A Simple Bite

Is up and running yet again. I am extremely pissed right now because I lost half of the documents in the internet and computer. Yes, it was the rating that needed to go up... I am sad. I need help from all of who review.

It's gonna be a long ride until this fiction is up again with its full content and until it is finished. Just, please, hang in there, readers!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Sonshi!

Nervous. Very nervous blew the harsh, bitter wind against the five companions that trudged upon the damp, cold, and stiff mud that covered the ground. The young kitsune was beneath the clutches of the teenage miko, fast asleep with a cat demon snuggled next to him. It turned out to be a rather gloomy day and neither were the companions' attitudes. The hanyou, as always, was upset about the fact that they didn't stop at the village they had passed earlier to take a rest.

The monk could sense something that the others were not aware of. He knew there was someone, something following them. Every night they would stop to make camp, he could sense it there, watching them; waiting for a chance to come and attack. But it never did. Though, he saw it. He saw her. She would stand right behind Sango, looking like a phantom carrying an old bloody blade. She would stare right at him; into his eyes. When he would sleep he could sense her leaning over him; studying his body. Sometimes he thought it was just his vivid imagination, or maybe even paranoia. He needed to talk to someone.

The monk reached his hand up and tucked one of his ebony spike of a bang behind his ear. The demon exterminator seemed to have caught up with him and was about a foot infront of him, when Inuyasha, the leader of the gang stopped in a clearing and turned around. Kagome looked up and saw the hanyou facing her with a distinct face.

"We are to make camp. You and Sango shall prepare camp while Miroku and I gather firewood." he commanded. Kagome was too exhausted to go on and a nice fire sounded good to her. She nodded and came to a dry spot and put Shippo and Kirara down. Miroku and Sango followed their movements and set their things down. Sango put down her Hiraikotsu while Miroku set his golden staff down next to it.

Kagome had already started to rid the area of any big stones or limbs. Inuyasha nodded to Sango, "Sango, help Kagome." He said. Sango nodded back and started to pick up a few stones. Miroku started to head into a forest with Inuyasha following.

Inuyasha had about a big bundle of firewood and was still spotting more along the forest floor. Miroku had about three big limbs and was leaning down to get another when he spotted the woman staring at him again. The monk's grasp on the firewood let loose and the wood fell to his feet. He couldn't see her full body, just an outline of black. Her figure flashed before his eyes and he gasped, falling on his knees.

"Miroku, what the hell...?" Inuyasha asked, coming up behind his friend that seemed to him to be in shock. Inuyasha set his firewood down and placed a hand on Miroku's shoulder. The monk had made no further movements. He just seemed to stare ahead of him, just shaking; wanting to scream bloody murder that this woman was a stalker. But something kept him from saying a thing.

Inuyasha looked at where the monk was staring and saw nothing but trees. "Watcha staring at?" he asked as if Miroku was a small child. Miroku then moved his head down, almost touching his collar bone, and shook his head.

"Nothing, I just though I saw something." he lifted his right leg up, and pushed himself off of the damp ground. Inuyasha narrowed his eyes, but then leaned down ant picked the rest of his firewood up and made his way back to the clearing. Miroku watched Inuyasha leave, and once the hanyou was gone, he picked up his firewood. As he made his way to the clearing, he stopped and turned around.

The woman was gone. Miroku sighed and then left the area, going to where the rest of the gang were.

It was dark, darker than usual this night, but none of the group had yet realized it. They were all gathered around the fire; the boys and girls had ramen, rice, and fish. Earlier, while the boys had been gathering firewood and while the girls had made camp, Shippo and Kirara went to a river and caught a few small mouthed bass along with a small brim. Since barely anyone could eat a brim, they set the lucky fish back in the water.

Shippo picked and nibbled what was left of his fish. The only thing that the gang could see of the fish was it's head and the bones, just with a tiny bit of meat still attached to the thin, fragile ribs. Kirara was sitting right next to the kitsune and was pigging out on a bowl of cat food mixed with rice and corn. Sango slowly ate a cup full of white rice mixed with some tender pieces from her cooked fish. Miroku practically had the same, but ate his faster for he was nervous. Kagome had some ramen mixed with cooked fish, and as always Inuyasha had ramen.

After their small feast, Shippo and Kagome quickly fell asleep, cuddling next to each other in the young miko's sleeping bag. It took a while for Inuyasha and Sango to get the least bit tired, but soon they decided to sleep. Miroku felt his eyelids collapse after five minutes of watching Inuyasha sleep.

A woman dressed in black stepped cautiously among the damp leaves that lay upon the forest floor. She knew the keen senses of the half demon. If she had stepped on a dry leaf, it would crumble and Inuyasha would likely sense it. She wanted to be almost invisible. In some ways she was. But that was her life, or death. Was she a demon? Was she a spirit? Was she human? She was all.

She finally made it to the clearing where the companions slept where there were no more leaves to worry about. The woman walked towards Inuyasha and stopped about two inches away from his face. She leaned even closer to his face. It was almost like she was about to kiss him, though she made no further movements. She could feel his gentle blows of exhaling through his nostrils on her cheeks. She knew he wouldn't wake up just yet.

The dark woman then moved on to the next member. Her host. The one man she would always stalk; Miroku. The monk lay on his back, breathing long and deep, with his staff about two feet away. She moved closer to the monk and hovered right over his face. Her black raven-like hair drooped over her shoulders, laying her reddish eyes staring into Miroku's closed ones.

