InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Rox's Livejournal Drabbles ❯ The Benefits of Being a Demon Flea ( Chapter 53 )

When traveling with InuYasha and his friends, Myouga had to be careful when he got hungry. When they were all sleeping was always best. He would hop over and carefully attach himself to an exposed neck, hand or ankle and sip to his hearts content. Of all of them, by far his favorite ones to dine on were InuYasha and Kagome.

Though he would never tell them, Myouga felt sorry for those two, silly, love struck teens. They put up quite a show for everyone, pretending not to like each other much. But he knew the truth, he saw their hearts when he drank from them.

One night after a particularly stressful day between Kagome and InuYasha, Myouga hopped over to the young miko. She slept curled on her side in her sleeping bag, her arms up over her face. He crept into her hair, and then crawled over to her sweet, young neck. Closing his eyes, he started to sip blood. The girl's feelings swept into him, and they were all centered around InuYasha. She was deeply frustrated because she felt she must hold back her love for him. Images of InuYasha with Kikyou tormented her mind, but she was resigned to the situation. Foolish girl, to misunderstand InuYasha's loyalty to Kikyou as love!

Detaching abruptly from Kagome's neck, Myouga had an idea. He never gave away what the powers and abilities of a demon flea were, so what they did not know would not hurt them - in fact he could help them. He bounded off the sleeping girl and looked up. InuYasha was on a tree limb nearby. It would take quite some hopping to get up there, but he was determined. From crevice to crevice in the bark he moved, until he got to where InuYasha was sleeping. He had to be extra careful around the hanyou…even sleeping he could be woken easily. Such was the life the hanyou led for many years…he always had to become alert in an instant to survive. Creeping up to him, Myouga took a quick sip from one of his exposed ankles. Yes, InuYasha cared deeply for Kagome, there was no doubt.

It was sad to Myouga, really, that they would never know what he did for them. He held some of InuYasha's blood in his mouth still, and went back to Kagome. This time, he bit her and let the small amount of blood mingle with her own. She sighed in her sleep, and Myouga had to move fast or get flicked away by a stray hand. But before he left her, he took one more, small nip of her blood and made his way to InuYasha. Once back to the hanyou, Myouga repeated what the process. In the morning, he would see testament to his handiwork. He folded his arms together and sighed wearily. It was time for him to find Kirara and nestle down in her nice, warm fur for the night.

InuYasha woke from an unusually pleasant dream. Stretching, he gripped the tree limb and peeked down at the camp and at Kagome. He blinked as he felt an unfamiliar, happy warmth suffuse him as he looked at her, instead of the usual mixture of caring and fear of rejection. Two pink spots formed on his cheeks, and he bent low to the branch, unable to take his eyes off her.

With a yawn and a sleepy stretch, Kagome woke up. She raised her arms above her head and let out a small sigh. What a wonderful dream she had had! It had been about her…and InuYasha. Her heart felt light and happy, and she placed a hand to her cherst with a faint smile. Looking up, her eyes met InuYasha's…and she could not help responding with a warm smile. To her further pleasure…InuYasha smiled back, a real smile and not a smirk or a snarl. Soon they were grinning happily at each other, no words needed.

Myouga watched this all, and his eyes shone with pride. Yes, having a demon flea among them gave these humans and hanyou more benefits then they would ever know…