She walked up the stairs with Miroku and got the glimpse of her friend.
'This is bad enough to be 'married' to Miroku now I have to share a room with him.' She thought. All thoughts started to recede as she felt a hand cupping her bottom. Her left eye immediately twitched as she whipped to look at Miroku who was plainly smiling at her. She started to lift her hand but the old woman kept staring at them.
'If I smack him that will be a sign' she said as put her hand by her side and sighed. But she shot Miroku a look that said You-are-so-dead. He stared at he blankly and smiled again but his hand still didn't move. The old woman stopped at the door and slid it open. It was a little bit nicer than the one downstairs. It still had wood floors but a red rug was spread out in the middle of it and a black dragon portrayed on it. It had another door closing off the washroom. There was a window to see the garden that they passed.
"This is the marriage sweet." The old woman said.
Sango still blushed at the fact that they were 'married'.
"Enjoy." She said as she walked out.
"Well this seems like a nice-" But Miroku never finished his sentence Sango pounced on him. She pinned his arms with her knees and used her hands to hold down his shoulders as she leaned over him.
"Do you think you can grope me and get away with it?" she asked very grim. She was definitely going to get him for this one.
He could barely move but he had to think of something or he wasn't going to live very long. He could move his arms a bit so he moved his hand and touched her backside. She didn't know it was coming so she fell on his chest. He got on his knees and was about to make a run for it.
"Oh now you don't!" she said as she wrapped her legs around his waist putting on pressure it felt like his ribs were going to crack. He leaned forward and she started to fall backwards but he put his hands on her back and caught her. Then he moved his hand down and touched her butt.
"Eep!" she yelped. She smacked him hard across the face. He started losing his balance and started falling forward bringing Sango down with him. He landed on her chest area still groping her.
"Get off!" she yelled as he pushed him off. He quickly jumped on her and held her down by putting his hands on her chest.
"If you move your hands anywhere else I swear I'll kill you!" she said trying to get up.
"Really" he said as he started fooling with her buttons. She started struggling harder as he moved his hands down and touched her breasts. She shrieked and put her arms around his neck and started to dig her nails in the back of his neck. She also put her legs around his waist and started to stop him from breathing. He stopped groping her and put his arms around her and started increasing pressure. He lifted her so he could try to get air but she kept digging her nails in his neck until he slipped and they both fell. Her legs fell off and now were in an entanglement with his but her nails were still in his neck but not digging in his neck. He on the other hand had released her so she could breathe but still had his arms around her. They were both face to face and staring at each other.
"Excuse me." A voice said. They both got wide eyed and whipped there faces around to see who it was. It was the old woman.
"Oh!" she said looking at the two. "I leave you alone." She said as she walked out.
They both stared at each other and quickly got off. Sango put her hands on the sides of her head. "What the hell did she think we were doing!" she thought shaking her head.
"I wonder how much she saw." Miroku said.
Sango felt like ramming her head against the wall. Or she felt like killing herself. Or both.
"Hey its not that bad were supposed to married remember." He said getting closer to her. "That's what married couples do."
"You have a point." She said thinking it over.
'If only she knew were not married!' she thought as she shook her head.
She then felt something brush against her thigh she quickly smacked his hand away and stood up. "I'm taking a bath." She said as she started walking towards the washroom.
"I'll take one too." He said as he stood up too. She instantly froze in her tracks as she turned around to look at Miroku who was walking towards her.
"No!" she said. "You stay here!"
"But" he said as he took a step closer.
She gave him a death glare and walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.
'If only there was a lock' she said looking at the door and there was none. She took off her shoes and undid her hair and let it flow freely. She started the water and slipped off her dress. She grabbed a towel off one of the racks and hung it over the tub.
'For a tub this is pretty big' she thought looking that it was oval shaped. Then she remembered this was a marriage sweet so no wonder the tub was big.
She picked up a bar of soap off the rack. She looked out the door to see Miroku's shadow sitting on the ground. 'I swear if Miroku tries to get in here.' She said as she threw a bar of soap on the ground. It shattered and spread across the floor.
