InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drool Drops for Ant Pools ❯ Drool Drops for Ant Pools ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

Drool Drop for Ant Pools

 

It was burning his hands like a sin. He had to read it, it was in his man genes. Not demon, not human, just man's instinct to read books with the word Diary on the front. He looked around Kagome's room with shifty eyes and a tense position.

Obviously she only wrote in her own era, for he had never seen the book at home. She wouldn't have light or time anyways. It would be ridiculous to waste energy, and time better spent sleeping and no one wanted her tohurt her eyes by straining them.

But…still…that didn't mean she didn't write about her `adventures' in the Feudal Era. With him. About him.

Ok, his hands were really itching now.

It was closed with a ribbon, which seemed quite stupid, but, hey, who was he to complain the modern ways of Kagome's world? She had hidden it away at the back of her drawer, where she kept the play-dough. Man, did he love the play dough. It felt so…squishy.

He shook his head. He really did had problems with his attention span.

Just open it already! Are you a demon or a human!?

Er…neither.

Don't open it! She'll kill you! You know how scary she is when flames start shooting from the ground…

What a wimp! Open the damn book already! She's sexy when she's mad anyways!

…

That just slipped out.

 

And then there was the schizophrenia problem. He sighed. Things were so hard for him. He deserved this. To…to…invade Kagome's privacy for his amusement. Well, ok, maybe if put as thus it didn't sound as convincing, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that he was starting to sweat from looking at the stupid book.

He looked around again and turned so his back was against the door.

Open it

Put it back!

Open it!

Put it back!

Ope-

 

“Ok, ok, jeez.” He placed the book on the ground. Softly, carefully.

Maybe he should be re-thinking this…

He shook his head. If Kagome didn't want her innermost feelings known, why the hell would she write them down? It was bound to get found by the person you were hiding them from. Especially if put right were he always played. The `toy box'.

Something smells fishy..

That's just Buyo. I think he farted.

He shook his head again, looking at the slick, crimson ribbon with mounting glee.

His hand twitched in anticipation.

This was it. He was going to find out if all those nights thinking about her, wishing he were holding her instead of deforming his ass with branches were going to pay off.

This was the moment he found out if Kagome loved him back.

 

He tapped his fingers against each other and laughed rather evilly, and in one quick movement he sliced through the binding ribbon with precise accuracy.

The ribbon pooled beside the diary like a river of blood.

A bad omen?

…Nah!

 

He looked at the shut door one more time before turning back as he wiggled with giddiness, and he giggled like a school girl, his fisted hands together below his chin.

His demon side put his metaphorical, shaking head on his metaphorical hands.

Oh, dear…

 

He reached for the book with agonising slowness.

Getting closer…

And Closer..

And closer….

 

And then he heard a noise outside.

Now, the normal reaction to this would be to stuff the diary under the bed, in a drawer, even out the window or, if you are very smart, in your kimono, all the while with a very guilty un-guilt look on your face. But, of course, Inu-yasha has never been normal.

He looked around frantically…

The door knob started turning…

His breaths came in pants…

The door was opening…

Hell knows no fury like the wrath of a woman!

A creak, the tip of a shoe…

Oh god oh god oh god…

And…

“Inu…yasha? What in the name of all that is holy are you doing?” Kagome looked at him like the place he belonged was in a very tight straightjacket.

Inu-yasha looked up at her with wide, puppy looking golden eyes, sitting on his haunches like a dog. His hands were holding one end of the diary, while the other was trying to be stuffed, unsuccessfully, into his mouth…

Drops of drool hit the floor as they slobbered off the book.

“Ights noght light ight looght light!” He tried to articulate. Kagome gave him a dead pan look. With a sigh, a shake of her head, and trying very hard not to burst out laughing at the sight of him, she moved to her bed and deposited her clean clothes on the mattress. Inu-yasha followed her moves with his eyes, and his mouth started to hurt by being extended so long.

Kagome turned around to look at him, and she bit her lip in an attempt to hold back her smile.

“Inu-yasha…can you take my diary out of your mouth? Please.” She asked. Slowly, carefully, he did as asked, and with a squelch of saliva it was put on the wooden floor.

“Er…” Inu-yasha blushed profusely as Kagome smiled at him.

She's gonna kill me she's gonna kill me she's gonna kill me…

“Did you read it?” Her voice brought him crashing back to earth.

“Huh?” He said smartly. Her smile widened unnervingly.

“Did you read my diary?” she rephrased. Inu-yasha's eyes widened in horror.

“No! no, I was just…cleaning…your…room…” He nodded at his own idiocy. Kagome smiled.

“Ok…I'm going to go down to pick up the rest of my clothes and get a snack or something, so I'm going to take a while. Don't move!” And with that she floundered out of the room. Inu-yasha stared at the doorframe dumbly.

How stupid could that girl get!? She had left him there, with the diary, and hadn't even sat him! He looked at the now wet book with a hungry look in his eyes.

I don't think we should open it. I mean…Something just isn't right…

Oh, shut up human side! Go on, read it!

Inu-yasha, being a few shards away from a Shinkon jewel, opened the book and read her first passage.

He had to start somewhere…

 

Dear diary,

These things are so stupid. I don't have time for this. I don't know what my aunt was thinking. I'm 16 for God's sake! I'm old enough to remember things! And it's not like I'm going to write my innermost feelings here, just so snooping hanyous can read them

Gulp

So I'm just going to put you away, sorry. Maybe some day I'll give you to my daughter (if I have one) who knows!

Oh, and by the way, I'm madly in love with a man named Kouga.

He growled savagely. Kouga!? It hurt somewhere deep in his chest. His ears drooped.

Yes, he's so handsome, strong, brave…

He skipped the next paragraph of how oh-so-wonderful Kouga was. Didn't she just write she wasn't going to write her innermost feelings in here!? And then he caught sight of his name…

How does that make you feel Inu-yasha?

Oh-oh

I'm going to cut your ears off and use them as earmuffs!

His ears twitched involuntarily.

How dare you! I'm going to..

Here it was too slobbered to read. Inu-yasha sighed in relief.

Where the sun don't shine! Now get off my back about Kouga! And Hojo!

He growled. Hobo the homosexual, he was too weak for her!

Ok? Ok. Oh, and by the way, I'm probably standing right behind you. Bye!

 

He froze at the last sentence. It all smelt to much like Kagome, he couldn't smell Kagome!

He slowly turned around to look over his shoulder, and surly enough, there was Kagome, arms crossed and hip to one side. He gulped.

“Er…hee, hee…it…wasn't me?” He tried. Kagome smiled, and Inu-yasha shuddered at the sight of it.

I told you so… A voice at the back of his mind huffed. He ignored it.

Here it comes

“Inu-yasha!”

Bye-bye new wooden floor…

“S…”

Just get it over with…!

“Stop wasting time and lets go!” She stuffed the clothes in her bag and smiled secretly.

I'll make him pay later…

 

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A/N- I couldn't resist, I had to write this. I hope I don't offend anyone who's written one of those diary fics, but the idea of Inu-yasha salivating over the book just had my fingers typing! If you have gotten this far, can you please review, it'll take you a fraction of what it took me to write this, when I really should be writing CT. If you don't I'll send my fat dog over and she'll eat your socks. And then throw them up on you… (this is a one-shot by the way!)

 

Disclaimer- I own nothing which is not mine.

 

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