InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forest for the Trees ❯ Curse of the Ramen ( Chapter 10 )

Took me along time to figure out how I wanted to play this. I spent a lot of time staring at a blank screen and ranting about putrid kumquats from hell. I'm sorry for taking so long, its just in my mind, that once a couple have drunken sex, its pretty much downhill. I tried to bar my stereotypical views of such relationships back…and I think I did pretty well.

Forest for the Trees

Chapter 10; Curse of the Ramen

"So drive me out. Out to that open field, turn the ignition off…and spin around. Your help is here, but I'm parked in the open space, but locking the gates of love. And I am overcome. Holy water in my lungs, I am overcome."

~Live "Overcome

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She simply sat. On his lap, eyes slightly glazed, her mouth opened to a slight `o'. Miroku suddenly got very nervous. His thumbs tapped an unsteady rhythm on her hips.

"Uh. Forget it." He said in a hurried anxious voice. "I'm sorry, too soon. I can't believe I said that. I don't want you to feel that you have to….um…well. You don't have to love me. I think that is alright. I can…uh…cope with that. I think. I just wanted you to know. I don't want to pressure you into anything; I mean its safe to say neither of us has really been in this position before. Not literally of course. Not that I've had to many young, beautiful, delectable girls straddling me. And that's not saying that you are a woman of loose morals or anything….Alright. So maybe literally. But I think you understand that I was speaking figuratively; I mean how many men have professed their love to you? Never mind, bad example." Miroku rambled on, and Kagome, who had come out of her dreamy stupor approximately at `young, beautiful, delectable', could do more than sit and watch the flustered monk carry on with whatever derailed train of thought he was careening down.

"Safe to say that you are, well you. There must be countless men making them selves available to you. I'm just, well, I'm lucky that you spend so much of your time with me. You do seem to enjoy it, but that's just from my perspective. I enjoy it." He barely paused as he blotted nervous sweat off of his brow.

"I love you too."

"But like I said, I can't think of anyone who wouldn't enjoy your company. Obviously. Well, yes, obviously…

Did you just say…?" His mind screamed that he was imagining things. That Kagome wasn't really grinning like a just committed fool. It pummeled his skull whilst screeching shrilly that it was playing tricks on him, that she was really jabbing him in the heart with a sharp pointy stick whilst calling for Inuyasha to save her from the now clenched hands of the wayward monk.

But then her hands seemed to flow like warm water down the sides of his face. When his eyes blinked off their shock induced glaze he saw her tears. The tears that he had been convinced women produced out of show. The slow beautiful slide of liquid that turned his insides to wiggly gelatin. His first instinct was to catch them, and in the dazed disbelieving state he was in, he followed through. He could not stop the grin that stretched broadly across his face. "I must have done something right…somewhere." He whispered

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Morning came to find the couple completely wrapped in each other, hardly needing the fire to keep warm. Sango awoke first, letting out an indignant huff when she spotted them.

Inuyasha had not moved.

And he didn't for several hours. And when he did, it was with great trepidation.

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The days passed easily enough, the group half heartedly searching for jewel shards, finding more than they expected too. They suspected that Naraku had fouled somewhere down the line. Miroku and Kagome were quite about their relationship, not wanting to attract any unwanted attention from the half demon. Their newfound respect for one another did not go unnoticed. Sango wearily eyed their lingering touches, the way their eyes met, how the monk spoke to Kagome. She couldn't help but feel jealous.

Inuyasha didn't know what to think. It was like a horrible dream come true, although not quite as horrible as his actual dreams.

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Kagome lay beside the fire, alternately watching Sango vigorously polish her weapon and Inuyasha's bare foot swinging below his chosen branch. She pushed herself up reaching out to aid Miroku in the dinner preparations. Her eyes narrowed, ramen lost its decorative allure after so many nights. Vaguely she tried to think of ways to spice it up…to make it exciting again. Nothing came to mind, short of topping it with chocolate and a 12 ounce sirloin. Heaving a disgusted sigh she doubled the portion that would be for the vigilant half demon.

"Inuyasha." She called plainly. "Mmmm yum ramen." She pushed the bowl into his waiting hands with thinly veiled discontent.