She got in the water and let out a sigh as she let her tired muscles relax. ^^^^^^ Miroku let a grin escape on his lips as he heard Sango sigh. He slowly opened the door and was greeted with steam all around. In the mist of it all he looked around and saw a moving figure. He registered it as Sango so he started tiptoeing to her.
THUD
He slipped on the bar of soap that Sango had thrown on the floor. ^^ Her eyes shot open as she heard the thud. She took her towel and wrapped it around her self. She started walking but tripped on something but didn't hit the floor it was softer. She opened her eyes and noticed her legs were in an entanglement of limbs. She looked to see Miroku grinning widely. She then felt a hand slip down from her back until it landed on her bottom.
"HENTAI!" she yelled as she smacked him hard across the face. She instantly jumped up. The mist started to clear as she saw Miroku with a red hand mark across his face. He got up and started walking towards her casually as if nothing was wrong. She would have easily beaten the crap out of him but all she was in was a towel!
She couldn't punch him or her towel would come off. And she couldn't kick him because it wouldn't show him too much. So she kept backing up.
"Miroku! What the hell do you think your doing?" she yelled at him.
"I just want to see my wife." He said displaying his lecherous grin. "Is that a problem."
She then hit the wall and Miroku could very easily touch her by extending his hand. She then felt something brush against her thigh. She looked around and saw another bar of soap. She then chucked it at his head. He fell to the ground. She grabbed whatever she could as while he was still down. She felt hands rub against her rear so then she took whatever she had and chucked it at him.
"Ow! Sango! OW!" he said as everything hit his head.
"GET OUT!" she yelled as she kept throwing things at him.
He quickly ran out covering his head but tripping on her dress. He kept running as it dragged from his foot.
She smirked knowing she had won but then she realized.
That dress was the only thing she had to wear.
^^^^^^^^^ Miroku looked in the mirror at the many bumps he had on his head and soapsuds. He slumped back against the wall and noticed he had Sango's dress.
"Miroku" he heard a voice that almost made him jump. He quickly put it behind his back and turned around and saw Sango standing in her towel blushing slightly. "Can I have my dress back?"
He remembered where he has it. He would have easily given it to her but he wanted to do it the hard way. "Uh..." he said as he smiled sheepishly. "The maid came in and took it." 'I hope that lie works' Miroku thought as he prayed in his mind.
Sango stared wide eye at him. 'What now' "What am I going to wear to bed." She muttered.
"You could wear that," he said. She backed up slightly.
"If I'm going to wear this you're going to be wearing a lot more bumps on your head." She said a little grim.
He rubbed his head slightly. He walked towards Sango while she backed up into the wall again. She then pulled part of the drapes and put it in front of her.
"Don't come within 2 feet of me!" She said.
"Eh?" he said. He sighed and said. "Ok I won't do anything."
She let out a sigh and dropped the curtain as she held on to her towel.
"But" he said as he put his hand on the wall next to her cornering her in the wall. "You look so cute."
She blushed and stayed in the corner.
'Somebody help!' she thought as she wanted to run from him.
Then somebody knocked on the door.
"Hello." The old woman said. "Oh good thing I was just bringing you these clothes" she said looking at Sango wrapped in a towel.
"Thank you!" she said while bowing quickly and snatching the clothes from her hand and sprinting in the bathroom.
"Good thing I came in here when you guys were decent." She said letting out a small laugh with a slight cough at the end. Miroku blushed a bit but managed to crack a smile. The old woman left and Miroku leaned against the wall.
'I would have been fine if she slept in that towel' he thought.
'You're a pervert.' His other mind told him.
'What you love her too' he thought as he was fighting with his emotions. He quickly started blushing.
'About time you admitted you're damn feelings'
'Oh shut up.'
'Well maybe if you weren't groping her all the time she'd like you'
'What do you know?'
'A lot more than you I can tell you that'
"Shut up!" he said.
"Miroku are you okay?" a voice said.
