InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Divine Temptation ❯ Infatuated Havoc ( Chapter 3 )
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By: FluffysMyHomeboy 
a reunion of sorts at camp
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.24.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
a reunion of sorts at camp
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.24.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
A/n-thanks for the reviews. I really appreciate it. Err . . . well on with the story!
~*DIVINE TEMPTATION*~
Infatuated Havoc
It was a hot mess. People were everywhere, bags were on the ground forgotten as their owners went to old friends and lovers. Kagome stopped to rub her ankle after tripping over a very large duffle bag while Sango giggled surreptitiously.
“Ohmigod!” they heard a familiar voice screech. “Sango! Kagome! Wait right there!”
They turned to see a petite human girl with chocolate brown eyes and black hair approach them. She was wearing a white mini skirt and a pink tee shirt. Behind her was a very pissed off fire cat neko, who was glaring at the girl in front of her. If looks could kill, well there would be one less girl in their group.
“Hey Rin. What did you do to Kirara?” Kagome asked.
Kirara growled at Rin, who merely blushed, before answering Kagome’s question. “I was bored so I started tickling the back of her neck with the tip of my tail. Stupid human thought it was a spider and smashed it with that overgrown pocketbook of hers.”
“Who would blame me? I mean, it was sort of my fault because I didn’t look at it before I tried to smash it. If I did, yeah I might’ve noticed that it wasn’t a spider or something. But Kaggie,” Rin said imploringly, “if you saw something black, gigantic and furry on your shoulder, wouldn’t your instincts say ‘smash now, ask later’?”
Kagome felt the heat rise to her face as three pairs of eyes turned to face her. “Oh look!” she cried out in relief. “It’s Ayame! We really should go say hi.” The girls mumbled something about not wanting to leave their shady spot, even though the sun was bearing down on their backs. It was an exercise in futility because Kagome couldn’t hear them as she ran towards the wolf youkai, who was currently badgering a male wolf demon. Her emerald eyes sparkled with unshed tears in the sunlight, and her bright red hair contrasted with her silver fur.
“Ayame! Over here!” Kagome shouted. Ayame stopped glaring at Kouga for a few seconds to smile brightly at Kagome.
“Hey ‘Gome! Where’s your twin?”
Kagome smiled over Ayame’s pet name for Sango. “Err . . . I unno. I’m guessing there’s trouble in paradise. What has Kouga done now?”
“Sometimes I wonder if the ice blue of his eyes is the color of his blood. He’s so cold and distant when he’s ready,” she said depressingly.
“Uhuh? So what’s wrong?” Kagome asked, trying to hide the smirk on her face. It was no secret that Ayame and Kouga were the couple that everyone loved to hate.
“No. It’s just that I wanted a special greeting since I haven’t seen him in days and he was all icy for some strange reason. Maybe you could talk to him?” Ayame looked at Kouga and then back at Kagome, a pleading expression on her face. Kagome tried so hard to resist, but it was a losing battle. So she merely shrugged and agreed to talk to Kouga. Ayame squealed and grabbed Kagome in a hug so fierce that she was having trouble breathing afterwards.
She walked over to Kouga, clutching her ribs. “Hello, Kouga,” she began. “I don’t know if you remember me but . . .”
He cut her off. “Hey Kagome. How could I forget you?” he murmured, giving her a slumberous look and a dazzling smile that she had never seen him give Ayame. It was knee weakening and she fought the urge to giggle flirtatiously. She inhaled deeply and returned his smile. His own merely widened. Because she had no idea of what to make of it, she decided to do what she came to do.
“Err. . . ok. Anyways, Ayame’s worried that you might want to break up with her or something because you seem and I quote ‘all icy for some strange reason’. She said that she was expecting a special greeting and you failed miserably. Any truth to that claim?”
Kouga winced and then sighed hard enough to blow her away. “Trust Ayame to make a big deal out of nothing. I just saw her yesterday,” he whispered. Kagome giggled behind her hand, and then looked at Kouga before looking at Ayame, who was standing a couple feet away, clearly eavesdropping.
Kouga didn’t get that hint, nor did he get it the second time he did it, so she whispered in his ear, “She’s right there. Be nice.”
Kouga finally understood and winked at her. “Of course that’s not true. I love Ayame!” he declared.
