InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Just This Once ❯ Bandaids are Important ( Chapter 10 )
Notes: Sorry about the long delay! *cringes as various items are thrown* Yes, yes, I know, I've been a bad author. But it's just so hard to finish this story! I hope this chapter keeps you guys satisfied for just a bit longer!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha but I do own Kari. She's mine so back off! *bares teeth*
R&R: Yum yum yum, I'm drinking a margarita. No, there's no alcohol…-_-;; It's purely an drink made from margarita flavouring and ice that's been…um…you know, the kind of ice people use to make icees? Yea, I just can't think of the word for it….>.< Ack…crushed ice? No, it's even more finely chopped…chopped ice? @_@ Ack! It's a fly! *starestare* I think it wants some of my drink….
On!
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Just This Once
By: elementalspirit125/ Elementsofmine
Chapter Nine
"Oh, look at them!"
"Aww…that' so cute!"
"Look, he's holding Inu's ears!"
"Oh my gosh, KAWAII!!"
"Quick, get the camera!"
And so, to the flashing of what seemed like a billion bright lights, Inuyasha woke up.
Still groggily trying to remember his dream, he absently realized his stomach was growling for food. Lowering his hand down to pat his gurgling organ, he felt instead, a hairy obstacle.
Looking down blearily, he noticed that it was someone's head.
With a jolt, his realized his position.
During the night of his restless sleep and disturbing dreams, he had somehow managed to roll over and land onto Miroku…
…who had all too willingly let him, thinking he was one of the girls.
Now their position together was hopelessly tangled, Miroku lying on Inuyasha's chest while his finger rested on Inuyasha's ears.
The situation was made worse by the fact that Sango and Kagome had awoken earlier and were now busily taking pictures.
Click…flash…click…flash…
And just another factor in his annoying wakeup call was the sneaking suspicion Inuyasha was having that the dark-haired leech wasn't even properly asleep…
*gropegrope*
With a shattering scream, slightly high for a man, Inuyasha sprang out of bed, immediately stomping on Miroku as you would to a cockroach.
"You nast- *stomp*-y old perv- *stomp*-ert, what the heck do you- *stomp*- think you're doing?!"
Miroku vainly tried to battle his way out of being turned into the morning's pancakes by rolling this way and that on the living room floor, also using his hands to try and hide his face from the girl's enthusiastic pictures.
"I thought you were Sango!" he wailed.
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Twenty-five more slaps, six more foot stomps, and countless threats made against his life later, Miroku sat at the table with the rest of the group, content on finally having his breakfast. His face was peppered with band-aids that he had managed to obtain. However, he still maintained a happy expression as he voraciously dug into his plate of scrambled eggs.
"Nothing like a good plate of eggs to keep you happy," he chirped happily.
Sango only sighed quietly, and made sure her legs were out of reach from the man's eager hands.
Kagome walked in, grinning widely. "Look," she cried, brandishing a large, fabric-bound album. "I found our old photo album. Now we can add in all the new pictures of Miroku and Inuyasha!"
Cooing, and awing, both girls immediately began gluing the numerous photos.
"Oooh, this one's cute!"
"Oh, here's a good one!"
"Look, it's a before and after picture: Miroku's face while groping, and Miroku's face after!"
As Miroku flashed him a toothy grin, Inuyasha growled and flexed his fingers. Miroku smiled weakly and mentally calculated how many more band-aids could possible fit on his face. The already pained kitchen was spared from an all-out food fight when the doorbell rang.
"Hmm, wonder who that could be." Wiping her hands on her apron, Kagome walked to the door.
A few moments later, she walked back looking rather puzzled.
"Inuyasha? It's for you."
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Miroku could swear he felt his face flatten little by little as seconds ticked by. "Um, Sango? Could you get off of me?"
Blushing bright crimson, Sango flew off of Miroku, settling for eavesdropping by putting her ear to the door somewhere else instead.
After the visitor was introduced, a rather pretty girl by the name of Kari, Inuyasha had asked if they could talk alone.