He opened his eyes and looked up. His jaw just hung there. Sango was wearing a silky black robe that was held together by a dark blue sash that she tied more over to the side. It covered hung down by her feet, masking them and leaving a small trail of the cloth behind her. But he espically loved it because it hugged her hips and stuck to herself showing off her body.
'Cough* Nutcase *cough' his other mind told him. But he was too much in a daze to notice so he left him alone.
"Miroku?" Sango said as she kneeled down by him and waved a hand in his face. "Hello?"
"What." He said popping out of his daze.
"Are you ok?" she said putting a hand on his forehead. "Are you getting sick or something"
"No Mom" he said sarcastically. She started grinning and then took her hand from her forehead and holding it. "I just thought you looked beautiful." He said.
She blushed a bit at his comment. "Thank you." She said stammering a bit.
"Well shall we get some rest." He said helping her up. She nodded and walked over to the bed. They both stopped dead in their tracks. They looked for two beds they saw one.
"Where's the bed?" Sango asked.
"There." He said pointing.
"No the other bed!" she said shaking his shoulders.
"Who ever thought of a married couple sleeping in different beds?" he said to her. Her eyes widened as she slumped down to the floor and grabbed her head.
'This is not happening, this is not happening.' She thought to herself over and over again.
"Well it's ok I'll sleep on the floor." Miroku proposed.
"Huh? No that's ok Miroku." She said getting up.
"Well I usually do any ways." He said.
"So do I." She said. "It's ok I'll sleep on the floor."
He then picked her up bridal style. She was a little lost for words but put her arms around his neck to keep from falling. He walked over to the bed and placed her down and covered her up.
"Night." He said while kissing her on the forehead. He got out of his kneeling position and leaned against the wall. As soon as he did the door opened and the old lady was there again.
'What the hell is with this woman?' they both thought.
"Why are you on the floor?" she asked Miroku.
"I...uh..."he said stammering a bit.
"Just looking at the room" Sango said. "He said he likes it and wishes he could stay here"
"Yes I love the dragons" Miroku said looking around the room seeing the statues.
"Thank you" She said bowing slightly. "Well off to bed with the two of you."
Miroku nodded as he walked over to Sango and got in bed with her. By that time the old woman walked out and turned off their light leaving only the moon to light. Miroku put his arms around Sango's waist and pulled her closer. She blushed a bit but he couldn't see. They both looked at the door and saw the old woman shadow go away.
"Is it me or is that woman stalking us?" Sango said as the shadow was out of sight.
"I think so." He said.
"Cause every time we do something or breathe for that matter she always comes in." She said.
Miroku chuckled and said. "So now we have a personal stalker in our mist."
"Maybe." She said she let out a yawn.
"I think we should get some rest." He said.
"Hmmmm" she said. "Night." She said as she kissed his cheek. But then she felt something enter her mouth she fought back with it when she thought. 'I thought I was only kissing his cheek.' She popped her eyes open and sunk into Miroku's chest.
"Miroku?" she said after a few minutes of silence.
"Hmmm" he said.
"What did I just kiss?" she asked thinking that was one of the weirdest questions I could ask.
"My lips." He said happily. She felt her face turn into a healthy blush. She sunk lower into Miroku's chest.
She felt another arm wrap around her waist and bring her up. "What's wrong Sango?"
'What does he mean what's wrong' She thought, as she blushed a bit. "Nothing." She said. "Just tired."
He could tell she was lying but he let it slip. He ran a finger through her hair and looked at her beautiful face as the moon kissed it giving it a lovely texture.
"Night." He said as he inhaled her scent that dangled for awhile.
"Night." She said. He brought her closer to him. She blushed softly she said as she put her hand on top of his.
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. "Miroku don't do that." Sango said as she broke the silence.
"I don't know what you're talking about" he casually said back to her.
"Do you want more pain?" she said. He sighed a bit and moved his hands away from her breast and backside and rested them on her waist. ^^^^^^^^
No it is NOT over yet. I have one more chapter in the making so you have to wait for it.
