InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome Smells ❯ Kagome Smells - Cross Purposes ( Chapter 8 )

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We do some pretty strange things when we�re not quite awake...as InuYasha discovers. How will he keep down his "urges?" And how far will Kagome go to get him to respond? Odd things happen when two work at cross purposes.

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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.11.2007 | Pages: 7 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 4.6K | Status: Work In Progress

Kagome Smells - Cross Purposes

By Majicman55

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of InuYasha. I just like to play with the characters.

The sun was setting as InuYasha punted the shallow boat down the center of the slow-running stream that ran near the village. The western sky was ablaze with fiery oranges and reds as the hanyou steered towards the dock.

Sitting in front of him was a very pretty young girl wearing miko garb. As they reached the dock, the girl grabbed the front bow line and tied the boat securely. InuYasha tied off the aft end so the boat wouldn't drift back into the stream when they stepped out.

The scene was all-too-familiar to the hanyou. Something in the back of his mind told him he was dreaming this…as he had so many times before. The next thing he knew, he was on the dock and the miko had climbed from the boat. She would trip, as she always did in his dream, and fall into his arms. He would look down at her as she looked up into his eyes and…

…and…

…and what was that scent?

For some reason he had looked up when he detected that scent. He looked down again at the girl who had fallen into his arms…

…and gulped.

Two perfect breasts were practically falling out of the miko's top.

InuYasha felt frozen in place. “Ki-Kikyo?”

The girl became angry. “Kikyo? Kikyo? My name is Kagome. Ka-go-me!” As she pronounced each syllable of her name, her perfect breasts jiggled in front of him.

He just wanted to…touch…them.

“InuYasha…InuYasha? Unhand me!”

InuYasha opened his eyes to discover that he was in Kaede's hut and that the elder miko was leaning over him, none too pleased.

“I do not know what ye were dreaming, InuYasha, but ye shall stop that immediately.” The old miko retreated to her doorway and called outside, “Miroku! Ye shall come and sit with InuYasha now, if ye please.” As the monk entered, Kaede left, gumbling that at least the monk wouldn't have to worry about the hanyou mistreating him.

Miroku looked at InuYasha, puzzled. “What was Lady Kaede talking about?”

“Feh. I was having a dream and I guess I grabbed her.” InuYasha was glad it was dark enough in the hut that the bouzu couldn't see him blush.

“Ah, I see. Well, we often do things in dreams we wouldn't do while awake, and merely grabbing someone isn't so…wait. Kaede did seem a little upset.” The monk fidgeted a moment, looking at his own hand, and then shuddered. “Where did you grab her?”

“I grabbed her where I shouldn't. Okay, bouzu?”

The monk shuddered as he conjured up a mental image of first Kagome's breasts (what he had seen of them), followed by what he imagined the Kaede's breasts looked like. “You're sick, InuYasha.”

“Coming from you…”

“At least I don't grab old women's…”

“Ye would be wise to shut up in there!”

Both the monk and the hanyou glanced towards the doorway.

“Oi, she's got good ears for an old woman.”

“I heard ye, InuYasha.” The elder miko poked her head inside her hut. “Now this old woman could use a breath of fresh air. Miroku will look after ye while I search for some medicinal herbs. Mayhaps I shall find one that stops hanyous from saying stupid things.” And with that, the flap over the doorway swung closed again.

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“You want what, InuYasha?”

“You heard me, bouzu.” The hanyou had gotten into a cross-legged, sitting position. I need something that will stop me from responding to Kagome.”

“Umm, pardon me…but what do you mean by `responding?'”

InuYasha stared at the monk. “You have to ask?”

Miroku held up one hand, palm out, in a placating gesture. “I just had to be sure I knew what you meant.” Miroku continued, “You want me to help you not respond to Kagome?”

“Keh.”

“I know lots of ways to help a man improve his love life, but not many to stop it.” Miroku paused again. “Wait. Are you saying about Lady Kalgome what I think you're saying?”

“Feh! I ain't sayin' nothin'! She's just been acting weird and it's getting to me.”

“Is that why you grabbed Kaede's breast?”

“I dunno. It might…”

“You did! You did grab her breast! Ewwwwwwww.”

“Monk…”

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Sango looked to her friend as they both sat in the hot springs. “What is it with you and bathing, Kagome? You've always taken more baths than anyone I know. Now it's like you want several a day.”

Kagome sighed. “I keep forgetting you can't smell it like I can, but every time I get excited around InuYasha, I feel almost compelled to wash off the scent.

“What happened in the well, Kagome?”

Kagome related all the sordid details, including what had happened when she jumped back through the well and found herself straddling InuYasha's face. “But the part I don't get, Sango, is…I mean…I've seen ten-ton youkai swat him into a cliff without knocking him out. How could my landing on him do what they couldn't?”

Sango just stared at her friend. The taijiya was still getting over her mental image of Kagome's legs wrapped around the hanyou's head.

“Sango?”

“Huh?” The taijiya's eyes came back into focus as she considered what to say. “You have noticed how InuYasha is affected by scents, haven't you?”

“Yes. Of course.”

“Then you've seen how certain smells can make him dizzy…to the point of unconsciousness?”

“Y-Yes.”

“And where was his nose buried?”

Kagome didn't answer. The miko was too busy turning twelve shades of red. Finally…

“Will he remember?”

“He might. He might not.”

