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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Let�s see: don�t own the
rights to Inuyasha, it�s
characters, etc. Wish I made money off of it, but don�t.
A/N Thank you for the reviews
everyone! My one informative moment here: limes,
and lemons are in this story, as well as some mild/teasing oriented m/dom, although some chapters are citrus free. I won�t
have warnings in specific chapters, just right here and now for the story
overall.
Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 6: Miroku's
Dedication
Inuyasha prowled around Kaede's
home, cursing constantly as he circled it in the darkness, decapitating flowers
with his toes. What the hell was he supposed to do now?
xxxxx
Earlier
He brought Kagome to Kaede's
village and dumped her on the ground where the whole group was outside
training. Almost immediately, she jumped back up and he spent the following
minutes blocking as Kagome attempted to kick, bite, scratch, and otherwise maim
him in as many places as she could reach. He debated simply grabbing her again,
but the thought of embracing her bare legs, well, the thought of holding her at
all, was so appealing that it made him feel rather uncomfortable. He
wasn�t sure what might happen if he touched her again like that, so soon.
Stomping her was obviously out, too, so he decided he�d just have to outlast
her and keep her away from any important parts. That shouldn�t be too
hard: she was just a girl after all.
Sango and Miroku watched
Kagome�s attack for only moments before trying to intervene.
"Kagome-sama,
please, calm down! I'm sure we can solve this peacefully." Miroku said, futilely attempting to hold her back.
"I will not
calm down! Do you know what this dumb, stupid, stubborn jerk is doing?"
she paused to glare at Sango and Miroku,
"He won't let me go back home!"
"What?" they both exclaimed. Miroku let go and Sango glared at
Inuyasha in what was becoming her habitual expression
near him recently. Miroku shook his head ruefully. He
really needed to talk with Inuyasha
about how he treated the ladies. Expressing a desire for your lady's company
could be accomplished with so much less...violence...if you knew how to go
about it. Well, as long as the lady in question wasn�t Sango.
But honestly, women and orders simply didn't mix, and if he knew anything about
Inuyasha, it was that he always gave orders. Miroku paused in his musings
as he noticed Sango. She still had on her slayer
outfit, and he could see she was now getting set to practice some of her skills
on a certain half-demon. This was not good.
Miroku really didn't want to see the entire group
battling each other, and he certainly wasn't going to allow Sango
to engage Inuyasha without his subjugation beads. She
might actually be injured if the hanyou didn�t
control himself properly. Sighing deeply, he shook out
his hands, getting the blood flowing. He knew what he had to do,
as much as it went against his better nature...not that it had ever stopped him
before. The sacrifices he went through, he thought with a small grin. He
reached over to the fuming Sango and lovingly
caressed the closest side of her rounded bottom, squeezing slightly.
She bitch slapped him without even
bothering to turn and look.
Ow.
He rubbed his cheek, but quickly realized
that Sango�s anger on Kagome�s behalf was consuming
enough that his small caress was barely registering. So, a challenge, was it?
He laid his staff on the ground, stepped closer to Sango,
and placed both of his hands on the cheeks of her ass, cupping
them happily. He let his fingers dig into the soft flesh, her tight outfit
allowing him greater access to the two firm spheres. Oh. Dear. Gods. He closed his eyes. Without her kimono on, he
could likely even get access between her legs, he thought, one hand creeping
slowly downwards.
Sango stiffened as she felt full contact across her
entire bottom. Miroku, that stupid hentai�she shivered suddenly as he squeezed, surprising
her. Quickly, almost frantically, she spun around and planted her fist in
his face, knocking him head over heels. He lay on the ground and blinked over
at her through bleary eyes, already feeling one of them starting to swell up.
After a brief frown at him, she deliberately refocused her attention towards Inuyasha and Kagome. Her fists clenched as she looked
for an opening. Focus on Kagome, she told herself. Not one what
just happened, not on that stupid Monk, and his hands, and�.grrrrr,
why did he always do that?! She glared at Inuyasha,
ready to redirect her anger at him if it would help Kagome. Men!!
Well, this looked like it might take some
real perseverance, thought Miroku. Be strong, he
counseled himself. He heaved himself back up quickly, closed the distance
between himself and Sango, and reached around from
behind her to cup her breasts. He closed his eyes again to better enjoy what
his hands were doing. Sango had spectacular breasts.
Why had he never thought of doing this before? How was it he had never touched
these amazing, soft wonders-of-the-world when they'd been staring him in the
face for months now? He leaned his head forward and kissed the vulnerable back
of her neck, left bare by her upswept hairdo, as his hands started kneading
softly. He could feel her nipples peak slightly and smiled, rubbing his
thumbs over them in small circles.