Till later
Sodafizz 05
'This is bad enough to be 'married' to Miroku now I have to share a room with him.' She thought. All thoughts started to recede as she felt a hand cupping her bottom. Her left eye immediately twitched as she whipped to look at Miroku who was plainly smiling at her. She started to lift her hand but the old woman kept staring at them.
'If I smack him that will be a sign' she said as put her hand by her side and sighed. But she shot Miroku a look that said You-are-so-dead. He stared at he blankly and smiled again but his hand still didn't move. The old woman stopped at the door and slid it open. It was a little bit nicer than the one downstairs. It still had wood floors but a red rug was spread out in the middle of it and a black dragon portrayed on it. It had another door closing off the washroom. There was a window to see the garden that they passed.
"This is the marriage sweet." The old woman said.
Sango still blushed at the fact that they were 'married'.
"Enjoy." She said as she walked out.
"Well this seems like a nice-" But Miroku never finished his sentence Sango pounced on him. She pinned his arms with her knees and used her hands to hold down his shoulders as she leaned over him.
"Do you think you can grope me and get away with it?" she asked very grim. She was definitely going to get him for this one.
He could barely move but he had to think of something or he wasn't going to live very long. He could move his arms a bit so he moved his hand and touched her backside. She didn't know it was coming so she fell on his chest. He got on his knees and was about to make a run for it.
"Oh now you don't!" she said as she wrapped her legs around his waist putting on pressure it felt like his ribs were going to crack. He leaned forward and she started to fall backwards but he put his hands on her back and caught her. Then he moved his hand down and touched her butt.
"Eep!" she yelped. She smacked him hard across the face. He started losing his balance and started falling forward bringing Sango down with him. He landed on her chest area still groping her.
"Get off!" she yelled as he pushed him off. He quickly jumped on her and held her down by putting his hands on her chest.
"If you move your hands anywhere else I swear I'll kill you!" she said trying to get up.
"Really" he said as he started fooling with her buttons. She started struggling harder as he moved his hands down and touched her breasts. She shrieked and put her arms around his neck and started to dig her nails in the back of his neck. She also put her legs around his waist and started to stop him from breathing. He stopped groping her and put his arms around her and started increasing pressure. He lifted her so he could try to get air but she kept digging her nails in his neck until he slipped and they both fell. Her legs fell off and now were in an entanglement with his but her nails were still in his neck but not digging in his neck. He on the other hand had released her so she could breathe but still had his arms around her. They were both face to face and staring at each other.
"Excuse me." A voice said. They both got wide eyed and whipped there faces around to see who it was. It was the old woman.
"Oh!" she said looking at the two. "I leave you alone." She said as she walked out.
They both stared at each other and quickly got off. Sango put her hands on the sides of her head. "What the hell did she think we were doing!" she thought shaking her head.
"I wonder how much she saw." Miroku said.
Sango felt like ramming her head against the wall. Or she felt like killing herself. Or both.
"Hey its not that bad were supposed to married remember." He said getting closer to her. "That's what married couples do."
"You have a point." She said thinking it over.
'If only she knew were not married!' she thought as she shook her head.
She then felt something brush against her thigh she quickly smacked his hand away and stood up. "I'm taking a bath." She said as she started walking towards the washroom.
"I'll take one too." He said as he stood up too. She instantly froze in her tracks as she turned around to look at Miroku who was walking towards her.
"No!" she said. "You stay here!"
"But" he said as he took a step closer.
She gave him a death glare and walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.
'If only there was a lock' she said looking at the door and there was none. She took off her shoes and undid her hair and let it flow freely. She started the water and slipped off her dress. She grabbed a towel off one of the racks and hung it over the tub.
'For a tub this is pretty big' she thought looking that it was oval shaped. Then she remembered this was a marriage sweet so no wonder the tub was big.
She picked up a bar of soap off the rack. She looked out the door to see Miroku's shadow sitting on the ground. 'I swear if Miroku tries to get in here.' She said as she threw a bar of soap on the ground. It shattered and spread across the floor.