Of course, Kagome agreed whole-heartedly.
And so now, Miroku, Sango, and Kagome were slumped over each other in the closet down the hallway, trying to hear what they were saying.
Inuyasha's voice drifted through the thin paneling of the closet. Parts of his sentences were lost when Miroku shifted to try and get a better position. He paid dearly for that with a couple of slaps.
"-can't be here. You told me the rules yourself. You can't be here unless…"
"Unless it's a real emergency," the girl finished. "And this is. You know Kikyo's back, even though you said you saw her die. Believe me, I saw her die too. We practically caused her death!"
By now, Kagome had completely stopped breathing.
Inuyasha's voice scoffed. "I know Kikyo's back? Of course I do; but that's not her! Kikyo's back. Didn't you notice? I saw her yesterday, she wore a shirt that er…revealed part of her back…"
Kagome couldn't explain the feeling that washed over her in little waves when he said that.
"…and there was this whopping huge spider tattoo on it! She's not on our side anymore. She's totally into Naraku now!"
Miroku's mind was reeling. Murders? Spiders? Tattoos? Backsides? Completely bored and knowing it, he faked a yawn, stretching his arms out. While he returned one arm to his side, he kept the other behind Sango. Carefully directing his arm so that it was positioned exactly a few inches behind Sango's neck, he let it slide downwards…
"So? If she's into Naraku, that just makes it all easier. You can just say that she was just part of a rival gang and you couldn't avoid killing her! Inuyasha, do you actually still care for her?"
Kagome felt her mouth run dry.
"Well…maybe…"
Feeling her eyes water slightly, Kagome quickly wiped them on her sleeve and looked around quickly. She needn't have worried; the closet was too dark inside for anyone to see her crying.
Wait; was that Miroku's hand just above Sango?
"I don't care! Nothing was meant to happen like this! I'll have your hide as my new rug if you don't stop thinking of her! She was the one who betrayed you, stop caring for her! The more you think of her, the less of a chance you'll have of getting rid of Naraku!"
Inuyasha was about the reply when a deep rumble and a piercing scream shook the closet. Looking back at Kari who only stared back at him, he walked up the closet and turned the handle…
…releasing its three occupants sprawled across the floor.
Tapping his foot, purely irritated, he stared at the three pairs of averted eyes and guilty faces, he shook his head.
Sango looked about ready to cry. "If Miroku touches me one…more….time, I swear, I'm going to give his guardian angel a run for his money!"
At this comment, Inuyasha and Kari swapped glances.
Miroku only shrugged sheepishly. His partially mummified face only broke out into a boyish smile at the glares. "When you see a teenage butt on a woman like that, well, I've just got to go attend to it."
"Ahem…"
Five pairs of eyes traveled to the old landlady who was once again, casting her shadow on the floor of the hallway.
"I seem to be missing four boxes of band-aids, six tubes of healing crème, and six tenants. Do you happen to know where they are?"
Much to his friends' dismay, Miroku barged right along without a second thought at the landlady's dangerous tone.
"Let's see… the four boxes are on my face, the healing crème will be used as soon as I get the chance, but I have no idea where the six tenants are. Do you?"
Gritting her teeth, the lady growled out, "Would you believe it, six people left today, complaining of the noise that's been coming from this very floor…"
Miroku cocked his head. "Oh really?"
"This very hallway…"
Miroku thought a bit. "Hmm…"
"This very room…"
"Happily jumping up, he pushed the lady out the door. "No idea, don't know don't care! See you later and buy more band-aids!"
With a final shove, he pushed the screaming lady down the stairs. Watching her flight down, he winced.
"Ooo…I hope she remembers to buy more band-aids soon…"
Turning back to his friends, he saw them staring back at him.
"What?"
Sango only sighed, as Kagome bravely tried to hold back laughter.
"Um…Miroku?"
"Yeah?"
"We live on the fifth floor."
"…oh…oops."
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