InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Latex Blues ❯ Chapter 2

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Part 2

"Gimme that!" Inuyasha cried, as Kagome made a break for the door. Trying to slow her down, he leapt forward and grabbed the back of her blouse. His claws pierced the fabric and there was a sickening RIIIIIIIIIPPPPPP…! as he drew back a fist full of yellow cotton. Kagome stopped dead in her tracks, then slowly turned around to face him.

"Why you…you…" she seethed, too furious to come up with anything wittier. Inuyasha looked guiltily at the scrap of fabric in his hand that had been the back of her blouse, then remembered himself.

"Don't try to blame me!" he snorted, nose in the air as he folded his arms over his chest. "If you had just told me what was in the box, you'd still be wearing a whole shirt!" A low rumbling sound emanating from Kagome's direction caught the attention of his keen ears, causing them to twitch uncomfortably. The fine hairs on the back of his neck stiffened in response. Beginning to realize what the sound was, he nervously dropped his gaze to meet hers. Anger seemed to be radiating off of her like a blood-red aura. Kagome was growling.

OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES! his mind screamed, but all that escaped his lips was "…buh…" before instinct took over. Panicking, he lunged at her, trying to stop the word before it passed her lips. Kagome saw him come flying towards her, but she had little room in which to maneuver. Desperately trying to stop him, she yelled out "Osuwari!", but she was too slow. Inuyasha collided with her just as the word had left her mouth. The spell slammed him to the ground, and she was pulled down underneath him. The spell that she normally used to keep him in line now had effectively pinned them both to the ground, and in a position that, under different circumstances, would have been cause for racing pulses and flushed cheeks. This, unfortunately, was not that occasion. Under these particular circumstances, Kagome and Inuyasha stared angrily at each other, nose to nose, teeth bared.

"ERRRRGH! GET OFF!" Kagome yelled.

"HA! NOW YOU SEE HOW IT FEELS!" He countered, breathing hot, youkai breath in her face. His weight was constricting her lungs, and she began to breath shallowly.

"You weigh a ton!" she gasped.

"Yeah, well, thanks to you there's nothing I can do about that!" he growled.

"Your hair is tickling my nose!" She tried to blow his hair back away from her face, but there was too much of it.

"Cut it out!" he growled, but he shook his silver mane in a vain attempt to remove it from her face. Seconds passed, and the spell began to wear off. Kagome felt the pressure on her lungs ease as Inuyasha lifted himself up onto his palms. His lower half, however, remained straddled across her hips. Giving her an evil grin, he sat back on his heels and crossed his arms over his chest, never breaking eye contact. "Now." he said, emphasizing each word slowly and deliberately, "Give Me The Box."

Kagome squirmed beneath him, trying to roll herself over. Inuyasha leaned forward and grabbed both of her wrists in one hand, pinning them to the ground. His other hand quickly reached up to grab the box from her flailing fingers. Before he could reach it, however, Kagome flicked her wrist and sent the box sliding underneath her bed. Inuyasha leapt off of her, turning in midair, and landed hard on top of the bed. The mattress springs groaned in protest of such abuse. He was perched upside down, looking underneath when Kagome cried out "Osuwari!" Inuyasha was flipped, head over heels, and came crashing down onto the bedroom floor.

"Bitch…" he breathed painfully as he struggled against the incantation. With a satisfied smile, Kagome got down on all fours and retrieved the box out from under the bed.

"Nice underwear!" he chuckled, a nasty expression on his face. His position on the floor had allowed him to see right up her skirt. Kagome jumped up, looked down at Inuyasha, and stuck her tongue out at him. On her way to the dresser she stomped on his fingers.

"You should know, hentai!" she huffed, "You've been spending enough time in my underwear drawer!" That said, she tossed the box into the drawer and slammed it closed. "Now stay out, or I'll 'you-know-what' you back to your own time!"

"Feh," Inuyasha muttered, finally sitting up. "Like I care what you keep in your stupid drawers!" Kagome blinked at him, eyes wide. "Um, I mean, that is…" he stammered, raising his hands defensively in front of his face, .

"OSUWARI!!"

Much later, Inuyasha watched through slitted eyes as Kagome fell asleep in the middle of her math book. Finally! He had been pretending to sleep for hours! As silently as he could, almost inaudible to the human ear, he crept up to the dresser and grabbed the silver drawer handle. It gave a high pitched squeak as it opened, and his breath hissed inward at the sound. He glanced over at Kagome, who was still sleeping soundly. She had begun to drool on her math book. Resisting the urge to snort with laughter, he ruffled through the drawer for a moment, until his hand found the box. He pulled it out and looked at it closely. On the front of the box was a picture of a man and a woman. They were staring deep into each other's eyes and embracing. Above that was a little drawing of some kind of soldier wearing a strange helmet. Inuyasha frowned at the picture, thoroughly confused.

