Chicken Soup for Inuyasha and Kagome Lovers' Soul by Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Past Featured StorySummary:

This is to be a collection of one-shot stories (or two parters) written by the various writers on this site. It will be left as a "Round Robin" to allow for the chapter updates. I invite everyone to join in and participate in this.
Categories: Fables, Dares Characters: InuYasha, Kagome
Genres: Oneshot
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 5 Completed: No Word count: 18250 Read: 23765 Published: October 12, 2007 Updated: January 25, 2008
Story Notes:
Type of stories you may encounter or have an interest to write about:

Halloween Stories, Thanksgiving Tales. Flus & colds. Going Skating, snowy days, building Snowmen, Snowball fights. Hot Chocolate tales. The ever popular and delicious Blanket Scenario Challenge. Gifts of Scarves/Mitts, Christmas Magic, the Winter Solstice. The meaning of Christmas. Inuyasha meets Santa Claus Challenge- Inu sitting on Santa’s lap asking for Kagome’s Love. Inuyasha VS the Reindeer Challenge -Inuyasha is confront by confused flying reindeer who mistake him for 'Santa Claus' while Santa is out of commission or away. Would like to see an amourous reindeer as well.
Carolling. Tree trimming, baking, Mistletoe.
Smutty Santa Inu’s Little Helper Challenge New Years Celebrations. ... and so much more!!

Blanket Disclaimer : I, nor anyone else, do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi. I and others am only using them for pure entertainment value. This will be the same for all stories to follow.

1. Introduction by Inu Hanyou Nikkie

2. InuYasha's Doll Pt. 1 by Inu Hanyou Nikkie

3. InuYasha's Doll Pt 2 by Inu Hanyou Nikkie

4. The Snowman Incident Part One by Inu Hanyou Nikkie

5. The Snowman Incident Part Two by Inu Hanyou Nikkie

Introduction by Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Author's Notes:
Welcome to the first edition of Chicken Soup for the Inuyasha and Kagome Lovers' Soul. Everyone is welcomed and encouraged to join in!
Here are some of the themes:

Halloween Stories, Thanksgiving Tales. Any rating.

Flus & colds. Any Rating.

Going Skating, snowy days, building Snowmen, Snowball fights. Any rating.

Hot Chocolate tales. Any Rating.

The Ever Popular and Delicious Blanket Scenario Challenge. - you know the one that involves hypothermia and must be accurate in the methods to save a life threatened by this. It can be any rating.

Gifts of Scarves/Mitts, Christmas Magic, the Winter Solstice. Any Rating

The meaning of Christmas - keep it up to Reserved please.

Inuyasha meets Santa Claus Challenge - can be the real guy or the corner/mall type *blush* yea.. if you do I would like to see as part of the story – Inu sitting on Santa’s lap asking for Kagome’s Love. Any Rating.

Inuyasha VS the Reindeer Challenge -Inuyasha is confront by confused flying reindeer who mistake him for 'Santa Claus' while Santa is out of commission or away. Would like to see an amourous reindeer as well.

Carolling. Any rating.

Tree trimming, baking, Mistletoe. Any Rating.

InuYasha's Doll Pt. 1 by Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Author's Notes:
Summary: Kagome's powers have been sealed and she has been having terrible nightmares and visions of the death of her friends. . . and especially of Inuyasha's death at the hands of Naraku and Magatsuhi. What does Inuyasha do to soothe her fears and what does he do to comfort her when he isn't there?

It's rated Risque for Inu's mouth.

InuYasha’s Doll

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie



Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi. I am only using them for pure entertainment value.

A/N : thank you so much Zigsa for letting me use your thoughts on Sango!! Dedicated to Notoes a wonderful friend and delightfully talented Artist of many genres!! I Luffs Ya!!!! Be aware of the Fluff and WAFF!! OOC Alert!!!

Mega Thank You to Ayamegusa for her wonderful offer of helping me make corrections with this story!

Spoiler warnings : Chapters 506 and 511 – 519


InuYasha’s Doll


As the days grew shorter and the weather turned colder, Inuyasha noticed in Kagome, a certain deepening melancholy as they travelled back to Kaede’s Village and the Forest of Inuyasha. It happened ever since Magatsuhi had sealed her powers off completely, and Kagome felt that she was even more useless than ever before. Inuyasha made an attempt to cheer up Kagome (and also to demolish any previous notions that he had instilled within the futuristic miko with his harsh words or comparisons). He told her that because Magatsuhi went through the trouble and effort to seal her powers up completely, that it was because both Naraku and Magatsuhi feared her greatly.

It worked until Kagome began having nightmares a few nights later. It was always the same nightmare. Always ones of Magatsuhi and Naraku, both gloating over the dead bodies of her friends, and the slow torturous death of Inuyasha, while she remained helpless to do anything but sit by and watch.

These Nightmares felt far too real to Kagome and it frightened her to tears. Inuyasha had taken up the newest habit of keeping his ears trained more on Kagome’s sleeping form. And as soon as he sensed her Nightmare commencing, he would secret her away from the group, so that when she came to from the dream he was there and could comfort her without the unwanted and often times unneeded or thoughtless comments from the others.

Miroku, as much as he was a friend and perhaps brother, would ruin the tender moment with his cruel lecherous words. Sango, dear sister and valued fighter, would have said words about Naraku and Magatsuhi that unknowingly would’ve pointed out Kagome’s current uselessness. And Shippou, his annoying little friend. . . he would have pinned the blame entirely on Inuyasha.

What he wouldn’t give to slam a kotodama over that fucking runt’s head and have him “sit” a few times, especially if Shippou could “sit” himself whenever he pushed Inuyasha’s buttons on purpose. Thank the Kami that Shippou left the group to remain with those damnable kitsunes and their dumb inn/school. He didn’t even bother to say his farewells to the members of the group when he announced his decision to stay - though he did mention he would visit every now and then. He also told them he was really tired of seeing Miroku always grabbing Sango’s butt, of her always slapping or hitting him back, and of Kagome and Inuyasha’s constant childish fights. He also knew the final battle was coming up and he didn’t want to be any part of it. After all, He was just a kid and this wasn’t his fight. . .




Where was he again. . . ? Ah, yes, back to the reason why he would take her away from the group. It would end up with both Kagome and Inuyasha being very uncomfortable and embarrassed, which led to words coming out that weren’t meant to be said, which led to arguing, then yelling and then finally, Kagome’s favourite fall back in all of their arguments. . . the catch phrase “Osuwari!” and her storming off.

Oh, and mustn’t forget the unwanted groping by Miroku during this sequence. If only Miroku could smell the girl’s scent after he did this, he wouldn’t be doing it anymore. . . Inuyasha was an expert in the way of Hate smells, and Sango reeked of it after the action, while Kagome smelt more of a disgusted person who wished she could hit someone.

So once Kagome had awoken, in the secluded area, with Inuyasha watching over her, she would sob brokenly into Inuyasha’s chest. He would say nothing but hold her tightly curled up against his sheltering body, and soothe her by stroking her hair with his shaky, but tender hand. Inuyasha wasn’t used to tender, comforting actions, and his actions reflected his inexperience. His ears would be plastered against his head in his distress for Kagome’s suffering. But his eyes told a different story. If Kagome had ever looked at them while she cried out her agony, she would have seen how they glowed a fiery, demonic red, as he silently promised to avenge every single tear and nightmare ever given to his Kagome from those two fucking bastards. His youkai half wholly agreeing silently with him for doing this to his Mate as he thought of the ways they would achieve this; while his human side agreed he was more concerned about consoling his soul mate.

Once Kagome had cried herself into restless sleep, he would remain awake, a steadfast guardian until the morning’s light graced the sky, and then they would return back to the campsite, just as silently as they left without anyone being the wiser. However, Kirara seemed to be aware of the disappearances of Inuyasha and Kagome, and understanding of it. In fact, she would sometimes leave Sango to curl up next to Kagome and issue forth a low rumbling purr more felt than heard.

It turned out to be a blessing in disguise for the progression of their relationship. The third time it had happened, Inuyasha looked down at Kagome’s red-blotchy, tear-slickened face and drippy nose with blood-shot, normally sapphire-blue/smoky-quartz-grey turned deep grey eyes, and thought she was the most beautiful, ethereal creature in the world. He gently took Kagome’s tissue from her when she pulled it out of her pocket to wipe her face and nose, and tenderly did it for her.

His gaze would turn even softer as his golden eyes turned liquid gold with his endless depths of his love for her, and soon travelled to Kagome’s pink lips before he would look hesitantly back up into her eyes again silently asking permission. Kagome slowly nodded her head; she understood her emotionally constipated hanyou’s request. Their lips touched for the first time gently pressing together, each giving wholly of themselves and taking from the other.

They remained that way just holding each other tenderly, lost within the world of their love, as their lips tenderly memorized the feel and taste of the other. Until the soft even breathing of Kagome reaching the Inu hanyou’s ears, making Inuyasha aware she had fallen asleep. Instead of reacting poorly and getting angry, he merely chuckled quietly and eased her slumbering body into a more comfortable position in his lap using the sleeves to cocoon her within the voluminous folds of his haori.

Kagome slept without any nightmares the rest of the night; secured in the knowledge that her hanyou would never allow harm to befall her. In her slumber, she turned more into Inuyasha’s strong chest and a hand slipped up to clutch a handful of his haori loosely in her sleeping grasp, while issuing her own version of a contented purr, and rubbing her cheek against him, before falling deeper asleep. Inuyasha was stunned by her actions, but couldn’t wipe the goofy grin off his face at her innocent actions. These little things that she did, that and plenty more, demonstrated the depth of trust and bond she had in him. They remained wrapped about each other lovingly until it was time to return to the camp.




Inuyasha soon found the ‘cure’ to Kagome’s nightmares, after the sixth time they had kissed, after a painful crying session. She had been peacefully sound asleep within her mighty warrior’s embrace. And when he sensed Kagome starting to have the nightmare, he took her to a safe place to gently waken her up, before she woke up from the nightmare herself, and then he had occupied her thoughts with his kisses. Not that he wanted to wake her up in the first place to kiss her; no, not at all, it was all for Kagome’s welfare that he did this. . . at least that was what he would tell himself as he woke Kagome up.

They hadn’t strayed past the sweet, gentle pressing of soft loving lips yet; neither of them were ready for that yet. After many kisses, Kagome’s eyes had drooped sleepily, and Inuyasha curled her into his lap. Tucking her head under his chin, and wrap his strong arms around her as Kagome drifted off.