She got in the water and let out a sigh as she let her tired muscles relax. ^^^^^^ Miroku let a grin escape on his lips as he heard Sango sigh. He slowly opened the door and was greeted with steam all around. In the mist of it all he looked around and saw a moving figure. He registered it as Sango so he started tiptoeing to her.
THUD
He slipped on the bar of soap that Sango had thrown on the floor. ^^ Her eyes shot open as she heard the thud. She took her towel and wrapped it around her self. She started walking but tripped on something but didn't hit the floor it was softer. She opened her eyes and noticed her legs were in an entanglement of limbs. She looked to see Miroku grinning widely. She then felt a hand slip down from her back until it landed on her bottom.
"HENTAI!" she yelled as she smacked him hard across the face. She instantly jumped up. The mist started to clear as she saw Miroku with a red hand mark across his face. He got up and started walking towards her casually as if nothing was wrong. She would have easily beaten the crap out of him but all she was in was a towel!
She couldn't punch him or her towel would come off. And she couldn't kick him because it wouldn't show him too much. So she kept backing up.
"Miroku! What the hell do you think your doing?" she yelled at him.
"I just want to see my wife." He said displaying his lecherous grin. "Is that a problem."
She then hit the wall and Miroku could very easily touch her by extending his hand. She then felt something brush against her thigh. She looked around and saw another bar of soap. She then chucked it at his head. He fell to the ground. She grabbed whatever she could as while he was still down. She felt hands rub against her rear so then she took whatever she had and chucked it at him.
"Ow! Sango! OW!" he said as everything hit his head.
"GET OUT!" she yelled as she kept throwing things at him.
He quickly ran out covering his head but tripping on her dress. He kept running as it dragged from his foot.
She smirked knowing she had won but then she realized.
That dress was the only thing she had to wear.
^^^^^^^^^ Miroku looked in the mirror at the many bumps he had on his head and soapsuds. He slumped back against the wall and noticed he had Sango's dress.
"Miroku" he heard a voice that almost made him jump. He quickly put it behind his back and turned around and saw Sango standing in her towel blushing slightly. "Can I have my dress back?"
He remembered where he has it. He would have easily given it to her but he wanted to do it the hard way. "Uh..." he said as he smiled sheepishly. "The maid came in and took it." 'I hope that lie works' Miroku thought as he prayed in his mind.
Sango stared wide eye at him. 'What now' "What am I going to wear to bed." She muttered.
"You could wear that," he said. She backed up slightly.
"If I'm going to wear this you're going to be wearing a lot more bumps on your head." She said a little grim.
He rubbed his head slightly. He walked towards Sango while she backed up into the wall again. She then pulled part of the drapes and put it in front of her.
"Don't come within 2 feet of me!" She said.
"Eh?" he said. He sighed and said. "Ok I won't do anything."
She let out a sigh and dropped the curtain as she held on to her towel.
"But" he said as he put his hand on the wall next to her cornering her in the wall. "You look so cute."
She blushed and stayed in the corner.
'Somebody help!' she thought as she wanted to run from him.
Then somebody knocked on the door.
"Hello." The old woman said. "Oh good thing I was just bringing you these clothes" she said looking at Sango wrapped in a towel.
"Thank you!" she said while bowing quickly and snatching the clothes from her hand and sprinting in the bathroom.
"Good thing I came in here when you guys were decent." She said letting out a small laugh with a slight cough at the end. Miroku blushed a bit but managed to crack a smile. The old woman left and Miroku leaned against the wall.
'I would have been fine if she slept in that towel' he thought.
'You're a pervert.' His other mind told him.
'What you love her too' he thought as he was fighting with his emotions. He quickly started blushing.
'About time you admitted you're damn feelings'
'Oh shut up.'
'Well maybe if you weren't groping her all the time she'd like you'
'What do you know?'
'A lot more than you I can tell you that'
"Shut up!" he said.
"Miroku are you okay?" a voice said.
