InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome Smells ❯ Kagome Smells - Oblivious Max ( Chapter 17 )

Kagome Smells - Oblivious Max

By Majicman55

 

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

 

“What…was it…about Sango's smell?” There was something that had bothered Kagome as the taijiya ran past her in pursuit of Miroku. She couldn't quite put her finger on it and it nagged at her even as she panicked over what she had revealed to InuYasha.

 

“Kagome?”

 

It didn't help that she was still feeling the effects of dog-boy's wandering hands. “Maybe if I ignore him…”

 

“Kagome.”

 

“It's not working, damnit.” She raised her eyes to look at the hanyou and groaned. There it was again…a rush of her aroused scent. She needed something to divert her attention! “Yes, InuYasha?”

 

“About the thing with Miroku…” InuYasha paused as her scent hit him. A distant look came into his eyes.

 

Kagome's jaw dropped. She had practically walked up, thumped him on the chest and said, “guess what…I have your sense of smell,” and he didn't get it. Nobody was this oblivious. At least bringing up the incident with Miroku put a momentary damper on her scent response. “Who am I to judge where you find your happiness, InuYasha?”

 

InuYasha shook his head violently, both to deny what Kagome had said and to clear his head. “It ain't what you think! Look. Miroku thought Sango touched him while he was passed out.”

 

“Touched him?” Kagome thought back to the incident. She had paid so much attention to InuYasha that she hadn't seen what Sango was doing. “Sango? A pervert? No-o.”

 

Then again, they had watched a sexually-charged Sango chase Miroku and tackle him in the underbrush. In the distance there was the sound of pounding. She hoped the monk was alright.

 

And there had been something about Sango's scent. All of a sudden, Kagome's eyes got very big. “InuYasha! We have to stop her!”

 

InuYasha raced in the direction their friends had gone, but stopped as soon as he sniffed the air. He turned and walked back to Kagome. “Oi, it might be a little late for that.”

 

 

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Miroku awoke with a splitting headache. How his skull remained intact after repeated blows from Hiraikotsu was a mystery to him. He could only guess that Sango held back so as not to kill him. “We must be grateful for small things as well as large,” he thought.

 

Once again without opening his eyes, he assessed his situation.

 

He was on his back. He tried to move a little. No good. In fact, his hands and feet seemed to be tied down. It had been Sango chasing him, hadn't it? Why would she do this? He opened his eyes.

 

“So you're awake.”

 

Miroku looked around. “That explains it.” His hands and feet were tied to stakes the taijiya had pounded into the ground. “Why have you done this to me, Sango?”

 

“Because I think it's time you learned a lesson, yourself, monk.”

 

“Now, Sango. Why not be reasonable and just let me go?” Miroku looked into Sango's eyes and suddenly knew what a cornered rabbit felt like. “Y-You don't want to do something you'll regret.”

 

The taijiya squatted down beside the monk. “On the contrary, it's you who will do the regretting…for what you did to me!” She grabbed the monk's robes and rapidly pulled them up to his chest. Sango colored slightly when she found out that Miroku had “gone commando.”

 

Not only that, the monk had found his situation…stimulating.

 

“Sango!”

 

Before she could lose her nerve, she placed one hand on either side of the thing and started batting it back and forth. “Got a problem, houshi?”

 

“S-Stop that.” As much as Miroku wanted Sango, dreamed about her, this wasn't how he had envisioned how it would go. Besides, he wasn't sure what she was going to do.

 

He got his answer right away though as the taijiya seized him in one hand and began stroking him. “This worked at the hot spring,” she thought. She was soon rewarded for her effort as Miroku went from hard to rigid. “So you like that, monk.”

 

“The others, Sango. They'll see us,” gasped Miroku.

 

“That didn't stop you when we were on Kirara.”

 

“We were uhhhh…bove them. They wouldn't have seen.”

 

“Damn you!” Sango began stroking faster.

 

“S-S-S-S-Sango!”

 

She stopped.

 

The monk lay there, whimpering.

 

“How do you like it?”

