InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Destiny, Time Travelers, and a Little Baby ❯ Nooooooooooooooooooo! ( Chapter 10 )

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Chapter 10 : Noooooooooo!

The night wasn't so bad.

They had started out at different points in the room. Inuyasha let her have the only bed and he sat in the corner to sleep.

Kagome slipped into the land of dreams almost immediately. Her soft breathing and slow, steady heartbeat were soothing, almost hypnotic, to Inuyasha's sensitive hearing.

He felt compelled to sleep beside her. As he began to lull away himself, he scooted away from the wall and into the bed with the sleeping girl. He wrapped her tightly in his strong arms and fell asleep, finally content, as she snuggled closer to him.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*Morning at Naraku's*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Kikyo had gotten an okay nights sleep. She hadn't slept well since she came back to `life'. It had something to do with being dead.....and made of clay. *shrug*

Anyway.

She got up and looked at the girl. Poor thing was still asleep from all the times she'd blasted her. `Hmmm. Guess I used a little too much last time. Oh well.' She walked out of her room and down the hall.

Kosimu woke to his mistress calling for him to be ready, via the headband. He jumped from bed and put on his clothes. Sleeping in your skivvies isn't the best thing to do around women. But he had his own room for once. Why not take advantage of that fact and escape the coming heat?

Just as he finished tying his hakama up, Kikyo burst in the room. She made a sweep of it with her eyes before looking back to him.

"I need your help in finding some herbs."

"Yes mistress."

She smiled an evil smile. "I knew you'd say that." She reached into a pocket hidden in her haori. From there she pulled out a carefully written list.

"These are what I need. Go and find them. Come back to my room once you have them. If I'm not there, stay put and don't look for me." `Now to talk to that scumbag.'

She walked out the room and down the halls to the room Naraku was in last night fully confident that Kosimu would hurry to do her bidding, which he did expediently. The guards at the door were no trouble to overcome and soon she walked right in. There she found him sitting in much the same position as she had before. He looked up at her, wide-eyed at the intrusion, and waited for her to state the purpose of coming into his quarters unannounced.

"I am in need of a mortar and pestle." She said, never looking away from his eyes.

"May I ask why?" He asked with a hint of suspicion clouding his brownish-red eyes.

"No."

He shook his head. "I can not accept that answer, Kikyo. How do I know that you aren't going to use whatever you're making against me?"

"I guess you'll just have to take my word for it." She turned away. "I won't harm you." Kikyo said as she left the room. `This time.'

"Humph. Women." Naraku grumbled as he got up. "So fickle." He called a servant to get the items for his Lady Kikyo and began getting ready for the day.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*Inuyasha and Kagome*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Kagome slowly drifted out of unconsciousness. She felt warmer and more protected than when she fell asleep the night before. Mentally shrugging, she tried to roll over in hopes of catching a few more minutes of sleep before Inuyasha oh-so-rudely awakened her.

Unfortunately, it was at this time that she realized the extra weight that was being applied to her entire body. Thinking it was a figment of her imagination, she never opened her eyes as she tried to get it off, but it just seemed to get heavier the more she struggled.

A faint growling was heard as warm lips reached her neck, softly caressing as they told her to stop moving. Her eyes opened wide as she recognized the voice and she tensed in shock. Looking down her nose, a sea of silver hair met her vision.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Inuyasha awoke with a start. He was disoriented for a moment, thinking how nice it was to be where he was. This was about the time that he realized exactly where he was that was so nice.

He wondered briefly how he got over there.

Then he got scared. And as a result, he got defensive.

"Damn, Bitch!" He yelled back to the still-in-shock girl. "What are you yelling for?!"

"What are you doing on me?!" She shot back.

"Keep it down." He said while covering his ears that happened to be right next to her very loud mouth. "Shit! That hurts!"

Snapping out of her defense mechanism (shock), she noticed what had gone on.

"Oops." She said while waving a hand in front of her face. "Sorry `bout that."

"Oops?!" He said incredulously. "OOPS! Is that all you have to say for yourself?! You almost deafen me and all you say is oops?!"

"I said I was sorry too, Inuyasha!" She defended herself against this unprovoked (okay so maybe it was a little provoked) attack against her integrity. "And I wouldn't have been yelling if I hadn't woken up to you molesting me in my sleep!"

