InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bed Ridden ❯ Interuptions? No, Never! ( Chapter 24 )

General Info: Round Robin #1 for the Monk_and_Miko Yahoo! group.

Title: Bed Ridden

Summary: He's lived through a curse hand, demons, and a hanyou with an attitude- but can our sixteenth century houshi live through the stimulations of the twentieth century?

Rating: PG-13

Chapter Author: Crimson Demon

Chapter Summary: Why little brothers aren't all what they're cracked up to be.

Disclaimer: Too tired to think up anything else besides- I don't own. Blah.

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Chapter 24: Interuptions? No, Never!

Kagome awoke with a startled jump at the loud roar of, "WHAT?!" but after a few long moments of hearing nothing further, she sleepily dismissed it as her dreams and fell back into deep sleep. Miroku entered the room not moment's later, a perfectly wicked grin plastered on his handsome face, knowing that this would probably come back to bite him in the rear later, but still, it was so worth it. He closed the door with a soft kick and made his way back over to the bed where Kagome was still asleep; even after her mother's loud demanding that he explain himself. Hand reaching down to tug at the ties of his blue robe, he pulled it off and tossed it on the back of one of the chairs she used when she was studding at her desk. Pulling back the pink sheets of her bed, he slid back in beside her, grimacing when his stitches pulled once more. Shifting until he was comfortable on his back with the younger girl curled up against his side as she was before her mother interrupted them.

She loved him.

Loved him.

Still, his mind didn't seem to want to wrap around this fact- even if it was exceedingly gratifying. What he was sure was a huge, idiotic smile crossed his face but he really didn't care. Bringing an arm up to wrap around her, he fell back into a wonderfully warm and peaceful dreamland.

* * *

Late that night, Kagome awoke once more, this time with a startled gasp, seeing a pair of huge eyes mere millimeters from her own face. "AUGH!" She sat up with a shrill scream, inadvertently putting her hands down to push herself up, and one hand feeling the bed, the other landing squarely on the sleeping monk's stomach (narrowly missing his healing injuries). This prompted the cat on her chest to let out a yowl and leap off of her, landing on the bare chest of the now very awake Miroku, claws extending and digging in before leaping off. Kagome whipped her head around, and caught sight of her hand splayed on his stomach, yelped again, and jerked back so hard that she fell off the bed, and sprawled out on the floor with the wind knocked out of her painfully.

Footsteps hurried up the stairs, the door bursting open with three concerned faces becoming vaguely visible. Souta, rolling his eyes once he saw what was going on, simply waved his hand as a dismissal, and staggered back to his room. The sight that met both Risa's eyes, and that of her grandfather's, was Miroku leaning over one side of the bed with his head turned toward the door, face the epitome of innocence, Kagome lying on the floor on her back, panting for a breath. Buyo was the least worried of the trio, licking absently at his paws, watching the two with a feline look of boredom.

"What is going on?" Risa demanded, eyes flashing from each of the people in the room. Kagome sat up with a groan, brushing back her sleep-messed hair and blinking owlishly.

"I knew it! I knew it! Evil spirits are here, and it's all because of this ancient-"

"Jii-chan!" The older woman snapped, thwacking him on the head gently with the flat of her hand. He glared at her, as intimidating as he could, but sadly for an old man who barely hit five feet, he was not terribly frightening. "Jii-chan, why don't you head back to bed, I'll make sure these two are all right." A much more evil glare was sent toward Kagome, who smiled sheepishly back.

Grumbling about spirits and evil, non-believing human's, he walked back to his room, leaving the three alone. "Mama- it wasn't something that-"

"I assure you that nothing-"

"Mrow."

"I honestly don't want to know." Risa tugged a hand through her hair, a sigh escaping her. "I realize that you weren't doing anything, as you were asleep." A relieved look crossed Kagome's face, as she pushed herself up to sit on the bed. Miroku shifted slightly to let her have room, smothering a yawn. "Now, you should both get back to sleep, Miroku, you're still recovering and Kagome, I know that you're still tired from getting so little sleep." Kagome grinned sleepily, grabbing a pillow and hugging it close. "Goodnight you two..."

Was she doing the right thing? Her Kagome had grown up so fast ever since she turned fifteen, met the half-demon Inuyasha (who she wondered about, she hadn't seen him in such a long time) and had to put the Shikon Jewel back together. Was this monk as trust-worthy as she wanted to believe? And again, what about Inuyasha? Didn't Kagome love him?