 

 

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You don't get it, InuYasha,” agonized Kagome. “Sango is…” The miko paused. How would she explain how she knew what she knew about Sango?

 

“Sango is what?”

 

“Oh, nothing.” Kagome cast a worried glance in the direction the monk and demon slayer had gone. “I hope you know what you're doing, Sango.”

 

Kagome had finally confirmed what had been bothering her about Sango's scent. It was the same characteristic that had just begun to creep into her own…and in fact, she assumed, mixed with her scent every month.

 

As InuYasha would have put it, Sango was in heat.

 

 

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“Sango…please!” The monk was practically crying with frustration. The taijiya had brought him to the brink several times now, and each time she had managed to stop just short of his release.

 

“Have you learned your lesson, monk?”

 

The monk whimpered some more.

 

Unfortunately for Sango, this was not as gratifying as it might have been. She had found that tormenting Miroku had made her…

 

What was that word Kagome had used again?

 

…ah, yes. Horny. This made her fascinated with the part of Miroku she had been using to torture him. It actually looked a little purple now, and the veins stood out. Also, she had to admit, it looked almost as big as InuYasha's. Not quite as big, but she had to admit that Miroku was right: he was large, by human standards.

 

Very large.

 

And she was very…excited.

 

Miroku looked up, wide-eyed, as Sango straddled him.

 

“As you said yourself, monk. My uniform has a special flap arrangement we can use to answer the call of nature.” Sango pushed the flap aside and lowered herself, placing the tip of Miroku's manhood at her entrance.

 

“Consider yourself a call of nature.”

 

Sango lowered herself quickly so that she engulfed Miroku in one motion. She had been expecting pain but there was none…but then she knew active girls often broke their maidenheads on their own, and she was nothing if not active.

 

Both of them gasped. After taking a minute to get used to the monk's size, she began moving on him.

 

“Y-You don't know what you're doing, Sango.”

 

Sango began moving faster. “You played a cruel trick on me earlier. Now you're going to make up for it.”

 

“S-Sango…”

 

But the taijiya wasn't listening. That fire that had been there before had rekindled and was getting hotter. The feeling that something was building inside her returned.

 

Miroku was straining to hold back. It wasn't easy after she had brought him to the edge so many times, but he had to do it. He looked up at Sango. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was irregular and it didn't look like she was stopping anytime soon.

 

“You have to see reason, Sango!” Unfortunately, the taijiya didn't look very reasonable.

 

Sango bit her lower lip and increased her pace. It felt like there was an immense knot building up inside her. It felt really gooooooooood, but she needed release!

 

“Listen to me, Sango! I can't hold it much longer. You must get off!”

 

Miroku's plea registered dimly somewhere in the back of the taijiya's brain, but that was as far as it got. Whether deep down Sango felt she deserved some form of comeuppance for what she had done to Miroku at the hot spring, or she was simply too far gone to care, her response came in two forms.

 

“No!”

 

Miroku was shocked, to say the least.

 

The second was in the form of action. The taijiya raised herself up and lowered herself down in six, long strokes. With the last one, she pushed herself down on the monk, held herself there and discovered what Miroku had denied her before.

 

Release.

 

Just before he felt it, her expression told Miroku it had happened. Her inner walls squeezed him. He made one last effort, and failed.

 

Sango felt something warm spreading inside her.

 

“Mi-ro-kuuuuu! ”

 

“San-go-o-o!”

 

 

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Back with InuYasha, Kagome was turning beet red. Between the scents she had been picking up and now the screams both she and InuYasha had heard, she knew exactly what Sango and Miroku had been up to. “Maybe she really has turned into a pervert.”

 

“Oi, Kagome. What do you suppose that was?”

 

“Quit playing dumb, InuYasha. You know exactly what it was.”

 

“Feh.”

 

“At least he has the good graces to blush,” thought Kagome. “We'd better set up camp here and wait for them to return.”

 

 

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An hour later, a contrite taijiya and flummoxed monk walked back into camp together.

 

“Oi! What have you two been up to?”

 

“Osuwari!”

 

<WHAMMMM!>

 

“What was that for?”

