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Disclaimer: I don�t own a darn thing related to Inuyasha
and rights, and make no money off of this, so it�s a good thing someone else
makes the money in this household!

A/N Well, for everyone who ever thought their
review didn�t matter, here�s your proof to the contrary. You showed so much
interest in parts I had essentially glossed over that I felt guilty, and I
started thinking, and now�now I wrote an entirely different chapter and I�m
stuck with a longer, probably better, story. Ah well, it was something to do on
a boring 12 hour car trip.
I�ve given up and accepted this as a story, all thanks to you guys. Hope
you�re happy now�I�m going to be thinking of guy sex all Christmas long, LOL!

Oh, big surprise, LEMON coming up.

Chapter 6 - Mine

Miroku swallowed heavily as Inuyasha
snarled in his face.
His momentary upsurge of temper had already dissipated; being toted across
the forest in the dark was a very effective emotional equalizer. Now, however,
he was uncertain just what to do. This hadn�t gone quite the way he�d planned
it. Well, the way he would have planned it, if he�d planned this out,
which of course he was too damn stupid to do. Not that he would ever have
thought he needed to plan for something like this.
How was someone supposed to plan for this high level of pain that could make
one act so precipitously? It�s not like he knew he was going to start
caring so damn much about the dog-eared idiot. Who could have foreseen that?
It was utterly ridiculous. And he�d never cared about someone this way. He�d
never realized how good it would feel to be with them, or how painful the
thought of being without them, or even without their affection, would be. It
was so overwhelming; how did one plan for that?
Honestly, being in love pretty much sucked.
�
In love?
�
Was this love?
�
Shit.
That was it, then. No getting out before things got worse�being in love was
probably about as bad as it could get, wasn�t it? It wasn�t as though it could
get any more painful than this, right? And with Inuyasha�s
annoying persistence, he�d never be able to actually tell him no and make it
stick. Not with his�problem.
All his life, he�d had a �problem.� Mushin had known about it, the
girls knew about it, and he was sure Inuyasha and
possibly even Sesshoumaru knew about it at this
point. It was a well established fact: Miroku was a
sensualist. He loved savoring the tastes and smells of good food. He
practically squirmed with his enjoyment of the different textures to be found in
the wealthier households: silk, velvet, polished teak, cold jade. He was moved
to tears by the sounds of well played music. And he was so very, very tempted
by beautiful, amazing, flesh. When he saw a beautiful woman, he just wanted to
touch and smell and taste and anything he could damn well get away with. And
then Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha
happened.
Suddenly he�d had someone who, for the first time, wanted to touch and smell
and taste him. And it was amazing. Addictive in and of itself to have
these wonderful sensations come to him rather than be sought out. Almost irresistible.
Okay, completely irresistible. Totally and utterly tempting him down
to his sensation seeking, lecherous little soul, which didn�t seem to give a
damn about how difficult this made it to try and distance himself from Inuyasha emotionally. As much as he protested, he craved Inuyasha. He was addicted to him, and even if that
frightened him, being without this scared him even more, not that it mattered
in the end.. Because he already knew he was going to
be tossed aside by the only person he�d ever fallen in love with, the one
person who constantly fed his need for sensation.
Sometimes life seemed terribly unkind�
And that led him here, to this moment. The rather violent
result of his one last fight against giving in to Inuyasha
and his magnetic appeal. Somehow, he seemed to have lost the fight
before it even started. Because here he was, essentially kidnapped, and
now�
Now�
Now, a big, pissed off half-demon, who was prone to ride him hard and make
him cum like a geyser, was pinning him to a tree.
And the thought was enough to start turning him on, in spite of everything.
He was such a fucking lecher. Although he really didn�t think it was all his fault. Really. If Inuyasha wasn�t so damn physical,
pressing against him and looking so wild and, hot, and�
Once again, I have got to be the easiest fucking lay in the world. He
looked into Inuyasha�s fierce glare and
frowned.
Why is he so angry, anyway?
Oh yeah, the leaving thing. Well, this should be interesting. I
wonder how quickly my pride and self-control will be in shreds this time?
He was jarred as Inuyasha shook him
slightly.
�Do you hear me? You had the chance to leave, Miroku.
I asked you! After Sesshoumaru and I had you, I
asked! And you stayed.� He growled as he brought his face in close �Now it�s
too late to change your mind and you know it!�
�Too late?�
There�s actually a �too late to leave� clause in this relationship?
That�s a new one.
