InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Themes in Passing ❯ Too Far ( Chapter 3 )

Week 44 in iyfic_contest. Theme was Broken. Miroku goes too far this time.

Title: Too Far

Word Count: 519

Rating: PG-13 to be safe

Genre: Humor

Warning: Mentions unmentionable groping

As Kagome finally managed to pull herself and her huge bag out of the well, she noticed something was off. Not only was Inuyasha nowhere to be found, but no one was waiting for her at the top, not even Shippou. This was odd, to say the least, seeing as how she had just spent the last week in her own time.

She made her way to the village, tripping only once -something she was quite proud of considering the weight of her backpack on this occasion- to find that things were amiss with the group.

Miroku and Inuyasha were both no where to be found, and Shippou was attempting to console a very distraught Sango. After a bit a prodding and an immense amount of sobbing from the slayer, Kagome learned that Miroku was unconscious, and Inuyasha had hauled him off to Kaede for medical treatment.

Kagome sat down and wrapped her arm around Sango’s shoulders.

“It’ll be okay, Sango. We’ve fought demons before, and Miroku has been through worse. He’ll be back on his feet in no time! Kaede will take good care of him. I promise.”

Sango broke from her weeping, “Screw that lecher! I hope he’s out for days and wakes with a killer headache. He deserves it this time. Groping my rear is one thing, but this time he went too far!” She took a deep breath and went back to bawling, only she was louder than before.

Kagome was at a loss. “What exactly did he do this time? Did you stumble upon another girl who said she wanted to bear his children?”

Sango shook her head. “Oh, that wouldn’t have been a shock. He… he…” Sango’s face deepened in color, which was fairly amazing considering she was beet red from crying for so long. Her voice dropped. “He touched me…” And she broke off into another wail.

“Okay, so he groped you in a place that wasn’t proper?” Sango nodded. “And you hit him and knocked him out?” Sango nodded again. “Okay, this is normal. We’ve done this before. He’ll be okay. There’s no need to cry.” Kagome tried to be the voice of logical reason, despite her wanting to find the monk and hit him a few times more for good measure.

Sango snorted. Then she got up, still weeping, and stumbled her way over to the nearby hut. From out the shadows she pulled two large objects, and then promptly fell to her knees and clutched them to her chest.

Watching from where she was sitting, Kagome raised an eyebrow and looked to Shippou for clarification.

He shrugged. “She broke Hiraikotsu on Miroku’s head. She’s fixed it before. I don’t see why she’s making such a fuss.”

Kagome stifled her giggles and tried very hard to smooth her face into serenity, as the slayer broke into a new round of keening. She calmly stood up and walked in the opposite direction, leaving Shippou to tend to Sango.

Five minutes later she had made it to what she felt was a safe distance from the village and broke into uncontrollable laughter.