Must Not Chase the Boys

Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha, but imagine all the money I could make charging lust driven girls a fee for touching his ears.

A/N: Since I have you attention I would like to take a quick poll. Would anyone be interested in a Shessy x Kurama fic from Yu Yu Hakusho? Let me know if you have an opinion.

Chapter Three
What’s that smell?

Kagome stared down into the swirling abyss of darkness. The well was her conduit from one world to the next, her escape hatch from whichever place she needed freedom from. Tired of being a little girl? Then jump down the well. Tired of being compared to your long dead rival? Then take a leap of faith.

Maybe she didn’t have a right to be so jealous of Kikyo. It wasn’t like Inuyasha and her were exclusive. Hell, she wouldn’t even call what they had a relationship. They never even kissed. As a matter of fact he has never told her that he loved her or that he wanted to be with her. He was always very upfront about what it was that he needed from her, to find his precious jeweardsards and that was it.

Well maybe she was overeating just a bit, but she knew for certain that she did deserve a certain amount of respect. It wasn’t right that he kept arinaring her abilities to Kikyo’s and if he was so infatuated with the dead priestess then why does he always go crazy when other males are around.

She sighed deeply while raising her eyes to stare up at the ceiling of the well house. With one last fatalistic shrug she hopped into the well bracing herself for whatever sick joke the Gods would play on her that day.

Kagome climbed out of the well unsurprised to find all of her friends gathered around. Shippou launched himself into her arms, instantly bombarding her with the details what she had missed while away. She reached over to hug Sango who smiled in welcome while nodding at Miroku.

Although she knew Inuyasha was behind her she didn’t once turn around to acknowledge him. The hurt she felt at his dismissal of her feelings still stung and she felt slightly nauseas at what was going to happen in the next couple of minutes. He snorted in disgust and was getting ready to bound away from the annoying wench when something foreign assailed his sensitive nose.

He sniffed the air experimentally, letting the scent lead him to Kagome. He stood directly behind her and inhaled deeply. Kagome stiffened knowing exactly what Inuyasha was doing and steeled herself for the fireworks that were sure to come. She reassured herself that she wasn’t doing anything wrong and that Inuyasha deserved some punishment for the way he treated her.

Inuyasha took a big whiff and his eyes widened as he recognized the musk of a masculine gland that surrounded the young girl. It wasn’t a lingering aroma of someone brushing by her but instead she was saturated in it. He felt the steady rise of anger inside of him as he drew his lips back into a snarl.

“Wench, who have you been with?” A possessive voice whispered in his head.

Kagome passed Shippou to Sango who gave her an odd look before she turned to blink innocently up at Inuyasha.

“What are you talking about?” She questioned guilelessly while crowing silently to herself at the success of her plan.

“I can smell some other male all over you bitch.” Inuyasha seethed with fury. How dare she let another male touch her? Didn’t she know she was part of his pack?

She made a show of sniffing herself before glancing back up at him.

“I don’t smell anything Inuyasha.” She folded her hands behind her back, pulling her school blouse taunt across her breasts while rocking forward slightly on her toes.

If Inuyasha wasn’t so mad he would have been distracted by the alluring sight of her blatant femininity, but jealousy drove him on.

“Don’t lie to me. I can smell him all over you.”

“What does it matter if I have some guy’s scent all over me? It’s not a problem is it?” She questioned coyly.

Inuyasha’s ears flipped back as he scowled down at the young girl. Not a problem? It was a huge problem. How dare she go around rubbing up against other males? He realized that she was trying to make some sort of twisted point, but his anger would not let reason take control.

“I do not sit over here wasting my time waiting for you while you are out rolling around in the dirt with some boy. You are supposed to be going to your sko-ol, not mating.” He sneered derisively as he flexed his claws threateningly.

“Whether or not I am mating is really none of your business, now is it Inuyasha? After all we each have our jobs to do don’t we? I find your jewel shards and you make sure that I don’t get eaten, beyond that we are nothing.” She spat the last word distastefully and for the first time since the exchange started Kagome allowed her expression to alter from blissful ignorance to a slightly mocking smirk. The rest of the company watched with rapt fascination and even little Shippou knew better than to interrupt.

Inuyasha began to growl warningly, but the young girl refused to heed the warning as her emotions began to whip out of control. She wanted to press her point home and she did so ruthlessly.

“Poor Inuyasha. Sometimes I feel sorry for you. Not only can you smell everyone who is around you, but also who they were with.” She let the last word linger suggestively between them. Simultaneously Miroku and Sango took a step back from the couple as the air grew thick. Inuyasha eyes narrowed menacingly, but Kagome tossed her head and turned her back on the infuriated hanyou.

“Listen here you stupid bitch…” He snarled furiously, but Kagome interrupted him before he could continue with his rampage. She looked over her shoulder, her perfect bow shaped lips curling into a wicked smirk, as she released her final blow.

“I’m just thankful that my nose isn’t so sensitive. I just can’t stand the smell of clay and grave dirt.”

As her decimating words rolled over the crowd she walked away, while Sango and Miroku sweat dropped. Inuyasha felt his stomach clench as he absorbed her insinuation that he had come back to her more than once smelling of Kikyo.

