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"My Unwilling Mate"

by Hentai Jane

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A LEMON (SANGO/MIROKU).

Chapter 10

'Where could he be?' Sango wondered as she walked through the village. 'First I wake up late and find a note from Kaeda saying she went to town because of
an illness, then I can't find Shippo, now Miroku is gone! (Deep sigh) I shouldn't worry about that lech. He's probably out fondling some girl and getting
slapped for it.' her hand involuntarily twitched, 'Maybe Shippo went with Kaeda; that's not unusual when Kagome goes home.'

Sango continued to walk around asking if anyone saw the monk. One farmer said he saw Miroku leaving at dawn. He was headed east, in the direction of the
a neighboring settlement. She thanked the farmer and left, 'Should I follow their directions and see if he is there?' Sango stared down the path that lead to
Miroku's supposed destination.

'No, I can't follow him, why would he even want to look at me after the way I acted last night.'

For a woman who's very existence depended on level headed ness, last nights outburst of emotion and anger was an embarrassing display. She had cried in
front of him, told him of her past experiences in the village where she grew up and displayed weakness which was something not allowed among demon
hunters.

Her own words constantly repeated in her mind, as well as the hurt and sympathetic expression that Miroku's face held. She didn't want anyone's pity, life is
hard and unforgiving, hers was no exception. Through travels and battles, Sango witnessed first hand the suffering and loss of life. Many villages were on the
brink of extinction because of blood thirsty demons that held no compassion for the weaker creatures.

Being seen as weak was Sango's worst fear. The only other time she cried in front of her friends was when they wouldn't let her leave the group, even if she did
steal the Tetsusaiga and give it to Naraku.

That was a bloody battle, her injuries were inflicted by both Naraku and Kohaku who was merely a puppet to the evil hanyou Those wounds were serious and if
her companions had chose to leave, death would have made a hasty entrance.

That was also the day Sango learned what the word "friend" truly meant.

As a demon hunter, you were valued for your strength, skill and persistence in a fight. To run during an altercation meant death for the coward.

But this odd assortment of shard hunters, who had joined together for the soul purpose of defeating the greatest evil known by both man and youkai, extended
the hand of unconditional love.

They made no demands of her, she was allowed to show emotion and express her ideas freely without harsh criticisms, but most of all Sango was viewed as
having value outside of her profession.

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A sharp pain cleared all amorous thoughts from Kouga's mind. Something small clung to him with all its might, digging petite claws into the skin os nes neck.
The wolf prince yelled out as teeth dug into his ear.

Kagome stumbled backward, watching Shippo attack Kouga. "Shippo, stop that! Let go right now!"

"OOWWWWW! Dammit runt! When I get my claws on you, I'm going to beat your ass!!!. Kouga made several attempts to grab the kit, missing each time,
but he finally caught his little arm.

"I won't let you force yourself on her! Kagome is my mom and I'll protect her from you no matter how much you hit me!" Shippo struggled and kicked at the
wolf.

Kouga tucked Shippo under his arm, he was ready to sit down, flip the kit over his knee and give him a memorable spanking.

Kagome followed behind him, pulling at his free hand, "I won't let you do this Kouga! He was only trying to protect me!"

"Stay out of this Kagome! This twirp needs to learn respect for his elders and listen to orders!" Kouga glared at Shippo. The kit's previous parents used time
outs and scolding, but never physical discipline.

"Down!" he looked at her subdued form sitting before him. Things were getting out of control, Kouga didn't like this situation. He was angry with the kit for
interfering.

"Is this the kind of parent and mate you plan on being Kouga? Will I be subdued every time I disagree with you? Are you going to beat your pups so they will
cower in fear each time you pass by them?! Look at him Kouga! Shippo is afraid of you!"

Her anger overwhelmed his senses as he looked down at the little ball of fur in his lap. She was right. The kits body was tense and smelled of fear.

Kouga took a long deep breath, allowing his muscles to relax and mind clear. He set Shippo aside. "I'm sorry, both of you, I just lost my temper." Kouga
walked into the kitchen and sat down. He heard the kit scramble over to Kagome. She hugged him tight and joined the wolf prince at the table.

Shippo sat next to her, throwing cold looks in Kouga's direction during their meal.

"There's clean clothes on the bed for you Shippo-chan, why don't you get changed and go outside?"

