InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stream of Consciousness: A LiveJournal Collection ❯ Seeing Double ( Chapter 13 )

Title: Seeing Double

Community: First Tweak

Theme: New Moon

Place Earned: 1st

Genre: Romance

Rating: PG-13

Word count: 1,718

Warnings: fluff

 

 

Seeing Double

 

“Looka'ome!” Inuyasha shouted. “A new moon!” Kagome sighed, focusing on maintaining her balance and keeping the unsteady hanyou leaning against her on his feet. Once he fell, it would be very difficult to get him back up again.

 

“No, Inuyasha, it's almost a full moon. See? There it is right in front of you.”

 

“Nuh-uh! Look'dere!” he ordered, pointing a wavering finger in the general direction of the heavenly body. “There're two of `em tonight!” Kagome sighed again, hanging her head in exasperation.

 

“No, Inuyasha, you're just so drunk that you're seeing double.”

 

“I already tol' ya,” the inebriated hanyou replied, “hanyou don' ge—”

 

“Yeah, yeah! `Hanyou don't get drunk,'” she finished for him, her voice overflowing with sarcasm, and rightfully so.

 

“Don' get angry, K'gome. You should learn to relaaaaaax,” he told her in a flighty tone, leisurely waving his arms in a manner which the miko would have found comical in other circumstances.

 

“Easy for you to say,” she grumped. “You aren't practically carrying a big lug on your back!”

 

“I carry you all t'time,” Inuyasha said, cackling at his own witty observation. He quieted down when he saw the incensed glare Kagome sent his way, but still grinned stupidly nonetheless. But even in his intoxicated state, Inuyasha knew when he'd said something he shouldn't have, or more accurately something that would get him osuwarid.

 

“But you don' weigh hardly anything,” he declared. Then, as if to prove his point, he grabbed her around the waist with his right arm and effortlessly tossed her into the air several feet. He started guffawing again at the way she clung to his side in fear, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Natural panic had set in when she found herself up that high, more a product of surprise than anything else. But her knee-jerk reaction had another consequence: her weight had effectively upset the very limited sense of balance Inuyasha currently possessed, and now he listed heavily to the side. Before he could completely topple over, Kagome straightened her legs and dug her heels into the dirt, knees buckling with the effort of supporting him. Eventually she summoned the strength to push him upright once more. A little too hard, it seemed, as he now teetered dangerously to his left, making amused “ooh” and “aah” noises along the way. Oh, this is all just too damn funny to him, isn't it?! Getting annoyed now, Kagome grabbed his sleeve and tugged, yanking him back toward her. A muffled “oomph” escaped her as his body fell into hers, and she wrapped her arms around his torso to make sure he wouldn't go anywhere else.

 

“Mmmmm…you smell nice, K'gome.”

 

Kagome gasped at the huskiness of his tone as well as the substance of his words. She blushed crimson as her body heated, every inch of skin flushing with a single yearning. She broke out in sweat, the familiar ache coming to life in the pit of her stomach. Damn…how can he get this reaction out of me just by saying something nice?!” But his statement had been more than that, and she knew it. His proximity wasn't helping things. The feel of his warm, solid chest pressed intimately against hers, his breath scorching the delicate skin of her neck… Her body was going haywire under the stimulation, and it needed to stop. Otherwise, they might end up doing something he would regret in the morning. She doubted very much that his inhibitions would kick in this evening. So it was with extreme reluctance that she gently pushed Inuyasha away from her, looped his arm around her shoulder, and helped him start walking again. For the first time on their trek, he was silent, and for that she was grateful.

 

If she had glanced at his face, she would have seen a small scowl grace his features. Drunk or no, he had always been attentive to Kagome's emotions, and now was no exception. She smelled sad, angry, embarrassed, and excited all at the same time, a confusing mixture even to a sober mind. Inuyasha couldn't begin to figure out why she felt that way, but he did decide that she needed to cheer up.

 

“It was a fun party, huh?” he asked.

 

“I suppose,” Kagome replied neutrally. In actuality, she hadn't enjoyed the celebration very much at all. She was genuinely happy for her friends, but seeing how content they were, the closeness they now enjoyed…it made her envious. And once she realized that fact, she spent several hours wallowing in guilt. So no, the party hadn't been very fun for her, but apparently Inuyasha was still intent on talking about it.

