Time Together – Part Three: Tickle
Torture Time!
Aamalie: Well, here's chapter three... I won't bore you with
endless comments, and Taena and Maela
are (thank god) sleeping... So basically, nice, loud mood right now!
Disclaimer: Damn fate and my lack of ability to think up and draw hot hanyous/youkais. Wait, make that men
in general.
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Sango flushed in shock. Was he really doing what he
thought he was. By the time she realized Miroku really WAS carrying her, they were halfway across
the cave. She scowled, feeling his hand slowly move up her leg, and tugged on
his ponytail in irritation. (A/N: Damn... I wanna
turn! Me next! Me next!)
"Do you really want to go there?" she growled. He gave her an
innocent grin, but his hand stopped, and he set her down by the candle a moment
later. She watched him as he went through the packs, pulling out some some bandages, healing herbs, a rag, and one of the bottles
of water. Pulling her foot up, she reached out to take the things, but he shook
his head.
"Let me do it. I feel responsible."
"You just want to do try and grope me again. I can take care of
myself."
"Oh really? I seem to remember you saying you couldn't even walk, am I
correct?" She huff, crossing her arms.
"Fine. But if you try anything, I'll-"
"You'll murder me. I know." Sango sighed in
defeat. There was a very particular reason she didn't want him touching her
feet, and she hoped it wouldn't be revealed. She let her thoughts drift as Miroku took her foot and started cleaning out the stuck
point of the rock and washing off the blood. She was brought back swiftly when
she stiffened with pain.
"You baka! Don't do
that!" He blinked in confusion.
"What? I'm just trying to help." She scowled and he went back to
work. This repeated several times before the houshi
grinned mockingly with sudden understanding.
"You're ticklish, aren't you?" (A/N: WHAT?! Sango ticklish?
What corner of my mind did THAT come from?!) Sango
blinked. *Ha! Got her now!*
*Shit. He wasn't supposed to figure that out!* She made to withdraw her feet in
a hurry, but he snatched her unharmed right foot and immediately gave support
to his hypothesis. Sango immediately started cracking
up.
"You baka!" Laughter. "Get your..." More laughter. "Stop..." Laugh,
giggle, snick, and more laughing. She tried to get her foot away, but he
held her ankle, grinning widely as he continued to tickle her. Her legs
flailed, and...
WHACK!
Her foot hit Miroku in the lower jaw, sending him
several feet away. For a moment, she controlled her laughter, regaining breath.
*Ooooooh... He will PAY for that...* she thought,
looking over at the knocked out monk. Getting down on her hands and knees, as
she couldn't walk, she crawled over, devising ways to him. He was still out.
Giggling, she tapped his face.
"Yoooooooooooooooooo hoooooooooooooo! Miroku!
Are you awake?" No response. Shrugging, she sat back. She'd get him when
he woke up. After all, it wasn't really fun to hurt someone when they weren't
even conscious. The reaction was what mattered. Suddenly, she had an idea.
Sango crawled over to the rock, grabbed what she was
looking for, and crawled back over. Uncorking the top, she held the water over
his head, getting into a position so that she could see his expression when he
woke. Slowly, aiming carefully, she cautiously poured the water over his face.
Miroku's eyes flew open, and he quickly sat up, not
really paying attention at what was in front of him. Sango,
not expecting that fast of a reaction, didn't even have time to move out of the
way as their lips met.
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Aamalie: And I think I'll leave it there.... Yeah, I
know its short. It's about half as long as the other
two. Oh... Uh-oh... *Taena and Maela
enter the room.*
Maela: What are you writing? *suspicious glare*
Taena: AH! SHE DID THE NEXT CHAPTER WITHOUT US!
Aamalie: Heh... Gotta run! Remember, the lil
button your looking for is down there on the bottom
left... JUST CLICK GO! Ach! *is attacked by her two other selves*