InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Introduction ❯ Burning Desire ( Chapter 4 )
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By: MonkandMiko 
This is the punishment you get for groping women. Think of it as karma, or something.
I merely wished to introduce myself to ow, oww!
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.19.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 919 | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
This is the punishment you get for groping women. Think of it as karma, or something.
I merely wished to introduce myself to ow, oww!
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.19.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 919 | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
Title: Burning Desire
Category: Drabble
Author: Megami
Rating: PG ( K+ ) I don't know why, it just doesn't feel G...maybe b/c she ends up on top of
him?
Challenge: Introduction
Words: 500 exactly
Miroku hissed and jerked away. "Kagome-sama, are you certain that this...this potion of
yours is appropriate for treating my injuries? Surely you have a far...gentler salve in your
supplies."
"Guys are such babies," the time-jumping miko snorted, dabbing more rubbing alcohol
onto her cotton ball. "It doesn't hurt that much. C'mere."
"I'm quite healed now, thank you," Miroku declined, backing away with one hand held
over the scratch on his cheek and the other before him in surrender.
"Oh, come on! Don't be such a wimp," Kagome scolded, launching herself at him with
the bottle of antiseptic clutched tightly in her fist.
Miroku dived out of the way. "I'm not entirely certain what this wimp' title implies, but,
I assure you, the accusation is unfounded. The simple fact that I wish my healing process to
involve the least pain possible does not augh!"
Foiled!
With a quick move inspired by InuYasha, Kagome pinned Miroku flat on the dusty floor
of Kaede's hut, knees firmly straddling his arms to his sides. The futuristic miko was triumphant
as she soaked a new swab and began dabbing at Miroku's cheek again. "See? That's not so bad,
is it?"
The monk attempted to wrench himself away from her clutches, but there were no
alternatives to his situation without throwing Kagome clear across the room. Something that
Kagome was well aware and, in fact, taking advantage of with a cheerful smirk.
"Ahh! Kagome-sama, please!" Miroku whimpered, face scrunched up in a flinch. "It
burns!"
"Serves you right," Kagome sniffed, holding him firmly by the jaw to prevent further
movement. "This is the punishment you get for groping women. Think of it as karma, or
something."
"I merely wished to introduce myself to ow, oww!"
"There, all done."
Miroku jutted out his lower lip in a pout. "So your torture is finished, then?"
Kagome glowered back. "I expect InuYasha to act like a baby, but I thought you might be
more mature about this. After all, it's for your own good."
"You are aware, of course, that this potion of yours hurts as much as you claim it helps?"
With a dramatic huff, Kagome threw up her hands. "Fine! Next time, die of an infected
scratch. See if I care!"
"Your healing skills are only outweighed by your generous sympathy," Miroku bit dryly.
"Ah, it still burns..."
With a roll of her eyes and a sigh, Kagome bent down and cupped Miroku's jaw in her
hands, tilting his face to the side. "Wuss," she hissed, puckering her lips and gently blowing
cooling air across the monk's inflamed skin.
After three slow, soothing breaths, Kagome stopped. Her hands still held his face in her
desired position and she didn't bother to sit up, leaving her hovering over Miroku's chest. "Is that
better, Mr. Whiney?"
Miroku shifted to face her, brushing their noses together. He opened his mouth to speak
and his words brushed over Kagome's lips almost as if they were her own. "Mm. Quite."
Authors Notes: It doesn't feel QUITE finished to me, but...eh. Drabbles are meant to be short
and left to the imagination, anyway. It's actually kinda nice that it stops abruptly and makes you
imagine the obvious yourself.
I'm getting closer and closer to my original idea here, but this isn't QUITE it...I'm going to do
my best to write that tonight, but I hope I won't get sidetracked. If I do, then I might just extend
this drabble for a day just so I can...We'll see.
Let me know what you think. I like this one best of all my MirKag drabbles, myself.
Okay, my second entry was TECHNICALLY late, but...eh. I lost about three days because of
sleep and thought that I had an extra day to finish. Heck, I thought I even had time to squeeze one
more in before the challenge week ended! I know I shouldn't bend the rules, but...well, I probably
wouldn't care much more if someone else (with a halfway decent excuse) wanted to turn a
drabble in a day early, either.
