same spot since they'd gotten back from the hot spring the night before. Sesshoumaru hadn't shown his face once in that time, but his aura was still whispering around them as if to make sure they knew he was still nearby.

“But I mean, if he was going to attack, he would have done it already.” Grumbling about the dense nature of unnamed hanyou, Kagome once again got up and ladled some soup into a bowl before heading outside. “Hey,” she said, sitting down next to her grumpy friend. “I brought you some soup.”

“Thanks, but I'm not hungry.”

Used to this sort of reaction, Kagome set the bowl between them, knowing he would pick it up when he was ready. Then she waited. He seemed especially determined to ignore her today, but she wasn't in any hurry. That was the only way to really connect with Inuyasha. You couldn't rush him or he'd block you out entirely. So, she waited. Finally, after what seemed ages, he sighed.

“I know, you know…” he said softly, picking up his now cold soup.

“Huh?”

“You told Kaede if Sesshoumaru was going to attack he would have done it by now. Well, I know that. It's just; he's hunted me for so long, it's difficult to accept peace. I keep expecting him to appear before me, sword drawn, ready for a fight.”

“But you have to remember, Rin is here now. He wants Kaede to train her to become a miko. He has more honor than to attack his daughter's teacher, or her friends. “

“Tch. Honor? Sesshoumaru?”

“Yes Inuyasha, he does have honor.”

“He used a fake of my mother!”

“That was years ago! Don't forget you tricked me into releasing you before trying to kill me.”

“But did I drag your mother into it?”

“Well, no. But still.”

He sighed. “I know you're right; he's not going to attack. But it's just difficult.”

“You can't teach an old dog new tricks.”

“Huh?”

“Oh nothing, it's just a saying from my time.” They sat in companionable silence for a few more minutes before Kagome stood and stretched. “Well, I'm going back inside to wait for Sango. Would you consider coming in with me?”

“Maybe in a bit.”

Nodding, Kagome glanced at the disappearing sun and tried one last time. “Don't stay out too long,” she said softly, watching as his human features consumed his body. When Sango returned later that night, Kagome quickly offered to go to the hot springs with her.

“But Kagome, didn't you take a bath last night?”

“Hey, where I come from, people take baths every day, sometimes twice!”

“Alright, alright,” the young exterminator chuckled. “Just let me take this soup out to Miroku. He said he wanted to wait and eat when he got back from helping Hiyoshi, but they've been out there all day and the poor boy still hasn't been able to summon any power into his sutras. I'm hoping the smell of food will convince them to stop for the night.” Kagome nodded as her friend ladled two servings of soup into the thermoses Kagome had brought Kaede last winter.

Kaede wasn't the only one with a new pupil; a young man from the next village over had also started training under Miroku. It seems while the young boy's village had a priest, he wasn't much for teaching. The boy had stated on several occasions that he much preferred Miroku's teaching style. He was currently trying to focus on summoning his power and Miroku said the boy had potential—but personally, Kagome couldn't see it. He was almost as hopeless as her grandfather, and that was saying something. But then again, he'd barely started training since he was technically supposed to be training under the priest in his own village. Therefore, he was only able to come when the old man was too busy to do anything—which wasn't often.

Miroku thought the boy was foolish walking all the way here just to get in a few measly hours of training, but Kagome understood. Miroku had a lot more experience fighting youkai due to their extensive travels in search of the shards, and he also had a different philosophy regarding youkai in general. From what she'd heard, the old priest was of the opinion that the only good youkai was a dead one. And on the other hand, Miroku's best friend was a hanyou. She could tell this young man held Miroku in a much higher light because of that. Hiyoshi had not actually met Inuyasha yet, since the hanyou always claimed to be too busy whenever the boy came around, but Shippou often joined them so that Hiyoshi could try to pinpoint the kit's youki—which the monk said Hiyoshi hadn't been able to do yet either. But she had faith in Miroku's skill; she just hoped he didn't teach the boy his lechery too.

When Sango came back, grumbling about `lecherous monks who ought to know better than to act that way in front of their students,' the girls gathered their stuff and headed off to the springs. They stopped long enough to bribe Shippou into sounding the alarm if either of their male companions tried to veer into the general vicinity of the spring, before heading out.

“Ahhh…” Kagome said as she slid into the water. “That feels soooo good.”

“Agreed.”

Kagome didn't want to admit it, but she'd been rather sore since her little encounter the night before. And the hot water was working wonders on her sensitive muscles. Leaning back, Kagome closed her eyes and relaxed…until Sango's voice reminded her of a rather important detail she'd overlooked.

“Kagome, what's that mark on your shoulder?”

CRAP!!!!!!!

