The End of the War
The war with the despicable hanyou, named Naraku, was finally over. It had taken the combined efforts of the Inuyasha gang, Sesshoumaru's unlikely pack, and Koga's steadfast determination to completely demolish the vile Naraku. But the battle was over, and now was a time for celebration and mourning for those that had been lost along the tragic path.
Miroku's P.O.V.
They were all drunk… And when I say drunk, I mean completely schnockered, smashed, and inebriated. I, of course, was probably not in any state to be judging matters because I too was, dare I say it, drunk as well. It was deplorable. A monk of my station in this world was completely plastered.
It was all Inuyasha's fault. Of course whenever anything happens we always blame Inuyasha; whether it is his fault or not. But this time, it really was his fault. Due to the terms of the agreement Kagome had forced him and Sesshoumaru-sama into, he was no longer allowed to start any sort of physical altercation with his full demon half-sibling. Needless to say, Inuyasha had quickly found many loopholes in poor Kagome's naïve little agreement, including being able to challenge his brother to any sort of contest which did not involve violent behavior.
This time, Inuyasha had challenged Sesshoumaru-sama to a drinking contest. You see, the villagers had been so grateful to see the evil half-demon Naraku gone, that they had gifted us with several barrels of fine sake. I thought the contest was a bad idea, so I stupidly tried to force the brothers not to partake in such a foolish act as a drinking contest. Much to my chagrin, Lord Sesshoumaru-sama took offense to my meddling and forced me to also participate in the drinking contest with the two brothers. Due to my humanity, the demon and half-demon were given a handicap of sorts. To every one cup of sake I drank, they were required to imbibe two, or in Sesshoumaru-sama's case, he insisted on three to Inuyasha's two and my one. And the contest began.
It was a slaughter… I think I passed out at around 15 cups of sake, but the brothers still seemed to be going strong. Huh, it must be their demon blood giving them greater tolerance. I can remember thinking, "I am gonna be so so sorry I drank that much in the morning" and then the lights went out for me.
I must have only been out for a little while because when I woke up the brothers were still glaring at each other over the table littered with sake cups and bottles. I heard Inuyasha slur out, "Well Sshhoumaru, do ya give up yet, ya bastarddd?" then his head hit the table with a resounding thump as he passed out from his overindulgence. Sesshoumaru just sighed and said, "Foolish half-breed, thinking you can best this Sesshoumaru at anything. This Sesshoumaru must admit however that this is the most inebriated I have been in a great number of years." Then he too seemed to pass out at the table opposite of his little brother. I must have been staring like and idiot with my mouth hanging wide open. I mean come on, I had just seen the Great and Terrible Lord of the West pass out from drinking an excessive amount of sake in a contest that was proposed by his hated half-brother! Maybe Sesshoumaru-sama didn't hate Inuyasha as much as he made out to.
Then I spotted the lovely Lady Sango and the equally lovely, but completely already in love, Lady Kagome. They were looking particularly delicious at the moment as they sat beneath a tree leaning on one another and gripping a… sake bottle?! Who gave them a sake bottle? And when did they get it, I wonder? Oh well, no matter, they appeared to be just as drunk as the rest of us, so I should go and… assist them. Yes! That's it, I should go assist them. Surely after such a strenuous day as they had just endured, they would be wanting a full body massage; including their luscious derrieres! Now I just had to figure out a way to approach the two beautiful women with my proposal without being knocked out by one or both of the ladies in question…
One minute and no plan later, I noticed Lady Kagome and Lady Sango staring in my direction. I needed to confirm that they were looking at me so I sent the ladies a little wink, and sure enough they both blushed at me catching them looking, or maybe it was the wink? I am not sure. Oh, now it looks like they are whispering about something. I wonder what it could be, and now Kagome is pushing Sango up to… stand? Just what were those girls up to anyway? Hmmm… Sango is so cute. The alchohol has given her such a lovely blush, or maybe it is whatever Kagome told her, but whatever the case, she seems to be attempting to walk in my direction. Maybe I should meet her half way, she seems none to stable under the influence of the alcohol, and I, being the well-mannered holy man that I am, shall lend her my body to aid her balance… and whatever else she might want to use it for.
As I watched Sango come closer and closer, I realized something very important. Naraku was dead. I mean, yes, he was dead, but he was DEAD! Now I could take my charming Lady Sango and marry her just like I have wanted to do since I met her. And with Sesshoumaru-sama managing to revive her only living relative after Kohaku's jewel shard was ripped from his back, this would be the perfect opportunity to ask her, again! I would never find a better opening. She was drunk, happy, and looking a little bit lustful at the moment, so she would surely say yes to me now! I would finally get to create all the children that I had asked her to bear me, and together we would fulfill her dreams of rebuilding the Demon Slayer's Village.
Finally, we were standing only inches apart, and I could see the heavy blush suffusing Sango's face as she looked adoringly up at me. I heard her very quietly say my name, "Miroku, I… I think I… lo…" At that point I started leaning closer and closer to Sango, knowing instinctively what she was trying to say to me. I had been waiting to hear those words from her for a long time. When I was only two inches from her mouth, I whispered back, "I love you too Sango." before I closed my eyes and leaned in the final inches to claim her mouth in a passionate kiss.
I thought to myself as my lips met… fur? I don't remember Sango wearing fur. And is that…growling? This can't be Sango! My eyes snapped open, only to be met with the glowing red demonic eyes of Lord Sesshoumaru! "Uh oh" I thought, "how do I get myself out of this one. And why on Kami-sama's green earth am I kissing his tail?!" I said very calmly to Sesshoumaru, "Sesshoumaru-sama, why am I kissing your tail?" before he nearly threw a collapsed Sango on top of me. Thankfully I managed to catch myself and her before we took a nasty fall into the fire wood that was piled right behind where I was standing. Lord Sesshoumaru appeared to be calming down and he answered me, "This Sesshoumaru saw the Taija falling backwards into the fire. Had I not prevented her fall, this Sesshoumaru would have been set upon by a very angry and troublesome Miko, demanding to know why I allowed her friend to be injured. I was simply preventing my own premature deafness at the hands, I mean, mouth of the Miko." Then he shrugged and walked away, muttering something about sake, his half-brother, and a certain futuristic miko. I assumed that the effects of the sake had not completely wore off yet because as he walked he seemed to be swaying unnaturally compared to his usual flawless saunter.
Well, I now had my soon to be bride in my arms and lots of sake in my belly. What could possibly be better? A nap? Yes, a nap was sounding particularly appealing at the moment because the Lady Sango was starting to feel a bit heavy, and I was still quite intoxicated. It would be best to sleep it off, and while I was at it; I could snuggle with my beautiful woman for the rest of the night. I would have to pray that in the morning she would be to distracted with her own hangover to notice my presence in the same sleeping roll that she was in. And so, with my lady in my arms, I retired for the evening, happily content and curse free. Speaking of being curse-free… I would have to take that hand for a test drive on Sango's behind. She had never had the pleasure of being introduced to this hand due to it's formerly cursed nature…