A/N: This took a big longer to edit – I'm working on making the chapters longer but also attempting to put more detail in.

Question: Is it true that the website no longer allows smut/sex scenes/ etc? If so, that's unfortunate.

Chapter 4

Sango tried to push her way through the crowd of people, desperately searching for the runaway girl. The last thing she wanted was for her comrade to be upset.

'Well, she sure knows how to make a getaway.' This was a reoccurring theme for them. No matter the time, place, or event, Kagome's cousin would show up to ruin it. They had grown up together – born on the same day, same hospital, in the same room. The only difference between them was their personalities. Kikyo was cold and self-centered and Kagome was friendly and ready to offer a helping hand. When she had met the two girls, both around six years old, they were in the midst of an argument.

After being forced by their mothers to participate in yet another playdate, no doubt with hopes to form a friendship, Kagome and Kikyo were ready to throw punches. As soon as the older women had wandered away to coo over a newborn baby Souta, Kikyo stuck her foot out and tripped Kagome into the sandbox.

Kagome groaned and scratch at her tongue to get rid of the offending sand. Kikyo tittered behind her.

"You're a big, stupid buttface, Kikyo!" the younger girl screamed. Her face was flushed from anger and tears threatened to spill from her blue orbs. Kikyo, lost in her world of laughter and glee at causing pain, didn't have time to react as Kagome launched onto her back like a feral cat.

"Mom!" the older girl screamed.

"No, no, no! I'm sorry, Kikyo-chan! Please don't tell Auntie!" she scrambled to get off of her victim, not noticing the gleam in her eye. "I'm sorry!" Kagome turned to offer her a help up but was suddenly dragged down by a grip on her ankle.

Kikyo didn't hesitate to roll on top of her cousin, slamming her small hands into her face repeatedly.

WHOOSH

...or that's what she would have done if something hadn't slammed into her, sending her sprawling a few feet away.

Feeling the air rush by her, Kagome gazed up at the newcomer and gulped. She eyed the hand offered to her in confusion.

Pink-hued eyes softened at the girl. "It's okay. I don't like bullies." Kagome clasped the hand and was pulled to her feet. She was dusted off by her savior and she offered her a smile.

"My name is Kagome – thank you for your help...?" The raven haired child furrowed her brow at the girl, fully taking in her appearance. A sage green jumpsuit with a white hoodie – chestnut brown hair and pink irises.

"Sango." A smile was offered and she trekked over to Kikyo's groaning form, retrieving her oversized boomerang that had been whipped at her target.

Pulled out of her daydream, Sango went rigid. It felt like hundreds of furry spider legs were crawling up her arms. 'Argh!' she groaned, reaching up to scratch at her arms. 'I must be close to that demon...'

Growing up, the long haired, pink eyed girl had been trained under her father as a taija. Well, that is, until he had been killed during an extermination mission. That had been almost ten years ago. Swearing not to let her fathers' efforts go to waste, her training had continued. A neighboring city welcomed her, alongside her little brother, in their trainings.

She sighed, clearing her mind of his bruised and battered body, and continued with her current mission.

To say she was irritated would be an understatement. What the hell was Kikyo's problem? Kagome was nothing but nice to her, especially considering the cruel and underhanded tricks that were pulled on her.

"Excuse me! Pardon me! On your left!" she shouted as she shoved through a new wave of people like a quarter back trying desperately to make his way to the end zone. The crowed was abuzz with action as they seemed to be dispersing around her.

"He left!"

"I wanted his seed!"

Sango stifled the bile that was threatening to enter her mouth. 'Oh, of course! Because a demon lord is going to take a human mate.' She gagged at the thought. The only reason for her being here was a precautionary one. This demon that was frolicking the grounds was quite powerful, thus if anything went array, she would be here to put an end to him. Well, that and to protect Kagome.

Feeling the cold steel of her hidden kunai, she scanned the area. There was still no sign of Kagome. 'Maybe she-'

"Oomph!"

Looking every which way, Sango tried to locate where that groan of pain had come from. Shrugging it off, she went to presume her search, only to have her foot catch on some sort of cloth. "What the hell?" she looked down.

"Oh my! Are you okay?" Sango plopped down next to the heap of cloth and investigated it. Upon finding the hump's head, she stroked the hair back from it's face. She took in high strong jaw, and high cheekbones.

'He's so...'

'Beautiful!'

The stars faded from the young monk's view and were replaced by something better; the face of an angel.

Miroku shook off his dazed expression as the girl, who was now bent over him, wiped his hair from his forehead. He regarded her steadily as he sat up. What good had he done for the Gods to deliver such a beauty to his awaiting arms! An angel, to be sure! Oh, but he was a humble monk – not deserving of the Gods' gift – but who was her to refuse such a beautiful, curvy -

"Hello? Are you hurt? I did not see you there, mister...?" she seemed apologetic as she reached out.

Shaken from his inner monologue, he found himself lost in her pink pools. The color of love.

The monk took the offered hand and allowed himself to be pulled to his feet. "I am but a humble monk, my dear. You may call me Miroku!"

Miroku bent over and brushed the dirt from his ceremonial garb. That was one thing he detested about his "on duty" days. There were several rules he had to follow; no piercings, hair had to be pulled back, and he had to wear this navy and purple "dress". He wore the colors of a bruise. A BRUISE. How could he show off his manly physique in such a thing? He glanced at the woman in front of him, not missing the way her eyes traveled over his body.

