Sorry for the long wait...I have tonnes of exams at the moment, seriously, it's killing me. T^T

Hurting hands

My River Island suit

Miroku tugged at his suit. His new River Island, jet black, silver lined suit, to be exact. InuYasha sat on the messy bed opposite and rolled his eyes.

'Will you get that look of your face?' Miroku turned quickly.

'What face?'

'That face!' InuYasha almost shouted, pointing at Miroku, who stood clueless.

'The face that says, what the hell am I doing wearing this thing, face.' Hachi chimed in, walking through the door, can of beer in one hand. Miroku's shoulders dropped.

'I don't normally wear this stuff, it feels kinda tight.' He moaned, turning back to the mirror.

'It's called a suit, and it's fitted not tight.' Hachi told him, straightening out his own crisp shirt. Miroku nodded. If he had his own way, he'd still be sitting in front of the T.V, huge baggy hoodie swamping around him, and devouring pizza.

'So, any idea what Sango's wearing?' InuYasha asked, trying to break the silence. Hachi grinned.

'Something easy to take off I assume,' He said, earning a sharp look from Miroku.

'I'm joking, but still, what if she turns up in one of those really tight dresses that takes about four hours to unfasten. And those annoying shoes that have like fifty straps on. And then there's the underwear with all the weird ties-' Miroku shook his head and opened his bedroom door.

'-Get your head out of the gutter. She's not like that.' He murdered, and made his way down the stairs. He quickly made his way to the kitchen, and abruptly opened the door-immediately wishing he hadn't. Miroku stared. He didn't know whether to turn around and act like he'd never walked in on his parents canoodling session, or merely walk past them and pretend not to notice; Nathan made the choice for him.

'Get out, boy.' He murmured, his mouth still latched onto Christine's neck. Miroku frowned.

'No. You shouldn't be kissing in the kitchen! Well, not like that anyway! You know I have friends over so kissings off limits anywhere!' He hissed, averting his eyes. He'd suddenly noticed Nathan's hands on her backside and decided not to imprint that image in his head for too long. Christine pushed him away, and straightened herself out, ignoring the grunts of protest from him.

'Miroku, what's wrong?' She asked, almost impatiently. Miroku didn't look at her.

'I was just going to check the time.' He said, suddenly feeling stupid. He could have easily checked the living room first, but seeing as the kitchen door had been closed, curiosity had led him to inspect that room instead. His excuse; the clock was bigger in the kitchen. Miroku turned to march out of the kitchen, when Nathan's voice caused him to stop in his tracks.

'What are you wearing that suit for?' He asked. Miroku's heart thundered in his chest.

'I'm going out.' He answered. Nathan inspected the expensive suit before looking at him with mischievous eyes.

'A date?'

'No.'

'Your lying.'

'I'm not-'

'-It isn't that scrawny girl you were talking to yesterday is it?'

'That's none of your damn business!' Miroku shouted, suddenly wishing he hadn't. Nathan laughed.

'Whatever. As long as she's cheap.' He murmured, turning around. Anger flared through Miroku.

'Stop talking about her like she's a prostitute! And for your information I'd never sleep with her anyway!' He shouted, slamming the door behind him. Nathan rammed it back open again, just in time to see InuYasha and Hachi approaching the bottom of the stairs. He exhaled deeply out of frustration. He knew Nathan would never try anything while his friends where there. He didn't know they knew. Nathan glared at Miroku, and pointed a finger in his face.

'You don't leave these premises. Do you hear me?' He hissed.

'But I've already-'

'-You will NOT leave this house!' Nathan shouted, his voice making Miroku flinch. Silence suddenly crept around them and Nathan walked back into the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. A few minutes passed, before Hachi touched Miroku's shoulder.

'Do you want me to call Sango?'

'No.' Miroku answered sharply, and looked down at his phone. Almost 7:00. The dance started at 7:15. He glanced up the stairs, and then at his suit.

'Miroku you can't-'

'-Come on!' Miroku cut InuYasha off, and leapt up the stairs. He made his way into his bedroom, and got to the window, ramming it open. InuYasha laughed breathlessly.

'Your kidding right?' He exclaimed as Miroku swung one leg out. Hachi held up his hands and Miroku stopped to look at him.

'I dunno about this. That's a long drop and...to be frank, I got the feeling Nathan's serious about keeping you here.' He said. Miroku frowned.

'What the hell? You guys would normally jump at the idea of jumping out of windows and stuff!' He swung another leg out and studied the garden below. Well, It's not that far...

'Are you coming?' Miroku asked. Hachi and InuYasha looked at each other and grinned.

'What the hell, it's your suit!' Hachi shouted, diving out of the window, and landing soundlessly onto the lawn below. Miroku smirked and looked at Inuyasha, who was also inspecting his suit.

'I know my suit cost a lot less than yours, but if this thing gets wrecked I'll kill you.' He said, before Miroku jumped down onto the lawn. InuYasha followed after and immediately searched his suit for any marks. After a minute, he looked up at Miroku.

'I'll let you off.' He said. Hachi laughed and punched Miroku's shoulder, holding up his phone.

'When your done...' He said sarcastically, and leapt over the garden wall. He winced as he landed in a few nettles, and then looked over at the mass of ferns that blocked the way to the woodland path form his back garden. Miroku sighed, once again crossing his fingers. Sango, if I'm lucky, I might actually get to you in one piece.

Only short...but worth the wait don't you think?

R&R!