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Chapter 27 � Revenge
is a Dish Best Served Naked.
After a little over an hour of carrying her hentai-handed husband, Sango was
ready to either melt into the ground or throw him off the nearest cliff. Maybe both. He wouldn�t stop touching her! Her
bottom, her thighs, between her legs�they all got more than their fair share of
attention, but Miroku didn�t seem to care where he
was touching her, just as long as he was doing something lecherous. He�d
glide his hand slowly back and forth across her back, slipping it over her hip
to almost reach her belly before pulling it back; or reach up and rub his
fingers over the hand that anchored him to her; or nibble on her arm and
shoulder where his head rested. He was insatiable!
When they finally emerged from the woods to
find the small road that they�d wanted in the first place, Sango
sighed in heartfelt relief. About damn time. Miroku was tossed onto Kirara so
quickly the neko youkai
barely had time to transform. Sango wiped her
hands as though cleaning them of something noxious while Miroku
adjusted his seating. Glaring only a moment at him and his seductive,
wandering hands, she turned and walked ahead, fuming as she headed towards the
village. It was so frustating! The entire time
she�d been the victim of her husband�s amorous assault, the only aid her
friends had offered was to look back at her periodically and snigger into their
hands before continuing on their way.
Thanks for the help with my husband, you
jerks, she thought. Especially you, Kagome.
She, at least, should have had some modicum
of sympathy for what Sango had to go through.
She probably could have made Inuyasha carry Miroku some of the way if she�d really exerted
herself. But no, she�d just gone along with Inuyasha
like a little child, doing exactly what he�d told her to, and ignored Sango�s great need to be rescued from her drugged, sex-maniac
of a husband.
Grrrrrrr.
On reaching the village edge, Kagome
immediately took charge, sending Inuyasha to the hot springs to clean off,
ordering him to take Miroku along. Sango huffed to herself as she watched. So, where was
all this independent spirit when it could have helped me? she wondered.
She stayed silent and tense, following along
as Kagome started to search out someone in the village who might be willing to
put them up. The group was unusually flush for the moment, so they should
have enough cash to even pay for lodgings. For once.
Looking back at the men making their way to
the springs, she bit her lip as she watched Miroku.
She really shouldn�t care, he was being such a
perverted ass, but� �Make sure Miroku doesn�t drown, Inuyasha!� she yelled at them, feeling a little better at Inuyasha�s wave of acknowledgement. She turned and
walked after Kagome, shaking her head as her friend grinned at her.
�Mother hen.� Kagome chided softly.
�Be quiet, you traitor. I�m still mad
at you, you know. You didn�t help me at all with Miroku.�
�Nope.� Kagome grinned unrepentantly. �Hey, you knew he was a
lech when you married him. Anyway, that was too
funny! Your face looked like a bright red cherry for most of the way
here.� Sango�s face flushed anew as Kagome
teased her. �Looked to me like you were kinda
enjoying it, anyway.�
�I was not.� She muttered.
�Were.� Kagome shot back, giggling.
Sango smiled slightly, �Well, maybe a little. The
thing that man can do with his hands�� she
colored up again as Kagome giggled harder, finally giving up and laughing as
well. Kagome could be so�perceptive. She loved her, but it was darn
frustrating sometimes.
�So what I want to know is,
what can he do with his tongue?� Kagome asked when the giggles ended.
Wooosh. Sango�s faced flamed
back up. �Kagome!�
�Hey, we haven�t really had a chance to talk
about it yet.�
�And we�re not going to! For goodness
sake, Kagome, that�s not something you talk about!� she looked around her
furtively, relieved to find no one in sight.
�Are you sure? I always thought it
might be fun to talk about it with someone really close. And anyway, it�s
not like we don�t know what�s going on at nights, right? C�mon,
give. What�s Miroku like?�
Biting her lip, Sango
considered. She�d never thought of discussing her nocturnal activities
with someone else. Not that she hadn�t heard sexual
stories before; she remembered countless time walking in on some of the
male slayers as they were bragging, hearing bits and pieces before they cut
themselves off as they saw her. But did women talk about these things
together? She couldn�t remember enough of her mother to recall.