He was speechless for once. `I wasn't molesting her. Was I?' He stared straight into her beautiful blue-brown eyes as he pleaded with his own golden ones for her to believe him. "Look, Kagome. I'm sorry if I did anything to you. I swear, I was asleep until you screamed in my ear."

She looked up at him suspiciously. `He looks sincere enough. But if he ever tries to pull anything like that again.....' She tried to ignore the little voice whispering to her `Why? You know you liked it.'

"I forgive you for yelling at me Inuyasha." His face cleared of any worry he had over her believing him. He WAS forgiven, you know. "But-" Ever notice how one little word can ruin everything? "I don't forgive you for sleeping on me. I never said you could and that's a violation of my personal space."

"Huh?" He questioned. She was supposed to be pleased that he had chosen to sleep on her. `Whoa! Where did THAT come from?'

"Personal space." She pronounced slowly. "Ever heard of it? It's a square around my body where no one is supposed to be. Now get it through your head and never let it happen again!"

He looked hurt for a moment before he got angry. "Look Bitch. I don't know what crawled up your ass and DIED, but it wasn't my fault!" He shouted in her face, spittle randomly hitting her, as he got up.

He seethed while she glared. Finally fed up with the tension in the room, Kagome growled and stormed out of the room, wiping his spit off her face, with the intent of getting herself as far from him as possible. So what if he had slept on her? Finally being truthful with herself, it wasn't THAT that was annoying her. It was that he'd slept ON her and done nothing TO her. `Why can things never happen the way they're supposed to?'

As she stomped past him, he got a good whiff of her scent. `Hey! She smells like me now. Wonder if I smell like her?' So he started sniffing himself all over. And I do mean all over.....

Just then, the woman from last night ran in to tell them breakfast was served. Catching Inuyasha in such a position was just plain weird, so she just backed out and acted like nothing happened. "Breakfast is ready. I trust you can find it yourself?" She asked from the hall.

Inuyasha blushed at the intrusion and being caught as he was. He grunted a yes and listened as she walked away. `Crap! At least now I know I do smell like my Kagome. I wonder if she's really mad at me.' He looked thoughtful and slightly sad. How could she act like she hated him if only a few days ago she said she loved him and he'd said he loved her. Right? `It's not supposed to be this way.'

He left the relative safety of the room and went in search of breakfast and Kagome.

He found both in the eating area. Kagome was talking to Mrs. Yataki. Her son was better this morning and was well enough to join them. Inuyasha hadn't seen a man around at all. Maybe that's why they lived here. It was a nice hut. A little small, but still a good size. Clean, but in need of repairs that the boy was too young for.

When he walked in to have breakfast, Mrs. Yataki was talking about what repairs they needed. He was instantly commissioned and spent the rest of the day fixing up their hut.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*Baboon Castle*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Kikyo walked down the hall after her conversation with Naraku. She reached her room and inside waiting for her was the bowl and grinder. Just as she'd requested. She smirked as she walked to Kaede's bed and sat down. She watched her for a while, making sure she didn't wake before Kosimu got back with the herbs.

Kosimu didn't have to look far. Naraku's castle had everything he needed in the kitchen and the few that weren't there were in the tiny garden nestled in the heart of the main section. He got back to the room a few moments after Kikyo and handed her the herbs to start crushing.

Immediately she started pounding and grinding them together for her potion. Mentally she told Kosimu to get some water and breakfast for Kaede. He did and when she finished the mixing, she added them to the water and boiled it into a tea of sorts. Right as it finished brewing, the girl was beginning to rouse from her `slumber'.

Kikyo watched as she looked around confusedly. She waited until Kaede remembered what had happened. It took her a while, but the look on her face when she figured it out was priceless. Although, it was a little disturbing to see such horror and sorrow on the face of a child. So much so, in fact, that she had to look away.

Kaede started crying silently, screaming in her head for Kagome. Kosimu flinched in the background. The yelling was killing his brain. Putting his hands over his ears, not that it helped, he went to sit, miserably I might add, in the far corner.

Kikyo, on the other hand, watched it all with a disinterested eye. Her heart could've broke at such a display. Instead, she waited until the tears subsided. She could deal with anger much better than heartbreak. And no doubt, Kaede would be angry after she got over the initial shock of being ripped away from her guardians.

