Belated Inukag week submission. I havenât written anything in forever but I was reading some of the entryâs and seeing the prompt was inspired. @inukag-week
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Thud
The dull sound of the impact from Sangoâs leg connecting with her forearms that were locked in a defensive block position may have been quiet, but the force behind it wasnât. The strength behind the kick forced Kagomeâs right foot to fall back slightly in order to brace herself and keep her balance. This may only be a sparring match, but it certainly didnât mean the demon slayer was going easy on her. Kagome brought her foot forward to regain her stance, remembering to keep more of her weight on the balls of her feet to allow for quick movements. The priestess barely had a chance to recover before Sango came at her again, this time aiming calculated punches towards her midsection.
Kagome had seen her friendâs eyes shift lower to her intended target and was able to side step away from the attack. Now slightly beside her, the black haired woman was able to counter attack with jab of her own. Sango grunted at the blow to her ribs and darted back, opening space between them. Her confidence rising at getting a hit in on the highly trained slayer, Kagome took a risk and dashed forward. She planted one foot on the ground to anchor herself in preparation to aim a high kick when suddenly the air rushed out of her lungs and she found herself staring up at the clouds lazily floating across the light blue sky.
Kagome coughed before sucking in a breath after having the wind knocked out of her. It took her a moment to process what had happened since it was so fast. Sango had taken the opportunity to sweep out her legs from underneath her when she had shifted her balance. The brunetteâs reflexes were cat like and lightening quick, a deadly combination. Soon enough, an outstretched hand obscured her vision of the sky. Kagome lifted her arm and took a hold of Sangoâs hand, allowing her friend to help her to her feet. Her friend wore an apologetic look on her face as she watched the priestess dust herself off.
âThat was much better, Kagome! You were able to anticipate my next attacks better by watching my body language,â the demon slayer praised genuinely, a smile lighting up her face. Her cheeks were flushed a beautiful shade of rosy pink and her chocolate colored bangs were sticking to her forehead from sweat. It was midsummer and the heat had been rough for everyone this season. That was why Sango had suggested that they train earlier in the morning before the heat became unbearable.
âYouâre just saying that,â Kagome laughed breathlessly and walked over to where her small jug of water was. She took a few long sips of the wonderfully delicious cold water before speaking again. âI hardly lasted more than a minute before landing flat on my back.â
Sango merely chuckled and brushed off her friends words. âThe time is irrelevant. I told you that today the focus was recognizing your opponents body language and cues they give off that can help you figure out what their next move is and you did that.â The look she gave her was one that told her to give herself some credit.
Deciding to take the compliment, Kagome aimed a small smile at the young mother and sat on one of the old moss covered logs nearby. She really appreciated Sango taking the time to help her train when she already had three children to care for. Although, she likely appreciated the time away from the young ones and leaving them in Mirokuâs care so she could have a break. While adorable, they were a handful especially the twins who were always looking for trouble.
Her thoughts flitted from Sangoâs kids to her own daughter. Kagome wondered how she was behaving for Inuyasha, but frankly she behaved better for him than she did for her. That little girl had herself wrapped around Inuyashaâs finger, but the toddler was just as enamored by her father in return. Inuyasha and Hikari were more alike than she could have ever anticipated from inheriting his deep, golden eye color to copying his mannerisms. She may have the same black hair as her mother, but the rest was Inuyasha. Hikari was only two, but it was already showing more and more as her personality developed the older she got. The baby would let out the most adorable squeals of excitement whenever she watched Inuyasha train with Tensaiga, as if adding in her own battle cries.
Hikari was truly a blessing and she couldnât be more thankful, however she was the reason behind these sparring matches. After giving birth nearly two years ago, Kagome didnât feel the same in her body. She didnât have the same stamina or speed she used to before she had the baby. Not to mention, spending her days raising Hikari and there being less demon attacks since Narakuâs defeat led the priestess to have taken a backseat in fighting. It wasnât until a few weeks ago when Inuyasha was going on a job to slay some demons wrecking havoc on a village a few towns south of them did she realize it. Miroku wasnât able to come with because the twins had come down with a cold and he didnât want to leave Sango alone to care for them by herself. Kagome had offered to go with him instead and her husband had hesitated and looked less than thrilled with the idea.
