SLAP!
"Bouzu . . ." Sango muttered under her breath. Always grabbing her butt. If he wasn't such a letch, he would be almost likeable. Almost. Why was he constantly groping her anyway? It was a common source of thought for her. He would say something or do something totally out of character for him, like be kind or thoughtful, and make her wonder about her opinion of him. Then he'd reach behind her to give her butt the apparently perfunctory squeeze - he never went a day without doing it - and they'd begin their usual routine.
"Hentai!"
SLAP!
THUD!
And Miroku would suddenly find himself lying on the ground twitching. Sango sighed. She wished he wasn't such a pervert. She walked over to sit next to Kagome, sending annoyed looks at the Houshi from time to time. Kagome couldn't help but notice and she stood up, a plan forming in her mind. She had gotten good at this strategy thing recently.
"I'm going to the hot springs for a bath. Sango, are you going to come?"
"Sure," the older girl said. The two of them gathered their things, and walked off. Moments later, a certain monk disappeared from view.
The girls sat, relaxing in the tub, talking about anything that came up. Of course, one of the topics of choice was Miroku.
"I can't believe him! He's such a . . . a . . . letch!"
"You hadn't noticed?" Kagome said dryly. Sango sighed.
"Well, you'd think because he's a man of Buddha, that he'd be a little more virtuous."
Kagome nodded absently. Getting up, she wrapped herself in a towel, and nodded at Sango.
"I'll be back," she said. Sango nodded, and reached for the bottle of shampoo - whatever it was, it was great for her hair. Kagome slipped around a patch of bushes, and sighed. Miroku was crouched behind a rock, watching Sango.
"She's gonna catch you, and you're gonna get hurt," she said in a low voice, so as not to attract the taiji-ya's attention. Miroku turned, and nearly fell over.
"Kagome! I was merely making sure you two were okay," he said, smiling. Kagome knelt down.
"I have my arrows and Sango can hold her own, you know that," she scolded, "So please don't insult me by lying, houshi-sama."
Miroku nodded, and braced himself for a blow to the head. It never came. Kagome was looking at him thoughtfully.
"I'll make you a deal, Miroku. You tell me why you haven't yet asked Sango to bear your child, and I'll let you leave, all body parts intact."
Miroku stared at her. "N-nani?"
"Why haven't you asked Sango to bear your child?"
"I prefer not to ask questions I don't want to know the answer to," he muttered. Kagome scowled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"I don't ask, because I fear her answer."
"Why? You know she's going to say n - oh," Kagome finished quietly. Miroku gave her a sad smile.
"No matter what you think of me, know that I truly care for her, Kagome- sama," he said. She nodded. Miroku actually loved her? Something in Kagome's mind snapped. Gropes had become minimal, and kept strictly to Sango. Miroku spent much of his time staring at her, and hadn't asked anyone to bear his child recently. Kirara, always wary of those who would harm her master, had warmed up to him. Little things easily missed, but obvious when you thought about it.
Miroku shuffled off towards the camp.
"Our deal is complete, Kagome. But please, do not tell Sango you spoke with me, or tell her that I love her. That is something I wish to prove to her myself," he said. Kagome nodded, and walked back to the hot springs. When Sango asked her where she had been, she shook her head.
"I thought I heard someone, but I was mistaken."
The two of them finished their bath in silence, and Kagome didn't look at Miroku when she returned. She had much to think on.
---
Kagome crept over to where Miroku was sleeping and tapped him on the shoulder. Always a light sleeper, the houshi sat up sharply, hand moving to his Shakujo. Kagome sighed.
"Relax, Miroku, it's just me."
"Ah, Kagome. What would you like, at this hour?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"I suspect, if you plan to win Sango over, that you might want to stop that," she said, and he sobered. Kagome beckoned for him to follow her, they were heading towards a river in the woods. Once there, Kagome sat down on a rock.
"I have a proposition for you," she said. Miroku nodded, and she continued.
"You really love Sango, don't you?"
"Hai, she is truly the most beautiful -"
"Got it, got it," Kagome said hastily, "No speeches, please. I want to help you."
She had been watching the houshi and taiji-ya for the past few days, since Miroku had told her he was in love with Sango. She had come to believe that her friend may also hold feelings for the monk. Small clues she had missed before caught her eye, like the hurt look on Sango's face when Miroku groped her.
"Really?" Miroku asked. Kagome nodded. "Arigato, Kagome-chan!"
She nodded, and opened the backpack she had brought with her. Miroku hadn't noticed it before. She pulled out a checkered board and a box.