Anger mixed shock as he tried to understand the blatant hostility that Kagome just displayed towards him. Never before had she been so hurtful, she had always had a quick smile for everyone in the group and never uttered a mean word until today. It was as though something cracked inside of her and he wasn’t sure if he knew how to fix it, much less how to react to her new persona.

From the corner of his eye he saw Sango’s face flush with anger before she hurried after her friend, while Miroku just shook his head sadly before turning to follow.

Inuyasha retreated to the God tree to perch on a thick branch. Anger and betrayal twisted through him like a venomous snake. He knew that every time he chased after Kikyo he hurt Kagome, but why couldn’t she understand that he had a duty to his first love. Kagome was just a little girl, what did you she know of the sanctity of love? She had no right using it against him, like a weapon. Accusing him of committing some sort of moral crime.

So what if he got a little mad that she smelled of someone else? He just wanted to make sure she was safe and unharmed. He knew that young males in first rut couldn’t be trusted. He didn’t want her bawling over some baka boy while they were trying to collect the jewel shards.

Inuyasha viciously shoved down his hint of jealousy he felt while slapping away the nagging, vicious voice that reminded him that Kagome never answered his question as well as the dread that rioted in his stomach at the thought that she may have given herself to another male. A traitorous voice whispered, but it died almost as soon as it was born as the dangerous hanyou had no patience for insubordination especially in his own mind.

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He spread out his purple robes on the sweet grass, making a soft bower for them in the shade of a great tree. He turned to kneel before her, his bare chest glistening in the afternoon sunlight as his hands skimmed up her naked thighs. She braced her small hands on his broad shouldersore ore shoving him away from her.

He sat languidly back onto the robes watching her with glittering eyes filled with lust and want. Slowly, with the seductive skill of a courtesan she unbuttoned her school blouse, letting her fingers linger for long aching moments to caress her newly bared skin before moving to the next pearl. With a shrug of her ivory shoulders her shift fell to a heap at the ground, leaving her dressed in her plain white bra with a single pink rose at the center and her pleated skirt.

He licked his lips as he watched her hands slid down her sides, before coming to rest on the zipper in the hidden seem of her skirt. The sound of the zipper being drawn down seemed impossibly loud in secluded glade that they had made their personal bed chamber. With a wicked smirk on her lips and a twist of her hips the garment fluttered to her feet, revealing a matching pair of cotton panties decorated with an identical rose.

She looked into his twilight hued eyes and her breath caught as he met her stare, his eyes seething with desire. He wet his full lower lip before catching it in his teeth then releasing it slowly. He smiled at her in a manner that suggested all sorts of sinful thoughts that a devout monk should not have.

She stared hypnotized for a moment but she quickly regained her senses. She tossed her head with a slight humph as she turned her back on the perverted Houshi. He growled in disappointment but made no move towards her. She reached up to her shoulder, slowly sliding her pale strap down her arm. She freed both her arms before twisting her arm behind her to unlatch her bra with an expert snap of her fingers.

His fingers fisted in the cloth underneath him as he watched beaubeautiful woman disrobe in front of him. Her raven tresses shrouded the porcelain planes of her back from his view, but the sweet curve of her ass was compensation. He began to pant slightly as she tossed her bra away and her nimble fingers found the waist band of her panties. Deliberately she bent over as she pulled them down her legs, revealing every delicate nuance of her womanhood.

She turned towards him and he reached up to take her in his muscular arms. His desire raraggraggedly inside of him, eating up his reason with every passing moment. Her soft curves pressed against his hard muscles and his skin set on fire. He laid her back onto the robes, fascinated at the contrast of her pale skin against the dark purple cloth. He leaned down to drink from her cherry blossom lips, moaning his pleasure into her mouth. His hands skimmed down her sides before gently kneading at her young breasts.

She arched closer to him, loving the feel of the prayer beads as they rolled against her skin. It was intoxicating to be touched by a holy item in such a sinful manner. She ground her body against his, moaning softly as he began to rain fire drop kisses down her throat.

“Oh Sango.” He muttered against her skin.

“NANI!!”

Everyone turned to stare at the young miko as she glared at Miroku. Quickly Kagome came back to reality as she realized that she had been having a fantasy about the monk as they had been walking down the trail. He stood in front of her know, blinking at her innocently while Sango stood beside her with a confused expression on her face.

Kagome smacked herself on the forehead painfully as she thought about her powerful and extremely moody friend.

The rest of the group watched in awe as the young woman continued to hit herself in the head while muttering, “bad, bad, bad,” over and over again.

“Feh wench, what is your problem?” Asked a thoroughly annoyed hanyou. Since the incident at the well several days ago they had not spoken beyond one word sentences. Kagome was jerked out of her revive at his harsh words and she sweat dropped while trying to think up a good excuse.

“I uh, just remembered the answer to a question on a test that I took the other day. I should have marked A instead of B.” Her face flamed with mortification as she pushed passed the group to continue on down the path. As she brushed by Inuyasha she heard him mutter so quietly that only they would be able to hear the words.

“Oh, that’s not what it smells like.”

Kagome stumbled slightly but she didn’t pause and for the rest of the day she was left wondering about what he meant by that.