âYou ready to go again?â Sango called from the center of their makeshift training ground, one of her arms behind her head as she stretched her muscles. âYou might want to put your hair up itâs getting hotter out here.â
âYeah, good idea,â Kagome agreed and dug through her small pouch of belongings to find a ribbon to hold her hair up in a high pony tail similar to Sangoâs. That wasnât the only thing making them look more alike today. Her long robed Miko garments made doing this kind of training difficult and impeded her movement. Kagome had gotten frustrated by the amount of times she almost tripped on the hem of her pants or smacked herself in the face with her sleeves. Sango wasnât just teaching her how to fight, she also was doing strength training and other demon slayer training exercises to help Kagome get stronger.
That was why today she had abandoned her normal robes and sported one of Sangoâs old demon slayer outfits. The black tight fitting material wasnât anything she was used to wearing, and she was surprised to find it light and breathable and not constricting like she assumed it would be. With this on, it made going through the exercises much easier. Also, the shielding on parts of her body like her elbows, shoulders and knees made any impact with the ground less painful. Sango told her that it would make learning the steps easier and that way when she had a better handle on it they could transition back to her normal red and white priestess robes she wore everyday since realistically, that is what she would be wearing during a fight. Once her hair was up, Kagome joined her friend to continue on with the rest of their lesson.
After another half hour of grueling sparring, the two women were sweaty and breathless with proud smiles on their faces. Kagome was elated to have managed to get in a few hits on Sango, a few even managing to surprise the expert fighter.
It had been an hour and just like every other time before this, the black haired woman spotted Inuyasha down the road heading her way, their daughter balanced in his one arm while the other rested loosely on the handle of his sword. He always arrived right on the dot to walk her back home without fail. She had told him countless times that he didnât have to go out of his way to do so, but he insisted.
âThanks again for today, Sango. Iâll wash this tonight and give it back to you tomorrow,â Kagome promised as she picked up her small bag she carried with her. Unlike the modern era, she didnât need to carry around a lot here in the feudal era. There were no cell phones, school IDs, wallets or anything of the sort. Now, her small pouch just held some extra coins in case she needed some money, a few common herbs, and any memorabilia she liked to travel with.
Sango sent a smile her way. âDonât bother giving it back to me. You can use it for next time. Thatâs an old one anyways I couldnât tell you the last time I wore it,â she waved her hand in dismissal.
âOi, Kagome! You just about finished?â The hanyouâs loud voice interrupted them as he and Hikari approached. âIf you guys need more time I-â Inuyasha suddenly stopped speaking, causing Kagome to turn towards him as she picked up her water to see what made him stop talking. A dark brow rose as she looked at him questioningly. The look on his face was not one she recognized, and sheâd memorized pretty much all of them by now.
âWe finished,â Kagome said when he didnât start speaking again and simply stared at her, lips pressed into a thin line. âWere you going to say something?â She prodded.
Inuyasha continued staring her down, his thick, dark brows narrowing at her and he almost lookedâŠannoyed? She hadnât the faintest idea why he would be. He had been in a fine mood when she left. Hikari on the other hand was clinging to her fatherâs haori contently and trying to shove his subjugation beads into her mouth. She was going to ask him what was wrong when he beat her to speaking.
âWhat the hell are you wearing?â He asked flatly. Definitely annoyance.
âOne of Sangoâs old demon slayer outfits. She let me borrow it so it was easier to train since my robes were making it harder,â Kagome explained, watching him stare her down like a hawk. Crossing her arms over her chest she met his stare back evenly.
His eye flickered towards her chest where she had crossed her arms, his nostrils flaring slightly. âYour normal robes are just fine,â he grunted, shifting Hikari to his other arm more comfortably.
âSure, my robes are fine but these are easier to spar in,â Kagome reiterated, not liking his tone.
âIâm going to go check on the kids now. Bye you two,â Sango quickly cut in with her departing words as she sensed the tension grow by tenfold from the couple. Now that they were married, Inuyasha and Kagome didnât bicker nearly as much as they did when they were traveling on their journey to defeat Naraku, but they still had their moments and it was best for any bystanders to leave them to it to avoid being hit in the crossfire.
The moment Sango had slipped away and was out of earshot, Inuyasha looked at Kagome seriously and said, âI donât like you wearing that,â in a flat voice.