Only this time, before Kagome had drifted off; she mumbled something about how his scent, presence and touch, all helped her to sleep better. And it was too bad she couldn’t have him sleep next to her at home or when they had to be in villages. . . if there was. . . *yawn*. . . a way for her. . . to have. . . a small version of him. . . *yawn*. . . to cuddle. . . . at . . . night. . . . *sigh*

Inuyasha’s powerful hearing had caught each breathy word from his drowsy miko, and his ears twitched with ecstasy. His chest puffed up with male pride, knowing it was his kisses and his embrace that created such a trust. . . need. . . in Kagome for him to be by her side as she slept. His heart swelled as he felt himself falling/growing even deeper in love for her.

And as Kagome slept, he thought long and hard about the two women in his life, the one who had been his past, and the one who would be his future.

Kikyou had accepted his presence, but with a respectable distance between them. . . never to touch, with the exception of the day when she caught her sandal upon the dock’s plank and tripped. That one time Kikyou allowed herself the pleasure of being within a man’s embrace knowing there was no one around who could happen to catch them doing this highly improper act.

Heck, Kikyou even mentioned to Inuyasha to never act with any violence while in her presence. But that was the ingrained behaviours and training Kikyou grew up with and had been drilled into her since before becoming a Miko. Proper behaviours, proper manners, proper walking, and proper speech. . . proper everything. Everything had to be calculated and measured leaving Kikyou with no time. . . no idea or experience of what it was like to be free. She, in essence, was never allowed to be a child and experience life before becoming an adult. She had no time for things like unwanted or unseemly emotions or thoughts. No, these things had to be buried deep within and locked away never to be looked at or accepted.

That was mostly what had started the taint, the rebellion, the need for shirking off her duties as Guardian of the Shikon no Tama within Kikyou – why she would not tell anyone she was harbouring a monstrous criminal, what got her thinking to using the Jewel for personal gain before Naraku struck her down. . . . And what made her hate Kagome with such an unholy passion when she was resurrected. Her intense jealousy that Kagome, her reincarnated soul, could freely express her freedom and joy in life whereas she never could.

Kagome. . .

Kagome was Kagome.

She was freedom. She brought people together and made them stronger. She was the living embodiment (to Inuyasha that is) of the Angel who oversaw Love. She was quicker to smile and kind words, than to frown or speak harsh words. She always, always gave of herself 100% and what you saw was everything that she was. No reservations, no keeping a part of herself locked away.

She was allowed to be a child still when the mood struck her fancy, like when she wanted to chase after butterflies, or to jump into puddles with bare feet, or squeal over a particularly beautiful scene. She drew others to her brilliant flame, like flowers to the sun. At times, she was the sun for Inuyasha and his trouble darkened soul. She had become his whole world.

She gave everyone she knew new eyes in which to see the world with. To wash away the dirty, filthy haze that jaded feelings or memories, that would muddy the usual array of colours of Life in its innocence. Granted she had her bad moments, but she never tried to cover them up or ignore them. She was perfect with her flaws. She accepted her flaws for what they were (If only she would wake up about the damned Rosary, Keh!).

Yes, Kikyou had begun to put the chinks into Inuyasha’s self-imposed armour surrounding his heart and soul, but it was Kagome who blasted those protective walls to vapour, all with a simple touch and sun-kissed smile. And the best part was, was that she loved him wholly and completely.

And with that final revelation, Inuyasha was finally freed.

That got the hanyou’s mind to thinking and plotting. He loved Kagome so much that his pride and his secret guilty pleasure be damned!! If all went well – only Kagome, her mom and Kaede will know of his embarrassing habit, and he knew they would never say it outloud to the others.



So, as they finally neared Kaede’s village, Inuyasha began to put together his idea, when he was interrupted by Sango. ‘Dammit!! There goes Sango again!! She’s petting Kirara!! Does she know how fucking much that is so creepy? Look, there goes Miroku again! I can see his hand shaking . . .*snort* Of course Miroku will say his staff is off balanced and that is why the rings are jingling more. Kagome! He isn’t going to say that he is spooked by Sango’s behaviour just like I’m not going to either.’ With that final thought, he stuck his nose into the air in unwarranted determination, as he attempted to ignore that scary vision of Sango wandering along beside Kagome, stroking Kirara in her arms.

They entered the village, and the humans of the group all only thought about a warm meal and a good nap to rest up. Even Miroku was too tired to go off looking at the group of women who were heading to the river to bathe. Inuyasha could just barely contain his glee that he would have at least a couple of hours to slip away quietly and get to Mrs Higurashi for the first part of his plans.

Everyone quietly entered Kaede’s hut and were pleased to see the pot of stew on the fire, ready for eating. Kaede was one very clever old miko. She sensed them coming and had it prepared just in time. She smiled maternally towards her foundlings, her one good eye crinkling up with love as she greeted each of them.

“So good to see you all again. How fare the news from your travels?” she asked softly while spooning out portions of stew for everyone.

“Ah Lady Kaede, you are like the sun upon a cloudy day!” began Miroku.

“Miiiiirrroookuuuu. . .,” threatened Sango.

“Yes, Sango, my love?”

“Can’t you give it a rest until after we are feeling better?”

“Yes, Sango.” replied a cowed Miroku.

Kaede gazed with veiled humour at the banter between the infamous lecher and the fiery taijiya. Those two, if they survived this battle, would have a very interesting life together. Never a dull moment.

She nodded her head in thanks to Kagome who immediately took it upon herself to help out Kaede, her ‘grandmother’, as she called her ever since coming to the feudal era. Kagome took the bowls and chopsticks and served everyone before getting some for herself.

Kaede’s eye softened more at her adoptive grandchild, and her heart ached for her. To experience so much in such a short time with such a huge responsibility upon her young shoulders, but the miko from the future had strength and courage equal of an army. And a heart that could shame the purist of souls with her endless love. Kaede knew Kagome was going to need it in the dark days to come.

As she watched Kagome interact with Inuyasha, she both wanted to scream at them, hit them on the head, lock them in a room - do something, anything until they finally stopped that silly and obvious dance of love they were engaged in, but she knew that with these two, they had to do it themselves. Kaede was happy when her sister was finally laid to rest again, as it meant she was no longer suffering, and that she knew Kikyou gave the two young lovers her blessings.

This time, she noticed something had happened while they were away, something had changed. . . Inuyasha was actually giving Kagome lingering touches, more tender looks, his eyes appeared softer than usual, and his posture was leaning more towards the young woman who captured his heart. His dog ears pricked towards her, capturing every sound and movement that Kagome made. Yes, it was all subtle but Kaede, after years of observation, could see it.

They ate quietly and soon after finishing, one by one they all fell asleep. Kaede merely chuckled and made to move to collect the dishes up for cleaning. Inuyasha was the only one awake, so he shook his head to stop Kaede and did it for her instead. Taking off his haori, he draped it over Kagome’s slumbering body, in hopes his scent would stave off the nightmares for the time being, and he lingered by Kagome’s side a few extra moments before seating himself next to Kaede.

Whispering in hushed tones, he explained his project to Kaede who merely smiled motherly at him, cupped his cheek, chuckling gently at his shocked expression and nodded her head. Yes, she would do everything she could to help him out, and to keep his secret. She assured him, when his aura and posture spoke volumes of his unease (those sweet ears of his could always give him away when he is feeling particularly strong emotions), that this project would work wonders on the kind-hearted Miko more than he’ll ever know.

With a grateful tilt of his head and the eager twitching of his ears, Inuyasha left the hut and swiftly bounded away for all appearances the embodiment of a very happy puppy. He made it to the old Bone Eater’s Well in record time, for him, only a couple of minutes, and leapt in. Once on the other side, he gave himself a few seconds to adjust to the differences in the air and noises, before he scented the area and confirmed only Mrs Higurashi was the only one home for the moment.

Perfect! That made this even better!! Inuyasha’s steps contained a bounce that he hadn’t had in years, not since his own mother passed away so long ago! Opening the shoji, he stepped inside the kitchen and greeted the older woman with respect.

“O-hayou gozaimasu, Higurashi-san,” he said with a deep bow his ears twitching belying his outward calm appearance.

“O-hayou Inuyasha! It’s wonderful to see you again, dear! Where is Kagome? Isn’t she with you?” Mama Higurashi answered, smiling, while looking about for her daughter.

“No, she isn’t here. She is back at Kaede’s hut having a nap. Nothing is wrong, she’s just tired,” he responded back.

“Come in, come in! You must be hungry! Let me get you some Ramen. A growing boy needs his meals so he can become stronger. Is this a social visit or do you have any questions I can help you with?” Mama Higurashi ushered Inuyasha to the table and had him sit down before she went about making him a couple bowls of Ramen.

After she presented Inuyasha with his Ramen and chopsticks, Mrs Higurashi made herself a pot of green tea. Fixing a cup of it, she sat at the table as well. If it was one thing Mrs Higurashi knew about Inuyasha, it was to let him speak when he was ready to do so.

Sure enough, after Inuyasha had finished both bowls of Ramen and put his dishes into the sink, he returned to the table and took a deep breath, his ears drooping low upon his head. Then he explained what had recently happened to Kagome, the nightmares she had been having, and how they came up with a cure, (though this part was heavily edited. Inuyasha loved Mama Higurashi like his own; he still didn’t believe she would approve of him kissing her daughter.)

After confessing all of this, he then explained his idea to her and waited the falling of the sword on his neck. He was dead certain that she was going be angry with him, for letting this to happen to her daughter, for letting her suffer so, and for asking this outrageous request.

Mama Higurashi surprised the down-trodden hanyou by going around the table and pulling him into a warm motherly embrace. She hugged Inuyasha firmly before releasing him and cupping his face. She then proceeded to tell him how proud she was of him, how wonderful he was, how loving he was towards her daughter, and that she couldn’t ask for anyone better for her child and yes, she would be very happy and honoured to help him out.

She then proceeded to cause the shy hanyou to blush the most amazing array of reds ever to be seen on a person, when she told him that if he ever thought about asking her daughter to marry him, she would give him all her blessings. She then exclaimed that they had to start the project right away, and she knew the ‘best’ place to go!




Within a few moments, Mrs Higurashi had Inuyasha in a very comfortable pair of sandals, and a black knit cap made from the softest of yarns on his head. Inuyasha was delighted with this new hat, it allowed his ears to be hidden while not crushing them against his head like the ball cap would do, and since his haori was with Kagome he would fit more in. She even assured him that he could leave his sword behind as they would be safe with him there. Inuyasha’s ego and pride swelled more with those words, that Mama Higurashi would also feel safe in his presence. This must be where Kagome gets her big heart and trust from!

“Come dear, the store we are going to visit is not too far from here, and we can walk it. I would like the chance to talk to you more,” Mrs Higurashi said as she cupped his cheek making him blush again.