Turning the corner, into her own room, Risa made a mental note to ask Kagome when they got up tomorrow morning.

* * *

"But mom!" Shifting restlessly from foot to foot, Souta, pouting as best he could, begged. "Please mom?! Kagome said that they'd be up by 10! And it's almost noon! So I need to wake them up! It-it's my duty!" His mother cocked an eyebrow at him, knowing from many experiences, that he was planning something to do to his older sister.

"If she gets you back, I pretend not to notice, just so you know."

His eyes widened. "Yes, Souta, that means that she can get you back for whatever you are thinking about doing. Is it really worth it?"

There was a moment of silence as Souta contemplated, "Yes!" And then he rushed out the shoji door, no doubt getting the things he needed to pull off his own rendition of a wake-up call.

* * *

'I will never get tired of waking up like this.' Stroking a finger over the sleeping girl's face, he grinned when she mumbled something under her breath. 'Never, not in a thousand years, will I tire of this.' Leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth, delighting when she turned her head blindly searching for his own lips. "Good morning..." He murmured, running his fingertips across her cheek again. Brown eyes flickered open and a smile crossed her own lips as she awoke slowly.

"Hi..." Reaching a hand up to rub at her eyes, she yawned hugely, and then stretched leisurely. "What time is it?" He shrugged slightly; instead opting to cover her own body with his and kiss her silly.

* * *

Silently, he crept in to the room, not using the window as he had wanted too, knowing that they would hear it if one of them was awake. So he used the hallways, making sure that his feet did not make a creak that would announce his arrival before he could complete what he had set out to do. Hand slowly turning the doorknob, he peeked in the room, and resisted the urge to gag at the sight. Instead, he reached in to his small pouch that he had brought, and pulled out a round; large, white, water filled balloon. Taking aim carefully, he used his other hand to bring the whistle to his lips.

In a quick movement, he threw the balloon at the monk's back and blew on the whistle as hard as he possible could, creating a sharp, piercing noise that he was sure startled them more then the water balloon did. Knowing that if he stuck around, he would be in deeper trouble then if he ran, he grabbed the door handle and yanked it shut before making his way as fast as he could out the door and to safety.

Inside the room however, a particularly well-drenched monk was staring down at an equally stunned girl, "What...was... that?" He asked softly, feeling water run down his legs and sides. She resisted the urge to snicker at his face and settled for pushing him gently off of her, and grimacing when she noticed that she had gotten wet as well.

"My brother's demented sense of humor. It was a water balloon, lovely invention, no?" Shaking her head as she pushed herself out of the bed as well, the girl sighed once more. "I need a shower." She added, once she remembered his earlier comment of, 'You need some sleep, you look like hell.' Glaring at Miroku when he smirked, she added, "Don't say it."

He fluttered his eyelashes, trying to look slightly innocent. "I wasn't going to…"

"Don't think it then."

"Too late, my dear Kagome, much, much too late."

* * *

The gods seemed to be allied against them, as both Miroku and the freshly washed Kagome realized very soon that afternoon. Not only had Souta ruined their morning escapade, but also it then seemed as if every single person that they knew or had come in to contact with (however slightly) was intent on interrupting any moment that they got alone. First, had been the bathroom, where he had walked in on her after she had showered ('Accident?' Kagome had wondered later on. 'Ha, I think not.') And had kissed her silly once more. As if planned, Jii-chan walked in on the two, seeing Miroku's hand where it was not suppose to be, and had chased him around the house shouting out, "Keep your hands off of my granddaughter!"

As if that wasn't bad enough, once Jii-chan had left to go and work on the shrine, Risa had wanted Kagome to clean up the house while she did some heavy shopping. This wasn't a problem; it meant alone time for them, right? No, of course not- it couldn't be that easy. Just as soon as Miroku had wrapped his arms around her waist, there was a knock at the door and the phone began ringing. "You have got to be kidding me…" Kagome had whispered against his lips, sighing slightly before pulling away to answer the door. This brought them to the current moment.

Yoh stood there, a smile on his face, and when she heard Miroku very nearly sigh, "Hello, Yoh, I take it you're here to help me with-"

It hit her.

Hard.