"Mnnasha…" Kagome mumbled in her sleep, startling Inuyasha from his thoughts. It suddenly occurred to him that remaining in Kagome's bedroom could prove dangerous, both to his investigation and to his tailbone. With a glance over his shoulder at the sleeping girl, he grabbed the box and stuffed it into the front of his yukata. Then he silently crept past her to the open window and jumped out.

A few minutes later, on the other side of the well and far out of "Osuwari" range, Inuyasha sat high in the branches of the Goshimboku examining the mysterious box that had caused him so much back pain. It was dark now, but his golden youkai eyes were still sharp and clear enough to make out the smallest writing on the box in his hand. As for the box itself, it seemed harmless enough. It looked to be only made of thick paper, and it gave off no discernable smell…

"What's the big deal?" he wondered aloud. Had this really been worth the aches he was going to feel tomorrow? And what about Kagome? Why had she been protecting it so…violently? Whatever dark secrets this innocent looking box held, it was time to discover them. He hooked a claw underneath what appeared to be an opening in the box's side and pried it open. He reached in and pulled out…??? Little white squares? They were all stuck together at the ends, and when he removed them from the box they unfolded like a paper fan. With a gentle tug, he separated one of the squares from the chain. He turned the square over and over in his hand, feeling it's weight and substance. It seemed similar to the material that protected some of the food that Kagome sometimes brought from her own era. He squeezed the center of the little packet, and felt something solid squish around inside. Hmmm… He brought the packet to his mouth and used a fang to tear it open.

"Pah!" he spat. A bitter tasting liquid had run into his mouth. Whatever it was, it definitely was not food! When he had recovered from that nasty little experiment, he realized that he had dropped the little packet to the forest floor. Oh well, he though, shrugging as he plucked another square from the chain. There were plenty more where that came from. This time, he carefully tore at one of the corners with his claws. More of that foul smelling liquid ran onto his hands. Cursing, he wiped them on his pants. The small amount that he had tasted earlier was starting to make his mouth feel numb. He hoped it wasn't some sort of poison or acid… He shook his head and rejected the thought. He didn't think Kagome would keep poison, especially with her underwear. Carefully, he lifted out the contents of the package. It was a small, white circle, very thick around the edges, yet very thin in the middle. It was totally pliable, and could be bent and stretched in any direction. It seemed to be rolled onto itself, meaning…well, it looked like it would become longer and cylindrical, and all of it as thin as the small area in the center. Placing the circle between his thumbs, he tried unrolling the edges. The damn thing was slippery, however and it couldn't be done. Curiously, he extended his index finger to examine the circle, and his claw sliced right through the thin center.

"Dammit!" he swore. "What the hell is the point of this thing?" He looked down at the now broken object. It looked a little bit like the things Kagome wore in her hair from time to time, but those had little metal clips holding them together, and they didn't smell all…mediciney. Plus, if these were the same as those hair-thingies, Kagome wouldn't have looked so embarrassed or gotten mad at him for looking at them. With a frustrated sigh, he looped his finger through the thing's remains and pulled it. It stretched a good deal before his fingers slipped on that weird goo and it shot off like a projectile, flying away into the darkness. Inuyasha watched it's flight, blinking in surprise, before shrugging his shoulders and returning his attention to the box. Now that the chain of little packets was in his lap and no longer in the box, he noticed a small folded piece of paper tucked in neatly at the bottom. Maybe that would explain things! He pulled the paper out of the box and slowly unfolded it. There were at least seven languages on the paper, and one of them appeared to be Japanese. He had to assume that they were all saying basically the same thing, because he knew Kagome only spoke Japanese and a tiny bit of something called "In-glitch". Now, If only someone had taught him how to read! He stared helplessly at the unfamiliar characters, desperately trying to understand, when some strange drawings at the bottom of the page caught his attention. He realized that he wouldn't need to read the paper after all. He looked at the pictures for a long time, until he could finally make sense of them. At first, his eyes widened with shock. Soon afterward they lowered in dismay. Inuyasha felt a pain knotting in his stomach that threatened to rise up to his eyes and mouth. He fought to contain it, pushing it down into a hot little ball that sat angrily in his belly. Fear, confusion, jealousy, betrayal, all clouded his mind as he stared down at the offending box. He crumpled the paper with the obscene pictures in his fist, his claws digging painfully into his palm and drawing blood. Then, with a ragged sigh, he opened his hand and let the crumpled ball fall to the forest floor.