InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ The Romancing of Rin ( Chapter 42 )

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Miroku was not farring as well. Sango had locked herself in the women's wing, the hallway door bolted fast and her room door probably as well. He stood at the door leaned up against it, waiting for Kagome to come and call Sango to unlock it. His gentle pleas went ignored. His more forceful ones ignored as well.

 

Rin and Shippo came up to his sleeping body and giggled. She was holding his little hand in hers and turned to look down on him. Instead of bending over, she dropped to her knees so that they would be eye to eye. “It looks like I won't be sleeping in the women's wing tonight. Where will I stay?” she whispered, a mischievous glimmer in his eye.

 

“You can't stay in the men's wing with us. If your dad finds you there, you would be in so much trouble.” the little kitsune said. “I didn't realized how much he hates me.”

 

“He doesn't hate you Shippo,” she said. “He doesn't even know you. Daddy doesn't like it when I do things improperly when we are here in court. Stupid rules.” She grabbed up his other hand too and they started to swing their arms back and forth, back and forth. “Let's go sleep in mommy's room. She's got the best bed and she never uses it any more. She always stays in daddy's room now.”

 

“Hey, we can play with all the neat stuff in there.”

 

“But we gotta sneak in there. If Jaken catches us, he'll make me come back here. He's got keys to all the doors.”

 

“Ok.” Shippo broke grip with one hand and pulled her off to the lord and lady's bedrooms. Miroku grinned to himself having heard it all. He knew they were still too young to get into sexual mischief, but old enough to enjoy the bloom of first love. This was like Shippo's second or third or maybe fourth “first love”, but it was one of the most developed. It was a shame that the little kitsune would grow into adulthood when she was past her child bearing years. The two would have made a really adorable pair.

 

The monk waited for them to be out of sight and hearing before seeking out Jaken for the key. He would lie and say that he accidentally got locked out of the men's wing and find his way to see Sango. What he had to say to her would not wait until morning.

 

The two children closed the doors of Akanesuji's room behind them and lit several small oil lamps so they could see in the dark. The little girl immediately started jumping up and down on the bed and the kitsune was quick to follow her. When she tired out she fell back into the pile of pillows at the head of the bed and giggled. Shippo did the same then rolled over to look her in the face. Her big dark eyes glittered in the lamp light and she was just about the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She was so much taller now than when he had first met her and her face had thinned into the beginnings of a woman's face. She may have had two pimples on her forehead which she kept trying to cover with her bangs, but that didn't matter to him. The girl was becoming a woman. He couldn't help but smile at her with his little pointed teeth.

 

“Shippo. I don't want us to ever grow up. Isn't this so much fun?”

 

He scooted closer to her so that his elbow touched her shoulder. “Yeah. I like being with you.”

 

“I like being with you too. Let's get married some day.”

 

Shippo smiled. “Sure. Then we could jump up and down on the bed when ever we want.”

 

“And daddy couldn't say anything if you hold my hand or not.”

 

“And he could say anything if I kissed you.” Shippo planted a quick peck on her cheek and Rin blushed. She was quick on the up take though and threw her arms around the little kitsune and kissed him back, little butterfly smack on his cheek. Shippo melted into her arms, his sensitive nose digging into the flowery smell of her hair, his little pointed ears rubbing against the silk of her cheek. He put his arm around her back almost respectfully and cuddled into her. Rin in turn put her nose into his shoulder too and they giggled together.

 

“Kiss me again. That was fun. It made my toes tingle.”

 

“Mine too.” Shippo looked at her more carefully and licked his lips in nervousness. Slowly he put his lips to her lips and made the smacking sound. The girl giggled and then so did he and he tried it again, this time she puckered her lips up more too. They broke out into snickering and tried it again. This time, Shippo paused when his lips hit hers and stayed there a little longer. His little girlfriend lifted him up and placed him up and more on top of her chest and he got a really warm and fuzzy feeling not only in his toes, but everywhere else. In response he kissed her more fervently, touching his tongue to her bottom lip.

 

Rin cracked open her mouth a little and pulled his head closer to hers, putting her little delicate fingers on his ears and rubbing them. Shippo was in kitsune heaven and so was she. She had seen her mother and father kiss passionately for years now and she had always wondered what was so special about the otherwise gross act of swapping spit and it was becoming increasingly clear to her. Kissing made her feel like water was rushing all over her skin. No wonder mommy and daddy did it. It was fun.

 

She was not a very shy girl when it came to her friend Shippo. They so rarely got to see eachtoher that she greedily snatched him up everytime they were together. Tonight was no different. He was her kitsune as far as she was concerned and she grabbed his tail to pet it as he laid upon her chest. She had always wanted to pet it and had never gotten a good chance to do so. When he stopped kissing her and his eyes got big as rice cakes she looked at him curiously. “Why did you stop kissing me?”

 

“Um..you're petting my tail.” Shippo sucked his lips in and bit. He was experiencing something terribly intimate between his kind and it made him nervous that she was doing it. If she stoked it much more, he would want something terribly adult out of her that both he and she were not old enough or ready enough to experience.

 

“And what a nice tail it is too. It's so soft and pretty.”

 

“Um...can you stop it? It's making me too tingly.”

 

“Too tingly?” she asked, raising an eyebrow like her father would.

 

Shippo rolled off her and away, turning his back to her and pulling his tail as much as he could to the front protectively. “Let's just go to sleep now. I'm tired.”

 

Rin curled up against him and they made the funniest little spoon. He was half her height but it didn't matter, she curled her arms around him as if he were a favorite teddy bear. “I'm sorry Shippo. I don't want to hurt you.”

 

“It's o.k. Just don't do it again.”

 

Rin stuck her nose in the space between the back of his ear and his hair. Her warm breath ran over his neck and relaxed into her warm arms. She giggled and wiggled, squeezing him tighter then loosening up on him. “I like you Shippo.”

 

“I like you too, Rin.”

 

“Is this what it's like to be husband and wife?”

 

“Yeah. I guess so. Except married people have sex.”

 

“That is so gross.”

 

“Yeah. Gross.”

 

“Good night Shippo.”

 

“Good night, Rin.”

 

The two children pretended to be asleep for a long time, finally dropping off into real snores and deep happy blissful snoozing early in the wee hours of the night. Rin planned to ask her mother in the morning if she could be betrothed to Shippo, after all, he was a youkai lord. His father was once a very strong and powerful kitsune. Surely mommy would think Shippo a good match, even if daddy didn't.

 

Shippo fell asleep thinking about the birds and the bees and how bees didn't fit into birds very well. It was simple math. His body was not the right size for Rin's. Five feet tall did not equal three feet tall. In three years when she would be old enough for marriage, he would still have a penis the size of her pinky finger. All those happy tingly feelings their kisses had given him went straight out the window. His last thoughts before falling asleep were about how he really needed to grow up in a hurry. Being a youkai sucked. The cute phase lasted way too long.