Maybe�
�You really want to know?� After an
enthusiastic nod from Kagome, she thought about it. �He�s�well, he�s
just. I don�t know, he�s Miroku.
I don�t really know what to say about how he�s �like.� He�s just like
himself.�
�Well, what does he do when he�s being �like�
himself?� Kagome asked, trying to be patient. This entire week, she�d been
growing more and more curious about what was actually happening over in Sango�s corner of their little camp after night fell.
It was certainly loud enough. She�d been a little too embarrassed to work up
the courage to ask before now. However, after being exposed to almost an
hour long show, courtesy of Miroku, her curiosity was
overwhelming.
Sango probably didn�t have a lot to compare him with,
though, she thought. No wonder she�s not really sure what to say.
At least Kagome had stories and movies in the future that gave her some idea of
how different men could act.
When Sango shrugged
helplessly, Kagome went on. �Is he forceful? Is he passive?
Is there something he always likes to do a lot, like�like kiss your toes or
something?�
�Kiss my toes? Wha�does
Inuyasha do that??�
Flushing, Kagome shook her head. �Future knowledge, don�t
worry about it. Just, what does he do? Like�what does he do when
you start to do things for him? Does he like that?� She was really
curious about that. Inuyasha about lost
his mind whenever she initiated something, so she was really wondering if the
two of them were the same.
�Doing things for him?� Sango
whispered, looking confused. �Doing what kind of things?�
�Uh, you know, like�kissing him, and stuff.�
�Kissing him? Well yeah, he likes it
when I kiss him back. He likes to uh�suck on my tongue a lot.� She
whispered again, highly embarrassed.
�Not that kind of kissing.� Kagome said, �The
other kind, you know�down there? When you put your
mouth on him�down there.�
Eyes wide, Sango
stared at her. �What are you talking about?� She couldn�t mean what I
think she means, can she?
�You don�t know? You�ve never�I mean, he�s never asked you to� �
Kagome was pretty flushed herself at this point. She hadn�t been
looking for anything that graphic when she started this
conversation. Just a few generic details.
And she especially wasn�t prepared to give some kind of impromptu lesson in
oral sex to her best friend!! �Just�Inuyasha
really likes it when I put my mouth on him�there, you know? I was only
wondering if Miroku liked it, too. Jeesh, he�s such a pervert I was sure you�d have done more
stuff than me�� she muttered.
�No, I never� I don�t usually kiss him
hardly anywhere at all.� She said in a small voice. She considered for a
moment. �He likes to do all the kissing. Actually, he pretty much likes
to be the one to do everything.� She couldn�t believe Kagome had participated
in something sexual that she hadn�t even known existed. Hmmmph, and her
husband was the hentai?
Thinking of the last week of her life, she
couldn�t really see where she�d ever had the chance to try something like
Kagome described. It felt like she couldn�t go more than half an hour
before Miroku was groping her again, and once his
hands and his mouth started their well-practiced dance, her brain took its
leave. He never gave her a moment to think. How as she supposed to try
something on her own if she only had a few seconds before she was completely incoherent?
She looked at Kagome.
�So�Inuyasha likes
it when you do that?� she asked hesitantly.
�Oh definitely. It drives him absolutely crazy. Even just
holding him and moving my hand a little will set him
off sometimes.� Her voice trailed off. Was she totally grossing Sango out?
�Hmmmm.� Sango looked more
thoughtful than anything else, and Kagome sighed in relief.
Feeling a little more courageous, Kagome went
on in a hushed voice. �And you should see what he does when you rub his ears.�
Thinking about how often she�d seen Kagome do
just that in the past week, Sango stared at her in
surprise. �But�you�ve been doing that to him all week! Kagome, you
were groping your husband in public! You little hentai!�
Kagome flamed and she stuttered. �No! I
am not!�
Grinning, Sango
poked her in the shoulder as she laughed. �My best friend�s a closet hentai!�
�Shut up!� Kagome covered her face in her
hands a moment, so Sango leaned in.
