Miroku's story

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Miroku walked mutely through the village and rice fields, since he was a monk it was considered honorable to have both the opportunity to flirt with one such as himself and maybe indeed have the chance to bear the monk's child, or have some sort of sexual relationship but in a monk's teaching it was the very opposite.

"OHHHHH mooooonk!"

A girl with a bandanna like cap covering her head and to what would've been Miroku's delight her skirt was tired to her shirt, and she was flirtatiously waving at Miroku, desperately trying to catch his eye, completely oblivious as to how depressed he looked.

"MIIISTER PRRRRIEEST!"

Another cried.

'Hmm I've never realized how dumb some women can be, she can't see that I'm a monk?'

"Hey want to see a little more of my legs?"

The first women giggled while lifting her skirt up a little more, if her father would've seen she would've been severely beaten.

Miroku would've normally been on his knees in a second popping his famous question but this time he couldn't care less.

Miroku merely glared at her and told her to not show off in such a way in public, this was shocking coming from Miroku, more of a shock to the women because they had heard that he was famous for being a lecturer.

He turned his face around and saw more women staring. Until he sighed and had enough and just continued on his way.

Among these women however, one wiser kinder looking yet young girl dropped her baskets in the water, and ran up to the monk just before disappearing out of site, she had noticed something gold fall out of his robes and into the water, she had quickly retrieved it just before any one else's greedy hands got hold of it.

"Monk! Monk?"

Miroku sighed heavily but stopped, he may not have wanted to talk to anyone at the moment but that didn't excuse him from being the gentlemen.

"Monk, excuse me but you dropped this and I thought you'd want it back."

Miroku turned around and looked the women in the eye for a moment, she had beautiful sparkling eyes as blue and beautiful as the heavens themselves, he began resuming to his old ways but then stopped himself.

'Wow…I'd really like to take this women to bed…wait I must stop this is what got me in trouble in the first place, I must resist all temptations!'

"….Oh and by the way my name is Mizaki, but you probably needn't remember my name monk."

"Oh I'm sorry how rude of me, I'm just a little spaced out today and Mizaki was it? A beautiful name that suits you well!"

Mizaki blushed and uttered a quiet yet sincere thank you.

Mizaki handed the necklace to Miroku, but he clasped her hand before she let go,

"Oh…"

Miroku stared at her and his hand for a moment, her limp pale graceful looking yet slightly callused hand was harmless compared to his hand with a void where there was no return.

'No….even if I was to find someone, they wouldn't deserve it, me leaving them one day because of the curse, no I won't have it! I won't let any women suffer immense grief because I burdened them with my cursed hand!'

Miroku noticed he still had her hand, he gasped and quickly tore his hand from hers.

"I'm…sorry I just sort of spaced out again, I believe I need to rest."

"Wait monk, I know of a good and peaceful place where you can rest."

"Really you do? Great I guess I'll follow you."

Mizaki smiled and led the way.

"Oh Inuyasha, if….if only I hadn't been so cruel, he probably wouldn't have run off like that! He's taken so many whacks and slaps from me, he took each one willingly it appeared but in reality I guess it only served to build the stress up inside of him….WAAAAHH I'M SO STUPID!"

"WAAAAHHH!"

Because Sango was crying again, now Inuyasha joined her, he still hated seeing girls cry, but since he was a baby if he saw a girl cry, he cried with them.

Sango looked up to see Inuyasha crying.

"Huh? Inuyasha what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Sango checked his diaper, still dry, then tried feeding him a twizzler, Kagome had given them a few treats earlier. But he wasn't hungry either.

'Wait he's not wet, hungry or real well needy at the moment so then is he really crying because I'm crying? Man how sensitive can Inuyasha get?'

Sango looked down at the still weeping Inuyasha, Sango wiped her tears on her sleeve while smiling softly at Inuyasha.

"Inuyasha it's ok don't cry."

Inuyasha stopped crying for a moment to see if she was still crying, he saw Sango smiling at him, he smiled a toothy grin back while waving his arms around and babbling.

"Inuyasha!"

Sango lifted Inuyasha's shirt up and gave him a belly kiss, which he enjoyed a lot.

After Inuyasha wanted to get down and crawl, Sango was a little reluctant to do so, but what's the worst that could happen right?

