InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Things That Go Murr in the Panty Drawer ❯ Spare a Mint for your Knickers? ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, Something Positive, or Queen of Wands. But that doesn't mean I can keep CCB from his panty thievery

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He slipped down the bathroom sink's drainage opening and proceeded to shlorp his way through the sink piping, taking his usual route from Boston toward Denver. But, somewhere along the way, there was a clogged pathway, and he had no choice but to take an alternate route.

Take a left instead of a right. Do that enough times, and he should end up in the right direction eventually, right?

Wrong.

As the blubbery feline substance shlorped his way through the pipes, he noticed his choice in detour was taking especially long. He should have been at Kestrel's place by now.

He needed her panties, and now. It didn't matter that he had no use for them, or that his human provider had started to sell them on ebay once the evidence of his thievery had started to pile up. It didn't matter that he did nothing with them.

He just had to have them.

He finally saw a pinprick of muted light at the end of the damp piping tunnel. Finally!

He oozed himself up into the bathroom tub's drain, squeezed himself out with a sucking popping noise, and clawed his way up to the rim of the porcelain, regaining his shape somewhat.

He wasn't boneless… just very… elastic and jello-like in bone structure. Only a cat like he could literally melt from deep relaxation.

It was very dark everywhere except for a light mist of moonlight peeping through the window at him.

This place looked nothing, and smelled nothing, like Kestrel's place, he thought. But, no matter. If there were panties to be found, then it wouldn't be a wasted excursion.

The hairless pink ball of oozy goodness padded his way into the hall and made straight for the slightly cracked open door.

A quick exploration inside the room beyond the door revealed a lovely dresser with an entire drawer full of panties… medium high cut bikini briefs.

"Murr…." he mewled out emphatically at his discovery.

Translation: what an excellent plunder I have come upon!

He grinned with feline mischief. They weren't Kestrel's; they were much nicer… and of a daintier size. He murred again and closed his eyes in contentment.

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"I'm going home, and you can't stop me, Inuyasha!" the futuristic miko said with annoyance, her back to her unfortunately stubborn-assed hanyou companion as she made her way toward the Bone Eater's Well.

"Oh yes, I can, you stu--" he began to retort back with, but she turned around and glared at him. He tensed and clamped his mouth shut up, keeping his dissatisfied expression but having trouble from keeping it unwavering.

"Listen, I have to get clean clothes, I have a test in three days, and I'm all out of shampoo, so if you follow me or try to drag me back early…" Kagome threatened in a trail-off, her tone of voice clearly indicating her bad mood.

He huffed, his arms crossed and his gaze off to the side as he pouted, his eyebrows cocked emphatically. "Yeah yeah, but I'll drag you back if you're not back by the time the sun is high in four days." Excuses, excuses, excuses!

"I mean it!" And with that, she jumped into the time portal that swirled with bluish mist inside the well.

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Once in her own home again, Kagome found her mother and let her know she was home and her plans about the short stay. Once she had given her mother her dirty laundry and given her fat cat Buyo a loving scratch behind the ears where he lay relaxing himself on the couch in the family room, she sauntered up to her room so she could change into clean clothing.

"Ah, it's going to feel so good to finally wear something that hasn't already been worn for the last few days," she cried happily to herself with an exasperated smile.

While in the middle of stripping down, she noticed what looked like a small pile of wrapped candy on the pillow for her bed. Finding it such a strange thing to be there, she walked over and examined what actually turned out to be about five pieces of some kind of chocolate mint candy in dark metallic green wrappers that read Andes.

"That… is weird," she said to herself as she unwrapped one and ate the waxy mint confection slowly and delectably. "Mama turning this place into a hotel as a joke, or something?"

After her treat, she shrugged off the strangeness of the mints' presence on her pillow and went back to stripping. She had one clean, unworn bra left, and after binding her chest into it, she went for her underwear drawer for her socks and panties.

What she found was, suffice it to say, not exactly what she had been expecting.

The dresser drawer in which she kept her undergarments was completely devoid of panties. There were about five clean pairs of socks and two bras left in it, but absolutely not a single pair of lower region undergarments present.

"Huh?" was the only word she could utter, she was so dumbfounded.