Mating Season Mishap (fixed)

Still need a beta!!!

Author’s Note: I was kind of half expecting to make this into a series, but I know how annoying it is when authors (like me) take forever to update. I have a solution though! I’ve decided to give every chapter a proper ending so that I’m not obligated to continue and I’m also not leaving anybody hanging. Genius isn’t it??!! I’m not doing it for this chapter though cuz I know there’ll be another part (with smex^^) so expect another chapter. But after that, no more expectations! Begone, vile hope!

I have nothing against Kagome (except that she’s a little annoying and seems to always have her period! But meh, who isn’t?) so I’m not going to do any intentional Kagome bashing. Let it be known that Kagome lovers may not like how I treat her because she will get what she deserves!

This is completely unrelated but… please read my other stories! They’re so very lonely T_T. I’m not going to guilt anyone into it though (it’s a bitch when authors use reviews as leverage ‘give me 10 reviews or I won’t update!’ As Dr Zoidberg would say: bah!). I’ll keep writing regardless, but just know… I’ll be doing it with an upside-down smile : (


Chapter 2

“Hmm…” Inuyasha grumbled as the sun blazing into his eyes pulled him from his sleep.

He shoved his face into the warm armpit that he had been lying on previously in hopes that it would shield him. An arm wrapped around his shoulder and snuggled closer in response, pushing painfully on his brand new mating mark. Inuyasha winced, but did not move any further than that. He delighted in the extreme stinging sensation which served as a reminder of what had happened only hours before.

Kouga could tell that he was hurting his mate, yet he made no move to extricate himself either. As a fellow demon, he understood how much it meant to his submissive to have a physical keepsake, of sorts. In any event, Inuyasha was no stranger to pain. He had dealt with it all his life and Kouga recognized that he felt comfort in it. Now that they had bonded, however, the wolf would make sure that the only pain his puppy ever received would be from his own hand.

Kouga blew his bangs away from his eyes, as he had now lost his hair tie as well as headband somewhere during the second or third time Inuyasha had demanded some ‘attention’. The memory brought a smile to his face and he directed his hand down to the plump bottom that had practically glued itself to his side. He ran it down Inuyasha’s well muscled back, taking a fistful of enticing flesh once he had reached his destination. It was then that the hanyou gave up all efforts of falling asleep and drew upwards slightly to get more of the wonderful touch, which Kouga gladly provided. He looked down at the positively animalistic curve in his mate’s back as he all but begged for more caresses… that’s when he saw it…

“Since when do you have a tail, muttface?” Kouga asked in a calmer manner than would probably be appropriate in a situation such as this one.

“Hmm… what are you talking about?” Inuyasha muttered groggily.

It was obvious that a conversation would be impossible at this point, so Kouga did the only thing he could think of to get Inuyasha’s attention back from dream world. He made a tight fist right around the base of the new appendage.

“A-Ahhh!!” Furry ears flattened and the dog demon immediately orgasmed onto the floor, shooting violently for long moments until he finally stopped shivering and collapsed.

All Kouga could do was stare in awe at the panting body beside him. They had only just started playing, and yet a simple touch to the tail had his mate emptying himself as if he had been holding out for hours! Recovery was quick however and Inuyasha reached behind himself to feel what had made him feel so good. His eyes practically fell out of his skull as he felt the long, velvety fur of his new tail.

He spun onto his feet and turned his head so quickly, Kouga winced at the possibility that he could have broken his neck. Nevertheless, before both their, stretching from the base of Inuyasha’s spine to the middle of his calf was in fact a tail.

“How did this happen?!” he stared pleadingly at the full demon, hoping that his lineage made him knowledgeable about such things.

“Well, my best bet is that your demon finally matured. You can even tell by the markings on your face” Kouga lazily lifted his hand to point towards the river they had bathed in. Inuyasha would know what he was talking about if he just looked at his reflection instead of staring dumbfounded at his body’s new additions.

The pale skinned demon almost leaped to see the changes Kouga spoke of. He gasped when he saw what the other had been talking about. The stripes on his cheeks were still there, and they had become black! All he could think to do was wipe his thumb over them experimentally, to verify that his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him and making him think that the coincidental positioning of dirt on his face were his markings.

“What the fuck, Kouga?!” Inuyasha yelled back, his hand still on his cheek.

“Calm down, Inuyasha! Look, I have them too!” Kouga walked to where the water was aswell, pulling his long black hair to the side to show his own markings, which were not only still there, but they were now white!

The inu stood, his tail twitching behind him in interest as he walked toward his make, his eyes firmly glued on the markings. He stopped when he deemed he was close enough and was pensively silent for a while more until he spoke again.

“You know, those kind of look like bird demon poo” was the result of his cerebration, “…It’s like a sideways skidmark!” that’s when the laughter began and no power in the universe was strong enough to stop it.

