InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Top Dog ❯ Inu-Yasha's POV ( Chapter 2 )

Top Dog: Inu-Yasha's POV

 

“You're late Kagome,” Inu-Yasha muttered as he stared up at the sun, “You said you'd be back by mid morning.” The sun had definitely passed the `mid' part of the sky and was now growing steadily closer to the `noon' part. But did he truly want Kagome to feel like she was missed by going to fetch her? On the other hand, did he truly want to sit here and glare at the sun until she decided to grace him with her presence?

Inu-Yasha's stomach growled, and he glanced down at it in annoyance. Damn he was hungry. Try as he might, he just couldn't bring himself to eat the bland village food when he knew that the flavorful food of Kagome's time would be within his reach in three days time. Inu-Yasha grinned suddenly: there was the perfect excuse to go fetch the late girl. All he had to do was claim he was hungry, and Kagome would never suspect that he had actually stared at the sky for three days time in lonesome.

Not that he had stared at the sky for three days in lonesome, no, of course not.

Inu-Yasha peered over the edge of Kaede's roof and scanned the area. No one was in sight, good. He lifted his head up and sniffed into the wind. He could smell Miroku's stench; barely discernable from the aroma of about eight women, one of who was Sango, furious most likely. And Shippo? Inu-Yasha sniffed again. He was eating what smelt like one of Kagome's strange-bagged potatoes. Inu-Yasha felt himself growling in annoyance. Where the hell had Shippo gotten those? Inu-Yasha was almost certain that he had consumed the last one. He snorted; stupid fox probably buried a bag or something, probably tasted like dirt. Taking one last sniff and glance to be assured of his privacy, Inu-Yasha hopped off the roof and began to stalk towards the well with the utmost stealth.

“Good day Inu-Yasha!” Inu-Yasha felt his ears press against his head as he heard Kaede's voice call from inside her hut. Damn it, he should have remembered the hag! “Dost thou go to fetch Kagome? Will ye tell her that--” He never heard the rest of the sentence: at the word “Kagome,” Inu-Yasha had crouched down then sprang up and fled out of earshot; fleeing as quickly as he could to the well.

He stopped a few feet before the well and peered around. No one was in sight. Inu-Yasha felt himself sighing with relief as he swung himself over the well and into the future. He landed with a thud on the other end and scaled the well wall in one leap then glanced around the well house. No Kagome. Probably still in bed or something, lazy girl. `Well then,' Inu-Yasha thought as he stomped out of the well house, `I'll just have to go wake her now won't I?' He scaled the wall of her house just as easily has he had scaled the wall of the well house and rapped twice on her window. No answer. Should he just go in?

Inu-Yasha could very clearly remember what had happened last time he entered without rapping first, and he felt his cheeks grow red at the thought. Kagome had been dancing with, what was it called again? A hair-brush held up to her mouth, all the while pretending to sing some ridiculously loud song that was projecting from her music box, but that wasn't the worst part. No, the worse part had been the fact that the dancing girl was wearing nothing more than a fluffy pink towel and that she hadn't noticed him until she spun around; his face had been nice and red by that time and there was no use him denying that he had been staring at her. Predictable as always, Kagome had sat him a few times then topped it off by chucking the brush at his flattened form.

Inu-Yasha winced at the remembrance of that and rapped a few more times just to be sure. Deciding that Kagome would have responded by now if she was in a state of undress, he pulled open the window and toppled into the room. Empty, but it smelt as if she had only left a few minutes ago. He snorted. Lazy girl had slept in after all. He glanced over at her empty yellow backpack and glared: lazy girl hadn't even packed yet! Stomping out of her room, Inu-Yasha made his way to the direction of the lazy girl's scent.

“Oi, Kagome!” Inu-Yasha watched with satisfaction as the startled girl spun around quickly. Good, she should be scared. “You're late!”

“I know, I know, I'm sorry,” she pleaded and Inu-Yasha blinked at her. Since when did Kagome apologize? “I fell asleep doing my homework,” she continued, “I was going to leave in a few minutes. In fact, why don't we go now? My bag's already packed.”

`It it not you dirty liar,' Inu-Yasha thought as he looked her over. Just what are you trying to hide? Wait a minute: what the hell is that? “What is that?” he asked as calmly as he could muster. It looked like an oversized egg roll with feet and a tail, but it certainly didn't smell like one.

Kagome laughed and picked up the egg roll. “He's a dog,” she began, and Inu-Yasha snorted. That thing was not a dog. “a dachshund to be exact.” A dach what? “Hojo gave him to me because he thought I was depressed.”

“Are you?”

“No.”

“Then you don't need him.” Inu-Yasha picked up the egg roll by the scruff of his neck and dropped it in Kagome's waste bucket. Problem solved. “Let's go.”

Inu-Yasha gapped as Kagome ran to the bucket and pulled out the egg roll, then held it like a baby. “That,” she seethed, “was completely inappropriate and you should be ashamed of yourself.” He snorted. “You do not put living creatures in the trashcan!”

