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Evolution
By : Macx
Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Chapter List
- 1-Evolution
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-part 10
- 11-part 11
- 12-part 12
- 13-part 13
- 1
- 2
TITLE: Evolution
AUTHOR: Macx and Lara Bee
DISCLAIMER: Inu-Yasha and friends are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, and
whoever else claims them. We don't. We just play with them a little. No
money made, honestly!
Author�s Voice of Warning (aka Author�s Note):

English is not our first language; it�s German. This is the best we
can do. Any mistakes you find in here, collect them and you might win a
prize <g> The spell-checker said everything's okay, but you know how
trustworthy those thingies are.....
ARCHIVE: yes
WARNINGS: minor character death mentioned; het sex
TYPE: yaoi, hentai
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING(S): Inuyasha/Miroku, Sesshoumaru/Sango, Kouga/Kagome

(Shippo/Rin partnership mentioned in flashbacks)
STATUS: done
THE AU TYPE: Shards
FEEDBACK: empty inbox seeks emails <g>

Evolution is a direct sequel to Reassembled, picks up on events there
and continues them into the future.

It was one of those days. Blue sky, the sun out and shining strongly,
its heat warming up the fields, the grass and the trees. No cloud in the
sky. The forest was teeming with life, people were on their fields, working,
and the happy cries of children playing close by sometimes pierced the
air.
Inuyasha sat on the small hill overlooking a field of grass, sharp eyes
on the horizon. It had been five days. Five long days. Kagome had returned
home to her world after the final and decisive battle against Naraku. She
hadn't seen them in such a long time, Inuyasha understood her need to go.
Her longing for contact to the people she loved. She had a mother, a brother
and that strange old coot of a grandfather. They all wanted to know how
she was.
A small smile flitted over Inuyasha's features. Family was important.
He knew that only too well. He hadn't had one for too long, ever since
his mother had died when he had been just a child, and it had taken almost
too long for him to find a surrogate family in form of Kagome, Shippo,
Sango and... Miroku.
His own yearning grew.
Miroku had left almost immediately after Kagome. He wanted to visit
his stepfather and teacher, Mushin. Inuyasha had been drawn between going
with his lover and bonded partner, and staying here. In the end, Miroku
had told him he'd be back soon and that Inuyasha didn't have to come along.
The journey wasn't dangerous and he would travel on Hachi, who would fly
him to the remote temple. Inuyasha had relented. He knew he would be bored
to death within a day. His lover had to talk with the old drunkard of a
monk. The kazaana was gone, his own powers were developing in leaps now
that his spiritual energy wasn't devoured by the black hole any more, and
Inuyasha understood the need to be with someone who had known him for all
his life; who understood more about these powers than one might think.
So he had stayed here with Shippo, who had no problems playing with
the village's children and having a fun time. Sango had returned to the
demon exterminator's village with Kirara, but she wanted to be back when
Kagome came through the well again.
Sharp, amber eyes picked up movement at the horizon and Inuyasha perked
up. His eyes narrowed at the sole figure coming toward where he was sitting.
Tall, dark-haired, dressed in flowing, black robes.... And the jingle of
a staff audible even from here. He sniffed and his eyes lit up, a wide,
warm smile stretching his lips.
"Miroku!" he whispered, happiness in his voice.
He was on his feet and running toward the familiar figure of his lover
before he could even think about it.
Miroku stopped when he saw him, smiling, then found himself with an
armful of half-demon who bowled him over. Inuyasha pressed his lips to
his lover's, devouring him.
"Whoa, Inuyasha! People might think you missed me!" Miroku laughed when
he was freed from the possessive lips.
Inuyasha straddled him, growling softly, then kissed him again.
"I did," he panted between kisses and licks. "Daily. Every hour. Missed
you a lot."
Fingers carded into his long, white hair, holding on, and it was clear
he hadn't been the only one feeling alone.
"What took you so long?" he demanded.
"Mushin and I talked a lot," the monk explained, smiling up at his lover,
deeply violet eyes filled with warmth and happiness. "He gave me a few
pointers how to go about developing what had been blocked by the kazaana.
He was kind of surprised at how much energy there is."
Inuyasha's ears flicked and he took his lover's right hand, gazing at
it. Smooth, unblemished, no longer covered. Only the golden ring on his
middle finger was the sole reminder of what had been there. He kissed the
soft palm, licking along the sensitive inside of the wrist. Miroku shivered,
his eyes darkening a little.
"Missed you," Inuyasha murmured.
The dark-haired human smiled, cupping his face. "I missed you, too.
Is Kagome back already?" he added a question.
Inuyasha shook his head.
"Good. I want some time alone with you."