Inuyasha was genuinely laughing, the sound coming straight from his stomach as he heaved for breath. His sides began to hurt and he became weak in the knees, but even that wasn’t enough to stop what could not be mistaken as anything other than true happiness. Of course, the object of that laughter disagreed. He, in return, belched out threats and curses but nothing seemed to work. He finally picked Inuyasha up by his necklace, since he had carelessly left his top at the campsite, and that’s when they both realized:

“Kagome!” they said together.


~~~Back at the camp~~~

It was already dark out and Kagome was starting to get severely worried. “He hasn’t come back yet?” Sango asked, seeing how their friend’s untimely departure was affecting her.

“No…” she croaked out as she stroked the fire rat robe she had cleaned earlier. When she realized what she was doing, she threw the robe disgustedly onto the floor; however, she regretted the act immediately and rearranged it into a neatly folded heap.

“Good evening ladies. I assumed you kept yourselves occupied while I was gone” Miroku walked back into camp cheerfully.

This was the first time seeing the women that day because he had left early that morning, before either had woken up. He’d left a note saying that he had urgent matters to attend to before going off towards the village closest to where they had slept that night. He was now exhausted, seeing as it was a two and a half walk to get there, but he had a feeling he wouldn’t get any rest. That is, if the expressions on Kagome and Sango were any indication…

“And where were you monk? Off flirting with some village whores I presume?” Sango snapped out, replacing the hurt she felt in her heart for anger in her eyes.

“Sango, please. I don’t understand what you want from me!” the confused monk tried to defend himself from her accusations, “I do not understand why the pursuit of other women bothers you so much, since you have made it clear many times that you have no interest in me.”

“Oh, come on monk. Don’t flatter yourself. I simply find the way you treat women deplorable!” Sango retorted.

“So…” Miroku said invitingly as he approached the slayer, lifting a dignified eyebrow questioningly “If I were to treat you more kindly, you would-”

“Miroku, stop that” Sango took a few steps back as a blush made its way onto her cheeks. Miroku didn’t take the hint and kept stalking her, like a predator would do to its pray. “Miroku, I beg of you-” He continued forwards. His face was now dangerously close to hers and she started to panic, inadvertently relieving control of her mouth as she spoke the only other protest that came to mind.

“I have no interest in men!” she said in desperation, much louder than she had wanted.

It was then that Kouga and Inuyasha walked past the barrier of trees, interrupting just in time as all thoughts immediately turned to them, as did all eyes. Neither took notice, as Inuyasha went directly for his red top.

“Where have you been! I’ve been so worried!” the priestess yelled, crumpling the edge of her skirt as her hands turned to fists.

“None of your business, woman” he replied apathetically while settling in front of the fire and tucking his hands into his sleeves.

“None of my business?! None of my busi-” Kagome trailed off as Kouga did what looked like the most natural thing in the world.

He sat behind the white haired man, making sure to avoid the tail which seemingly had gone unnoticed by the group, and placed his head on his shoulder while Inuyasha lifted his joint arms to accommodate Kouga’s own around his waist. Inuyasha layed his hands back down on top of the other’s and Kouga snuggled just a little closer, bringing his legs to lay flush on either side of his mate.

“Why are you two sitting like that?” the fox asked. Despite his age, even he noticed that something was amiss. The rest of the group just stood, not knowing how to answer him. They weren’t even sure if they grasped the answer themselves.

“You’ve mated haven’t you?” with that, all eyes were now on Sango, “Come on! You don’t have to be a demon hunter to recognize that behaviour. Put two and two together. What season is this?” she asked deliberately slowly so that Kagome could follow. She never was very quick in matters dealing with this side of the well.

“But… but, you’re always fighting! You can’t just suddenly love eachother!” Kagome reasoned.

“Who said anything about love?” Kouga cut in, his voice surprisingly gentle. “It’s instinct and it seems that nature has picked the inu as my mate” he said as he rubbed his cheek against a presented neck. Inuyasha purred at the gesture.

“And… and Inuyasha, don’t you like me?!” Kagome was getting desperate and she now was gesticulating wildly as she spoke.

“Yeah I liked you, but I never wanted you as my woman. No offence but you’re not really mate material” his eyes were starting to close due to the comfortable position.

“And you, Kouga” she turned and approached the other man who had professed his love for her, “You still want me right? Right?!”

“Hey, you had your chance” he stated tersely.

“But… Inuyasha… you…” she tried to grasp exactly what was going on but there must have been some kind of blockage, and so her anger took over once again “Inuyasha! Sit boy!”

Inuyasha cringed in anticipation, but nothing happened.

Kagome must have been as shocked as he was, but only for a moment until she tried again: “Sit boy” nothing “Sit, sit SIT!!”

