InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Go Home Kagome ❯ A monk's advice & a kitty saved ( Chapter 7 )
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By: hedgehogmadhatter 
Miroku scratched the back of his neck and yawned as he answered Inuyasha.
”It’s not saving the world or finding Shikon no Tama; you are just afraid of a mere woman. If we seal the stupid well than you will be even more miserable.”
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.03.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.4K | Visits: 730 | Status: Completed
Miroku scratched the back of his neck and yawned as he answered Inuyasha.
”It’s not saving the world or finding Shikon no Tama; you are just afraid of a mere woman. If we seal the stupid well than you will be even more miserable.”
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.03.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.4K | Visits: 730 | Status: Completed
Chapter Seven
Miroku stood leaning heavily on his staff. His eyes were barley open. He loved his old friend Inuyasha; after all they'd defended each other's back and shed blood side by side countless times.
But it was the middle of the night and he'd been pulled away from his comfy mat on the shrine floor. Right now he hated Inuyasha and briefly wished he still had the black hole so he could rid himself of his midnight visitor. He dragged in a deep breath.
“Inuyasha, I am not sealing the well.”
Inuyasha's jaw clenched and Miroku heard the joint pop. “It's the only way.”
Miroku scratched the back of his neck and yawned.
”It's not saving the world or finding Shikon no Tama; you are just afraid of a mere woman. If we seal the stupid well than you will be even more miserable.”
”It's not saving the world or finding Shikon no Tama; you are just afraid of a mere woman. If we seal the stupid well than you will be even more miserable.”
“That ain't your concern. I came here for your help NOT your opinion.” He swung around giving Miroku his back.
Miroku chuckled as he sat down on the stone temple steps. “You know Kagome is really something. I can just imagine how she's matured.”
He watched from the corner of his eye and saw Inuyasha raise his fist. With out turning his head he whacked him on the shoulder with his staff. “Don't.”
“Damn monk,” muttered Inuyasha as he turned and sat beside him.
“So…how's Kikyo.”
“She's…fine I guess.”
“Fine as in she's decided she doesn't want to die and take you to hell with her. Or fine as in she doesn't know whose window you've been in.”
Inuyasha clenched his hand and Miroku heard his knuckles crack. Score one for me! I do believe that was a nerve.
Miroku turned to face Inuyasha. “I really hate to ask you this and please reframe from resorting to violence instead of answering me. Have you ever been…physical with Kikyo.”
Inuyasha's eyes bugged out of his skull. “How can you even ask me?”
Miroku's voice became firm “Easy, because it's important.”
Inuyasha let out a long suffering sigh. “No.”
“And why not?” Miroku closed his eyes before they could roll skyward.
“She's a priestess, she is above… that.” He answered in a tone that insinuated any idiot should already know this.
“So I'm a priest.”
“Yeah and you're a letch too.”
“No I am a human man. Kikyo's cold isn't she? I've touched her hand and it was a block of ice. How often do you see her?”
“Couple times a week. Why?”
“What do you two do when you are together?”
There was no answer. Doesn't matter anyway because we already know what they aren't doing.
“Inuyasha, has it occurred to you that Kagome is your only chance for a normal life? Kikyo is not going to give you any children.”
“Kagome is human. I can't do this to her.” He dropped his head and his hair concealed his face.
“Have you ever considered that maybe that's what she wants?”
“She wants a lot of things; doesn't mean they are all good for her.”
“She's a grown woman; I think she's capable of deciding what she wants in life. How many times has she asked if you love her?”
Inuyasha grumbled something incoherent and stood up to leave. Miroku stood with him. His back ached and he almost cursed what had to be premature aging. Then he remembered he almost lost his chance to age and all his aches and pains immediately lessened.
“Inuyasha, if you don't go get Kagome then you deserve to be unhappy. Now I am going back to bed. Next time you need help unless its life and death: please wait until the sun comes up before dropping in.”
Inuyasha glared at him. I'll come when I need you. It's not my fault you're so fat and outta shape that ya need so much sleep.
Miroku laughed “I am hardly fat; I've just been eating on a regular basis. That's all.” He patted his just barely flat stomach. Inuyasha snorted. ”Maybe but you aren't much better off than I am. I don't see Sango here with you.”
Miroku banged his staff on the steps. ”Maybe but at least I did something. I didn't drag my friend out of a good night's sleep so I could cry about it.”
Miroku laughed “I am hardly fat; I've just been eating on a regular basis. That's all.” He patted his just barely flat stomach. Inuyasha snorted. ”Maybe but you aren't much better off than I am. I don't see Sango here with you.”
Miroku banged his staff on the steps. ”Maybe but at least I did something. I didn't drag my friend out of a good night's sleep so I could cry about it.”