Kagome nodded, smiled, and turned to walk back to Ayame, who was standing there looking dumbstruck several emotions had passed over her face when Kagome was talking to Kagome. The first was a volatile mixture of anger, hatred and jealousy when Kouga smiled at Kagome. She was plotting the ways she was going to kill the human, when she heard Kagome continue to champion her cause. The hatred was replaced by a grudging admiration, mixed with a twinge of anger. That immediately changed to extreme elation when Kouga declared his love for her. Kagome didn’t have to say anything to Ayame because she spoke first.
“Kagome, I LOVE YOU!” she fair shouted in passing as she ran to her boyfriend, who was standing there with his arms outstretched and a smug look on his face. Kagome shook her head as she stared at them.
“Keh. Stupid wolves,” a darkly sexy voice drawled from behind her. Kagome jumped a foot before turning around, where her brown eyes were drawn into an exotic amber gaze that radiated sexuality and . . . amusement.
“Enjoy the show, Yasha?”
He smiled, his ears twitching towards her. She absently reached out to stroke one, merely out of habit. She was about to pull back, when he growled appreciatively. His apparent approval gave her the permission she needed so she continued to rub the furry appendages.
“Nice to see you still remember your best friend’s name,” he murmured, inhaling her scent, which was a combination of vanilla and jasmine. The mixture was bout heady and heavenly, and Inuyasha could feel himself becoming lightheaded. It was shocking that a human could have such a profound effect on him, but he didn’t fight it anymore. It was obvious that Kagome was something special and he saw no need to fight it. In fact, he reveled in the effect she had on him. It made him feel powerful, almighty, like he could do no wrong. It took him forever to admit it, but he needed Kagome by his side.
Kagome smiled in response to his question and pulled him out of her reverie. “Of course. How could I forget you?” Kagome frowned shuddered. “Ick. Deja vu,” she said remembering her previous conversation with Kouga. Then Kagome remembered that she was with Inuyasha, and she smiled brightly at Inuyasha, who in turn inhaled sharply when he saw her. Kagome chose to ignore it. “How was your year?”
“Same boring shit. Everyday, I found myself wondering why I didn’t move closer to you when I had the chance. I missed hanging out with you.” Kagome nodded in agreement. To the average passerby, it looked like the romantic reunion of young lovers who hadn’t seen each other in a while, but Kagome and Inuyasha had both acknowledged that they’d never be more than extremely close friends. She smiled at Inuyasha and wrapped him in a tight embrace that he returned with equal fervor.
Sango, Rin and Kirara chose that moment to rejoin Kagome, who was not amused.
“Now you decide to join me?” she asked bitterly.
Kirara smiled at Kagome. “You know I can’t stand those wolves. Besides I thought I smelled a mutt.” She glanced at Inuyasha and smiled. “Looks like I was right. Hey Yash. What’s going on?”
Rin and Sango squealed as they finally noticed who was standing next to Kagome. They both squealed out greetings and asked him about his year. Sango couldn’t really have cared less but Rin was hanging in his every word. She couldn’t help but appreciate the hanyou who was standing in front of her. His silver hair contrasted with his black outfit, but it also gave him an air of mystery that ensnared and tantalized her senses. When his tongue stole out to lick his lips as he talked, she couldn’t help but shiver sensuously. A spasm of jealousy and envy ran through her as she recalled the possessive way Inuyasha held Kagome earlier. ‘Stop it, Rin! This is Inuyasha! Just a friend! A very sexy, handsome friend who oozes sexiness. Gods, it’s hopeless!’ she thought, as she tried to focus on their conversation.
“So have any of you seen Shippou of Miroku?” Inuyasha asked.
“No,” Sango replied. “Haven’t seen Sesshomaru either. Where is he?”
“Yeah, where is Fluffy?” Kagome asked.
“How many times have I asked you not to call me that?” a voice whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her back.
“Hello Sesshy,” Sango said.
“I asked you not to call me that either,” he muttered. “Don’t I ever get the proper respect around here? I am actually the oldest.”
“By one year,” Rin replied genially. “You act as if you’re 40 instead of 19.”
Sesshomaru turned to stare at the petite girl who dared to question him. The only reason he didn’t reply with a scathing retort was because she was his . . . the closest thing to a best friend he’d ever had. He smiled indulgently, before sniffing the air curiously. For some strange reason, Rin’s scent was overpowered by the scent of arousal. He opened his mouth to question it, but decided against it. For such a small girl, Rin had an intense temper so he tried not to anger her. “Of course, Rin,” he said. He turned and saw Kirara who was talking to Inuyasha about his newest tattoo, which was a giant white dog with gold eyes. He felt her demonic aura, and under it her tightly reined power and smiled approvingly. From the day he met her, he knew she could be his equal or the closest to it. “Hey, Kirara,” he called.