"I want to stay with you. What would I do outside anyway? I'm bored already." Shippo hu.
.

"You need to learn how to hunt, fish, fight, make weapons, the list goes on and on. Just because you're young doesn't mean that everyone else is going to pick
up your slack. Each tribe member has duties and responsibilities, even the pups. Believe me runt, you won't be bored for long."

Kagome listened to their conversation as she continued to clean the breakfast dishes. Kouga picked up the shirt he had brought for the kit and helped him get
dressed.

"Go on Shippo, I'll be out in a minute." The kit reluctantly left, but not before giving Kouga a "don't try anything" look.

"I know you're worried about him, but don't be. Nothing will happen to our kit, trust me." Kouga kissed the tip of her nose playfully.

"Our kit? Since when did you become his father?"

"Since I verbally claimed you as my mate. Anything that belongs to you also belongs to me, making the boy my adopted son too."

"But I haven't agreed to be anything besides a friend to you!" Kagome challenged him with her stubbornness.

Kouga chuckled at her, "I told you, it's just a matter of time before we fall in love and you see me for the incredible find that I am!"

Shippo sat outside, waiting patiently for Kouga. A loud CRACK was heard from inside the den, followed by the sound of feet quickly hitting the stone floor.
The wolf prince darted out of the cave entrance.

"Did you know that your adopted mother has a wicked right hook?" Kouga asked while rubbing his aching jaw.

Shippo grinned, "Yep. She flattened Inuyasha a few times too."

"Now that's a sight I'd love to see!" Kouga put Shippo on his shoulder, "Come on squirt, I'll introduce you to some of the other pups."

Kagome peeked from behind the leathery door curtain. The morning started off bad, but was gradually getting better. At least Kouga wasn't mad at Shippo
anymore. He even seemed to accept the kits presence.

The miko spent much of her day with Aika and Chuugi.

Chuugi was very pleasant and chatty. He asked her a lot of questions about where she lived and what the future was like. Other wolves gathered around,
talking and listening to her explanations about everything form modern appliances to her travels with the dog hanyou.

They all watched Kouga give Shippo and some of the other pups a lesson in basic self defense. Their leader was pairing off with the young kit. Shippo released
his spinning top. He had originally planned for Kouga to try and knock the toy away, much like Inuyasha did in past encounters, causing the top to grab hold
of him and whirl him around at dizzying speeds. Of course, things don't always work out the way you planned.

When the top started to spin, it hit an uneven patch of rock, launching itself upward and straight into Kouga's manhood! Laughter rang out as the wolf youkai
witnessed their fearless leader get popped in the nuts by a child's toy!

A choked groan of agony came from the wolf as he fell on his knees. Kouga covered his wounded area as he rolled from side to side, tryin cat catch his breath.

"Good move kid!" Chuugi called out.

"Yeah Shippo-chan, that's one way to take your opponent down!" Kagome waved to the kit, "I'd offer you a massage Kouga, but I'm not going near THAT
section of your body!"

"UUGGGHHHHHH.......... I think ......... I'm dying." Kouga raised his head to look at the amused girl, "You just wait Kagome.... payback's a bitch!" his
warning wiped the grin from her face.

'Oh great! Me and my big mouth!' Kagome thought as she shifted around uneasily under his piercing gaze.

Chuugi sat with Aika, taking every chance possible to rub her rounded belly. Their unborn pup wasn't very active today. A few days before, Kagome was
given the opportunity to touch Aika's stomach and feel the fetal kicks. Each time the young miko gave a face splitting grin causing Aika to chuckle at her
excitement. (AN: In case you don't know, about a week, or sooner, before a baby is born they don't move as much)

"Do you think something is wrong with the pup Chuugi? It hasn't moved at all today, and my back keeps throbbing."

He looked into his mates grey eyes, "No, I'm sure the pup is fine." He kissed her in an attempt to alleviate her concern. Chuugi pressed his hands against the
small of her back, hoping to relieve the pain.

As the afternoon stretched on, Aika's back pain grew more intense. Kouga and Kagome accompanied them to their den. Shippo stayed outside with the other pups.

"Kouga, I think her labor is starting. Can you please get the midwife?" Chuugi tried to appear calm, but the quiver in his voice betrayed him.

Aika sucked in a sharp breath as another pain hit, this time a contraction shot through her body.