Her temper may be more subdued than it was as a teenager, but Inuyasha still had the wonderful ability to be able to push all the right buttons to make her mad. What did he mean he didnât like her wearing that? Did he think she didnât look cute enough in this compared to her more reserved priestess garments? Well, Kagome was no modern miko and she would wear whatever the hell she wanted to! âYou donât get to tell me what I can or canât wear,â she growled. The only thing saving him from her sending his face flying into the ground with a command was their daughter in his arms.
âI never said that,â Inuyasha grunted in retort, unable to help himself but to argue back.
âYou just did.â
His jaw clenched. âI said I donât want you wearing that specifically. I never said anything about any other clothing.â
âYouâre unbelievable,â Kagome snapped back and marched up to him, promptly collecting Hikari from him. She took a deep breath to calm herself as she reminded herself to keep her cool since Hikari was there and didnât need to be upset by them arguing.
âKagome,â the white haired half demon started, but his wife would have none of it. She promptly spun on her heel and stormed off in the direction of their home. His golden eyes followed her retreating form for only a few seconds before running after her. âKagome, you know thatâs not what I meant,â he growled, trying to get her attention as she obviously tried to ignore him. âYou can wear whatever you want. If you donât want to wear the priestess robes you donât have to. No one is forcing you to,â he tried.
His wife simply remained silent as she weaved through the dirt road through the village, passing by a small group of men who seemed were trying to negotiate a trade of some sort. âOh, so I have your permission? Wow, thanks,â she drawled sarcastically, her eyes focused on the road ahead. Hikari oblivious to her parents argument simply babbled happily, her little black dog ears swiveling at all the different sounds from the town.
Inuyasha let out a strangled groan. âKagome, just listen to me.â
âI think Iâve heard enough,â the young mother quipped without glancing back at him, picking up her pace slightly to put distance between them.
âIf you would just let me explain-â
âExplain what? That you donât find me attractive in these clothes? That they look too masculine? Well, too bad! Iâm wearing them when I train and thatâs that,â Kagome snapped, whipping her head over her shoulder to cast him a stormy glare. Inuyasha shrank away from her daggered glare slightly, but recovered quickly. He opened his mouth to defend himself but she didnât want to hear any of it. âIâll wear whatever I like, regardless if you think it makes me less desirable to you,â she faced forward once again, her fingers rubbing up and down Hikariâs back to help keep the baby calm despite their argument. âYou may be my husband, but that doesnât give you the right to-â she stopped speaking abruptly as she felt fabric over shoulders.
Craning her neck around, Kagome stopped walking as she realized he had draped his fire rat over her shoulders to cover her shoulders and back, leaving him standing in his cream colored kosode. Furrowing her brows in confusion, she opened her mouth to berate him for this, but the look on his face brought her to pause.
âYou never let me finish,â Inuyasha grumbled, and it was then that she noticed a light pink dusting his cheeks. âI meant I donât like you wearing it cuz I donât want other men to see you in it,â he explained himself finally, avoiding her gaze.
Kagome blinked, her anger dissolving into confusion. âWhy donât you want other people to see me in this?â
The hanyou groaned, rubbing his hand down his face. âBecause I donât like it when other men stare at you,â he managed to get out. Words never came easily to him, or eloquently.
âWhat are you talking about? No one is staring at me.â
âNot anymore,â he jutted his chin towards his robe that covered her. âThat whole group of men we just passed couldnât keep their filthy eyes off of you.â His fingers flexed at his side, as if the mere memory made his body itch for a fight.
The dark haired woman stared at him, trying to follow his jumbled thought process. It was then that she realized his gaze kept dropping to the curves of her hips and chest that were more pronounced in the tight fitting clothes. Her mouth shaped a small âohâ as the puzzle pieces clicked together. âYouâre jealous,â she stated, realizing that it wasnât that he didnât like how she looked in the clothes, but rather that it was more revealing than her normal outfit and he didnât appreciate other men greedily eyeing his wife.
âI ainât jealous!â The hanyou retorted, his blush deepening as he struggled to find the words. At least she didnât seem ready to âsitâ him anymore. âI just donât want other men looking at you like that. It pisses me off,â he huffed, moving to shove his hands into his sleeves but remembering he wasnât wearing his fire rat and settled for crossing his arms haughtily instead.
