Damn Cheeky

Disclaimer: Hell’s bum! I do not own Inu Yasha.

Damn Cheeky by FrustratedPhoenix

Chapter 4: Bummer


Kouga sat in the hot spring and sulked.

Barely an hour ago, the two blithering idiots the wolf prince considered his closest comrades had staggered into the den. Hakkaku had jubilantly waved Kouga’s pelt in the air as Ginta proudly proclaimed their victory in retrieving it from the perverted monk that traveled with Inu Yasha. Amid howls of laughter and lewd comments, Kouga had knocked Hakkaku and Ginta senseless. As he had stepped over their unconscious forms and bent to retrieve his old pelt, a playful wolf cub had snatched it from Kouga’s grasp and raced away with the scrap of fur clenched tightly between her jaws. Rather than further humiliate himself by chasing the mischievous cub, Kouga had opted to randomly punch his laughing pack mates. The tattered remains of his dignity may have fled with the yipping cub, but Kouga would be damned if his pack didn’t give him the respect he deserved as the alpha male. Once order was restored and he had deemed his status as alpha secure, Kouga had stomped into the inky blackness of the night in search of solitude.

Kouga leaned his head against the rocky ledge of the hot spring and closed his eyes. The warm water lapping against his torso soothed his aching muscles but did nothing to ease his foul mood. Slowly, the wolf prince sank below the surface and sought the comforting caress of the heated water. His unbound hair floated around him like a dark curtain as the warmth of the spring enveloped his being. A fleeting image of soft violet eyes roused Kouga from the lulling embrace of the water and he resurfaced.

Wet strands of untamed hair whipped the air as Kouga violently shook his head to clear his eyes of water and his mind of forbidden thoughts. His clawed hands brushed unruly bangs out of his eyes as he leaned his head against a rock to gaze upon the stars.

A twig snapped. Kouga snarled as he rose into a fighting stance. His bared fangs glinted in the moonlight as he growled menacingly. “Show yourself or I’ll get serious.”

Familiar whimpers of cowardice greeted his ears and Kouga rolled his eyes as Hakkaku and Ginta slowly emerged from the surrounding forest. “K-Kouga, it’s just us” stuttered Ginta.

“No shit.” Kouga plopped ungracefully back into the water. “A herd of water buffalo makes less noise than you two morons.” He glared at the two demons standing trembling at the water’s edge. “Well,” he snapped, “What the Hell do you want?”

Hakkaku gulped. “We thought you’d want your pelt back.” Dutifully, he offered his alpha the tattered remains of the fur kilt but hurriedly laid it upon the ground when Kouga’s eyes narrowed into slits.

Ginta hid behind Hakkaku and said, “It took us awhile to get it back. We chased Tohru all over the den before we finally cornered her in the females cave.”

Kouga clenched his jaw as he picked up the shredded scraps of his favorite pelt and gazed at Hakkaku and Ginta in mute fury.

Hakkaku raked a shaking claw through his Mohawk and laughed nervously. “Tohru put up quite a struggle; there’s nothing that cub likes more than a good tug-of-war.”

Ginta peeked over Hakkaku’s shoulder and said, “Old Sakura offered to make you more pelts if you bring her a pile of furs. She said for as much trouble as you get into you’ll need plenty of pelts to cover your ass.”

Kouga flung the torn pelt into the bushes and growled. “Fuck! So, everybody knows. You two just can’t keep your traps shut.”

“Well, they asked” whispered Hakkaku.

“Sakura and the other old hags gossip to anyone who’ll listen” shouted Kouga. “If word gets to the other packs, I won’t be able to show my face at the next tribal meeting.”

“Oh, I don’t think they’ll be interested in your face.” Ginta paled when he realized he had spoken out loud. “S-s-sorry!”

Kouga raised himself half-way out of the hot spring, sighed and sank down until his chin was level with the soothing water. “I must be fucking exhausted if I don’t even have the energy to beat the shit out of those two asses. Maybe if I close my eyes they’ll go away, or get eaten by a bear. Nope, still there.”

“Go away.”

“But, Kouga, we want to make it up to you” said Hakkaku. Ginta nodded in agreement.

Kouga stared at them. “Wonder how high they’d bounce if I tossed them off a cliff? Nah, still don’t have the energy. Damn, I’m getting soft.”

Unconsciously, the two skittish demons each took a tentative step closer to each other as Kouga sneered, “Make it up to me! This has been one of the shittiest, most humiliating days of my life and you think you can make it better.”

For once, Hakkaku and Ginta wisely listened to their instincts and kept quiet as Kouga raged. “My ass was grabbed by a horny holy man…in front of my woman...and my rival.” Kouga emitted a short, bitter bark of laughter. “Hell, Inu Yasha laughed so hard he wet himself.”

Kouga shook his head in disgust. “When I defended my honor by attacking the lecher, I got my ass kicked by the slayer.” Kouga bared a fang. “That bitch can throw a punch. And that cat of hers is just as vicious as she is; the overgrown hairball dropped me into that pond from at least a hundred feet in the air. Then my woman slaps me and tells me I need to calm down…CALM DOWN…ME!”