“Why not, you don't need it?”

“It is a he, and we'll see if I need him or not.” Inu-Yasha stared in horror as Kagome glared at him and took the side of the egg roll of a dog. “I am going to go pack,” she continued, “and you are going to wait outside until I'm ready.”

“But you said you had already packed-” Not that he had believed her or anything.

“I lied.”

Ouch. Inu-Yasha stared as Kagome stormed off, and then glanced down at the egg roll. It was glaring at him! He started to advance on the dog before stopping and settled for a good threat instead. “You'd better be thankful I'm nice,” he said with a sneer, “or I would have pounded you into the ground ten minutes ago.” With that said, Inu-Yasha walked over the egg roll dog and into Kagome's yard, jumping into the large tree that he had claimed as his own.

Beneath him, the stupid dog pranced into the yard as if he owned it and began to smell the bushes; his tail held high in the air. `Stupid dog's almost as bad a Kouga,' Inu-Yasha thought with a glare, `and I outa' pound him right now.' He glanced at Kagome's window and sighed: getting pounded himself with just one word was not the best way to show his superiority. The stupid dog wasn't doing anything too bad right now: if he stayed out of Inu-Yasha's way, he would be allowed to live. Inu-Yasha smirked, leaned back against the bark, and watched the stupid dog sniffing the grass. He then stared in horror as the same stupid dog pranced over to his tree (as if he owned it!), lifted up his right leg, and promptly began marking his tree with urine!

That was it, there was no way in hell that stupid dog was getting away with such a blatant provoke on his superiority. Inu-Yasha jumped off his tree and wrapped his long fingers around the stupid dog's stupid neck. He wasn't going to kill it, of course not, just let it suffer for a few minutes.

He should have expected the sitting, he really should of, but Inu-Yasha was in too much of a rage to do little more than shove the stupid dog out from underneath him as Kagome yelled, “Sit!” What? Crushing the puny thing under his weight was probably not the best idea at the moment.

“What the hell did you do that for?!” Inu-Yasha yelled as he spat dirt out of his mouth. Was that a worm trying to wiggle up his nose? Probably. Life sucked.

“Why the hell were you trying to kill him?!”

“He was peeing on my tree!”

“He's a dog!”

“It's my tree!” Inu-Yasha forced his head up out of the dirt and away from the worm, and stared in horror at the stupid dog, which was currently being cradled by Kagome. It looked awfully content there with its head nuzzled into her breasts! “Look what it's doing!” Not only was the dog stupid, it was even more perverted than Miroku, and getting away with it!

Kagome, however, did not seem to notice. “What?”

Inu-Yasha forced the top half of himself off of the ground. Please say he didn't have to spell it out for her. “It's . . . It's . . .”

“He's what?” Kagome set the perverted dog onto the ground. Now eye level with Inu-Yasha, the dog gave him a look of such complete cockiness and superiority that would have made Sesshomaru proud.

Inu-Yasha sat up completely and shook his head. “It's . . .” Groping you? No, that made it sound like Miroku, and she liked him. “It's . . .” Pressing its head against your soft breasts? Hell no! Just pick one, damn-it! “It's nuzzling at your jugs!” Nuzzling at your jugs?! What the hell was that?! Inu-Yasha pressed his ears against his head as he Kagome advanced on him.

“What did you say?” she asked slowly.

“Nothing,” Inu-Yasha said quickly, “please don't sit me.”

“Oh, and why would I do that?” Crap, he was so screwed.

She placed her hands on her hips and glared down at him. “Inu-Yasha: sit!” Inu-Yasha made sure to keep his mouth shut this time as he plunged face first into the dirt. “Come on Koishii,” Inu-Yasha heard Kagome say, “let's go get some lunch.”

Wait a minute . . .

“What they hell did you say his name was?!”

“Koishii, idiot.” Inu-Yasha stared at the dirt in horror. She had named the stupid perverted dog Koishii? Beloved? Forcing his face out of the dirt, Inu-Yasha glared at the mutt through the window. Stupid thing had long surpassed Kouga; stupid thing made Kouga look like he had a stupid childhood crush. Inu-Yasha was going to get that poor excuse for a dog.

Finally able to free himself from the dirt, Inu-Yasha stormed from the yard and into Kagome's kitchen. Inside, Kagome was giving the stupid dog what appeared to be an oddly shaped cookie, and Inu-Yasha found that he no longer had any problem with taking whatever it was from the dog: if the stupid mutt was trying to steal Kagome away from him, Inu-Yasha would steal right back.

Not that he actually wanted or desired Kagome, no, of course not.

He snatched the brown . . . cookie thing right from out of Kagome's hands and sniffed. Hm, it didn't exactly smell like a cookie, but it didn't smell bad either. “What's this?” he demanded.

Kagome shook her head. “It's a milk bone,” she said, “for Koishii.”