�Hen-tai.� She whispered, poking her in the ribs, and Kagome
finally started to laugh as well, smacking at her.
�Just be quiet and let�s find a place to
stay, wife of hentai, all right?� Stupid Sango, she grinned. Can�t believe I told her about
the ears�now I�m going to be self-conscious about it every time, darn it.
Laughing to herself, Sango
followed along, unable to resist the periodic taunt as they went. Putting
your mouth down there? I wonder if he�d like that�

Elsewhere�
Ears drooping slightly at his complete lack
of female companionship, Inuyasha led the way to the hot springs, fortified by
cleaning supplies from Kagome. Kirara and Miroku followed behind him, with Shippou
tagging along because there was no way the kit was going along for something as
boring as getting a place to sleep when he could be enjoying a nice bath.
Looking back them, Inuyasha muttered to himself. He�d much rather have been followed by
Kagome. Was he ever going to get to enjoy Kagome and water at the
same time? It would have been so nice, he thought, dreaming a moment of
Kagome, naked and wet.
An exaggerated sniff from Shippou,
followed by a suspicious glare at the scent the kitsune
was encountering, snuffed the lust right out.
�Oh just shut up.� Inuyasha
said, ignoring Miroku�s
confused look. He scuffed his toes as he walked, making little furrows in
the damp ground and taking out his frustrations on the innocent dirt
surrounding the water. Stupid kid.
Washing himself and his clothes, he took a
moment to look at Miroku�s face. It didn�t look
too bad anymore, he thought, glad to see the monk hadn�t been seriously
injured. He�d wondered for a bit there, right before they�d reached the
village.
After the group had left the woods, when Sango had stopped carrying her husband, everyone had seen Miroku�s face for the first time since he�d fallen off of Kirara. At that point, they�d all realized that
falling �face first� off the demon actually translated into falling �on his
face.� Miroku had sported a lovely fat lip, a
couple of scrapes along the cheek bone, and various cuts inside his mouth as
well.
No wonder his words had been slurred, Inuyasha thought. He�d been surprised and a little worried
at first, with the monk loopy for such a long time, but he�d started to notice
little things that gave him pause. Miroku�s
clear eyes, his increased vocabulary, and his steady hands as he groped his
wife were a little suspicious. When you added in his newfound ability to
accurately judge when to stop groping in order to keep from being dumped on his
ass, pausing just long enough to let Sango calm down
before starting in on her again, it pointed towards only one conclusion: Miroku was no longer as affected by the drugs as he was
pretending to be. Based on Miroku�s continuing
existence in the world of the living, Inuyasha was
positive Sango was unaware of his recovery.
I wonder how long that will last, he
thought, having no intention of giving Miroku
away. It was kind of fun to watch, and if she ever did find out,
the whole thing was going to be even more fun to watch.
Witnessing a Miroku
ass-kicking was almost as much fun as seeing Kouga
smacked into the ground. Not quite, but almost.

After completing a very extensive scrubbing,
the four of them lay on the bank of the hot
springs. Inuyasha was
immensely glad to be out of the nasty filth he�d been carrying around, and even
Kirara seemed relieved to be clean. I guess she
got pretty dirty, carrying around Miroku the whole
day, he thought. Clothes drying on the grass next to him, Inuyasha enjoyed the mid-afternoon sun as they all basked,
sleepy and content.
This is wonderful. Inuyasha stretched out,
almost purring at the combination of cool moss, clean skin, and warm sun.
No, muttered his conscience. If Kagome
were here, it would be. Right now, it�s just�nice.
Quit griping. Let me enjoy it for a
while, eh?
Fine. You owe me, though.