Enraged, the wolf demon smacked the water with his palm causing a small tidal wave to crash onto the hot spring’s bank and splash his clothes. Kouga glared at the offending pile of soaked clothing then at Hakkaku and Ginta and silently dared them to say something. His friends simply sat down and began wringing water out of his once dry clothes.

Kouga took a deep breath. “The last straw was the damn kit. How dare the little shit transform into five illusions of the monk and try to grope me. It must have been the kitsune brat who tugged my pelt free when I left.” He growled. “I knew I should have let the wolves eat him that time I kidnapped Kagome.”

Ginta and Hakkaku nodded their heads in sympathy.

“Do you know how many human villages I ran past not knowing I was butt naked?” He grimaced. “I stopped for water in one. Now I know what the screaming was about.” Kouga shuddered in horror as he suddenly remembered a wrinkled, old crone covered in warts clutching him and begging him to spare her granddaughter and take her instead.

“Ugh! That memory isn’t going away anytime soon. I can’t take any more. This day has got to end. Maybe I can get someone to knock me out when I reach my den. The sooner I pass out the sooner morning will come.” Kouga dragged himself out of the hot spring and dressed in his damp furs.

The three comrades began walking back to the den. Hakkaku asked, “What are you going to do about the monk?”

Kouga flashed a wicked grin and flexed his claws. “I’m going to help him cure his curse, by ripping off his arm.”

“You can’t,” blurted Ginta. “He’s a close friend of Kagome’s; she’d never forgive you and wouldn’t agree to mate you.”

“My woman will do as I say.”

“Um, actually Kouga,” stammered Hakkaku, “She never did agree to be your woman.” Beads of sweat appeared above Hakkaku’s brow. “And, um, I recall a couple of times when she, uh, said she wasn’t yours.”

“She is mine.” Kouga stared at them, daring them to disagree.

A look of determination passed between Hakkaku and Ginta. They bolstered their courage. This was a conversation their leader and friend needed to discuss.

“Then why did she defend her friend and not your honor?” asked Ginta.

“Because she’s loyal and defends the weak. I obviously don’t need to be protected.”

“She defends Inu Yasha and he doesn’t need protection either” said Hakkaku.

“Kouga, Kagome has done nice things for our pack because she’s a nice person” said Ginta. “We’re her allies, her friends and she cares about us but she doesn’t love us. Her heart belongs to Inu…”

“You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about! She’s mine.”

“Then why haven’t you claimed her?” asked Hakkaku. “If she’s yours then why do you allow her to travel with your rival?”

Kouga refused to answer and silently stalked toward his cave.

“If you really thought she was yours,” said Ginta, “you would have officially claimed her a long time ago. Hell, you would’ve seeded her second or third litter by now.”

Kouga still hadn’t said anything but since they had reached Kouga’s cave without having lost limbs or their ability to breathe, Hakkaku and Ginta knew Kouga would think about what they had said.

Ginta grinned cheekily and said, “Rather than maim the monk, maybe you should take him up on his offer.”

“If not, then you should start wearing longer kilts” suggested Hakkaku. “The monk isn’t the first to admire your short pelts and wearing a more respectable length would remove temptation for wandering hands.”

Kouga swiftly bonked both of the snickering demons on their thick heads and stormed into his cave. The exhausted wolf flopped down on his hay pile and soon fell into a restless sleep.

Kouga dreamt he was drowning in twin pools of violet. He struggled to swim to shore only to be chased by a giant hand once he reached land. No matter how fast he ran he couldn’t outrace it. Each time the hand caught him it would hold him by his tail turning his world upside down. Kouga spotted Kagome in the distance and shouted out to her, begging for help. The miko shot her spirit arrow at the hand and Kouga plummeted to earth. He landed roughly but quickly stood and walked to Kagome. The miko smiled and glowing beads flew from her hands to encircle his neck. She shouted, “Sit!” and he crashed to the ground in bone-crunching agony. Inu Yasha was sprawled on the ground beside him and said, “Welcome to life on a leash.” Kouga howled in anguish. A gloved hand appeared before him and helped him stand. Violet eyes filled with concern gazed into his. Then the monk smiled and gently touched the rosary around Kouga’s neck. He looped a few of the beads around his fingers and easily broke the rosary. Freed, Kouga roughly grabbed Miroku’s arms slamming the monk’s body against his chest. Kouga plundered the monk’s mouth as his claws tore at Miroku’s robes. The wolf demon’s mouth licked and nipped and bit every inch of the monk’s exposed flesh. Something was building within the wolf and it blazed through him turning him into liquid fire. He needed Miroku and he needed him now!

Kouga woke panting and drenched in sweat. He groaned when he realized he had an erection demanding immediate attention. Slowly, he slid his hand up and down his shaft a couple times then began swiftly pumping himself. Mere moments later, he exploded in one of the longest and strongest releases he had ever experienced. He breathed heavily and closed his eyes imaging Miroku lying under him flushed and satiated. Kouga opened his eyes and said, “Fuck.”


To be continued...