Btw, you can find the extra drabble that I didn't get to post here:
Thanks to bBlack Dahlia (who never forgets!) and grapesRgone (a newbie to the drabble
challenges!) for their excellent entries, as well. I know that bBlack Dahlia is already on top of the
"unsaid" challenge for next week, so let's hope that many others follow her example!
Megami
Category: Drabble
Author: Megami
Rating: PG ( K+ ) I don't know why, it just doesn't feel G...maybe b/c she ends up on top of
him?
Challenge: Introduction
Words: 500 exactly
Miroku hissed and jerked away. "Kagome-sama, are you certain that this...this potion of
yours is appropriate for treating my injuries? Surely you have a far...gentler salve in your
supplies."
"Guys are such babies," the time-jumping miko snorted, dabbing more rubbing alcohol
onto her cotton ball. "It doesn't hurt that much. C'mere."
"I'm quite healed now, thank you," Miroku declined, backing away with one hand held
over the scratch on his cheek and the other before him in surrender.
"Oh, come on! Don't be such a wimp," Kagome scolded, launching herself at him with
the bottle of antiseptic clutched tightly in her fist.
Miroku dived out of the way. "I'm not entirely certain what this wimp' title implies, but,
I assure you, the accusation is unfounded. The simple fact that I wish my healing process to
involve the least pain possible does not augh!"
Foiled!
With a quick move inspired by InuYasha, Kagome pinned Miroku flat on the dusty floor
of Kaede's hut, knees firmly straddling his arms to his sides. The futuristic miko was triumphant
as she soaked a new swab and began dabbing at Miroku's cheek again. "See? That's not so bad,
is it?"
The monk attempted to wrench himself away from her clutches, but there were no
alternatives to his situation without throwing Kagome clear across the room. Something that
Kagome was well aware and, in fact, taking advantage of with a cheerful smirk.
"Ahh! Kagome-sama, please!" Miroku whimpered, face scrunched up in a flinch. "It
burns!"
"Serves you right," Kagome sniffed, holding him firmly by the jaw to prevent further
movement. "This is the punishment you get for groping women. Think of it as karma, or
something."
"I merely wished to introduce myself to ow, oww!"
"There, all done."
Miroku jutted out his lower lip in a pout. "So your torture is finished, then?"
Kagome glowered back. "I expect InuYasha to act like a baby, but I thought you might be
more mature about this. After all, it's for your own good."
"You are aware, of course, that this potion of yours hurts as much as you claim it helps?"
With a dramatic huff, Kagome threw up her hands. "Fine! Next time, die of an infected
scratch. See if I care!"
"Your healing skills are only outweighed by your generous sympathy," Miroku bit dryly.
"Ah, it still burns..."
With a roll of her eyes and a sigh, Kagome bent down and cupped Miroku's jaw in her
hands, tilting his face to the side. "Wuss," she hissed, puckering her lips and gently blowing
cooling air across the monk's inflamed skin.
After three slow, soothing breaths, Kagome stopped. Her hands still held his face in her
desired position and she didn't bother to sit up, leaving her hovering over Miroku's chest. "Is that
better, Mr. Whiney?"
Miroku shifted to face her, brushing their noses together. He opened his mouth to speak
and his words brushed over Kagome's lips almost as if they were her own. "Mm. Quite."
Authors Notes: It doesn't feel QUITE finished to me, but...eh. Drabbles are meant to be short
and left to the imagination, anyway. It's actually kinda nice that it stops abruptly and makes you
imagine the obvious yourself.
I'm getting closer and closer to my original idea here, but this isn't QUITE it...I'm going to do
my best to write that tonight, but I hope I won't get sidetracked. If I do, then I might just extend
this drabble for a day just so I can...We'll see.
Let me know what you think. I like this one best of all my MirKag drabbles, myself.
Okay, my second entry was TECHNICALLY late, but...eh. I lost about three days because of
sleep and thought that I had an extra day to finish. Heck, I thought I even had time to squeeze one
more in before the challenge week ended! I know I shouldn't bend the rules, but...well, I probably
wouldn't care much more if someone else (with a halfway decent excuse) wanted to turn a
drabble in a day early, either.
Btw, you can find the extra drabble that I didn't get to post here:
Thanks to bBlack Dahlia (who never forgets!) and grapesRgone (a newbie to the drabble
challenges!) for their excellent entries, as well. I know that bBlack Dahlia is already on top of the
"unsaid" challenge for next week, so let's hope that many others follow her example!
Megami