He lay there next to the others until the sun
started winding its way down towards the horizon. The decrease in
temperature forced all of them to get up and dress in garments still slightly
damp from their washing. Late summer humidity wasn�t exactly conducive to
drying clothes. Heading back to the women, Inuyasha
smiled to himself as he thought of the upcoming night. They were going to
have a room! He could hardly wait. He was clean, it was close to
bedtime, and they had a room. Life was good.
As soon as he talked with Kagome, however, he
found out that even with all their fantastic, wheedling skills, Kagome and Sango had only been able to get 2 rooms. Which still had
possibilities, right? Hey, if Miroku was acting
like someone who was too zoned out to get it up, there was no way Kagome would
give him the private room. Right? Right. No way his sweet, caring,
please-let-her-be-thinking-of-my-body more-than-her-friendship-with-Sango wife would completely screw him over. After a
small pause, he cursed under his breath.
Fuck. They were gonna
have the damn kitsune in the room with them, he just
knew it.
Life sucked ass.
Growling out his desperate need for some sort
of acceptable explanation, he was greatly disappointed. He would have
accepted temporary insanity, or blackmail. Hell, even divine or demonic
intervention would have made the situation slightly palatable.
What he got was, �Sango
needs some privacy tonight.�
What a stupid reason. He needed
some privacy tonight too, dammit! Instead, he
was going to be sharing a room with Shippou and Kirara. Hmmmph. He was starting to figure out how Kagome�s mind
worked when it came to spending time with each other. Outdoor �alone time� was
acceptable with enough distance between them and the others, but there was no
way she�d consent to something like that with people in the same room.
Son of a bitch.
He sat in their room, sulking as Kagome and
the 2 demons chatted. Didn�t even have Miroku
to talk with, he grumped. At least that damn houshi
would understand how frustrating this was. But no, the lecherous asshole
just had to grab Sango�s ass, AGAIN, and Sango decided to barricade herself
and the horny houshi in their room.
Bet he�s getting to have his stupid �I missed
you� sex right now, his conscience muttered.
Yeah, lucky bastard.
He grumbled again. Life sucked.

Miroku leaned against the wall as he sat on the floor,
watching Sango close the door carefully. She
turned towards him with a small smile. Hmmm, I wonder what she�s up to,
he thought. It was really too bad of him to have touched her for so much
of their journey to the village, but at the same time, if she hadn�t been so
impatient, she would have realized that her assistance was entirely
unnecessary. He�d been feeling strong enough to walk on his own by the
time he�d first tried to get off from Kirara, after
all. Only the fact that his leg had fallen asleep had made him stumble and faceplant so spectacularly. After that, well, with
his face swollen, he hadn�t been able to speak properly for over an hour. It
was difficult to inform his wife of this, however, when she wouldn�t let him
get a word in edgewise. If Sango she had simply listened to him for a moment, he would have happily told her the reason
for his impaired speech.
At least he would have given it some serious
thought.
Right at that moment, faced with the opportunity
to reveal his true condition, he hesitated. In a moment of complete and
total honesty, he could admit that he was enjoying himself. It had amazed
him how much she�d let him get away with in front of the others when she
thought he wasn�t completely accountable for his own actions. He was
really tempted to see where, and how far, he could take this. Looking up
at her as she walked over to him, he decided to stay �impaired� for a short
while longer, at least until he satisfied his curiosity.
What was his little wife planning for him?
Things looked like they were going in a
favorable direction when she started undressing him. �Your clothes are
still damp, Miroku-sama. Let�s take them off so
they can dry, all right?� She blushed slightly. It continually
amazed him how easy it was to embarrass her, even after everything they�d done
together. She was so very sweet.
After only a moment�s hesitation, he
continued the game. She reached for his robes and he put on his best
�helpless and needy� face, deliberately being as ham handed and uncoordinated
as possible. He smiled inwardly, enjoying the feel of her body against
his as she leaned over him to reach the various ends of the
fabric.    When she started on his fundoshi,
he noticed her looking at his groin, biting her lip and blushing madly.