He opened his eyes and looked up. His jaw just hung there. Sango was wearing a silky black robe that was held together by a dark blue sash that she tied more over to the side. It covered hung down by her feet, masking them and leaving a small trail of the cloth behind her. But he espically loved it because it hugged her hips and stuck to herself showing off her body.
'Cough* Nutcase *cough' his other mind told him. But he was too much in a daze to notice so he left him alone.
"Miroku?" Sango said as she kneeled down by him and waved a hand in his face. "Hello?"
"What." He said popping out of his daze.
"Are you ok?" she said putting a hand on his forehead. "Are you getting sick or something"
"No Mom" he said sarcastically. She started grinning and then took her hand from her forehead and holding it. "I just thought you looked beautiful." He said.
She blushed a bit at his comment. "Thank you." She said stammering a bit.
"Well shall we get some rest." He said helping her up. She nodded and walked over to the bed. They both stopped dead in their tracks. They looked for two beds they saw one.
"Where's the bed?" Sango asked.
"There." He said pointing.
"No the other bed!" she said shaking his shoulders.
"Who ever thought of a married couple sleeping in different beds?" he said to her. Her eyes widened as she slumped down to the floor and grabbed her head.
'This is not happening, this is not happening.' She thought to herself over and over again.
"Well it's ok I'll sleep on the floor." Miroku proposed.
"Huh? No that's ok Miroku." She said getting up.
"Well I usually do any ways." He said.
"So do I." She said. "It's ok I'll sleep on the floor."
He then picked her up bridal style. She was a little lost for words but put her arms around his neck to keep from falling. He walked over to the bed and placed her down and covered her up.
"Night." He said while kissing her on the forehead. He got out of his kneeling position and leaned against the wall. As soon as he did the door opened and the old lady was there again.
'What the hell is with this woman?' they both thought.
"Why are you on the floor?" she asked Miroku.
"I...uh..."he said stammering a bit.
"Just looking at the room" Sango said. "He said he likes it and wishes he could stay here"
"Yes I love the dragons" Miroku said looking around the room seeing the statues.
"Thank you" She said bowing slightly. "Well off to bed with the two of you."
Miroku nodded as he walked over to Sango and got in bed with her. By that time the old woman walked out and turned off their light leaving only the moon to light. Miroku put his arms around Sango's waist and pulled her closer. She blushed a bit but he couldn't see. They both looked at the door and saw the old woman shadow go away.
"Is it me or is that woman stalking us?" Sango said as the shadow was out of sight.
"I think so." He said.
"Cause every time we do something or breathe for that matter she always comes in." She said.
Miroku chuckled and said. "So now we have a personal stalker in our mist."
"Maybe." She said she let out a yawn.
"I think we should get some rest." He said.
"Hmmmm" she said. "Night." She said as she kissed his cheek. But then she felt something enter her mouth she fought back with it when she thought. 'I thought I was only kissing his cheek.' She popped her eyes open and sunk into Miroku's chest.
"Miroku?" she said after a few minutes of silence.
"Hmmm" he said.
"What did I just kiss?" she asked thinking that was one of the weirdest questions I could ask.
"My lips." He said happily. She felt her face turn into a healthy blush. She sunk lower into Miroku's chest.
She felt another arm wrap around her waist and bring her up. "What's wrong Sango?"
'What does he mean what's wrong' She thought, as she blushed a bit. "Nothing." She said. "Just tired."
He could tell she was lying but he let it slip. He ran a finger through her hair and looked at her beautiful face as the moon kissed it giving it a lovely texture.
"Night." He said as he inhaled her scent that dangled for awhile.
"Night." She said. He brought her closer to him. She blushed softly she said as she put her hand on top of his.
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. "Miroku don't do that." Sango said as she broke the silence.
"I don't know what you're talking about" he casually said back to her.
"Do you want more pain?" she said. He sighed a bit and moved his hands away from her breast and backside and rested them on her waist. ^^^^^^^^
No it is NOT over yet. I have one more chapter in the making so you have to wait for it.
Till later
Sodafizz 05