 

Miroku walked over and stood by InuYasha while Sango sat down beside Kagome.

 

“It's okay,” said Kagome, putting her arm around her friend.

 

Sango cupped her face in her hands. “I can't believe I did that!”

 

“What did you do, Sango?”

 

“You don't have to talk about it,” said Miroku.

 

“I…I think I raped Miroku.”

 

“Sango?”

 

“Well, he started it when he…”

 

“SANGO!”

 

Everyone looked at Miroku.

 

“Let's just say I deserved it, okay?”

 

Kagome turned back to her friend. “It'll be okay, Sango. Really.”

 

“I don't know what got into me!”

 

InuYasha sniffed and looked first at Miroku and then at Sango. “Well, I know what got into you.”

 

“Osuwari!”

 

<WHAMMMM!>

 

“Bitch!”

 

“Try to be more sensitive, InuYasha.” Kagome's expression changed as she smelled the scent coming off her friend. There was the smell of recent sex. That was to be expected. But why was her scent changing even as Kagome held her?

 

When Sango had chased after Miroku, she had smelled spicy. Now her scent reminded Kagome of her home and family. One image came into focus: Kagome's mother. “Why does Sango remind me of my mother?”

 

“Oi…monk.”

 

“Yes, InuYasha?”

 

“You know how you're always asking village girls to bear your child?”

 

Miroku sighed. It was a sore subject and he certainly didn't want to bring it up in front of Sango…especially not under the circumstances. He responded tiredly, “Yes, InuYasha?”

 

“You can quit asking now.”

 

 

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Naraku peered into Kanna's mirror. “What now?” He watched as his Saimyoushou spy gave him a view of the taijiya astride a pegged-out monk.

 

Just when he thought he had it figured out…

 

He had finally decided that he needed to really focus on destroying InuYasha and his annoying little group, and he also had decided that he would use the same tactic he had used on InuYasha and Kikyo.

 

But he was having trouble figuring out exactly who to use it on.

 

He looked at his wall and issued a command. “Put Sango and Miroku together again.” A rather decrepit bat youkai flew over and removed a crude drawing of the taijiya from its peg beside the peg holding a crude drawing of Kagome. Painstakingly, it hung the drawing from a neutral peg. It then removed the drawing of Miroku from its peg and hung it from another neutral peg.

 

The bat flew up to Naraku and did its best to hover in front of his face.

 

“Yes, yes. Get on with it.” Naraku waved dismissively.

 

The bat youkai retrieved the drawing of Kagome and hung it beside InuYasha's drawing.

 

Naraku was tapping one tentacle in impatience. This made a sort of squish-plop noise.

 

Sensing its danger, the decrepit old bat youkai hurried to hang the drawings of Sango and Miroku on adjoining pegs. It was a little too slow for its master and a tentacle shot out, pinning it to the wall.

 

“Move faster next time.” Naraku withdrew the tentacle and the bat fluttered painfully out of the room.

 

Fortunately for the wounded bat youkai, Naraku didn't see it giving him the finger on the way out.

 

Naraku stared at the wall. At various times, InuYasha had been paired with Kikyo or Kagome. It had really surprised him to have to put him with Miroku. Then there was the Kagome/Sango pairing. He wouldn't have believed that one if his Saimyoushou hadn't allowed him to see it with his own eyes through Kanna's mirror.

 

It had only been slightly less disgusting than watching InuYasha crawl up between the monk's legs. Like the miko, he had turned away from that one…but the expression on her face had been priceless!

 

And now, apparently the taijiya was pregnant by the monk.

 

So…did that put InuYasha back together with Kagome?

 

He would have to ponder that one.

 

Damnit.

 

 

 

 

A/N: When all else fails, count on InuYasha to be dense. But he's not completely stupid. He may think about it again later. And poor Naraku can't figure out who's with whom.

 

Scorecard! Scorecard! You can't tell your pairings without a scorecard!

 

What will happen? Naraku may be confused, but he's still armed and dangerous. Tentacled and dangerous, anyway. Ask the bat youkai.

 

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