He studied his heaping bowl suspiciously. Eyes darting from the noodles to the girl, and back again. After a few rounds of this Kagome's malicious temper eroded her good will. "GAAH!" She yelled. "I can't eat this crap anymore!" And that being duly noted by all the members of the group she snatched up her bow and quiver of arrows and disappeared into the woods.

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She crept through the woods, avoiding crunchy sticks and dead leaves. She wasn't sure if she brought her arrows for protection or to slaughter some unsuspecting woodland creatures.

"Now," she muttered "if I could only track down the illusive forest dwelling Angus cattle."

Her eyes darted to a movement from the corner of her eye. And she spotted a small brown hare. She eyed it wearily. It sat up twitching its small adorable nose. "Awww." She breathed out while drawing an arrow from her back, notching it and quietly drawing it back she aimed. "How freaking cute…must kill it." She let it fly. It landed with a resounding `thawck', wedged in the bark of the tree the rabbit had been in front of. "Damn."

So much for rabbit stew. The previous batch had been a delightful distraction from their usual rations. The meat had been a tad bit rangy though. Shoulders slumping in defeat she went forth to find something else to eat. Such as onions. She could probably chomp down a few raw onions.

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Back at camp everything was quiet. Really quiet. Almost uncomfortably so. Inuyasha watched the monk through narrowed gaze, blaming him for whatever had sent Kagome off. The monk's head rested on his had with was supported by one elbow perched upon his knee. His other hand anxiously tapped a rapid tattoo on his thigh.

"I should go check on her." He breathed out, popping up and rushing off in the direction she had disappeared, mumbling something about evil forest creatures.

The hand that had been busily stuffing his face stopped as he watched the monk go off after his girl. Sango watched him, her mouth opened a few times as if to speak, but she said nothing, and went back to her violent polishing.

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Kagome was sitting when Miroku found her, staring at a thatch of wild onions with a predatory light.

"I could eat you if I really wanted too." She stated plainly. "I just don't want to. Because seriously…onion breath and I just happen to be altoid free today." She was passing her hand quickly back and forth over the tips of the unbelievably soft grass. "Its not that I hate ramen, I just wouldn't particularly choose to eat it every single freaking day. But Inuyasha throws a royal pissy fit if he can't have his ramen." She snorted delicately. "And its not that I can't stand up to him. I can. Sometimes it just makes life much easier to go along with what he wants and save all of our ears from his whining." She heaved a sigh, dropping her chin to her knees.

"It's nice that your sacrificing your taste buds for the greater good my dear." Miroku stated from behind her. He moved to sit beside her. "You could have just said you preferred something else, I could have gotten you something." He commented quietly.

She smiled and leaned against him. "It's okay." She said with a sigh. "I was overreacting a bit. I think it's a side affect from the withdraw."

"Withdraw?" He asked wrapping an arm around her.

"Oh yea." She breathed out while snaking both arms around his waist. "I can't remember the last time we were alone."

"I think it was when you found me meditating." He reminded.

"Mmmm." She purred. "How about you recite some mantras?" She requested in a silky voice.

He audibly swallowed. "On a cosmic level…that is so wrong." But she was already diligently working on the knot of his outer robe.

"Pleeeease?" She hummed out against his throat. "Just this once." She climbed into his lap, knowing he wouldn't deny her.

Miroku sighed, but relented. "I bow to Amida Buddha. Save us in the glory of the Deathless one. Oh Immovable one. Oh all Pervading one; Imperishable one." She was pushing him onto his back, nipping at his collar bone, making those little cute kitten noises in her throat. It still completely blew his mind that she so fell for stuff like this. "Homage to all the Buddhas. Homage to the all pervading Vajras. O violent one of great wrath." She had, by now totally divested him of clothing, and was wiggling impatiently atop of him. Her mouth moved down his chest and his concentration wavered. She nipped him for stopping and his mind frantically searched for more. "Umm. Uh…Homage to the great bearer who holds a flower and wears a garland and a jeweled crown. Homage to the great master, the Vajra of all pervading spiritual radiance." She sat up abruptly and pulled her shirt off, letting him help her twist out of her pants. Her mouth met his as she sank down onto him with a broken moan. "Oh I feel so dirty." Miroku groaned out, gripping Kagome's hips as she giggled.

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Inuyasha leaned back onto his elbows, staring angrily into the fire. His gaze flickered to Sango. "If you polish that thing anymore there won't be anything left to throw." He growled. Her eyes flicked up to meet his and quickly shot back down again.

