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A/N hmmm, I think it says something about this story that I have to go out of
my way to say the following: there is NO lemon in this chapter. I could
have put one in, but there have got to be some chapters that don’t have
lemons. This is one of them.
Have a great holiday!
Chapter 7 – Making an Offer
“Ieeee!”
Smack.
“Inuyasha! Dammit!” Miroku glared at Inuyasha in the early morning sunlight. The girls had gone
on ahead, again, and he was left with Inuyasha
to deal with.
Again.
“I couldn’t help it! You hide it all under those robes and it just makes me
want to check and make sure everything’s still there.”
“I can guarantee that it’s still there, you baka. Inuyasha, you are such a – a pervert!”
Inuyasha smirked at him.
“Don’t smirk at me! I’m serious! You are a total, absolute pervert!”
“Me?” Inuyasha seemed genuinely surprised by the
accusation and his smile faded.
“Yes, you!”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m not a damn lech.”
Miroku stopped dead. “You’re not seriously
suggesting that you’re not, are you?”
“I damn well am! Suggesting it, I mean.”
“Inuyasha, you grope me every single day!”
“So?”
“More than once a day!”
“So?”
“And you try to have sex with me all the time!”
“So?”
Miroku sputtered. He didn’t even know how to
respond to that level of denial. “So? So? So…don’t you
see any problem with that? Anything above and beyond normal
and well into ‘total lechery??”
“No.” Inuyasha shook his head, obviously annoyed.
“You have a pretty weird definition of hentai, Miroku.”
“I have a-? I have a weird defnition? I-
You- I can’t believe you! I can’t believe you…”
“Hey, you know what?”
“WHAT?!”
“No one else is around!”
“Wha-?” Miroku choked as Inuyasha yanked
at his shoulder and spun him around. “Oh, you cannot be thinking of…” by
the look in his eyes, he could. And he wasn’t a lech??
“Inuyasha, I’m still really pissed at you for last
night, I don’t want to…”
“You will.” Inuyasha said calmly, grinning, and
pulled him close.
Fuck. I probably will too. Asshole.
He grumbled to himself hours later as they approached the area where Inuyasha insisted he could smell the other’s camp. All he
wanted was a bath. Was that too much to ask? A little bath so he didn’t reek
from the constant sex. But no, Inuyasha claimed he
couldn’t find anywhere to bathe before they met up with the rest of the group.
Considering how much he whined about Miroku’s desire
to get clean, however, Miroku had his doubts about
the hanyou’s dedication to the task.
“Feh, don’t know why you want to bathe so often
anyway.” Inuyasha muttered irritably.
“Because you get me dirty so often, baka.”
“Ah, you like it dirty, pervert.” Inuyasha grinned
at him, watching Miroku’s face go up like a candle.
He laughed.
“Well, excuse me if I don’t want to smell like a brothel every time I meet
up with Sango and Kagome.”
“And this is related to bathing how?”
“I need to wash off the smell, Inuyasha!!”
“So? A little water isn’t gonna do that. It
just washes off a little dirt and oil.” He leaned over and whuffed
Miroku’s hair playfully with his breath. “You still
smell as much like me after a bath as you did before, unless you use that
perfumed crap of Kagome’s.”
“Inuyasha, quit trying to make me feel self-conscious. I know that’s
not true. I have a nose too, you know, and I don’t smell anything after I
bathe.”
“Well, you may have a nose, but it’s a wussy
little human nose, not a youkai or hanyou one. You all can’t smell shit. Trust me, a bath isn’t doing as much for your smell as you
think.”
It’s not?
Hold on a moment, if youkai can still smell
this…
“Waaaait. Youkai can tell when we’ve been intimate, even after I’ve
bathed?”
“Yeah.”
Eye wide in horror, Miroku looked at Inuyasha. “D-does that mean that- that Shippou
and Kirara kn-know what we’ve been doing?!!”
“Probably, although I’m not sure if the little shit knows what the smell
actually is, honestly.”
“But- but they could smell- even when it was you and Sesshoumaru? They could tell?!!”
“I think so, yeah.” Miroku sat down on the trail
with a thump as he tried not to hyperventilate.
All this time? And they already knew??
“Oh shit, does that mean Kagome and Sango know?”
his voice ended in a squeak. “Oh Dear Gods, what if they know we’ve been having
sex?”
“Would that be such a bad thing?” Inuyasha asked
carefully, watching him closely.
