InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome Smells ❯ Kagome Smells - Pleasure & Pain ( Chapter 10 )

Kagome Smells - Pleasure & Pain

By Majicman55

 

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

 

PAIN-pain-PAIN-pain-PAIN-PAIN-pain!” thought InuYasha.

 

“Ki-Ki-Ki-Ki-Kikyo…Ki-Kikyo…KIKYO…ahhh !” was all he could manage to blather.

 

“He must be in real pain,” thought a teary-eyed Kagome as she continued to examine the hanyou's privates through his robes. She hadn't had the nerve to undress him, especially in front of everyone else, and was satisfying herself with examining him this way. “There there,” she cooed. “It's not Kikyo. I'm Kagome. You can relax. I won't hurt you.”

 

It didn't seem to be doing any good.

 

She could sense that spell flaring up again as she touched the poor hanyou. “Why did she have to do this to him?” Her anger caused her miko powers to flare for an instant.

 

“KIKYO-YO-YO!” The hanyou's body arched once, held stiff for several seconds and collapsed to earth.

 

Kagome's eyes widened and she gasped. “I think his wound's reopened! I can feel something warm and sticky on my hand!”

 

Sango rushed over to help. She was turning beet red at the thought of having to watch Kagome undress the hanyou, but InuYasha was their friend and she couldn't let him die through inaction. Besides, Kagome would be more mortified than she was. She developed a sort of morbid fascination as she watched the miko rip the hanyou's clothes off.

 

 

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Miroku remained supine, off to the side. He had a good guess what had happened. He knew that InuYasha had been causing himself great pain by using the charm and he had felt the flare of Kagome's power as she worked on the hanyou.

 

The hanyou had found himself suddenly released from the effects of the talisman. His body had reacted in the only way possible.

 

Miroku lay back silently and closed his eyes. “I don't think I want to watch this.” He started to ponder excuses he could give the girls so he could disappear for a few days - at least until InuYasha cooled off.

 

 

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Kagome had managed to remove InuYasha's hakamas and was struggling with his fundoshi when something began registering in the still-rational part of her brain. “Why don't I smell…”

 

Unfortunately, it was at this point that the fundoshi came off and they got their first good view of where the injuries were supposed to be.

 

“Uhh, K-K-Kagome?” sputtered the taijiya. “I don't think that's blood.”

 

Miroku couldn't resist smiling at the girls' response.

 

“EWWWWWWWWWWW!”

 

The hanyou remained unconscious.

 

Off to the side, the monk fought hard both to get the smile off his face and to avoid giggling.

 

Both girls were staring at the still-unconscious hanyou. Staring at a specific part of him.

 

The taijiya spoke first. “He sure is…big…isn't he?”

 

“Sango!”

 

“S-Sorry, Kagome.”

 

The miko was alternating between glancing at her sticky hand and staring at InuYasha. “You're right.”

 

“Kagome?”

 

“He is big.”

 

“I know. Can you imagine having something like that inside you?”

 

Kagome looked briefly at Sango and turned away, blushing.

 

“She IS imagining it,” thought Sango, with an inward smile. “Wait a second. I'll get a towel from your backpack. We'll clean him up a bit and get his clothes back on.”

 

Kagome just nodded and waited for her friend to return with the towel.

 

“Here you go. I dampened it for you.”

 

Kagome took the towel and gently cleaned InuYasha. She tried hard to think of herself as a nurse in a hospital, but she could smell the spiciness starting to roll off her. And when she began to clean his member, and it began stiffening from her ministrations, she felt like she was broadcasting her response to every youkai within five miles.

 

“But,” she kept reminding herself, “he kept calling for Kikyo.” Somehow she avoided crying as dressed the hanyou as best she could. Sango helped once Kagome got past putting InuYasha's fundoshi back on him, and soon they had him dressed.

 

 

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“Shards! Two of them. Approaching very fast!”

 

“Are you sure, Kagome?” The monk had jumped up as soon as he heard the word “shards” and was now looking around wildly.

 

“Y-Yes. It's Koga.”

 

Sango stared at Miroku. “You recovered awfully quickly.”

 

“I am always faster when you or Lady Kagome is in danger.”

 

“Hmpf.” Sango looked in the direction Kagome was pointing. A small whirlwind was rapidly approaching. A scant hundred yards away, it settled into the figure of Koga, Prince of the wolf tribe.

 

Kagome glanced at InuYasha, who finally seemed to be stirring, but was not awake yet. “Why, Koga. It is nice to see you.” Kagome was doing her best to remain calm, but the spicy scent coming from Koga was enough to make her a little wobbly.

 

Koga took her hands in his, as if to steady her, although it seemed to have the opposite effect. “Hello, Kagome. I caught your scent and came here right away to see if dog-turd has been taking proper care of my mate.”

 

Kagome's brain finally succeeded in categorizing Koga's scent (wolf, male, incredibly sexy, attention unwanted) and she was finally able to steady herself. “I just bet you caught my scent,” thought Kagome. “I am not your mate, Koga.”

 

“Not yet.”

 

“Doesn't he ever get a clue?” thought Kagome.

