10 Ways to Date A Perverted Monk
Yep! It's that time again!
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha!
Rated: M (sexual situations and future actions)
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Chapter 2 -How to Spend Quality Time with a Perverted Monk
It hadn't been the first time they were left alone together. There were many times that the unruly pair of the hanyou and miko went through to the other side of the well left plenty of time for her and the monk. With Shippou constantly running around playing with the village children or drawing in the meadow, it wasn't like she hadn't had a run in with the monk alone before. It was actually quite frequent.
The problem was finding something to do with that time.
Sitting across from the silent monk, Sango watched as he took deep calculated breathes. With every inhale, he eased it in before bringing energy to blow it back out. It was starting to bother her with all the sucking noises he was making and then his not so pleasant humming when he was "meditating" which had a lot to do with his eyes watching carefully at her backside as she worked on breaking more firewood for Kaede.
When she finally noticed what he was doing, he ended up having a few splinters here and there on his face from where he was hit with a flying chunk of wood.
Miroku took another breath, igniting yet another irritation throughout Sango's skin before an eye cracked open. "Is there something the matter?"
Giving him a glare, Sango turned her head away. "What makes you think there is something wrong?"
She heard movements and found Miroku uncrossing his legs and relaxing his body as he watched her. "Maybe perhaps that you've been tearing out the grass all around you since you sat down?"
Sango looked down to find blankets of blades pulled out from the ground ringed around her like a marking of destruction she'd caused through frustration. Oops.
Wiping her now green stained hands on her kimono, Sango looked back to find the monk still looking at her with concern. "I uh, just am a little bored I guess."
A dark eyebrow went up at that. "A little you say? Will that be a good enough answer to when Kaede finds her grounds naked of any life?"
That did it. "Since when do you get to dictate to me? You're the one sitting here looking like a fish as you 'meditate'" Sango rose a hand up, "I mean seriously. You must be bored."
The monk sat there in silence eyeing her before picking himself up off the ground and walking away from Kaede's village. Sango quickly stood and followed him though she wasn't too keen on not knowing exactly where she was going. "Miroku!"
He didn't stop or even turn around to acknowledge her call. Instead he continued to walk, passing the tree of ages and straight into the forest. Sango couldn't help but huff at his jerky attitude. All she wanted to know was if he was getting bored and to let him know she was quite bored. Geez, he'd have thought being a lecher that she was dropping small hints to him to do something with her. Gods, she would have let him teach her about sutras if it would ease the boredom in her.
Kicking at a few stones that had been laid out in front of her walking path, Sango let out an aggravated huff letting the monk know she was pissed. And then her face collided into a strong back.
Miroku had stopped.
Peering around him, she noticed a flowing stream of water that looked inviting. She glanced up to find Miroku already disrobing, making her mouth drop to the ground. "W-what are you doing?" She unintentionally squeaked.
Miroku actually gave her an innocent look like she should have known the answer to that. "Taking a swim, what does it look like?"
Red seeped into her skin. "Yes! I can see that! But could you at least keep you're clothes on!" Her body was on fire and it scared her that it wasn't anger that made her heated.
Miroku tilted his head sideways. "That would defeat the purpose of going into the water. Besides I prefer to swim in the nude." Without another word to woman whose jaw had now dropped to the ground, he wadded into the cool waters and laughed. "Sango, come join me. This feels amazing."
If he thought she'd catch flies with her mouth that far open, he had no doubt she would when it just about slammed into the Earth at that last request.
There was humor in his eyes as he watched her quickly compile her features when she caught sight of him examining her.
She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. "Like hell I'd get into the water with a perverted monk who can't keep his hands to himself."
Sounds of splashing could be heard behind her and soon curiosity won out and she took a peek over her shoulder. If she thought her jaw had hit the earth hard, it most likely traveled to the core of the world in a split second.
There standing up out of the water at knee length near the edge where she stood, was a very naked man whose hands were inching close to her waist. Not having a chance to actually react, he snagged her and pulled her into the water, her back colliding into his chest as they fell in, water washing over their heads.
Sango panicked, breaking free from his hold on her and broke to the surface. The monk was behind her, watching with glee as she pushed back numerous wet strands of hair from her eyes and turned to glare at him. "You jerk! Why the hell did you do that?"
Miroku smiled, his blue eyes twinkling with mirth. All of a sudden, her hand had inclining to slam itself into that pretty face of his.
"Well I knew you wouldn't get in because for one you're too stubborn and another you were scared of a little skin being shown." At the last part, Miroku showed that bit of skin to her as he brushed his chiseled wet chest near her, making her face burn as bright as bright tomato.
"I-I was not - I mean am not scared of - would you back up some?" She rambled and backed a few feet away herself. More red flushed her cheeks when the monk ventured after her.
"You're the one who wanted something to do. Now we have something and you're back out?"
A dark eyebrow rose up on his handsome face and Sango glared.
"It's kind of hard to back out of something when I don't even know what that something is."
She snapped, her eyes shooting daggers at the impervious monk.
He simply deflected them by flashing his famous smile that had her knees weak. What the hell was with this man and her knees anyway? Growls erupted through her throat as she hastily tried to get out of the water when she turned around to find the monk not stopping her. Now that wasn't exactly what she expected. It definitely wasn't what she was hoping.
"What?" He asked, calmly while his fingers swished about the water. Sango glanced down at the cool water, contemplating when an idea formed in her head.
The next thing Miroku knew, water was being spewed at him from every angle. The little vixen had twisted her body around so her legs could kick at the water, sending gallons of it in his direction. Trying to block the water from his eyes and mouth, Miroku lunged forward, attacking the motor behind all of it who yelped as they went under again.
Sango playfully kicked and swung her arms about, trying to keep herself from getting caught. More water swished about, her legs straining each muscle to kick up to get air from the surface.
Miroku was no where in sight.
Taking a deep breath of air, Sango looked about trying to the spy the naked monk but to no avail. There was no one around in the water that she could see from above. She dove under a few times trying to make out a body but the water current was blocking her view from anything farther from her face. That was when she felt it.
A hand had made its way about her and pulled at the tie that held her kimono together. The bottom started to pool about her body, floating around her like a flag warning that she was nude. Her front stayed on, though barely as it flapped around the front with all the water pulling in and around her.
Sango broke to the surface again as she screeched in – not embarrassment- but defeat.
The monk stood no more than a few feet away, a cheesy smile on his lips. He was proud at what he done?
Mumbling a few in coherent curses, Sango wadded forward and was getting ready to strike as she felt blow against her chest.
"You lose something there Sango?" A voice called to her and she turned around, beet red at the silver haired hanyou giving her a curious look.
Miroku laughed making her eyes turn toward him just before they skimmed down and caught sight of her chest – bare chest. The white yukata sat, barely on her shoulders as it gaped open to reveal her breasts.
"Shit!" She yelped in unison to someone yelling "sit".
The monk was going to pay!
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