“It would be a disaster! Crap, they’ll think I’m a loose
woman!”
Inuyasha stared and finally he snorted, his lips
twitching. “A loose woman?”
Flushing, Miroku
waved his hand in front of his face. “Man, then. You know what I meant!!”
“I don’t know why that would bother you. Everyone has always thought
you were a lecher, isn’t that what a ‘loose man’ is?”
“It’s not the same!”
“Why not?”
“Be-because I was the one who pursued women! Now everyone seems to be
pursuing me! It’s totally different! They’ll think I’m…effeminate.” He blushed
even more as Inuyasha stared at him as though he’d
gone off his nut.
“Effeminate? Why the hell would they think that?”
“Because you and Sesshoumaru had
sex with me!! You do things…like this…to me all the time.”
“Yeah, so?”
“Isn’t that enough?!”
“No. Why the hell would who you have sex with affect who you are?” Inuyasha shook his head to himself. “That’s stupid. I mean,
I could kick your ass before we had sex, and I can still kick your ass. Hell, Sango’s a girl and she’s always been able to stomp
you flat. Having sex hasn’t changed any of that, has it?”
Oh, now I feel REALLY masculine.
“Eh…”
“It’s not a big deal. Anyone who thinks it is needs a good kick in the
stomach. I bet that shuts ‘em up.”
Looking up at Inuyasha, Miroku
smiled slightly. Knowing that Inuyasha meant exactly
what he’d said, that he’d quite happily kick anyone who said something negative
towards him, made him feel…better. It didn’t help with his fears over Kagome
and Sango, but the fear in the back of his mind,
where he wondered about his place in the world, was pacified slightly. If he
was going to fall in love with, and constantly have sex with, a man, Inuyasha wasn’t a bad one to pick.
As long as he didn’t mind the idea of someone else
protecting him. Taking a moment to think, he decided he could live with
it. If only Sango and Kagome didn’t know…
He let Inuyasha help him up and walked silently
next to him, trying to ignore the glances Inuyasha
threw at him continually. He found himself slowing as they drew near to the
camp and he could hear Sango and Kagome’s quiet
voices. Gods, he didn’t want to lose them! Except, wait a moment, if
they’d known all this time, they wuld have something
about it, wouldn’t they? If they were disgusted by him, he would have noticed
some change in their behavior, and there hadn’t been.
Hell, the night before, they hadn’t seemed to have a clue! Jesesh, he was an idiot! They didn’t know! Oh thank the
Gods! He smiled brilliantly and picked up the pace.
“Miroku?” Inuyasha asked, taking his hand a moment. “What?”
‘Nothing. I’m just acting like an idiot. Don’t
worry about me.” Miroku said, taking a deep breath
and waving slightly at the women as they came into view. He carefully withdrew
his hand from Inuyasha’s, trying to ignore the sudden
downswing in mood as he did so. It was better this way. If they never knew, the
group wouldn’t be affected when everything ended. That would be for the best.
He wouldn’t want Inuyasha to lose any more of his
friends; he had so few in his life. He shouldn’t have to give them up, no
matter what an idiot he might be. Miroku likely
wouldn’t last more than a few more years, anyway, before the kazaana took him. Maybe, if he was lucky, Inuyasha would still be with him until then.
If he was lucky.
He was opening up his mouth to say hello to Kagome when she stared behind
him and Inuyasha stiffened suddenly. Turning,
he saw a familiar whirlwind carom across the path and end up standing next to
him. Miroku sighed and leaned on his staff, ready for
the traditional exchange of curses and insults before Kagome sat Inuyasha into the ground.
Poor hanyou.
Inuyasha start growling and started walking to
stand between Kagome and Kouga. He’d only taken a few
steps before he stopped and looked back at Miroku. He
took a step towards him as well, stopped, took a step back towards Kagome, and
repeated it again as though he were performing some kind of stuttering, stacatto dance. Everyone watched him, totally confused.
Usually he’d already be between Kouga and Kagome and
well into the insult phase at this point. Why was he wavering where he stood?
What the heck was going on?
Kouga seemed to be a bit confused as well as he
stared at Inuyasha as though expecting him to charge
at any moment to follow their usual dance.
“So, what’s wrong with you this time, mutt? Finally give up and admitting
Kagome’s my mate.”
“She’s not your mate, you stupid cur.” Inuyasha
said automatically, still not moving closer.