 

All of a sudden the wolf prince began sniffing the air around Kagome and in InuYasha's direction.

 

“You filthy cur! What have you done to my Kagome?”

 

“Eep,” thought Kagome.

 

Koga stomped up to InuYasha, who had been left propped up, sitting against a tree, and kicked him. The hanyou fell over, snoring.

 

The wolf prince was incredulous. He was insulted that the hanyou would pretend to sleep through their confrontation until he realized InuYasha really was asleep. “What happened to him?”

 

“He didn't take a small youkai seriously and it kicked him in the…in the…” Kagome was blushing profusely.

 

“Ku-Ku-Ku-Ku! I get it! And he soiled himself in the process!” Koga was laughing hard. “That's rich!” Koga took a sniff of Kagome, looked thoughtful for a second, and then turned serious again. “I thought he had forced himself on you. I would have killed him.”

 

“InuYasha would never `force himself' on me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm still nursing him back to health.”

 

“If you say so, Kagome, although you're wasting your time. When you're done nursing dog-turd, come to the lands of the wolf tribe and see how much better I'll protect you.”

 

“Thank you, Koga, but my place right now is with InuYasha.”

 

“Sure, sure.” Koga walked past the monk and the taijiya, glancing at Sango in the process, jogged a couple of hundred feet away and resumed his whirlwind travel. The last thing they heard of him was “in the balls! Ku-Ku-Ku-Ku-Ku!”

 

As he left, Kagome detected a new round of Koga's spicy scent that seemed to come from where he had paused to glance at the taijiya. “He really IS a wolf,” she thought.

 

 

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InuYasha was finally waking up. He didn't remember exactly what had happened, but the scents in the air gave him a pretty good idea.

 

First, his legs hurt…as if someone had kicked him…and he could smell the lingering odor of Koga. Had that filthy wolf been here bothering Kagome? He growled at the thought.

 

“InuYasha?”

 

The hanyou opened his eyes and turned his head to find Miroku staring back at him. “You're still here? I'm surprised.”

 

“I thought about leaving to visit Master Mushin for a while, but then thought better of it.”

 

“Why do I smell Koga?”

 

“He was here. He seemed to smell something, which caused him to curse and kick you, but Kagome got him to settle down.”

 

“Feh.”

 

“InuYasha, let me see the talisman.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I don't think it's working anymore. Let me see it.”

 

The hanyou withdrew the lanyard from around his neck and handed the whole thing to Miroku. “Here.”

 

“Just as I thought,” said the monk. There was barely anything left of the charm, save the bit the lanyard had been threaded through.

 

“Oi. What happened to it?”

 

“Let's just say I wouldn't want to be on Lady Kagome's bad side.”

 

“She purified it?” asked InuYasha.

 

“I should say so.”

 

 

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Closer to, and on the other side of, the fire, the taijiya was busy consoling her friend. “It can't be that bad, Kagome.”

 

“All I do is hurt him,” groaned Kagome. She looked to her friend. “He kept calling out for Kikyo and all I could do was get angrier and angrier. It's a miracle I was able to stay as gentle as I did.” Kagome looked down again. “Did I tell you I purified the spell on him?”

 

“No. You did?”

 

“Yeah. I guess I was so angry, it just happened.”

 

“We all do things out of anger, sometimes.” The taijiya smiled. “Look at me and Miroku.”

 

Kagome couldn't help giggling. “I guess you're right. At least I discovered a few things.”

 

“What's that, Kagome?”

 

“The good news is that InuYasha isn't completely impotent…at least not yet.”

 

“And the bad news?”

 

“I think he's a premature ejaculator.”

 

 

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“No, I don't know of anything else I can do for you, InuYasha, nor am I going to make you another charm. That last one almost killed you,” the monk noted as he prepared his bedroll.

 

“Keh! What am I supposed to do, then?”

 

“You could always admit that you like her.”

 

“She knows I like her.”

 

“No, I mean that you `like' her.”

 

InuYasha's eyes got as big as saki bowls. “I can't do that!”

 

“I know,” grumbled Miroku. “Kikyo, Kikyo. It's always Kikyo.” The monk fixed the hanyou with an intense look. “Someday you'll have to explain to me why you insist on following that abomination.”

 

“K-Keh.”

 

“Oh well,” said Miroku. “Tomorrow should be interesting.”

 

“InuYasha?” Kagome was calling for the hanyou.

 

Miroku looked towards Kagome's voice. As he did so, he heard a rush. When he looked back, the hanyou was gone. “Figures.” He looked back towards the sound of Kagome's approaching footsteps.

 

“Miroku? Have you seen InuYasha?”

 

The monk pointed up towards the trees. “He said he needed to keep watch over us.”

 

Kagome shook her head sadly. “He shouldn't be doing that. He should stay where I can keep an eye on him.”

 

“I agree.”

 

Kagome took a small sniff, not enough that Miroku would notice it, but she still detected InuYasha's spicy scent nearby. “Probably thinking about Kikyo again.” She turned to leave. “If you see him, tell him I'm going to bed, but would like to talk with him before I sleep.”

