A/N: Holy friggidy flip! I never thought I'd get down to writing this! I promised myself that I'd try to update on most of my breaks from school; almost didn't happen here…. I promised you a good chapter here though, and gosh darn it! I'm getting it out.

Ready for a bit more of Miroku and Sango interaction? This is going to be fun for poor Sango; especially after all the soul-searching she did last chapter.

Read on! (Not much quirky-ness today, but I'm tired…)

Disclaimer: Nope, no ownership… Of course if I did, I wouldn't be flipping out over when the next manga chapter will come out!

Warning: Adult content ahead!! Doubt that'll stop you guys much, but I did warn you!

Chapter 7: We Have Got To Stop Meeting Like This

'Deep breathes, deep breathes….' Sango thought as she went back to her office. 'It's not like we're having a secret tryst here; we're meeting for business…. Strictly business….' She tried so hard to cover up the snort that erupted, but utterly failed. Flopping down in her chair, she sighed. "What the hell am I doing? I can't kid myself here…"

She was freaking out, and why? Because she called up Miroku, needing him to help her identify who the possible suspect could be. Did she honestly need to call him in though? She could just wait for Rin's samples to go through…

'No!' she proclaimed to herself. 'In a case like this, getting the killer as quickly as possible is key. There are too many flight risks…. But I already have Inuyasha covering those with Koga.' Frustrated, Sango threw her head back against the leather of her chair.

As many times as she tried to justify her reasoning, Sango just couldn't. She really didn't need Miroku to come in for the case; she needed him to come in for herself. Why else would she have worn a freakin' mini-skirt to work? Why else would she wear boots like these knee-high ones? They were to impress… Miroku.

She hated to admit it, but this guy was throwing off her game. Since when did she go so against the grain to meet with a man? It was ridiculous and stupid, Sango reasoned…. Yet she still kept doing it.

This man was so infuriatingly sexy that he was honestly screwing with her mind! Maybe that's why she kept calling him in… because she was intrigued. As a scientist, any challenge or puzzle appealed to her, and ever since this attractive guy started flirting with her at her crime scene, he had her mystified. She just wanted to unravel the mystery that was Miroku Akamora. Maybe then, she could get back to her old ways.

Her pager going off shook Sango out of her thoughts and back to present reality. She had to go face this man that threatened her concentration. Grabbing her files, she thought to herself, 'Maybe then I can actually get my mind to go to something else…'


Getting to the door of the first interrogation room, Sango was hit with a wave of almost nostalgia… this was where she had kissed Miroku. 'I need to stay professional though,' Sango thought, as she walked in and clicked on the wall recorder.

Miroku glanced at her, then at the wall, slightly confused. "What's that thing?"

"Tape recorder," Sango replied, looking through her file folder for the pictures.

"I've never seen it on before," Miroku replied.

"It's been on," Sango said, looking up at him. "You've just never noticed it, because normally I can beat you into the room and turn it on. That or someone else forgets to turn it off."

"So, why am I here?" Miroku asked. "Did you catch the killer?"

"No, we don't," Sango answered. "Those samples you gave me are running right now, but we need speed right now and those samples aren't going too quickly." She pulled the pictures out and fanned them out. "These three though, are who we're looking at."

Miroku leaned forward and studied the pictures. He sighed. "Of the thousands of people that work there… I can't say I know these guys, at least, not by their faces."

"Names then?" Sango replied. "Naraku Hatsuhana, Yiu Mataru, and Tokishin Fushikoa." She pointed each man's picture as she went. "Familiar now?"

Miroku bit his lip. "To one of them, yes." He pointed to the first picture. "Hatsuhana, right?" Sango nodded. "Yeah, someone told me something about him…"

"Anything pertinent?" Sango asked, hopefully.

Miroku ran his hand through his hair. Staring at the picture he said, "Yeah, one of the tech managers told me about him. Apparently, he's worked at the company for almost twenty years, inherited the job form his own father."

"And?" Sango prodded.

"He tried to gather a group of guys to go over to a popular lunchtime hang-out for Anadori employees so that he could go 'teach them a lesson', in his own words," Miroku explained. "Security heard about it though and kept them from leaving for lunch for a few days… I also heard a rumor that he was threatening to carry a shot gun to the wedding if it actually occurred."

Sango quirked an eyebrow. "Really?" Miroku looked up at her and nodded. "Well, I'm not sure if that's really probable cause to bring him in for questioning, but he's definitely a person of interest to me now."

"He's a scary guy, trust me…" Miroku replied. "I met him once at a party, now that I think about it. Kind of creepy… I wouldn't put it past him to do something like this."

"That's enough to get him in here, I'm sure," Sango said, gathering up the pictures. "I'll call our officer and see if he can pick him up." She put the pictures in her file folder and stood up.

"Wait… so that's it?" Miroku asked. "That's all I'm here for?"

"Yeah," Sango replied. "Why did you think I called you here?"

Miroku stood up and walked to the edge of the table, in front of Sango. "Well, I mean… this has nothing to do with what happened last time?"

"The kiss you mean?" she said. He nodded. "This was business… I mean that was… was…" She trailed off.

"Amazing? Fantastic?" He prodded.

"No!" Sango argued. "No! No! It wasn't supposed to happen… It just did… It meant nothing!"

"Do you actually believe that?" Miroku asked.

"Yes."

"Then you're lying to yourself," he replied. Before Sango could protest, his lips descended upon hers in a fiery kiss. Sango tried to hold on to her rational mind and pushed at his chest… his strong, oh-so-well-built chest… Miroku broke off smoothly and touched his forehead to hers. "Don't fight it."