Kouga glared at him curiously before looking to
the nearest person who might have an answer: Miroku.
“So, what the hell’s up with… “ he
stopped, eyes opening wide as he stared at the monk. “Oho! So that’s
what you’ve been up to!” He looked slyly at Inuyasha
and took a step closer to Miroku, watching the hanyou closely as he did so.
Inuyasha stiffened. “Stay the fuck away from him, Kouga.”
Kouga grinned. “Oh this is too good.” He
looked over at Kagome and Sango who were watching
them in confusion. “Kagome doesn’t know, does she?”
Inuayasha growled and took a step closer to the
pair.
“Kouga, please, don’t…” Miroku
asked urgently, looking at Kagome and Sango
fearfully. They couldn’t find out!
“Inuyasha, what’s he talking about?” Kagome asked
slowly, staring at all three men with a curious expression on her face.
Miroku froze. Inuyasha
had said that if he was ever asked outright, he wouldn’t lie. He’d tell them
what was going on. Oh Gods!
Kouga beat Inuyasha to
the punt. “Oh, he’s-“
“Please, Kouga, don’t!” Miroku
grabbed the wolf demon’s arm in desperation, having some insane idea of
covering the dense idiot’s mouth with his hand, and all hell broke loose. On
seeing Miroku’s hand on Kouga,
Inuyasha leapt for them both,
Kouga grabbed Miroku
around the waist and leapt away, staring back at the hanyou
gleefully.
“Leave him alone, you mangy wolf! Drop him right now!”
Kouga started to laugh. “And turn him down? You’ve
gotta be kidding!” he laughed again. “This is perfect!”
He turned back to Kagome, ignoring the struggling monk in his arm. “Don’t worry
Kagome, this is just a one time thing. I still want
you as my mate. I’ll be back once I’m done with the houshi
here.”
“Wha-? Kouga, what are you-?” Kagome stuttered, coughing slightly
on the dust cloud Kouga kicked up, already gone
before she finished her sentence. She and Sango
turned to look at Inuyasha. “Inuyasha! Why is Kouga kidnapping Miroku!!?”
“I can’t talk about it right now!” he yelled, “C’mon, we gotta
get Miroku back before Kouga…
Dammit, we gotta follow
them!” He started running after the whirlwind that was Kouga,
leaving Kagome and Sango to follow behind on Kirara, Shippou leaping up just
in time to hold onto Kagome as he whined not to be left behind.
Xxxxxx
Miroku’s breath whooshed out of him as Kouga tossed him to the bedding. Looking around what Miroku assumed was Kouga’s
current den, Miroku backed up slightly. He’d dropped
his shakujo when Kouga
first grabbed him, and he was cursing Inuyasha’s
lechery for his current lack of ofuda. They
constantly ended up ruined, mashed into the ground whenever Inuyasha
disrobed him suddenly, so he’d finally started keeping them in Kagome’s
backpack. And now he didn’t have one to use on the damn youkai
in front of him. Dammit.
What the hell was Kouga planning to do?
“What are you intending to do with me?” he asked warily of the ookami crouched comfortably in front of him.
Resting his elbows on his knees, Kouga grinned so
hugely he reminded Miroku of a dog baring his teeth.
“Oh don’t worry yourself, I’m just gonna fuck with
dog shit a bit. I bet he’s going crazy right now.” He laughed shortly,
watching Miroku. After a moment’s study, he tilted
his head to the side curiously.
“You don’t even know what you offered, do you?”
offered?
“I- I’m sorry, I don’t know what you mean.”
“Yeah, thought you didn’t know. Monk, you asked me if I wanted to have sex
with you, clear as day.”
“What?!”
Youkai were fucking insane!
“I- I don’t know why you think I would – want that, but- but there’s been
some sort of misunderstanding here.” Miroku said,
quickly scrambling away from Kouga until his back hit
the wall of the cave.
Kouga’s
eyes widened in surprise. “Hey, you don’t have to get all scared. I
wasn’t planning on taking you up on it or anything.”
Oh thank the Gods.
Kouga laughed again briefly. “Man, you really
didn’t know. That almost makes it even better!” At Miroku’s
confused staring, Kouga sighed. “Look, you’re a
friend to Kagome, so I’ll clue you in. When you’re standing between your mate
and a rival, don’t touch the rival without harming him. It’s an offer to have
sex; a sign that your mate isn’t doing the job, as it were.”