"Inuyasha! Come back!"

Sango didn't realize that Inuyasha could crawl almost as fast as a person can run.

A hill came into view, Inuyasha saw Sango running towards him with her arms outstretched, Inuyasha smiled, giggled and put one of his hands up to wave at her before he leaned back and appeared to be falling off a large cliff.

"INUYASHA!"

Sango shouted but when she got to the spot where he had fallen, to her relief and annoyance she saw Inuyasha rolling happily down the hill, while getting more and more dirty, but before his happy moment was over he landed into a puddle of mud and to Sango's dismay, rolled around some more and practically buried himself in it while happily giggling.

"Inuyasha what the hell are you doing?"

Completely oblivious to Sango's tone and language, he squealed a happy reply.

"AIIYYYYEE! Heh heh!"

"Inu…."

Sango was about to shout more but was overcome by Inuyasha's cuteness, especially when Inuyasha squished some mud between his little toes and wiggled them, this may have appeared a bit gross to some people but to Sango it was one of the cutest things she had ever seen.

"Oh no! Look at you! Your covered in that nasty mud!"

Inuyasha acknowledged that comment by giggling and picking up a clump of mud and waving it in Sango's face, she backed up before he began throwing it at her.

'Great now I'm going to have to bathe him, Miroku was supposed to help me with that….I guess I won't be seeing him around here anytime soon though…'

Inuyasha stopped giggling when he noticed Sango's change in scent, and smelled some salt around her eyes, Sango noticed he stopped giggling and looked at his face, Inuyasha looked into her eyes and read exactly what she was thinking and gave her an interesting look for a baby.

"WHAD'DYA MEAN APOLOGIZE?"

Sango blurted out unintentionally.

"What am I saying of course he deserves an apology but then right after I'll do so he'll go running off to the next passing women and forget all about me."

Inuyasha still kept the look on his face.

"OK ok! Fine! I'll do it, but what if he doesn't talk to me? What if he doesn't even want to look at me? What then?"

Inuyasha sat still knowing Sango would figure it out on her own.

"I guess I can give him his space then, hopefully he'll be willing to talk."

'I would've forgiven someone who wished an ill fate on my children, so why should he forgive me?'

Sango's thoughts were interrupted when she looked down, Inuyasha was reaching for her, obviously wanting to be held.

'Great now he wants to be carried, how am I going to pull this off without dirtying my self along with him?'

While looking down though, Sango noticed her green wrap around skirt.

'I suppose I can use that but it was mother's….'sigh' I wash it frequently anyway and mother would be proud if I was putting it to some real use other then looks.'

Sango began untying the dress, Inuyasha saw Sango 'undressing' herself, he squealed and put his hands over his eyes like he was hiding form something.

"Hmph!"

Sango pouted, she was a little offended that Inuyasha thought her body was 'disgusting' but that wasn't the case at all, when Kagome used to undress she usually asked him to cover his eyes or look a way, to avoid any embarrassing or humiliating situations and questions.

"Ok Inuyasha 'sigh' the terror is over you can stop shielding your eyes from my disgusting body!"

To Sango's further annoyance he sighed with relief, Sango grunted something, but once again she got the very wrong idea, Inuyasha was simply sighing because he was getting dizzy from squeezing his eyes shut so tight then covering them on top of that, you can sometimes get a small headache from that.

He was a little loopy from the dizziness, he started giggling and started waving his arms around while loosing his balance, until he fell backwards while having a dazed far off look in his eyes, while now he was even more dirty.

"'God help me!' Come here Inuyasha."

Sango gently and carefully wrapped Inuyasha in the green wrap, Inuyasha was trying to suck his muddy thumb, Sango slapped his hand, a small mistake that made Inuyasha start crying.

"Sorry! Sorry!"

Sango remembered she had his pacifier and gave him that.

"There! Is that better?"

Inuyasha gave a small yawn and moan before turning over in his blanket and snuggling into Sango's body for warmth. Sango knew he was doing this because he was an infant but this was still Inuyasha and she'd never thought she'd see the day he'd swallow this much pride and rely on warmth from some one he was in battle with and has constant arguments with. (Besides Kagome)

'Damn his cuteness!'

Inuyasha began his even breathing rhythm that symbolized he was asleep.

