InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome Smells ❯ Kagome Smells - The Morning After ( Chapter 13 )

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

Sango runs into Kagome at the spring the next morning and we get some insight into the miko's thinking. InuYasha and the monk also have a conversation. More confusion results.

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Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.28.2007 | Pages: 7 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 4.3K | Status: Work In Progress

Kagome Smells - The Morning After

By Majicman55

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

Sango, cooking pot in hand, paused when she reached the spring and found Kagome kneeling by the outlet, scrubbing her sleeping bag furiously. “Kagome?”

“Eep!” Kagome felt her heart pounding and took a deep breath to help herself calm down. “I'm sorry, Sango. I was so intent on what I was doing that you startled me.”

The taijiya squatted beside her friend. “InuYasha's not around?”

“No. I think he went hunting. Probably reassuring himself his vision's back to normal.”

“I see,” said Sango. “And what about your vision?”

Kagome had started scrubbing her sleeping bag again. She dropped it at her friend's question…instead turning to face Sango and place her hands on the taijiya's shoulders. “You were right. I'm so stupid, Sango. I can see in the dark now!”

Sango wondered why Kagome was so upset. She knew her friend didn't want these new abilities - especially considering how difficult it could make things with InuYasha - but there had to be more to it than that for her to be reacting so strongly. And what was this with her sleeping bag?

“What's going on, Kagome? What's with all the scrubbing?” The taijiya's eyes narrowed. “Did something happen last night?” Sango knew she had hit the mark when her friend blushed deeply.

“Yes. No. I mean, yes.” Kagome was on the verge of tears. She began scrubbing again. “I have to get the scent out!”

Sango gasped. “You. You and InuYasha. You two didn't…”

“N-no.”

The taijiya leaned forward and sniffed at her friend's laundry. “Then why does your sleeping bag smell like sex?”

Kagome wailed, “Even you can smell it!” Becoming irrational, she tossed a bottle of soap and something frilly at the taijiya. “You've got to help me! Scrub, Sango, scrub!” Kagome poured scented soap from another bottle on her sleeping bag and scrubbed maniacally.

Sango held up the item Kagome had tossed. It was a very small triangle of cloth with an arrangement of straps. The taijiya blushed when she realized what it was. “You wear this under that short skirt?”

“I didn't used to,” sniffed Kagome. “Only since I started testing InuYasha to see what Kikyo has done to him.” Kagome sniffed again and looked quizzically at her friend. “Sango? Your scent…”

Sango reddened a bit as she looked down in embarrassment. “I was thinking about Miroku's reaction if I wore these.”

Kagome actually giggled. “Thanks, Sango. You have no idea how much that helps.”

“Kagome?”

“It made me realize that I can't help how I feel about InuYasha. The problem is that it's hard to keep him from finding out.”

“Oh, Kagome. I'm sure he knows you like him.”

“You have no idea.”

“Maybe you should just tell him.”

Kagome recoiled, but then slumped forward again. “I promised myself that I would not force myself on InuYasha.”

“What do you mean? I've never seen you force yourself on him.”

“You don't get it. When you are attracted to Miroku, you can hide it. When I'm attracted to Inuyasha, I can't.”

“Again, I'm sure he knows you like him.”

And if I respond to him, and he responds to me, and we start building off each other? What then, Sango?” asked Kagome. “Wouldn't it put pressure on him to choose between me and Kikyo? I promised myself I would never do that to him!”

“So that's why you never flirted with InuYasha before.”

“And the only reason I've flirted lately is to see what Kikyo has done to him. I mean, just because I decided not to put pressure on him…it doesn't mean I have to let her get away with it.”

“Good for you, Kagome.” The taijiya then looked slightly confused. “Umm, Kagome? What, again, does that have to do with my reaction to your underwear?”

“To Miroku, you mean.”

“Hmpf.”

“You like the thought of how Miroku will react if you wear it.”

“I do not!”

Kagome sniffed and tapped herself on the nose. “The nose doesn't lie.” Kagome turned downcast and continued her rationale, “I was ashamed of myself. InuYasha was in the tree above my sleeping bag, I could smell his arousal and I was becoming aroused, myself.”

