The Slings and Arrows of Outrageous Fortune
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InuYasha › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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18
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Chapter 5
“I’m not getting on that thing! You are pushing your luck, demon!” Kaede threatened the tall lanky demon metal smith beside her as she came to the edge of a clearing.
This particular clearing was being used by the crickets, who after a short break decided to go in a different direction entirely and had drifted down into D minor, largo.
Mo-Mo the bull had never really been much of a music fan and the complexities of the insects’ great harmonies and crescendos were completely lost on him. Contentedly chewing his cud at the shady edge of the sunlit clearing, the three-eyed beast lowed at its master in familiar habit and decided to investigate the stranger who had arrived as well.
“Okay, little miko – you don’t have to get on Mo-Mo if you don’t want to, but he can take you to a place far from here to wash the grass stains out of your clothes. I suppose what no one from the village sees – then no one from the village knows.”, Totosai spoke casually, knowing he had a valid point in there somewhere.
Kaede narrowed her eye at the three-eyed demon bull meandering slowly her way. He looked about as fast and as ugly as homemade soup. Setting her lips in a tight line, the girl spoke to her companion without so much as a glance – because she couldn’t see him on that side and because she knew he was right.
“Help me up onto its back and get out of my blind spot, Totosai. I want to keep my eye on you, demon.”
“Me too.” He happily agreed.
The large herbivore ambled up to them slowly, affecting that lazy, swaying gait that only cows and expectant mothers are capable of and proceeded to stretch his long neck out to sniff the newcomer who had closed her eye in resignation.
Hot snuffles of breath puffed at her face and hair and then she felt a wet nose on her forehead.
The familiar rasping voice altogether too close to her ear for comfort caused her heart to jump and skip at the low, intimate timbre she both felt and heard.
“He’s really very sweet, you know.” Totosai whispered in the tense girl’s ear. She looked like she was ready to bolt any second and Mo-Mo was only saying “hello”! What would she do when he took to the skies?
Reaching a timid hand to the bull’s great head, Kaede tentatively touched the animal’s reddish hair and then finding him docile, scratched behind one of his ears with a very small smile. What girl doesn’t like animals, even weird ones? Totosai wondered if he could get her to scratch behind his ears; his hair was tickling them constantly now that it was down. Oh well – next time he went to bathe, he’d make himself another hair ribbon. Like everything else on Totosai’s person, the previous white silk tie had gone missing.
“Let’s go Mo-Mo.” The demon sword smith patted his friend and primary method of transportation.
The crickets saw it coming and swooped down out of their slow processional into a jaunty C major, presto con amore.
Too suddenly Kaede found herself plopped down onto the broad back of the great beast. The large, hot hands around her waist made her tingly in new and interesting places and the girl blushed in flagrant disregard for her years of meditation and self-control training. Before she could get her wits about her, the young miko felt a very warm body settle behind her. She was just about to throw off the interloping arm that snaked itself around her waist… until the bull took off like a shot into the sky. The instant they were airborne, Kaede plastered herself in sheer terror against Totosai. She never even noticed that he was looking down the front of her kosode with a grin.
This particular clearing was being used by the crickets, who after a short break decided to go in a different direction entirely and had drifted down into D minor, largo.
Mo-Mo the bull had never really been much of a music fan and the complexities of the insects’ great harmonies and crescendos were completely lost on him. Contentedly chewing his cud at the shady edge of the sunlit clearing, the three-eyed beast lowed at its master in familiar habit and decided to investigate the stranger who had arrived as well.
“Okay, little miko – you don’t have to get on Mo-Mo if you don’t want to, but he can take you to a place far from here to wash the grass stains out of your clothes. I suppose what no one from the village sees – then no one from the village knows.”, Totosai spoke casually, knowing he had a valid point in there somewhere.
Kaede narrowed her eye at the three-eyed demon bull meandering slowly her way. He looked about as fast and as ugly as homemade soup. Setting her lips in a tight line, the girl spoke to her companion without so much as a glance – because she couldn’t see him on that side and because she knew he was right.
“Help me up onto its back and get out of my blind spot, Totosai. I want to keep my eye on you, demon.”
“Me too.” He happily agreed.
The large herbivore ambled up to them slowly, affecting that lazy, swaying gait that only cows and expectant mothers are capable of and proceeded to stretch his long neck out to sniff the newcomer who had closed her eye in resignation.
Hot snuffles of breath puffed at her face and hair and then she felt a wet nose on her forehead.
The familiar rasping voice altogether too close to her ear for comfort caused her heart to jump and skip at the low, intimate timbre she both felt and heard.
“He’s really very sweet, you know.” Totosai whispered in the tense girl’s ear. She looked like she was ready to bolt any second and Mo-Mo was only saying “hello”! What would she do when he took to the skies?
Reaching a timid hand to the bull’s great head, Kaede tentatively touched the animal’s reddish hair and then finding him docile, scratched behind one of his ears with a very small smile. What girl doesn’t like animals, even weird ones? Totosai wondered if he could get her to scratch behind his ears; his hair was tickling them constantly now that it was down. Oh well – next time he went to bathe, he’d make himself another hair ribbon. Like everything else on Totosai’s person, the previous white silk tie had gone missing.
“Let’s go Mo-Mo.” The demon sword smith patted his friend and primary method of transportation.
The crickets saw it coming and swooped down out of their slow processional into a jaunty C major, presto con amore.
Too suddenly Kaede found herself plopped down onto the broad back of the great beast. The large, hot hands around her waist made her tingly in new and interesting places and the girl blushed in flagrant disregard for her years of meditation and self-control training. Before she could get her wits about her, the young miko felt a very warm body settle behind her. She was just about to throw off the interloping arm that snaked itself around her waist… until the bull took off like a shot into the sky. The instant they were airborne, Kaede plastered herself in sheer terror against Totosai. She never even noticed that he was looking down the front of her kosode with a grin.