Feverish

A/N: I am like, sooo happy today! Haha! I got to see my favorite ex-professor, and he is sooo cute, as usual. In case you haven’t realized yet, I have an incredible crush on the guy, and I’m ecstatic at seeing him because I haven’t seen him in a while. You see, he was my professor last term for Communication 2, and I absolutely adore him. He’s not just cute (in a teddy bear sort of way), he’s a great instructor, he’s patient, and he grades well. Yay! Now I’m inspired! I don’t even care if he’s got a girlfriend – who happens to be my present PE professor (OUCH!) – he still inspires me in my writing. Oh, sir F... he’s the best thing about UP Manila!

Anyway, thanks to all who read and reviewed my past chaps. Here’s the next installment of Feverish!

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Neither do I own Sir F and UP Manila, but given the chance, I would definitely fire all boring professors and force Sir F to marry me.


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FEVERISH

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Inuyasha sat straddling one of the branches of the Goshinboku. He had been asked to go on his usual pre-shard hunt task of scanning the surrounding area for youkai or any other threat, but he just wasn’t in the mood for it. He had left the village with a grin, Kagome’s privacy promise in mind, but when he found himself alone...

While ouldould usually take on the said task with much vigor and determination, he realized that his heart just wasn’t into it then. His mind was spinning with all the events that had happened over the last few hours, and when thinking straight alone was a hard job, youkai hunting seemed even more out of the question.

He stared down at the ground with rising anxiety. He didn’t regret what had happened between him and Kagome – quite the contrary. He wouldn’t have traded the previous night for thanchance to change his own pathetic past. Even so, he couldn’t help but feel troubled about what would happen now.

First of all, he had mated with Kagome with the promise to eternally be at her side. That was no problem for him, of course. He woulve tve to spend the rest of his life beside her, loving her and caring for their future kids. But was that really what Kagome wanted? She said she loved him, but he knew from experience that Kagome was still considered too young to marry and make big decisions in her time. There was also a slim chance that Kagome didn’t really love him, but had mistaken her feelings of infatuation for love. What if she eventually told him that she didn’t really love him? He didn’t think he could handle that without dying.

Secondly, though he had let himself be one with her, he had not allowed himself the pleasure and security of properly marking her as his. She was his by scent now, and any youkai with a decent sense of smell could possibly tell, but she wasn’t formally his, yet. The scent could easily be covered up by any lustful youkai. Youkai marking was the human equivalent of marriage, and he had his honeymoon before doing so.

Third, though he desperately wanted to mark her, he knew he couldn’t do so without endangering her life. If she was marked, she would be easy target for his opponents, and no doubt that his enemies would tend to go for his wife to hurt him.

Fourth, he felt like he had defiled her, which just registered his second concern. They weren’t married, weren’t mated, and he had made her his. If others found out, she would no doubt face disgrace, the way his own mother had. What would Kagome’s family think? Why hadn’t he waited until they were married!? He knew he would eventually marry her. Why had he acted so rashly? If people found that she had given herself to a youkai...

He banged his head against the hard wood of the God Tree’s trunk, swearing furiously at himself as he did so. He hated knowing that he may be the one to cause Kagome shame. He had worked so hard to protect her against their enemies, but he couldn’t protect her against himself!

He groaned as he realized what his biggest problem was. He loved her, and that, if possible, complicated things even more. After all, he wouldn’t be wondering and thinking about all those things if he didn’t love her so much. Only Kagome mattered to him. Not Kikyo, not the shards: just Kagome. He was worried about her welfare and dignity, and he knew that losing her would be his demise.

He rolled the the branch in frustration, then settled back down on the base of the Goshinboku. He sat against its sturdy trunk, his claws leaving deep gouges on the ground as he clutched the earth in anger. He surprised himself when he felt his eyelids go heavy with exhaustion. Was it because of too much thinking, or...