Inuyasha's shoulders went stiff and he leaned forward. “What are you saying to me?”
Miroku sighed. “I'm saying you are talking to the wrong person about this. Now go home or to whatever tree it is you are sleeping in these days. I'm mortal and need my sleep!”
Inuyasha's ears pricked at the sound of a soft bare foot slapping against the stone floor. A low throaty feminine voice called softly. “Miroku who are you talking to you? Come back to bed.”
The foot steps receded as Sango's voice registered in Inuyasha's ears. He raised his brows and frowned at Miroku. “You lying no good monk! I oughtta…”
Miroku's face lit with a wicked grin as he caught Inuyasha's raised hand. ”No! You ought to go back to the well and do the same thing I've done. Now leave before she decides to come out here and help.”
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Inuyasha walked back to Kaede's village. Walking took longer than running and it gave him more time to think. Sango had finally accepted Miroku. Took them long enough. They must plan to marry or something. Sango wouldn'tstay with him otherwise.
Miroku was a lucky man. He possessed something Inuyasha had never truly had. A home. Even when Inuyasha stayed with Kaede and Kikyo things weren't right.
Inuyasha walked back to Kaede's village. Walking took longer than running and it gave him more time to think. Sango had finally accepted Miroku. Took them long enough. They must plan to marry or something. Sango wouldn'tstay with him otherwise.
Miroku was a lucky man. He possessed something Inuyasha had never truly had. A home. Even when Inuyasha stayed with Kaede and Kikyo things weren't right.
Kikyo wasn't very talkative and she refused him a mortal wedding. But she didn't want to let go either. Anytime there was dinner on the fire he knew it was Kaede's doing. But Kikyo did good works. She wandered from the village often helping orphans and the sick. When he went with her, he saw the woman he'd given his heart to fifty years ago.
She slept with her head in his lap. But watching her sleep wasn't like watching Kagome. Kiyo lay on her back and looked like a holy statue. Kagome was alive even in her sleep. She was always moving, sighing, breathing and so warm. Her skin radiated a warmth unlike anything else he'd ever touched.
Kikyo never changed. Her hair didn't grow and she was the same every day. She smelled of graveyard dust and he'd yet to catch her bathing. Kagome loved to bathe, which was good because he loved to watch. He wasn't as obvious about it as Miroku had been. Inuyasha was out for more than a glimpse of naked flesh. He liked the smell of her soap and the sound of her laughter. Often he sat in a nearby tree with his back to the women just listening. He had yet to figure out how they had so much to talk about or why they allowed the kitsune Shippo to join them. As a teenager Kagome was a vision in the nude. Now the thought of her fuller form unclothed pulled his mind to earthier pursuits; something that hadn't been so much of a problem before she left.
The sun peaked the top of the trees spilling the morning into full fledged daylight. He trudged on and a noise sounded behind him. Inuyasha leapt up into a nearby tree and waited to see what was coming.
A small boy ran under the tree. He was six at the most. He was calling out in a sing song voice. ”Father, father!”
A man came up behind him carrying a bucket and fishing sticks. ”Yes?”
”We are going to have the biggest fish for the festival! Everyone will know you and I caught it.”
The man smiled. ”Well we'll try out best.”
The man laughed and reached down to grab the boy and hoisted him onto his shoulders as he walked away from Inuyasha's tree.
He sat in the tree for a long while after the man and boy left. Inuyasha had never known his own father. Sesshomaru was hardly the person to ask, he was deeply shamed by their father's human wife. But his father loved her more than life itself. Everyone remembered that.
”We are going to have the biggest fish for the festival! Everyone will know you and I caught it.”
The man smiled. ”Well we'll try out best.”
The man laughed and reached down to grab the boy and hoisted him onto his shoulders as he walked away from Inuyasha's tree.
He sat in the tree for a long while after the man and boy left. Inuyasha had never known his own father. Sesshomaru was hardly the person to ask, he was deeply shamed by their father's human wife. But his father loved her more than life itself. Everyone remembered that.
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It was Kagome's first day on the job. Eventually Dr. Takahasi would leave his practice to her when he retired but for the moment she was his junior partner. So far the day had gone smoothly. She'd vaccinated five kittens and X-rayed a mutt's stomach and found he'd eaten part of a TV remote control. Lucky for him his problem was easily solved without surgery.
Now she stood across the exam table from the recently widowed Mrs. Okinawa. She'd brought in her deceased husband's old cat Speckles. Speckles was fat, lazy and ill tempered.
”I want you” the widow pointed a stubby finger at Kagome, “To put this animal down. The sooner the better, today would be best.”