âSo itâs not that you donât like how I look in this?â Kagome affirmed, shifting her weight to her other leg as her daughter wiggled slightly in her arms.
âI like it too much, thatâs the problem!â Inuyasha realized what he said out loud and blushed further in embarrassment, turning his nose away from her to stubbornly glare at the trees to his right where the forest began.
Kagome felt her own cheeks heat up from his statement. He didnât like that others could see her figure in this uniform and were likely staring at her hips and thighs that were now on display. âOhâŠâ was all she managed to say, trying to process everything. Shoving aside the feelings of her heart racing, the miko began to walk again, knowing he would follow. They continued in silence down the path to their home that was just outside the village. By it being more secluded it allowed for a bit more privacy. The only sound for the next few minutes was the soft taps of their footsteps on the ground and the occasional baby noise from their daughter.
Once they were out of the village completely, Kagome spoke up. âSo youâre okay if I wear this just around you then?â She asked. He cast a wary glance at her, wondering if this was a trick question.
âWell yeah,â he answered as if it were obvious. âIt looks good on you, thatâs the problem. Itâs hard for me to keep my hands off of you when youâre wearing that.â
He said it so matter of factually she almost choked. She felt her face heat up and wondered if the color matched his robes she wore. Her teeth caught on her lower lip, glancing over at him. Despite being married and having a child together he still managed to fluster her.
Kagome cleared her throat. âWell, Sango said I donât have to return this to her anytime soon,â she told him, feigning casualty and ignoring her racing heart.
Inuyasha followed her thought process with this, and his expression morphed into a cocky grin. âOh?â
âI donât see why I canât wear it for you at home every once in a while,â the black haired woman feigned innocence, blinking her doe brown eyes at him.
âKeh, it wonât last long on you when youâre with me,â the half demon grinned slyly and snaked his arm around her waist underneath his robe. His hand rested on her hip as he pulled her closer to his side as they continued walking home, their small hut just around the bend.
The priestess matched his grin. If it wasnât for Hikari she would have said screw it and have him race her home the rest of the way to get started. However, the duty of being parents would force them to wait until later tonight whenever their daughter went to bed. âIâll hold you to that,â she purred, pressing closer against him. As much as she didnât want to ruin the moment that they had mended, Kagome still had to address something. âIt really is easier for me to learn what Sangoâs teaching me with this on. Once I get the moves down sheâs teaching me Iâll switch back to my priestess robes. That was the plan all along,â she explained once again to him.
Inuyasha slid his eyes over to her, seeming to think over his next words. At least he got better at that over the years instead of blurting out the first thing that came to his mind. âFine, but I wanna be around when youâre training with Sango then,â he said in compromise. âThat way I can pummel anyone who tries to creep on you.â
Kagome let out a light laugh as they entered their home. âI suppose thatâs fair.â Hikari had been lulled to sleep by the swaying of her walk so she laid the toddler down in her bedding. Straightening, she waltzed over to her husband, letting her hips sway more than normal with the movement and watched as his eyes trained on her. âYou know, I could wear this when we spar too,â she smiled. Sango wasnât the only one who had been helping her get back into fighting shape. Inuyasha had also been working with her at her request and they both enjoyed sparring with one another when Hikari was napping.
Inuyashaâs eyes twinkled in mischief. âI guess it will be a training session for me too.â
âTraining in what?â
Inuyasha fully grinned, his fangs on full display. âRestraint,â he said and leaned down to kiss her firmly on the lips. She immediately melded into him, her hands moving to grip his robes.
They kissed like that for a while, Inuyasha switching from kissing her lips to moving down towards her neck. Before things could get more heated, soft cries could be heard from the bedding as Hikari woke up from her all too short nap. Inuyasha pulled away from her slightly with a sigh, giving her neck one last playful nip before releasing his wife and allowing her to tend to their little girl. As Kagome scooped up Hikari to soothe her she caught Inuyasha watching her with a smile and all she could think was that she couldnât wait for their next sparing match.