“Hey, Sess,” she called back. “Yash told me you got a new tattoo also. Can I see it?”
“Sure. Why not?” he agreed. He rolled back his sleeve to reveal a toned arm and at the top of his biceps was the words “Love (n), an emotion and force that overpowers you until you dry up and blow away.” The girls cooed appreciatively and even Kirara fawned over it. Sesshomaru smiled in abject triumph. It had been a calculated gesture on his part, getting the tattoo but he knew the girls would love it.
Kagome was practically drooling as she stared at Sesshomaru’s arm. It was, like the rest of him, flawless. She wondered if his abs were as cut, as perfect, as sexy . . . and mentally stopped herself. ‘Gods, he’s Inuyasha’s brother. That’s the same as a neon sign that says “DANGER! DON’T TOUCH!”’ She sighed. ‘Well that doesn’t mean don’t look!’ So she stared at his long, silver hair and gold eyes. She stared at his tail which was currently looped over his shoulder. It looked like fur poured over liquid steel. He wore blue jeans with a white tee shirt and it set off his good looks. Kagome was so into her examination of Sesshomaru that she didn’t notice that Inuyasha was staring at her stare at her brother.
‘Hmm,’ he thought. ‘Does little Kagome have a crush on Sesshomaru? ooh, this summer’s going to be fun!’ Inuyasha turned and walked over to Kagome and stood behind her. He leaned in and whispered, “Close your mouth, Kagome. You’re drooling.”
She gasped audibly and hurried to straighten her person. “Was I that obvious?” she asked anxiously.
“Only to me, sweetie,” he responded comfortingly.
At that Sesshomaru smirked. Once again, his little brother was wrong. He was sure none of the girls noticed but he could feel Kagome’s eyes burning a hole into his back. ‘Sp the human wench find me attractive. But how could she not when I’m so irresistible.’ He smirked. ‘This should prove interesting.’
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Mi roku and Shippou were walking aimlessly together talking about the year and searching for familiar faces. Shippou, who was in the middle of a sentence, paused and sniffed the air before turning back to Miroku.
“I smell mutts,” he drawled.
“Yash and Sess?” Miroku asked.
“Most likely. Care to investigate?”
Miroku smirked. “After you, kind sir,” he said in his best British accent, which was horrible.
Shippou laughed and shook his head, his auburn hair dancing in the wind. “They’re over there,” he said, pointing north. “A cat’s with them. I think it’s Kirara.” He sniffed the air again with a confused expression on his face. “I think there are some human girls with them but the only distinct scent I can pick up is Kagome’s, since it’s so unique.”
“Which means that Sang and Rin aren’t far behind.”
“Exactly.”
“Ok. So let’s go.”
“Whatever,” Shippou said nonchalantly, but if he were to be honest with himself, he was anything but nonchalant. They were walking at such a slow pace, it seemed were barely moving when he wanted to run to see Kirara. Last year, they had been inseparable, always together, and it they weren’t, they were talking to each other or about each other. But Kirara only saw him as a friend when Shippou wanted more. Much more. He wanted to be the first person she saw when she woke up in the morning and the last face she saw every night. Shippou sighed. ‘Maybe this year will be different,’ he thought, as they neared their friends.
If Kirara, Sesshomaru or Inuyasha sensed Shippou or Miroku approach, they didn’t mention it to the girls. So Miroku, being the masochistic pervert that he is, decided to greet and surprise them at the same time. By grabbing their assess. The unsuspecting females soon turned into raving banshees as they all dealt monstrous blows to the lecher, who was on the floor, screaming for mercy.
Inuyasha, Sesshomaru and Shippou looked at each other before they decided to have mercy on their friend. So Inuyasha grabbed Rin, Sesshomaru picked up Kagome and Shippou grabbed Sango. Kirara doubled over in laughter and Miroku doubled over in pain. Kouga and Ayame sauntered over to see what was causing all the commotion, but when they saw the red faced girls and the bruised boy, they quickly figured out what had happened and laughed.
Despite the many thoughts that were going through the campers’ heads; (Inuyasha: why’s Sess holding Kagome like that? Sesshomaru: Miroku’s a dumb ass. Shippou: Kirara’s so cute when she laughs. Sango, Kagome and Rin: KILL MIROKU! Miroku: PAIN! Kouga: I wonder if Ayame’s going to give it up this summer. Ayame: I have the best boyfriend in the world! and Kirara: HAHAHAHA!) they couldn’t help but agree on one thing.