“K-keh,” he mumbled in embarrassment.

Mama Higurashi merely chuckled at her (hopefully very soon) soon-to-be son-in-law. She then sported a blush herself when Inuyasha hesitantly took her arm with his, linking them together. She looked at Inuyasha questioningly to search his eyes but he had his head turned to the side and a dark pink glowing on his cheek.

“Inuyasha?”

“Keh, it’s what those guys do for women on that thing you call Tea-Bee,” he muttered as way of explanation.

Mama Higurashi beamed with motherly pride!! Her ‘son’ was becoming a man!! And such a fine man at that! She was never more certain that her daughter and Inuyasha were destined for each other by this simple action. That he would begin to adopt modern behaviours and courtesies, which gave her hope that there was a possibility Inuyasha was willing to stay in the modern era once the battle for Naraku was all over, and the Jewel was purified.

“Are you okay with the hat and sandals?” she asked him.

Inuyasha nodded his head while his ears twitched under the cap, and he wriggled his toes that were free from confinement. The straps went around his ankles leaving his heels free, and then again over his foot before the toes, leaving the rest of the foot free as well. And they used a tie called “Vell-Crows” to keep it in place. Mrs Higurashi saw him wriggle his toes and giggled lightly at his cuteness.

“Okay then, let’s go to the store, my brave warrior! You will let me know if you want to leave. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable for one moment, alright? We want to be able to enjoy ourselves.”

Inuyasha ‘Feh-ed’ and nodded his head. Another shock to his preconception of his worth, no one in his time would even bother to put forth a false effort to care about what a Hanyou would feel or like. It always took him completely by surprise whenever Kagome did this, though he was slowly getting used to it, but now to receive this truthful treatment from Mrs Higurashi as well, it was like the first time he ever had it happen all over again. He felt a warmth inside of him at being given worth, of having worth, that more than just his mother treated him with before Kagome entered. . . no, came screaming, crashing into his world, and then proceeded to tell him off. He could get used to this and surprisingly enough to himself, he wanted to.



Mrs Higurashi led him on a lovely walk down the road from the shrine to a rather homey-feeling shop. They spent the time talking and generally getting to know the other more. Inuyasha was able to let slip out how he felt about Kagome to her mother and she, in return, simply smiled lovingly at him, hugged his arm tightly – briefly - and replied “I know” to the shocked hanyou. He also said it was surprisingly easy to say it, and that it felt good and right to say it outloud.

Mrs Higurashi nodded with the wisdom of an elder woman who had that love once. She told him about her husband, Kagome’s father. Her eyes glowed with their eternal love as she talked about the close relationship Kagome had with him, about the fact that he was her soul mate – her other half and why she never remarried. She told Inuyasha very frankly that love like hers – and his - was a rare and very beautiful thing to be treasured, for however long it was. That sometimes it could be for a full lifetime, and sometimes it could be cut short by a twist of Fate, like with the sudden death of her beloved on that one stormy night.

The point was, she told him, was to acknowledgethat love, embrace it fully and openly, and to trust in it. It would be the greatest regret he would ever have, if he let this chance to slip him by, just because of differences. This love. . . True Love. . . Mama Higurashi called it, was the most perfect and precious thing to ever happen to people. And it was well worth the struggles, the trials, and the greatest, happiest moments. It wouldn’t ever steer the heart wrong and; yes, on that road, that journey it would take you there, with hurdles or obstacles in the way. Divided, two could be strong, but when the two come together, there was nothing that couldn’t be achieved.

Pride could cause a lot of problems, and sometimes pride needed to be put into its place, “So tell Kagome Sakura Higurashi, to sit down, and be quiet and tell her you love her.”

If he needed a private place to do this without any interference, then he should do it here, and to just let her know when, and she would make sure the house was empty, and, she would also prepare a lovely meal for the two of them. And because she knew of her daughter’s bad habit of jumping to conclusions and running away, she would personally tell her to listen carefully to him, and make her promise not to be rash.

Inuyasha was thoughtfully silent the remaining few feet to the store. This was the best and most helpful advice he had ever heard! And it just might work!! Seeing that the best “advice” the lecher ever gave was to grab a woman by her breasts or on her ass, and that equalled love. Keh!! If that fucking crap was true, then Naraku would have been won over with a squeeze or two.

Thank Kami that Sango had joined the team, he was sick of smelling the scent of unwashed sex and sweat from that damned monk. Or the scent of the illness when the medicines his body gave off, from below his waist. Who would have thought that by talking to Kagome’s Mom, he had been given help in pursuing a more intimate relationship with Kagome?! Before they entered the shop, he looked into the slightly smaller woman’s eyes seeing only truths there, and smiled a rare, true smile and nodded his head.





Together they entered the store, and Inuyasha was very impressed that it didn’t smell strongly of the combination of various products they sold, but fresh and clean. It seemed they took care to ensure the items they sold were clean for their customers. Plus, everything was very reasonably priced. They looked around for a while at first, just to check out the different selections, and to let Inuyasha get familiar with the area. Then they went to one of the many tables, and very quietly, came up with a list of what they would get, and what Inuyasha didn’t need.

“Feh, I would like to use youkai spider silk for the threads, and I know where to get some dragon youkai scales to use for the ends. My fire rat Haori is tied into my youki, so it can regenerate itself so I can use one of my sleeves on it. And I can use my hair as well, since it’ll grow back within an hour.”

“Oh Inuyasha, that will be even better! Kagome would really love that so much! By putting yourself into it!” beamed Mama Higurashi happily.

“Keh. . .”

“You should be so proud. I am. I’m very proud of you. Now let’s go get the rest of our supplies. I have the perfect thing in mind for those ears of yours!”

“F. . . feh. . .”




Within a few moments of searching and testing the fabrics, either resulting in a smile and a nod, or a frown, Mrs Higurashi had her selections picked out, and on the table for Inuyasha’s approval. Inuyasha almost rolled his eyes at the soft pink, delicately fuzzy material next to the real-looking silvery white fur, and then he really did roll his eyes at the golden cat’s eyes buttons. He looked at Mrs Higurashi’s face, who merely blushed and pretended to look elsewhere, before finally smiling and shrugging her shoulders. He touched the fabrics, held them, and tested the weave before sneaking a quick sniff at them before he nodded his approval. The cat’s eyes buttons he touched with a claw, and lightly shaking his head, he sighed and nodded his consent to them.

Next, he checked over the stuffing material to put inside, and after another quick sniff, also gave his approval. Then Mama Higurashi took Inuyasha over to the section of the shop that held the patterns. They browsed the section with determination . . . or in Inuyasha’s case, with the determination of a bloodhound. He rejected countless numbers of patterns. They were reaching the end of them, until Inuyasha gasped quietly, and murmured that he had found it. Found the one that was perfect for Kagome, the one that would suit his project. It was very simply, perfect.


End Notes:
Again Thank you Ayamegusa for the help!!
InuYasha's Doll Pt 2 by Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Author's Notes:
Here we get a look into Mama's past, Kaede gets to check Inuyasha's fabrics and we find out Inuyasha needs. . . Honey??

Rated G for Everyone

InuYasha’s Doll Part Two

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie

Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi. I am only using them for pure entertainment value.

InuYasha’s Doll

Part Two

The final part was to find a set of needles that Inuyasha could use. Even though Inuyasha told Mama Higurashi he had a couple of needles that his mother had given to him when he was but a pup – Mrs Higurashi insisted that he keep those special and tucked securely away. They settled on a set of six needles that Inuyasha tested for good balance and of a strong make.

Mrs Higurashi took the bolts of fabrics over to the cutting table to have several metres of each selection cut out nearing to taking the whole bolt for themselves. Inuyasha looked as though he was about to keel over from it all, but she just assured him it was because she wanted to have extras at home, and if he was anything like herself when it came to making things, he would only want absolute perfection. So if a mistake happened, and he needed more, it would be readily available at home for him.

Inuyasha’s eyes misted over before he quickly blinked it away. Again he was floored by the lengths and depths the Higurashi women would go to for him.

It came time to make their purchases, and for him to head back to his time to check up on the others. Once it was all folded up and bagged neatly, the duo of Mother-in-law and Son-in-law gathered up the bags and headed for home. Inuyasha took most of the packages to carry, saying, “Keh, they are pretty heavy. I can take them.” And they talked easily on the way back, laughing a couple of times about some silly thing or of Kouga’s wimpy outfit.

Inuyasha was rather pleased Mama Higurashi felt the same way about his outfit. It was awful, but what thrilled him best was Mama’s comment of, “Oh my!! I can imagine he has tons of fleas and ticks!” and “I was wondering where those fleas came from when Kagome came home that one time. It took a call to the pest control to get rid of them from the house! Thankfully they didn’t have time to breed more, or get on poor Buyo.” They laughed more and Inuyasha turned out to be an amazing story teller. He told Mama Higurashi about their adventures on the other side, including what Kouga did. He never knew humans could growl, and impressively at that as well, but that was exactly what Mama Higurashi did. Her face slowly began to flush red with a mother’s fury and then she exploded.

“He kidnapped my daughter!?! He sent man-eating wolves after you!?! Then he “claimed” her as “his” woman!?! If I could get through that Well myself, I’ll show that low-life a piece of my mind!! How dare he just “claim” my daughter like she is some sort of trophy!! Or a rock!! She’s a person who can make her own choices! What kind of jerk is he??!! Tell me more about this. . . Kouga person.”

And at that moment Inuyasha knew where Kagome got her very scary, fury and temper from. He quickly found himself telling her about Kouga, what happened whenever he showed up, the insults he was called, how Kagome would let the wimpy wolf drool all over her. . . NO!! Not really, he doesn’t drool on her!! *whew* . . . And how Kagome would always use that fucking rosary on him, leading the wolf on. Inuyasha spilled everything, and the fury radiating off Mama Higurashi, now a palatable thing, urged Inuyasha into getting out of range, fast.

She nodded her head as though she had decided on something, and then truly scaring the years out of Inuyasha when she smiled and cupped his cheek. “Don’t you worry anymore, Inuyasha. I’m going to have a very long talk with Kagome about her using that kotodama on you and about that . . . that . . . jerk.”

Inuyasha just slowly nodded his head and silently thanked whatever Fate or Kami that was watching over him, for sparing him. He did not want to ever be on the receiving end of Mama Higurashi’s wrath. . . Ever!!!


And as quickly as it came, it was gone, and Mama Higurashi was back in good spirits, offering Inuyasha another meal of Ramen before he headed back, as it was nearly supper time. Inuyasha’s ears perked up and he eagerly requested Chicken flavour this time. Laughing merrily, Mama Higurashi said it was no problem because they had plenty, and together they headed up the Shrine steps to the house.