"What's that for?" Miroku asked. Kagome grinned.
"I'm helping you, aren't I? Well, I'm going to teach you chess."
'Chess," he said disbelievingly. She nodded.
"Hai. Now here's what we're going to do . . ."
The sun was almost up when they climbed back onto their sleeping mats. Miroku hoped this plan would work. He glanced over at the still-sleeping girl, and smiled. Sango looked so peaceful when she was asleep. When she was awake, there was a permanent look of stoicism etched on her face, to cover up her worry, her fear, her pain. He wanted to embrace her, to give her love enough to stop grieving, or at least to help her with the burden. This plan of Kagome's had to work, because he knew no other way.
Kagome wriggled back into Inuyasha's arms, where she had been earlier. She wondered if the hanyou noticed her absence. They had been sharing a mat since their relationship bloomed a short while ago. Shippo was near them, on his own little mat that was pushed up against theirs. They made a perfect little family of three. Hanyou, human, and kitsune pup. She could only hope the same happiness on her friends.
---
"We're what?" Inuyasha growled.
"Going to my era for a little while. Only a week, just because grandpa and mom are going to be away," Kagome explained again. While it was true that her little brother would be home alone, he was old enough to take care of himself now. It just happened to make a good excuse to leave Sango and Miroku here alone.
"Sango and Miroku will keep an ear out for jewel shard rumors," she consoled. Inuyasha cocked his head at her.
"What the hell did you just say?"
Kagome sweatdropped. She forgot that he wouldn't know what that meant. She sighed.
"They'll stay here and if they hear anything, they'll let us know, okay?" she explained. Wrapping her arms around her mate-to-be, she whispered in a fuzzy ear.
"Maybe we'll send Souta and Shippo to bed early one night." Her voice was near to a purr. Inuyasha went red, and kissed her soundly. When they pulled back, he said:
"Feh, we'll go. But only because I don't think that kid'll be safe on his own."
Kagome smiled, and they went to tell the others.
Shippo jumped up happily, overjoyed at the idea of having someone his age to play with. Or at least, his age in maturity. Sango, on the other hand, was a little less open to the idea.
"Kagome! Onegai," she cried, "you can't leave me here with this lecher!"
The young girl sighed. "I'll make Miroku promise to be good. If he isn't, I'll make that curse of Naraku's seem like a tickle."
Miroku gulped.
"Anyway," Kagome continued, "If I leave Inuyasha here, and only take Shippo with me, Miroku will be dead by the end of the first day, and we need him."
"Domo arigato, Kagome-chan," Miroku said. Sango nodded grudgingly. Kagome smiled.
"Great! Let's get packing!"
---
Kagome stood by Inuyasha, his arm around her waist. Shippo was sitting on her shoulder as they said goodbye.
Sango hugged her friends warmly.
"We'll see you in a week!" she said. Kagome nodded.
"Hai, be good you two," she said, giving Miroku a meaningful look. Inuyasha gave a 'feh'.
"Can we go? You said there was ramen at your house."
She kissed the hanyou on the cheek. "You have a one-track mind, koi," she said. They waved goodbye one last time, and jumped into the well.
'The board is set,' thought Kagome.
---
Aha! I strike again! More fanfiction, fluff, and overdramatic fun! My school is closed today, so I can get LOTS of work done! *Bounces around, tossing paper snowflakes* Okay, down to business. I make an assumption here, and that's that chess is played western style, because I know no other way, gomen! And for those of you who don't know fanfiction-level Japanese, there's a nice little vocab list below, that I'll include with every chapter. Okay? Okay. Now, my odd little Muppets, REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I do not own, Inuyasha, but neither do you, so HAH!
This chapter is dedicated to Silver Flame of the Phoenix (SFotP) and Shui- sama, because they love my fluff.
Vocab:
Hai: Yes
Nani: What
Gomen (nasai): Sorry
(Domo) Arigato: Thanks/Thank you
Onegai: Please
Hentai: Pervert
Houshi: Low-level monk
Bouzu: Disrespectful term for low-level monk
Taiji-ya: (Demon) Exterminator
Hiraikotsu: Flying bone (Sango's boomerang)
Hanyou: Half-demon
Youkai: Demon
Miko: Priestess
Ramen: Instant noodles
Kitsune: Fox
Neko: Cat-Demon
Kazaana: Air Void (Miroku's Wind Tunnel)
Shakujo: Miroku's staff with the rings (it has little blades on it, I'm serious
Koi: Love/Lover
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"Bouzu . . ." Sango muttered under her breath. Always grabbing her butt. If he wasn't such a letch, he would be almost likeable. Almost. Why was he constantly groping her anyway? It was a common source of thought for her. He would say something or do something totally out of character for him, like be kind or thoughtful, and make her wonder about her opinion of him. Then he'd reach behind her to give her butt the apparently perfunctory squeeze - he never went a day without doing it - and they'd begin their usual routine.
