InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Born to Make You Happy ❯ Questions ( Chapter 4 )

A/n: Ok, I'm sorry I couldn't post earlier, but I've been having school problems, soooo....yeah. Well, here is the long awaited chapter, and I added a little Sango and Miroku fluff...muahaha... I actually think they're cuter than Kagome and Inuyasha cuz it's soooo much easier to deal with... oy.... okay, enough rambling, here ya go...

Disclaimer: .................I'm not admitting it...............*Sniff*................................................... ...............

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Chapter 5: Questions

Kagome opened her eyes, then squinted as the bright light from the doorway met her gaze. She blinked hastily, trying to accustom her eyes to the light. Looking up, she stared into golden orbs. A smile lit her face, and the golden orbs became less tense.

"How are you Kagome?" he asked softly. She struggled to sit up, and Inuyasha put a hand to her back to help her. Finally, as comfortable as it was possible under the circumstances, she sat on Inuyasha's lap, her head against his chest as she played with his hair. He gulped.

"Kagome?" She smiled to herself.

"I'm fine, stop worrying." He made a noise in his throat.

"Stop worrying? Wench, I thought you were gonna die!" he hissed into her ear. She frowned and looked up into his eyes.

"Die? Was I that bad?" He gaped at her for a moment, wondering how to answer the question. Should he tell her that she really was bad? That if she hadn't been, he probably wouldn't have told her how he felt? Finding that right now he could say nothing, he gently placed her on the futon and stalked out of the hut. Kagome blinked.

"Kaede?" she called, never taking her eyes off the doorway.

"Hai?"

"What just happened? Was I really going to die?" She puled her gaze away from the exit to look at the old woman. Kaede's eyes were sticking to the floor, as if suddenly finding the designs and cracks extremely interesting. Kagome rolled her eyes. "Come on Kaede, please, tell me." The woman sighed in defeat.

"Hai, it was very bad. Inuyasha hasn't left your side for the two days ye were in a slumber." Kaede met the girl's gaze. "He was worried for ye, child."

Kagome sighed, frowning, then looked again to the door. Trying to get up, she gasped when the pain hit her, but it was less than before, tolerable. She stood, swaying slightly with the sudden dizziness. She braced herself against a wall and stumbled to the doorway. She was just about to exit when she heard Kaede.

"Nay, child, you're still weak!" Kagome turned to her and smiled.

"If I fall, Inuyasha will catch me." And with that she left to find her hanyou.

"Houshi-sama. Try that again and you die." And she hit him with Hiraikotsu, allowing no further discussion over the matter. Smiling, Sango heaved the boomerang back onto her shoulder as she glanced at the unconscious monk. He really needed to learn to learn the keep his lecherous hands to himself.

"Sango?" Still smiling, she turned to Shippou.

"What is it?" Her smile fading, she prayed to all gods listening. Please don't be that, please don't be that, please don't be-

"Are we there yet?" Sighing, Sango knelt in front of the little kitsune, Hiraikotsu still held over her shoulder.

"Shippou, please, I beg of you, stop asking that question before you end up like him." She jerked her head in the direction of Miroku, who had yet to awaken. Shippou sighed.

"Come on, let's get going. We are almost there. Just a little more to go," she reassured the small demon. Grabbing Miroku by the neck of his robes with her free hand, she dragged him behind her as she walked. She smiled. This was fun.

"Sa...n...go....." She giggled as his voice came to her ears jerkily, as though he were going over a bump in the road....

"Yes Houshi-sama?" She dared to glance behind her. Shippou was actually sitting on the monk's stomach, peering into his face and poking him with a stick. She struggled not to laugh. Very hard. But she failed and she giggled a bit, then laughed for a few seconds before letting go of the monk.

Still laughing, she stumbled on a rock and fell onto her hands and knees. She giggled a bit longer, squinting at the ground, before a hand tugged on her shoulder and made her fall onto her back. Miroku pressed his knee onto her stomach to keep her from moving as her laughter subsided.

"Houshi-sama, get off me." She was no longer laughing, but the hint of a smile couldn't be helped. It was funny...

"No thank you. I'd like to know why you insisted on dragging me. I would have been able to walk sooner or later. There was no reason to go as far as that." He smirked into her face as she struggled against him. A monk he might be, weak he was not.

"Houshi-sama..." she hissed at him, as though his title were an insult. He grinned.

"Say my name Sango." Her eyes widened. His name? Say his name, and thereby destroy any barriers between them? If she acknowledged him as her equal, as a friend....

"No, I will not." He pouted, even as his eyes danced with glee.

"Please, oh great and powerful tajiya." He emphasized this by thrusting his knee into her stomach. She simply glared at him, not wishing to reply. Suddenly, a smile spread across his face, reaching from ear to ear. Sango had a bad feeling about this...