Mama went and made Inuyasha’s Ramen first, and after seeing that he was settled at the table, she told him that she was going to cut out the pattern and fabrics for him. He nodded his okay and happily dug into his extra large bowl of Ramen. There was a peaceful and easy silence, with the sounds of Inuyasha slurping his noodles, and a bass counter-beat to the treble of the scissors as it made the cuts.

Inuyasha finished his meal well before Mama Higurashi did, so he put his dishes into the sink and cleaned them, and then he followed the sounds of cutting to locate Mama Higurashi in her craft room. She had most of the fabric cut up and the pattern pieces cut out. He went over and gave the pieces a cursory sniff. His ears twitched in his pride at having this project, and the approval of two women he dearly looked up to (though he’d never say that outloud). He silently gave his approval as Mama Higurashi finished the last cut, and sighed happily.

They quickly discussed the project and different techniques, before Inuyasha gathered up the parts that he needed right now, storing them in his haori, and bowing, left for the Feudal era.





Mama Higurashi, smiling and glowing with motherly pride and love, watched as her daughter’s beloved, disappear into the well house. She sighed wistfully. Her daughter and Inuyasha were so much like herself and her dearest husband when they had first started off. It was like travelling back and watching herself in the past.

They had fought so viciously, that friends thought they would come to trading blows. After all, one time she had smushed her plate of cafeteria food into his face and he, in return, dumped his drink over her head. They slowly developed growing feelings for each other, and eventually those feelings blossomed into love. They still fought like anything, but it only made their love stronger and deeper from it. What Kagome didn’t know was that Mama’s husband, Kagome’s father, also had a past love, which caused them much trouble, and lots of tears. He, too, was torn between his guilt and honour, and his future and heart.

Mama Higurashi closed her eyes as her tears fell, as she allowed her sweet memories to flood her mind, revelling in her love. Sniffling and wiping away those tears that wet her face, she went into her bedroom and pulled out the stack of Wedding and Baby magazines, and then her special book. She opened the book that was brimming with notes, swatches of fabrics, ribbons and laces, pictures and little envelopes of money, and continued from where she had left off in planning her daughter’s future wedding to the surly Hanyou, and then to the future dog-eared grandchildren they would bless her with.






Once on the other side, Inuyasha made it back to Kaede’s hut in record time. Peering inside, he noted that everyone was still slumbering and showing no signs of stirring. Kaede merely opened her good eye and smiled at the hanyou. She was excited to see what Inuyasha had, and it showed, making her appear much more youthful, almost girlish. She got up and made her way, slowly, carefully, to Inuyasha. She motioned to Inuyasha to walk a bit with her, which he nodded, and fell into step with her.

“Might I see the fabric?” she inquired eagerly when they were a ways from her hut.

“Keh, of course, you old babaa. Kagome’s mother took me to a shop and helped me get these things,” Inuyasha replied as he pulled out each item from out of his haori.

“I have never seen such wonderful fabric before, and so close to skin colour! Such amazing likeness,” Kaede stated as she lightly touched the fabric, marvelling at the wondrous material.

“I. . . I know. Can you hang onto these for me? I need to collect the honey from the Steel Forger Bees, and it can be messy,” Inuyasha requested with a slight blush, as he carefully handed Kaede his collection of project parts.

“Yes, of course I can, but what do you need the honey for?” Kaede couldn’t help but be curious about his need for honey.

“It isn’t for me. It’s for the colony of Silk Weaver Spider Youkai that lives in my forest. They love that stuff, and will grant any request if presented with some. They can’t get it themselves because once they find a spot for a colony they root themselves into the ground and trees. I figure seeing that I’m just a worthless hanyou, I may need a lot of the honey for them to even give me a small handful of silk.”

“Inuyasha, Kagome would be saddened to hear you speak of yourself in that way. None of us think of you like that. . . Wait! There are Youkai in your forest that you allow to live?? Why do you not kill, or chase them away like the others?” Kaede asked surprised.

“Feh! These youkai live on leaves, grasses and flowers, and are relatively peaceful. And they have this craving for honey, so whenever offered it, they will take it up.”

“You are much smarter than you let on, my dear.”

“KEH!!”

“No need to hide it from me, or Kagome. We won’t tease you about it. Go and get your honey for your silk. . . You can take the largest empty jar I have outside my hut, by the side, to put the honey in.”

“. . . thanks. . .”





Inuyasha was still blushing as he retrieved the empty jar, and he quickly checked for any sounds of anyone awakening inside. No, everyone was still sleeping peacefully, and his shoulders slumped, thinking that he must have pushed them pretty hard this time to get back here. Well, he would let them have a few days of rest without complaints . . . but onlya few!! Hefting the jar onto his shoulder, he raced off to where the Steel Forger Bees were that had repaired his Tessaiga’s sheath after the Thunder Brother’s incident.

It was pretty easy to find, as the hive was three times the size it was before, and about five times as loud. Inuyasha flattened his ears against his head in an effort to lessen the power of the buzzing, and to hopefully stave off a headache he knew would arise later. If he remembered correctly to get these Bees to give up honey, all he needed to do was to leave the pot alone near the hive and not bother them, go out and gather up some flowering plants, and plant them near the hive as a payment. Seeing how huge the hive was, and the sheer massive number of bees, it wouldn’t take very long to fill.

Inuyasha slowly walked towards the hive, and bowing slowly, presented the jar before the bees. Putting the jar down, he backed away as slowly as he came forward, and told the bees he would return with several flower plants for them as payment if they would fill the jar for him even half way. Several of the bees immediately went to the jar and started to crawl on the outside edge before a couple approached him. They landed on his haori, and did a dance that involved circling about and vigourously shaking their bodies and vibrating their wings. After doing this a few times, they lifted off and circled the jar twice before returning to the hive. Inuyasha felt that his offer had been accepted, and that the bees would provide him with honey. He bowed head his head in thanks, turned, and then leapt away to find his payment.




It took him a few good hours before he had found several flowering bushes, and not just a few flowering plants. He carefully removed them from the ground so as to keep as many roots as possible. Then he raced back to the hive with his payment carefully grasped in his arms.

He couldn’t believe his good luck when arriving at the area of the hive, seeing the bees covering his jar, and the sounds of hundreds of bees that were busily converting nectar into honey. He spoke quietly and slowed to a sedated walk alerting the bees to his presence, his non-threat to their hive and the fact he brought the payment swiftly back.

Several bees left the hive and jar together to circle over Inuyasha’s head, and then flew leisurely to a wide empty spot, landed and performed that same circling/shaking dance. Inuyasha understood their meaning. This was where they wanted the bushes and plants to be transplanted. He walked slowly over to the spot and quickly, but carefully dug several good size holes to accommodate the various plants he had returned with. As he did this digging and sizing and planting, Inuyasha spoke to the bees in low tones about what he was planning to do for Kagome, and why he needed the honey. Before he knew it, he had every plant carefully replanted in its new home, and the bees had left his jar.

He thanked the bees for their honey, and promised he would return to make sure the payment was taking okay in a couple of days. Going to the jar, he was floored; they had filled the jar with honey, nearly all the way up, leaving only a couple of inches from the top. Inuyasha carefully took the jar of honey up into his arms, and with great care, raced back to Kaede’s hut.




He slowed his approach before he reached her hut so that he could hear if anyone was awake yet. He could hear the movements of people awakening in the hut, so he set the jar down while still inside the boundary of his forest. Making sure the jar was securely placed with a couple of large rocks by the sides, and in no danger of being tipped over, Inuyasha then walked towards the hut and stood outside, carefully putting his usual scowl in place. He couldn’t let Kagome know how excited he was about his project, even though his inner dog was yipping and chasing his tail in overflowing happiness.

He was a Demon and Demons Did NOT Chase their tails!!

Okay, fine . . . so one time Kagome’s grandfather just happened to witness him doing this very act around the dinner table while Kagome was away at school. Thank Kami that Kagome thought her grandfather was one for the loony bin, and didn’t believe him when he told her about Inuyasha’s antics that day. And Triple thank the Kami, that no one had caught him claiming that funny bone that squeaked a most enticing noise, when squeezed with his teeth from that ‘park’. No one else was there, and it was left out in the open. Plus the scents that were on it were very, very stale and old.

It made his time waiting for Kagome in her era so much easier to handle. He would throw it up into the air and catch it with his teeth, prompting that wonderful squeak! He would pin it down on the ground with his hands, and pull on it with his teeth, or gnaw on it while growling happily. And when he tossed it away with his teeth, he would run after it on all fours and pounce! The Wonderful Bone he had left buried in the Well House in Kagome’s time was so that he could keep it in secret.



Giving his head a good shake to jumble those thoughts back underneath the “Things I Will Never Let Anyone Know About” pile; Inuyasha awaited outside the hut and began to tap his foot as if with great impatience, and affected his normal scowling appearance.

A sleepy and rather bed-headed Kagome, stepped softly outside, her small hand coming up to cover her mouth as a wide yawn broke through.

“Sorry, Inuyasha, I didn’t know I was that tired,” Kagome said while flushing with embarrassment. “Do we need to leave now?”

Inuyasha affected annoyance, and stuck his nose into the air, “Keh! You humans would be falling asleep on the road, making me carry your sorry asses around if we did leave now. I’ll give you all a few days to rest up and then we leave . . . with no complaining, got that?”

Kagome’s embarrassed flush swiftly switched over to indignant anger, which then fizzled out when she realised that Inuyasha was really concerned about them, and his real words were more on the lines of ‘I’ve been pushing you all hard. I’m sorry. Get some rest so we can be a team again.’ Kagome hid a smile behind another yawn. He really was becoming sweeter as he matured, and though he still had his moments – like this – where he used his harsh words for his protection, he had truly grown and developed during their vast travels.

Kagome let the soft smile show on her face as she stepped closer to the currently sulking Inu hanyou, and tilting her head back slightly to look up into her hanyou’s eyes she pressed a fast, soft kiss to his cheek.

Damnit! How am I going to get away from Kagome and the lechers’ prying eyes? I need to get the silk for my project. . . Damnit!

Just then, it seemed that Kaede appeared from out of nowhere, and approached the young lovers at the same time Miroku was stumbling out from the hut, blinking blearily and leaning heavily against the doorframe, not even seeing Kaede approach, until she was suddenly leaning into him, smiling sexily . . . with her hand firmly gripping onto his ass. Miroku gave the best little girlie shriek ever to be heard as he jumped into the air, his head connecting with the doorframe and toppling backwards was out cold.