He blushed and batted the thought away. He was tired, that was for sure. He let himself slip into the sweet world of dreams, even just for a few moments, thoughts of Kagome and their future sweetly torturing him.

-----/---@

Kagome put her basket down and sat on a hollow log, feeling slightly dizzy. ‘It must be from my lack of sleep!’ she thought naughtily, smiling widely as she thought of the previous night.

“Inuyasha...” she smiled wistfully as she whispered his name to the skies like a heart-felt prayer. Kami, how she loved him! And right now, her love for him felt even stronger, probably because of what had transpired between them.

He had been so gentle, so caring... all his words were such wonderful declarations of a love that he had concealed from her for far too long. The way he had kissed her, worshipped her, spoke volumes. Kagome didn’t think she could love anyone as much as she now loved Inuyasha.

But did he mean it? The questions and worries clogged up her mind as she felt tears well up in her eyes. Did he truly mean it? Does he love her as much as she did him?

What now? Should she tell her mother? She was much too young for a family, and how would her mother react? Would she be furious? What if she never let Kagome through the well because of this?

Her thoughts vanished as she recalled how Inuyasha had smiled at her when he told her that he loved her and couldn’t live without her. Her worries vanished as she remembered how he had looked at her with plain love and admiration, making her feel like the most desirable woman in the world, making her know that she was the only one he would ever want.

‘How could I even doubt him? Of course he loves me!’ she smiled gleefully. She didn’t care if her mother didn’t approve of them being together. She would fight for Inuyasha, and nothing could keep them apart.

She stood to retrieve her basket when she heard a loud laugh that very much sounded like Sango. ‘Ne?’ she thought confusedly. Sango NEVER laughed that way! Of course, she laughed, but not THAT way! Forgetting her basket of veggies, she stood and followed the sound of the boisterous laughter.

‘Kami-sama, it is Sango!’ thouthought in surprise. Sango was sprawled on the muddy ground, her hair in total disarray, laughing hard as Miroku straddled her, tickling the heck out of her.

“Sango-chan?” she asked, as her malicious mind conjured up images of her and Inuyasha in a similar position the night before, doing lots of less innocent things.

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“Miroku, I am polishing my weapon! You know how tricky Hiraikotsu is to handle! The polishing tools are right beside you. Sharpen your weapon on your own!” Sango said with a tolerant sigh, putting her giant boomerang on the ground as Miroku pleaded with her to help sharpen Shakujou.

“But Sango-chan, my immediate weapon is in no need of sharpening!” Miroku said with a lecherous grin that made not-so-innocent Sango blush to the roots of her hair.

“Hentai,” she muttered, her cheeks still red. “I meant your staff – no!” she stopped in mid-sentence as miroku’s malicious grin widened. “Your SHAKUJOU. I meant your shakujou, Hentai!”

“Why Sango-chan, that is exactly what I meant!” Miroku said in mock defense.

“Hmmph!” Sango huffed as she turned away from his gleeful eyes. “Like I would believe that.”

“My beloved, I am very honest!” Sango just snickered. “Do you doubt my honesty, my goddess?”

Sango stiffened when she felt Miroky grab her waist from her behind. She squealed as he hit her most ticklish spot.

“Ah, Sango, you’re ticklish! Why didn’t you reveal that to me last night?” Miroku slyly asked. His hands slowly crawled over her sides, making Sango squirm.

“I guess... *giggle* I was a little too *chuckle* disTRACTED!” she squealed again when Miroku started to REALLY tickle her. He moved his fingers over her stomach, making her laugh in a way she had not done since her father died.

She fell to the muddy ground, laughing loudly, while Miroku climbed on top of her, mercilessly poking at her sides.

“Sango-chan?” a small voice called out of nowhere. Miroku suddenly jumped off her and sat straight, pasting his most innocent look on his handsome features once again. Sango sat up and found herself looking at a very confused and slightly blushing Kagome.