Is that so? “Well, it's mine now.” Inu-Yasha shoved the whole thing into his mouth and bit down, then froze. He bit again and failed once more. Crap, probably shouldn't have tried to bite the thing with his dull molars. “It's wather hawd,” he mumbled.

To his horror, Kagome looked amused. “Because it's meant for dogs, not humans, demons, or half demons, but dogs.” She took out another bone and handed it to Koishii, who easily bit it into small pieces.

Inu-Yasha felt his eyes narrow. “If he ca' ea' i', so ca' I.” He bit down one more time and succeeded, giving Kagome a triumphant look as a rather tasty flavor filled his mouth. `Not half bad,' he thought.

“Is that what this is all about?!” Kagome asked and Inu-Yasha winced when he heard the anger in her voice, “being better than Koishii? He's a dog Inu-Yasha.”

And Miroku was just a monk, right? “So? He needs to learn his place.”

Inu-Yasha flattened his ears as he waiting for the inevitable sitting, then blinked as Kagome stormed away to the heat box. Was she boiling water? Was she actually not mad at him anymore, and was now making him ramen to apologize for how rude she was being? “Is that for me?” Inu-Yasha asked, hardly believing his eyes.

“Of course it's not for you Inu-Yasha,” she said with a smile, and Inu-Yasha felt his heart wilt, “ramen noodles are people food. By competing with my dog, you've decided that you're not a people anymore, you're a dog, and dogs don't eat people food now do they?” She poured some of the dog food into a bowel and placed it at Inu-Yasha's feet. “Dog's eat dog food, so there's your lunch. Eat up!”

Inu-Yasha didn't even swat her hand away when she scratched his ear, instead staring into the bowel of brown pebbles. It actually didn't smell half bad, but the fact that it was meant for a dog (or, more importantly, that dog) made it horrible. “I'm not a dog Kagome,” he muttered, but Kagome didn't seem to care.

“Then stop acting like one.” She sat with her back to Inu-Yasha and proceeded to eat the ramen.

His ears wilted when he smelt the delicious aroma. Maybe if he acted pitiful enough . . . “I'm really hungry,” he tried.

“Then make yourself something to eat.”

At least she wasn't expecting him to eat the pebbles, that was a start. “I'm not allowed to use the heat box, remember?”

She didn't respond, and Inu-Yasha sat in front of her, staring at her chopsticks. He really was hungry. To his utter humiliation, Inu-Yasha found himself following the food with his eyes though whatever pattern Kagome felt like making: lines, stars, spirals, etc. `Okay, this is getting ridiculous,' he though, `I'm eating it.' He leaned forward and attempted to snag the food just as Kagome moved it away from her mouth.

After the initial shock, Inu-Yasha's first though when their mouths collided was how soft Kagome's lips were. Within seconds her scent had engulfed him but Inu-Yasha found himself pulling away before he became too relaxed. He stumbled for words as he scratched the back of his neck, unsure of what to do. Then, to his utter annoyance, then stupid perverted dog jumped onto Kagome's lap and began to slobber all over her face! “Stupid dog doesn't know when to quit, does he?” Inu-Yasha said when he pulled the dog off by his collar.

“Inu-Yasha!” Kagome yelled, and Inu-Yasha blinked.

“What, it's true isn't it? Why else would he start slobbering all over you?”

“How is that any different than what you were doing?”

Inu-Yasha looked away quickly. Okay, now that was below the belt; to use an expression Kagome had used before.

Not that he cared what she said or felt, no, of course not.

“I'm sorry,” Kagome stuttered, “I didn't mean it like that . . .”

“Then how the hell did you mean it?!”

There was a moment of silence. “Like this,” Kagome finally said as she leaned over and pressed her lips against Inu-Yasha's.

`Her lips are really, really soft' Inu-Yasha thought as he stared up at her. Just as before, her scent clouded his mind and within seconds, he felt an air of peace settle around him. Kagome finally pulled away, all too soon.

“I'll go get my bag,” she announced before running off, leaving Inu-Yasha alone with the stupid perverted dog.

He watched her go and then peered down at the defeated dog. “I'm top dog,” he announced proudly, then looked away as Kagome arrived again.

“What did you do?” she asked suspiciously, looking between Inu-Yasha and the dejected Koishii.

“Do?” Inu-Yasha replied, “I didn't do anything.” He smirked as he grabbed her hand and led her out of the house.

 

 

Fin

 

A/N: only a day late, I can deal with that ^_~. I'll try to have the next and final chapter out by next Sunday (the 3rd of April); I'd like/will try to have it out earlier, but I can't promise anything.

Thank you Lillia Karasu, Lil Dev G, Azmidiske, Missyblue, Sweet_Sarya, Newbie GK, and mari333 on ff.net, and chaos_kyes_fallen_angel on mediaminer for your reviews; they really meant a lot to me and gave me a great deal of inspiration to get this chapter out so quickly. Again thank you. ^_~

 

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