InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Snow White and the Seven 'Dwarfs'...Sort of ❯ You're ears are so cute ( Chapter 4 )

AN: Hey sorry I was so late coming with the new chapter. My computer has the wrong writing program or something and I have to wait till I get to a computer who does. So far the polls for Kouga's pairing are,

Ayame- 1

Kagura- 0

Before I get on with the story I just have to ask one simple question,

WHY ARE NONE OF YOU PEOPLE REVIEWING???????

You know, it would be nice if I got a review from someone other InuyashaLoveLorn, (not that I'm complaining or anything, I'm really glad you like my story and tell me, thanks) last time I reviewed someone, it was really easy. All you have to do is press the little `Write Review” link, it brings you to the review place, and you write a nice little review on how much you love my story, getting this so far? Than you type the security code, (which is annoying) and your done! See how easy that sounds? Now go to it after your done reading. Ok, I'm done bitching you can go on to the story. Enjoy!

 

Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha, his friends, or have any right to make them to what I want. But I do anyway.

 

(`' is when someone's thinking, ok?)

 

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***Still the Day of the Funeral***

Inuyasha watched in part interest, curiosity and even a little bit worried as Kagome first started to cry when she saw her father's body in his casket, and than

as her face got darker and darker with rage watching how Kikyo acted during the funeral, checking out her nails, patting her hair to make sure it was still in it's place, and sending some freaky guy long, sultry looks that just made you think of sex. Really ugly, digesting sex since it was with these two, but still sex regardless. Even if he didn't have his nose and couldn't smell the hate and bloodlust her scent was starting to let off, all he had to do was look at her face to see she hated Kikyo. Luckily the funeral was soon over, and Kagome got up and rushed out of the shrine. He caught the scent of salt hovering still in the air, and frantically looked around to see if he could send Sango or her friend after her, because he knew if he didn't get somebody he would have to go after her himself. There wasn't anything on earth that did Inuyasha in like a woman crying,

Because the wailing hurt his ears, and the salt made him sneeze in till his brains came out,

He just really hated to see a woman in pain

He got to brag about it to Miroku later, which made him really jealous.

He looked around, Sango was dragging a scared Miroku out of the shrine, getting ready to beat the crap out of him for groping her during the ceremony, and he didn't see Kagome's other friend anywhere.

`Maybe Kagura's already with Kagome, and I won't have to go after her!'

He twitched his ears around to where Kagome had run out, hoping he was right, but could hear or smell anyone else with her. They dropped, knowing that unless he wanted to listen to her heart breaking cries for the next- Kami only knows when, he would have to go up and see what he could do.

 

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Sesshourmaru casually walked into the hall and out of the banquet hall where food was being served, seething with anger behind his cold mask.

 

`How dare they treat the death of a great leader such as King Nobunaga so lightly! He was a good man; he should have gotten better than this circus Kikyo made his funeral out of. Half of the guests were enemies who wanted to make sure he was dead, or people who wanted free food. There is something going on here. I might not of really talked to Nobunaga for the last couple of years, but I know he would never marry someone like Kikyo. Not for anything, expect perhaps for… no that can't be, can it? He should have contacted me! We're allies, I would have made sure Kikyo was taken care of. To late now, Inuyasha better not make such a stupid mistake. Now, to find evidence of something that I can use against her.'

 

He sniffed lightly, making sure there was no one coming down the hall as he quietly walked down.

 

`Now, if I'm a evil slut like Kikyo where would I keep all my little evil secrets?' Let's see, she's the kind of woman who thinks she can get away with murder, and would like to gloat over it afterwards. Determined to get what she wants, likes her comforts, add slut to that mix and you get… her bedroom! Of course, why didn't I think of it sooner? She's a slut, so she spends a lot of time in bed, she can hide objects of a questionable nature in, and gloat afterwards. Of course if anyone found anything there she would clearly be guilty, and that adds to the rush of killing someone. Stupid bitch, to cocky for her own good. Makes things easier for the rest of us through. Now, I have to find her room.'

He sniffed again when the hallways split up and grimaced. It would be harder than usual because of all the people that had already come and gone through the halls, masking her scent with theirs. Not to mention the servants that were going about their chores and would panic when they saw a demon in their halls.

 

`Haven't had much of challenge in awhile. This should prove to be interesting.'

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`At least Kaede was right, I was in shock, but I would rather be numb than feel this much pain and anger at papa's dieing, and leaving me here alone and with Kikyo as a stepmother. Kami, I wish I could stop crying!'

 

I sobbed harder into the pillow. The numbness had worn off and it felt like a river was trying to come out of me through my eyes. I glanced up and started out the window, watching the clouds go by, and hugged the pillow I had been sobbing in tightly against my chest. My father was gone, never coming back. I was never going to hear his laugher, so strong and filled with joy that it rang through the castle, even after my mother's death. I was never going to hear his gentle voice, teaching me about how to run the kingdom when I came of age, never to see his bright blue eyes light up with pride when I got something quickly, or how I would know half of a battle strategy he was explaining to me before he could even finish telling me about it. He would never ruffle my hair and tell me about how much I was like of my mother in almost everything expect looks. I would never pull his brown hair jokingly when we were in a debate about the best way to save a wounded solider with an arrow in his stomach, never really agreeing on matters like that. He would never help me find the best stones for arrowheads again, never help me get just the right feathers for them. He would never finish teaching me how to fight with the purification dagger that had been passed down in their family for generations, and was a dagger that my mother had used often and even added her own power to it. He would never tell me funny stories about what I had done as a baby, stories about how my parents met, how much trouble they got into daily, and how they had fallen in love with each other. He will never comfort me when I got scared, cheer me up when I get down, help me when help was wanted, and always knowing when saying anything would be the wrong thing to do. He was never going to be there. Period. The word echoed in my head,

Never…

Never…

Never…

Fresh tears fell from my eyes again, and I pressed my forehead against the glass, watching as my tears caught on and ran down it.

