InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Vanilla Tears ❯ Before the storm ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I'm just a lonely little girl in MN borrowing characters to keep the cold of the winter away. That means they're not mine…*sniff*

"Oh, this feels so good!" Sango looked up to see Kagome slip into the hot spring.

"Yes, it does," Sango agreed. "I'm so glad you were able to convince Inuyasha to let us stop here for the night." Kagome rolled her eyes.

"More like bought him off," she reminded. "He's got my entire stock of ramen now, I'm going to have to go home soon to get more." Damn dog was so difficult; she's blown all of her bargaining chips on one night. Sango just laughed and slipped further into the spring, the hot water reaching her chin. For all that Kagome complained about the dog demon, Sango knew the two loved each other. Now only if they would realize what the rest of the group knew. "Anyway, I'm just going to forget about that baka and enjoy my bath!" A large smile crossed her face as she slid deeper into the water like Sango.

The past week had been hard. After almost a month of no battles, it seemed all the youkai in the area had honed in on Kagome and the jewel shards and attacked. Three times they had been drawn from sleep by crashing and Inuyasha's cursing, and they were averaging about two fights a day. Even back home with the demon exterminators, Sango had never done such extensive fighting. Even Kirara was tiring. The entire group, minus Inuyasha of course, had gratefully welcomed the first day with no signs of youkai or jewel shards.

Sango ran her fingers through her long hair. It was tangled and greasy from days of neglect. It was going to take a rather long soak and a vigorous scrubbing with sand to return it to normal, or… "Kagome, do you by chance have that scented hair water from your time with you?"

"Scented hair water?" Kagome repeated, confused for a moment. "Oh, do you mean shampoo? As a matter of fact, I do!" The miko reached out of the pool for her large yellow backpack and dug through it. A few moments later, she produced two bottles, one a clear-ish yellow, the other a thick creamy white.

"This other bottle is conditioner," Kagome explained, holding up the latter. "It will help with tangles and make your hair nice and shiny." She reached her hands out to hand Sango the bottles, then took them back, thinking of something else. "Sango, can I wash you hair for you?"

"Um, all right, Kagome," Sango replied, seeing the look of determination in the younger girls eyes. She wasn't sure what Kagome was planning, but planning she was. Kagome came up behind Sango and pulled the demon slayer's long hair back, gently pulling on Sango's head and dipping her hair in the water. Then she opened her palm and dispensed a healthy amount of shampoo out. She rubbed her hands together and ran her fingers through Sango's hair. Kagome was slightly envious of her friend's long locks.

"Mmm, that smells good Kagome," Sango said, closing her eyes as her hair was washed. "What is it?" Kagome giggled.

"It's vanilla, I thought you'd like it." She dipped Sango's head back down to rinse out the shampoo, then started with the conditioner. Sango was completely immersed in the feelings of her hair getting clean and the wonderful scent when Kagome suddenly sprang her attack.

"Sango, you like Miroku, don't you?" Sango inhaled a breath of spring water and sputtered in surprise, a blush rising on her cheeks. Kagome laughed in glee. "Ha ha! I knew it!" The miko did a happy dance in the spring while Sango tried to get her breath back.

"Kagome, what are you talking about?" the demon slayer asked weakly, knowing it was a terrible defense. She did really like the perverted monk, for reasons unknown to even herself. Kagome had noticed; Sango's cheeks flared even brighter as she wondered whom else could notice. "Miroku is a lecher."

"Yes, but he isn't as bad as he used to be, it's only you that he's been going after mostly," Kagome pointed out, pleased with herself. Inuyasha would kill him if he touched you, Kagome, Sango thought, but chose not to say. "And you get so jealous when he does touch some other girl, which just proves that you like him." The miko stood up, her finger in the air, ready to sort out all of Sango's `monk problems' when they both heard the bushes nearby rustle.

"Aaiiee!" Kagome screamed, dropping into the minimal cover of the water. "Osuwari!" There was a loud crash and a flash of light from the direction of camp, followed by the voice of an irritated hanyou. "Damn it, wench! What the hell was that for?" Kagome flushed pink. "Oops."

Sango was slightly more practical. "HENTAI!" She threw a rock into the bush and was rewarded with a satisfying thunk. The figure in the bushes slumped down, and a familiar hand wrapped with prayer beads slid into view. Not waiting around for the monk to revive, the girls wrapped themselves with towels and ran back to the camp.

Miroku came around to find a pissed hanyou prodding him with a foot.

"Finally you wake up, lech," Inuyasha growled. "I fucking got sat for that and I didn't even do anything, uppity wench. What do you have to say for yourself, Miroku?" The monk looked up at him with a dazed grin.

"It was worth it…"

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A/N Hey, this is my first fan fic, I'm sorry for any sloppiness, I do much better with my own stories, honest! I just couldn't resist this story idea. As contrary to the summery as this chappy seems, I'm just getting started, laying the groundwork. Bear with me! Anyway, R&R please, you want me to get better, right ^_^ *tempts readers with pocky *