InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Breeder's Choice ❯ Duct Tape ( Chapter 4 )

Breeder's Choice

Chapter Four: Duct Tape

Kagome hoisted the boy onto Sango's couch. They were making quite a bit of noise, and she wondered who they might be waking up.

“Sango?” she called quietly, “Aren't you worried about your parents?”

She saw the young woman pause in the kitchen where she was pulling out medical supplies.

“They're not here,” she said, “But we might wake my brother up.”

Kagome glanced at the boy on the couch and knelt down beside him. The color was returning to his face, and he let out a small groan.

“He's looking better?” Sango asked, making her jump.

She took the wet rag from her new friend and placed it on the boy's forehead, nodding. “I don't think he has a fever.”

“That's good. Probably an idiot who got caught in the rain…” Sango turned to her suspiciously. “What exactly were you doing there?”

“Oh…” Kagome didn't feel much like telling Sango of her strange dream. She didn't even remember it. At least… not well… “I must've been sleepwalking.”

“Yeah, right…” She yawned. “We might as well get some sleep now. Let's hope he doesn't try and make a run for it.”

She couldn't help but take that last line a little darkly.

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Kagome felt something moving beside her head. She groaned and stretched out her arms, hitting something soft. Letting out another groan, she blinked her eyes and gasped.

Two golden eyes glared at her.

She gasped and jutted back, and a hand clamped over her mouth.

“Quiet.”

She blinked.

“You!” came her muffled cry.

It was the silver-haired hanyou, the one that had haunted her dreams. But that meant…

There was a shout, and something hit the hanyou over the head. He made a face and fell back, his grip lost over her mouth.

Sango gave a triumphant smile and lifted up the long rod she'd used to smack the hanyou over the head.

“And Kohaku says not leave weapons lying around the house. You okay, Kagome?”

Kagome ignored her, bending down beside the half-demon. She was suddenly confused. The boy they'd helped last night was much different from the dog-eared one in front of her.

“Ow…” the hanyou groaned.

Sango raised the rod again threateningly.

“Wait!” Kagome stopped her. “It's okay.”

She raised an eyebrow curiously and dropped her weapon. “Do you know him?”

“No… Not necessarily. But he's…”

“Oh! He's a half-demon.”

The hanyou did not like this realization. He lifted himself up, arms raised in an attack, and Sango swung, much like a baseball bat. It landed squarely across the boy's face, and he fell back stiffly.

“Well,” she smiled, “This is gonna be an interesting day.”

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Miroku frowned at the phone.

“Kagome,” he said, “You're making no sense.”

“I know, I'm…” She paused over the phone and said something he couldn't here. “Just hurry.”

She hung up before he could say more.

He sighed. What had Sango done this time?

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“I have to say,” Sango smiled proudly at her work, “Duct tape fixes everything.”

“What's going on?” came a sleepy voice.

The two girls turned. A young boy was in the room with them, looking as if he'd just woken up.

“Don't worry about it, Kohaku,” Sango said. “Go get ready for school.”

“But… you've tied someone up with duct tape.”

“It's the only way to tie someone up.”

Kagome couldn't help but smile and stifle a laugh. The half-demon was strung up with the silver duct tape, his arms and legs tied down. Sango had placed an extra piece over his mouth once he'd started cursing profanities everywhere. He was staring cross-eyed down at it, an odd look on his face.

“We should probably ask his name,” Kagome murmured.

“Yeah, in a minute. You're not planning to go to school today, are you?”

“How come you get to skip?” Kohaku whined.

“Because I'm the commanding force. Go make breakfast.”

He made a face and walked off.

“I can't not go to school,” Kagome said.

“Sure you can,” Sango patted her head, “It's not like we can leave him here all day.”

“I guess…” It was true. And she didn't wish to leave him alone with Sango.

“You called Miroku, right?”

“Why did we call him?”

“Because he needs to drive Kohaku.”

Kagome rolled her eyes.

“Now!” Sango jumped up, ripping the tape off the half-demon's mouth. “What's your name?”

He glared at them, defiant.

“He's not saying anything,” Kagome noted.

“Don't worry,” Sango grinned, “We have ways to make him talk.”

His head started back and hit the wall. She had actually induced a small amount of fear into the hanyou. He struggled beneath the duct tape and began to bit into the restraint.

Kagome shook her head and cupped his cheeks in her hands, lifting his face up. His expression turned curious as she smiled at him.

“You won't tell us your name?” she asks politely, and he couldn't help but let the words slip out.

“I… Inuyasha…”

Sango marveled at Kagome's power over men.

“Alright then!” Her smile brightened and she turned to Sango. “Can we let him down now?”

“Hey, Sango!” Kohaku's voice called, “Miroku's here!”

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Miroku had no idea what was going on.

“And why,” he thinks aloud, “is there a man tied to the wall with duct tape?”

Sango and Kagome shrugged.

“It's a long story.”

Authoress Notes:

Kagome really isn't good for anything except seducing guys, and they hardly use her ultimate power over men-kind. She just gets captured. A lot.

There is nothing you can't do with duct tape. Except heal wounds. My friend put duct tape over a cut and when he ripped it off the wound reopened.

There is a book that is called like uses for duct tape or something. I don't really remember. But it was cool. And as the guy from Web Junk 20 said, there are three uses for duct tape: fixing pipes, insulation, and dirty sex.

They just wasted a lot of duct tape. Sango and Miroku could've used it.

((::giggle::))

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