Chuugi knelt behind her, carefully pushing his knee into her lower back. Counter pressure was used to aid in relieving the pain in her back, since medication
could not be given.

Kagome held her hands and brushed Aika's hair away from her face, "It's ok Aika, just take deep breathes and try to relax. At least, that's what I learned in my
health class."

"Uhhhh.... easier said than done .........." she clenched her stomach, "oh.... here comes another contraction...." Aika buried her face in her pillow,
"OOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...." A bewildered expression crossed Chuugi's face as he continued to work her lower back muscles.

Three female wolf youkai came into the cave carrying clean rags and buckets of hot and cold water. One female who was much older than the other two gave
orders to undress Aika, wrap her in sheets and put cold compresses on her forehead. Chuugi and Kouga left the room. The old female scrubbed her hands and
upper arms, making them turn pink from her rough cleansing.

She walked over tho te bed and started to examine Aika, "She is already half dialated." the midwife stated, "You are fortunate young one, your labor will be
short but no less intense."

Her words were true, Aika squeezed Kagome's hand, "AHHHH, oh damn, THIS HUURRRTTTSSSSSSS!!!!"

The bones in Kagome's fingers felt like they were cracking, "I feel your pain, literally!! Chuugi, get in here, my hands can't take much more of this!!"

Aika's mate ran to her side, prying her hand away from Kagome's. She shook and rubbed the nearly broken appendage to restore the blood flow. "Watch out
Chuugi, she has a real death grip!"

"Yeah...." he winced as Aika nearly crushed his hand during the next wave of labor pains, "I'm starting to realize that!"

"If anyone needs me, I'll be outside." Kouga walked out.

"Don't leave Kagome, please, I want you to be here when the pup is born." Kagome gave a questioning glance to Chuugi. He smiled and nodded to her, "If
that is what my mate wants, then you are welcome to stay."

A majority of the tribe gathered outside of Aika and Chuugi's home, pacing and talking in hushed tones. This was a nerve racking time for everyone.

In the past five years several females had dur during birth, taking their pups with them into the afterlife. They were buried not far from the settlement. It was
a grim reminder of what could take place during such a joyous event.

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Evening once again settled across the land. It was nature's gentle way of telling the hard working villagers to rest and rejuvenate their bodies for a new day.

As Sango approached Kaeda's home, she noticed a row of illuminated lanterns supported by tall bamboo poles. They dotted a trail leading to a nearby clearing.
She and her friends made camp fires and traded stories in that same clearing countless times.

Before she could follow that trail, Kaeda stepped out of homehome and called to her, "Child, come here." The old miko beckoned to her with aged hands. "I
was told to deliver a message. Once you are done, you may go." Kaeda handed her something, bowed and nudged Sango to a room in the back of her hut.

Sango unrolled a scroll to reveal neatly written words. The familiar handwriting belonged to Miroku.

Sango gathered close to the candles and read his note:

My Lovely Sango:

I know you are bothered by what took place between us yesterday. I had no intentions of causing you such distress. This humble monk does not know when
to stop his wagging tongue at times, but you must believe that I do care for you.

When you are ready, please follhe phe path of lights. It is my way of apologizing.

Love,

Miroku

P.S. I hope the kimono is not too big, I wasn't sure what size you wore.

'Kimono? I don't see any kim.........' Her thoughts halted when she saw the elegant kimono hanging on the wall. It was a soft pink with silver and gold
threaded patters woven through it.

It was a nature scene with trees, flowers and small birds. Their wings and bodies were outlined with the gold threads that seem to capture the candle light.
Silver helped to highlight the stream that ran past the imaginary forest. Even the green stitching used in the trees shimmered and varied in hues. Butterflies
danced across the entire length of the outfit adding an array of purple, yellow, orange, blue and white.

'I have never seen such an elegant kimono. The person who created this must be the finest seamstress or tailor in all Japan' Sango traced the patters with her
fingers. The cool silk tickled her finger tips. As she took it off the hanger, Sango caught a glimpse of a darker pink rap beneath it.

Kaeda was thoughtful enough to prepare a wash basin for the slayer and place some towels beside it. Here was also an oil vile placed nearby that held the
pleasing, but not over powering, scent of lilacs.

Sango freshened up and walked down the brightly lit path. To say she was nervous was an understatement. 'I wish Kagome were here. My stomach feels like
its tied in knots!'

