Miroku's Bedtime Stories
Chapter 18
Miscommunications
"We have to go back tomorrow," said Inyasha to Kagome. He was pacing restlessly back and forth in the yard underneath the God Tree.
She nodded. "I know." A sigh escaped her lips. "Although I suspect that Miroku and Sango are finding ways to enjoy their time alone."
Kagome giggled and Inyasha stopped, looking at her and rolled his eyes. "I warned that lecher he'd better treat her right!"
"I think he will, Inuyasha. I know Sango is in love with him. The wandering fingers have been behaving too. Doesn't that mean he's finally chosen Sango above all the others?"
Inuyasha nodded. "He only did it because he thought he had nothing to lose."
"I know, and it's not as though they're children, either."
She frowned vaguely at Inuyasha who had resumed his pacing. "Quit that! I know you're eager to go back, but I promised my mom I'd stay home one more day. She misses me!"
Inuyasha groaned theatrically and unconsciously cracked his knuckles, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "I'm trying to be patient, really!"
"You could go back without me," said Kagome coyly. "It's not like you'll miss me that much or anything." She pouted in an exaggerated manner.
He lowered his eyebrows at her. "What are you trying to get me to say, wench?" he said, tilting up his chin in a stubborn fashion and folding his arms.
"If I have to spell it out for you, then I don't need to hear it anyway!" she said, flouncing off toward the house in a huff.
"FEH!" he said loudly so that she could hear as she slammed the front door.
But, he was grinning as he climbed up into his familiar perch in the God Tree and closed his eyes. "Silly onna," he said, before drifting off into a light sleep.
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Sango awoke with a vague feeling of unfamiliarity even before she opened her eyes.
Reaching out tentatively, her hand bumped into something solid and warm that moved slightly under her hand.
"It wasn't a dream this time!" she thought dazedly as she opened one eye.
Rolling over brought her nose to nose with Miroku, whose eyes popped open and stared into hers.
"Good morning, my Sango," he said, politely smothering a yawn that slowly became a thoroughly arrogant and masculine grin.
Pulling himself up on his elbow, he leaned over her and gave her a resounding kiss.
To which she did not respond, except by turning her head aside and biting her lip.
He frowned. "Sango, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" he said tensely.
"Oh, no!" she said, abruptly sitting up and pulling the blankets around her nude form.
"Well, what is it, then?" he said, likewise sitting up. A growing look of anxiety was upon his face.
"I'm so stupid!" she cried, raking her hands through her hair and hiding her face in her hands.
Miroku sighed. "I see," he said sadly, pulling his sleeping robe around him.
"Here," he said, reaching over and retrieving Sango's robe and handing it to her.
He averted his eyes as she slipped into it and then hugged her knees to her chest.
"So, you regret us becoming lovers," he said in hushed tones, his back still to her.
An amazed look came over Sango's face. "What!?" she said, turning around and grabbing his shoulders from behind in a fierce embrace.
Miroku was now more confused than he'd ever been in his life. He shook his head as if to clear it.
"I assumed from your actions and what you just said that you regretted our being together," he said stiffly.
"Are you joking with me, houshi-s...Miroku?" Sango said into his loose hair.
"What was that reaction all about then?" he demanded in an aggrieved tone.
"What was what?" she asked innocently.
"'I'm so stupid!'" he quoted back to her in a falsely feminine tone.
"Oh, I was angry at myself because I forgot to set out the rice for breakfast this morning!" she said, shrugging her shoulders. "What did you think I meant?"
He heaved a huge sigh of relief. "Uh, nothing. Forget it. It was just a ... misunderstanding."
Sango looked at his face, sagging with relief and began to laugh. "You mean you thought...oh, no, I mean, you were afraid..." she rolled onto her back and hugged herself gleefully as she laughed.
"It's not that funny," he growled, but he turned around and watched her as she made sounds of pure delight. He'd rarely heard her give herself up to full throated laughter and it was beautiful.
Finally, he joined in, chuckling at his foolishness. "I'm sorry, anata," he said, between chuckles. "I suppose I'm not as sure of myself as I'd like to believe," he admitted ruefully.
"You mean you're not sure of me," Sango gently corrected him, becoming sober again.
"Perhaps we rushed into all of this," he said, shaking his head and resting his elbows on his knees.
"I think we waited too long, my dearest," said Sango coyly, as she held out her hand to him and beckoned him over to her side.
He took her hand and pulled himself next to her and gently bent down to kiss her again. This time, she responded by returning the kiss enthusiastically.
"But what about breakfast?" she said, looking up into his passion-darkened eyes.
"That can wait, surely," he said softly, shrugging out of his robe and bending down to capture her lips once again.
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"Come on, Kagome!" said Inuyasha impatiently. "Let's go!"
"If you'd give me some help here, I could be ready a lot faster!" she replied, throwing things hurriedly into her backpack.
"Let's see," she said to herself. "Food, extra socks, underwear, toothbrush, toothpaste, bathing suit, soap..." she trailed off.