What on earth is she thinking about, he wondered,
wishing he had a window to her thoughts.
She continued unwinding the fabric, her hand
absently cupping him. Sweet mother of us all. He
hardened against her instantly. He swallowed as she smiled in surprise for a
moment, deliberately trailing her fingers down the length of him as she took
her hand away and started to draw back.
He felt rather like a stunned deer. To
his knowledge, she�d never touched him there on purpose before, and it
certainly wasn�t something he wanted to stop! He grabbed her wrist a
moment, swallowing again and murmuring. �Not fair, Sango.
Not fair at all, love. You can�t just undress a man and then step away. Too cruel.� Sango stilled for a
moment as she stared at him.
She continued to stare and he squirmed
slightly. A cross between surprise and fury seemed to shine from her eyes for a
moment before she looked away. Had he upset her somehow? About to say something
to lighten the mood, he sighed in relief when she carefully smiled and withdrew
her wrist from his loosening grip.
�Don�t worry, I�m won�t be long.� She said,
brushing her fingers down his chest to skim across his member before they drew
back again. �I�ll be right back.�
Fascinated, naked and aroused as hell, he
reclined on the futon as she turned away from him. What was she
doing? He watched her stand very still for a moment, hands clenched into
fists. Was she nervous? She took a deep breath, and then turned to
rummage through their bags. Picking something out and keeping it behind her
back like a small child hiding a stolen cookie, she sauntered back to
him.
�I know you�re not feeling well yet, Miroku-sama, so I thought maybe it should be my turn to be
in charge.� She ran her eyes along his body and laughed a little as he
grew bigger. The items she�d retrieved dropped onto the floor behind her.
Leaning down, she placed her palms against his chest and pushed back slightly
until he lay completely flat on the futon as she knelt next to him, rubbing her
hands across the sleek muscles of his chest a moment. He sighed and
reached for her, pausing in surprise as she tapped him on the nose with one
small finger.
�Ah ah,
no touching. I get to
be in charge this time, remember?� Miroku smiled with
just a twitch of his lips and put his arms back down. Well, this was
going to be interesting. If he�d thought of it, he could have introduced her to
something along these lines a lot earlier. Except, of
course, that Sango�s body was still enough of a
temptation that he hadn�t yet been able to resist taking her almost
immediately. It was so difficult to wait as she �experimented-
that he hadn�t given the idea any real merit. Perhaps he should have contemplated
it a little more seriously, he thought, watching her.
�All right, put your arms up above your
head.� She said, reaching behind her and bringing out one of her obi�s. So that�s what she�d been searching for.
He looked at her, looked up at the low, heavy table at the head of the futon,
and looked back at the obi in her hands. As he recalled, that was the
exact same one he�d used on her� An absolutely wicked grin bloomed and he
put his arms above his head, grabbing one of legs of the table as he watched
her.
�Are you looking for a little of your own
back?� he asked, distracted by the view as she leaned over him, her breasts
soft and full and right in front of his nose. He leaned his head up a
moment and mouthed one of them through her kimono, making her squeak, and he
chuckled. She tapped his face again�somewhat painfully. He wrinkled his
abused nose as she tied his wrists tightly to the table.
�No touching!� she said again, reaching down
to tie his legs together.
�You know, it might be a lot more exciting if
you were to go in between my legs, Sango
love.� He winced a bit as she tied his ankles
tightly. Sango definitely forgot her own
strength sometimes, he thought.
�No, this is exactly how I want you.� she
said, kneeling back to look at him and reaching down to wrap her hand around
his dick. He sucked in his breath as she slowly moved her hand up,
gripping harder as she pulled on him. Where in the world had she learned
how to do that?
�You like that?� she asked innocently.
�Oh dear Gods yes.� He moaned, his hips moving up as she continued to
move her hand with heavy, deliberate slowness.
�And who do you want to do this to you?�
�Wh-what do you mean?�
�I want to hear you say my name.� Her hand
stopped moving as she waited.