Belated Inukag week submission. I havenât written anything in forever but I was reading some of the entryâs and seeing the prompt was inspired. @inukag-week
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Thud
The dull sound of the impact from Sangoâs leg connecting with her forearms that were locked in a defensive block position may have been quiet, but the force behind it wasnât. The strength behind the kick forced Kagomeâs right foot to fall back slightly in order to brace herself and keep her balance. This may only be a sparring match, but it certainly didnât mean the demon slayer was going easy on her. Kagome brought her foot forward to regain her stance, remembering to keep more of her weight on the balls of her feet to allow for quick movements. The priestess barely had a chance to recover before Sango came at her again, this time aiming calculated punches towards her midsection.
Kagome had seen her friendâs eyes shift lower to her intended target and was able to side step away from the attack. Now slightly beside her, the black haired woman was able to counter attack with jab of her own. Sango grunted at the blow to her ribs and darted back, opening space between them. Her confidence rising at getting a hit in on the highly trained slayer, Kagome took a risk and dashed forward. She planted one foot on the ground to anchor herself in preparation to aim a high kick when suddenly the air rushed out of her lungs and she found herself staring up at the clouds lazily floating across the light blue sky.
Kagome coughed before sucking in a breath after having the wind knocked out of her. It took her a moment to process what had happened since it was so fast. Sango had taken the opportunity to sweep out her legs from underneath her when she had shifted her balance. The brunetteâs reflexes were cat like and lightening quick, a deadly combination. Soon enough, an outstretched hand obscured her vision of the sky. Kagome lifted her arm and took a hold of Sangoâs hand, allowing her friend to help her to her feet. Her friend wore an apologetic look on her face as she watched the priestess dust herself off.
âThat was much better, Kagome! You were able to anticipate my next attacks better by watching my body language,â the demon slayer praised genuinely, a smile lighting up her face. Her cheeks were flushed a beautiful shade of rosy pink and her chocolate colored bangs were sticking to her forehead from sweat. It was midsummer and the heat had been rough for everyone this season. That was why Sango had suggested that they train earlier in the morning before the heat became unbearable.
âYouâre just saying that,â Kagome laughed breathlessly and walked over to where her small jug of water was. She took a few long sips of the wonderfully delicious cold water before speaking again. âI hardly lasted more than a minute before landing flat on my back.â
Sango merely chuckled and brushed off her friends words. âThe time is irrelevant. I told you that today the focus was recognizing your opponents body language and cues they give off that can help you figure out what their next move is and you did that.â The look she gave her was one that told her to give herself some credit.
Deciding to take the compliment, Kagome aimed a small smile at the young mother and sat on one of the old moss covered logs nearby. She really appreciated Sango taking the time to help her train when she already had three children to care for. Although, she likely appreciated the time away from the young ones and leaving them in Mirokuâs care so she could have a break. While adorable, they were a handful especially the twins who were always looking for trouble.
Her thoughts flitted from Sangoâs kids to her own daughter. Kagome wondered how she was behaving for Inuyasha, but frankly she behaved better for him than she did for her. That little girl had herself wrapped around Inuyashaâs finger, but the toddler was just as enamored by her father in return. Inuyasha and Hikari were more alike than she could have ever anticipated from inheriting his deep, golden eye color to copying his mannerisms. She may have the same black hair as her mother, but the rest was Inuyasha. Hikari was only two, but it was already showing more and more as her personality developed the older she got. The baby would let out the most adorable squeals of excitement whenever she watched Inuyasha train with Tensaiga, as if adding in her own battle cries.
Hikari was truly a blessing and she couldnât be more thankful, however she was the reason behind these sparring matches. After giving birth nearly two years ago, Kagome didnât feel the same in her body. She didnât have the same stamina or speed she used to before she had the baby. Not to mention, spending her days raising Hikari and there being less demon attacks since Narakuâs defeat led the priestess to have taken a backseat in fighting. It wasnât until a few weeks ago when Inuyasha was going on a job to slay some demons wrecking havoc on a village a few towns south of them did she realize it. Miroku wasnât able to come with because the twins had come down with a cold and he didnât want to leave Sango alone to care for them by herself. Kagome had offered to go with him instead and her husband had hesitated and looked less than thrilled with the idea.