Inuyasha’s necklace never reacted. Everyone was now staring at the innocent beaded necklace as it lied limply around the half demon’s neck. Even Kouga, who had been so comfortably placed, began to extricate himself from being glued to Inuyasha’s back in order to get a better look. At that moment, it seemed like the general consensus that if they stared long enough, the beads would activate. Once again, nothing happened.

“Just as I expected” came an old voice.

“Myoga?” Inuyasha acknowledged “What are you doing here?”

The flea settled down on his master’s other shoulder, seeing as Kouga had quickly gotten bored of staring and had replaced his chin to its rightful place. Myoga sat down as gracefully as his little body could manage. He adjusted his clothing and cleared his throat in a very drawn-out way, as if trying to stir up the impatience in his audience. Or at least, what he thought of as his audience.

“It’s a mystery isn’t it, how I always show up right when I’m needed. It’s almost as if all of our actions were dictated by some grand power, a writer of fate if you will and that writer, whose name may or may not be Pontaloon Master just might have inserted me into this little scene out of convenience.” he paused for his question to have an effect. “Oh well, as I was saying. I’m not surprised the slave beads didn’t work”

“They’re called beads of subjugation!” Kagome corrected.

“There is absolutely no difference, my dear” Myoga said dismissively. “Anyway, when you put that necklace on Master Inuyasha, you inherently forced him into a sort of mating, with you being the dominant, of course. When he found a real dominant, though, your more artificial approach to a mating was cancelled out. On a related note, I would love a cup of tea right about now” he directed his smile at Sango.

Because of how far away she was and how small the flea was, Sango didn’t actually see who Myoga was talking to. She did feel the overwhelming tension in the campsite and therefore didn’t wait for anyone else to respond. She put the kettle on with enough water for all of them, but stood firmly between it and the girl from the future in the event that she would do something rash. Kagome did not fail to deliver. In spite of it all, her outburst resembled something more akin to a woeful devastation than any sort of displeasure geared to one person in particular.

“Is… that why you left me?” her voice cracked noticeably. “Both of you? Was I too controlling?”

She didn’t wait for an answer. It was all too much for the 15 year old to take. She couldn’t look at them right now, but she couldn’t make them leave. Her last ounce of pride wouldn’t allow that, so she ran away, using the sleave of her uniform to wipe away the tears that were now falling heavily from her eyes. Each drop weighed a ton, but she didn’t let them slow her down. Even Sango’s pleading voice had no effect. She couldn’t allow it to make her resolve waver. She knew she was a mess and that her feelings were all over the place, so she worked her skinny little legs until she thought the burn in her thighs may ignite.

That’s when she let herself crumble to the floor, like some rag doll that no one wanted to play with anymore. She crawled towards the nearest tree, plopped down again and still she was crying. Her hands were filthy and her eyes were being rubbed raw from all the wiping she had been doing, but she had to do something with her restless arms and legs. Despite her fatigue, she beat down on the dirt floor with all the strength she had managed to store from some place deep in her heart. She wailed, squirmed and gyrated angrily until she was too tired to do even that. When her limbs refused to respond to her, she did the only thing her body allowed her to do. She screamed. She screamed until her lungs ached, her throat was sore and she tasted blood.

She was aware of all the harm she was doing to herself. She felt so guilty! She had never realized all the misery she had caused to the ones she loved most. What she had done was far more heartbreaking and hurtful than what she was now doing to herself.

“Why… Why!” she whispered, as that was the only sound she could now muster, but she knew why and that was why she had to put a distance between herself and the two men she had lost. No, The two men she had driven away. It was her fault, but all wasn’t black and white. She hurt them because she too had been hurt.

She never did it intentionally of course, but she was aware that she had kept them closer to her than strictly necessary. Kagome wanted them to be close to her, as a security blanket. She blinded herself to all the harm she was causing for her own sake. They needed to be with her because she had to have them, so deep was her craving for love.

All she wanted was love…

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A/N: There, that was my sad little attempt at comedy/tragedy… and I do say ‘attempt’!
I watched Wolverine and the Xmen recently and I had heard that Deadpool was going to break the 4th wall at the end (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fourth_wall). When I saw it, I was like, ‘you call that breaking the 4th wall?!’, so I decided to have Myoga to it better!

I tried to avoid the issues which have (in my opinion) been over done. I know the plot is cliché, but I do have my limits! When I say issues, I mean things like:
“But you’re both men”
Or how Inuyasha doesn’t want to be in the relationship and goes through this ‘pity me, my live sucks. I get great sex and my mate is hot as fuck but I don’t want to be the bottom’ stuff.
Or how Inuyasha has to struggle with his feelings for Kagome or the author finds some way to reason out his love for her (“I loved you as a sister” “you’re a replacement for Kikyo”) and all that.
Anyway, I hope I succeeded?