�Too. Damned. Late. It�s not that fucking hard to remember!� When Miroku continued to stare up at him without any sort of
acknowledgement, Inuyasha�s hands tightened on his
shoulders and he pressed in until their bodies touched and his face was inches
away. �Don�t you understand? You can�t change it!! You don�t get to leave now.
You don�t get to leave later. You don�t get to leave, ever!�
�What?�
Feeling Inuyasha up pressed against his body, Miroku sighed to himself. Wouldn�t it be nice if he
actually meant it the way it sounded, he mused, growing hard and aroused.
Great, aroused, already. Look at himself.
He couldn�t even speak in polysyllabic words anymore, all because Inuyasha gave him a little sex.
Well, a lot of sex. But it was sex he didn�t want, or rather shouldn�t want,
because while a one night stand might be fantastic, a one night stand that
happened every single damn night rather defeated the whole purpose of a one
night stand in the first place. And he really wasn�t enjoying being the person
in the one night stand who wished that it were more.
He hated irony.
He sighed again softly as he took in the sight before him.
Stupid, angry, chilldish,
beautiful Inuyasha.
I just wish he felt something for me besides lust.
Inuyasha suddenly calmed, his breaths slowing. He
leaned his head on top of Miroku�s.and the monk could
feel his chest rumble deeply.
�See?� he whispered against Miroku�s hair. �You can�t
leave. I told you. It�s too late for you to leave�.and ya
know it, too.� Bringing his head back he tilted it down to stare directly into Miroku�s eyes, smiling slowly. � I
can smell it, remember?
Darn it, couldn�t he even savor his own sexual high for a moment without Inuyasha learning of it?
Stupid arousal voyeur.
.
Inuyasha started chuckling at the sight of Miroku�s disgruntled face. �What? You thought I wouldn�t be
able to tell? You�re hot as hell just thinking about what I�m going to do to
you right now, aren�t ya? Ha.�
Miroku felt himself flush. �You are the worst
winner I�ve ever seen. Can you stop with the gloating!�
�Nope.� He grinned, bringing his lips to Miroku�s and running his tongue over the edges of his lips.
He teased the crevice between them with careful strokes until the monk�s mouth
opened for him. Slipping his tongue inside, he drew it across Miroku�s slowly, pulling back a little at a time, over and
over until Miroku was the one who ended up plunging
his tongue into Inuyasha�s mouth. He started suckling
on the Miroku�s tongue, pulses of heat and pressure
enveloping it as he pulled on it. When Miroku started
to press against him, leaning into the kiss, the hanyou�s
hands stroking along his arms, Inuyasha finally
stopped.
�You�re mine, Miroku.� He said, smiling broadly as
he panted slightly.
�Wha-?� Miroku tried to get his brain to start working again.
�Mine?� he murmured.
Sounds just like a kid talking about his favorite toy. That�s just not
right.
�Yours?� Miroku took a
deep breath. Inuyasha could be so annoying. He could
have simply kept going and they�d have had sex like usual. But no, he just had
to have the last word. Just had to push it that last stupid
bit. It irked him.
�Inuyasha, you do realize I�m not a possession,
don�t you?� When Inuyasha simply stared at him as
though he were speaking in tongues, Miroku sighed.
�Whatever y-you may do to me, I�m still my own person, Inuyasha.
I�m not yours. I�m not anyone�s. I don�t belong to you anymore than I�d belong
to Kagome, or Sesshoumaru or � or- Kouga. I�m not-�
�Kouga?� Inuyasha�s grip suddenly tightened around his
shoulders.
Maybe that wasn�t the best choice to make my point.
�Inuyasha, that kind of hurts��
�Kouga?!�
�Eh��
�Why would you say Kouga? Why
would you talk about belonging to Kouga?!�
�It- it was just an example.� Of all the beings I could have named, I had
to pick one that�s guaranteed to set Inuyasha off.
Although it is his fault a bit. Getting me all aroused. He knows I can�t
think when my body�s distracted. He can�t expect me to be accountable for
what I say at a time like this.
�Is he who you were going to go to when you left? You were going to leave me
for Kouga?�
�Leave you for�? What?� Has he lost his mind?
He can�t have you!� Inuyasha snarled, pulling him
closer.
He has completely lost his mind. No question.
�Have me? What in the world makes you think
he�d want me? I�m not Kagome. Hell, I�m not even a woman!�
Inuyasha didn�t seem to be listening. �You�re
mine, Miroku, not his!�
�Inuyasha, will you calm down! You- Hey, what are
you doing?! Hey!�
Amidst a string of curses, Miroku found himself
stripped and thrown face down on the ground.