Slowly, the crying subsided and Kaede turned her tear-streaked, watery face to Kikyo. One thought kept reverberating through her head..... `Why?' She voiced her torturous thought and Kikyo nearly flinched at the glare the young girl gave her.

Her voice dripped with a sugary sweetness that Kaede saw right through. "Why, what could you ever mean, pumpkin?"

"Don't call me that! You know what I'm talking about!" She stood and stalked over to Kikyo as well as she could after being knocked out for two days. "You stole me away from my family!"

Kikyo managed to look hurt. "I can't imagine ever stealing you-"

"Don't deny it!" Kaede cut her off. "You kidnapped me and kept knocking me out so I wouldn't fight back and get away."

"I'm not the one that kidnapped you." Kikyo stated angrily, but almost immediately softened. She's such a good actress. "Your parents entrusted you to me before they died and THOSE people stole you from ME. I'm only trying to keep you safe."

"You're lying!" Kaede yelled, covering her ears with her hands. "Kagome is my mommy. Inuyasha is my daddy. Shippo-chan is my big brother and Sango and Miroku are my aunt and uncle." She gained confidence with every proclamation that erupted from her mouth until she was radiating righteous anger. "And YOU are a stranger that took me from them. My kidnapper! Take me back to my family!"

Any anger, irritation, or fear that Kikyo was feeling was never shown on her face. She calmly looked at Kaede and hunched her shoulders in a defeated gesture. "You really are attached to them aren't you." It was more a statement than a question but Kaede nodded anyway.

"Of course I am. I love them."

"And they treat you alright?"

"Yes. They love me too."

"I see." Kikyo hid her smirk. "Well, I guess I'll take you back to them." She told Kosimu to bring over the food and `tea'. "But before we go, do have some breakfast. You haven't eaten for over a day and I'm sure you're famished."

Kaede looked at her. She didn't seem to be hiding anything. "Hai. I am."

Kikyo smiled charmingly at her. "Then have some breakfast." She handed over Kaede's plate. "And some tea. What's breakfast without tea?"

Once Kaede smelled the food, she realized she was starved. She didn't even think twice about smelling the tea and ate very quickly. Almost immediately after finishing, the darkness took her away from her surroundings and problems.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*Village*~*~*~*~*~*~*

After fixing the roof, floorboards, and walls, Inuyasha was tired. It took all day to find the materials and make the repairs. Logically they stayed in that village for the night once more. Kagome helped in the garden and instructed Mrs. Yataki and her son on how to take the medicine and all that good stuff. Both of them were so grateful that they made a feast that night.

Well, it was a feast to them anyway.

So, full and content with the way the day turned out, Inuyasha and Kagome went back to their room and tried to sleep.

They briefly fought over who would sleep where. Kagome said she should get the bed since she got them the house and Inuyasha could have the corner, to stay in, tonight. Inuyasha, of course, said that he should get the bed since he did all the repairs that let them stay this night and have all that food. He might've mentioned that maybe they could have a repeat of the night before. Kagome sat him and they fought some more. Finally Inuyasha's `suggestion' won out seeing as how they both wanted the bed and it was a fair size. They crawled in, careful to keep a space between them for propriety's sake as they tried to find those forty winks everyone's always talking about.

Inuyasha, oddly enough, fell asleep first and Kagome watched, mesmerized by the even rise and fall of his chest. The way one lock of hair fell over his face captured her attention. It was blocking her view of his closed eyes. She had to move it away so that she could see all of him. Cautiously she pushed the lock back into it's place with the rest of the hair pooling around the bed sheets.

He was so handsome. She couldn't look away. She remembered the way he looked when they'd kissed. What she wouldn't give just to feel his firm lips pressed to her own again. Taking the opportunity of his slumbering state, she hovered inches above his face in indecision. This proved to be her downfall.

She chickened out and figured that sleeping close to him was enough for her. At least until he got the balls to make the first move again. Boys were supposed to take the initiative and make up the girl's mind for her where the `us' was concerned. Afterall, girls pretty much have their feelings figured out

and will either stop the boy or encourage him once given the chance.

`But he's so confusing.' Kagome sighed dejectedly. `AHHHHH! I give up! I'm just going to sleep.' And that she did.