Kaede burst into highly amused chuckles as Kagome raced over to check on Miroku, while trying to figure out just who this person was that looked like Kaede. Kaede turned her head to Inuyasha and winked, before lifting her chin to indicate that now would be a good time to get going while Kagome was busy kneeling down beside her and not paying attention.

Inuyasha’s eyes were wide in shock, and then went wider when he realized Kaede had just provided the perfect distraction for him to slip away for the next part of his plans. Inuyasha’s ears and eyebrows both twitched in rapid tempo like they were attempting to take flight and flutter away. Damn, he had really, no seriously, misjudged the old woman!! With a silent ‘thank you’, he was gone in a blink of an eye.




Once Inuyasha scooped the heavy jar of honey, he raced off to the area in his forest where the special silk weaving Spider Youkai lived. He soon caught their scent and homed in on them. He sped up as much as he could, while carefully balancing the heavy jar so nothing would drip out.

Breaking into a flower-covered, mostly opened area, he spotted the spider youkai he had been searching for. In a close grouping, against a close clump of trees, were the peaceful Silk-Weavers’ spider youkai - about ten or twelve of them. He shuddered slightly, thinking about previous spider youkai that he had experiences with; yes, these spiders were peaceful, but if threatened, they had a very potent venom and exceptionally sticky silk.

These youkai all looked female in appearance, their voices a soft melodious tone, that could be easily mistaken for either male or female at times. Their large abdomens were resting against either ground or tree. From the abdomen’s, came roots that secured them to the surface and/or trees without doing any damage to the trees. Their forms besides their abdomens were mostly humanoid in appearance. With two legs and three pairs of arms, what made a difference, was the fact these human-looking arms were very, very long and had several segmented joints, and instead of fingers, they had hooked claws in groupings of four. Their arms moved in a continuous synchronized movement while creating and weaving the silk.

They had long, flowing pale coloured hair that resembled more the silk they spun, than actual hair. They had four small pupil-less eyes in place of the usual two, the irises just as pale coloured as their hair. Their mouths were slightly wider than normal, bearing four sets of elongated fangs that rested just at the bottom of their full lips. They all bore the same markings in bright colours about their arms and faces. Their Kimono’s all had no sleeves and ended above their ‘knee’ joints. They didn’t appear to be very strong with their slender limbs, but they were incredibly strong.



Inuyasha watched them quietly, sensing that it would be better if they acknowledged him first, instead of him interrupting them. They continued weaving as one, while they reached out to pluck a handful of flowers carefully, and brought it to their mouths to eat – also as one. Inuyasha waited with remarkable patience for them to acknowledge him.

Then they collectively stopped what they were doing and looked at Inuyasha.

“So, we have a young pup here, do we?” They spoke as one softly.

Inuyasha, after placing the jar of honey on the ground next to him, bowed deeply to them all semblance of the brash, quick-tempered and ill-mannered hanyou was gone leaving in its place was every inch the refined young demon Lord he was since his birth and while still in the bow, he spoke respectfully to them. “This Inuyasha, second son of the great Inu no Tashio, has come with a request of you. This Inuyasha, also wishes to give you an offering of honey, to show my request is true and that I, Inuyasha wish you no harm.”

Thank the kami that none of his pack was around, nor was his stuck up brother, and his followers to hear him speak like this. For them to see that he was in fact refined and well mannered in the ways of royal courts. Then again, it might have been okay with his brother, since he was friendlier towards him when he got that sword out of his ass . . . err arm. . . Yes Inuyasha could speak formally, he could even read and write. After all, he was the son of the late Lady Izayoi, and she was a Hime before her death.

They seemed to pause and think about his words before as one, they spoke again, “Come closer to us, young pup, and speak to us of your request. We have heard of you before, young pup, and we have spoken with your father while he was still alive. We are intrigued, and haven’t had many a visitor in aeons.”

Inuyasha picked up the jar and walked closer in a steady assured gait, until he was within their striking distance. There he placed the jar down again, and resting one hand on the lip to keep it from possibly tipping, he made his request.

“This Inuyasha has come to ask of you for some of your special sewing silk. This Inuyasha is making . . . a present . . . for his Alpha Bitch, as she has troubles sleeping at night. She is an amazing, kind hearted and loving woman, who never thinks of herself, and puts the needs of others before her. Lately, our enemy has caused her to suffer nightmares . . . and tears that this Inuyasha will avenge. Her powers . . . have been sealed and she feels . . . unworthy.”

“You speak so highly of this female. Is she worth it? What would you do, young pup, for this female of yours, we wish to know,” They spoke again.

“This Inuyasha would let his greatest embarrassment be known to others to make her happy. Anything in this Inuyasha’s power to keep her safe and happy would be worth the cost.”

“We wish to know what this present is. If it is worthy of us, we shall allow it and accept your offer.”

Inuyasha began to blush darkly at the idea of telling another about him sewing a doll for Kagome, but soon pulled himself up straighter and taller. Kagome was worth anything and told them, “A doll. This Inuyasha is sewing a doll that resembles himself, to keep Kagome’s nightmares away, and to see her smile at me.”

The spider youkai all tilted their heads to one side and thought about it. “Young pup, we have heard you, and now we shall decide if you shall receive our silk.”

Inuyasha bowed again and accepted their decision, and waited while the spiders murmured in one collective voice. It only took a couple of minutes before they spoke again.

“Young pup; we have accepted your request and your offering. It will take but a moment or two for us to make your sewing silk. We like you, young pup. You have much honour in you and we miss this. You are so different from the tales we have heard about you. You may wait here if you like.”

Inuyasha nodded and smiled before he bowed again to them. He settled himself down beside the jar and waited.

The spider youkai worked swiftly and flawlessly to create yards and yards of silks. One arm would be stretched up to hold the silk as it was produced, before clipping it off and collecting more. The other two arms would twist and spin the silk into a strong thread. The final arm and hand would gather the silk thread into skeins to lay by their feet. Their limbs moved so quickly, it was a blur of motion. The only sign of the end resulting produce was the skeins upon the ground. Then they stopped and reached down to pick up four of the skeins from the pile. Fitting two skeins in between two claws of two arms, they began to weave the silk from the skeins together to create a much stronger thread.

As they had promised, it only took them a couple of hours to finish making the silk thread for Inuyasha. They placed the couple dozen skeins on the ground before Inuyasha, and smiled softly at him.

“Your female, young pup, we hope understands what kind of male you are. And we hope she is worthy of you. Take your silk, young pup and make her happy.”

“This Inuyasha cannot thank you enough for your willingness to make me this silk, and to give it to me. Thank you. And it is the reverse. . . I only can hope I am worthy of her.” Inuyasha bowed again then straightening, he picked up the jar of honey and moved it even closer to the spider youkai for their convenience. He bowed again and picked up the silk thread skeins.

Inuyasha, grinning from ear to ear, clutched his skeins of freshly made silk thread, and thanked the silk weaving spider youkai several times. His luck and joy knew no bounds as he carefully slipped the skeins into his haori, and he yipped a few times before he raced off on all fours - his butt wriggling as he tried to wag the non-existent tail while heading back to Kaede and the fabrics while visions of Inu Dolls danced in his head.

“Be sure to let the skeins of silk a few hours to dry before you use them, young pup as they are still more spider silk than sewing silk,” the colony of spider youkai called out in their single voice. Then as a whole, they shook their collective heads noticing the cavorting Inu-hanyou, as he bounced and leapt towards his destination, without even hear their words. Oh well, maybe he would figure it out that the silk needed a few hours to completely transform to what he needed, otherwise it would be very sticky, and most likely make a bit of a tangling mess. . .

“Come, let’s make him some more silk. The young pup will need it. This female of his must be something very special and other-worldly for him to be this way. We remember when he was such a rough and unpleasant pup. Yes, she must be something very special,” the spiders again spoke as a single unit, as they moved like one being to make more silk with their two pairs of arms, while one leg would search the thickened web behind each of them until finding what they wanted. They pulled out a sake cup carefully and securely grasped in the clawed hooks at the end of the leg, and as one, dipped the sake cup into the jar of honey. Then taking the cup to their fangs, they sipped the honey and sighed contentedly.




Much later on, the forest was filled with the usual noises of nature going about its daily routine, with the exception of claws and arms clicking together as the spiders wove more of their silk for their delightful visitor (and hopefully), returning customer, and their accompanying sighs of happiness as they sipped their honey.





Inuyasha was overjoyed. For the first time in his rough and oft time’s cruel life, things were looking up and going his way. He was treated with respect, spoken to like a person of equal standing, and Kagome would be kissing him soon again! He couldn’t hold it back anymore, and so he gave into his inner dog stopping to chase his “tail”, but then yipped and raced back and forth, burning off the excited energies within him. He did a few back flips in the air, snapping his jaws at a passing butterfly or other insect that happened to cross overhead Inuyasha’s line of sight. He whined cutely, and rolled over onto his back and started to wriggle from one side, his head moving to come close to his knees on each side, with his arms tucked in close to his body and hands folded in close to his chest in a “begging” pose.

Once he got all that excited energy (and damnable “cuteness” as Kagome would have said if she saw it. . . which she will never, ever will) out of his system, Inuyasha sat back on his heels, hands firmly planted on the ground, panting with his tongue peeking out from the side of his mouth, pondering his next step.

A nosy fly came over to inspect a silky furred ear - bothering Inuyasha’s thoughts with its annoying, droning noise and tickling feet. Without thinking, Inuyasha brought his foot up to his ear by going over his shoulder, then dipping it down, and scratched vigorously at the tickle on his ear, effectively getting rid of the fly.


End Notes:
Thanks to Ayamegusa for the help fixing it!

In the next chapter, Inuyasha makes his first attempt.
The Snowman Incident Part One by Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Author's Notes:
I revised and did some editing to the first part. Hopefully made it better.

The Snowman Incident

By Inu Hanyou Nikkie


Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi. I am only using them for pure entertainment value. ***I do not own Parson Brown from Walking in a Winter Wonderland.

A/N: *6000 Yen = $56.21 in CDN, $55.15 in US.

**I have a piccie of this hat from the great Artist Sakuban.


The Snowman Incident



It was a few days later that Kagome had finally ceased her silent treatment of Inuyasha and began to speak to him again. Inuyasha for his part was very, no, incredibly embarrassed and thankfully it was only Kagome who was sole witness to his disgraceful moment. It had started off so perfectly and Inuyasha had been building up his courage to finally tell his futuristic Miko, Kagome just how much he loved her and wanted to be by her side for the rest of their lives.