Miroku stared. Simply stared, his mind stuck on
one word.
“My wha-? Between my wh-what?
What are you- ? Are you cracked?!”
Kouga paused momentarily before he started
grinning. “You didn’t know? You didn’t know?” He started laughing again,
sitting back on his heels as he guffawed.
Miroku crossed his arms over his chest and scowled
at him. “I’m so glad you were able to get such a laugh at my expense.”
Throwing around words like mate…and I almost fell for it!
Kouga was ostentatiously wiping tears from his
eyes. “Oh Gods, monk, Inuyasha is even more of an
idiot than I thought. He mated you and didn’t tell you! This is just
rich! How stupid can he be?”
Wait, I thought he was laughing at ME?
“And Kagome doesn’t know, does she? She’s never going to forgive him!
She’ll finally realize what a faithless mutt he is and-“
“Inuyasha is not faithless.’ Miroku
couldn’t help protest. Kouga scoffed and rolled his
eyes. “He isn’t! He’s an extremely loyal friend….”
“But not a loyal mate, eh? He’s still hedging his bets, isn’t he? Not
telling Kagome yet, after all, is he?”
Miroku stared, struck. But he would have. He
would have if I hadn’t stopped him.
Is he more serious about this than I thought?
And why the hell is he still going on about this stupid ‘mate’ crap?
“Man, this is going to be great. It’s going to be driving Inuyasha out of his mind, the stupid mutt.” Kouga continued to grin from ear to ear as he looked the
monk over.
Miroku bit his lip as he wondered if he should say
something. Maybe if Kouga knew the truth, he’d quit
acting like such an ass and Miroku could just leave
without any difficulties. Considering how bloody ‘difficulties’ with youkai could get, he’d really prefer to solve this without
fighting, if at all possible.
“Eh, about that mate thing…”
“Mmmm?” Kouga raised an eyebrow.
“You – you’ve got it all wrong. It’s not… Inuyasha
and I aren’t… It’s just sex.” He said, wincing as he said it so bluntly.
Kouga smiled, shaking his head. “Nice try, houshi, but his scent covers you so much that I can barely
smell you anymore. He has to be touching you constantly for it to be on
you that much.”
Constantly would be an understatement.
“No one puts that much effort into keeping his scent on you unless you’re
already his.”
What?
“D-don’t be ridiculous. I’m not- It’s not- I’m a man, for Gods’
sake! You can’t be mates, married,… there’s no such
thing with two men!”
Kouga’s head titled a moment as he knelt again in
front of Miroku on the pallet. “What, ningen don’t do it that way?”
“Of course not!”
Kouga shrugged, uncaring. “Their
loss. Whereas youkai…” he smiled. “Well,
having your mate go to another for sex is about the most humiliating thing that
could happen in a mated pair.” He gloated with his eyes. “I’m really gonna enjoy screwing him over like this.”
Fuck, he really thinks Inuyasha is damn well
MARRIED to me. Son of a bitch.
Slumping against the wall, Miroku sighed to
himself. “So how long am I supposed to stay here, then? You know it’ll worry Kagome
too if I’m missing for too long.”
“Yeah, I know. It won ‘t be long. I imagine an hour
or two would be enough to get mutt face worked up completely.” He paused.
“Although he’s not gonna buy
it if he doesn’t smell me on you. C’mere, monk.”
On the verge of relaxing and preparing to ride out the next couple of hours
in boredom, Miroku froze.
“Excuse me?”
“C’mere. I gotta put my
scent on you or the joke’s no good. Come to think of it, you’d better take off
your clothes, too.”
“What? No!” No way was he getting undressed. Did the wolf think he was born
yesterday? Having someone disrobe for some lame excuse was one of the first
tricks a lecher ever learned. Never get naked in front of someone who
might have sexual designs on you. He’d never had to worry about that particular
rule from this angle before, but whatever Kouga said,
he certainly wasn’t going to trust him that much.
Too many with demon blood had been jumping him lately. He didn’t know
why they were, or what set them off, but considering that he’d been naked the
first time it happened with both of them, he wasn’t taking any chances.
“What’s your problem? Just take it off and let me put my smell on you
and then get dressed again. What’s the big deal?”
“What’s the big deal? What if I don’t want your smell on me? And how the
hell do you put it on, anyway?”
Because sex seems to be the way Inuyasha must
be doing it, and you aren’t getting a piece of my ass!