Inuyasha heard her moving around and that of course woke him. He fought to keep from moving as she played with his hair and hovered over his mouth like that. In a way, he was thankful she didn't do anything, but he was also soooooooo disappointed.

`This would be so much easier if she just made the first move for me.'

Even though he knew he had to be the one to instigate the encounter, and the ensuing conversation that he just knew would follow shortly after, he still wished that she would take over in this one aspect. Just enough so he knew where he stood with her now. He heard her fall asleep and heaved a deep sigh. He moved over to her un-blanketed body and wrapped her in his secure embrace, pulling the covers over them as he went. Finally, after a tiring day of repairs and relationship uncertainty, sleep overtook him once again.

*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*Miroku and Sango*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*

After the teasing in the woods, Miroku and Sango stumbled upon another village. They, too, had no information on Kikyo. They hadn't seen her for about three months, ever since she wandered in to help heal the village people (hehe Village People *ahem*) after a demon attack. `And collect the dead souls.' Miroku and Sango thought, though they didn't tell the villagers that.

Miroku's ominous cloud line failed and they had to choose between the woods and staying at the town's Geisha house, the closest thing it had to an Inn. It wasn't a very difficult decision and they turned to head out for the woods to set up camp when it started raining.

It was so odd. No rain clouds were in the sky. The sun was shining. It was like the gods were telling them they should stay in the village at the Geisha house. Miroku, ever attentive to the gods bidding, convinced Sango to stay in the village and wait out the rain.

It rained all through the morning and it was soon apparent that they had no choice. Hiking in the rain would've left them stuck out there at nightfall, most likely. And mud, contrary to popular belief, is not the best mattress. So Miroku struck a deal with the owner and had two separate rooms waiting for them.

They put their things in their respective rooms and met back up in the hallway. Kirara was content to stay in Sango's room and nibble her dwindling stash of catnip. Until that ran out and she went to search Miroku's room for any more. But that wasn't until later that night.....

They started walking until Miroku turned to Sango and put a hand on her arm. He had spoken with the owner, and as the negotiator, he had all the information about `payment' and such. He took a deep breath and said a short prayer that Hiraikotsu miraculously got lighter. Sango was looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to say why he had stopped her.

"Sango, there was a condition on our being able to stay here." He started off all business, knowing that what would come next would be very, VERY painful to him. "This establishment, as you know, is a Geisha house. And as such, it is a known rule among people that it is improper for a woman to be in a

Geisha house without being a Geisha, and.....um."

Sango was looking murderously at him. "Let me guess. I have to stay here tonight as a Geisha." Miroku made a barely perceptible nod and looked up at Sango from under his bangs. "YOU IDIOT!!!! Do you have any idea what those girls do?! Oh wait. Of course you do! You've been in so many it's kinda hard to miss what goes on behind those doors!"

"Sango, my sweet, are you accusing me of partaking in sinful goings on behind these doors? Geisha-"

"Stuff it Miroku. Kagome-chan told me where her and Inuyasha found you when they first met you."

"I only came for the sake." He defended. "Geisha houses always have the best sake." `Not to mention delectable ladies and riveting conversation, but she doesn't need to know that. Besides, I only looked, never touched.'

"Sake. Riiiiiiight." Sango sneered. "And I'm a cross-eyed centipede. Miroku, how about you tell the truth for once." It was out before she could think about it and Miroku looked so hurt she could feel it herself. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"No, Sango. You're absolutely right." It hurt to say anything. Right now all he wanted to do was run away from her. "About what I was saying before. The dress is in the bath. I'm sure one of the girls could help you get ready." He turned away, ignoring the hand reaching for him. "I'll be in the main room `fondling all the girls', because we BOTH know that's what I came here for."

And he left her standing alone in the hallway trying to pry her foot from her mouth. She went to the baths and found some girls waiting for her there already. She took a long, hot bath and afterward the girls helped her figure out how to dress in the kimono and do her hair and make-up for her act this night.

Finally, after being washed, dried, dressed and made up, she was ready to leave the bath area and enter the main room. She walked down the hallway, trying to ignore the sounds behind the doors lining the corridor.

A whip crack.

A moan.

Some slurping.

Smacking.

Slapping.