âYou ready to go again?â Sango called from the center of their makeshift training ground, one of her arms behind her head as she stretched her muscles. âYou might want to put your hair up itâs getting hotter out here.â
âYeah, good idea,â Kagome agreed and dug through her small pouch of belongings to find a ribbon to hold her hair up in a high pony tail similar to Sangoâs. That wasnât the only thing making them look more alike today. Her long robed Miko garments made doing this kind of training difficult and impeded her movement. Kagome had gotten frustrated by the amount of times she almost tripped on the hem of her pants or smacked herself in the face with her sleeves. Sango wasnât just teaching her how to fight, she also was doing strength training and other demon slayer training exercises to help Kagome get stronger.
That was why today she had abandoned her normal robes and sported one of Sangoâs old demon slayer outfits. The black tight fitting material wasnât anything she was used to wearing, and she was surprised to find it light and breathable and not constricting like she assumed it would be. With this on, it made going through the exercises much easier. Also, the shielding on parts of her body like her elbows, shoulders and knees made any impact with the ground less painful. Sango told her that it would make learning the steps easier and that way when she had a better handle on it they could transition back to her normal red and white priestess robes she wore everyday since realistically, that is what she would be wearing during a fight. Once her hair was up, Kagome joined her friend to continue on with the rest of their lesson.
After another half hour of grueling sparring, the two women were sweaty and breathless with proud smiles on their faces. Kagome was elated to have managed to get in a few hits on Sango, a few even managing to surprise the expert fighter.
It had been an hour and just like every other time before this, the black haired woman spotted Inuyasha down the road heading her way, their daughter balanced in his one arm while the other rested loosely on the handle of his sword. He always arrived right on the dot to walk her back home without fail. She had told him countless times that he didnât have to go out of his way to do so, but he insisted.
âThanks again for today, Sango. Iâll wash this tonight and give it back to you tomorrow,â Kagome promised as she picked up her small bag she carried with her. Unlike the modern era, she didnât need to carry around a lot here in the feudal era. There were no cell phones, school IDs, wallets or anything of the sort. Now, her small pouch just held some extra coins in case she needed some money, a few common herbs, and any memorabilia she liked to travel with.
Sango sent a smile her way. âDonât bother giving it back to me. You can use it for next time. Thatâs an old one anyways I couldnât tell you the last time I wore it,â she waved her hand in dismissal.
âOi, Kagome! You just about finished?â The hanyouâs loud voice interrupted them as he and Hikari approached. âIf you guys need more time I-â Inuyasha suddenly stopped speaking, causing Kagome to turn towards him as she picked up her water to see what made him stop talking. A dark brow rose as she looked at him questioningly. The look on his face was not one she recognized, and sheâd memorized pretty much all of them by now.
âWe finished,â Kagome said when he didnât start speaking again and simply stared at her, lips pressed into a thin line. âWere you going to say something?â She prodded.
Inuyasha continued staring her down, his thick, dark brows narrowing at her and he almost lookedâŠannoyed? She hadnât the faintest idea why he would be. He had been in a fine mood when she left. Hikari on the other hand was clinging to her fatherâs haori contently and trying to shove his subjugation beads into her mouth. She was going to ask him what was wrong when he beat her to speaking.
âWhat the hell are you wearing?â He asked flatly. Definitely annoyance.
âOne of Sangoâs old demon slayer outfits. She let me borrow it so it was easier to train since my robes were making it harder,â Kagome explained, watching him stare her down like a hawk. Crossing her arms over her chest she met his stare back evenly.
His eye flickered towards her chest where she had crossed her arms, his nostrils flaring slightly. âYour normal robes are just fine,â he grunted, shifting Hikari to his other arm more comfortably.
âSure, my robes are fine but these are easier to spar in,â Kagome reiterated, not liking his tone.
âIâm going to go check on the kids now. Bye you two,â Sango quickly cut in with her departing words as she sensed the tension grow by tenfold from the couple. Now that they were married, Inuyasha and Kagome didnât bicker nearly as much as they did when they were traveling on their journey to defeat Naraku, but they still had their moments and it was best for any bystanders to leave them to it to avoid being hit in the crossfire.
The moment Sango had slipped away and was out of earshot, Inuyasha looked at Kagome seriously and said, âI donât like you wearing that,â in a flat voice.