It was good to be back.
A/N - hope ya liked. Feedback is appreciated. Much love!
~*mariposa*~
~*DIVINE TEMPTATION*~
Infatuated Havoc
It was a hot mess. People were everywhere, bags were on the ground forgotten as their owners went to old friends and lovers. Kagome stopped to rub her ankle after tripping over a very large duffle bag while Sango giggled surreptitiously.
“Ohmigod!” they heard a familiar voice screech. “Sango! Kagome! Wait right there!”
They turned to see a petite human girl with chocolate brown eyes and black hair approach them. She was wearing a white mini skirt and a pink tee shirt. Behind her was a very pissed off fire cat neko, who was glaring at the girl in front of her. If looks could kill, well there would be one less girl in their group.
“Hey Rin. What did you do to Kirara?” Kagome asked.
Kirara growled at Rin, who merely blushed, before answering Kagome’s question. “I was bored so I started tickling the back of her neck with the tip of my tail. Stupid human thought it was a spider and smashed it with that overgrown pocketbook of hers.”
“Who would blame me? I mean, it was sort of my fault because I didn’t look at it before I tried to smash it. If I did, yeah I might’ve noticed that it wasn’t a spider or something. But Kaggie,” Rin said imploringly, “if you saw something black, gigantic and furry on your shoulder, wouldn’t your instincts say ‘smash now, ask later’?”
Kagome felt the heat rise to her face as three pairs of eyes turned to face her. “Oh look!” she cried out in relief. “It’s Ayame! We really should go say hi.” The girls mumbled something about not wanting to leave their shady spot, even though the sun was bearing down on their backs. It was an exercise in futility because Kagome couldn’t hear them as she ran towards the wolf youkai, who was currently badgering a male wolf demon. Her emerald eyes sparkled with unshed tears in the sunlight, and her bright red hair contrasted with her silver fur.
“Ayame! Over here!” Kagome shouted. Ayame stopped glaring at Kouga for a few seconds to smile brightly at Kagome.
“Hey ‘Gome! Where’s your twin?”
Kagome smiled over Ayame’s pet name for Sango. “Err . . . I unno. I’m guessing there’s trouble in paradise. What has Kouga done now?”
“Sometimes I wonder if the ice blue of his eyes is the color of his blood. He’s so cold and distant when he’s ready,” she said depressingly.
“Uhuh? So what’s wrong?” Kagome asked, trying to hide the smirk on her face. It was no secret that Ayame and Kouga were the couple that everyone loved to hate.
“No. It’s just that I wanted a special greeting since I haven’t seen him in days and he was all icy for some strange reason. Maybe you could talk to him?” Ayame looked at Kouga and then back at Kagome, a pleading expression on her face. Kagome tried so hard to resist, but it was a losing battle. So she merely shrugged and agreed to talk to Kouga. Ayame squealed and grabbed Kagome in a hug so fierce that she was having trouble breathing afterwards.
She walked over to Kouga, clutching her ribs. “Hello, Kouga,” she began. “I don’t know if you remember me but . . .”
He cut her off. “Hey Kagome. How could I forget you?” he murmured, giving her a slumberous look and a dazzling smile that she had never seen him give Ayame. It was knee weakening and she fought the urge to giggle flirtatiously. She inhaled deeply and returned his smile. His own merely widened. Because she had no idea of what to make of it, she decided to do what she came to do.
“Err. . . ok. Anyways, Ayame’s worried that you might want to break up with her or something because you seem and I quote ‘all icy for some strange reason’. She said that she was expecting a special greeting and you failed miserably. Any truth to that claim?”
Kouga winced and then sighed hard enough to blow her away. “Trust Ayame to make a big deal out of nothing. I just saw her yesterday,” he whispered. Kagome giggled behind her hand, and then looked at Kouga before looking at Ayame, who was standing a couple feet away, clearly eavesdropping.
Kouga didn’t get that hint, nor did he get it the second time he did it, so she whispered in his ear, “She’s right there. Be nice.”
Kouga finally understood and winked at her. “Of course that’s not true. I love Ayame!” he declared.
Kagome nodded, smiled, and turned to walk back to Ayame, who was standing there looking dumbstruck several emotions had passed over her face when Kagome was talking to Kagome. The first was a volatile mixture of anger, hatred and jealousy when Kouga smiled at Kagome. She was plotting the ways she was going to kill the human, when she heard Kagome continue to champion her cause. The hatred was replaced by a grudging admiration, mixed with a twinge of anger. That immediately changed to extreme elation when Kouga declared his love for her. Kagome didn’t have to say anything to Ayame because she spoke first.