“Kagome-chan! I didn’t know you were there!” she stuttered, the as if trying to defend herself, turned to Miroku and swatted his nose. “Bad Miroku!”

This seemed even worse, since, she had unwittingly called him Miroku, and she knew full well that everybody knew that she avoided calling the monk by his first name.

“I mean... gah! I am so filthy!” Sango screamed as she looked down at herself. Her clothes were all muddy, and her hair had clods of earth as well.

“Hai, you are Sango. You were rolling in the ground, after all!” Kagome repliedwith a grin that made Sango blush again. “Wanna go take a bath?”

“Sure!” Sango agreed too quickly. ‘Kami, anything to avoid interrogation!’

Sango stood and walked over to Kagome, belatedly remembering something. It was useless, really, since he had seen everything she had, but still!

“And houshi, don’t peep!”

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Kagome jumped into the stream, self-consciously covering herself with her arms. She was a tiny bit upset – she had noticed about a dozen teeth marks and kiss marks all over her body, and she didn’t know whether she should tell Sango about her and Inuyasha just yet.

She waded into the pond, the self-same pond where she had tried to cool off just last night. She dove in as deeply as the shallow waters would permit her and crouched down until she was in up to her chest, desperately trying to hide the marks. ‘Brr... the water’s cold!’ she thought.

Sango was still undressing, seemingly taking a longer time slipping her clothes off. Much to her surprise though, Sango literally leaped into the water once she was done, and dipped herself just as deeply in as Kagome just had.

Kagome blushed as unbidden suspicion crawled over her skin at the sight. Was Sango hiding something as well? She took one look at her friend’s guiltily blushing face and looked down, seeing the same blush on her own cheeks. She looked up only to find Sango studying her as well.

“Sango...”

“Kagome...”

They both called at the same time. Both looled down again, as if making the water decide on what they should do or say.

“You go first Kagome-chan.”

Kagome took a deep breath. ‘Should I tell her?’ she asked herself. Sango is her best friend, but weren’t there things better left secret?

‘Nah! She’ll understand! I’ll be damned if she isn’t trying to hide something from me as well!’ Kagome thought decidedly.

Kagome suddenly straightened up and stared Sango straight in the eye, letting her friend see the marks on her body. Sango gasped as she stared at the love bites on different parts of Kagome’s chest, neck and shoulders. Light scratches were on her sides, and her pelvic area had very light claw marks.

“Sango-chan, I... I just thought I should tell you, with you being my best friend and all... last night...” Kagome stuttered out.

“Kagome-chan... you and Inuyasha?”

“Hai. We...” Kagome blushed, not really knowing what to say at the sight of her shocked friend. Just then, Sango let out an audible sigh and Kagome stared as Sango stood up as well.

Kagome found herself staring at similar marks on Sango’s body. Sango was blushing darkly, staring at the clear water’s surface.

“I was thinking the same thing, Kagome-chan. I thought I should tell you about me and Miroku, as well. It’s strange, Kagome. We just felt it last night, that we should... you know... Well, we did, and you know what?” Sango said in embarrassed excitement.

“What?”

“He said he loved, and asked me to marry him!”

Kagome’s eyes widened at that. “Oh. My. God! He did?!”

“Ee, he did! I am so happy Kagome! I was so surprised, but I accepted his proposal, of course. We’re engaged now, Kagome!” Sango exclaimed, her shyness fading.

“Oh, I am so happy for you!” Kagome smiled widely. “So... the good old houshi is your fiancé now?”

Sango nodded. “Hey, how about you and doggy-bog? What happened?”

“Well...” Kagome began. “Basically the same as you. We both felt this incredible heat, for some reason, and we just did it. It was wonderful Sango! HE was wonderful. Then after we were done, he told me that he...” she paused and giggled.

“Kagome!” Sango pressed.