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“So you want me to take away your sense of smell?” The monk sat, nursing his bumps, as he awaited the hanyou's answer.

“Yeah. That should do it. If I can't smell her, I think I can keep myself under control.”

“You're saying it was her scent that caused you to act that way at the well?” The monk grinned. “Here I thought it was her…low-cut top.”

It was both, okay?” The hanyou grumbled, “Especially with what happened after that.”

“After that, InuYasha? You never did tell me exactly what happened inside the well and how you got knocked out.”

“It ain't none of your business, bouzu!”

“If you want my help, it is my business.”

“Feh! She landed on me.”

“Oh, come on, InuYasha. Kagome weighs less than Sango. How could she possibly…”

“After I jumped through the well, I only had enough time to look up when she called my name. I tried to catch her, but her legs shot by on each side of my head. I remember a strong, spicy scent…then waking up here in Kaede's hut…”

“…where you promptly fondled your benefactor.”

“Would you shut up?”

Miroku was having more than a little trouble keeping a straight face. In fact, every time he tried to get serious, the image of Kagome's nether region impacting InuYasha's face returned and he had to endure another fit of laughter. His ribs were beginning to hurt.

Finally, a look boding his imminent demise at the hands of InuYasha helped him regain some seriousness. “I don't know that getting rid of your sense of smell would be such a good idea.”

InuYasha was about to protest when the monk held up his hand. “Stop. You have used your youkai senses to detect our enemies too many times to sacrifice even one of them. How would you feel if Kagome came to harm because you couldn't smell an enemy?”

“Oi, I hadn't thought of that.”

“So now do you want me to get rid of your sense of smell?”

“I guess not.”

Miroku sighed in relief. He hadn't really wanted to suggest to the hanyou that he cut off his own nose. Another idea came to him. “There is one thing that might help.”

“Oi?”

“It's most often used to help men who have trouble…shall we say…lasting?”

“Huh?

“Premature ejaculators.”

The hanyou turned his head slightly and looked at Miroku quizzically.

“Guys who go off too soon?”

“Feh! Ya coulda just said so.”

Miroku rolled his eyes. “There's a trick they use that might help you.”

InuYasha was desperate. “What do I do?”

“You have to get yourself…un-excited. When you feel yourself responding to Lady Kagome, you must think of something decidedly un-sexual…like, say, Naraku…or Kaede, nude.” Miroku smirked. “Although I don't know if that last one would work for you…”

“Monk…”

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“What do you mean, he might or might not?” Kagome looked confused.

Sango finished wrapping her traveling kimono around herself. “Have you ever smelled something cooking and suddenly remembered a dinner your mother made you years ago?”

Kagome thought about it. “Yes.”

“The sense of smell is a funny thing…and some say it's the strongest tie to memory. Look at how many smells you've memorized so far.”

“Yeah, you're right. When I first got this youkai sense of smell from InuYasha, everything overwhelmed me. Now that I know a lot of the scents, I can handle it a lot more.”

“See?”

“So,” said Kagome, “you're saying that InuYasha's and my ability to smell each other's…excitement…will eventually fade into the background?”

Sango smiled. Her smile got broader. She started to giggle. “Oh, no. Not at all.”

Kagome was getting nervous again. “And wh-why not?”

“Hmmmm.” Sango pondered what to say. Finally she had it. “Does a tree respond to your scent?”

“No. Why?”

“Does a horse?”

“It might…I guess.”

“Okay, bad example.” Sango paused. “Okay, maybe not bad. When you get on a horse, it can sense if you're nervous. Right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“And you might get more nervous `cause you sense that it senses you're nervous.”

“Ummm, yeah.”

“So the horse acts up more and you get more nervous and the horse…”

“I get it. I get it.” Kagome looked thoughtful. “We call that `feedback.' It's when, say, two people keep building on each other's responses until…are you saying InuYasha and I will reinforce each other's responses?”

“Well, I don't think either of you are trees.”

Kagome gulped. “I've got to talk with Kaede again. There's got to be something I can do besides cutting my nose off.”

“Huh?”

Just then the elder miko appeared over the top of the small hill that lay between the village and the hot springs. Kaede looked lost in thought until Kagome and Sango raced up to greet her.

“Good day to ye. I see that ye and Sango have just bathed. Perhaps that is what I shall do.”

“Join us some time, Kaede. You would be most welcome…and you could try some of Kagome's soaps and shampoos from the future,” said the taijiya.

“Thank ye. Thank ye. It would be most gratifying to me to take ye up on your kind offer.”

Kagome couldn't wait to ask her question of Kaede. “Are you sure there are no other ways for me to get rid of this cursed youkai sense of smell?”

The elder miko sighed. “Aside from cutting your nose off, I know of none…although I will research it. Perhaps there may be a way to dull the sense temporarily.”

“Oh, thank you, Kaede,” gushed Kagome. “Please tell me anything you may learn.”

“Aye, child. Ye can be sure of it.”

Kagome bowed politely to the elder miko. “Thank you so much.”

“One thing I can tell ye.”

Kagome's eyes snapped up to meet Kaede's.”

“InuYasha has soft hands.”

A/N: Weird what our dreams tell us…and weirder what we do when we're not quite awake. Wonder what InuYasha will think about to keep down his urges. And how far will Kagome go to get him to respond? Odd things can happen when two work at cross purposes.

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