Chapter 4, coming up! More Sango & Miroku sap scenes are coming up; especially in Chapter 5! I hope you enjoy this installment so R&R!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Miroku & Sango: The Ecchi & the Furious
Written & Edited by: Yoshida Saori & Taijioku Christina
~:~ Chapter 4: Why Girls Never go to the Mall with Men ~:~
The day seemed to be brighter then the sun as Miroku leaned against the driver side door, hands shoved into his pockets. Sango was inside, doing whatever she had to do to get Kohaku released. Perhaps he was so happy because Sango had been smiling since the moment she got up and his smile hadn't been dropped since either.
"Rin no want you to go!"
Turning around, Miroku watched as Jaken tried unsuccessfully to get Rin to let go of Kohaku's arm. She had become rather attached to the boy and now she obviously didn't want him to leave.
"Gomen nasai, Rin, but I have to…" Kohaku was feeling just as bad about leaving her behind. "I'll come visit you still though, right ane-ue?"
Sango nodded. "Of course; you're a dear friend to us so we'll be back to see you."
Rin sniffled, reluctantly letting Kohaku's arm go. "You promise you'll come see Rin again?"
The siblings nodded, walking to the car where Miroku was waiting, opening the back door in a gentlemanly fashion and speaking in a cheesy voice as he said, "Your chariot awaits, Lady Sango, Lord Kohaku."
Sango let a tiny snort go as she held her laughter back. "That is corny."
Kohaku laughed, sitting in the back seat and waving to Rin from the side window as the other two got in. As the car pulled away, he waved to Rin from the rear window, sitting down when she was out of sight. "Ane-ue?"
"Hai, Kohaku?"
He smiled; he hadn't had a chance to ask Sango his question yet. "Is Miroku-san your boyfriend?"
Sango blanched and Miroku almost veered off the road, drivers honking as he swerved. Sango turned around and Miroku looked at him through the rear view mirror, surprised. The blush on Sango's face couldn't be any deeper. "What are you talking about, Kohaku?! Of course he's not!"
He sighed in disappointment, playing with his short ponytail of hair. "Oh…I thought you would have gotten a fiancé or at least a boyfriend by now. Didn't you say the council told you that you needed a husband before…the fire…" he trailed off a bit sadly.
"Really?" Miroku queried, glancing at Sango out of the corner of his eye while she turned red from head to toe, "I didn't know that."
"I don't need a husband!" she huffed indignantly, fighting to push her blush down, "Besides, were not in the clan anymore." She cast Kohaku a look through the mirror that told him to drop the subject.
Kohaku did, but noted Miroku's slight change of expression. So ane-ue at least has an admirer… "Where are we going?"
"The mall; Kagome-sama and Inuyasha are meeting us there to help buy you some clothes." Miroku spared a glance at the over-sized black shirt and jeans that he had to borrow from Inuyasha; it was either that or go butt naked, but he didn't think people would like seeing him go around naked…though he would have liked to see Sango's expression if he chose the latter. "I have to buy some clothes too…and then we have Christmas shopping to do."
Sango looked rather pointedly at the five inch thick stack of paper near her feet. "Who are you buying gifts for anyway?"
The perverted grin that Miroku hadn't had in awhile spread across his face. "Well, there's Itsuko, Keiko, Asuka, Naru, Rouri, Maki, Haruna…and of course Mizuki and Kagome-sama, among others."
A vein popped out of Sango's forehead. Has he been with the whole town or something?! "Who are they?"
Miroku grinned. She looks beautiful when she's mad. "Some VERY special ladies..."
* * * * * *
"Why did I have to come along?" Inuyasha didn't want to go shopping all day on a Saturday and made it known every five minutes.
"Someone has to help us carry everything. Besides, you were the one who shredded all of Miroku-sama's clothes to ribbons!"
Inuyasha snorted disdainfully. "Not like he didn't need new ones."
Kagome chose not to respond to that.
"Kagome-chan!" Sango came running up with Kohaku in tow, casting a glance at Miroku who had a fresh stinging hand print on his face for groping Sango when he helped her out of the car. Sango's smile wasn't faltering much, kept in high spirits because of Kohaku's release. "Sorry were late!"