"Miroku..." she whispered in a rather hoarse tone. The monk shifted under her gaze and his eyes slowly opened and then focused on her body. He then realized who was over him. Miroku's eyes got wide and he was about to scream when the woman's hand reached out and covered his mouth with her palm. Miroku made muffled sound under her hand and wanted to run away, but his body refused.

"Shhh ...I'm not going to harm you. I only wish that you help me." she said, slyly taking her hand away from the monk's mouth. Miroku shook now, and wondered what the hell she wanted.

"What do you want...?" his voice trembled, for he was scared. The woman pulled Miroku up to a sitting position and smiled, exposing her sharp, fang-like canine teeth. Miroku gasped and decided to know another question.

"Who are you?"

The woman closed her lips and shook her head, making her long bangs blow out of her face, "My name is Sonshi." she began, "And what I want from you is your virginity." she leaned very close to his face and Miroku sweat dropped. Sonshi came so close to his face, that her lips touched his. All of a sudden she thrust her tongue into the monk's mouth as her charming eyes shut. Miroku was confused, and shocked, but soon he understood. Feeling a bit brave, he used his own tongue to push hers back into her mouth.

In less than a few minutes, Sonshi lay atop of Miroku, folding back his black and violet robes. She took her soft hand and then pulled a long sleeve over the monk's shoulder, pulling it off of his body. Miroku was half naked, his chest was bare, but he still wore the knee long pants. Sonshi then moved up, just now sitting on his abs. She had already thrown off her large, heavy kimono and now only wore a thin, layer of cloth over her chest and bottom half. She laid her hands in the middle of her bosom, fingering the tie that kept the cloth on. Miroku smiled and nodded for her to untie it.

Sonshi smiled and took one of her fingers to pull a string. The tie dispersed to just two tiny straps attached to the cloth. She reached her left hand up and slipped her fingers under the cloth which began at her collar bone. Miroku was somewhat enjoying this sexual relationship. Sonshi then took the cloth off of her chest, giving the monk her radiant, perfect bosom.

Miroku could only say two words: "Daddy like." Secretly, this was his first time and he did not want to tell this woman that seemed to be screwing with him. Now, Sonshi leaned atop Miroku and hugged around his neck, letting her naked body rub all over him.

"I want you in me." she whispered into his double pierced ear. Miroku took a deep breath and seemed to be blushing ferociously.

"Okay." he agreed.

Sonshi moaned in pleasure as she felt the monk enter her body. She pressed her back up against Miroku's chest and used her left arm to reach up behind his neck, and brought her hand down slowly, and then stopping when her palm reached his chin. She turned her head towards the monk and stared deeply into his eyes. "Now..." she whispered moving closer to his neck.

"You are mine!" she exclaimed, right before she curled back her front lips, showing her fangs again, and then burying them into his neck, where his blood flow. Miroku gasped, as he felt her sucking away at his blood. An ear-splitting scream rang in Miroku's ears as he shook now. Sonshi stopped sucking, and then stared into Miroku's eyes. Miroku watched in horror as her eyes turned blood red and as her black hair flew around her.

She pushed the monk down, hard on the ground, and jumped up making her kimono float to her. "This is no nightmare of yours!" she yelled, as thunder clashed and she seemed to transform into a strange looking bat. Then, Sonshi disappeared into the night.

Miroku was left, breathing like he had run a mile, sitting naked in the clearing. Inuyasha, Sango, Kagome, Shippo and Kirara all slept peacefully. He then reached up his right hand and felt where Sonshi had bitten him. His finger tips touched warm, wet blood and two bite marks that felt like fangs had dug into his flesh. "What the hell does this mean...?" he asked himself, bringing his hand down to his vision to see the two blood marks on his fingers where he pressed against his throat.

Inuyasha hadn't known when it had started, but something woke him. There was a stench of dried blood, but he was sure that wasn't the thing that woke him. He could sense vibrations through the ground. He could also hear the slight moans coming from the monk. His ears twitched as he looked in the direction of Miroku. He noticed that the monk's hands were clenched tightly and shook.

Inuyasha leaned up and silently crawled over to where Miroku was. The half breed sat in a squatting position and felt the monk's hand. Inuyasha immediately flinched. The soft skin on Miroku's hand was as cold as ice. Inuyasha also noticed that Miroku didn't have his staff, that it was as far away from him as possible and the prayer beads on his right hand. The prayer breads were gone. But the void in the monk's hand hadn't come out sucked everything in.

Inuyasha wondered. With Bunza, the lynx demon he had earlier taken care of when the chibi had a fever, he took care of the tyke. But Miroku was freezing cold and sweating. Bunza was felt hot and was sweating and shivering. "Miroku..." he said, shaking the monk. There was no answer. Miroku just shook and groaned. Inuyasha didn't know what this was.

He sighed and crawled over to Kagome and Shippo. The two were sound asleep. Inuyasha hovered over the two and reached out a hand and shook Kagome's left arm. "Kagome..." The young miko only sighed and took her arm back into her own possession. Inuyasha tried again and patted her shoulder. "Kagome." he said a bit louder, not knowing he had woke Sango.

Kagome stirred and she stopped moving. Her eyes then fluttered open and they focused on the half breed. "What is it Inuyasha...?" she asked, half asleep, trying to lean up. Inuyasha's ears turned back to Sango and he knew she was awake. He sighed and turned his head to Miroku.

"I think Miroku's sick."

Well, its up again. I am still pissed though. NOTICE: Please, if anyone has taken all the chapters and copied them to save to their computers, I need your help! I cant find my other documents of A Simple Bite and if you have copies of them, please...Please, I am begging you to email me! I will love you forever.

I need help to get this story up and running again, and I have changed the rating because that was the problem.

-Ididntdoit07