“Kagome, I LOVE YOU!” she fair shouted in passing as she ran to her boyfriend, who was standing there with his arms outstretched and a smug look on his face. Kagome shook her head as she stared at them.
“Keh. Stupid wolves,” a darkly sexy voice drawled from behind her. Kagome jumped a foot before turning around, where her brown eyes were drawn into an exotic amber gaze that radiated sexuality and . . . amusement.
“Enjoy the show, Yasha?”
He smiled, his ears twitching towards her. She absently reached out to stroke one, merely out of habit. She was about to pull back, when he growled appreciatively. His apparent approval gave her the permission she needed so she continued to rub the furry appendages.
“Nice to see you still remember your best friend’s name,” he murmured, inhaling her scent, which was a combination of vanilla and jasmine. The mixture was bout heady and heavenly, and Inuyasha could feel himself becoming lightheaded. It was shocking that a human could have such a profound effect on him, but he didn’t fight it anymore. It was obvious that Kagome was something special and he saw no need to fight it. In fact, he reveled in the effect she had on him. It made him feel powerful, almighty, like he could do no wrong. It took him forever to admit it, but he needed Kagome by his side.
Kagome smiled in response to his question and pulled him out of her reverie. “Of course. How could I forget you?” Kagome frowned shuddered. “Ick. Deja vu,” she said remembering her previous conversation with Kouga. Then Kagome remembered that she was with Inuyasha, and she smiled brightly at Inuyasha, who in turn inhaled sharply when he saw her. Kagome chose to ignore it. “How was your year?”
“Same boring shit. Everyday, I found myself wondering why I didn’t move closer to you when I had the chance. I missed hanging out with you.” Kagome nodded in agreement. To the average passerby, it looked like the romantic reunion of young lovers who hadn’t seen each other in a while, but Kagome and Inuyasha had both acknowledged that they’d never be more than extremely close friends. She smiled at Inuyasha and wrapped him in a tight embrace that he returned with equal fervor.
Sango, Rin and Kirara chose that moment to rejoin Kagome, who was not amused.
“Now you decide to join me?” she asked bitterly.
Kirara smiled at Kagome. “You know I can’t stand those wolves. Besides I thought I smelled a mutt.” She glanced at Inuyasha and smiled. “Looks like I was right. Hey Yash. What’s going on?”
Rin and Sango squealed as they finally noticed who was standing next to Kagome. They both squealed out greetings and asked him about his year. Sango couldn’t really have cared less but Rin was hanging in his every word. She couldn’t help but appreciate the hanyou who was standing in front of her. His silver hair contrasted with his black outfit, but it also gave him an air of mystery that ensnared and tantalized her senses. When his tongue stole out to lick his lips as he talked, she couldn’t help but shiver sensuously. A spasm of jealousy and envy ran through her as she recalled the possessive way Inuyasha held Kagome earlier. ‘Stop it, Rin! This is Inuyasha! Just a friend! A very sexy, handsome friend who oozes sexiness. Gods, it’s hopeless!’ she thought, as she tried to focus on their conversation.
“So have any of you seen Shippou of Miroku?” Inuyasha asked.
“No,” Sango replied. “Haven’t seen Sesshomaru either. Where is he?”
“Yeah, where is Fluffy?” Kagome asked.
“How many times have I asked you not to call me that?” a voice whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her back.
“Hello Sesshy,” Sango said.
“I asked you not to call me that either,” he muttered. “Don’t I ever get the proper respect around here? I am actually the oldest.”
“By one year,” Rin replied genially. “You act as if you’re 40 instead of 19.”
Sesshomaru turned to stare at the petite girl who dared to question him. The only reason he didn’t reply with a scathing retort was because she was his . . . the closest thing to a best friend he’d ever had. He smiled indulgently, before sniffing the air curiously. For some strange reason, Rin’s scent was overpowered by the scent of arousal. He opened his mouth to question it, but decided against it. For such a small girl, Rin had an intense temper so he tried not to anger her. “Of course, Rin,” he said. He turned and saw Kirara who was talking to Inuyasha about his newest tattoo, which was a giant white dog with gold eyes. He felt her demonic aura, and under it her tightly reined power and smiled approvingly. From the day he met her, he knew she could be his equal or the closest to it. “Hey, Kirara,” he called.
“Hey, Sess,” she called back. “Yash told me you got a new tattoo also. Can I see it?”