"It's OK!" She smiled at Kohaku who was looking at Inuyasha oddly. "Konnichiwa, Kohaku-kun."
"Ane-ue, isn't he that dog spirit we fought a year ago," he whispered making Sango crack a small snicker. He DID look like a spirit that had possessed some of the clan men, but apparently the dog part of it didn't settle well with Inuyasha.
"I'm not a dog, kid," he growled, teeth that looked deceptively like fangs showing.
Kohaku didn't miss it. "Then why do you have fangs?" he asked, pointing to Inuyasha's teeth. "And claws too?" He pointed to his pointed nails. He was about to point to the hair that was standing up like dog ears but Inuyasha growled at him, making Kohaku jump back by his sister.
Sango motioned him towards the nearest clothes store. "Let's go…that tattered gi is attracting too much attention, Kohaku."
"Isn't he just adorable?" Kagome gushed, "I wish Sota were well behaved like him."
"Cute? Feh!" At least Sota never compared him to a dog.
* * * * * *
"I don't know…" the blushing sales clerk shifted uneasily under the black haired young woman's gaze. Did she have to have such pretty pale blue eyes? They were making it impossible for him to resist.
"It'll be fun, I promise," she needled, holding his hand and smiling an ever dazzling smile that made his knees weak. The handsome man a few feet by grinned proudly as he glanced at them out of the corner of his eye; yep, she definitely had his blood in her. She was without a doubt his daughter.
"I can't! My boss is right behind you…I have to work!" The poor boy was sweating bullets.
"He won't mind…ne, Hatori-san?" Mizuki grinned as the boy paled ten shades whiter, positive that he was going to get fired for flirting with the customer.
"I don't mind in the least. Take her up on her offer, Koushiro-kun."
Koushiro pulled an incredulous face, his glasses sliding to the tip of his nose. What had just happened? His boss ENCOURAGED him to flirt with the customers?
Mizuki was about to turn her full attention to Koushiro again when all the women in the store began crowding around someone squealing, "Kawaii!" Interest perked, she delayed her flirting with the cute knew store cashier to check out what the big deal was.
Kohaku practically hid behind Miroku, the squealing girls scaring the living daylights out of him. Miroku was flirting with every single one of them, making him rethink his theory about the man before him liking his sister. "Miroku-san, why are they all crowding around us?"
"Because you have a gift none of us men have, tragically," he said sadly before smiling disarmingly at the nearest girl, "And who might you be, lovely one? I'm abashed that I did not notice your pretty face sooner."
Hatori's ears perked at the all too familiar line. He'd heard it too many times coming from his own mouth not to know who it was. So Miroku's here…but my son never got this much attention before. What's he doing to attract all these pretty girls? Curiosity getting the best of him, he walked over to see just as Mizuki spotted the reason.
"Please tell me you didn't kidnap this poor boy to attract women," Mizuki hissed next to him. Miroku merely grinned and shook his head. He hadn't really KIDNAPPED him…he just took Kohaku and lost the others in the large department store. This boy was a girl MAGNET for crying out loud with his innocent looks and baby face! How could he resist coming to his mother's shop, the top place where females between 15 and 25 huddled? Kohaku's shyness around people practically CRIED for attention to the female species; the boy didn't know what a gift he had!
"I did no such thing; you think that bad of me?" he asked with mock hurt before smiling his disarming smile again and turning to another pretty lass. "What might your name be, pretty one? You must forgive a fellow for not knowing the name of such a breathtaking beauty such as yourself."
Mizuki sighed, eyeing Koushiro who had gone back to work pricing manga books that needed to be put out. Oh well…Sango-chan will handle him anyway. Pushing her long black hair behind her, Mizuki flashed a smile similar to Miroku's before walking away calling, "Koushiro-kun!"
Hatori watched from the back, smiling in nothing short of pride. They're my kids alright…
* * * * * *
"Where is that sukebe?!" Sango stormed up and down the mall, Inuyasha and Kagome in tow with all the packages. She had not missed the attention women had given Kohaku – they had gotten a good discount because the manager had thought he was just so cute and their story was so tragic – and could only wonder what that sukebe was making her brother go through.