As she approached her destination, she heard soft music and ancient tunes carried on the wind. Whatever the monk had planned must have cost a fortune. The
cost of her kimono alone would feed an entire family for at least a month.

Hushed sounds of music reached her ears as she neared the clearing.

A large square piece of linen covered the forest floor. In the middle was a table for two with plates, cups, cushions and a small bouquet of carnations to adorn
the center. Lanterns dotted the area, giving it a luminescent glow.

The sudden snapping of a twig brought her attention back to the path she had originally followed.

"Hoshi-sama! How is it that you have become so good at sneaking up on me?" Her heart started racing, not just from his unnoticed presence, but from the
way he looked.

Miroku stood with his hands behind his back. This was the first time she had seen him wear his hair down instead of pulled back in the tight pony tail. It
resembled a bobbed style which framed his face, making him look extremely boyish, but sexy. His usual robes were replaced by baggy pants gathered at the
ankles (like Inuyasha's) and a lighter blue haori with matching belt, making his eyes a brilliant azure.

"Sango.......... you look....... stunning." He moved toward her slowly, admiring the delicate beauty that stood before him.

She blushed and turned her gaze away from him, "Thank you Houshi. All of this wasn't necessary, I am not angry with you."

Miroku saw her eyes look at his hidden hands curiously. He handed Sango a long stem red rose.

"This rose is for all the flowers you never received, and this evening is for all the dances you were excluded from as a girl." Miroku drew her body close to his,
"Will you dance with me Sango?" his voice was low and sensual.

Sango backed up a little and accepted his hand. Their bodies moved to the music and unconsciously became closer. Miroku had hired some local musicians to
play. They were far enough to not see the couple, but near enough to be heard.

Two older woman with large covered trays entered the area, watching the young couple dance. They smiled at each other and left dinner on the table without
making a sound.

The word 'dance' wasn't an accurate description. Their bodies were pressed together and swayed to the rhythmthe the distant sounds, but their eyes were
locked in a silent understanding. At times like these, silence speaks volumes.

Sango had never felt so alive before, at that moment, everything seemed to come together; her hopes, wishes, and desires.

Yes, she wanted Miroku and after so many nights of with held passion their moment had finally arrived. Her arms circled the monks neck, the warmth of her
palms caressing his back.

Miroku lowered her to the forest floor and claimed her lips in a soul burning kiss as he ran his fingers through her hair. His mouth traveled to her ear, tugging
at her earlobe. "Let me make love to you Sango, let me show you how I feel in a way that words alone cannot describe." that request made heat pool in her
lower region. A brief wave of uncertainty crossed her mind.

She was a respectable woman who wasn't easy in any sense of the word. But Sango loved this lecherous monk, so the yearning for his touch over ruled her
personal values.

The sensations of his hands roaming across her heated skin was euphoric, but when he took her firm nipple in his mouth, wetness rushed between her thighs.

'Wait a minute ........!' Sango suddenly felt panicked, "How did you get my kimono open so fast!! I didn't even realize that you....."

Miroku laughed at her blushing cheeks and obvious discomfort, "My dear Sango, how did you think we were going to make love? Clothes only get in the
way...." To prove his point, Miroku stood up, kicking off his sandals and untying his new outfit.

He stood before her, looking like a god in his naked glory. He was gorgeous. Sango's eyes couldn't help but roam his well muscled form. He had nicely ndednded shoulders, strong arms with slightly bulging biceps, a broad chest with a small amount of black hair that led past his navel ale wae way down to his.....!
Sango turned several shades of red as she averted her eyes and cleared her throat. The nearby trees and distant lights form the village became very interesting
as she tried to forget what she had been staring at a few minutes ago.

"Sango," she hesitantly looked at his face, only "why are you so embarrassed?"

"Proper women aren't supposed to look at men in 'that' way." Her voice sounded childish, he smiled enjoying the innocence of her statement. What she said
reflected the feelings of their era. Procreation was supposed to bring children, but it could also bring unimaginable pleasure when shared between lovers.

"Stop worrying about what society has to say, dear Sango. They have no idea of the passion we share."

His moist breath trailed down her body, pausing at the ties of her kimono. Miroku's tongue traced her ribs that expanded with the short pants of excitement.