"Kagome!" he yelled, again.
"I'm not deaf!" she called back, zipping up the sides of the pack and trying to pull it quickly on her back. "Ugh!" she grunted. "Too heavy."
"Inuyasha!" she called. "Help me!"
He grunted in aggravation and ran upstairs to her room.
She was lying on her back like a turtle, unable to get up off the bed because of her heavy pack pulling her over backwards.
He looked at her and started to laugh. "What have you got in there, rocks?" he teased her, coming over and sitting beside her on the bed and looking down at her red, distressed face.
"Not funny!" she gasped. "I can't get the straps unbuckled," she said breathlessly.
"I should just leave you like that," he leered down into her face gleefully. "Revenge for all the times you've 'sat' me!"
"You wouldn't dare!" she breathed, as she kept wiggling under the straps.
"Oh, wouldn't I?" he said, winking at her and reaching over to tickle her with one clawed finger.
"AHHH!" she shrieked, her wiggling becoming desperate. "You're EVIL!" she gasped, trying not to laugh.
"Tell me something I don't know!" he mocked her, his claws now dancing up and down her ribs as she helplessly writhed and pleaded for mercy.
"Promise you'll never 'sit' me again!" he demanded, grinning at her, flashing his fangs.
"NEVER!" she squealed.
"The torture will continue, wench!" he said, reaching down to tickle behind her knees now. "AHH!" she screamed, "Not there! MOM!"
"Your mother can't help you now, little girl," he said in an evil whisper.
"Hentai!" she yelled. Inuyasha flicked back his sensitive ears.
"Okay, I've decided to show you mercy, wench." He reached over and flipped the buckles loose on her pack, releasing her.
"Oh, I'm going to get you back!" she yelled, jumping on him and plunging her hands underneath his clothes to tickle his sides.
His eyes widened as he took in her compromising position, straddling him on the bed as he held her wrists to keep her from touching him again.
He blushed bright red. "Uh, Kagome," he said uncomfortably, sitting up and dumping her unceremoniously off of his lap.
She looked up from the floor angrily until she saw the blush across his face and his averted eyes and then she also flushed to the roots of her hair.
"Um, I guess we need to get going," she mumbled, jumping up.
"Here, I'll take this thing for you," he said, lifting up the pack easily by the straps and nodding for her to go ahead of him.
She ran down the stairs with him following behind.
They walked together in embarrassed silence as they came to the Bone- Eater's well and jumped in.
Chapter 18
Miscommunications
"We have to go back tomorrow," said Inyasha to Kagome. He was pacing restlessly back and forth in the yard underneath the God Tree.
She nodded. "I know." A sigh escaped her lips. "Although I suspect that Miroku and Sango are finding ways to enjoy their time alone."
Kagome giggled and Inyasha stopped, looking at her and rolled his eyes. "I warned that lecher he'd better treat her right!"
"I think he will, Inuyasha. I know Sango is in love with him. The wandering fingers have been behaving too. Doesn't that mean he's finally chosen Sango above all the others?"
Inuyasha nodded. "He only did it because he thought he had nothing to lose."
"I know, and it's not as though they're children, either."
She frowned vaguely at Inuyasha who had resumed his pacing. "Quit that! I know you're eager to go back, but I promised my mom I'd stay home one more day. She misses me!"
Inuyasha groaned theatrically and unconsciously cracked his knuckles, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "I'm trying to be patient, really!"
"You could go back without me," said Kagome coyly. "It's not like you'll miss me that much or anything." She pouted in an exaggerated manner.
He lowered his eyebrows at her. "What are you trying to get me to say, wench?" he said, tilting up his chin in a stubborn fashion and folding his arms.
"If I have to spell it out for you, then I don't need to hear it anyway!" she said, flouncing off toward the house in a huff.
"FEH!" he said loudly so that she could hear as she slammed the front door.
But, he was grinning as he climbed up into his familiar perch in the God Tree and closed his eyes. "Silly onna," he said, before drifting off into a light sleep.
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Sango awoke with a vague feeling of unfamiliarity even before she opened her eyes.
Reaching out tentatively, her hand bumped into something solid and warm that moved slightly under her hand.
"It wasn't a dream this time!" she thought dazedly as she opened one eye.
Rolling over brought her nose to nose with Miroku, whose eyes popped open and stared into hers.
"Good morning, my Sango," he said, politely smothering a yawn that slowly became a thoroughly arrogant and masculine grin.
Pulling himself up on his elbow, he leaned over her and gave her a resounding kiss.
To which she did not respond, except by turning her head aside and biting her lip.
He frowned. "Sango, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" he said tensely.
"Oh, no!" she said, abruptly sitting up and pulling the blankets around her nude form.
"Well, what is it, then?" he said, likewise sitting up. A growing look of anxiety was upon his face.
"I'm so stupid!" she cried, raking her hands through her hair and hiding her face in her hands.