"THAT'S IT!" She had crowed, doing a victory dance that had both the men staring at her, one in concern, and the other in amusement. "Oh, please come in, I need to talk to someone really, really fast! Honest, I'll be quick!" Jerking the older man inside unceremoniously, Kagome smiled once, then darted to where Miroku was holding the phone in his hand, staring at her quizzically. She reached out with one hand and yanked it from his, patted him on the head with the other hand before she spoke, "Hi…. Sorry about that...Yes, this is Kagome…" Miroku, almost all past animosity gone toward the other man, raised an eyebrow. "Right then…"

Yoh resisted the urge to grin. "Is she always like this? I haven't seen her since…forever…" There was a nostalgic pause as both men watched the girl chat on the phone, absently nodding and twirling the cord around one finger. "She's changed a lot since I last saw her…" Sending the still-injured monk a speculative look, he frowned suddenly. "You like her then?" 'But that's her cousin...Or is he? I remember Ayumi telling me that something wasn't quite...right about it...' "And you're not her cousin, are you...?"

Almost not hearing him, it took a moment for the words to soak in, but when they did, Miroku jerked his head around sharply. "What?" Yoh raised his eyebrows. "I said…you like her then?" Moments of watching the dark haired man move his mouth, and have nothing come out prompted Yoh to realize that he was right. " Ah...And then I take it you are not really her cousin?" There was another silence, only broken by Kagome who was unaware of the tension between the two men. Yoh nodded his head once as he put all the pieces of the puzzle together. "If you hurt her, whatever happened to you earlier," He gestured vaguely to the stitches in Miroku's stomach. "Will seem like a pinprick." Even if the monk doubted the fact that a human who had probably never had any training could actually take him, he was sure that he would try. "Do we have an understanding?"

"If you wish to call it that. But know this, I won't hurt Kagome, in any such way, so your fears are…. Unneeded." A cold smirk crossed his lips, before he heard the click of the phone being replaced, and felt Kagome lay a hand on his shoulder. "What did Yoko-sama want?" Kagome turned her bright smile on to Yoh this time; "You're single right?"

Miroku's eyes widened as he realized what she meant while Yoh floundered for a response, shooting Miroku helpless looks. "O-Of course….But Kagome…Kagome-san, I really don't think that-"

"Oh! I know the perfect person for you then! She's single too! I know that you'll get along-her name's Yoko-" Kagome continued rambling excitedly as she groped around for a piece of paper and a pen, hurriedly writing down the woman's number. "Here!" She thrust the tiny slip of paper at the startled male nurse, and grinned. "She'll be perfect for you, you'll be great for each other. For a first date, I'd take her to Zapulli's." Throughout the entire ordeal, Miroku was covering his snickers with one hand, shoulders shaking in mirth. "Shouldn't I check your um.... Cousin?" He glanced at the two of them for a moment, before Kagome shook her head, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Ah...No...I'm sure that I can take care of that...Later...."

"Yes....Well then, I suppose I should be...going then..." Bowing at the two of them, he turned the door handle, and was a step out before "You're going to call her right?"

Yoh smiled. "Of course."

And then he was gone. And they were left alone. An eyebrow cocked, the invitation clearly obvious. Kagome shook her head, and glanced at the clock on the wall, her mother was due back in a half-hour. "We'll be interrupted. Give it a couple minutes...I'm sure something will happen, and if we'd started anything, we'd be interrupted..." Miroku briefly debated telling her about the conversation with her mother last night, and decided against it.

A minute passed.

"There is no way that we'll just have a half an hour before my mom gets home. No way." Kagome glanced at the phone, expecting it to ring at any second.

Another minute passed.

"Simply no way that we'd be that lucky to have that long to...ahem..." Kagome twiddled her thumbs while whistling. Miroku contemplated throwing her over his shoulder, and ravishing her in the bathroom. That certainly sounded promising. Much more so then the current situation.

Another minute.

His hands twitched. "Any minute now, Mom's gonna walk in and if we'd been doing anything, then she'd yell at us..." Again, he neglected to tell her of the previous night's conversation.

Another minute.

His eyes rolled heavenward. 'Screw it.' In a swift moment, he bent down, ignoring the pulling of his stitches and threw her over his shoulder like a bag of rice. Her breath left her in a, "Whoosh" and she fell against his back. Startled, she craned her neck up enough to see the clock, and sighed, relaxing against him, "We're going to get caught- I know it."