Inuyasha covered him with his body in moments and Miroku shivered as he felt the hanyou
on top of him.
�Inuyasha, s-stop it!� he stuttered, getting
rather aroused. They�d never done it this rough before.
Damn, his body feels so good.
Without production, Inuyasha pulled at Miroku�s hips, lubricated Miroku
quickly with his own fluids and started to push in. The monk�s eyes went wide
with surprise.
�Hey!! You can�t just- mmmmmm, aaaaah,
you- you-�
Woah. damn.
�You�re fucking mine, Miroku!� Inuyasha growled fiercely as he slid home. Miroku yelped once, his breath came in pants and he
shuddered violently. It was too tight and too rough and Inuyasha
felt far too big. And as usual, his body didn�t seem to care, because having
him inside felt so damn good. Rough hands dragged him further up onto
his knees and he shivered as Inuyasha twitched inside
him. Still growling, Inuyasha shoved his thighs apart
with his legs, splaying him open and bringing his balls resting against Inuyasha�s thighs as the hanyou
stayed embedded deep inside.
Inuyasha leaned over him and started to place
little bites along the back of his shoulders and back, growling in between love
bites. Miroku was slowly growing more and more tense
as each small pain sang through his body and seemed to flow down to pool into
his stomach in a hot, tingling, seething mass. Still, he wasn�t into pain. He
was certain he wasn�t enjoying this as much as his body seemed to think he
was.
�Mine.� Inuyasha said, pulling out to thrust in
hard and sudden.
�aaah!� He could
feel himself trying to stretch to accommodate the invasion of his ass, but it
was stretching him so much! Inuyasha felt so hot and
thick and he was pressing so harshly against the inside of him�
�No fucking way you�re leaving.� Thrust.
�Inuyashaaaaa!� Oh
Gods, he was so deep.
�Can�t believe� Kouga??� Really hard thrust.
�Ieeee, � Too
deep!
�MINE!� Thrust thrust thrust�
Miroku started keening frantically as Inuyasha pounded against him, sliding in and out of him
with impressive force as the hanyou kept him still.
Hips held fiercely by Inuyasha�s hands, Miroku rode out his building orgasm mindlessly. The inside
of him filled with dark heat with every thrust, his body vibrating from the
force of it, skin slicked with sweat, he clawed at the leaves underneath.

Inuyasha was howling by the time he finished,
slamming into Miroku so roughly that the monk could
feel his knees scraping along the ground. His own release hovered on the edge,
consuming him suddenly as the heat that had pooled in his stomach lunged out
and roared into his balls. He felt himself come hard, his seed pulsing out of
him in waves as he spasmed uncontrollably.
�SON OF A BITCH!�
He knelt face down, quivering with after shocks as his muscles seemed locked
in place. Inuyasha lay on top of him, one lazy hand
reaching underneath to stroke Miroku�s belly
soothingly for a moment before the hanyou sluggishly
pushed himself up. Pulling out from Miroku, he earned a quick hiss from the monk at his
withdrawal.
�Ow.�
Inuyasha reached around Miroku�s
waist again and pulled him up off the ground, sitting him on his lap as he sat
against the nearest tree. He leaned slightly to grab Miroku�s
robes and wrapped the kesa around them both.
Miroku,
still feeling flushed, sweaty, and starting to sting in some very intimate
places, looked at Inuyasha, aggrieved to realize that
the horny bastard hadn�t even removed his clothes during the entire business.
His hakama was simply hanging low around his
hips.
He is the most impatient, possessive jerk�who can make me feel like I�ve
been screwed by a troop of sailors on shore leave, in a good way.
He sat sideways on Inuyasha�s lap, leaning his
head on the idiot�s shoulder as he winced a little. He would just push away
from him and sit on his own, but at the moment, having a little padding under
his ass wasn�t a bad thing.
I�m going to be feeling this one in the morning.
Inuyasha started to run his claws through Miroku�s hair as he leaned against him.
�You�re an ass, Inuyasha.� Miroku said grumpily.
�Then you belong to an ass, �cause you�re still mine.� Inuyasha
responded, his fingers tightening almost imperceptibly on Miroku�s
hair for a moment before he started stroking it again. He pulled on it a little
until Miroku was looking up, and started kissing him
again.
Gentle again, Inuyasha seemed to be almost apologizing
with his lips, teasing soft pulses of sensation running across Miroku�s mouth.
Stupid fantastic kisser, if he thinks he can just make me forget about
this, he�s�.