"Oh he's so cute!"

'Ok so he's really REALLY cute but I've got to focus, ok now where would Miroku go is the question?'

'Maybe where there are lots of women perhaps? Ok Sango stop thinking so negative of Miroku, that's what made him leave in the first place, so ok hmm….maybe he took a walk passed the rice fields?'

'There's women there too….Quit it Sango! But then maybe he did go there to have time to himself, it is kind of a secluded area, or maybe someone from there has seen him, yeah that's it I'll go down there first.'

"So why are you doing this far out anyway monk? Forgive me but you seemed quite sad and down about something."

Miroku stopped walking and looked down while keeping quiet.

"Would you feel better if you talked about it?"

"'Sigh', I was running away I guess you can say."

"Running from what exactly?"

Now Miroku had Mizaki's full attention, from the way he carried himself he didn't seem like the type that would run from anything really.

"A women."

'Ok so he's a monk and he's got a concubine? No from his tone and appearance his feelings towards her seem to run much deeper.'

"Are the two of you really close?"

Miroku wasn't quite sure how to answer that question, he had saved Sango's life and put his life on the line several times for her, but it was like second nature though, he didn't do it to impress he did it simply because he cared, he cared so much he'd die and for her and remain heirless.

He wasn't quite sure how to translate these thoughts into the exact right words.

Then again they did have somewhat of a tolerable friendship, or truce that allowed them to coexist peacefully, but often that line was broken when Miroku would rub his hand against Sango's bottom.

"Well I guess you could say we had somewhat of a healthy association, though sometimes I would get her upset out of an act of my hand, then she'd be mad for a little while after, but I've never seen her lash out at me like the way she did today and I'm worried that I've been that upsetting/ a disturbance in her life, I kind of was upset at first when she wished an ill fate on any children I may have had, but I forgive her, her outburst made me realize reality, reality in which I will probably never be able to provide myself an heir and that gives me much grief."

"So you think that when you are constantly pursuing women is what is hurting her the most?"

Miroku turned and gave Mizaki a shocked look.

"Sorry, I don't know if I should necessarily call it a gift but I inherited partially my grandmother's 'seeing eye'."

"Oh I see, I've only met a few people who possess the gift of sight, it's a pleasure to meet one I might say."

Mizaki blushed and brushed it off like it was nothing.

"Since you have to the sight I suppose you already know the rest of the story then."

Mizaki nodded.

"Oh so then you that I'm a…"

"Yes you're a first class womanizer."

Miroku sweat dropped at how hard she laid it down yet gently at the same time.

"Yes I know that, but I'm trying to overcome that habit in order to win over Sango's heart."

"I can see that you really do love her, but you should really yes keep that habit of yours under control, but at the same time not push things to fast because Sango is what most would call a late bloomer and you have to be patient, in time she will blossom like the rest of the petals on the tree and come out as the most beautiful and colorful of the lot."

Miroku hadn't realized that someone in this region possessed such wisdom.

Miroku began to tell Mizaki the full story.

"Miroku, come here for a moment I want to talk to you."

A very proud yet gentle looking monk with robes fluttering gracefully in the wind called to his son.

Immediately a boy wearing simple dark green robe who was playing with some pebbles skipped over to the monk.

"Miroku, I've something to show you."

The boy's face lit up as he saw his father had a gift for him, he was not greedy for material objects but enjoyed the times he did get them.

As the sun rays peaked over the mountain the monk's hand appeared to be glistening with golden rays like the color of the sun themselves.

"Ohh.."

Miroku gaped at what his father held in his hand, there were a few characters on it as well, he was amazed that his father had held such an object.

"Miroku I want you to have this, it belonged to your mother and it was very special to the both of us and I hope that you shell cherish this as your treasure as well."

The monk carefully handed the necklace to Miroku who held it gently with both hands as if it would break under the slightest pressure.

"Father it's beautiful…This really belonged to mother?"

The monk smiled and replied.

"Yes my son it did, but it's beauty is envious to that of your mother's, I'm giving this to you as a memory of her and in hopes that when it is time for you to find someone to bear an heir, I hope this women shall be special and you will present this to her showing how special she truly is my boy."