Feeling the heat of his palms over her
chest, Sango looked down in shock. Little tingles ran
over her skin as warm breath caressed the back of her neck just before his lips
brushed her nape. He groaned softly against her skin, and she drew in her
breath sharply. Oh my goodness, the man had hands that could tempt a saint,
honestly. She closed her eyes and felt her knees give out for a moment when his
thumbs started rubbing across her breasts. Hearing a frustrated grumbling, she
opened them back up to see Inuyasha blocking yet
another punch from Kagome and reason returned. What the hell was she thinking? This was Miroku, for goodness sake, and
look at what she was letting him do!
"Hentai!"
She whipped around to beat him into the ground, but her arm met empty air. He
had tightened his grip and was still groping her breasts, moving his legs
quickly so he stayed directly behind her and out of range of her fists.
"Let go, Houshi!" she demanded, trying to
pry his hands off her chest while spinning back and forth in an attempt to
reach him. "You are a dead man!"
"I don't believe- releasing you would
be- in my best interests," Miroku panted as he
buried his face in between her shoulder blades, his hands hanging onto her
torso for dear life, his feet moving desperately in an instinctive attempt to
keep all his body parts intact and out of her reach. Upon reflection, maybe
this hadn't been the best plan of action. Ah well, he'd always lived with the
knowledge that he would likely die at a young age. It wasn't such a bad way to
go...
Sango, in the meanwhile, had finally managed pry his
hand off one breast and pulled his arm away from her. Using his captured limb,
she heaved him over her shoulder. He flew through the air and landed facedown
in a heap near Kirara, much to Sango's
satisfaction. She watched his still form for a moment before turning away from
him again. After the dust settled, Shippou peeked his head up from behind Kirara
and looked at him.
"Is it safe to come out yet?" he
whispered.
Miroku attempted to stand and groaned as he couldn't make
it past his knees. "No, I don't believe so, Shippou."
He said, sighing deeply as he noticed Sango once
again focusing on Inuyasha and the violently angry
Kagome. Well, Inuyasha's activities were definitely
keeping Sango distracted, just as he'd hoped the
evening after the beads came off. And it was giving Miroku more opportunities to pay his respects to some of Sango�s most appealing assets. He simply hadn't thought
every opportunity would come in the same day!
"I don't know if I have the strength
for this," he moaned. He managed to get to his hands and knees and crawled
laboriously over to Sango. She was watching Inuyasha�s Kagome-Avoidance-Dance, obviously looking for an
opportunity to intervene in a way that wouldn't injure Kagome.
Miroku took a deep breath. This is for Sango�s own good, he thought virtuously, and pushed himself
up on shaky arms to kneel behind her. He leaned forward and grabbed her around
the hips at the same time he laid his face on the soft pillow of her bottom and
nuzzled it. He closed his eyes and tried to live in the moment. Enjoy this
lovely sweetness for the minute it lasted. And please, whichever Gods were listening, let this be enough!
Sango stiffened as she felt Miroku's
arms embrace her and his face press against her backside. It can't be, she
thought. There is no way he's back here again! She looked
down at the robe clad arms softly caressing her lower belly, moving down
towards the apex of her thighs, and her vision took on a red hue.
"HOUSHI!" She stepped forward, jerking out of his hold, and
spun around in time to see Miroku smack into the
ground as he lost the support of her body. She stepped close, yelling at him.
"What does it take to make you stop!" His
arm twitched and reached up to unerringly find her thigh, his face remaining
firmly on the ground.
"AAAARRRGGGH!� she screamed, slapping
it away. "I am going to kill you, I swear, you sneaky, lecherous,
underhanded, stupid hentai!" She punched down
sharply, hitting him in the back, and knocked his body a few inches into the
soft dirt as he grunted in pain.
"Sango,
if you would just let me explain-" came his
muffled voice from the dirt. Her fist came down again, hitting him in the
shoulder. "Ooof." Sango raised her fist one more
time to pound the lecherous houshi when she felt
Kagome's soft hand take hold of her arm. She looked at her in surprise.
"Kagome? But, what about Inuyasha...?"
Kagome smiled tenatively,
although her eyes were fierce.
"Oh, he's still gonna
pay, believe me." She said.
Inuyasha watched the exchange with wide eyes. Sometimes, Miroku was rather awe inspiring. He wasn�t sure whether the
monk was the most dedicated lecher he'd ever seen, or if he simply had a death
wish, but picking Sango as the focus of his
attentions was a true act of bravery, in his opinion. And of course, all Sango and Miroku's fighting had
finally distracted Kagome and had her going over to play peacemaker. Thank
goodness. She�d lasted a lot longer than he�d thought she would! Miroku�s actions had definitely made his life easier and
kept him from losing his temper�or worse. Inuyasha
supposed he owed him one.
Kagome and Sango
exchanged glances, each taking a moment to glare at the men next to them, and
then they studiously ignored Inuyasha and Miroku as they walked past them with their noses in the
air. Inuyasha glared after them...this was really
starting to piss him off. What, was every day now going to end with Kagome and Sango walking away from him in a snit? He huffed out a
frustrated breath. Women!
