InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inuyasha's Modern Times ❯ When is close to close or Bad touch ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Inuyasha’s Modern Times

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Author’s notes: “ ” means that someone is talking. ‘ ’ means that some is thinking something or thinking to themselves. “...” Mean that someone is at a lose for words.
I was at this party one day and this guy came up to me and said... “hmm I've been watching you for a while and it looks like we are both here for the same thing..” I replied “I am here looking for guys and if you are here looking for the same thing I don’t want to talk to you.”

Chapter 3 When is close to close or Bad touch

It was hard stopping a half demon half out of his mind but just like Kagome her mother could subdue Inuyasha, and without the sit command. Miroku was amazed. Seeing how she didn’t know what didn’t happen with him and Inuyasha and the cat and all. All it took was the promise of meat and ramen and that seal the deal. She even got him to put of his impending search for Kagome, who is currently at a slumber party with three of her devout friends.

Kagome mother drag him and Miroku, with Grampa in toe to the house.

“ You and your friend can use Kagome’s room while you stay here.”

Inuyasha panicked.

“ No, I not sleeping in the same room with him.”

Miroku shook his head and sighed. ‘You’d think he’d get over that it not like I enjoyed it.’

Kagome’s mom didn’t miss a beat she rubbed his triangular white ear and explained that she understood, when she really didn’t. She told him she’d put Miroku in Souta room. She told him he could go into the kitchen and pick two of his favorite ramen flavorer for a before dinner snake. And he was off, mumbling something about how he wouldn’t leave his child with a sexual predator who molests people when they’re unable to defend themselves.

Kagome’s mom didn’t bat a lash( Author: Why is this women always cool under the most strained circumstances?) although she didn’t keep her back to Miroku for long, she’s heard all her daughter stories about the famed lecherous monk. She quickly turned around just in time to greet him with a hand shake that was meant for her bottom.
“Mr.. . . ?”

“ oh haa...haa. ...just Miroku.”

“ It’s nice to meet you “Just Miroku”.”

He laughed uncomfortably all the while she still shaking his hand. He looked at their intertwined hand and smile a tooth cracking smile. She came closer that social necessary.

“I’ve been told so much about you I fill I already know you.”

She told him steal shaking his hand.

“ We’re having an early dinner then I will leave you boys to you own devices, but Souta and Grampa will be here and they can help you with whatever you need.”

Still, shaking his hand.

“Oh..?”

He said nervously. Voices cracking like a 13-year-old boy, all the while she hasn’t let go of his hand.

‘Doesn’t she know the meaning of personal space?’

“Yes I am afraid. I have a sick friend I have to visit in the next town, I maybe away for the whole night... and...”

She went on seemingly oblivious of how uncomfortable she was making him. Uncomfortable cause he couldn’t use his hand for what they were meant for, uncomfortable because she was eerily close and unsuspecting, uncomfortable because that’s never stopped him before. Yes he was very uncomfortable to say the least.

“... I hope you have fun while you waiting for Kagome. There’s so much here to see and do.”

“ Uhm... what are we doing.” He said eyeing the yet to be separated hands.

“...we were talking, now your asking a question.”

“...”

“ Know what was I saying... oh yes, and if you need anything ask Souta.”

“ You said that.”

“Your right I guess I did, forgive this woman in her old age.”

She laughed and if he wasn’t mistaken got a little closer. Usually he would have said something flattening with a touch of shameless flirtation. Some thing like..
.
...No, no, no your not old, but well aged like a fine sake. Ready to be tasted, savored, relished slowly as the night goes on. Then, and only then should you be finished off with the roll of the tongue.

But there was none of that. He, while she still was holding his hand, tried to if he could slip it away from her unnoticed...

(Author’s deranged ranting, filler is good ;-)
-And you know what?
No what?
-Do you really want to know?
I ask didn’t I?
-Well if your going to be like that...
No I am was just trying to say I’d like to know.
-It didn’t sound like that to me.
What did it sound like then?
-You know what I am tired of your put downs.
I wasn’t putting you down I just wanted to know.
- What I’d like to know is who’s Brittney
I don’t know any Brittnys.’
- Oh really! She was on your mind last night when we were together.
- My mother was right about you Frank.
- I am leaving and you can keep the kids.
Kids? Frank ? Who’s Frank?
- Oh Uhm... He didn’t get his hand free not even a little bit.
Oh ahhh ahhh ahhh that’s funny (sigh)
Who’s Frank?
- No one. I love you Fred...?
- Phillip?
No!
- Jaso...
Not even close.
- Whoever you are I love you okay! God!
Whatever!
( End of Author’s deranged ranting)

No such luck it just wouldn’t come free. Just then Inuyasha enters the room that housed an uncomfortable monk and an overzealous Mother of two. He had a few noodles still hanging from the sides of his mouth but other than that nothing was different about his demeanor. One would say that his conduct was right on after eating four cups of ramen, when he was sternly told to have just two. He notices the vice like hold the two seem to be holding. Instinct took over and instinct being: an inborn tendency or impulse to behave in a certain way. And his impulse coming from the well incident that will not be spoken of again, and just knowing Miroku told him that whatever was wrong was Miroku fault. Inuyasha eyed Miroku suspiciously.