"You seem to be in quite a predicament my dear Sango. So defenseless..." He winked at her then, and a blush spread across her cheeks. He wasn't going to...She began twisting and writhing under him, trying to get free.

"Tsk tsk, Sango, that won't do." With that, he grabbed her shoulders to keep her from struggling. Sango then began throwing her head from side to side. He's soooo not getting this...

Still smiling, he let go of her shoulders and grasped her head, a hand on either side. He stared into her frightened eyes, and took note of her flushed complexion. The smile faded for a moment.

"Are you afraid of me, Sango?" He cocked his head, a thoughtful expression on his face. She simply glared at him, wishing he'd get off her. They were so close to the village, and they had no idea what Kagome-

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted as Miroku bent forward and brushed his lips across hers. It was so light, she barely felt it, but it happened. He kissed her. Startled, she pulled back, only to have her head bounce off the ground and push her further into Miroku. His eyes widened and he fell backwards, a muffled yelp escaping his mouth onto her lips.

To prevent him from falling, she grabbed his robes at the last second, pulling him back up to her. His face was flustered, and he'd acquired his own faint tinge. She glared into his eyes for a moment, then let go of his robes and began to sit up. He grabbed her wrist, searching her eyes with a dazed look. She avoided his gaze after a moment and started to walk away.

She tried hard not to smile.

The hanyou reached up and scratched his ear. He sniffed the air, checking to make sure that no one was in the area. He sighed, wondering what Kagome was doing.

'Kagome...' he sighed again. What was he going to do? After everything that happened, he finally realized what she meant to him. And, fearing that her wounds were fatal, proceeded to tell her exactly how he felt.

'That was stupid,' he thought, hitting himself. He took advantage of the fact that she liked him too. No, loved him. And now he had to figure out what to do.

He knew he didn't love Kikyo, probably never really did when she'd come back. He missed her, surely, but how could he love someone he distrusted so much and so often? He trusted Kagome without a second thought. Except with that Hobo guy...

But he still was indebted to Kikyo. Or something like that. Right? I mean, wouldn't you feel like you owed your girlfriend something if she died, simply because she didn't want to live without you? Even though she very well could have, and even though you'd "betrayed" her? Ugh, too much thinking...and too confusing...stupid Kikyo...

He leaned back against the tree, placing his hands behind his head as he stared grumpily forward, not really seeing anything.

And Kagome? How was he supposed to act now? Would he act ignorant like he always did about his feelings? Pretend it didn't happen? He thought about earlier in the hut and sighed. So much for pretending.

He sat up straight then and bumped his head on a branch. Wincing, he rubbed his head. Then, 'I'll let her decide.' popped into his head. Of course! She could decide what to do now. He nodded to himself, still frowning and rubbing his head. If she wanted to...be together, with him, then he would. He could, he knew it. And if she didn't....?

A twig snapped, and his ears swivelled around to pinpoint it's location, just as Kagome's scent bombarded his senses. Startled, he fell out of the tree and landed at the girl's feet, staring up at her deep brown eyes. Kagome smiled, to his fury.

"And I didn't even say the s-word," she said gleefully.

"Feh," was his response as he stood beside her.

Kagome winced a little as she adjusted herself, clinging to the side of the tree. Inuyasha pulled his gaze away from the ground and looked at her, worried.

"Are you all right Kagome?" He reached out and lifted her chin with a finger, peering into her face. The miko swallowed nervously under his piercing gaze.

"I'm fine, it's just sore." He lifted an eyebrow. Shaking his head, he picked her up and leapt back into the tree. Landing on a thick, sturdy branch, he gathered her close and held her against him. He felt her heart's pace quicken and he smiled.

"Inuyasha?" He smoothed her hair off her face and kissed her brow.

"Stop acting tough and just rest already. You need it."

"It's not that...." He gulped, knowing what was coming.

"What is it Kagome?" She paused and took a deep breath before answering.

"What are we now? Did you...mean...everything you said?" He stared down at her for a moment, incredulous. Was she serious? She met his eyes.

"I mean, I know I was out of it and I might not have heard everything you said but-" He silenced her rambling with a gentle kiss.

"I meant it Kagome." And she let herself fall asleep in his arms, the smile spreading slowly across her face.

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Ok, here's my dilemma...I think that actually, ending it right here would be great, and cute, but I want to know what you guys think. I'm totally willing to go for it and add more, because I never really addressed the whole Kikyo factor like I meant to, (damn her) and I want to know: Do you guys want me to continue the fic, either here or start a sequel, or leave it at this? Email me or review! I really wanna know what you guys think... so yeah, thanks to all the reviewers for your praise, it makes me feel really good....all warm and tingly inside...hehe....ok, REVIEW!!!! ; )