"Hentai!"
SLAP!
THUD!
And Miroku would suddenly find himself lying on the ground twitching. Sango sighed. She wished he wasn't such a pervert. She walked over to sit next to Kagome, sending annoyed looks at the Houshi from time to time. Kagome couldn't help but notice and she stood up, a plan forming in her mind. She had gotten good at this strategy thing recently.
"I'm going to the hot springs for a bath. Sango, are you going to come?"
"Sure," the older girl said. The two of them gathered their things, and walked off. Moments later, a certain monk disappeared from view.
The girls sat, relaxing in the tub, talking about anything that came up. Of course, one of the topics of choice was Miroku.
"I can't believe him! He's such a . . . a . . . letch!"
"You hadn't noticed?" Kagome said dryly. Sango sighed.
"Well, you'd think because he's a man of Buddha, that he'd be a little more virtuous."
Kagome nodded absently. Getting up, she wrapped herself in a towel, and nodded at Sango.
"I'll be back," she said. Sango nodded, and reached for the bottle of shampoo - whatever it was, it was great for her hair. Kagome slipped around a patch of bushes, and sighed. Miroku was crouched behind a rock, watching Sango.
"She's gonna catch you, and you're gonna get hurt," she said in a low voice, so as not to attract the taiji-ya's attention. Miroku turned, and nearly fell over.
"Kagome! I was merely making sure you two were okay," he said, smiling. Kagome knelt down.
"I have my arrows and Sango can hold her own, you know that," she scolded, "So please don't insult me by lying, houshi-sama."
Miroku nodded, and braced himself for a blow to the head. It never came. Kagome was looking at him thoughtfully.
"I'll make you a deal, Miroku. You tell me why you haven't yet asked Sango to bear your child, and I'll let you leave, all body parts intact."
Miroku stared at her. "N-nani?"
"Why haven't you asked Sango to bear your child?"
"I prefer not to ask questions I don't want to know the answer to," he muttered. Kagome scowled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"I don't ask, because I fear her answer."
"Why? You know she's going to say n - oh," Kagome finished quietly. Miroku gave her a sad smile.
"No matter what you think of me, know that I truly care for her, Kagome- sama," he said. She nodded. Miroku actually loved her? Something in Kagome's mind snapped. Gropes had become minimal, and kept strictly to Sango. Miroku spent much of his time staring at her, and hadn't asked anyone to bear his child recently. Kirara, always wary of those who would harm her master, had warmed up to him. Little things easily missed, but obvious when you thought about it.
Miroku shuffled off towards the camp.
"Our deal is complete, Kagome. But please, do not tell Sango you spoke with me, or tell her that I love her. That is something I wish to prove to her myself," he said. Kagome nodded, and walked back to the hot springs. When Sango asked her where she had been, she shook her head.
"I thought I heard someone, but I was mistaken."
The two of them finished their bath in silence, and Kagome didn't look at Miroku when she returned. She had much to think on.
---
Kagome crept over to where Miroku was sleeping and tapped him on the shoulder. Always a light sleeper, the houshi sat up sharply, hand moving to his Shakujo. Kagome sighed.
"Relax, Miroku, it's just me."
"Ah, Kagome. What would you like, at this hour?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"I suspect, if you plan to win Sango over, that you might want to stop that," she said, and he sobered. Kagome beckoned for him to follow her, they were heading towards a river in the woods. Once there, Kagome sat down on a rock.
"I have a proposition for you," she said. Miroku nodded, and she continued.
"You really love Sango, don't you?"
"Hai, she is truly the most beautiful -"
"Got it, got it," Kagome said hastily, "No speeches, please. I want to help you."
She had been watching the houshi and taiji-ya for the past few days, since Miroku had told her he was in love with Sango. She had come to believe that her friend may also hold feelings for the monk. Small clues she had missed before caught her eye, like the hurt look on Sango's face when Miroku groped her.
"Really?" Miroku asked. Kagome nodded. "Arigato, Kagome-chan!"
She nodded, and opened the backpack she had brought with her. Miroku hadn't noticed it before. She pulled out a checkered board and a box.
