Wrong Kagome Part Two by StormieLikeWeather
Chapter One
Wrong Kagome Part Two
By StormieLikeWeather
Chapter One
“This isn’t a good idea,” The young redhead slipped straight past the first fish stall featuring a massive bluefin tuna, “but it’s my best shot to surprise him!” She rushed down the aisle as soon as she saw an opening. The white tent curtains flapped in the small wind.
“I know what you mean!” Kagome shouted over the roar of the market. A sea of people moved in currents right and left, she squeezed into a space between two carts, no longer able to see her friend. On her tippy toes, neck craned, she peered through the crowd. It didn’t help. “Wha!”
Thin strong fingers wrapped around her arm and tugged her just enough to get her moving. “This way!”
A flash of red curly hair and Kagome was back on track. “Ayame! Slow down a bit! It's too hard to keep up!”
Suddenly the wolf demoness was right beside her between a pair of tents. Buckets of fish guts lingered on each side. “Sorry!” Ayame blushed, “Sometimes I still get carried away.” Her smile stretched wide, “I've wanted to surprise Kouga for decades, but never knew of a way how...” They slowly made their way forward, “until now that is.”
“Like I was saying in the car, I completely get it. Mates with sensitive noses always tend to spoil the fun of actually having a uterus.”
Ayame laughed, but Kagome wasn't smiling.
“Sesshomaru has got me on scent birth control.” She scowled, glaring at the path ahead, “I'll never surprise him with a little one, not with him on ovulation alert. It’s not like I’m even fertile very consistently, but anytime an egg starts dropping he runs for the hills...” Her tone softened, “I really hope this works for you, and Kouga is surprised.”
“Yes, well,” Ayame shoved past a rather large man trying to purchase bean cakes, “That's The difference between wolves and dogs, traditionally wolves fill their pack with young. To be honest Kagome, I can't think of any Inuyoukai with more than four, and that's not that far off from your two.”
Mood further soured, Kagome bought both herself and the man a cake, muttering a, “Sorry for my friend,” and told the elderly merchant to keep the change. “Gee, thanks Ayame. I feel so much better about not having any egg privacy.”
“It's part of what you signed up for.” Ayame flashed a bit of fang, biting the head off Kagome’s cake before she had the chance herself. “This is a good one!”
Kagome took an angry bite and closed her eyes with a groan, “This is a really good one. Yum.” Glancing back over her shoulder, she made a note of the thick purple sign hanging in front with the words, ‘#1 Taiyaki,’ in bright yellow lettering. “Number one indeed.”
She jogged to catch up with Ayame. Red hair disappeared into a side door in the back alley behind the market. The door looked like a weathered plank of wood had been stuck onto the hinges. Kagome slowly peeked inside, just in case it wasn’t her particular redhead that had wandered inside.
“Hey, get in here!” Shouted Ayame, pulling her forward and shutting the door with so much force, Kagome was surprised the thing didn’t fall down right then and there.
“Yeesh, okay, I’m here.” Swallowing down the last of her cake, she glanced around the small cupboard sized room. A bench for shoes sat against the wall. Ayame was already divesting herself of her sandals and pulling on a pair of white house slippers. She followed suit, “Just what kind of place is this Ayame?”
Flashing her fangs, Ayame grinned like a cheshire cat, “The kind that would have likely gotten us into a lot of trouble back in the day, but now, not so much.”
Her hands were on her hips eyes narrowed, “What is that supposed to mean?”
Ayame disappeared through a narrow door, leaving Kagome to blink after her. She stepped into the unknown.
Snap! A blast of pure white power blinded them, “Who sent you!?” The voice screeched through their minds, so shrill Kagome’s head rang with the sound.
She leaned against a much more stable Ayame. The wolf demon growled, “We are here for a tincture, old witch. Now stand down!”
“Likely not!” The witch’s voice screeched, “Leave before you can no longer!”
Reiki blossomed around Kagome and outward in a pink sparkly bubble. Able to stand straight, she hissed, “Is this how you treat your customers? No wonder you are in a back alley.” With her barrier she could think, and breathe, again. She brushed her hands over her ears, just to check if they were bleeding. They weren’t. With a shake of her fingers, she huffed, “Myoga said you could help my friend hide changes in her scent from her Mate, if you can help us then do so, if not then we’ll leave.”
Snap! The white lights went out, and the room looked like any other dusty old shop. A squeaky voice rang out, “Myoga hmm, I haven’t seen him in years!”
Kagome squinted to see the flea youkai hopping off the counter, before she could say anything, Ayame had the flea between her index and thumb claws, seething.
“If you ever speak to me in such a way again I will peel your skin off piece by piece and feed you to my wolves!” Her red eyes held a promise of death.
The flea whimpered, her tiny bun trembling, “Apologies, My Lady. I use secrecy to hide myself in this modern age, it is not easy for a flea these days.”
Ayame huffed, “Get over it,” dropping the tiny demon to the floor. “Tell me about the tincture.”
“Oh yes!” The flea’s big green eyes brightened up. She rubbed her hands together and started shuffling through the many drawers behind the counter. “You’ve come for a partial scent blocker?”
“Yes.” Ayame watched the flea with clenched fists and narrowed eyes, “It will need to be powerful enough for canine youkai.”
Suddenly the witch flea jumped onto the tip of her nose, sniffing, “Wolf, and,” She jumped over to Kagome’s shoulder, sniffing her neck, “A Miko with an Inuyoukai Mate, now that’s interesting!” She waggled her bushy grey eyebrows, getting back to her task.
“Oh, no, no,” Kagome waved her hands, “I don’t need any, just Ayame.”
With a roll of her eyes and a big huffing sound, the flea hopped over to a food processor and started dropping ingredients into the blades. “I do not like to be bothered. I will make enough for you both, so no more intrusions!”
“Just go with it.” Whispered Ayame, “Who knows, maybe someone else we know will want to use it.”
“Like who?” Kagome crossed her arms over her chest. “Kiki and my son have toddlers, I’m pretty sure they aren’t ready to have more just yet. My daughter doesn’t even date, and Shippo’s Mate just gave birth to quads.” She bit her lip, “What about Oki? When is he going to have a pup?”
Ayame laughed, “According to he and his Mate, they are never having them. It’s probably a good thing too, considering they are both immature and reckless. Just take it for now, figure out what to do with it later. It’s not like it will expire any time soon, and I don’t want to insult her by not taking both.”
“Fine.” Kagome glowered.
“Good.” Ayame smirked.