“He said... that he loved me. And that he wanted nothing more than to be with me for life. He said he had stopped seeing Kikyo in me for some time now and that I am the only one who could make him happy!” Kagome said in glee, Inuyasha’s words of love still resounding in her ears, engraved ver ver in her mind.

Both girls began to jump up and down, squealing like little kids about to be given a large basket of chocolates. Kagome pulled Sango into a very tight friendly hug and Sango gripped her friend’s arm as they continued to jump up and down in clear excitement.

“Oh, Kag-chan! I’ve loved that hentai houshi for so long, but I never thought he felt the same until now!” Sango exclaimed when their little scream fest was over.

“Same here, Sango. And pardon me for saying so, but I’ve had it so bad for him that I actually FANTASIZED about him once or twice!”

“Once or twice? I can barely count the times that I had dreamt of Miro-chan!”

“So, it’s Miro-chan now, ne?” Kagome teased with a grin. “Sango-chan, tell me about the two of you! Onegai!”

“Oh, well... Sango stuttered. “He was really gentle Kagome. I don’t know why, but when we were... you know, I got the feeling that I was one of his first ones, maybe even his actual first. I know he’s a lech but, really! He’s really good at it, and I forbid him to let any other girl know about that!”

“Well, I’m probably Inu-chan’s first as well,” Kagome began, and noticed how Sango raised her eyebrows at the word ‘Inu-chan’. “Inuyasha seems to like it hard and fast, though he was trying to be slow and gentle at first. I am NOT complaining! He also has the tightest butt on earth...”

“Well, Miroku has a really tough chest.”

“So does my Inu! And he has very firm abs.”

“Miroku does too! And his hands went just about everywhere!”

“THAT is predictable. And you know what? Inuyasha stripped me off with no problem. As if he knows exactly how to unclasp my clothes, from experience!”

“Probably from too much peeping while you bathe, ne?”

“My thoughts exactly!”

Both girls laughed hysterically at that. Kagome was near tears and Sango was clutching her sides by the time they managed to stutter out a few words.

“You know,” Kagome began when they regained their breaths. “When Inu-chan stripped, I was horrified! I mean, it was my first and that fact alone is scary, and one look at his ‘thing’ made me shiver. He’s huge!”

Sango blushed at that. “I personally don’t know the average size, but Mirwoulwould have been enough to make me gag.”

“Meaning?”

“I think Miroku was humongous.”

The two girls began to laugh again, and couldn’t stop until they had finished their baths.

-----/---@ Oi, Oi, Inuyasha! Wake up!” Miroku said, prodding his friend with the blunt end of his Shakujou. He started walking around, searching for Inuyasha when Sango went to take a bath with Kagome.

‘No need to peep,’ he told himself. ‘I’ve seen her, and probably will, many more times, without needing to sneak around.’

“Inuyasha! Wake up, you sleepy old hanyou! I thought you were doing your rounds!”

Inuyasha just popped an eye open and stared at him. “What the fuck do you want?”

“Get up!”

Inuyasha just closed his eyes again.

Miroku hated losing in such fights with Inuyasha! “Oi, dog boy! Kagome-sama is bathing! Do you think I should go and check on her?”

Inuyasha abruptly leaped up at that. “don’t you even fucking TRY, you fucking hentai!” Inuyasha yelled loudly, making Miroku cover his ears.

“Gods, Inuyasha, no need to shout!”

Both stood still, silence just passing over them. Inuyasha stared hard at the ground, as if willing it to do something, and had just looked up to ask Miroku about something when he noticed a bruise hiding just beneath the flap of his robes.

‘Oi,’ he thought. ‘Those look just like... nail scratches?’

He took a careful sniff of the monk and nearly jumped in shock. ‘Sango? Her scent is all over him? Could it be that...’

“Oi, what are you sniffing at?” Miroku asked, then paled. ‘Bakero,’ he scolded himself. ‘Have you forgotten his extreme sense of smell! He might smell Sango on you! Run for it!’