Sango felt her clothes being gently pulled open, further exposing her body to gentle kisses and touches. Every caress of his calloused fingertips brought a new
spark of want and longing. Her form trembled as she felt a silky wet object circle and nudge her hidden bud. The tugging of his teeth and insertion of fingers
drove her over the edge with one mighty push. "Ahhhhh!...." Was all she could say.

Sango felt like her body was floating in a sea of ecstacy. The waves carried he mind farther from reality.

"Sango....." the sensation of something hard and wide being pushed into her body brought her back. In her disoriented state, she felt a little frightened, not
fully realizing what was going on.

The ripping sensation deep within her radiated from head to toe but was soon replaced by a pulsing heat. Miroku hovered over her, not fully leaning his weight
on her smaller form. He stayed still, waiting for the right time to continue their love making.

Her shivers stopped leaving her lax in his arms and ready for more.

Miroku gently pushed himself deeper into her waiting body, touching her core and then pulling out, repeating this motion while increasing his speed.

Sango's hands shook as she pulled Miroku down. The demon slayer wrapped her strong legs around his waist, allowing him more access to her throbbing core.
This was the first time she had initiated a kiss. As her trembling lips touched his, Miroku gave one hard thrust, burying himself deep in her female sex "I ...love
you....Sango"

Dark hair shadowed his face, but Sango could see him grit his teeth as he released his seed in her. That intense, pulsing heat triggered her climax also, leaving
both lovers breathless from the intensity of their orgasm.

"Marry me Sango, be my wife. I love you with all my heart and soul, please, don't ever leave my side."

Sango brushed the hair from his face, wanting to see i was was serious, or if this was a huge mistake. He tenderly kissed her while sitting up enough to pull his
now soft member from her.

"Yes." she whispered. "I love you too, Miroku."

They lay cuddled in each others arms. The last of the Fire flies danced around them as a cool autumn breeze passed over their bare flesh.

Miroku regarded his future wife with much love and adoration. He prayed that Budda would give them many sons and daughters and smile on their union so
they may live a long happy life together.

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As the night wore on, more cries of agony were heard. Aika had been in labor for nearly five hours. Her sobs and wails caused tension among the waiting
pack. The females hugged their pups close, reflecting on their experiences during birth, while some of the males paced nervously and tried to make small talk.

Kouga sat by the entrance as he always did. As their leader, it was his duty to await the birth and introduce all newborn pups to the pack.

Aika yelled at the top of her lungs, making everyone jump. A high pitched cry let them know that a new healthy life entered the world. Kouga smiled knowing
that his pack would be having a celebration within the next few days instead of a funeral.

He heard the midwife demand for Aika to push again. She didn't sound as distressed this time. A second cry told them that Aika and Chuugi were now the
proud parents of twins!!

Kagome invited Kouga to come in.

He held the tiny female pup as Chuugi cradled the male in his arms. They stepped outside holding the pups for everyone to see. Their little scalps were
covered in thick black hair. Both pups pups slept through the oohhs and awww's of admirers. Offerings of food, baby supplies and wishes of well being were
bestowed upon the family as the tribe dispersed and returned to their own homes.

Kouga and Chuugio gave the pups to Aika. She was tired and needed to rest, but every mother wants to hold her babies, no matter how she feels.

Chuugi hugged his mate and patted the newborn pups tiny heads.

"Congratulations. Your pups are beautiful!" Kagome said.

Aika and Chuugi beamed with pride.

Chuugi slapped Kouga on the back, "So Kouga, when can I expect to celebrate the birth of you pups?"

Kouga looked at Kagome, his optimism fading, as she turned away from him and pretended to not hear Chuugi's question.

"I... don't know." Kouga's tone was sad, "Well, I'm glad your pups are healthy. I'll see you in the morning, you better get some rest while the pups are
sleeping. Bye Aika."

Kouga headed back to his den. Kagome was helping clean the pups and assist the midwife with her final duties.

Kouga saw Shippo sleeping in the middle of the large bed.

He embraced the sleeping kitsune and carried him to his own quarters. Kouga laid Shippo on the futon. The little kit burrowed into the soft blankets and
yawned. Kouga watched him sleep

'What will it take for Kagome see how much I love her? I'm happy for Chuugi and Aika, but I want to be them. I want pups and a beautiful mate who only
loves me."
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