Kagome didn't know what to say. She ran her hand down Speckle's back before answering. ” Okinawa-sama this cat is perfectly healthy. Sure he could use a diet but there is no need to end his life.”
Speckles fell over on his side and began to purr loudly as she rubbed his belly. Then he lifted his tail and farted.
The widow frowned then shot back, “This is the most hateful creature God put on the face of this earth. Now my husband is dead and his days are at an end. Kill it.”
She crossed her pudgy arms and actually stomped her foot. ”I am the customer and you know what they say. The customer is always right.”
Kagome sighed. “But we have to consider Speckles here as well. Have you tried to find him a good home?”
”He doesn't deserve one. Kill him.”
The cat stretched and yawned.
”Okay what is it that he does that is so bad?”
The widow leaned in across the table. ”That old man spent every waking moment with this bastard animal. He loved the cat more than he ever loved me. It smells bad and only has one eye. Now my husband is gone and so is the damned cat.”
Kagome studied Speckle's face and sure enough he was missing his left eye. How did I miss that before? She wondered if she was doing a good enough job of examining the animals.
”I would be happy to help you find a home for Speckles. He has a beautiful coat. I am sure one of our other patients would take him off your hands.”
”NO!” interrupted Mrs. Mrs. Okinawa. ”He dies now. If you refuse than I will take him out in the parking lot in his carrier and run him over with the car. That was my husband's as well.”
Kagome closed her eyes. ”Okay then. Give me a moment to see if we are ready to do this.” She forced a small smile as she left the room.
The door clicked shut and she fled to the staff's back room. She slumped against the wall and slowly expelled her breath from between clenched teeth.
Sumi the assistant flew in through the swinging door and saw Kagome. “Hiya girl, Whatcha doing? Hiding on your first day?”
Kagome sighed. It's the Widow Mrs. Okinawa and Speckles the cat. She wants him put down and there isn't anything wrong with him. It's a vengeance thing.”
Kagome stood and straightened her ponytail. ”I went into this job knowing I'd have to put animals to sleep but not like this.”
Sumi laughed, ”So don't.”
”But she's threatened to run him down in the parking lot if I don't. I can't be responsible for that.” She also didn't want to be the one forced to clean up the mess.
Sumi bent down under the cabinet and pulled out a stack of sympathy cards. She tossed them to Kagome. They were white and simple with flowers on the front and read: We are sorry for your loss.
Kagome thought they were trite and decided to throw them away the first chance she got.
Sumi smirked. ”Look. Go back and ask how she wants his remains disposed of. I bet she says keep em. And if so then just take him back and lie. We'll give him away or something.”
”She won't find out?”
”Honey she'll never know. I've done it before. Ex-spouses never fare so well in the pet department.”
It turned out the Widow knew exactly what she wanted done with the soon to be 'deceased' cat. “Toss him in the garbage. What will I do with a dead cat? Stuff him?”
It turned out the Widow knew exactly what she wanted done with the soon to be 'deceased' cat. “Toss him in the garbage. What will I do with a dead cat? Stuff him?”
Kagome fought to keep from crossing her eyes. This was not what she'd signed on for or how she pictured her career. The image of a stuffed Speckles sitting on the Widow's over sized sedan as a hood ornament danced through her head.
”Okay then, let me have him and I will bring the carrier back out to you in ten minutes or so.”
”Don't worry you can just keep it.”
Kagome took the cat, stuffed it in the carrier and directed the Widow to checkout to pay the bill. She left Speckles in the back room with a clean dish of water and some food. The cat begin yowling as soon as the door shut behind her and she prayed the Widow wouldn't notice. Maybe she'llthink we are torturing him before he dies and leave us a tip.
Check out went well and Kagome met her next patient Mr. Yoshida. He had a pot bellied pig on a leash. She bent to examine the animal while it's owner spoke.
”This is my ex-girlfriend's pig.”
Kagome interrupted him, ”I'm not putting it down.”
The man looked shocked, than embarrassed. “People really do that?”
Kagome blushed. ”Yeah they really do.”
”Oh, well Porky just has this skin allergy and takes medication for it. But I don't know what it is and she's been itching so I brought her here.”
”Oh, I guess I owe you an apology then.”
”It's no big deal.”
She felt around the pig's nose and her throat. “I think all Porky needs is a good old fashioned cortisone shot. You are getting off cheap today!” Porky grunted her approval as Kagome left to find a hypodermic needle. Maybe she was doing better than she'd first thought. Porky certainly seemed to think so.
She felt around the pig's nose and her throat. “I think all Porky needs is a good old fashioned cortisone shot. You are getting off cheap today!” Porky grunted her approval as Kagome left to find a hypodermic needle. Maybe she was doing better than she'd first thought. Porky certainly seemed to think so.