"What's that for?" Miroku asked. Kagome grinned.
"I'm helping you, aren't I? Well, I'm going to teach you chess."
'Chess," he said disbelievingly. She nodded.
"Hai. Now here's what we're going to do . . ."
The sun was almost up when they climbed back onto their sleeping mats. Miroku hoped this plan would work. He glanced over at the still-sleeping girl, and smiled. Sango looked so peaceful when she was asleep. When she was awake, there was a permanent look of stoicism etched on her face, to cover up her worry, her fear, her pain. He wanted to embrace her, to give her love enough to stop grieving, or at least to help her with the burden. This plan of Kagome's had to work, because he knew no other way.
Kagome wriggled back into Inuyasha's arms, where she had been earlier. She wondered if the hanyou noticed her absence. They had been sharing a mat since their relationship bloomed a short while ago. Shippo was near them, on his own little mat that was pushed up against theirs. They made a perfect little family of three. Hanyou, human, and kitsune pup. She could only hope the same happiness on her friends.
---
"We're what?" Inuyasha growled.
"Going to my era for a little while. Only a week, just because grandpa and mom are going to be away," Kagome explained again. While it was true that her little brother would be home alone, he was old enough to take care of himself now. It just happened to make a good excuse to leave Sango and Miroku here alone.
"Sango and Miroku will keep an ear out for jewel shard rumors," she consoled. Inuyasha cocked his head at her.
"What the hell did you just say?"
Kagome sweatdropped. She forgot that he wouldn't know what that meant. She sighed.
"They'll stay here and if they hear anything, they'll let us know, okay?" she explained. Wrapping her arms around her mate-to-be, she whispered in a fuzzy ear.
"Maybe we'll send Souta and Shippo to bed early one night." Her voice was near to a purr. Inuyasha went red, and kissed her soundly. When they pulled back, he said:
"Feh, we'll go. But only because I don't think that kid'll be safe on his own."
Kagome smiled, and they went to tell the others.
Shippo jumped up happily, overjoyed at the idea of having someone his age to play with. Or at least, his age in maturity. Sango, on the other hand, was a little less open to the idea.
"Kagome! Onegai," she cried, "you can't leave me here with this lecher!"
The young girl sighed. "I'll make Miroku promise to be good. If he isn't, I'll make that curse of Naraku's seem like a tickle."
Miroku gulped.
"Anyway," Kagome continued, "If I leave Inuyasha here, and only take Shippo with me, Miroku will be dead by the end of the first day, and we need him."
"Domo arigato, Kagome-chan," Miroku said. Sango nodded grudgingly. Kagome smiled.
"Great! Let's get packing!"
---
Kagome stood by Inuyasha, his arm around her waist. Shippo was sitting on her shoulder as they said goodbye.
Sango hugged her friends warmly.
"We'll see you in a week!" she said. Kagome nodded.
"Hai, be good you two," she said, giving Miroku a meaningful look. Inuyasha gave a 'feh'.
"Can we go? You said there was ramen at your house."
She kissed the hanyou on the cheek. "You have a one-track mind, koi," she said. They waved goodbye one last time, and jumped into the well.
'The board is set,' thought Kagome.
---
Aha! I strike again! More fanfiction, fluff, and overdramatic fun! My school is closed today, so I can get LOTS of work done! *Bounces around, tossing paper snowflakes* Okay, down to business. I make an assumption here, and that's that chess is played western style, because I know no other way, gomen! And for those of you who don't know fanfiction-level Japanese, there's a nice little vocab list below, that I'll include with every chapter. Okay? Okay. Now, my odd little Muppets, REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I do not own, Inuyasha, but neither do you, so HAH!
This chapter is dedicated to Silver Flame of the Phoenix (SFotP) and Shui- sama, because they love my fluff.
Vocab:
Hai: Yes
Nani: What
Gomen (nasai): Sorry
(Domo) Arigato: Thanks/Thank you
Onegai: Please
Hentai: Pervert
Houshi: Low-level monk
Bouzu: Disrespectful term for low-level monk
Taiji-ya: (Demon) Exterminator
Hiraikotsu: Flying bone (Sango's boomerang)
Hanyou: Half-demon
Youkai: Demon
Miko: Priestess
Ramen: Instant noodles
Kitsune: Fox
Neko: Cat-Demon
Kazaana: Air Void (Miroku's Wind Tunnel)
Shakujo: Miroku's staff with the rings (it has little blades on it, I'm serious
Koi: Love/Lover
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