"Hush up, Kagome..." He sighed, patting her bottom gently, relishing in the huff of irritation that it elicited. Carefully, he made his way up the stairs in to her bedroom. "You're much too pessimistic... Now, I have things I'd like to do." 'You.' "And this is the perfect time to do them." 'You.' "So I'd much rather not waste anymore time speaking of stupid things, when it's obvious I could be using my time better, and more productively." 'Which means, so that I may-' Kagome sighing in resignation at her fate only further ignited his...appetite for her, as he made his merry way to her stairs, to see what they could do in half an hour.

* * *

Kagome frantically ran her fingers through her hair, pulling out tangles, and trying to get all signs of yet another make-out session(as she was now calling them...rather fondly...) out of sight. Lips pleasantly swollen after his not-so-chaste kisses, entire body humming from his not-so-innocent touches, she reached down, and splashed cold water on her face.

"Kagome, honey, it's almost dinner time, and could you find Miroku for me? I can't- oh, never mind..." Apparently she had either figured out where he was (Oh gods, please no!) or he had abandoned her bedroom and headed down stairs. Fervently she hoped for the latter of the two.

It appeared for once that day the gods were on their side. Her mother said nothing and aside from Miroku sending her knowing glances over dinner, it went smoothly. Miroku ended up playing video games with Souta, Kagome ended up washing dishes with her mother and everyone
generally ignored Jii-chan's ramblings of the 'spirits' from the night before.

Night came about quickly and Souta was sent to bed. Kagome was curled up on the couch, watching a movie with Miroku, who really wasn't interested in any of the plot, but made small, "Yes" and "No" and "Right, of course" comments when needed. It was Risa who had really saved the day (or rather, night) when she suggested that Kagome and Miroku go stargazing.

There was a hammock that Jii-chan had gotten from somewhere. "Just sit down..." Kagome prodded him in the side, snickering when he shot her a distrustful look. "Seriously, it's perfectly safe, as long as you don't mess around on it." Sighing, he obeyed her, and sat down, noticing that it sank down quite a few inches, and still moved. "It's supposed to do that, Miroku, you'll be fine. You're paranoid. Now lay back, like you're lying on my bed, okay?" An eyebrow raised, and she smacked him gently. "Not like that you pervert. Now lay back."

He did this as well, and was pleasantly surprised by the smooth rocking movements of the odd contraption. But when Kagome nudged him over a bit, and after much giggling and more pokes in the side, they had gotten situated with her half-lying on top of him comfortably, he was even more pleased. Miroku's left arm snaked around her waist, and his right hand brushed back some stray hair.

"See, I'm right, you should listen to me more often." She commented after a moment, propping herself up on his chest to look at him. Carefully so she wouldn't aggravate his wounds any further, she turned her head so that she could see the night sky. "Hey, see that? It's the KoGuma..." She lifted a hand to point at a cluster of stars. "It means Child Bear, or Little Bear."

Miroku nodded absently, watching her through half-lidded eyes as she pointed out more of the constellations. "-that's Mizugame...it means Water Jar... And those, those are the Gyosha and the Ushikai- they mean the Driver and the Cowherd. And that, that's the OoInu it means Big or Large Dog and-" She hesitated for a moment, her hand falling down and her mood darkening slightly. "I'm sorry...I...I didn't mean to bring that up, not with all that he did, and all that's happened and-"

"I know..." He murmured softly, sliding his arms around her gently, holding her as close as possible. "I love you." She stiffened slightly, and looked up at him with dark eyes.

"Why?" She finally whispered.

"Why what, Kagome?" His voice was low and soft now, hands stroking up and down her back. "Why do I love you?"

"Yes, why? I'm stupid and I'm clumsy most of the time, and I can't fight for.... Well anything, and I'm a terrible-" He silenced her with a fierce kiss, hand sliding down to her bottom with the full intent of groping her, but she stopped him. Sighing, he watched her for a moment more, and then responded.

"Because. You're you." Shrugging was awkward in the hammock, but he managed it. "I just do. I know that you're sometimes clumsy, but you make up for it in taking care of everyone, and I know you can't fight, but you make that up too- you love everyone. And you're not terrible at anything." He kissed the tip of her nose, and smiled at her. "Now shut up, I'm trying to enjoy a moment without interruption."

Kagome grinned, and snuggled close, falling asleep not soon after
that. Miroku watched her sleep for some time, before he too, slept.

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Next Author: Juju

Due Date: August 1, 2004

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