She fell face first into the tile floor when she found her brother. Kohaku was enjoying himself, giving a little girl a flower and smiling a smile that looked eerily similar to Miroku's.
He's been teaching Kohaku his bad habits. The thought made Sango fume more and Kagome and Inuyasha went to go sit on the bench a few yards away, watching as Sango's aura literally flamed to life around her.
Inuyasha smirked; the bouzou was REALLY going to get it from her. Saturday at the mall was looking more interesting.
* * * * * *
Miroku sat across from his father in the office, Mizuki leaning against a desk as she regarded him seriously. Neither looked very amused like he did.
"You've got to be kidding me," Mizuki said, breaking the silence, "Have Christmas at the house? I can't even look Aya-san in the eye without feeling uneasy."
"Since she's pregnant and it is Christmas soon, Aya is feeling a bit nostalgic." Hatori pulled a face. "If I don't get the whole family to come she said she'll make sure I never get to touch her again."
Mizuki and Miroku shuddered at the look on his face; neither of them wanted to think about what the two of them did in private but their minds did anyway. The things they thought of were enough to make them a bit green in the face.
"Hatori-sama," Koushiro called through the closed office door, "There's a young lady out here who wishes to speak with Miroku-sama."
Miroku beamed, straightening his hair and telling him to let her in. Hatori grinned amusedly at his son while Mizuki mused how the saying 'like father like son' was definitely an understatement in this case.
"Where is he?!" Sango barged into the office, startling Hatori enough to make him blink while Miroku's grin dropped as soon as he saw her battle aura blazing. "What have you been teaching Kohaku?!"
Miroku grinned nervously; if he escaped this with only a slap, he'd be eternally grateful. "Sango…there you are! Kohaku and I were looking for you…"
She cast him the dirtiest glare he'd ever seen. "What in the world were you teaching him besides how to pick up little girls?!"
Mizuki and Hatori sat back and kicked their feet up on the desk, picking on some candy Mizuki had in her pockets to feed to Shippou later; who were they to pass up free entertainment that was bound to be good? They were both interested in seeing how Miroku sweet talked his way out of this one.
* * * * * *
A few stores away, Kohaku, Inuyasha and Kagome could hear Sango's furious battle cry, followed by the vicious shaking that could only be her trying to beat Miroku to oblivion. Inuyasha couldn't hide his amused smirk and Kohaku began rummaging around his small bag of things that had been with him at the hospital, pulling out a small box and sighing.
"What's that for?" Kagome asked innocently.
Kohaku opened the plain wooden box and showed her all the medical supplies in it. "Chichi-ue always told me to carry this around in case ane-ue beat someone up. She did it a lot to the village boys back home. It was his thought to always be prepared for anything; including a woman's monthly storm, whatever that is…"
Kagome had the decency to look abashed, deciding not to answer that as he closed the box. Wait until Sango has to explain THAT to him…I hope Miroku-sama doesn't do it for her…
Kagome shuddered in horror at the thought.
* * * * * *
Sango ignored the stares people gave her as she dragged an unconscious Miroku along by the back of his collar, searching the parking lot for his car. Inuyasha was going to drive them back to the apartment, so once they found the large car Sango reluctantly searched her roommate for his keys. Padding his pants pockets, she dug into them to fish out the keys, frowning when she couldn't find them amongst the junk that Inuyasha kept cluttered in there and only brushed against Miroku's leg. "Where are they?"
It would be her luck that Miroku chose that time to wake up.
"Sango…what are you doing?" he queried with an amused grin making the girl jump back, blushing red.
"Trying to find your keys!"
Miroku grabbed the keys from his coat pocket and smirked. "Here they are."
Inuyasha smirked and grabbed the keys before Miroku even knew who took them. "Great, I'm driving."
Miroku paled, muttering prayers to Buddha before getting in; maybe Inuyasha's driving had gotten better since last time.
The engine roared to life and Inuyasha screeched out of the parking space, speeding out of the parking lot and down the street on the wrong side, narrowly missing the cars before turning to the right side of the road.
Miroku prayed they all just got home in one piece.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So how was it? Good, bad? Leave a review and tell me!