Miroku's Confused Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I own any of his characters. This story is set in the modern era. Inuyasha group is in a gang and Sango prefers a bat over a boomerang.
Hey you!
You there!
What's your name?
Whats your number?
Will you kiss me?
Will you kiss me here?
Would you kiss me there?
Will warm my bed?
Will you bare my child?
I love your eyes.
So warm and inviting.
I think they speak to me.
They say they invite me.
Invite me where?
Is it to your bed?
Or your legs?
That do the beckoning.
Why do your inviting eyes light up like that?
They remind me of passion.
Passion in the bedroom.
Why do you entice me so?
Lift your leg higher.
And higher.
And higher.
Don't stop.
Why you stop?
Why is your leg cocking back like that?
Are you trying to knock a spider off my shoulder?
That's so nice of you.
Why did you hit it so hard it was just a spider?
My face will be sore for days.
At least I caught a glance
A glance at those unmentionables
That I like to mention.
Speaking about mentionable were they black?
Or was that part of my black out?
I know you love me.
You show me that you care.
When you slapped that mosquito on my face.
Or the way you left eye twitches after I blush off the lint on your behind.
I love the way you make sure I stay cool by kicking me into the closest possible source of water.
Even when you stomp on me to make sure I don't catch on fire.
Fire because your loveliness ignites me on fire.
Our fire burns even more fiercely when we are in our street fights.
When I check to make sure that you don't have awful cancer that affects the breast.
You have to check these things quite vigorously, in the middle of a fight.
I even appreciate how you let me inspect your bat closer than most.
I wish you wouldn't let go while inspections.
One day you will be able to say it.
You know the words.
I love you Miroku, I want to bear your children no less than twenty.