�S-Sango!� he
almost whimpered in relief as she started moving again, and then actually did
whimper as she suddenly pulled her hand away. �Sango?�
�Just a moment, I think we need a bit more
light.� she said, her tone flat as she crossed the room to grab the oil
lamp. She brought it back to put on the table above his head and he
looked at it warily, trying to ignore the throbbing in his groin.
�Uh, Sango? Not to criticize your desire to illuminate this
wonderful endeavor of yours, but do you think you might be able to find another
place for the lamp? If I move too much, I worry it might topple.�
She leaned in close. �I guess you
better not move too much then.� She sat up straight, put her hand lightly
on his stomach, fingers running along the muscular lines there, and
smiled. Trying to think, he shivered. Something about that smile�
�I think now is a wonderful time for me to
find out something that I�ve been just dying to know.� Her voice was soft and
seductive as her hand drifted lower.
Please let it be
how I taste, thought Miroku. That was one thing they hadn�t gotten around
to yet and the thought that this might be the moment made him grow harder,
something he would have sworn was a physical impossibility. He had to
admit, he was surprised by her behavior�not an unusual occurrence when it came
to his wife. But still, he hadn�t known she had it in her. So far, she�d
never really sexually played with him before; it was always the other
way around.
She was really quite good at it.
�I�ve been very, very curious,� she said,
gaining his attention instantly as her hand twirled the dark curls between his
legs around her fingers. �How is it that you can say my name now?�
�Wha�?� he moaned
as she wrapped her hand around him again. �Sango, dear Gods.�
�See, that�s what I mean.� She said, pulling
her hand away as his body cried in frustration. Damn but his wife was a
tease. �You called me Sango. S-an-go. I notice you didn�t slur your words at all, Houshi.   So tell me, just WHEN THE HELL DID THE
DAMN DRUGS WEAR OFF!�
Mouth open in shock, Miroku
stared up at her. Oh hell.
�Uh��
�Don�t �uh� me, you lying, scheming
pervert! You were slurring your words the entire trip. You were even slurring
after the hot springs,
but the moment you get aroused, you�re suddenly recovered?! Your speech
has been perfect since I took off your clothes! As much as you love it, houshi, arousal can�t rid your body of chemicals any
faster. So how long have you been over the drugs, Miroku?!�
She slapped him in the chest and he flinched.
This was not good. He tentatively
pulled at the bindings on his wrists and ankles, and closed his eyes as he
realized they were quite tight, just what you�d expect from Sango   She slapped his
chest again.
�HOW LONG?�
He sighed. The game was already up,
apparently, which was a real shame because it had been quite a bit of
fun. I suppose all this was just so she could get a little revenge, he
thought, frustrated. Dammit, it would have been
a fantastic night. Hell, what was he thinking? As soon as she
finished yelling and untied him, it would be a fantastic night.
There was no way they weren�t going to finish this.
Ah well, time to pay the piper.
�I�ve been almost completely recovered since
just before you started to carry me.� He admitted, flinching as she screamed in
outrage into his ears.
�You perverted,
underhanded, jerk!   All
that time�you were groping me for an hour! In
front of Kagome and Inuyasha, too!�
He couldn�t help himself. Smiling
lasciviously, Miroku nodded. �Mmmmm hmmm. I could feel you getting wet all the way
through your clothes. It made you completely aroused, didn�t
it?�
Just like I�m going to
do as soon as I get out of this.
�It did not!� she slapped him in the face and
he shook his head, starting to get irritated. Ow.
He knew she was going to be annoyed, but it wasn�t as though he�d done anything
to her that they hadn�t done before. It was just a little bit of
harmless, and very enjoyable, fun. Did she have to continue to hit him over
it? And dammit, his dick was still
getting harder. As usual, seeing Sango get angry was
a huge sexual charge.
He answered her, his tone a little short as
he tried to control his body until he could move again. �I beg to differ.