“Do you think he could tell?”

“I'm not sure. I don't think so. He almost left when I rolled over, and I barely had my eyes open. He couldn't know I can see in the dark, of course. He hasn't even discovered my youkai sense of smell yet. Besides, I was making sure the bag was held tightly shut.

But then I saw him…and saw what he was doing.” Kagome blushed again. How could she say this to Sango? She decided just to be direct. “He was masturbating.”

Sango gasped.

“I felt dirty for watching him. Then I felt dirtier for responding. Then I found myself doing what he was doing. Finally…”

Sango stared at her friend. “Our sweet, innocent Kagome?”

“…I don't know how I managed not to scream out his name. I do have a self-inflicted bite mark.” Kagome held her arm up. “It seems to be fading, though.” Kagome turned back to her laundry and began scrubbing again. “But if he smelled this, he might guess that I knew he was there and that I wanted him.”

“But why does my reaction to your underwear…”

“To Miroku.”

Sango glared at Kagome. “Okay. To Miroku then.”

Kagome smiled.

“…make you feel better?” finished Sango.

“I realized that my feelings were nothing to be ashamed of. It's what we do about our feelings that make the difference. Be thankful you don't have my problem, Sango.”

“Your new youkai senses, you mean?”

“Yeah. You can hide how you feel about Miroku by showing anger. Hit him over the head with Hiraikotsu and he's unaware of how you really feel.” Kagome giggled. “In fact, he's not aware of anything at all.” Kagome turned serious again. “If I'm not careful, InuYasha will know exactly how I feel because my body will tell him.”

“But then, you'd know how he felt. Wouldn't you?”

Kagome shook her head. “No. If InuYasha smells my response, he knows I'm responding to him. If I smell his, I don't know whether or not he's looking at me and thinking about Kikyo.”

“Oh, Kagome…”

Kagome decided Sango was too good a friend not to confide in her. “There's something else. I…I think I experienced some of what we talked about.”

“You mean your responses were building off each other?”

“Sort of. I was holding the sleeping bag closed tightly, so I'm not sure how much he got…but I was responding to him. I could sense it building up in him, higher and higher, and I kept getting…hotter.” Kagome screwed up her courage. “It was torture!”

Kagome sniffed and noticed a spicy scent coming off Sango again. “That had better be for Miroku.”

“It…is,” admitted the taijiya.

“Sango, I don't think I could have stopped if I wanted to.”

Sango watched incredulously as what only could be described as extreme lust appeared in her friend's eyes. Despite her own efforts to remain calm, she found herself continuing to get excited.

“In fact, if I could have jumped up into that tree…” Kagome stopped and shook her head. Her eyes seemed to clear.

Sango was panting slightly. “I'm sure he loves you and not Kikyo.”

“But I'm not sure! And I still don't know what Kikyo has done to him.” Kagome looked determined. “But I'm going to find out!” The miko smiled at her friend and pointed to the pair of underwear the taijiya was holding. “In the meantime, I can lend you a pair of those.”

Sango had barely gotten her breathing back to normal. Now she was feeling warm and blushing again.

Kagome waved her hand by her nose. “Oh, Sango, the scent is just rolling off you!”

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“Oi! Where are the girls?” InuYasha plopped down a pair of rabbits he had killed so they could make a stew for breakfast.

Miroku continued building the cooking fire. “Kagome said she had to rinse a few things and Sango went to obtain water. Come to think of it, they have been gone awhile. Shall we go after them?”

InuYasha sniffed the air in the direction of the spring. His sensitive nose detected - excitement…no, arousal - on the part of both girls. “What are those two doing?” He turned back to the monk. “No, there doesn't seem to be any danger. Besides, I wanted to talk with you.”

Miroku looked down and sighed. “I've already told you. I don't think I can do anything more for you regarding Kagome.”

“It's getting worse.”

“Well, InuYasha. As a man of the world, I suggest you do what frustrated men have done from the beginning of recorded time.” Miroku looked up at his friend, who was rapidly turning as red as his haori. “Nevermind, you've already done it.”

“Shut up.”

“You still have a bad temper. You should do it more often.”

“Shut up!”