The boy gave a small bow before replying,

"Yes father I shall, I shall cherish it forever and make sure the women I marry does as well!"

The monk gave a more fatherly smile and embraced Miroku.

'I hope Miroku's life shall be more cheerful then mine was and will ever be, for I fear my time is coming close…damn this cursed hand!'

"Miroku remember when I leave this world one day, just make sure you find someone, someone who truly makes you happy…don't just be with her out of lust, but make sure you truly love her even if she doesn't love you right away I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"Yes father, I don't know how one could be with another without loving them first."

'You'll find out someday.'

"Miroku come inside we've got company."

Mushin called out, Miroku's father urged him to go inside, for the oncoming danger was approaching and he did not want his boy to witness what was about to happen.

"Mushin?"

"Hmm?"

Mushin replied while drinking a pot of sake bigger then his head.

"Where is father at?"

"I'm uh not sure right now but look at all these women that have come here just to entertain us all."

The geisha that had entered the temple were flirtatiously waving their fans around while showing off their blackened teeth, Miroku found their acts boring a gruesome, unknown to the Mushin and his friends Miroku snuck off.

"Father? Father?"

Miroku called out in the eerily silent yard.

Miroku was trained enough to know something was up without needing any sounds or objects to tell him so.

Then all of a sudden his suspicions were confirmed, a horde of demons came from the sky and appeared to be coming right at him, he thought he was doomed but then a cloaked figure stepped in front of him.

"KAZANA!"

A powerful voice boomed, Miroku looked up and realized it was his father.

"MIROKU RUN AWAY GO BACK TO THE TEMPLE!"

Miroku obeyed and ran as fast as he could, he knew his father was strong and powerful, he'd live this one out just like every other time.

Mushin stepped outside and realized his father's plan for secrecy had failed since his son was outside.

"MIROKU WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?"

"Father's battling those demons!"

Mushin looked out in the distance and realized he was using the wind tunnel.

'His time is drawing near, poor boy will be fatherless in a matter of minutes.'

Miroku could see his father sucking up the demons at first but then the wind got stronger and he saw the wind completely surrounding his father and the demons hiding them from view, to this point Miroku began to get worried, he noticed the wind getting more and more powerful by the second.

"Huh? 'what's happening to father?'

Miroku wanted a closer look, he began jogging towards the spot where his father stood.

Things looked more bad as he got closer he began to cry out for his father as he realized his father was in trouble.

"FATHER! FATHER NOOOO!"

"Let me go Mushin!"

"Miroku stay back! If you get to close you'll get sucked up too!"

"FATHEEEERRR!"

In the next moment the demons along with his father vanished into thin air.

'No NO this can't be happening father is…is gone…'

Miroku cried for hours after that allowing no one to console him.

"That's how I came to be the lecher I am today, I'm promised my father that I would find the women I truly loved, not for lust but for love and love alone."

"Wow, I only can wish you luck Miroku."

"Oh so you've figured out my name have you?"

"Yes."

"Hmm your good!"

Mizuki smiled and gave a small laugh.

'I think he's close by.'

'Oh Miroku please don't be so mad at me!'

Sango was in very close to his location until she heard voices.

"I thank you for your company it really has helped."

"Your welcome Miroku, anytime you have a problem I'm not to far from lady Kaede's hut."

"I am very grateful I shall try to visit soon, if I'm nearby."

Sango began to get that all to familiar jealous pang, especially when Miroku bent down and kissed Mizaki's hand, then she jumped forward and hugged Miroku.

'Look at him the way he's embracing her….and he's not groping her, does that mean he's not attracted or….'sigh' he probably has learned self control and can express himself to a women he likes without doing what he did to me. Miroku does this women really mean more to you then I?'

Mizaki sensed Sango in the bushes and bid Miroku a quick goodbye and quickly disappeared into the woods.

Miroku sensed someone too and positioned into defensive mode.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Sango slowly emerged from the bushes, with a somewhat scared expression, for several moments nothing was said as the two stared at each other, until Sango had enough and ran away while crying again.

Miroku had no idea why Sango had showed up but he decided to follow her because what ever it was it must've been important.

Getting hit by a few tree branches and almost falling on stray tree twigs on the ground, Miroku caught up with Sango just in time as he saw he sitting on a tree stump crying her eyes out while holding Inuyasha close.