Miroku's lips pulled back into his signature charming smile and he grabbed her hand again, making note of the soft skin.

"You're quite the rare gem. What is your name, fair maiden?"

The girl's eyes lit up as she let out a laugh that made the monk's stomach do a back-flip. With cheeks now tinged with a slight pink hue, she pushed a stray lock of her long, straight hair behind her ear. "My name is Sango…"

"Sango-chan!" Her cheeks were now painted red at his familiarity. The monk's hands were warm and slightly calloused. Her heart thumped. Once, twice... What was this feeling?

"Y-Yes, monk?" He clasped her hand and brought it to his lips. "Will you bear my children?" He pulled her towards him, their hands now resting against his heart.

Sango's mouth was a gape as she stared at this man. His hand was warm and sent a tingling sensation up her spine as his thumb stroked over the back of her hand. Taking her dumbfounded expression as an opportune moment, Miroku smirked, letting his other hand travel to her backside and gave it a little rub. Firm yet soft.

SMACK!

Her eye twitched. "And you call yourself a monk!?"

Inuyasha narrowed his gaze at Kikyo, who seemed to be eyeing him like a piece of meat.

As she circled around him, he started to grow agitated. Who did this human woman think she was? Sure, he had been ogled by women before but none so bold to do so in front of his person.

He let out a low growl.

"What's wrong, puppy? Don't you wanna play?" she batted her eyelashes at him, knowing he couldn't resist her. Grabbing him by his haori, she dragged him to a plush area of grass and shoved him down. If he hadn't of been so stunned at the actions, he wouldn't have allowed himself to be overpowered by a mere human.

"What the hell are you doing?" he barked at her. Settling herself in his lap, she began to undo the ties. He growled loudly, his hair standing up at the ends, his warning clear.

What surprised the demon lord most was that she was either too stupid to heed his warning or too stupid to understand that he had issued it. Regardless, this bitch was stupid. He felt his claws lengthen.

"Why don't you behave for your new mate?" Leaning forward, she started to kiss the side of his mouth but stopped upon feeling a pressure against her throat.

"Argh!" she groaned in pain as his claws bit into her neck. His whole body vibrated with the growl that released its self from his vocal chords.

Kikyo tried to bite back the moan that passed through her as she felt him rumble. Inuyasha sniffed, promptly smelling her arousal, and pushed her off of him.

His mind was filled with rage. He should kill this whore where she stands for even thinking of trying to mate with him! Trying to control the darkness that seemed to seep into the fore fronts of his mind, Inuyasha crossed his arms, which now rested in the sleeves of his kimono. He took a deep breath and glared down at Kikyo.

"Keh. You insolent human. You're nothing but a common whore. Do not think yourself up to my standards!" He spit on the ground where she lay.

"You'll come running back…they all do!" The fear in her eyes was quite evident to the Demon Lord. One moment he was towering over here, and the next, he was in her face. His nose wrinkled at the putrid scent wafting from her pores. He grasped her chin, and his eyes bore into her own.

"Listen closely, wench. I-will-never-fucking-run-to-you." With that, he leapt away.

Kikyo whimpered. She wouldn't let him get away that easily.

Inuyasha dunked his head under the cool, crisp water that flowed through the stream. It was all he could do to get that nasty smell out of his nasal cavity. Coming up for air, he relaxed back on his haunches and stared up into the night sky. He had finally gotten away from the monster known as Kikyo and had since stumbled upon this serene part of the shrine. It was quite unusual to see this many trees anywhere near Tokyo but he couldn't complain. It was quite peaceful.

The only sound that filled his ears was the song of the crickets and crying. Definitely crying. 'Wait, what?' His fluffy ears flickered towards the sound of a stuffy nose and small whimpers. Putting his nose to the ground, he sniffed his way to the base of a rather large tree. The scent was stronger now. Continuing his investigation, his nose hit a piece of cloth, and upon looking up, his amber eyes met blue.

Kagome's head snapped up as she felt a nudging in her lap. She glanced down, trying not to move as the culprit continued towards her lap. Her chest heaved as she inhaled, getting ready to scream bloody murder. Just as his nose nudged against her crotch, she noticed the two triangular dog ears twitching.

"Awwww! Kawaii!" His ears flattened trying to escape the ringing of the high pitched female. Slapping a hand over her mouth, he glared.

"Bitch, shut the fu-!" A spark shot through his hand and raced through his body. He stared in awe as he looked at her. "Who…are you?" he tilted his head in curiosity.

"Mmff Mffffm" He fumbled, taking his hand from her mouth so she could actually speak some kind of language. She puffed up her cheeks and pushed at his shoulder.

"I don't know who you think you are but you have no right to just put your hands on me like that! And another thing; what right do you have to put your face so close to my…my…!" She cut herself off, as she felt the blood rush to her face, gesturing at her lap.

Inuyasha smirked and backed off from her. Who was this girl? Sitting back, he observed her. Raven black hair hung loosely from what looked like to be a bun, her kimono was dirty, and her eyes were rimmed red. And yet, she was still gorgeous. He sniffed the air. There it was - the scent that had teased him earlier! He groaned inwardly. He wanted to bathe in it.

Reaching a clawed finger tip towards her face, Kagome snapped her eyes closed.

"Please don't hurt me!" she felt a lonely tear slip down her cheek.

He brushed it away and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

No one had ever dared talk to him in that tone. Well, none that lived to tell the tale. A low rumble vibrated from his chest.

'Who is this girl?'

A/N: Now to edit Chapter 5!