After numerous stammers and several thought processes, Kagome managed to tell Sango that she'd gotten the mark at home while playing with her cat. Sango didn't seem convinced, but Kagome was hoping the exterminator would at least notice the apparent brush off and leave it at that. She dunked under the water, tangling her hands in her hair to loosen the knots that had formed during the day. When she resurfaced, Sango had turned away from her to wash her own hair so Kagome sighed knowing she'd escaped further questioning.

They finished their bath in relative silence, each caught up in their own thoughts, but just as Sango stood to get out, a twig snapped a few feet into the trees. Without wasting a second, the demon slayer picked up a rock from the bank and flung it towards the sound, both girls laughing as the unconscious form of Miroku fell through the underbrush to land face down in the dirt.

Kagome couldn't help her chuckle. “Serves him right!”

“Do you think I overdid it?”

Her companion slowly exited the spring to check on the now unconscious monk while Kagome continued to cackle. “Nah, he deserved it. Kami knows he should know better than to peep by now. He's just lucky you left your hirakotsu at the hut.”

“I guess. Well, either way, he's out cold. I'm going to have to drag him back now I suppose.”

“Alright,” Kagome said, getting ready to leave the spring herself until she felt the unmistakable whisper of a claw run down the side of her neck and her name ghosted from an unseen being behind her. Sinking back down into the water, she smiled. “I'll, uh…I'll catch up with you. I'm not done soaking just yet.”

Her friend glanced at her briefly before shrugging and picking up the monk. “Alright, but don't stay out too late. You know how Inuyasha gets when you wander off on his human nights.”

“I'll be right behind you. I promise.”

Hoping she hadn't just willingly left herself alone with an attacker, Kagome quickly rinsed any remaining suds from her body as someone slid off the rocks behind her into the water. A strong arm soon wrapped around her waist and she noted with a mixture of excitement and relief that the wrist of her assailant bore two maroon stripes. Smiling, she leaned back, tilting her head as soft lips touched the flesh of her neck.

“Mmm, hello again.”

He merely grunted in response, his attention never leaving her neck. Kagome grinned as his hand came up to fondle her breast. “I hadn't expected you back quite so soon. Miss me that much?” He responded by pressing his body flush against her, and she gasped as she realized he had apparently missed her quite a lot. She hesitantly reached behind her and ran her fingers down the length of him, restraining a giggle when he laid his forehead on her shoulder and groaned. Emboldened by his reaction, she wrapped her fingers around the shaft and slid her hand down, putting just a little pressure into her caress. With the angle he was standing at, it was difficult to touch him like she desperately wanted to, but she managed. Her fingers glided over his hardness, gradually faster and tenser he suckled on her neck.

Suddenly, he spun them around and his lips descended on hers like a parched man after water. Kagome mewled into his touch, her slender fingers gliding up to touch his bicep. Vaguely she noticed he was moving them back to the rocks that lined the back of the spring. He lifted her up, his lips ghosting down her neck as he laid her on a large rock. He stopped momentarily to pay homage to her nipples before continuing his journey down her body.

Kagome hummed quietly and wove her fingers into his hair, massaging his scalp as his lips trailed ever downward. She felt his warm breath caress her folds as he finally reached his destination. When he didn't immediately touch her, Kagome gave his head a tiny push, shivering when he chuckled.

“Patience little one,” he rumbled, giving her inner thigh a lick. “This Sesshoumaru will not disappoint you.”

She moaned in response, her fingers twisting in his silken locks as his lips descended to her core. Her body jolted as his lips touched her clit and his fingers gently parted her folds. His tongue dipped into her and she shivered in pleasure. The sensation of his warm rough tongue lapping at her folds was like nothing she could have imagined and she was at once hurled into a world of stars and colors. She threw her head back as her pleasure mounted and the imaginary coil within her wound tighter and tighter, but just before her body could ignite, he withdrew; pulling her off the rock and back into the water before she could even process what was happening.

“Why…wh”

“The hanyou approaches,” he growled, clearly just as annoyed at the interruption as she was.

“GAH! Damn him! Couldn't he just give me a minute to myself?! I figured he'd at least give me a few minutes before he sent out the search parties!” Turning to glance at her lover, Kagome sighed. “He won't let me out of his sight for the rest of the night now. Next time we should come up with a plan to avoid being detected. I'm tired of his interruptions.”

“He will be harder to fool when his youki returns.”

“I know,” she grumbled, absentmindedly tracing a pattern on his chest. “Isn't there a way to hide your scent from him? I don't want to wait until he turns human again to finish what we started.”

“I will look into it.”

She reluctantly moved to the edge of the spring and he followed, surprising her by pulling her back against his body. “Until next time,” he rumbled, running his tongue down the line of her shoulder before releasing her and retreating into the trees.

Kagome watched him go; only turning to dress when his form had completely faded from her view. Grumbling the whole time about over protective hanyous who should butt out of her sex life, she slowly walked towards the village.

But at least now she knew he would return.