“Um, hey.”

I looked up and saw Inuyasha standing in the doorway, looking nervous and…worried? I wiped my eyes and sat up straighter on my window seat.

“Hi, what do you want?” I asked quietly, having no idea why he was here. He carefully walked into the room, and sat slowly next to me on the window seat.

“I just wanted to make sure you where ok, you left in a hurry.”

“Why would you care?”

“Why shouldn't I?”

“I thought you hated me.”

“I don't hate you.”

“Than why did you act like you did?”

“How did I act like I did?” Inuyasha asked, outraged she would think that of him.

“You made a big deal about me touching your ears.”

“I make a big deal out of anyone touching them.”

“Why? Their so cute.”

“Are not”

“Are to”

“Are not”

“Are to”

“Are not”

“They are to, why wouldn't you like people touching your ears? I heard you purring.”

He stutter, “I Do Not Purr!”

“Do to”

“Do not, I'm a dog! Not a cat why would I-“ He sighed blissfully when I grabbed his ears and started rubbing them like I had before. I hit a spot and he started to purr. I giggled softly; feeling a little better, “See you are purring.”

“Feh, don't expect this often, I'm only humoring you,” he struggled to get out between purrs, “I'm only letting you touch them so you stop crying, oh! Just don't stop right now.” He said when I rubbed a really tender part that made him growl lightly in pleasure and move closer to me, when I hit another good spot and he laid his head on my shoulder, making it easier for me to reach his ears. I giggled softly again, loving the feel of his silky ears between my fingers.

 

` It's so strange, only Inuyasha stopped me from crying more. Why? He's the only one who I've felt more than anger, numbness, or sadness with since papa died.'

 

He nudged his head against my shoulder and whined a little when my movements on his ears slowed. I sped up and he started to purr again, getting lost in her touch and her scent. I smiled,

“I could stay like this forever.” I whispered softly.

He smiled softly and was about to respond when he heard Sango and Miroku (with a couple of lumps on his head.) With Kagura close behind ran in,

“Hey guys we've been looking all over for you…” Miroku trailed off when he saw Inuyasha's head on Kagome's shoulder and Kagome's hand buried in his hair. They froze and Inuyasha slowly turned his head around, still keeping it on my shoulder, which caused my face to turn red, and faced Miroku.

“Miroku.” He asked in a deadly calm voice. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, Lady Sango and I were worried about where you two had gone of to without us, so we came to look for you, but as we see your busy we'll just leave.”

Inuyasha, finally noticing to where he was at, jerked his head off my shoulder, and sat on the other side of the window seat, blushing in till he could have laid across the red carpet in the room and have been hidden perfectly. I blushed even redder and stared at the floor.

“Don't stop on our account.” Miroku said, “Feel free to continue.”

“Monk” Inuyasha growled warningly.

“Actually I'm not a monk yet, but I will be.”

“You're training to be a monk?” Kagura asked, shocked at the lecher being a holy man. He sent a wounded look toward her, “Why? Is that hard to believe?”

Sango and Kagura looked at him and said at the same time, “Yes”

He shrugged, “I need the meditation training.”

“Why?” Sango asked, interested now.

“When I become about 16 or 17 I may get a wind tunnel in my right hand, a hole or void if you will, that will suck anything in its path, unless the person who has it has been trained as a monk, and has prayer beads wrapped around it. It is a trait that only my family possesses. It skips generations, but if you are male and have some sort of spiritual power, it is a good chance you may get one. It is most helpful in battle, I believe my father helped your mother once with it a long time ago.” He said, now talking to me. I shrugged. “Perhaps, but I don't think I've heard anything like that before from my father-“ I paused here and fought back tears-“ or Kaede about anything like that.”

Before Miroku could respond, Sesshourmaru appeared in the doorway. “Inuyasha, Lord Miroku. Lady Sango, it is time to go. Say goodbye to Princess Kagome please, we must leave soon.” Sango rushed towards me, and hugged me,

“I'll try to come as much as I can, alright Kagome?”

I hugged her back,
”I look forward to it.” I bowed to Miroku, and than Inuyasha, only blushing this time. “Thank you all for coming to my fathers funeral. I hope you can come again soon.”

Sesshourmaru bowed as Sango, Miroku started to leave, but Inuyasha turned back to look at me once more, and than followed the rest of them out.

“I should like that Princess Kagome, be safe.” He bowed again and walked out the door.

“Be safe also.” I whispered after they left.

“Please, be safe also.”

Kagura turned to me after a little bit and said with a wicked smile,

“You are telling me everything that went on when I wasn't here, now.”

 

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AN: Ok I'm done. And it only took me 2 or 3 hours. I'll try to write again soon promise, and next chapter should be the last one were their kids after that their about the same ages they are in the anime, maybe a little older. Don't forget to review and tell me if you think I should make it kaga/kou or aya/kou. See ya!