Being touched like that turned you on completely. You were hotter than a
bonfire, Sango. Just like now. Admit it,
love, having me tied up here makes you wet, doesn�t it?�
Her eyes glared at him fiercely and her fists
clenched. Maybe that wasn�t the best choice of words, come to think of
it. He tried to lighten the mood. Surely she could see the
humor in the situation if he presented it in the right light?
�I�ll be honest, I
took a small advantage of the situation. It was rather harmless, though,
don�t you agree? Merely a little prank between lovers, yes? And we
both enjoyed it.� He smiled at her, waiting, hoping really, for her to agree
and let him go so they could both finish what she�d started.
Unfortunately, fate had other plans. Sango�s eyes narrowed and spit sparks as her mouth thinned
into a grim line. Shit, she was really, really angry. This might be
problematic. Why she was this upset over a little harmless groping, he really
wasn�t sure. However, Sango irritated was one
thing. Sango angry enough to hurt him when he was
tied up and certain important parts were hanging out for anyone to see and
possibly use for target practice?
This could be painful.
�Uh�I�m terribly sorry for teasing you in
that manner.� He said quickly, trying a bit of conciliatory wheedling to
protect certain vulnerable parts of his anatomy. �I can certainly see how
it must have been�eh�upsetting for you to have your husband touch you in
public.� Well, actually, he couldn�t, but lying was obviously called for
at this point.
�Too little, too late, houshi.
It was harmless? A prank between lovers?
I�m sure you�ll enjoy this, then.� She brought out one more tie, shoving it
into his surprised mouth and tying it quickly behind his head to gag him.
�I am going to dinner, Miroku. A lovely, long dinner and extended conversation with our friends,
while you stay here. Maybe if you�re really sorry, I�ll untie you
when I get back. Otherwise, you better learn to enjoy laying
here, because you�ll be sleeping like this all night. And then tomorrow
you can tell me how it feels when there�s no harm done from a harmless
prank, you jerk!�

Sango wavered a moment as she looked at him. His
usually twinkling blue eyes were rapidly growing dark and angry. He looks
absolutely furious, she thought, wondering if she should reconsider. Her
own anger came to her defense, however, and bolstered her resolve. Stupid
jerk, thinking he could just pull this type of crap all the time. He
could see how he liked feeling helpless and molested, she thought,
gathering up his clothes and the few other items of use in the room.
She�d dump them in Kagome�s room, just in case. Even if he did somehow
manage to get loose, he�d still be trapped in the room, hah.
�Have fun, Miroku!�
she called out and left the furious, sexually frustrated monk behind her to
contemplate exactly what he was going to do to her as soon as he got
out. She was going to get him all heated up and leave him like that
all night?!
I wouldn�t make any wagers on it, Sango, he thought
angrily. Manacles and perverted ninjas didn�t do me in,
an oil lamp and obi are sure as hell not going to stop me! He edged
up carefully to start biting at the tie around his wrists.

At dinner

Sango was pretty sure Inuyasha
and the others easily believed her lie that Miroku
was staying in their room trying to �sleep off� the drug, although Inuyasha looked at her oddly for a moment. She smiled
innocently back at him, doing a good impression of her husband at his most
deceitful, and Inuyasha grunted.
None of my business, he thought.
As Sango ate, she
thought about Miroku tied up and frustrated back in
their room, and smiled. Take that, you annoying lecher. She grinned
again to herself. Bet he won�t be trying his deceitful public groping again any
time soon, she thought smugly.
She was more than halfway through her meal
when the door to her left slammed open and she jumped in surprise.
Standing in the doorway, naked except for
some ragged bits of obi still hanging off his wrists, was a large and very
angry looking Miroku.
�What the hell happened to you?� Inuyasha asked, eyes wide as his
ears twitched.
�Shut up, Inuyasha.�
Miroku growled out, stomping over to Sango.   She couldn�t even
move, she was so shocked.
�What happened to your clothes, Miroku?� Shippou asked curiously.
