InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reversal ❯ I've got you under my skin ( Chapter 2 )

Reversal

 

Chapter 2: I've Got You Under My Skin

 

A/N: Just some language…nothing major. Reviews are cool too…just sayin'.

 

 

“Wench?” Sesshomaru said to the darkness. The darkness decided not to answer him.

 

She was gone. Gone with HIS body. Not that he could blame her. After all, getting a powerful body after only knowing weak, human flesh…well, he would run away too.

 

But that did not change the fact that he was going to kill her once he was in possession of his own skin. Never mind the how.

 

He quickly suppressed the urge to go chasing her after taking two steps towards the mouth of the cavern. Even walking felt heavy. He felt heavy and slow. Worthless. Weak. There was no way he could keep up with the girl, not while she ran with his body.

 

Sesshomaru could not even hear properly. He felt as though his head was shoved in the dirt. Every sense was dimmed to the point of near non-existence. He growled…well, he tried to. Pathetic.

 

As he exited the cavern, stubbing his toe on a rock he could not see, he nearly ran into his bumbling half brother.

 

“Kagome!” Inuyasha grabbed him by the shoulders.

 

Sesshomaru jerked out of his grasp, lips curling over his teeth.

 

In disgust, he watched the hanyou scent the air. Inuyasha's eyes grew wide in alarm. “Sesshomaru was here. Did he hurt you?”

 

Sesshomaru watched as the fool's eyes softened and his tone dropped to one of care and concern. Inuyasha's hand brushed along his arm, and once again, Sesshomaru pulled away.

 

“Keep your filthy hands off me,” he snarled.

 

“Kagome? What's the matter with you?”

 

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes. This could work to my benefit. Though he was not sure how yet. Patience, he told himself. Opportunity presents itself to those who wait.

 

He shook his head. “Nothing. Forgive me. I am just tired.”

 

Inuyasha did not seem convinced. “Yer sure actin' weird.” But then he shrugged, again having the audacity to touch Sesshomaru.

 

The hanyou's hand was at the small of his back, guiding him through the dark woods. Sesshomaru swallowed down a scathing insult and resisted the urge to fling himself away from his hated sibling's touch.

 

I must play the part of my half brother's wench until I devise a way out of this mess, he nodded to himself. But that half-breed has another thing coming if he tries to bed me. I'll rip his throat out.

 

“Did you see him?”

 

Sesshomaru frowned. “See who?”

 

“My asshole brother, that's who!” Inuyasha stopped walking and sniffed the air in front of Sesshomaru's face. “I can smell him all over you!” The hanyou's eyes narrowed.

 

Disaster. Disaster was looming.

 

Sesshomaru waved a hand. “Oh. That. I bumped into your esteemed brother. Nothing more. He showed unbelievable mercy and restraint and decided to let me live.”

 

“Esteemed? What the hell are you talking about?”

 

Sesshomaru snorted. “I need not explain anything I say to you. Hadn't we better head back to our camp now? You seem to forget I am weak and human and require rest.”

“Feh, I couldn't forget if I wanted to. Come on.”

 

#

 

 

He was surrounded by prattling idiots. The two humans stood over him, TOUCHING him, asking him stupid questions, and generally invading his very personal space. Sesshomaru ground his teeth, but quickly stopped when he remembered how that wench had threatened to give him a haircut. That was not acceptable.

 

“Kagome, are you sure you're okay?” The human female, the demon exterminator, asked him…again.

“I said I was, didn't I? Are you hard of hearing? Stupid? Should I speak more slowly so that you can understand?” He let the smirk curl his lips.

 

The female stiffened, her warm eyes growing cold. She withdrew her hand from his shoulder, opened her mouth to say something, then snapped it shut and stormed off in a huff. Excellent, perhaps now they'll leave me alone.

 

But fate was indeed cruel.

 

The fox kit, that traveled with his ridiculous half brother, bounded into his lap, and snuggled against his chest. He had to ball his hands into fists to keep from smacking the presumptuous creature.

 

“What's the matter Kagome?” The kit asked, looking up at him with big, shimmering eyes.

 

“I think she must've hit her stupid head or something,” Inuyasha said from his perch in a tall tree. “She's being even bitchier than usual.”

 

Setting down the kit with more gentleness than he wanted to, Sesshomaru stood. “This Sess…I…I wish to be alone.”

 

He did not give them time to argue before bounding off as fast as he useless human legs would carry him

 

#

 

 

Silence. Beautiful, serene, silence. He breathed a deep sigh of relief and stretched his legs out in front of him. His scantily clad legs.

 

Sesshomaru grimaced. It was bad enough being trapped in the body of a human female, but did she have to be a hussy as well? Surely, only a woman with loose moral character would dress so…provocatively.

 

“Psssst!” Came a sharp hiss from behind him. Instinctively, he reached for Toukijin, only to find…no weapons at all.

 

Damn! He thought as he sensed a rather powerful surge of youki. His muscles tensed, preparing for the inevitable evisceration.

 

“Sesshomaru, it's me, Kagome.” He watched as his body stepped into the clearing. She gave him a twitchy smile. He felt sick.

 

“You shouldn't be so mean to my friends. Would it kill you to play nice for just a little while?”

 

He mulled this over. “Yes,” he said.

 

She plopped down beside him and heaved a big sigh. Sesshomaru decided he hated the way she made his face look…you know, stupid.

 

“I have an idea how to get away from them for awhile.”

 

His interest was piqued. “Is that so?”

 

“Yeah…just tell Inuyasha you want to go home for a couple weeks. If he argues too much you can just tell him to-“ she stopped the next thing she was going to say by clapping her hand over her mouth.

“Tell him to what, wench?”