“Relax, InuYasha. I won't tell Kagome.”

“Like you haven't done it yourself.”

“I am a monk, InuYasha. I would not resort to…”

InuYasha tapped himself on the nose. “You forget.”

“Ah, the famous youkai sense of smell,” grumbled Miroku. “Fine. You don't tell Sango, I won't tell Kagome.”

“Deal.”

After an awkward minute, Miroku finally broke the silence. “Does she get excited by me?”

“Huh? Kagome? She'd better not!”

Miroku found InuYasha glaring at him, one fist raised. “N-No, InuYasha. I was asking about Sango! D-Does she ever smell excited around me?”

“Keh. Yeah, when you ain't gropin' other women.”

“How about when I grope…uhh…appreciate…her lovely assets?”

“Hard to say.”

“Huh?” Miroku looked disappointed.

“At first she smells all spicy, but then she just smells angry and hits you with Hiraikotsu or somethin'.”

“But she does get…spicy, you say?”

“Yeah. Like Kagome.”

“I thought you said Kagome doesn't get…spicy…around me.”

“She doesn't, bouzu!” yelled InuYasha. “She gets spicy around me! Why do you think I'm having all these problems around her?”

“So you can tell when people, and youkai I assume, are…excited?”

“Keh! Yeah.”

“So, InuYasha. Does your scent get spicy around Kagome?”

“Haven't you been listening?” InuYasha calmed down a little. “It's one of the reasons Koga and I fight so much: we can smell each other's reaction to Kagome.”

“Interesting. And does Kagome respond to Koga?”

“It's hard to tell.”

“How so?”

“It ain't like she has a specific response. I can tell when someone is excited, afraid, angry - those sorts of things - but I can't always tell exactly what has made `em that way.”

“But, over time, you could get a pretty good idea how someone felt about you.”

“Feh. Probably. Yeah.”

“So you could tell, for example, if Sango really loves me.”

“Feh. I wouldn't tell you if I knew.”

Miroku looked hurt. “But I'm your friend, InuYasha.”

“And friends don't butt into their friend's business!”

Miroku smiled at InuYasha and sighed. “I guess you're right. But at least you can tell if Kagome loves you!”

“Now you're buttin' into my business.”

“Sorry, my friend.”

There was another minutes of silence.

“She does.”

“Huh? You mean Kagome really does love…?”

“No! Sango does love you.”

Miroku's eyes seemed to lose their focus. “She…really does…love me.” The monk returned to reality. “But what about you and Kagome?”

“I don't want to think about it.”

“InuYasha?”

“Look, it's complicated. There's Kikyo…and my responsibility to her. And then there's Kagome…”

This time the hanyou's eyes became slightly unfocused, focusing again after a long moment. “But that would violate my duty to Kikyo.”

“InuYasha…”

“The girls are returning.”

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It was an odd sight that met the monk's and the hanyou's eyes. The girls were walking back with Kagome's sleeping bag stretched out between them. Every so often the two would stop and flap the thing in the breeze.

They were still a short distance away, but InuYasha could pick up their conversation.

“I'm sure glad we had that talk,” said Kagome.

“Yeah, we should do that more often.”

“As if they didn't get enough time alone together at the various hot springs,” thought InuYasha.

The hanyou became confused when he sniffed the air. He could smell both Kagome's and Sango's “aroused” scent and, every time the two girls shook the sleeping bag, the scent of Kagome's arousal filled the air. “They tried to wash it out, but they didn't get it all,” thought the hanyou. What were they doing at the spring?

All of a sudden, InuYasha's eyes got very large. “Arousal? Kagome and Sango? Sleeping bag? At the spring?”

“K-K-K-K-K-Ke-Keh!”

“What is it, InuYasha?” asked Miroku.

“We've been playing with the girls too long, Miroku,” said InuYasha, making sure he spoke softly enough that the approaching girls couldn't hear him. “We've turned them into lesbians!”

A/N: Why do things have to be so complicated? And now InuYasha thinks they've turned the girls into lesbians? What will happen when they run into Kikyo or Naraku? Maybe they should just talk. Do you get the feeling they'll talk? I don't, either.

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