"We can't do this…" Sango said softly, looking in his eyes.

"I won't tell if you don't," Miroku said. At that, he crashed his lips back to hers, stealing Sango's breath…. And her rational mind. All she realized now was that she was in lip-lock with the man that plagued her thoughts, the one that she wanted to solve. Maybe this was the effective way to do it; hell, it was the most fun….

Miroku pushed her back and Sango felt the metal of the table against her exposed legs. Her hands roamed upward and wrapped around Miroku's neck, one hand tangling and unbinding his hair. She felt his hands move all over, from her back up to her neck and the other skimming down her hip to her exposed thighs and inward…

A moan escaped as he began moving under her skirt. Miroku broke off, slightly surprised. 'She's turned on that easily?' he thought. Sango looked in his eyes and he saw lust reflected straight at him. Figuring that he wasn't coming back to kiss her, she attacked his neck and left small kisses in her wake, nipping at the various pulse pints. Form there, she began unfastening the buttons to his shirt and scraping her nails against his skin.

Pulling her up to sit on the table, he felt her leather-encased legs wrap around his hips. He pulled Sango's face back and kissed her hard, his hands going under her blouse, caressing her breasts through her lace bra. He felt himself swallowing moans and kept getting harder as she pressed herself closer to him. He broke off their fiery kiss and pulled her blouse off, exposing her upper half to his eyes.

'Pure perfection…' was his only thought as he gazed at her. Her skin was silk to the touch, her breasts were the perfect size for his hands, her nipples poking through the fabric of her bra, and her stomach was perfectly trim and heaving from her short breath. She had the most amazing body he had ever seen.

Upset at the long lull, Sango pulled him closer by his belt and slowly unbuckled it. Pulling it off, she reached for his opened shirt and pulled that off as well. "You know…" she said coyly, peppering kisses on his abs. "If you would keep going, you might get to see the matching thong if you like my bra so much…"

"It's not that…" he replied. "It's what's underneath that I'm more interested in…"

Loosening the bra straps as far as they could go, Sango pulled him down for another kiss. Holding it for as long as she could, she broke off and flipped the cups of her bra off, exposing her breasts to his eyes. "Then by all means, enjoy…" Miroku followed her demands happily.


Inuyasha and Koga walked back into the precinct frustrated. Koga held his head slightly and said, "You know, I don't mind talking to suspects, but when the guy's girlfriend decides that they should have a fight while I'm there, I really wish they'd lose the projectiles."

Inuyasha smiled as he dialed his phone. "Just be happy the pot only grazed you."

"Seriously."

Inuyasha growled a bit and shut his phone. "It would figure that Sango wouldn't answer when I actually have something important to say."

"Her phone off?" Koga asked.

"No, but she has a habit of leaving it on her desk when she's off somewhere," Inuyasha said, clipping his phone back to his belt.

"I thought you guys finished up the lab work," Koga noted.

"We did," Inuyasha replied. "I bet she's in interrogation though. I'll go find her."

"Doesn't she not like observers?"

"Well, she should have answered her phone!" Inuyasha said going down the hall to room one. He jiggled the handle to the room, but noticed it locked. 'Typical Sango… if she is in there, she makes sure that no one's watching… I'll try observation…' Walking down to another door, he found it open. 'I can at least see if she's going to be done or not,' he thought, walking in. He turned on the light switch opposite from the double-sided mirror, then turned around. "What the hell!" he exclaimed.

All he could see was his boss sitting on the table, a look of ecstasy on her face, as the fiancé of their victim sucked on one of her breasts. Red-faced, he ran out of the room. 'Oh my god… I need to talk to someone…' And off he went to the elevator, back up to the lab.


Sango was so glad she was sitting on a table; if not, she was sure she wouldn't be able to stand. Miroku had the most genius mouth; she could hardly breathe. The two of them collided their mouths together and kissed passionately. This man's tongue was genius… just everything about him was driving her crazy. Her hands fell form his neck and soon began fingering the clasp of his slacks.

Miroku broke off and grabbed her hand gently. She looked up at him. He was out of breath, but still managed to speak to her, "If we go farther, I can't stand up…"

Sango gave him a mischievous smirk. "Can't handle it?"

"Not with someone like you," Miroku replied, pulling her onto the floor. Instantly Sango fingered the clasp once more. "Now, feel free to continue." He pulled her into a kiss.

Sango moaned and pulled back. "Do you have a condom?"

"You don't remember?" Miroku smirked. "No size fits."

"Ah, right…" Sango smirked coyly, pulling at his boxers. "Let's see if you can back up that claim…" She kissed him and finally managed to get rid of the boxers, glancing down to investigate his claim and….dear god… Sango looked up at him. "You weren't lying..."

"I wouldn't about that," he said.

Sango couldn't help but study his length. She had never been with someone that large before! She even began doubting if he would even fit inside her, but she instantly thought of something else… if he did, it would feel so good

As if reading her mind, he entered her quickly and… she was right… so right. She couldn't help but moan as the two began a rhythm and rode each other for all they were worth.

All the while, the recorder on the wall kept doing its job….

End of Chapter 7!!

A/N: All I can really say here…. Bet you didn't see that one coming. Reviews are highly appreciated; love to know how you guys take this little twist! And surprisingly, this is my first posted lemon content.

I think my chapter was self-explanatory here. I'll update when I can! Leave a review on the way out!

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