Kagome chuckled nervously. “Oh nothing…”

 

#

 

 

They sat in uncomfortable silence for a while with Sesshomaru shooting her the occaisional hateful glare. Kagome shifted, jiggling her foot. Oh man, she thought, I have to pee! She'd had to for the better part of an hour, but discovered taking armor off with one hand was something she could not do, and said armor blocked her…manly parts. Chewing her lip, she mustered up the courage to ask Sesshomaru for help.

 

“Sesshomaru?”

 

He did not respond, but merely slid his eyes to hers and sneered.

 

“I uh…I sorta…well no. I really, really have to, um, you know…go.”

 

“Go? And where do you have to go, bitch? Why don't you just admit you plan on keeping my body for yourself? Stop all this pretense of `helping me'.”

 

Kagome shook her head. “Not that kind of go.”

 

“What are you trying to say?”

 

Squeezing her eyes shut, ignoring the heat in her cheeks (though she briefly wished she had a mirror to see Sesshomaru's face with a blush), Kagome swallowed. “I have to pee, dammit!”

 

Shocked silence.

 

Sesshomaru finally spoke. “And you saw fit to tell me this? I care not.”

 

“I um…I can't undo your armor with one hand.” She peeked at his face through a curtain of silvery, white hair, and had she not been so utterly mortified, she would have laughed at his incredulous expression.

 

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Surely, you are not suggesting that I assist you. Surely, you are not heaping yet another indignity upon me.”

 

“Sorry,” she mumbled. “But if you don't, I'm going to pee my pants. Then everyone who sees the Great Lord Sesshomaru will think he wee wees his britches. A little indignity now, or a whole lot more later. Your choice.”

 

 

 

Kagome stood and waited as Sesshomaru internally fought himself. She saw his shoulders sag in defeat and he came to her and hastily undid all the straps and buckles. The armor fell to the ground in a heap.

 

Kagome fidgeted.

 

“What? You want me to hold it for you?” He smirked.

 

“I just feel…awkward. I've um…never seen one in real life. And it is yours. I feel funny touching it. I don't even want to look at it.”

 

He chuckled softly, surprising her. She did not think him capable of chuckling. “Never seen one? I find that hard to believe.”

 

“Hey! What's that supposed to mean?”

 

He gestured to his legs. “You look like a whore.”

 

“Look, I'll get mad about that later, but right now…I can't wait any longer. Please!”

 

Kagome closed her eyes as she felt his cool, small fingers trailing the edges of her hakama. Oh, this was a bad idea! I should have just peed my pants. A string of horrific thoughts and scenarios played out in her mind as his hand closed around the length of her.

 

“Go!” He barked, breaking her reverie.

 

She tried. She could not.

 

“What now?” He sounded positively murderous.

 

“I dunno…I'm nervous. Don't squeeze so hard…you really want to hurt that part of your anatomy?”

 

His hold loosened. Kagome breathed a sigh of relief and watered the grass.

 

#

 

“So, what were you wanting with that statue?” Her question caught him off guard. He was not sure he knew how to answer that. He had simply just…wanted it. He had left Rin and Jakken to go in search of some clues about Naraku, or at least, that is what he told his retainer. Really, he had just taken a much needed sabbatical.

 

Then, he had felt a pull, a call to his youki. Like an idiot dog on a leash, he let himself head the statue's call. It was an enchanted, cursed thing, obviously. And he should not have been so weak as to have not noticed this fact.

 

Sesshomaru silently cursed his human body. Not only could he NOT smell very well, or see, or hear, or run…or fly, or do anything he used to, he felt like crying.

 

Twice already, he had come close to tears. The tears had the temerity to sting his eyes, making him blink them rapidly away. Tears! He could not think of the last time he had cried, if ever.

 

The first time was when he had been forced to hold his penis that was attached to his body that he no longer occupied, while the stupid wench urinated. He could not pin point the exact reason it made him want to cry, but he preferred not to dwell on it much, hoping to soon put the whole disgusting episode behind him.

 

Now, he was about to cry over his disgust at his own weakness. He eyed the wench who was flexing his claws, looking at them with open curiosity.

 

She stopped, sniffing lightly, and then turned to him. “What's the matter? Are you crying?”

 

“You…you! This was your plan all along, wasn't it? Steal my body, ruin my reputation, sully my name!” His voice was trembling, and he cringed when he felt a lone, hot tear snake down his cheek.

 

Sesshomaru's voice dropped as low as it could, which was not very low at all. “Oh, I hate you.”

 

She put her hand on his shoulder gently. “Hey, it's okay! We'll fix this!”

 

He jerked away from her, tripping over his feet, nearly falling. “I don't want your pity!” He scrubbed at his damp cheeks with his fist. Damn, hysterical, female emotions!

 

“You think I like this, Sesshomaru? Well, I don't. I hate it just as much as you do. The last person on the face of this earth I want to be mistaken for is you. You represent all the things I hate, but that's not important right now. It's obvious you can't control yourself enough to be in Inuyasha's company, and if he thinks you've run off, he'll just waste all his time chasing after you. So, you're going to go back to camp, and you're going to tell him that you need to go home. He won't like it, but just be persistent. NOT mean. Got that? Think you can handle that?”

 

He nodded, too angry to do anything else.

 

“Good. Now, of course, we're not really going to my home, so just wait at the well for me after Inuyasha takes you there.”

 

“You live in a well?” It did not surprise him. The wench was obviously insane. He would placate her for now. After all, being cracked and having a powerful demon body was a bad combination. And he wanted to stay in one piece, but she would pay for insulting him, for insinuating he lacked control.

 

“Not exactly. It's a long story. I'll tell you later. Now, scoot! The sooner we're back to our normal selves the better!”

 

For the first time, he completely agreed with her.