The very words were enough to lance a bolt of unrestrained desire through
the hanyou and he jumped up, pulling the slender man to his feet. Miroku
laughed, stumbling and almost falling against Inuyasha, who greedily kissed
him again. Then they were off to find a secluded place.
*
Miroku looked down at the silver-haired half-demon wrapped around him,
the heavy hair falling over Inuyasha's back and partially covering Miroku's
chest. His lover's head lay over his ribs, the golden eyes closed, his
whole body effectively trapping Miroku underneath him. His expression was
one of serene contentment. The monk had no problems with his living, breathing
blanket. He had missed his partner while he had been at Mushin's and not
just because of the hot sex. It was the whole package. The warmth, the
very presence of Inuyasha, his touch, his voice, his... being.
The Shikon no Tama had bound them together, but even before, there had
been a bond. Friendship, respect, love...so much.
Miroku gently stroked over the silvery hair, caressing one pointed dog
ear, and Inuyasha murmured softly, hugging closer. He grinned a little.
His eyes fell on the naked right hand and it was still a shock to see it
like this. He hadn't really gotten used to having a healthy limb, but it
was slowly getting through.
Naraku was dead.
The curse had been lifted.
The kazaana was gone.
For good. Forever.
Mushin had been surprised, but only briefly. He had inspected his hand,
had turned it over again and again, and had finally nodded his agreement
to the diagnosis. He was free of the curse. Aiko's revelation that he now
had a whole new energy resource at his disposal had surprised and slightly
shocked him. Mushin had given him a once over and the old monk had been
as serious as never before.
Inuyasha moved and his eyes cracked open, meeting Miroku's thoughtful
gaze. He pushed himself up a little, capturing his lips, and the two men
kissed leisurely.
"Tell me," the hanyou murmured.
Miroku sighed and readjusted himself to sit more comfortably. "Mushin
inspected my powers. Closely. He found... some surprising things."
Inuyasha stroked over his flank, a reassuring caress against the warm
skin, but he was otherwise silent.
"All Houshis have spiritual powers. It's what makes us what we are.
Some are stronger, some weaker. I always thought to be somewhere in the
middle, but the kazaana gave me an edge."
"You were never just in the middle, koishii," Inuyasha told him softly.
"You're strong. You're no mere human. I knew that from the day we met.
You countered Tetsuseiga with your staff and even back then the sword was
strong enough to cut through such flimsy barriers as a Houshi's ward."
Miroku shrugged. "My charms could never touch the stronger demons, nor
my seals. The ofuda were only useful against the weaker youkai."
"Miroku..."
He silenced him with a kiss. "It's what I thought I were. I didn't know
the kazaana was taking up so much of what I really was. Aiko said it blocked
me. It's true. I can feel the difference. It's growing each and every day.
Mushin said I'm not even fully developed now."
Inuyasha looked at him, eyes thoughtful. "So... what does it mean? Is
it dangerous?"
"No. It's me, Inuyasha. I'm in touch with something that was always
there, but never at my disposal. Now it is. I need to train it, see where
the limits are. It's like mastering the Tetsuseiga in a way. There's not
just what you can see, but also where you can go."
Inuyasha was silent for a while, just caressing him in a gentle pattern.
"Good," he finally said.
"Good?"
"I won't have to protect you all the time then."
"What?" Miroku exclaimed, putting some outrage into his voice.
"You're just a human after all."
He flipped them around so he was perched above the hanyou, looking into
the teasing amber eyes. Miroku grabbed his lover's wrists and pinned him
down.
"Weak human?" he echoed.
Inuyasha flexed his claws, grinning. "Yes."
He arched up and had Miroku off within a second, though his lover lithely
stepped out of his reach. Inuyasha stalked him, unable to stop his grin
from breaking free. With a quick lunge forward, the hanyou captured the
elusive figure against the ground and held him tightly, finding Miroku's
willing mouth. The kiss gentled as his overwhelming tenderness flooded
up through his desire, and his partner's laughing mouth grew softer and
warmer in response.
Inuyasha proceeded to deliver gentle bites and kisses to the exposed
throat.
"I give, I give!" Miroku moaned.
Inuyasha licked over one mark, then proceeded down to a nipple to give
it a thorough treatment. Miroku cried out, surging up into the torturous
mouth. Inuyasha reached down and cupped the straining arousal with one
hand, careful of his claws.
"Mine. I won," he growled possessively.
Miroku could only nodded, swallowing hard as he tried to suppress the
next cry, but it was futile. Inuyasha knew him too well and he didn't really
want to resist. He had never been able to resist this man. He flung back
his head, eyes closing as he gave himself completely to the demanding mouth
and hands and to the waves of desire radiating through Inuyasha's body
and his own.

tbc...
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