"Kagome's been gone awhile." She stated quietly, still not looking at him. Her hands were worrying the soft cloth.

Inuyasha's eyes narrowed. "There's something that you're not saying." He growled out bluntly. He sat up studying her sharply. "Why don't you spit it out?"

There was a loud rendering sound as the fabric in her hands tore. This, for some reason, greatly worried Inuyasha. "Sango?"

"M..Mmm. Maybe you should go check on them." She said quietly, inspecting the cloth like there was going to be a test over the frayed threads.

"Sango, what's going on?" He asked quietly leaning towards her.

"Go." She whispered. "I don't want to be the only one to know." She sounded so sad. Inuyasha was confused, but rose to his feet and started though the woods. He spared her only a brief questioning glance before disappearing from sight.

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"More." She demanded, fingers slipping over his damp chest, shaking back hair from her flushed face.

His fingers grappled over her hip, beads digging into slippery flesh. "I can't seem to remember any more." He gasped, arching under her. She gasped sharply.

"Okay." She said in a high breathy voice. "Just do that a few more times." She groaned loudly when he complied.

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Inuyasha worriedly wandered through the woods. He knew the area, and searched his mind for a clearing…or a field that might be nearby, knowing Kagome like to stop in the open spaces. He meandered forward mumbling to himself, when he heard the sound. His heart stopped.

With slow and precise movements he moved forward.

And watched…immobile and transfixed at the scene that some great all knowing playwright had laid out before him.

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Her nails dug deep furrows across his ribs. She was breathing loud and harsh, trying to move as quickly as possible. She braced her hands on his chest, trying desperately to gain some leverage. She again shook back her wayward hair, biting her lip to quiet some of the seemingly uncontrollable sounds. When both of his hands moved to aid her, she had no complaints. Moaning loudly when he lifted her and brought her back with almost brute force, she threw her head back, "Again!" she demanded.

He let out something that may have resembled a chuckle and did. Again and again and again. Her nails dug sharply, drawing blood, as she called out his name, her body clutching at him.

He released one last strangled sound before she toppled onto him, and his arms pulled her, if possibly, closer.

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Neither could discern how long they lay there, letting the cool night dry the perspiration they had worked up. It was Kagome who moved first. "Oh god." She moaned pushing herself up. She passed a shaky finger across his face. "We so need a bath."

He shook slightly with laughter. "Indeed. But it seems I can't move. In fact, I think I may be dead." She giggled slightly, rolling off of him and onto the grass with a thud.

Pushing herself to her knees, she poked him in the third rib up from his waist, laughing when he jerked sharply away from her touch. "Nope…still alive. Common, we'll rinse off and go snuggle by the fire." She pulled the sleepy monk to his feet and dragged him to the nearest stream.

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Kagome shivered slightly. The stream had been seriously cold. Even now that she had her clothes on, her skin was still tingling. She shook herself roughly and wrapped her arms tightly around Miroku. The boy seemed to radiate heat. His hand rubbed up and down her back before moving down to sharply squeeze her bottom. She took this as a hint to bite any part of him she could reach. He laughed good naturedly and did it again.

Just as she was about to bite him again there was a blur of red and white…and then Miroku was gone. There was a resounding "Oomph" and then a growl. She looked around dazedly before she spotted them.

Inuyasha had a knee on Miroku's chest, and curved claw to his throat. He was snarling and his body just radiated with pent up violence. Her eyes widened with panic, and looked around for something to brain Inuyasha with.

Her heart nearly stopped when she saw the destruction around her.

Trees were raked with claw marks, some saplings were torn from the ground. He had seen them. "Oh god." She breathed out, snatching up a mangled tree branch.

"You die monk." He spat out.

"Inuyasha…" Miroku chocked out.

"Don't!" Inuyasha roared. "Don't you dare!" His claws tightened.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome gasped out, "What do you think your doing?!" She was pulling at him in vain, trying to get him off of her monk. He stayed firmly rooted, pushing his knee down fractionally. She bit her lip as she raised the thick branch and brought it down upon his angry half demon head.

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Umm….How did you expect him to react?

Miroku's mantras were taken (and slightly modified) from this website:

http://www.geocities.com/fascin8or/jsp_buddhist_mantras.htm