Currently the miserable and very chastised Inu hanyou was sitting on the floor at the bottom of Kagome’s bed being a perfect little puppy (as the Higurashi women referred to him when he was silent and keeping out of trouble) while Kagome worked on some school work that was due after the Christmas and New Year break. His ears twitched to the sounds of the pencil scratching softly on the paper and Kagome’s sighs and low grumbling about not understanding this or that problem.

He was still reeling about the punishment he received from Kagome from That Night. She had grasped him firmly by the back of his neck applied slight pressure and Growled!! at him after the deed was done. He immediately went limp and completely submissive, whimpering his apologies to the Alpha Bitch. Inuyasha didn’t even register Kagome’s embarrassed ranting as he was still reeling from instinctively submitting to Kagome and how the seven Hells did she know what the fuck to do to get him to submit?!



Several Days Earlier. . .


A cutely embarrassed Inu hanyou, with pink cheeks all aglow, came through Kagome’s window one early evening, his ears slightly drooped and turned back. He wasn’t too sure how Kagome was going to react to his request and he really didn’t want to be faced with the rejection or the laughter at his expense by her. His Kagome was so very kind hearted that maybe, just maybe, she would accept out of pity. Inuyasha didn’t want to even think about that!

He wanted to take this time to tell her just how important she is in his scarred and brutal life. He hoped he was prepared for her rejection and if she did reject him he would remain with her until she no longer wanted him then he would disappear. But if he was thinking correctly and if he understood those damnable conflicting signals he got from Kagome. . . she wanted him as more than a travel companion, maybe even more than a friend? . . .

Possibly as. . . a lover, a mate and husband? . . .

Someone to have a family, a REAL family with. . .

Someone who wouldn’t hate or be sick from the idea of carrying and birthing his pups? Who would willingly do this?

. . .

. . . Or was those signals he got all wrong. Fuck, he couldn’t tell with her lot of the time. She do or say one thing then turn around and do or say the complete opposite!! Kagome was so damn confusing!! Why can’t that damn wench just for a first time be straight with him??

Grrrr. . .

Inuyasha shook his head when he realized he was very much growling outloud and not just in his head and Kagome was standing, looking rather shocked, in her doorway having just seconds ago came to her room as Inuyasha growled.

Inuyasha blushed brightly and turned his head while muttering loudly that he was thinking about Naraku and that was why he growled. If it’s one thing Inuyasha learned it was to say something quickly when Kagome had the “Osuwari” look building in her face.

Kagome’s rising ire vanished at Inuyasha’s muttered words and she slumped against the doorframe wearily. “I know, Inuyasha. He is really giving us all a very hard time with his Whack-a-Mole routine. I think it’s because he knows his time is up and that you are going to get him. I know it!”



Thank goodness, Kagome had explained the Whack-a-Mole game to Inuyasha quite a while back when she dragged the hanyou turned human to an arcade during one moonless night to play some relaxing games. Kagome thought it would be a great way for Inuyasha to relieve some stress and sharpen his senses more at the same time. She didn’t know that he would become very fond of that game after she sweetly told him to pretend those moles were Naraku, Kouga and Sesshoumaru.

That did it for Inuyasha and he spent several rounds at it with sadistic glee pounding the hapless plastic rodents until he was clobbering the evil things every single time they popped up before they finally moved onto other games. As they left the arcade that night to head back to her home Inuyasha boyishly asked if they could come back and play that game often. Kagome nodded her head and laughed joyously exclaiming whenever he wanted to!



Inuyasha turned back to Kagome and his gaze softened she really was an angel sent from the heavens to him at his darkest time to give the reason to go on. “Ka – Kagome. . . ? Can – can we go. . . and do something together in your time?” He blurted out haltingly before he could stop himself.

Kagome’s sapphire-blue/smoky-quartz grey eyes opened wide and her pink lipped mouth dropped open upon his request. Never in the years that they knew each other had Inuyasha once ever made a request like this! She was beside herself with joy. And from the bright red of Inuyasha’s face it was something he wanted to keep secret. Kagome smiled gently and nodded her head as she straightened up. Walking to the blustering blushing yet so cute hanyou, Kagome stood before Inuyasha and answered him back, “I would love to.”

She reached out with her hand to Inuyasha and he looking first at her hand then into her eyes to see the truth of the words and not scenting any deceit he hesitatingly took her hand. Barely grasping it for fear of hurting her, he was surprised again at the softness and smallness of her hand compared to his own rough, larger warriors’ hand. He was startled when Kagome gripped his hand more firmly and smiled that wonderful, special smile of hers and led him willingly from her room to the kitchen.



As they entered the kitchen, Kagome was pleased to see her guess was correct her mother was sitting at the table enjoying a cup of green tea as she flipped through a rather suspicious looking magazine that looked a lot like. . . a BABY magazine!! Kagome must have made some odd noise upon realization that it was really meant for her because her mother with the speed of a seasoned ninja, whipped that magazine from sight and beamed up at her daughter without even breaking into a sweat.

Inuyasha who was quietly blushing behind Kagome missed the tell-tale magazine when he shuffled his feet. He was mentally going through the different ways he can confess his love for her but first he needed that thing she kept speaking about that “mood” thing. Maybe if there is a nice spot with a nice view he can tell her. Kagome would like that. . . and he drifted off into a little daydream.

Kagome wanted nothing more than to erase that image of her mother and the Baby magazine and getting out of the house had even more meaning. “Mama? Inuyasha and I would like to go for a walk in the park. Mind if we go out?”

Mrs. Higurashi smiled winningly and gave her consent while telling them if they wanted to eat out as well to go ahead as she went into her purse and pulled out 6000.00 yen*. She was really hoping this would be the moment where her daughter and, hopefully future son-in-law, Inu hanyou will finally confess their feelings to each other. How much longer must she wait for Inu-eared grandchildren to dote on and spoil rotten, hype up on sugar then the evil pleasure of handing the sugar-loaded kids back to Kagome.

Kagome accepted the money and tugged the daydreaming Inuyasha into the genkan where she put her winter boots on. She gave Inuyasha (who was now more alert) his shoes to put on, they had found a pair and style that he approved of and they bought three pairs of them, which he did with a soft growl. How he hated those damn ‘shuu-laces’ things. Stupid things didn’t cooperate with his claws. Inuyasha then surprised Kagome by helping her into her winter jacket. Kagome blushed the softest shade of pink and quietly thanked him letting her hand linger on his for a moment.

Kagome let her mother know where they were heading to – a park that was not too far away - and the general time they would be back. She was about the open the door so they could go for their outing when Mrs. Higurashi stopped them. She came towards them holding something colourful and soft in her hands.

“Here you are Inuyasha, I made this myself for you so wouldn’t need to wear the ball cap during the wintertime. I would be so happy if you wore it. . . Please. . .”

Inuyasha couldn’t say no to her after that. Especially since she went through the trouble to make something for him, he took the hat and put it on marvelling at the softness against his ears giving them room to move without being noticed by others. As much as he hated letting people know of any weaknesses he may have - the cold of winter upon his ears can hurt, giving him headaches and ear-aches at times. He blushed as he said thank you to Mrs. Higurashi.

“Now off you two go and have some fun while you are out, okay. Oh and Kagome, I think you should visit that new restaurant that is close to the park,” Mrs. Higurashi stated with a knowing wink. Kagome flushed the same colour as Inuyasha’s blush as they left the house.



Once they had been walking for a few minutes Kagome decided to ask Inuyasha if he was hungry and would like to go have a bite at that restaurant that Mama suggested. He nodded his head and said yes. Kagome then led them towards the park and the restaurant. Inuyasha managed to nudge Kagome’s hand several times while appearing not to be doing anything before Kagome smiling widely took his hand in hers and squeezed gently. Inuyasha smiled softly and squeezed back. Yes, it may be tonight that he would get to tell her finally.



They arrived at the restaurant and Kagome was taken aback. The restaurant was one that specializes in the making home-made Ramen dishes. Inuyasha was in heaven! Ramen Heaven! She couldn’t help herself as she laughed happily at Inuyasha’s shining face and child-like joy. To Inuyasha this was like a child being in a toy store and told to have fun. Many other restaurant diners had their hats on still so Inuyasha was safe to keep his hat on as well. However, he did look hard for several long minutes at the group of diners who all wore hats with different types of animal ears attached to them.

The menu gave another delightful surprise. The prices were all very reasonable. It was advertising a Ramen all you can eat special on Thursdays so Kagome checked her watch and saw that today was indeed Thursday. Kagome looked up at Inuyasha who was frowning slightly at his menu. She had an instant worry that Inuyasha may have troubles reading it when he suddenly asked, “Kagome? What is a Th-eurr-iz-day?”

“It’s the way we tell the days apart in this time. Thursday is what we call this day and this night,” she answered him quietly to keep their privacy. She gave him the names of the other days of the week as well. The look on his face as he took in and processed this new information was worth her mother’s embarrassing push for them to dine out as a couple.

Their dinner went surprisingly well. Inuyasha displayed dining manners that were surprising but Kagome should have figured it out. His mother had been a princess after all and she would have taught her son everything she possibly could before she passed away. Inuyasha also showed great restraint in the all you can eat ramen by just having four bowls before he said he was full. Kagome, herself, was surprised that she put away two bowls of the delicious Ramen. While they ate, they talked easily about their friends back home, about Kagome’s tests, and her life here and what they may believe to be the place of the final battle. Kagome was feeling it would be where the Shikon was created and Inuyasha felt because of Naraku and his sick obsession with Kikyou it would be by Kaede’s village.

After they finished their meals, Kagome paid their bill -leaving a generous tip- and complimented the restaurant cooks on their fine restaurant and stated that they would regular customers from now on. They left the restaurant and Inuyasha suggested they head to the Park for the rest of their outing. Kagome sighed happily and agreed. As they walked to the park Inuyasha asked Kagome to help him learn about her money in her time, you know, in case he wanted to take her out to dinner sometimes. Kagome nodded her head and explained it to him while showing him the different types of money that modern Japan now used. Inuyasha took it all in and carefully stored it all away for future reference.




They walked with their hands tenderly clasped together in easy silence. The pace was relaxed and unhurried as they headed for their destination – a large park that had a thick forest area, a fairly good size lake that now doubled as a skating rink, a playground section for small children and several joyful fountains - some of which were heated so remained active during the winter months.