"Sango?"

Miroku called out softly.

"Sango what's the matter are you hurt? What happened?"

Sango continued sobbing for a few more moments until Miroku offered her his handkerchief, she gratefully excepted it a blew.

"Sango now please tell me what's the matter."

Sango looked at his face and cried some more the look in his eyes was so soft and forgiving it was too much, it filled her with so much guilt.

"Oh Sango…."

Miroku wrapped his arms around Sango and offered his warmth, Sango rested her head against his heart, loving the sound of it and knowing he was alive at this moment. Sango held on to Miroku for dear life, silently saying how sorry she was, Miroku remained silent and let Sango cry until she looked up into his eyes and saw all his sadness, more tears developed in her eyes but she refused to brake the contact.

"Miroku…..if you can find it in your heart to forgive me…I know what I said was hurtful and foolish, all I can say is I'm sorry and should've never said that, no one deserves that much hurt in which I inflicted upon you….I'll understand if you remain mad at me or choose to hate me, I deserve it."

Sango climbed out of his arms and sat on her knees while looking down and waiting for his reply.

"Sango…..I could never stay mad at you…..there is nothing that could make me hate you or think so low of you Sango."

Sango's head shot up as she took in Miroku's words, tears flowed freely down her cheeks.

Miroku got up and walked towards Sango, he bent down to her level, Miroku reached under her chin and lifted her head up to face him, he smiled softly and generously wiped her tears up with the sleeve of his robe.

"Sango….please show me your smiling face, I want nothing more then I see it, for I miss the real you!"

"Miroku…."

Sango smiled wider then she had expected while still crying, she noticed Miroku still had his hand under her chin, he also seemed to be getting closer or rather he was pulling her closer until there lips met, at first it started out gentle and slow but then surprisingly Sango was the one who contributed to burning more passion into the kiss as she clearly showed she was just as hungry for this as he was, both of their tongues and saliva were acting as their own comforting warmth and lubricant.

"OOOOOOHH!"

Inuyasha squealed as he began clapping proudly and kicking his feet around.

He was happy the two had made up, but what caused his squeal was the scent of the growing arousal.

"Come on let's head back, I think someone needs a bath!"

Miroku said while pointing his head in Inuyasha's direction.

"What is that stuff he's covered in?"

"Mud."

"Ah I see, and wait isn't that blanket your…..uh.."

"Yes Miroku it is."

"Uh heh heh…"

Miroku was resisting the urge to look down, Sango noticed his determination to resist.

"'sigh' Go head Miroku, you can look down."

Miroku took one glance then quickly looked back up, Sango was wondering why he was still resisting even after granted permission to look down.

"Miroku it's fine you don't have to keep the ego running…don't be like Inuyasha!"

Inuyasha's head shot up when he heard his name being called, Sango and Miroku laughed when he did this, Miroku patted his head, Sango rubbed his ears a bit, since awake Inuyasha began reaching for Sango's hair and tugged on it a bit, Sango leaned down and kissed Inuyasha silently thanking him for everything.

Miroku laughed some more but accidentally looked down and Sango's bottom half caught his gaze for a moment, until he crashed into a tree and fell backwards.

"HAHAHAHA!"

Inuyasha laughed really loud when he saw Miroku fall, he knew why he had fallen so that made it funnier.

Sango swallowed a few giggles but easily overcame those because she was worried if he was hurt.

"Miroku? Miroku are you hurt? Are you ok?"

"Yes…I'm fine now do me a favor won't you and help me up."

"Sure thing Miroku."

Sango wrapped her arms around Miroku's waist he took advantage of this and squeezed Sango's waist while he breathed in the scent of her hair and leaned on her shoulder. Sango sweat dropped when she felt Miroku smelling her and leaning on her like he couldn't walk.

"Oh Miroku….quit acting like a big baby and come on!"

"No…too soft….must sleep…"

"GRRR MIROKU! You'd better get your big butt up right now and…."

Sango heard the unmistakable sound of snoring, Sango slapped herself across the forehead, and dragged Miroku back to the hut while Inuyasha clung to her back.

'All's well end's well I suppose….tsk yeah right!'

Seem a little strange unexpecting average? You tell me. Anyway hope you enjoyed the chapter!