“ Hey you aren’t trying to hit on KAGOME! mom are you Miroku.”

Miroku was at a lose for word. Not because of Inuyasha accusation but rather Kagome mother’s actions.She let go of Miroku which would have been the wrong move in another situation but it’s wasn’t that kind of situation, well not any more. Our dear, dear Miroku, the monk that always works his was from the bottom literally was as timid as a abused pup; and let me tell you Miroku knew about abuse. She smiled and relied...

“Who Miroku-kun? No he was the perfect gentleman.”

She winked and bumped the side of her hips to his.

“...”

Was Miroku impudent trademark reply...(not)

That was as good enough answer for him and he went to sit on the couch none to close to Buyo.

“Sleep with one eye open MEAT!”

He said to the cat.

Miroku and his new found inadequacies joined Inuyasha on the couch hands folded in lap. Kagome Mother mean while set out to make dinner for her interesting guests. Smiling all the while thinking...

‘ Isn’t that just like a man wanting something then backing down when it’s presented to them?’

She laughed and then got a wicked ideal. She back away from what she was doing so that she could be seen in the kitchen door way and call to the them...

“ If I don’t get some help in her dinners going tot be late.”

Inuyasha got up grumbling.

“ Feh... I guess I’ll help.”

“No Inuyasha you seem to be under a lot of stress you sit down I am sure Miroku-kun will help me.”

“...”

“Okay you heard her monk you have to earn you meal tonight.”

Inuyasha said pushing Miroku off the couch. He took his time getting to the kitchen hoping for anything to happen to get him out of this. He thought of ever thing short of payer.

‘Earn? What will she expect as payment?’

His perverted mind worked on in it’s usually lecherous way. He finally mad it to the door of the kitchen and picked his head though.

“Uhm... you said you need some help?”

“Oh yes thank you. I need help cutting the vegetables. Come here let me show you how.”

He walks over to her she stood behind him and he visibly stiffens. She bring her had to his beaded one putting the knife in it and while leaning her chin over his shoulders, giggles...

“You cut them into little pieces, likes so.”

Her breathe on his lower lobe should have set him off but it didn’t. He quickly assure her that he got the just of it and nervously went to work.

Dinner was ready after several run in with Kagome mom absently bumping up against him in a rather large kitchen. And not a moment to soon for Mirokus liking.

They sat down to eat, him making sure that he sat no where remotely close to Kagome mom. ‘Good, good now it was time to have a good home cooked meal.’ He asked Inuyasha could he pass the ramen and he did. He was about to thank him but...

“ THANK you INUYAHSA.”

Miroku half yelled earning him looks from three of the four other dinner at the table. The fourth dinner was smiling innocently enough with her toes tickling Miroku’s more sensitiva area.

“ God Miroku what’s wrong with you today.”

“...”
He tried to push the offending foot away and not draw attention. Suddenly Inuyasha heard a purr and felt something furry rub up against him under the table. He went in for the kill.

“This end tonight you fur ridden miscreant.”

Under the table he witnessed the most depraved act imaginable. There in Miroku’s crotch

was Kagome’s mother foot. And not just her foot here foot moving in kinda circular motions. He came up unnoticed, eyes as big a saucers. Kagome mother notice this and with a worried look still not breaking he action under the table...

“ Inuyasha are you okay isn’t the food to you liking.”

“ No it’s fine I am just not very hunger.”

Inuyasha took a drink of water: Grampa filling left out because he hasn’t had a line in this chapter all day and him being the real star of the series and the other his back up decided to put his two cents in.

“Inuyasha not hunger something must be afoot.”

Inuyasha preceded to spray the person sitting across from him with his drink which happened to be Souta.

Kagome mother could do nothing but laugh at the state of affairs.

“ Afoot indeed.”

Miroku finally said closing his thighs lightly around her foot trapping it. Kagome mother blushed iridescently while Miroku went on hold her retreating foot in place.

“ I think he still having a HARD time eating without Kagome”

Miroku said sinking back into his old ways. She saw his point more like felt it.

He looked over to the socked woman and smile.

“You look like your having a HARD time as well.”

He smiled even more lecherous than ever if that were possible.

“ Maybe after dinner I’ll leaned you a helpful hand.”

He winked at her. ‘ I fill lot better.’

Inuyasha turned paled.

“ Nothing right anymore!”

Under the table a meow was uttered.

“ Dammed cat.”

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