�A small matter of
misunderstanding exactly how serious some actions and their consequences can
be.� He said,
glaring over at Sango as she finally started to move,
making to scoot backwards.
She couldn�t believe he�d actually come out
without his clothes!! He was standing out in public completely naked! And
he didn�t even seem to care!
Miroku reached down, yanked on her arm and pulled her
up. She stared at him, hardly daring to breathe. She didn�t know
when she�d last seen him so angry. Maybe this hadn�t been the best idea�
�If you�ll excuse us, Sango
and I need to have a little�talk. There�s
something we still need to finish.� He bent down, slamming into her stomach as
he flipped her over his shoulder.   She yelled at him and clawed his
naked back as he turned to leave and then yelled again when he smacked her in
the ass.
�Sango, you do not
want to make me any more angry than I already am.� He
said fiercely, slapping her ass again because�well, just because he could
really. Small bits of anger were already being transmuted to lust as he
stared at his wife�s bottom over his shoulder.   Damn, how the hell
was he supposed to stay angry at someone with this fine of an ass? he thought, shaking his head at himself as he left the room.
The group continued to hear angry voices yelling until the two lovers entered
their room and Miroku slammed the door behind them.
Kagome stared after them, still blushing
madly at the image of �furious naked monk� permanently imprinted on her brain.
She turned to Inuyasha, pulling at his sleeve. �You
have to go after them, Inuyasha!� She looked back at
the door.
He shook his head. He�d thought about
it, when he�d first seen the infuriated houshi.
Whatever the circumstances, Inuyasha wasn�t going to
let Sango get hurt, and Miroku
would hate himself later if he actually did anything to her when he�d lost his
temper. But considering how quickly his friend�s scent had been changing
as he left the room, Inuyasha wasn�t exactly worried
anymore. The only problem he could see at the moment was whether the two
of them were going to be loud enough to be heard through the walls�again.

�Don�t worry about it, Kagome. He�s
already not so mad anymore.�
�What? What are you talking
about? He looked furious�and he was naked! Something�s obviously
wrong��
�Feh, the only
thing that�s wrong is that Sango probably figured out
he was faking it and stole his clothes, I bet.�
�Wha- faking
it? Faking what?�
�Being drugged.�
�He wasn�t drugged?� Shippou
asked, mouth open.
�Eh? Oh no, he was. He was well
and truly fucked up and everything. Just�I don�t think he was as loopy as
he acted when Sango was carrying him, ya know? I bet she found out and got pissed.�
�When she carried him?� Inuyasha
nodded, �You mean, he let her think he needed to be
supported and then copped a feel the whole time? That � that�� Kagome
glared at the door. The glare turned back to him and he wondered what was
going on in her brain. �And you. You knew?� Inuyasha winced. Aw shit, he hadn�t thought about
that. Fuck.
�I didn�t know, exactly. I just kind of�suspected, that�s all.�
She glared at him another moment before
biting her lip, and Inuyasha had never been so
surprised in his life as he was when Kagome started giggling slightly.
�He faked it the whole time? And
she was trying to be so nice and not dump him off and, and now she got him
naked and stole his clothes?!� She giggled wildly, leaning on Inuyasha as she tried to catch her breath. �Those two
are just so�so��
��perverted and weird.� Inuyasha
finished, and Kagome shook her head as she continued to laugh.
�Miroku�s such a
deceitful hentai anyway,� Shippou
said, sighing as he continued to eat. �It�s not like she didn�t know
that. You�d think she�d realize he does stuff like this by now.�
�I bet she will after this.� Inuyasha said, feeling his shoulder vibrate as Kagome
continued to laugh against him quietly. Jeez, it wasn�t that
funny.
�Probably.� Kagome said, sighing as she was finally able to quiet
down and take a deep breath. I don�t know that she�ll let him know that,
though. He wasn�t the only one enjoying himself
in the woods.
She started giggling again and Inuyasha just shook his head, going back to his food.
Feh, women were really weird sometimes.
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At dinner