 

“You can count on me, Lady Kagome.”

 

“Thanks.”

 

Miroku listened as Kagome's footsteps retreated. The girls weren't sleeping that far away - only across the campfire - but it was far enough for a modicum of privacy. As softly as he could manage, he whispered, “InuYasha?”

 

Back came the whisper, “I heard.”

 

 

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“Kagome?” whispered the hanyou.

 

“InuYasha.”

 

“You wanted to talk?”

 

The miko remained in her sleeping bag. “It's a little cool tonight, InuYasha. Come, sit beside me.”

 

InuYasha approached Kagome with a lot of trepidation, but at least it was dark out and she wouldn't be able to see any reaction he might have. He smiled at that. At least she was only human. He sat on the ground next to her sleeping bag. “I'm here.”

 

Kagome giggled. “I know.”

 

“Huh?”

 

There's just enough light from the fire.”

 

“Oh.” InuYasha could smell the tears in Kagome's eyes.

 

“I wanted to apologize.”

 

“Keh. What for?”

 

“It seems that everything I do hurts you.”

 

“That's not true, Kagome.” InuYasha cursed himself inwardly. He had meant to keep his distance from Kagome, but here he was, unable to do it.

 

“You were in such pain, earlier, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't comfort you.”

 

“Feh. It's okay.”

 

“Stay with me tonight.”

 

“H-Huh?”

 

Kagome scrunched up her nose. There had been a tremendous blast of InuYasha's spice…so much that she had almost fainted.

 

“Kagome, I dunno if that's such a good idea.” InuYasha shook his head. “What the hell is going on with her?” He checked her scent. “Spicy…but, at the same time, sad. Is there something wrong she's not telling me?”

 

“I just want to be near you tonight, InuYasha.” Kagome was very careful to draw air in through her nose very quietly. Spicy, yet sad. What isn't he telling me?” She turned her “Kagome eyes” on him.

 

“Feh. Okay.”

 

 

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“At least the weather is cooperating,” thought Kagome. She noticed that it had turned into one of those nights you kept your head under the covers. It was time to put her plan into action.

 

“InuYasha?”

 

“Keh.”

 

“It's cold.”

 

“I ain't no weak human,” grumbled the hanyou.

 

“Perhaps you'd like to share the sleeping bag.”

 

“Wh-What?”

 

“Just for warmth, InuYasha, nothing else.” Kagome put a note of sternness in her voice. “You aren't going to turn into Miroku on me, are you?”

 

“F-Feh. No.”

 

Kagome slid backwards and pulled the cover back so the hanyou could get in. “You can turn away from me, if you want…if you're embarrassed. It's okay.”

 

InuYasha turned away from Kagome. It would make keeping some things from her easier. After a few minutes, just as the hanyou was relaxing, he felt Kagome snuggle up against his back. He tensed.

 

“Relax,” Kagome sighed.

 

Now, few people knew this, but all five senses of youkai are much more acute than a human's. Everyone knew that youkai had sharper eyesight, hearing, smell and taste, but few knew that youkai (and hanyous) have a sharper sense of touch.

 

Kagome's breasts were planted in InuYasha's back.

 

Her nipples had hardened.

 

InuYasha felt himself…responding. He made the mistake (probably by habit) of sniffing for Kagome's scent. Spicy. Unbelievably spicy. Still tinged with sadness, but so spicy he was becoming intoxicated.

 

“Kikyo, Kikyo, Ki-Kikyo,” he mumbled. He didn't have the charm anymore, but it might help.

 

Kagome drew back and he smelled tears. He was just feeling sorry for having to hurt her feelings when he felt the miko press against him again. His eyes almost rolled back into his head when she squirmed until she found a comfortable position. Finally, she stopped.

 

“Oh, InuYasha?”

 

“K-Keh.”

 

“I just remembered. All I'm wearing is a long t-shirt, so be careful not to expose me when you get out of the sleeping bag tomorrow, 'kay?”

 

“K-K-K-K-K-K-Keh.”

 

Kagome squirmed a bit more, enjoying the effect it had on the hanyou. “At least he responds to me,” she thought. She sniffed. “Oh yeah. He responds.” For a moment, she thought about going further, but then dismissed the thought. She wasn't out to seduce InuYasha. That wasn't her style, anyway. All she wanted to do was find out if he really was impotent (which it was - oh, yeah, again - looking like he wasn't), if he was a premature type of guy (the thought of which made her hand feel all sticky again), and if Kikyo was behind it all (there was that spell she had broken).

 

Kagome put all thoughts of seducing InuYasha to rest. At least thinking of Kikyo had cut back her scent response to the hanyou. She imagined it wouldn't even bother him, now. Kagome snuggled up against InuYasha's back, and drifted off to sleep.

 

InuYasha's eyes remained wide open.

 

 

 

A/N: There's an old saying: sometimes the cure is worse than the disease. InuYasha just found that out. Koga's made an appearance; but what will happen when Sesshomaru shows up, or Kikyo, or even Naraku? And Kagome's not out to seduce InuYasha. No-o, never.

 

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