Temper Tantrums of an Inuyoukai by UnknownRandomness

Gathering Allies

Prompt: Suspect

Word Count: 477

With a quick glance at Rin and Shippo’s sleeping faces, Kagome slipped out of her sleeping bag and carefully donned her loafers, trying to keep quiet lest she wake the slumbering angels. Heaving a sigh of relief when she managed to get away, the young woman made her way towards the monk sitting by the fire, his robe-swathed form completely still as he stared into the guttering flames.

Sitting beside him, Kagome repressed a giggle when the man jumped, clearly surprised by her sudden appearance.

“Kagome-san! How nice to have your company on this calm evening. How are you fairing?”

“I’m just fine, Miroku. Well, truthfully, I’ve been wanting to talk to you.”

Miroku smiled, and his tone was lightly teasing as he responded.

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with your plot with young Rin would it?”

Kagome gaped at her friend, amazed as he yet again managed to hit the nail on the head with minimal effort.

“How do you do that?! I could’ve been wanting to talk to you about Kagura’s style choices for all you know, but nope, you just have to instantly read my mind.” She paused to look fondly at the spiritual rogue. “How long have you known about it?”

“Well, I have had my suspicions as soon as you approached our resident Lord yesterday. It is very unlike you, Kagome, to speak with him of your own volition.”

When said woman opened her mouth to protest that statement, Miroku continued,

“And your angry tirade about ‘spanking his arse’ may have confirmed my thoughts.” He smiled cheekily.

The time traveller scowled through her blush. Leave it to Miroku to know everything about everyone and be polite about it. Tugging her hair over her shoulder, Kagome tried to think of how to phrase her next question, but then abandoned tact and decided to be straightforward.

“Okay Miroku, I’ll be honest. I need your help in working out how to cure Sesshoumaru of his anger management problem.”

It was quite amusing how high the pony-tailed man’s eyebrows rose before he managed to recover from the shock.

“Aha. Right. Well, I hadn’t quite expected that to be your and Rin-chan’s aim, Kagome-san.” He coughed gently before glancing around furtively, making sure that the topic of their discussion hadn’t returned yet.

“If you wish for me to be truly honest, Kagome; I think that your self-appointed task is practically impossible.” At his female companion’s downcast expression he hurriedly added, “But I will do my very best to aid you in any way I can.”

Hearing that, a huge smile spread across the miko’s face, and Kagome kissed Miroku’s cheek before hurriedly pulling out of reach of his wandering hand.

“Thank you, Miroku! I knew I could count on you!”

Satisfied, the woman skipped away, thoughts already preoccupied on her next encounter with the Western Lord.