Miroku was still laying in the
dirt, so as the women disappeared over the crest of the nearest hill, Inuyasha picked him up by the neck of his robes and shook
him slightly to get the dirt off.
"I'm fine, Inuyasha."
Miroku groaned as he was shaken like a rag doll.
Grunting irritably, Inuyasha dropped him to the
ground. The bruised monk pushed himself up and sat there, breathing through his
mouth to deal with the pain. "I take it," he huffed, "that
Kagome finally took notice and intervened?" Inuyasha
nodded. "I'll have to make sure and say some prayers of thanks for
her." He said, and then fell over onto his back, unconscious. Inuyasha could hear him breathing, so he left him laying
there and sat down himself. Peeking out from behind Kirara
first to make certain it was safe, Shippou crept out
and huddled next to them both, watching Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha,
is Miroku gonna be okay?
He's not even moving."
"Eh, don't worry about him. He'll
take a day or two to get over it and then he'll be back to normal." Inuyasha said gruffly. Shippou
nodded, but was still obviously concerned.
"Why does he touch Sango like that, anyway, when he knows she's going to hurt
him?"
Miroku, obviously not as dead to the world as they'd
thought, mumbled, "...worth it..." before lapsing into silence, his
eyes not bothering to open. Shippou waited for more,
and then turned to Inuyasha again.
"What did he mean? Why does he like
touching women's bottoms, huh? What's so great about them?" Inuyasha turned red and he glared at him, flustered.
"It...there's..it's...nothing!
There's nothing special about Kagome's bottom at all!" he sputtered. He
realized what he'd said as a small smirk appeared on Miroku's
'unconscious' face and Shippou looked at him oddly.
"I didn't ask about Kagome's..."
"Just shut up about it already, all
right! It's nothing to do with you!"
Shippou glared at him and grumbled under his breath.
"I was just asking, no need to get all nasty about it."
Inuyasha turned away from them both to do some muttering of
his own. Miroku, acting like a lecher and making him think about Kagome that way,
and stupid Sango, always taking Kagome's side in
everything, hmph. Stupid women were probably
talking about him right now, too, he thought angrily. Glaring at the ground, he
couldn�t help imagining them standing together and complaining about his vices.
They always did that, half the time close enough that he could still hear
them. He still wasn�t sure if they did it on purpose or if they simply
forgot how well he could hear.
He stiffened suddenly at the image that
came into his head. He'd noticed their direction off-handedly as they'd left,
so the destination had simply appeared in his head as he thought of their
griping. But, if they were still going that way, then� they'd be at the
bone eater's well! No, she wouldn't have tried to go back, would she? He jumped
up and bounded towards the well...
�and that's how he'd ended up circling Kaede's damn hut in the middle of the damn night. He'd
caught up to Kagome just before she'd gotten into the well, since going home
was exactly what she'd been about to do. After he carried her
stiff form to the village, he�d deposited her next to the incapacitated Monk
and watched her like a hawk as she'd angrily broken out her mother�s dinner and
eaten it savagely. He'd followed her to Kaede's
for the night, but caught her sneaking back to the well again when he'd gone out to take a piss.
Once he�d dumped her in the hut, furious and glaring at him, he�d decided to
start patrolling outside, not sure he'd stay awake otherwise.
Damn good thing he did, too, because he�d
stopped her trying to slip out one last time before he�d carried her, cursing
and biting, back inside. Miroku, who'd barely managed
to pull his sorry butt into the hut before collapsing for the night, had whined
about the noise they were making, which at least made Kagome feel guilty enough
that it cut the fight short.
Now he was stuck here for the rest of the
night, 'cause who knew when she was going to try to get back home to that
stupid Hojo? She was so damn stubborn. "I should
just tie her up and be done with it." he growled
as his tired body cried out for sleep. He got an image of her with bound hands,
looking up at him with tears in her eyes.
"Shit." All right, so he was a
wimp. She'd cry and then he'd have to let her go and then everyone would KNOW
he was a wimp. At least this way, he was just a private weakling.
You're keeping her from her family, aren't
you? his conscience prompted. You think that's not
going to make her cry?
Shut up.
And school? You know she really wants to
go to school, how can you keep her away from that? Look how hard she works just
to keep going there. Are you so selfish that you'll take everything away from
her just to keep her here?
She'd have me, he thought plaintively.
Oh, like that makes up for anything, his
conscience sneered. She has her family and friends in her own time.
She'd be much better off away from demons and Naraku,
and you, frankly.
He sighed sadly as he continued to walk
around the hut, his ears and shoulders drooping in dejection. He was going to
have to let her go back, he thought. He shouldn't have tried to stop her in the
first place, idiot that he was. How could he do it, though? The thought of her
around all those males, without any supervision or protection, made him feel so
crazy he wanted to find something and kill it bare handed. And how could he let
her go back when they'd fought so much over it already? He had his pride,
right? He couldn't let others know he was so weak that one woman's feelings
controlled his actions�could he? Dammit anyway. What
the hell was he supposed to do now?
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