Thanks for being patient, is being released as I write it, therefore no dedicated schedule will be made for releases. Leave a smiley face or something for a review to let me know if you hate it, like it, or just to say hi, I always love hearing from y'all. And now, Without further adieu, I now present to you the first chapter in the 3rd installment of my 'Truths' Series - 'Trickle'.

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-Trickle-

-By Stewie2kill

CHAPTER ONE

"Forever in the Making"

Stars were shining brilliantly through the trees as hanyou eyes were set upon the moon. What a grand trip it had been shaping up to be, the hanyou thought as he stared towards the sky above him. Only three days had passed since he and his partner had been cast into an alternate reality, and already he was feeling a sense of separation that he had never seemed to feel before.

Miroku, as he was called, had very little to say lately, and the monk's sparkling violet eyes gave him a sense of hope and reason unlike any other that the hanyou had felt before. Inuyasha, as he was named, felt separated by the wordless nights. He needed to be alone with the other man but not in such a way that they would expose themselves to the group that they were traveling with. Of course it really wouldn't have mattered that much in the first place since the group wasn't really real, but Inuyasha just felt it best if they tried to keep a semi-agreeable atmosphere amongst everyone.

Inuyasha had taken to staring at the moon again, which was common even for an alternate reality. He was definitely not looking forward to having to go back and deal with the real Kagome and Sango though, seeing as how neither of them had reacted to the his love for the monk very well, quite poorly in case and point but nevertheless in such a way that it made it almost impossible for them to resume any sort of normal life again.

A soft breeze blew pleasantly across his face and he closed his eyes and lifted his nose to the air, inhaling deeply the soft scent of damp earth and pine trees. He and Miroku had to find the orb that held both of their hearts, but how in the world was he supposed to work with someone he couldn't ever talk to alone?

"Inuyasha?"

There was a loud thud as Inuyasha fell out of the tree he was perched in.

"What the hell monk?!" Inuyasha spouted as rebounded like a rubber ball from the earths surface, coming face to face with the very man he had been needing to talk to for several days.

"SHHHH" Miroku sounded as he smiled and motioned behind him.

Even though the camp site where their group was staying was a ways away, Inuyasha had a bad habit of being extremely loud, and more than capable of waking the rest of their traveling partners and ruining the opportunity for a quiet and private talk with Miroku.

"Right... uhhh... sorry." Inuyasha said as he looked around him and then back towards Miroku.

"It's understandable." Miroku chuckled as he averted his eyes slightly, an awkward silence falling upon both of them.

There was a long and extremely unstable pause as the two waited for one another to initiate a conversation.

"How have you-" They both started to say before stopping, catching each-others eyes and then laughing hard.

"Oh boy," Miroku said as he finished laughing and then looked to the hanyou, "Three days and my speech is already slurring."

"I know what you mean." Inuyasha said as he chuckled a bit more and then sat down, motioning for the monk to do the same.

There was another long pause as both men simply basked in the sheer pleasantness of having one another being so close.

"I've been thinking." Miroku said as he looked to the stars above.

"Yea?" Inuyasha said lazily, his head turning to meet that of the monks.

"We have a long time here; a very long time here..."

Miroku turned his head to face Inuyasha's whose eyes seemed to reflect an inner nod of some sort. Miroku smiled at the hanyou's face which seemed to turn allot more innocent and happy every time he had any alone time together with him. There was a small breeze as Miroku gave in to the energy in the air and slowly the two men locked lips, the familiar and binding shiver and tingle immobilizing them and giving them strength at the same time.

They parted before to long though and Inuyasha looked back at Miroku, a renewed look in his eyes.

"Almost forever..." Inuyasha laughed as he turned to face the stars.

Miroku nodded and laid his head in Inuyasha's lap, staring at the stars and moon through occasionally free-flowing silver strands of hair.

"Almost forver..."

'But not quite enough...'

--T--