Miroku sighed. "I see," he said sadly, pulling his sleeping robe around him.
"Here," he said, reaching over and retrieving Sango's robe and handing it to her.
He averted his eyes as she slipped into it and then hugged her knees to her chest.
"So, you regret us becoming lovers," he said in hushed tones, his back still to her.
An amazed look came over Sango's face. "What!?" she said, turning around and grabbing his shoulders from behind in a fierce embrace.
Miroku was now more confused than he'd ever been in his life. He shook his head as if to clear it.
"I assumed from your actions and what you just said that you regretted our being together," he said stiffly.
"Are you joking with me, houshi-s...Miroku?" Sango said into his loose hair.
"What was that reaction all about then?" he demanded in an aggrieved tone.
"What was what?" she asked innocently.
"'I'm so stupid!'" he quoted back to her in a falsely feminine tone.
"Oh, I was angry at myself because I forgot to set out the rice for breakfast this morning!" she said, shrugging her shoulders. "What did you think I meant?"
He heaved a huge sigh of relief. "Uh, nothing. Forget it. It was just a ... misunderstanding."
Sango looked at his face, sagging with relief and began to laugh. "You mean you thought...oh, no, I mean, you were afraid..." she rolled onto her back and hugged herself gleefully as she laughed.
"It's not that funny," he growled, but he turned around and watched her as she made sounds of pure delight. He'd rarely heard her give herself up to full throated laughter and it was beautiful.
Finally, he joined in, chuckling at his foolishness. "I'm sorry, anata," he said, between chuckles. "I suppose I'm not as sure of myself as I'd like to believe," he admitted ruefully.
"You mean you're not sure of me," Sango gently corrected him, becoming sober again.
"Perhaps we rushed into all of this," he said, shaking his head and resting his elbows on his knees.
"I think we waited too long, my dearest," said Sango coyly, as she held out her hand to him and beckoned him over to her side.
He took her hand and pulled himself next to her and gently bent down to kiss her again. This time, she responded by returning the kiss enthusiastically.
"But what about breakfast?" she said, looking up into his passion-darkened eyes.
"That can wait, surely," he said softly, shrugging out of his robe and bending down to capture her lips once again.
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"Come on, Kagome!" said Inuyasha impatiently. "Let's go!"
"If you'd give me some help here, I could be ready a lot faster!" she replied, throwing things hurriedly into her backpack.
"Let's see," she said to herself. "Food, extra socks, underwear, toothbrush, toothpaste, bathing suit, soap..." she trailed off.
"Kagome!" he yelled, again.
"I'm not deaf!" she called back, zipping up the sides of the pack and trying to pull it quickly on her back. "Ugh!" she grunted. "Too heavy."
"Inuyasha!" she called. "Help me!"
He grunted in aggravation and ran upstairs to her room.
She was lying on her back like a turtle, unable to get up off the bed because of her heavy pack pulling her over backwards.
He looked at her and started to laugh. "What have you got in there, rocks?" he teased her, coming over and sitting beside her on the bed and looking down at her red, distressed face.
"Not funny!" she gasped. "I can't get the straps unbuckled," she said breathlessly.
"I should just leave you like that," he leered down into her face gleefully. "Revenge for all the times you've 'sat' me!"
"You wouldn't dare!" she breathed, as she kept wiggling under the straps.
"Oh, wouldn't I?" he said, winking at her and reaching over to tickle her with one clawed finger.
"AHHH!" she shrieked, her wiggling becoming desperate. "You're EVIL!" she gasped, trying not to laugh.
"Tell me something I don't know!" he mocked her, his claws now dancing up and down her ribs as she helplessly writhed and pleaded for mercy.
"Promise you'll never 'sit' me again!" he demanded, grinning at her, flashing his fangs.
"NEVER!" she squealed.
"The torture will continue, wench!" he said, reaching down to tickle behind her knees now. "AHH!" she screamed, "Not there! MOM!"
"Your mother can't help you now, little girl," he said in an evil whisper.
"Hentai!" she yelled. Inuyasha flicked back his sensitive ears.
"Okay, I've decided to show you mercy, wench." He reached over and flipped the buckles loose on her pack, releasing her.
"Oh, I'm going to get you back!" she yelled, jumping on him and plunging her hands underneath his clothes to tickle his sides.
His eyes widened as he took in her compromising position, straddling him on the bed as he held her wrists to keep her from touching him again.
He blushed bright red. "Uh, Kagome," he said uncomfortably, sitting up and dumping her unceremoniously off of his lap.
She looked up from the floor angrily until she saw the blush across his face and his averted eyes and then she also flushed to the roots of her hair.
"Um, I guess we need to get going," she mumbled, jumping up.
"Here, I'll take this thing for you," he said, lifting up the pack easily by the straps and nodding for her to go ahead of him.
She ran down the stairs with him following behind.
They walked together in embarrassed silence as they came to the Bone- Eater's well and jumped in.