�. He might be on the right track. Damn.
Miroku�s body was nicely buzzing again when Inuyasha stopped abruptly and looked up.
�Nnnnn, don�t stop.� Miroku
murmured, pulling at his hair.
�Eh, I think you might wanna stop now.�
�Why?�
�We�ve got company coming.�
�Eh?�
�Sango and Kagome and Shippou
and Kirara, I can hear everyone coming.�
�What!! Oh Gods! Shit, I�ve got to get dressed! I can�t let them find me
like this!!� Miroku leapt off of Inuyasha�s
lap, wrapping and rolling his robes frantically, his mind panicked.
�Inuyashaaa! Straighten
your clothes!� With one raised eyebrow in his
direction combined with a petulant sigh, Inuyasha
dealt with his own attire�s disarray.
By the time Kirara landed and unloaded 2 girls and
a kitsune, they were clothed and waiting for
them.
�Eh, K-Kagome, Sango, wh-what
a surprise.� Miroku rubbed
the back of his neck before dropping his hands to clutch at his robes.
�What�s going on?� Kagome asked, looking around them anxiously. �Shippou heard you leave and we thought maybe Naraku, or something else..? �
When Inuyasha merely crossed his arms and looked
at Miroku, the monk flushed and thought
desperately.
�Is everything all right? Why did you two leave without telling us?� she
asked, concerned.
�I- that is Inuyasha- he took me out here to- I
was sick!� He finally managed. �I was feeling ill and Inuyasha
took me out here to, eh, empty my stomach. I�m sorry we worried you. I- I asked
him not to wake you.�
�Are you any better, houshi-sama?� Sango asked, coming over to look at him closer.
�Oh yes. Yes, I�m fine now. M-much better now that I�ve
cleared out my stomach.�
�You threw up? That�s not what I smell�� Shippou
muttered just as Kagome started a litany of concerned questions that ended with
Miroku up on Kirara�s back,
heading to camp.
As she and Sango talked about what might be
affecting him from the back of Kirara, he closed his
eyes.
Great, now I have guilt on top of everything else.
Less than an hour later, as Inuyasha watched over
the camp from a treetop and the others sat near the fire, Kagome was still
watching Miroku closely as he sat drinking the tea
she�d insisted on making for his stomach.
�Are you sure you�re all right, Miroku? You look a
little flushed. Here, let me feel your head, do you have a fever?�
�I-I�m fine, Kagome-sama. It was j-just a little
bad food.� He said, feeling like the worst sort of friend. Now he could see why
Inuyasha had been so adamant that he wouldn�t lie if
he was asked about this situation. Keeping silent hadn�t felt all that bad, but
deliberately lying to them left a dirty feeling coating his throat.
�I still can�t believe Inuyasha ran that far with
you so ill. He could have just taken you to the edge of camp. He can be such a baka sometimes.�
Miroku felt even worse. Now Inuyasha
was being blamed for things that had nothing to do with him. Well, come to
think of it, it actually was his fault. If he had controlled himself a
little more, or was a bit less possessive, they wouldn�t have found themselves
out in the middle of the woods and he wouldn�t have had to make up this stupid
lie.
But still�
�I believe he was trying to , eh, keep the smell
farther from the camp so he and the demon members of our party wouldn�t be
bothered by it. You know how much more sensitive they are when it comes to
things like that.�
�Oh. I hadn�t been thinking of that.� She paused and then shook her head. �I
bet he wasn�t thinking of them at all. Probably just being a baby about his own
nose, as usual.�
�Now that�s not entirely fair, Kagome-sama. If
that was truly the case, he would have abandoned me there the moment I �eh-
fell ill.�
A little startled at his continued defense of Inuyasha,
Kagome looked at him curiously. �I suppose you�re right.� She said
slowly.
�You�ve been spending an awful lot of time with Inuyasha
lately, Miroku.� Shippou
piped up.
Miroku promptly choked on his tea, spewing it all
over his robes. Coughing and gasping, he missed Kagome and Sango
sharing a look between them.
�Eh, s-sorry.� Miroku
said, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum. �I g-guess my stomach isn�t
as settled as I thought.�
�Oh, don�t worry.� Kagome said, smiling gently. �We understand.�
�O-oh. All right then. I think�I think I�ll just go
to sleep, then. I�m sure I�ll feel better in the morning.� He said, already
turning away, hands shaking slightly, to lay down by the fire.

After taking a few minutes to clean up and bank the fire, Sango and Kagome joined Shippou,
who�d fallen quickly asleep on the opposite side of the fire. Talking in low
murmurs, the women started speculating.