Her temper may be more subdued than it was as a teenager, but Inuyasha still had the wonderful ability to be able to push all the right buttons to make her mad. What did he mean he didnât like her wearing that? Did he think she didnât look cute enough in this compared to her more reserved priestess garments? Well, Kagome was no modern miko and she would wear whatever the hell she wanted to! âYou donât get to tell me what I can or canât wear,â she growled. The only thing saving him from her sending his face flying into the ground with a command was their daughter in his arms.
âI never said that,â Inuyasha grunted in retort, unable to help himself but to argue back.
âYou just did.â
His jaw clenched. âI said I donât want you wearing that specifically. I never said anything about any other clothing.â
âYouâre unbelievable,â Kagome snapped back and marched up to him, promptly collecting Hikari from him. She took a deep breath to calm herself as she reminded herself to keep her cool since Hikari was there and didnât need to be upset by them arguing.
âKagome,â the white haired half demon started, but his wife would have none of it. She promptly spun on her heel and stormed off in the direction of their home. His golden eyes followed her retreating form for only a few seconds before running after her. âKagome, you know thatâs not what I meant,â he growled, trying to get her attention as she obviously tried to ignore him. âYou can wear whatever you want. If you donât want to wear the priestess robes you donât have to. No one is forcing you to,â he tried.
His wife simply remained silent as she weaved through the dirt road through the village, passing by a small group of men who seemed were trying to negotiate a trade of some sort. âOh, so I have your permission? Wow, thanks,â she drawled sarcastically, her eyes focused on the road ahead. Hikari oblivious to her parents argument simply babbled happily, her little black dog ears swiveling at all the different sounds from the town.
Inuyasha let out a strangled groan. âKagome, just listen to me.â
âI think Iâve heard enough,â the young mother quipped without glancing back at him, picking up her pace slightly to put distance between them.
âIf you would just let me explain-â
âExplain what? That you donât find me attractive in these clothes? That they look too masculine? Well, too bad! Iâm wearing them when I train and thatâs that,â Kagome snapped, whipping her head over her shoulder to cast him a stormy glare. Inuyasha shrank away from her daggered glare slightly, but recovered quickly. He opened his mouth to defend himself but she didnât want to hear any of it. âIâll wear whatever I like, regardless if you think it makes me less desirable to you,â she faced forward once again, her fingers rubbing up and down Hikariâs back to help keep the baby calm despite their argument. âYou may be my husband, but that doesnât give you the right to-â she stopped speaking abruptly as she felt fabric over shoulders.
Craning her neck around, Kagome stopped walking as she realized he had draped his fire rat over her shoulders to cover her shoulders and back, leaving him standing in his cream colored kosode. Furrowing her brows in confusion, she opened her mouth to berate him for this, but the look on his face brought her to pause.
âYou never let me finish,â Inuyasha grumbled, and it was then that she noticed a light pink dusting his cheeks. âI meant I donât like you wearing it cuz I donât want other men to see you in it,â he explained himself finally, avoiding her gaze.
Kagome blinked, her anger dissolving into confusion. âWhy donât you want other people to see me in this?â
The hanyou groaned, rubbing his hand down his face. âBecause I donât like it when other men stare at you,â he managed to get out. Words never came easily to him, or eloquently.
âWhat are you talking about? No one is staring at me.â
âNot anymore,â he jutted his chin towards his robe that covered her. âThat whole group of men we just passed couldnât keep their filthy eyes off of you.â His fingers flexed at his side, as if the mere memory made his body itch for a fight.
The dark haired woman stared at him, trying to follow his jumbled thought process. It was then that she realized his gaze kept dropping to the curves of her hips and chest that were more pronounced in the tight fitting clothes. Her mouth shaped a small âohâ as the puzzle pieces clicked together. âYouâre jealous,â she stated, realizing that it wasnât that he didnât like how she looked in the clothes, but rather that it was more revealing than her normal outfit and he didnât appreciate other men greedily eyeing his wife.
âI ainât jealous!â The hanyou retorted, his blush deepening as he struggled to find the words. At least she didnât seem ready to âsitâ him anymore. âI just donât want other men looking at you like that. It pisses me off,â he huffed, moving to shove his hands into his sleeves but remembering he wasnât wearing his fire rat and settled for crossing his arms haughtily instead.
âSo itâs not that you donât like how I look in this?â Kagome affirmed, shifting her weight to her other leg as her daughter wiggled slightly in her arms.