“Sure. Why not?” he agreed. He rolled back his sleeve to reveal a toned arm and at the top of his biceps was the words “Love (n), an emotion and force that overpowers you until you dry up and blow away.” The girls cooed appreciatively and even Kirara fawned over it. Sesshomaru smiled in abject triumph. It had been a calculated gesture on his part, getting the tattoo but he knew the girls would love it.
Kagome was practically drooling as she stared at Sesshomaru’s arm. It was, like the rest of him, flawless. She wondered if his abs were as cut, as perfect, as sexy . . . and mentally stopped herself. ‘Gods, he’s Inuyasha’s brother. That’s the same as a neon sign that says “DANGER! DON’T TOUCH!”’ She sighed. ‘Well that doesn’t mean don’t look!’ So she stared at his long, silver hair and gold eyes. She stared at his tail which was currently looped over his shoulder. It looked like fur poured over liquid steel. He wore blue jeans with a white tee shirt and it set off his good looks. Kagome was so into her examination of Sesshomaru that she didn’t notice that Inuyasha was staring at her stare at her brother.
‘Hmm,’ he thought. ‘Does little Kagome have a crush on Sesshomaru? ooh, this summer’s going to be fun!’ Inuyasha turned and walked over to Kagome and stood behind her. He leaned in and whispered, “Close your mouth, Kagome. You’re drooling.”
She gasped audibly and hurried to straighten her person. “Was I that obvious?” she asked anxiously.
“Only to me, sweetie,” he responded comfortingly.
At that Sesshomaru smirked. Once again, his little brother was wrong. He was sure none of the girls noticed but he could feel Kagome’s eyes burning a hole into his back. ‘Sp the human wench find me attractive. But how could she not when I’m so irresistible.’ He smirked. ‘This should prove interesting.’
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Mi roku and Shippou were walking aimlessly together talking about the year and searching for familiar faces. Shippou, who was in the middle of a sentence, paused and sniffed the air before turning back to Miroku.
“I smell mutts,” he drawled.
“Yash and Sess?” Miroku asked.
“Most likely. Care to investigate?”
Miroku smirked. “After you, kind sir,” he said in his best British accent, which was horrible.
Shippou laughed and shook his head, his auburn hair dancing in the wind. “They’re over there,” he said, pointing north. “A cat’s with them. I think it’s Kirara.” He sniffed the air again with a confused expression on his face. “I think there are some human girls with them but the only distinct scent I can pick up is Kagome’s, since it’s so unique.”
“Which means that Sang and Rin aren’t far behind.”
“Exactly.”
“Ok. So let’s go.”
“Whatever,” Shippou said nonchalantly, but if he were to be honest with himself, he was anything but nonchalant. They were walking at such a slow pace, it seemed were barely moving when he wanted to run to see Kirara. Last year, they had been inseparable, always together, and it they weren’t, they were talking to each other or about each other. But Kirara only saw him as a friend when Shippou wanted more. Much more. He wanted to be the first person she saw when she woke up in the morning and the last face she saw every night. Shippou sighed. ‘Maybe this year will be different,’ he thought, as they neared their friends.
If Kirara, Sesshomaru or Inuyasha sensed Shippou or Miroku approach, they didn’t mention it to the girls. So Miroku, being the masochistic pervert that he is, decided to greet and surprise them at the same time. By grabbing their assess. The unsuspecting females soon turned into raving banshees as they all dealt monstrous blows to the lecher, who was on the floor, screaming for mercy.
Inuyasha, Sesshomaru and Shippou looked at each other before they decided to have mercy on their friend. So Inuyasha grabbed Rin, Sesshomaru picked up Kagome and Shippou grabbed Sango. Kirara doubled over in laughter and Miroku doubled over in pain. Kouga and Ayame sauntered over to see what was causing all the commotion, but when they saw the red faced girls and the bruised boy, they quickly figured out what had happened and laughed.
Despite the many thoughts that were going through the campers’ heads; (Inuyasha: why’s Sess holding Kagome like that? Sesshomaru: Miroku’s a dumb ass. Shippou: Kirara’s so cute when she laughs. Sango, Kagome and Rin: KILL MIROKU! Miroku: PAIN! Kouga: I wonder if Ayame’s going to give it up this summer. Ayame: I have the best boyfriend in the world! and Kirara: HAHAHAHA!) they couldn’t help but agree on one thing.
It was good to be back.
A/N - hope ya liked. Feedback is appreciated. Much love!
~*mariposa*~