 

“I bet Sango and Miroku are having fun,” he observed, more than a hint of lechery in his tone. Kagome's cheeks darkened again as she stared bewilderedly at him. The newlyweds had naturally retired to their new hut a little early, perhaps an hour ago. So yes, they probably were having a `good time' at this very moment. But she certainly never would have expected Inuyasha to comment on it. He was pretty wasted, saying things he wouldn't usually even dream of saying, and she was stuck out here with him. Great. Still, it was nice to see him so…loose. He had been so uptight recently, ever since Kikyou's death, as if he had something on his mind every moment of every day. She gave him the space he needed, not intruding on his mourning. She honestly hadn't expected him to stay at the party long, let alone get drunk. Now that she took the time to think about it, seeing him act so carefree made her happy, and a small smile quirked her lips as she gazed at him.

 

“A'right! K'gome ain't grumpy anymore!” he exclaimed, throwing up his hands in mock jubilation. Kagome laughed openly at his antics, but the sudden motion had once again thrown him off balance and he began to topple to the side. She grabbed him but was unable to steady him this time, and they both fell, rolling and giggling in the soft grass. Inuyasha wound up lying face down, Kagome gasping for breath beneath him. He leveled himself up on his elbows and was awestruck. She lay there beaming up at him, her chest still shuddering periodically with mirth, her chocolate eyes shimmering in the light from the two moons watching over the night sky. If he had possessed the mental capacity, he would perhaps have thanked the Kami for his lack of inhibitions in that moment. As it was, he simply acted, doing the first thing that came to mind.

 

When Kagome saw him leaning closer, her amusement abruptly ceased. Her body briefly hosted a great inner battle, heart's desire warring with mind's logic. The latter won a close victory, and she stopped his progress with a firm hand on his shoulder. He pulled back, gazing worriedly down at her, the liquor in his system giving him a cross-eyed appearance.

 

“Wh-what are you doing, Inuyasha?” she stuttered, failing to keep her conflicting emotions from her voice.

 

“Can I kiss you?” he asked bluntly.

 

“You don't want that,” she declared, turning her face to the side and closing her eyes as hot tears sprang up behind the lids.

 

“Don' tell me that!” he slurred. “I may be drunk, but I know what I want.”

 

“I thought you said hanyou don't get drunk.”

 

“Don' change the subjek,” he ordered playfully. “Now are you gonna let me kiss you, or do I hafta go cry in the woods all night?”

 

Kagome chuckled at the sheer ridiculousness of that statement, enjoying his drunken sense of humor. But he was still waiting for an answer, and she didn't have one to give. She was sure turning him down was the right thing to do, but what repercussions might that have? Would rejecting him do their relationship more damage than one alcohol-induced kiss? In the end, she decided that she couldn't take the risk. Actually wanting to kiss him had nothing to do with it. Still, she made sure the evenings escapades would stop there, no matter how much her body wished otherwise.

 

“If I let you kiss me, will you go to sleep?”

 

Inuyasha frowned, his mind conjuring up half-baked ideas of what could follow the kiss, but he rather quickly decided that this offer was too good to pass up. He nodded, leaning forward once more and this time not encountering resistance until his lips were pressed up against her…nose. Now she was laughing at him again, but he was not at all amused. He was drunk for heaven's sake! He got a freebie for not being able to see straight! The second try actually went worse, as he overcorrected and ended up butting her nose with his forehead. She still giggled around her groans of discomfort, and now he smiled in return, coming to see the humor in the situation. The third time proved to be the charm, as he at long last locked his lips with hers.

 

The kiss was not at all what Kagome expected; it was neither sloppy nor demanding. His lips applied gentle pressure against her own, the steady movement of his breathing proving to be incredibly soothing. And then it was over, and he was lying on his back beside her. In short, she was amazed, and truly touched. Her heart filled with warmth. To give such a tender kiss when he could have taken a lot more…he really did care.

 

“Go to sleep, wench,” he said, looping an arm around her and pulling her close.

 

“Wh—No! We need to get inside for the night!”

 

“Too comfy. Sleep here,” he muttered drowsily, making it abundantly clear that he didn't intend to move until morning. Kagome debated going inside herself, but didn't want to leave him out here alone. Besides, she was not ashamed to admit that she was very comfortable as well; his chest made a nice pillow. Snuggling further into his warm body, she closed her eyes and had almost drifted off when he spoke again.

 

“Hey, Kagome,” he whispered, sounding more clear-headed than before. “Look, the two moons became one.”

 

Kagome grinned. For this night at least, she could imagine that they truly had.