He was just about to turn and head back to the village when Inuyasha suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

“You smell like Sango. And I mean, REALLY smell like Sango. You two did some exercise last night, didn’t you?” Inuyasha asked with a grin as he watched Miroku’s face turn red as a tomato.

“And,’ Inuyasha prodded. “She’s your F, is, isn’t she?!”

“Dammit Inuyasha, you’re right, ok?” Miroku said as he yanked his shoulder away. He looked away, fuming, when he heard Inuyasha let out a deep breath.

“Nani?” he asked as he turned back to Inuyasha.

“I’m glad,” Inuyasha began. “Coz now I could have someone to talk to about me and Kagome.” He finished with a faint blush.

“You mean, you and Kagome...”

“I feel like I have defiled her, Miroku!” Inuyasha blurted out. “And that’s the last thing I want. I love her too much for that...”

Miroku smiled. “So you finally admitted it, ne? Well, let’s see. Do you truly love her, and not Kikyo?”

“That’s exactly what she asked. Hai, I do.”

“And do you intend to marry her someday, say when all this chaos is done?”

“Yeah.”

“Then it’s settled. You dt det defile her. You simply made love to her, like I did with Sango. You showed her how you felt in the purest of ways, as old men say. Nothing’s wrong with that, my friend!” Miroku said, patting the concerned hanyou’s back.

“Honto?” Inuyasha asked uncertainly.

“Hai. Now, how about that peep show?”

Inuyasha looked up and grinned. “Keh. Last one to the stream has rotten balls!” he announced as he leaped off for the stream.

Miroku was stunned. “OI! No fair, you had a head start!” he shouted as he ran off.

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The boys didn’t get there in time. Drat. They got to the edge of the stream just to find their women all dressed and refreshed.

Inuyasha took a deep breath, inhaling the wonderful scent of kagome, when he stopped and stiffened. ‘Shimatta,’ he swore mentally taking a short whiff of air again.

Kagome’s scent was laced with another scent that was only vaguely familiar. True, his scent on her was strong, but she and Sango both had the same scent on their bodies – and the timing could not have been worse.

“Chikuso...” he snarled. Miroku just looked at him questioningly.

“Nothing, don’t mind me,” he mumbled, before deciding to walk over to Kagome and try to sniff more keenly.

Kagome dropped the small piece of cloth that she was holding at the sight of him.

“Inuyasha, what are you doing here?” she asked, and Sango giggled slightly. Inuyasha noticed this and grinned.

“Have you told Sango?” he asked, already knowing the answer, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her waist. He pasted a smil his his face as he tried to take her scent in, which just confirmed his suspicions.

Kagome was blushing. “You mean, you meant for me to tell her?”

“Mou,” he said, desperately trying to hide his agitation, and succeeding very well. “Did you think that we could keep that secret, even for a moment?”

“Well, no,” Kagome said, wrapping her own arms around his neck.

Sango was giggling like crazy, when Miroku came from right behind her and grabbed her waist as well, making her squeal.

“The same goes for you, young lady.” Miroku said. “I assume you talked to kagome already? Coz Inuyasha and I did.” He said witgringrin.

“Hai.”

The four teenagers laughed at their situation, and Inuyasha joined in, but his mind was troubled. He knew something the other three didn’t. He was wondering if either Shippou or Kirara knew, when both youkais jumped out from the bushes.

They quickly broke apart, and Kirara jumped to Sango while Shippou ran into Kagome’s arms. Inuyasha visibly flinched when both youkais blurted out that kaede wanted to talk to them all about something important, and Inuyasha knew just what it was that she wanted to say.

The group returned to the hut at their usual cheerful pace, but Inuyasha was in turmoil. ‘By the gods, the old hag knows!’

He looked at kagome out of the corner of his eye. ‘I wonder how she would react when she finds out,’ he thought anxiously as the old hut came into view.

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A/N: Well... that wasn’t too short. LOL! Please read and review. Arigatou!