Kagome moved her body in more towards Inuyasha’s body as they walked and he started slightly while a cheery dusting of pink covered his cheeks and bridge of his nose. His ears twitching under the warm and knitted hat with ‘ear-flaps’. Seems that Mama Higurashi was a master knitter and seamstress. She had knitted the hat with this soft fuzzy yarn then lined it with a soft fleece so it wouldn’t make his ears itchy from the wool. It was mostly a warm orange colour with a soft cream matching his winter yukata closely thick bands one above the ear flaps and the other near the top where a big cheery pom-pom adorned the crescent. Between those cream bands were a golden stripe that matched his eyes to perfection, a crimson stripe that matched his haori and hamaka and a final stripe of emerald green that matched Kagome’s school uniform skirt and cuffs.**

Kagome freed her hand and lifted his arm to slip under and wrap around her waist before she wrapped her newly freed arm about his waist giving him a quick hug before sighing contentedly. Inuyasha’s blush darkened but he didn’t move to take his arm away or to move away from Kagome as she rested some of her weight into him. In fact, he leaned into her body as well.

Inuyasha was shocked with pleasure! He couldn’t believe his luck that Kagome wanted to be so close to him, to be held by him and in her time too! He did have a fleeting moment of hurt and rejection when Kagome let go of his hand but his heart stopped from love when she wrapped his arm about her so intimately like she did! It had just started beating again when Kagome caused it to stop and his breath to catch when Kagome slipped her arm about his waist gave a quick hug and sigh happily then to lean into him.

They walked into the Park together looking for all the world like any other couple in love and enjoying a walk together in this time of Peace and joy. They walked over to the fountains and watched a few of the ones that were on display – still with arms about each other. Occasionally Kagome or Inuyasha would briefly tighten their grip in a small hug and sigh in joy when it was returned back.

As they moved along deeper into the park, Kagome looked up at Inuyasha and before the sparkling display of a particularly beautiful fountain; she reached up gripping his forelocks gently. She used his forelocks to lowered his surprised face to hers and captured his slightly chilled lips with her own. There they shared their first kiss, letting all their pent up and barred love burst forth into the other.

Each pressing lips gently, sweetly so uncertain yet so perfect. This first kiss was everything that sappy Romance novels couldn’t even have a hope of describing or ever capturing. Kagome’s mind had a fleeting thought that there was only one book that she had come across that could even come close to describing this kiss and that was The Princess Bride by William Goldman.

Kagome pulled back slowly her lips a rosy pink and slightly swollen to look into her hanyou’s molten golden eyes. She took in his own softly swollen and soft-red tinted lips and smiled the smile of pure love. His eyes speaking in the language of the heart and in the language of love to Kagome’s heart and she knew, knew without any doubts or hesitations that Inuyasha loves her. She knew that Inuyasha was not a man who could speak his emotions freely or with ease so she knew he may never be able to say those three words that every woman in the world longed to hear spoken to them by the one who loves them.

She whispered her heart to him, “I love you, Inuyasha.”

And she was sent to heaven, her heart painfully full of love and hope, when he answered her back, “I love you too, Ka-Go-Me.”

He loves her. . . Her - Kagome.

Not Kagome - the ‘Reincarnation of Kikyou’ or ‘Kikyou’s copy’, or even ‘The Replacement’ because Kikyou is gone now for real this time.

Not the ‘Back-up Consolation Prize’. . . but Ka. Go. Me.

KA.GO.ME!!!

Like when she first met Inuyasha and clarified just who she was to him as he was trapped by Kikyou’s sealing arrow on the Goshinboku.

Kagome didn’t think her love for Inuyasha could deepen even more than it already was in her very being but he went and showed her she was wrong. It only deepened and strengthened within her. She opened her mouth to say more but Inuyasha wasn’t finished.

“I love you Kagome so fucking much that I can’t breathe when you aren’t around. You strengthen me, empower me and you weaken me. You make me more than I thought I could ever be. With you, I am Complete. Wherever you are, I always have a home. A home, Kagome! Something I haven’t had since my mother died! Something I thought I forgot existed for someone like me.

“I know I am nothing. I have nothing to give you but my sword and my fire-rat and a hollow title but if you’ll have me Kagome I’ll give you everything I can. . . even the stars.” And as he finished his speech he lowered his head back down to Kagome’s face and sealed her lips with his own again. If she rejected him now he wanted to have the sweet memory of her kiss burned into his mind. He let the kiss continue soft and sweet, tender and tremulous before they both needed to go back to the reality that air is a definite necessity.

“I love you, Kagome.” Kagome’s eyes quickly filled with tears and she leapt up into Inuyasha’s arms wrapping her arms about his neck and her legs about his waist becoming the human version of velcro. Inuyasha had stiffened for a moment until Kagome’s mumblings reached his ears, “I love you too, Inuyasha.” He whooped with joy and gripped Kagome’s waist raising her high above his head.

“Say it again, Kagome!” He laughed.

“I love you Inuyasha!” Kagome replied smiling.

“Louder!” He encouraged.

“I LOVE you, Inuyasha!!” She happily answered his request.

“LOUDER!!” He asked again much louder not caring in the least who heard.

Throwing her head back, Kagome stretched her arms out straight from her body to the sides and shouted as loudly as she could, “I LOVE YOU INUYASHA!!! ” to the whole of the park before she looked down at Inuyasha and drew her arms to his hat covered head and cupped his face. “I love you so much, My Inuyasha,” she spoke softly knowing he would hear it.

“I love you so much as well. . . My Kagome,” He replied and slowly lowered Kagome down to his face so he could first rub his nose against hers, then press a sweet kiss to the tip and then captured her lips again in a kiss.

The Snowman Incident Part Two by Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Author's Notes:
And now the reason why Kagome is so mad and punished him. And why Inuyasha is mad at me. Next to come How Kagome learned the technique.
The Snowman Incident Part Two

Kagome was in the highest heavens with every confession from her hanyou’s mouth and when he did those cute kisses before finally taking her lips in another kiss. She would have cooed if given the chance. Wanting more, she let her tongue slip out to softly lick at his lips.

Inuyasha pulled back the confused surprise showing on his face. “What was that you did?”

Kagome blushed and stammered to explain it without explaining it.

“C-can. . . can. . . you do that again?”

Kagome nodded and they moved in for another kiss, Kagome again letting her tongue slide out from between her lips to lick at Inuyasha’s – tasting him more than she did the first time. Inuyasha gave all appearance of enjoying it as he soon followed suit and let his tongue hesitatingly slip out to lick at Kagome’s lips. How they managed NOT to touch the other’s tongue was a mystery never to be solved but soon enough they touch tongues and fireworks sparked through both Inuyasha’s and Kagome’s bodies. They pulled apart again and Inuyasha, in awe, lowered Kagome back down onto her feet.

“What was. . . what was that we just did?” He inquired innocently.

“That. . . that was the start of what is called French kissing. . .” Kagome mumbled blushing fiercely.

“That was. . . nice. . . Do you. . . know more. . . of this ‘Free-wench’ kissing?” He asked blushing.

Kagome nodded her head mentally giggling at his pronunciation. “I’ve heard about it and read about it but you are the only one I wanted to do this with. . . Just follow what I do. . . Do what feels. . . natural.”


They came together again in a kiss and this time Inuyasha was the one to lick Kagome’s lips. She opened her mouth and let her tongue slip out to caress his again. She curled it about his tongue in an attempt to draw his tongue into her mouth. It took a few tries but he soon got the idea and followed Kagome’s tongue into her mouth. There he discovered sensations so very new and so incredibly deep and intimate it shocked him to the core. Their tongues stroked and soothed together as they deepened the kiss.

Inuyasha felt the need to be even closer to Kagome than ever, he pulled her in closer to his body moulding her against his firm body feeling all her curves. He let one hand travel up into Kagome thick mane of midnight onyx kissed hair and gather a handful to intensify his kiss while his other hand went to the middle of Kagome’s back to press her deeper into himself.

He was almost scared he had gone too far until he heard Kagome whimpering her pleasure in the back of her throat at his ministrations. Encouraged he began to be more confident in his kiss and his tongue strokes stronger whilst keeping the tenderness. It seemed to encourage Kagome as she wrapped her arms about his neck and stroked his hair. She gave a whine as he pulled back to let her breathe both of them panting.

Inuyasha’s chest swelled with masculine pride as he took in her now thoroughly kissed swollen red lips. Her beautiful eyes darkened to a stormy grey with desire and love that HE put there. The pleading whimpers of Kagome for HIS kisses, HIS attentions.

Kagome looked dazedly up into the molten gold of Inuyasha’s eyes, his pupils expanded to take in the sight before him in its fullest. His ears had they been freed would be pricked almost straining towards Kagome to capture every nuance of her sounds. His lips kissed puffy letting the glistening sharp tips of his fangs poke out. He looked positively feral and wild and so predatory intense that he was every inch the demon that he was sired from.

She had nothing to fear as this demon was all hers. . . all this instinctive hunting prey mode was for HER attentions, HER kisses, HER love. She sighed closing her eyes and leaned into him strong chest. She wanted to giggle some when she felt the obvious stirrings of Inuyasha’s affections below the waist as it began to make itself known to her and silently beg for her attentions as well. Instead, she let herself have this selfish moment. SHE caused him to harden up, not Kikyou. . . her!

From what Kagome knew about her beloved hanyou, he would be super body shy and easily spooked when it would come time for that part of the relationship. She mentally rolled her eyes as she pictured herself in some sexy, lack of clothing outfit at the bottom of the Goshinboku looking up and trying to coax the skitterish Inu hanyou out of the highest branches and explaining to him that it was alright and nothing bad was going to happen to either of them. In fact, she could picture this taking more than a week to do.

She was shaken from her thoughts when Inuyasha abruptly let her go and spun away from her. Confused she reached out to him. “Inuyasha? What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

Inuyasha pulled away, ears plastered against his head and shook his head violently, his hair whipping about but he refused to answer her. Kagome cocked her head to the side in a very canine manner of puzzlement. What was wrong with him? Was he upset. . .? Did she do something to make him act like this? She reached out for him again this latching onto his shoulder and holding on.

“Inuyasha, please tell me what’s wrong? Did I. . . did I offend you somehow?” she asked in a small hurt voice.

That got a response. Inuyasha turned back to Kagome nearly making her lose her balance with his quickness but he steadied her. Kagome could see his face was the same colour as his clothing, even his sweet ears were a vivid red colour on the insides as they lifted up from his head.

“Not you. You didn’t do anything wrong. . . it was. . . It was. . .”

“It’s okay Inuyasha you can tell me. I won’t get upset or laugh.”

“. . . It’s. . . It’s. . . It’s doing it again. . .” he nearly moaned in distress, ears again plastered against his head as he pointed downwards towards his pelvis. His eyes looking now haunted instead of heated.

Kagome followed his finger with her eyes and saw what he was referring to.

