InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Longing ❯ There is no easy way to say this… ( Chapter 18 )

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

Inuyasha, and the characters therein, are the property of Rumiko Takahashi.

Inuyasha was relaxing on the front steps of Kaede’s hut when Miroku and Sango returned from their little “hunting” trip empty handed. “Hey, guys!” he said brightly, with a huge grin on his face. Sango shook her head and gave him a funny look before heading for the river, still thinking that something was wrong with him. Miroku narrowed his eyes, and looked at the hanyou suspiciously.

“Well, you’re certainly in a good mood this afternoon, Inuyasha.” he said, silently praying that the half demon couldn’t smell any evidence of his and Sango’s activities in the woods.

Inuyasha leaned against the side of the hut with his hands behind his head, and sighed, still sporting a big smile on his face. “Yup. It was so nice out earlier, that I decided to take a little walk.” His smile got bigger, “Soooo…..where are you and Sango coming from?” He asked in a mock-casual voice.

Miroku blanched a little, “Uuuhhh…hunting.”

“Oh.” Inuyasha was really enjoying watching Miroku squirm. “Couldn’t find anything, huh?” His face contorted into a thoughtful frown (not very easy, when you’re trying not to laugh) “I thought I could smell a boar, when I was out walking…” he trailed off, as if he was thinking out loud.

“OK, OK! Cut the crap, Inuyasha! What did you see?” Miroku burst out, he knew the hanyou was acting weird for a reason.

Inuyasha finally lost it, “Hahahahahhahahhahahhahahhaha**snort_cough_ … I guess you really did need a spanking, huh? snort_snort**hahahahehehahahhhaha…..” he managed to choke out, while holding his sides, and fighting for air.

Miroku just sat next to him, red faced and patient, waiting for Inuyasha’s mirthful gales to subside. Eventually (took like, five minutes), the laughs reduced themselves into chuckles, then finally hiccups, and Miroku took his opportunity to speak.

“I take it you were spying on us.” he said in a neutral tone.


“*snort* Yeah. You caught me. Or, I caught you… *snicker* …or… *snicker* …whatever.”


“I hope you remember our agreement, Inuyasha.” Miroku warned.

Inuyasha sobered up a bit, remembering that his ass was grass if Miroku spilled his own secret. ‘But would it be worth it?’ Hmmm, maybe if he told Kagome first…I mean, how mad could she possibly get, I mean she’s just a human…right? ‘But, if she finds out that you knew already and weren’t going to tell her…’ Yeah…she’d be pissed. ‘And, if she knows that you’re only telling her so you can make fun of Sango…’ Ok. I get my point.

Inuyasha sighed in resignation. “Keh. Fine, Monk.” Inuyasha glared at him for taking away his fun, then went back to watch over the well.


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Inuyasha sat in his tree gazing into the forest, completely lost in thought. Suddenly, he slapped his neck, and upon looking down at his hand, found himself face-to-face with Myoga.

“What do you want, parasite?” Inuyasha grumbled at the flea-youkai, upset that he was so rudely interrupted from a very detailed, and pleasurable fantasy about Kagome; which included himself beating the ever-lovin‘-shit out of Sesshomaru, rescuing Kagome (who was covered in mud for some reason), and rushing her to the nearest hot spring for an emergency bath that (again, we don‘t exactly know why) she was unable to do by herself, and desperately required his assistance.

“Lord Inuyasha,” Myoga began hesitantly “I need to talk to you about something, but you have to promise me you won’t be upset…” he said, while furiously wiping the sweat from his brow.

“What?”

“Well…you see…” Myoga stammered.

Inuyasha let out an exasperated breath, and rolled his eyes.

“N-now, Lord Inuyasha, I must stress…that this was Totosai and Siah’s idea…I admit that I may have helped…a…l-little…but, you must promise, my Lord, that you will try to be reasonable about this.”

Inuyasha glared at Myoga suspiciously.

Myoga cleared his throat. And looked at Inuyasha nervously, before beginning. “B-before your father died, he entrusted Totosai, Siah, and myself, being his closest friends, with a …um…t-task.” Inuyasha remained quiet, listening. “As you know,” Myoga continued, “your father ruled the western lands, when he was alive, and he sired both Sesshomaru and yourself as heirs to those lands…”

Inuyasha could sense that Myoga was going to start rambling. “Keh. Get to the point, flea.”

Myoga became more visibly nervous, “W-we were entrusted by your father to ensure that an heir to the western lands is produced.”

Inuyasha began to growl low in his throat, “And?” he asked in a menacing tone, still glaring at Myoga.

“A-and, we had no option other than to perform the blood bond on you and Kagome to ensure that your father’s wishes are carried out.” Myoga said in a rush, then squeezed his eyes shut and cringed, expecting to be squished.

Inuyasha’s growl deepened, “So…you took it upon yourself to exchange our blood, without our consent or knowledge?” he asked. He had a red tint in his eyes, and was shaking from the effort of not losing it and killing the little flea.

“Y-yes…” Myoga squeaked, with his eyes still tightly shut.

Inuyasha positively roared and threw Myoga as far as he could, before jumping down from the tree and setting off at a fast run into the forest. He felt like killing something, anything at the moment, and soon found the boar that Miroku and Sango had failed to kill earlier.