“Eh, I just need to touch your skin. Now c’mon, strip.”
“No!”
Kouga didn’t give any warning before he leapt,
yanking Miroku away from the wall with his shard
induced speed and throwing him onto the pallet
Miroku’s breath wooshed out of him again at the rough treatment, and he
kicked out at Kouga, grunting as the wolf demon
blocked it easily and started pulling at Miroku’s
clothes.
“Calm down, you idiot. It’s just a little cloth.”
He said, the kesa tearing
slightly as he yanked too hard, ignoring Miroku’s
fists and feet. “Damn, a lot of cloth. How the fuck does the mongrel even get
to you under all this shit?”
“Get the fuck off me!” Miroku yelled, pissed. He
cursed his stupid conscience that wouldn’t let him just open the kazaana and suck Kouga in. He
knew him too well now to view his death so lightly…even if he was a total ass
at the moment.
“There!” Kouga’s triumphant exclamation signaled
the end of Miroku’s robes as they finally gave up the
battle with a loud rip. Kouga pulled hard, tumbling Miroku slightly as the robes were forcefully taken from
him. He landed on his back in his fundoshi, swearing
as his head spun.
“Man, if I didn’t know you were mated before, the clothes alone give it
away. It’s gotta take some real dedication to get
through all of that crap all the time.”
Miroku glared at him, pushing himself up onto his
elbows. “It’s just sex.” He reiterated, and ground his teeth when Kouga laughed at him.
“Yeah, sure it is, monk. Okay, let’s get this
done.” He reached forward and grabbed Miroku’s leg,
rubbing his hand around the ankle and calf, working his way up his thigh
efficiently.
“Hey! Hands to yourself!” Miroku
tried to kick out at him again but Kouga caught the
other leg in his hand and merely started giving it the same treatment.
“That kinda defeats the purpose, doesn’t it? He’s
not gonna believe we did anything if you don’t smell
like me all over. It’ll just take a minute if you’ll hold still.”
“Shove off!” Miroku did not like the feel
of the wolf’s hands on him. He couldn’t say why, but it was making his damn
skin crawl. He tried to hit out at Kouga’s head.
Kouga sighed as though put upon greatly and
brought a hand over, smacking aside Miroku’s arms and
shoving down on his chest to pin him to the ground. His tail swished in
irritation.
“You’re freaking out for nothing, monk. I told ya,
I want Kagome.” He looked down at his hand on Miroku’s
chest and his fingers twitched slightly. “Although you do
have some damn soft skin.”
No! Oh no no no no no no!
What the hell is it with youkai now! Is the whole freakin’ world turning gay?? Or do I have some sort of
‘Fuck Me’ sign on my forehead?
“Damn, do all ningen have skin this soft? Kagome’s
never let me touch hers…” Kouga brought his face in a
little closer, looking at where he touched his chest. Miroku
tried to punch his head again and the ookami snorted
and simply gasped his hand and pinned it to the ground next to his shoulder.
His other arm was pinned quickly as well and he ended up with Kouga over him, holding him down by the arms.
Shit.
Kouga started rubbing his face across Miroku’s chest in even strokes as the monk squirmed
violently. When his head stopped moving and he sniffed at the skin below him, Miroku froze. However, when he licked Miroku’s
chest lightly, Miroku’s eyes started to widen in
panic. “Huh, you taste pretty sweet, too. I’d forgotten how sweet your
kind taste.”
“I taste like shit!” Miroku protested. “And my
skin is rough and calloused and hairy and I’m not Kagome!”
Looking up into his face, Kouga looked confused.
“I know you’re not Kagome, idiot.” He looked back down at his chest. “But
you’re wrong about yourself. You remind me a lot of Kagome, actually. Strong
and brave, but your bodies are so fragile and soft… You know, “ he said, thoughtfully, “if I licked you…”
“No licking!! I don’t even want you to be touching, dammit!
Kouga, will you cut it out!” Miroku
struggled against him, swearing, as Kouga licked him
across the chest again.
“I-I’ll tell Kagome!” he threatened, starting to feel a little desperate as Kouga licked him again, lower on the chest.
“She won’t mind, monk, once I explain it to her. It’s just a practical joke,
after all.”
“I don’t like practical jokes that involved licking me!”
I can’t believe I just said that.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be done soon.” Kouga said
calmly, and licked him across his stomach.
Not soon enough! Dammit, Inuyasha,
look what you’ve gotten me into!
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