Kagome yawned and rolled over in the bed she was occupying, careful
not to wake Shippou who lay curled up beside her on the pillow. Here, in
the Sengoku Jidai she was lying in an actual bed. A decent futon anyway,
though it felt like a cloud. Still, she couldn't sleep. She was so tired
she hurt, or maybe that was just because she did hurt after all the
walking, not to mention fighting, they'd been doing? It didn't matter
because either way she couldn't sleep.
They were staying, once again, in the house of a village head thanks
to Miroku's questionable honor as a houshi. The adventurers had been put
up in the children's rooms while the children themselves had been sent
off to spend the night with friends or relatives.
"What's wrong? How come you're not sleeping?" Inuyasha
asked sleepily from across the room as he sat up on one elbow.
Kagome didn't know weather to laugh or simply stare. It was like
something out of a bad romance novel, the watery silver moonlight bled
through the paper of the shoji walls to highlight Inuyasha's long white
tresses, softening his handsome features and making his eyes glitter
metallically. In the end, she found herself staring. When Kagome said
nothing, Inuyasha snorted quietly and threw himself onto his side.
"I-I'm sorry for waking you up," she said to his back.
"Don't worry about it, bitch," he replied almost
affectionately. "I never sleep well inside, you know that."
"I know," Kagome whispered. A while later she felt strangely
comforted to hear the half-yokai's soft breathing turn to snores. She
almost laughed again when she saw one foot twitch its way out from
beneath the covers. He must be dreaming of fighting she thought even a
she realized she had yet to take her eyes off Inuyasha. Blushing, Kagome
forced her gaze to rest on Sango and Kirara instead, then on Miroku,
exiled to the farthest corner of the small room so as not to harass the
girls in his nocturnal wanderings that occasionally led to unfortutous
Finally, Kagome's eyes returned to Inuyasha's lithe form sprawled half
on, half off his futon his ears perked to a sound only he could hear.
Sheeh, he's such an active sleeper its a miracle he doesn't fall out of
his tree at night! she wondered wryly as the familiar urge to tweak those oh-so-cute ears made her hands itch. Suddenly the desire to touch
them was too strong and Kagome was compelled out of bed. Silently she
crawled across the floor on her hands an knees, her nightgown trailing
along the polished wood of the floor. Keeling beside Inuyasha she bent
over and. . .
Inuyasha squeezed her throat, his nose not an inch from hers as he
blinked to full lucidity. "Shit!" he swore, recognizing the
fear stricken face in front of him and releasing her. "I could have
killed you! What the hell did you think you were doing?"
"Nothing!" she retorted defensively.
"Liar! You were going to tug at my ears again weren't you?"
"No. Yes. I mean, they're irresistible. Just look at them, so soft
and fuzzy. . ."
"Keep it down over there! Some people are trying to get a decent
night's rest for a change!" Sango demanded, uncharacteristically grouchy.
Inuyasha resumed in a only somewhat less obtrusive whisper, "Look,
if I let you play with them for a minute, will you go right back to
sleep? I don't want to deal with you wanting to go home tomorrow just
because you were up all night."
Kagome nodded profusely.
"Go ahead then," he grumbled, sitting cross-legged. "But remember
they're attached and they're sensitive!"
Faced with Inuyasha's actual permission, Kagome was unexpectedly nervous
but she willed her fingers onward and upward until they encountered
their velvety prize. Her thumbs stroked the satin insides while the rest
of her fingers explored the outsides and edges. Inuyasha sighed, half suppressed
intolerance, half pleasure at the gentle massage and her
sent, so close as her unknowing bosom quivered just below his chin in
her efforts to reach the top of his head.
Kagome paused when she came upon a pair of small, barely noticeable scars, one on each ear. "What are these?" she asked, rubbing
them between her thumb and forefinger.
"My ears were floppy when I was a pup. My mother had them clipped
shortly after I was born. When I was big enough to ask why, she said
that it wasn't becoming of such a powerful and noble," here he
scoffed "yokai prince to have ears like a common mongrel."
Why was he telling her this? Not even Sesshoumaru knew that his ears had
"How horrible of her to. . ." Kagome caught herself before she
could finish insulting Inuyasha's beloved mother. "Well, that is, I
would never have thought any less of you!" she whispered brightly.
"It's okay, you don't have to apologize. Now, go back to
"Alright. Good night, Inuyasha."
"Good night, Kagome."