�What do you think is going on between Inuyasha
and Miroku?� Kagome asked softly, looking over at Miroku�s still form.
�I�m not sure. Something�s certainly changed with those two. Goodness, houshi-sama hasn�t tried to grope me in weeks! �
�Me either. I was worried for a while there, although it�s rather nice to
stop having to be on guard all the time.�
Sango laughed. �I couldn�t agree more. And Inuyasha...�
�The laughing and smiling?� At Sango�s
nod, Kagome nodded back. �It�s so calm lately it�s almost unsettling.�
They lay quietly for a few minutes.
�I just wish I knew what they�ve been up to!� Kagome blurted. �The way Inuyasha�s been hovering around Miroku,
you�d almost think...�
�What?�
�Never mind, it�s ridiculous.�
Sango bit her lip and leaned a little closer.
�Does he remind you of someone courting?� she whispered quietly.
�Yes! That�s it exactly!� Kagome whispered back, excited. �I thought maybe
it was just me! You see it too?�
Nodding, Sango looked at her closely. �You- you
don�t seem all that upset at the possibility.�
Kagome leaned back and looked up at the stars as she answered. �I know. I
always thought Inuyasha would be happy with me, as
long as Kikyou wasn�t around, but now? I�ve never
seen him like this before. And if Miroku is the
reason he can finally laugh like this? How can I not want that for him? I love
them both, after all. I just�I just want them to be happy.�
�Me, too.� Sango
whispered, closing her eyes briefly. �I suppose I�ve felt the same. Not once
has Miroku stopped flirting with other women because
of me, not unless I physically threatened him. And look at him now, he doesn�t even look at the women in the
villages. I guess he just needed, �her voice hitched a moment, � someone else. I suppose I can take comfort in the fact
that at least this way, we all still have each other as friends. As long as Miroku is happy with it, I can support it.�
�Mmmm.� Kagome smiled
suddenly, �although Miroku seems a bit jumpy lately. Inuyasha�s always the one who�s going over to him, have you
noticed?�
�Serves him right if he�s being pursued. Give him a
taste of his own medicine.� They both giggled softly for a few minutes.
Sighing, Sango stared at the stars as well. �You
think they�re really a couple?� she asked, voice a little sad.
�I think so.� Kagome replied in a similar tone. �I just wish their
relationship wasn�t going to be so hard on them, having to deal with other
people�s reactions to it��
Nodding, Sango agreed. �I know. It�ll be so
difficult when people won�t accept a hanyou and a
human.�
�A hanyou and a�? I hadn�t thought of that. I was
thinking more of two men.�
�Two men? Oh, that�s not all that uncommon among youkai.�
�It�s � it�s not?�
�Not at all. Sometimes they�ll even have 3 or 4 of
different sexes all mate together.�
�3 or 4?� Kagome squeaked.
�Mmmm. It�s an important
fact to learn about youkai for an exterminator: mates
will fight quite fiercely for one another, more so than usual. You have to be
certain you don�t assume it�s going to just be one youkai
of the opposite sex. Goodness, I can remember when what I thought was a simple
nest of snake youkai turned out to be an entire group
of mated adults. I almost didn�t survive the fight.�
�A group? An entire group?� kagome said faintly.
�Yeah, you wouldn�t believe what some of them do when they---�
�I don�t want to know!� Kagome blurted, blushing furiously as Sango laughed.
Smiling softly as her chuckles subsided, she thought for a few more minutes.
�There is one thing about Miroku and Inuyasha that we can enjoy, at least.�
�Yes?�
�They�re fun to watch. Totally kawaii together,
aren�t they?�
Kagome laughed, even though Sango saw a few tears
still on her cheeks. �Very kawaii.�
She was quiet again, and Sango thought she�d fallen
asleep until she asked tentatively. �Sango, would you
mind if I lay closer? I just feel a little lonely tonight.�
�Of course.� Sango
replied, trying to ignore the tears on her own cheeks as she scooted over by
her friend. �Good night, Kagome.� She whispered, resting her head next to
Kagome�s�
�Good night, Sango.�
They were just drifting off to sleep when Inuyasha
finally opened his eyes and looked down at them from the tree limb he was
sitting in. He sighed sadly.
�I�m sorry, Kagome.� He whispered, and then looked over to Miroku, and smiled softly. �Although if
anyone is kawaii, it�s the houshi,
not me.� He added gruffly, and then closed his eyes and tried to
actually fall asleep..
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