Inuyasha. . . the bravest hanyou to ever walk and lived. Inuyasha. . . the one who never backed down in any battle or obstacle. Inuyasha. . . the brash, rude and larger than life Inu hanyou. . . was undone by his body’s natural response to the woman he loved.

He was becoming unglued over an erection.

Kagome simply smiled softly at Inuyasha and took his hand in hers and told him it was alright and this was natural. Kagome also revised her previous love-making thoughts to include the upcoming stressful teachings of Inuyasha and Sexual Education. Thank goodness, they gave out so much literature on the subject in her classes. She is going to need them all.

She told him that she can answer his questions and concerns about why his body does this later on in her room if he wanted her to. While keeping in mind maybe the best way would be live presentation and examination, of course all this would be in the name of educating Inuyasha and not because she wanted to see her hanyou naked. Nope not that at all. And if he wasn’t comfortable with speaking with her then her mother could help him out after all Mama will have the same talk with Souta in a few years time and it wouldn’t bother her at all.

He looked so relieved that Kagome or her mother could talk to him about his body. There was no way in the seven hells would he ever talk about something this personal to that fucking lecherous monk. . . Miroku would only twist it into something disgusting, something sick and diseased while making sure to add those sharp verbal spears to twist into Inuyasha’s heart, because he didn’t know any better, that would make him feel even worse about himself than he already does. Sesshoumaru wasn’t one to do anything to help him understand his body other than the fact he was nothing but a lowly hanyou. A blight on his and their father’s blood. Myouga, that coward, would be running away every second that he could or dance around what he needed to know leaving him more confused than he first started. Villages weren’t accommodating of orphaned hanyou or youkai and in teaching them anything but the fact they needed to die as slowly and as painfully as possible. Therefore, Inuyasha grew up not knowing about his body and sexuality.

Inuyasha nodded his head shyly and mumbled he wouldn’t mind it if she or her mother explained it to him and then he asked if it was a really natural response his body was having and it wasn’t his demon possessing him. . . Kagome took his arm and gave it a hug before she went and hugged him around the chest.

“Yes, Inuyasha it’s perfectly natural to have these reactions. My body has it’s own reactions too. . .” she assured in a positive tone while silently adding, ‘I can show you those reactions if you want sometime as well. Damn! I’m getting to be a hentai when it comes to Inuyasha. . .’

She released him from her comforting hug and they made on their way again. As they moved deeper into the winter wonderland of the park, they began to notice the snowmen that were built by previous park visitors.

Some were small and not much more than a big lop sided snowball with two rocks for eyes, other were more intricate and presented.

Kagome noticed a large sign announcing the upcoming annual Build-a-Snowman contest and the snowmen located in that section of the park were the applications to the contest. She smiled and wished she had brought with her the digital camera and memory cards she had gotten for her birthday last year. Maybe Inuyasha will want to come back again soon and they can take lots of pictures. She smiled softer and drifted off into a sweet fantasy of her and Inuyasha cuddled together next to a snowman pretending he was a parson who was going to marry them.***


As Kagome lapsed into her romantic dreams, Inuyasha caught scent of so many interesting smells. He went onto all fours and began tracking each individual scent. Going in wide arcs or into intricate woven trails, he scented and sniffed. He growled at some, whuffled at others and sneezed at those too strong and off. He would go off but always return to Kagome’s side and woof softly at her letting her know he was still close to her.


Then one scent. . . one smell drove him to distraction. It was the scent of another male dog one that was close to the gagging scent of Kouga in its too cockiness and wolfness. He growled ferally low in his throat and diverted nearly all his attention on this scent that made his hackles rise. He followed it and it led over to a particularly well-built snowman. This. . . wolf. . . was overly arrogant to try and lay claim on this territory. He sniffed long and hard at the scent.

Inuyasha snarled at the scent that hovered about the base the snowman. This was where that. . wimpy wolf. . . left his mark. Well, Inuyasha was going to fix that! This territory belonged to the humans and not to some. . . lousy wolf. . .

He snorted loudly and turned so he was sideways to the snowman about an inch or more away. Still on all fours and parallel to the snowman, he reached under to his hakama and without removing any clothing freed himself. He then went back to all fours and lifted his leg closest to the snowman and began to leave HIS mark on the snowman.

That outta teach that wimpy wolf. . .




Kagome came out of her fantasy when she shivered from the lowering temperatures and instinctively looked for Inuyasha. She found him. Boy did she find him.

There was her beloved Inuyasha on all fours. . . no. . . make that all threes with one. . . leg. . . up. . . in. . . the. . . air. . .

. . . and. . .

He can’t be!!!

He couldn’t be!!!

It wasn’t happening!!

He WASN’T doing what she thinks he is doing!!!

This is just her over-active imagination playing tricks on her mind stemming from the great meal, the cold air. . .

Inuyasha was NOT peeing on that snowman!!

But he was. . .

. . . and the snowman showed it. . . the cheery yellow decorated the snowman’s base on one side.



Kagome could feel her blood pressure rise in leaps and bounds! This has to be THE most embarrassing thing Inuyasha has EVER done to date!! She thought her fury could have melted the ice and snow about them it was that hot raging inside of her.

She stormed over to Inuyasha while was preoccupied with territorial marking and using the recently acquired knowledge she gathered from Sesshoumaru in canine discipline and behaviour correction and snapped out her hand firmly gripping the back of Inuyasha’s neck she gave a good squeeze and growled as loudly as she could at him. She reminded herself to thank Sesshoumaru when she saw him next when Inuyasha instinctively and instantly submitted to her punishment. She caught his whimpers of apology and that helped soothe some of her fury.

So she instead began a angry tirade about his behaviour and these snowman are in a competition! How can they show this one now! And oh GODS!!! How can she fix this up!?! Thank GODS that she didn’t see him actually doing the act and what she did see was too much. She looked about as she continued her speech and nearly collapsed with relief. The park was still deserted. Kagome then noticed that Inuyasha was still in the limp submissive position and whimpering his apologies, she sighed and raised a hand to her forehead giving it a quick rub.

“Come on Inuyasha let’s go home,” she told him in a tone that left no argument.



Together they left the park, Kagome still held Inuyasha’s hand after he had collected himself and fixed himself to be presentable and gotten back onto his feet. Kagome was silent in her ire and Inuyasha was silent in his embarrassment. Each had the same thought ‘How could he/I do that?!’ as they made their way home.



And that silence from Kagome lasted for several days. She was still giving him touches and when he needed it cuddling but she didn’t speak. She couldn’t trust herself to not say something that would improve the situation anymore. She figured out the next day that Inuyasha was quite distressed over what he had done and gave him a smile and a hug with a kiss to the cheek and then left her mother to explain why Kagome was silent.

Inuyasha understood after Mrs. Higurashi explained and to be perfectly honest he accepted it. During those days Kagome gave him the silent treatment Inuyasha made certain he was on his very best behaviour and not bothering Kagome as she did her homework. He helped out around the shrine and house doing heavy chores for both Mrs. Higurashi and Jii-chan.


Which now leads them up to this day. . . Inuyasha was ready to ask how Kagome knew about the proper way to punish an Inu after it had done something wrong and why hadn’t Kagome used the rosary like she was so fond of doing. So he waited until Kagome had finished her homework to ask her. His ears still focused on Kagome and her movements.

Finally Kagome sighed putting her books away on her desk and rushed her chair back stretching her arms above her head. Inuyasha’s ears twitched as he now watched Kagome’s movements. He caught her slight wince at the stiff muscles in her neck and shoulders. Maybe he can help get back on her good side if he tried some of that “mah-sage” that he’d seen Mrs. Higurashi do with both Kagome and Jii-chan’s neck and shoulders.

“I’m finished Inuyasha. Thanks for being quiet. Are you hungry? I can make you some Ramen if you like?” she asked her hanyou as she got up.

“Yea, some Ramen would be nice,” Inuyasha answered quietly before he then asked, “Kagome. . .?”

“Yea?” She replied, as she got closer to her hanyou for some much needed snuggle and if all goes well ear time.

“Can. . . Can I ask a question that has been bothering me?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“How did you know how to punish me like that? Like an Alpha of a pack. And why didn’t you use the rosary?”

“I’ll answer the rosary part first and the other question after we get something to eat, okay?”

Inuyasha nodded his head in agreement his ears flicking in attention.

Kagome indicated that she wished to sit next to him so Inuyasha moved a little to let her sit and mold herself into his side. He wrapped his arm about her waist and she took his hand into both of hers caressing with her thumbs. She took a deep breath and began speaking.

“I just feel that I have been too abusive with that rosary. It has become a cruel tool for me to use on you just because you may accidentally do something to irritate me or upset me. I have relied too heavily upon it and I hate it! I hate that rosary! That abuse I’ve put you through. I have called you my best friend and my now my beloved and yet I hurt you by slamming you face first into the dirt. I do nothing to Miroku when he sexually molests me, when he spies on me or makes me feel uncomfortable. I do nothing when Kouga comes around and treats me like I’m some sort of trophy rather a feeling living and thinking being. I do nothing when he man-handles me and spouts those empty words of ‘love’.

I do nothing when Shippou pushes you too far and makes you react instinctive. Or when he deliberately says those nasty things. I let my wounded ego take control of my treatment of you and you always ended up suffering for it. Just because I couldn’t be a grown and mature person about it. So for now on, I’m going to talk to you! I’m going to react to the others the way I should have been when they are upsetting you. I will be more respectful to you and your feelings. . . . Inuyasha. . . I want to remove the beads.”

Inuyasha was floored, completely taken by surprised. In all the reasons that Kagome stopped using the damned beads of subjugation this was not one of them. To have Kagome say outloud what he has kept buried deep within was overwhelming. He had scooped her into his lap and was pressing kisses to her face and lips before he could think or speak. His flood of gratitude showing in his eyes by the high glossy look created when tears gather but are not shed and in his touches the way he trembled and breathed.

Kagome accepted his kisses and knew what she had always suspected was in fact true and she had been undoubtedly cruel with that word. While they shared kisses and caresses Kagome managed to get her hands upon the hated beads and when they pulled back breathing hard from the kisses looked into Inuyasha’s eyes and slowly eased the rosary up and over his head where he took them and his hair to free his long silky silvery waterfall from the beads.

Kagome was surprised at the immediate pulses of youki energies that flowed from Inuyasha as his dampened strengths and powers returned back to normal. The look in his eyes as he felt himself becoming even more whole than before after so long was indescribable and he crashed his lips on hers and quickly demanded entrance into her mouth. Kagome more than willingly let him in and they dueled with each other in heated passion. If this was the type of kiss he issued when freed then maybe he would agree to putting on and taking off the rosary. . . nyah. . . this was just right the way it is now.

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