InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Things That Go Murr in the Panty Drawer ❯ Glory of the Sengoku Jidai ( Chapter 5 )

Finally able to compose herself where she sat in the hut across from Inuyasha, everything already stuffed back into her big yellow backpack, Kagome closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and carefully asked, "Now, just why were you being nosy and digging around in my backpack?" When her eyes opened again, they sent a hard stare the hanyou's way.

"Why's it matter?" Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. "What'd you sit me for, anyway? What in the fuck did I do to deserve… deserve that?!" he responded in a grumpy mutter, his arms firmly crossed, turning his gaze away from her, a scowl on his face. He made an injured sniff and refused to look at her. His ears flattened against his hair.

"Inuyasha…" Kagome trailed off in a threatening tone, rising intonation all too obviously showing she was not pleased with his attitude. When she received an immature huff and continued lack of response, she put a hand to her now bowed forehead and sighed in exasperation. "Do you even know what it was you were holding up for EVERYONE IN THE SENGOKU JIDAI to see in ALL ITS GLORY?!"

The forcefulness of the second half of her sentence, plied in conjunction with her now pissed off and angered expression and her clenched fists, rattled Inuyasha's brooding composure and shakingly caused him to stare at her wide-eyed and frazzled, his jaw gaping for a mere second.

"Uh, a thong?" he answered testingly, an eyebrow quirked.

The color draining from her face in embarrassment, Kagome's voice went up two octaves as she softly clarified her question. "I know it's a… thong," she trailed off for a moment, embarrassed to be saying the name of such a piece of intimate apparel to a male, and to Inuyasha, no less. "What I'm asking is, do you even know what one is?" she re-asked, clenching her teeth as she averted her gaze. A wave of dread washed over her.

The hanyou promptly questioned, "Why would I ask you if I didn't know? Keh." A slight feeling of unease started forming around his shoulders, making him feel tense. Something didn't seem right to him.

Suddenly very thankful that they were alone in the hut, as having spectators would be pure torture, Kagome brought her hands together and attempted to compose herself again. She tried to speak several times, but the words always died on her tongue before she could utter anything.

Inuyasha studied her intensely. Man, she's acting weird. The girl before him took another deep breath, turned red with a flush and an embarrassed smile, then glanced to the other side, still avoiding his gaze.

"They're… undergarments… that I wear… under my skirt," she finally replied, her voice high pitched and saturated with nervousness. At her final phrase, she chuckled nervously and turned to look at him, her fingers fidgeting frantically.

His expression, needless to say, would have certainly amused the bejesus out of her on any other day, and again, she was glad that no one else was around to see the shocked and horrified look upon his face. Almost sadistically, she was thankful that she was not the only one sporting a very obvious blush that reeked of embarrassment, and it took all of her self restraint not to giggle at his current state of fish-mouthing. His ears pointed straight upward, and his eyebrows were quite well hidden by the silver frock of bangs covering his forehead.

"Eh, heh, heh… yeah. Now you see why I sat you?" She offered an apologetic and sheepish grin, her nervous laughter trailing off in a drop dead manner, though she secretly wished to revel in seeing him look so uncomfortable.

Inuyasha, his expression frozen upon his face, slowly inched backward about half a foot before hitting the wall. Oh, my… she is so never going to let me live this down, he thought to himself, feeling sweat form on the back of his neck. Oh shit, oh shit, OH SHIT. He swallowed a lump in his throat, then attempted to shrug off his current blanket of discomfort and unease. "Keh, how was I supposed to know? It's so skimpy it wouldn't cover anything!" he snapped back at her defensively, his scowl newly returned and his nostrils flaring.

Only upon sensing the additional reek of embarrassment and anger that wafted from her slightly shaking form just mere seconds before she used the subduing command yet again did Inuyasha remember that he should learn to think before speaking a lot more frequently.

"Damnit, wench!" he angrily yelled out from his position smashed upon the floor before cutting himself off when he saw her fists clenching and unclenching and her eyes narrowed to slits in a glare aimed for him and only him. Okaaaaaay, I think I better just shut the hell up and actually answer her questions, he told himself with wide eyes, greatly fearing the pissed off female before him more than he ever had before.

Kagome stood up and towered over the still subdued hanyou who looked up at her in return, his expression unreadable except for that of shock. "Inuyasha, let me ask you again. What the heck were you doing in my BACKPACK?!"