Summary: A sequel of sorts to Christening the Wood: He ceased worrying about the minor gaping wound on his chest, and focused on Kagome for a split second, the words ?temporary blindness? running through his brain like a mutt after it?s tail.
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Liquid. Vapour.
A large claw arched through the air at him, ripping and tearing at flesh, bone and muscles. His blood splashed and sprayed dramatically in the air, speckling against the skin of the young girl running towards him. Another liquid sprayed from the beast they were battling, hitting him directly in the face. He ceased worrying about the minor gaping wound on his chest, and focused on Kagome for a split second, the words ?temporary blindness? running through his brain like a mutt after it?s tail.
He was in deep manure.
He could see the talons swiping at him, a large blur looming above his head, before he was bodily slammed into. Sango?s boomerang whistled overhead. He tried to open his eyes. It took him a second to realize they were already open. The beast screeched and lumbered in the opposite direction. Inuyasha bellowed obscenities and threats as he gave chase, calling the demon every cowardly name in the book, and some that weren?t.
Light feet padded by his head. Sango called for her pet demon, a ritual he was unsurprisingly familiar with. She flew off, never wanting to leave Inuyasha to the slaying alone. That only left the lovely female splayed on top of him. He?d have to thank her later for jumping him. Not only did he enjoy it immensely, but she probably saved him from further injury.
Though he was blinded, he wasn?t missing anything.
?Miroku-sama??
He could feel her kneeling over him, hands clasped on his shoulders as she shook him gently. It was ironic how he had warned them all of the beast?s venom, only to get sprayed by it. The poison wasn?t strong, wearing off after a few minutes, but it was deadly enough if the victim couldn?t see to get away from the beast. All he had to do was wait for his sight to return. In response to Kagome?s inquiry, he brought his hand up to grope her backside. She?d get the intended message that he was fine.
Unfortunately he missed her altogether and ended up groping the air in vain. He ceased the hand movements, hoping she hadn?t noticed.
?Your eyes look all distant and unfocused. You can?t see, can you?? She started to dab at the itching residue on his face with her soft cotton sleeve. ?There?s a stream over there. I think we should go try to wash you off.?
She stood up and stooped over to help him up. ?I believe that would be ideal, Kagome-sama.? He let himself be navigated over the terrain. Kagome kept up a light conversation with him, intersecting directions when they came across a rock or a pit. Her voice was a deliberate attempt to comfort him and he was thankful for it.
They both stumbled over a rock and he groped her? accidentally of course.
?Hey!?
?Sorry, you were the one slacking on your job.? She deliberately let him walk into a small hole and he wavered, arms flailing wildly around. It was his turn to call out an indignant ?hey!?
She giggled a little and looped her arm through his. ?We?re almost there.?
?Would you do me the honour of joining me in the water? naked??
She swatted at him lightly.
?Here we go. Sit down.? She kept a vising grip on his arm, hindering rather than helping his descent to the ground, but he didn?t want her to let go. She left him for a moment. He could hear her shuffle over a few feet and return. A cool cloth was draped across his irritated eyes.
?Thank you.?
?No problem. I?ll be back in a bit. I just want to get something to stop the bleeding on that chest wound.?
He sensed her stand up and desperately grabbed for her leg. ?No. Don?t go!? Pathetic as it was, he couldn?t bear the thought of being alone in this vulnerable state. She knelt back beside him and flipped over the cloth on his eyes.
?Would you like some more water for your eyes? To drink??
?No thanks.?
They settled into an uncomfortable silence. This was not what Miroku wanted when he asked her to stay. So he broke the quietness. ?If you were blind, what would you miss the most??
?Not being able to see the beautiful and natural colors of the world, I guess. You??
?A gorgeous smile from the woman I love.?
?You?d have to meet her first.?
?Who says I haven?t?? He tried to put enough innuendo in the sentence to sound glib. He had the feeling he failed miserably.
She didn?t seem to know how to take that, and so changed the subject slightly.
?I don?t think I?d be able to be blind. The eternal darkness would scare me.? She answered frankly, clasping his hand.
He knew that. That?s why he hadn?t ducked to avoid the poisonous spray.
Miroku sat up, dislodging the cloth over his face. He could make out faint details and was almost re-blinded by the sun shining in his eyes. He focused on her face and she smiled in pure joy, looking like a lovely and gifted angel after a trip to hell. Miroku tightened his grasp on her hand and couldn?t help but grin back like usual.
After all, he wasn?t blind.
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