A PIG SQUEAL?!

She ran the rest of the way after that one.

Finally she burst, full run, into the brightness and noise of the main room where the ruse would take full effect. The music and talking stopped for a second to stare at her. She shifted her feet uncomfortably, trying to decided what to do. Looking up from her feet, she saw Miroku staring at her from the corner. He was drinking on the sidelines, flanked by women but taking no heed to their attentions. All around the room were village men and travelers looking for female company for the night.

Miroku was trying not to look too bored as he sipped his sake. These "Geisha" were obviously imposters. It was easy to tell the difference for a connoisseur like himself. They were nothing more than prostitutes.

Whores.

Firstly, Geisha tied their obi in the back, not the front, so that they couldn't get it on and off themselves. They sing, dance, and make nice with male patrons. Not hang all over them trying to feel them up. And lastly, a Geisha house is owned by a Geisha mother who trains, supports, and basically owns her girls, not some fat old man. AND they keep all their money, not give it to the village. That should've been his first hint that this place wasn't legitimate. The only time they sleep with men is when their virginity is sold or if they become the mistress of some great sugar daddy. And he doubted these men could possibly be well off enough to be sugar daddies to all these women.

He looked up from his cup as the music stopped and felt his breath hitch. There was Sango. But she didn't look like the Sango he knew. She looked like a delicate flower, as all Geishas try to do. None of the others he had ever seen looked half as good as Sango in that style of kimono. She briefly looked at him, nodded, and began moving towards him, eyes downcast.

The music began once more and the men resumed talking. Unfortunately, it wasn't to each other as it had been before Sango's entrance. They were talking to her.

And it wasn't nice, polite conversation like :

"You look lovely. Care for a drink?"

It was more like :

"Hey. You new?"

"You could warm my bed tonight, sweet thing."

"Never seen you around before. Want my help in showing you the ropes?" *eyebrow waggle*

And so on and so forth until Sango's face was bright red and Miroku could handle no more disgrace to his, hopefully, future wife. He made a bold move, somewhat involved with the sake, and put his arm around Sango's waist.

She tensed before she figured that what he was doing was to protect her in his own perverted way. `Maybe it wouldn't hurt to be drunk for this. I've never liked sake, but when the time comes, one must do what one must do.' And she grabbed Miroku's cup, making it clearer for those men with thick heads she was `his for the night', and downed it.

The effects were gradual. She really didn't even know when she got so wasted, but one thing led to another and she passed out on Miroku's lap. Eventually she woke up in his arms. He was carrying her to her room.

Whether or not this was a good idea, considering he was also drunk, was far from her mind as she listened to the sound of his heartbeat and felt the heat of his strong arms around her, supporting her. She pretended she didn't notice as he practically fell into the bed with her when he went to set her down.

She rolled over and acted asleep, trapping his arm between her and the floor. There was no way he could get away without `waking her up'. She heard him sigh and settle in behind her. Inwardly smirking, she rolled over again and imprisoned him in a full body hug. Her arms around both his arms. Her legs around his hips. Her heat to his center. And her head in his neck, breathing lightly on his pulse.

To say he was surprised was a gross understatement. He was downright shocked! His entire body was tense beneath her. She could only imagine how he looked. She HAD to see his face. Barely cracking one eye, she looked at him from under her lashes. He was blushing and his eyes were HUGE! It was such a rarity, not to mention hopelessly adorable thing, to see him in this state that she couldn't stop the giggles from racking her body in laugher.

He looked down at the woman around him when she started trembling. Shaking really. He peered closely at her face and saw she was smiling. Not a full out, show-off-your-teeth smile, but a smile nonetheless.

`She did that on purpose!' He thought indignantly. As if he didn't like having Sango draped all over him. `Why would she.....HOW could she.....' Even in his thoughts his reaction time was slowed. `Wait a minute. We're both drunk! Would she care if I did.....this?' And he grabbed a handful of the glute that was just within reaching distance.

Expecting a slap, he flinched automatically. And so, he was completely surprised when she moaned and arched herself closer to him. She looked into his warm violet-brown eyes and exhaled in a quiet sigh. They leaned into each other and captured the others lips in a kiss they'd both been dreaming of since the festival.....

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Hey.

Sorry it's so short.

Next chapter is a lemon.

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