âI like it too much, thatâs the problem!â Inuyasha realized what he said out loud and blushed further in embarrassment, turning his nose away from her to stubbornly glare at the trees to his right where the forest began.
Kagome felt her own cheeks heat up from his statement. He didnât like that others could see her figure in this uniform and were likely staring at her hips and thighs that were now on display. âOhâŠâ was all she managed to say, trying to process everything. Shoving aside the feelings of her heart racing, the miko began to walk again, knowing he would follow. They continued in silence down the path to their home that was just outside the village. By it being more secluded it allowed for a bit more privacy. The only sound for the next few minutes was the soft taps of their footsteps on the ground and the occasional baby noise from their daughter.
Once they were out of the village completely, Kagome spoke up. âSo youâre okay if I wear this just around you then?â She asked. He cast a wary glance at her, wondering if this was a trick question.
âWell yeah,â he answered as if it were obvious. âIt looks good on you, thatâs the problem. Itâs hard for me to keep my hands off of you when youâre wearing that.â
He said it so matter of factually she almost choked. She felt her face heat up and wondered if the color matched his robes she wore. Her teeth caught on her lower lip, glancing over at him. Despite being married and having a child together he still managed to fluster her.
Kagome cleared her throat. âWell, Sango said I donât have to return this to her anytime soon,â she told him, feigning casualty and ignoring her racing heart.
Inuyasha followed her thought process with this, and his expression morphed into a cocky grin. âOh?â
âI donât see why I canât wear it for you at home every once in a while,â the black haired woman feigned innocence, blinking her doe brown eyes at him.
âKeh, it wonât last long on you when youâre with me,â the half demon grinned slyly and snaked his arm around her waist underneath his robe. His hand rested on her hip as he pulled her closer to his side as they continued walking home, their small hut just around the bend.
The priestess matched his grin. If it wasnât for Hikari she would have said screw it and have him race her home the rest of the way to get started. However, the duty of being parents would force them to wait until later tonight whenever their daughter went to bed. âIâll hold you to that,â she purred, pressing closer against him. As much as she didnât want to ruin the moment that they had mended, Kagome still had to address something. âIt really is easier for me to learn what Sangoâs teaching me with this on. Once I get the moves down sheâs teaching me Iâll switch back to my priestess robes. That was the plan all along,â she explained once again to him.
Inuyasha slid his eyes over to her, seeming to think over his next words. At least he got better at that over the years instead of blurting out the first thing that came to his mind. âFine, but I wanna be around when youâre training with Sango then,â he said in compromise. âThat way I can pummel anyone who tries to creep on you.â
Kagome let out a light laugh as they entered their home. âI suppose thatâs fair.â Hikari had been lulled to sleep by the swaying of her walk so she laid the toddler down in her bedding. Straightening, she waltzed over to her husband, letting her hips sway more than normal with the movement and watched as his eyes trained on her. âYou know, I could wear this when we spar too,â she smiled. Sango wasnât the only one who had been helping her get back into fighting shape. Inuyasha had also been working with her at her request and they both enjoyed sparring with one another when Hikari was napping.
Inuyashaâs eyes twinkled in mischief. âI guess it will be a training session for me too.â
âTraining in what?â
Inuyasha fully grinned, his fangs on full display. âRestraint,â he said and leaned down to kiss her firmly on the lips. She immediately melded into him, her hands moving to grip his robes.
They kissed like that for a while, Inuyasha switching from kissing her lips to moving down towards her neck. Before things could get more heated, soft cries could be heard from the bedding as Hikari woke up from her all too short nap. Inuyasha pulled away from her slightly with a sigh, giving her neck one last playful nip before releasing his wife and allowing her to tend to their little girl. As Kagome scooped up Hikari to soothe her she caught Inuyasha watching her with a smile and all she could think was that she couldnât wait for their next sparing match.
CALLING ALL INUKAG FANS: INUKAG WEEK IS BACK FOR ITS 9TH EDITION!
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Hey, Kagome! What is it? You almost got eaten back there, dammit! Yeah, but I also knew youâd save me. Of course Iâd save you, you idiot. Yep. I trust you. So you didnât have to hide the whole Kikyo thing from me, either⊠Inuyasha? Are you upset after all? Iâm not upset. Itâs just⊠Sit, boy. Have a bit more faith in me, will you?
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