Mid-journey Interlude [Oneshot #063]
Title: Mid-journey Interlude
Author: A Mystic Lady
Theme: Horizon
Genre: General
Rating: T
Word Count: 552
Warning: Innuendo
Author Note: Just a blip in some journey
Summary: His stride was smooth, and she just wanted a soft bed.
He adjusted his grip on her legs as he scanned the mountain pass. Tightening Mokomoko around her, he checked that she was warm enough.
“How much further is it?” Kagome asked her breath warm on his neck.
“It’s about a half a day of travel. Are you comfortable?”
“Yes. How are the others doing?”
Sesshoumaru turned his head to the side, causing Kagome to squeak as her nose bumped against his cheek. Fighting a smirk he glanced at Inuyasha who was gliding to his right with his own miko bundle on his back. She was covered in their bedding fur and hidden below his mane of hair, much like Kagome was on his back.
Inuyasha notice the look and sent a smirk at him then increased his speed. Once again the mutt was making the trip into a competition. If it wasn’t for his instincts to protect his pack he would have left the brat in his snow clouded tracks.
“As obnoxious as ever.” He picked up his own speed and by past Inuyasha. Once he was leading the way again, he settled into an easy distance eating pace and felt Inuyasha do the same.
From his hair she gave a giggle and then settled to watch the scenery go by. His stride was much smoother than Inuyasha’s and she felt sorry for Kikyo for what she had to endure. While most times his stride was easy, he did like skip. Almost like he was still a little kid and liked to see how far his little jumps can get him.
An image developed in her head of a young hanyou skipping from snow drift to snow drift, and then with an evil smirk she imaged him miscalculating the size of one and “sees” him disappearing into the snow. She giggled and received an “hn” from her method of travel.
Sesshoumaru’s stride was constant and she could easily nap on his shoulder. Coupled with his body heat and the mokomoko she was quit warm. Spying the horizon she watched as the daylight played on the blanket of snow. The trees in the glades they past where cover from last night storm and seems to be just waiting for a breeze to drop their load onto the ground below.
“Do you think it will snow again tonight like it did last night?”
Taking a scent of the air, “I do not think so. The storm has moved to the south of us and moving further away. We may encounter another one tomorrow morning before we reach our destination.”
“It will be nice to reach the outpost. Sleeping on cold hard ground is not fun.”
“Do I not keep you warm?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow that she couldn’t see, but she knew that is was.
“Warm yes, but you are not a soft futon on warm tatami mats.”
“Of course not, this Sesshoumaru is built for war not snuggling.” He sniffed
“But you don’t pass up the chance to snuggle with me.” She smirked
“That is not the correct term for what we do, Miko. Do I need to list the correct ones?”
Blushing ten shades of red she stammered a negative. Yawning she looked to the side and began to slowly succumb to the peace and slept the rest of the trip.
Author: A Mystic Lady
Theme: Horizon
Genre: General
Rating: T
Word Count: 552
Warning: Innuendo
Author Note: Just a blip in some journey
Summary: His stride was smooth, and she just wanted a soft bed.
He adjusted his grip on her legs as he scanned the mountain pass. Tightening Mokomoko around her, he checked that she was warm enough.
“How much further is it?” Kagome asked her breath warm on his neck.
“It’s about a half a day of travel. Are you comfortable?”
“Yes. How are the others doing?”
Sesshoumaru turned his head to the side, causing Kagome to squeak as her nose bumped against his cheek. Fighting a smirk he glanced at Inuyasha who was gliding to his right with his own miko bundle on his back. She was covered in their bedding fur and hidden below his mane of hair, much like Kagome was on his back.
Inuyasha notice the look and sent a smirk at him then increased his speed. Once again the mutt was making the trip into a competition. If it wasn’t for his instincts to protect his pack he would have left the brat in his snow clouded tracks.
“As obnoxious as ever.” He picked up his own speed and by past Inuyasha. Once he was leading the way again, he settled into an easy distance eating pace and felt Inuyasha do the same.
From his hair she gave a giggle and then settled to watch the scenery go by. His stride was much smoother than Inuyasha’s and she felt sorry for Kikyo for what she had to endure. While most times his stride was easy, he did like skip. Almost like he was still a little kid and liked to see how far his little jumps can get him.
An image developed in her head of a young hanyou skipping from snow drift to snow drift, and then with an evil smirk she imaged him miscalculating the size of one and “sees” him disappearing into the snow. She giggled and received an “hn” from her method of travel.
Sesshoumaru’s stride was constant and she could easily nap on his shoulder. Coupled with his body heat and the mokomoko she was quit warm. Spying the horizon she watched as the daylight played on the blanket of snow. The trees in the glades they past where cover from last night storm and seems to be just waiting for a breeze to drop their load onto the ground below.
“Do you think it will snow again tonight like it did last night?”
Taking a scent of the air, “I do not think so. The storm has moved to the south of us and moving further away. We may encounter another one tomorrow morning before we reach our destination.”
“It will be nice to reach the outpost. Sleeping on cold hard ground is not fun.”
“Do I not keep you warm?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow that she couldn’t see, but she knew that is was.
“Warm yes, but you are not a soft futon on warm tatami mats.”
“Of course not, this Sesshoumaru is built for war not snuggling.” He sniffed
“But you don’t pass up the chance to snuggle with me.” She smirked
“That is not the correct term for what we do, Miko. Do I need to list the correct ones?”
Blushing ten shades of red she stammered a negative. Yawning she looked to the side and began to slowly succumb to the peace and slept the rest of the trip.