Night Storm
Jo-chan
Disclaimers: All credits go to Rumiko Takahashi, the creator of Inuyasha. I am simply borrowing these endearing characters for a few pages. ^_^
A/N: In case you didn't know, this is a sequel of sorts to my first MS fic, "Crucify My Love."
Part 1- Before the Storm
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The night was delightfully warm and peaceful and it was one of those nights when one can say that Inuyasha's group is blessedly quiet... well, at least almost.
"Would you like to take a walk with me?" asked Miroku quietly, as if reluctant to disturb everyone's seeming lethargy. Sango, who was polishing her hiraikotsu beside him looked up, the campfire gilding her hair with fiery highlight. She smiled at the monk and lithely set her weapon aside.
"Ready when you are Miroku," she said easily, the use of his name coming more and more naturally in the last few weeks. Miroku grinned down at her as he stood up with the use of his shakujo. He extended a hand that the taijiya took readily as he helped her up. As they walked off, Miroku's hand was still holding Sango's hand, their heads bent together closely, laughing quietly in their private conversation.
Inuyasha, who had opened an eye reluctantly when the two passed by his post, snorted when Miroku and Sango were out of the earshot. "Mushy blah blah," grumbled Inuyasha and despite the disgruntled expression on his face, there was a hint of smile in his voice.
Shippou took the lollipop out of his mouth and remarked, "You're just jealous!" The kitsune cub turned to follow the couple's progress away, "Who would have thought that Miroku, the biggest sukebe this side of the well, would actually fall in love with Sango and start acting like normal human?" continued Shippou with a touch of wonder and awe in his voice.
Inuyasha, who behind the kitsune's back growled, "Who would have thought that Shippou, the biggest blabber-mouth this side of Japan, be unaware of the great Inuyasha stalking him?" Inuyasha made a dive for Shippou who was shrieking madly. The hanyou held Shippou up by his tail, grinning smugly less than two minutes later. "Now what should I do with you?" said Inuyasha in satisfaction, shaking the cub a few times.
"WAH! Kagomeeeeeh! Inuyasha's picking on me!" wailed Shippou, his eyes big and round, with rivers of tears running down his cheeks.
Without looking up from her Algebra book, Kagome said calmly, "Inuyasha, osuwari!"
*Boom* And with dust and expletives turning the air blue, Shippou made a run for Kagome and had already settled in her arms by the ime Inuyasha has already gotten up. Shippou stuck his tongue out at the enraged hanyou. "Beh!"
"Chikusho! Kagome! How can you take the side of that brat all the time!" ranted Inuyasha as he paced back and forth in front of the girl, trying to see how to get to the kitsune cub.
"Because Shippou-chan is a kid and you're not. Why don't you be still and let me study in peace?" replied Kagome, slightly distracted.
With a harrumph, Inuyasha sat cross-legged beside Kagome. He liked her scent tonight and somehow, seeing Sango and Miroku's obvious happiness made him yearn for the same closeness with Kagome. He frowned ferociously, realizing the direction of his thoughts. Is it full moon? He asked himself, wondering at his touchy-feely mood this evening. He decisively shook his head.
With a sigh and a slight smile, Kagome closed her Algebra book. "All right Inuyasha, you're obviously feeling a little too frisky tonight..." she smiled wider when Inuyasha bared his teeth at her and growled. "So, if you promise to be quiet and let me study, I'll take a stroll with you when Sango-chan and Miroku-sama come back to camp," said Kagome.
Inuyasha opened his mouth to make a wise-ass remark but seemed to think better of it. So he sat back down and surprisingly, managed to hold himself still. Kagome smiled in the darkness as she bent over her book once more.
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"The stars are beautiful tonight," said Sango with a sigh as she leaned back and snuggled in Miroku's arms.
They were seated on a huge boulder overlooking a meadow and Sango was seated on Miroku's lap, cuddled close to him for warmth. Miroku's hands were nowhere near improper places and that made Sango relax even more. Miroku's hands from Sango's shoulder shifted a little lower to lightly caress her waist, one of his hands brushing against the underside of her breast.
Sango turned a little, giving Miroku a stern look. "Your hand, Houshi-sama," she said pointedly and Miroku only grinned mischievously at her.
"What about it Sango? Not high enough for you?" teased Miroku gently, his errant hand going higher to cup Sango's tender flesh. Miroku felt the shiver that raced through Sango and he grinned from behind her, his lips finding her earlobe in the darkness and nipping it a little.
"Miroku... you make me want to smack you!" said Sango on a hushed groan, trying to rein in her reactions. The monk liked pushing her and she knew it! She shivered when his warm lips kissed a path up her neck to press a hot kiss on her nape. And he knew all her sensitive spots dammit! For a moment, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations stealing through her and then, right when she knew that Miroku was really getting into the game, she grabbed his hands and pinned him down, using her body as counterweight.
Sango grinned shamelessly down at the startled houshi and said, "You may be very good in seducing me but I know I'm better than you in wrestling..."
Miroku smiled suggestively, "Oh I know a thing or two about wrestling, wanna try a few tricks of mine?" he asked, giving an earnestly hopeful look that made Sango laugh.
Atop Miroku, with her elbows propped on top of his chest, Sango answered, "Nope. Not interested. Maybe some other time," she concluded softly. She freed Miroku's hands and felt both of his warm hands settle on her waist. She eyed him a bit and then decided that it was all right. She looked down into his blue-violet eyes and smiled at him. "Some other time," she repeated, a touch of regret in her eyes as she leaned down and kissed Miroku softly on the lips.
Miroku raised his head slightly as he kissed Sango back, his hands curving around her waist before going down squeeze her hips and then--
"Sukebe!" exclaimed Sango when Miroku rubbed her butt once more.
"Hey! Ouch!" said Miroku wearing away the sting of Sango's palm. He gave an idiotic smile at her. "You oughta get used to me doing that! I can't help it that I find your butt so cute!" exclaimed Miroku.
With an overly dramatic sigh that was ruined by a giggle, Sango replied. "Sorry, blame it on reflex. You've been doing it to me for so long and I've always reacted that way that it's been completely naturally," explained Sango. She lay back down over Miroku, content to feel his arms around her. The sigh rumbling under her ear from Miroku's chest told her he felt the same way.
"About the wrestling tricks--" began Miroku, deviltry in his eyes once more.
"You're incorrigible Houshi-sama!" said Sango, laughing. When Miroku attempted to move his hands lower again she pushed herself up from his chest and looked at the laughing monk straight in the eye. "Don't push it Miroku," she said with a steely look and she lay back down, content to hear his heartbeat beneath her ear and to feel his arms around her. A few moments passed quietly.
She sighed as she whispered, "It feels so right when you're holding me."
Miroku's arms tightened around her. He breathed in the clean sweet scent of Sango and cherished this moment. "It's perfect for me too," Miroku murmured as he turned to look up the stars twinkling in the sky.
"The stars are beautiful tonight," remarked Miroku, traces of surprise evident in his voice.
"You just noticed?" asked Sango, muffling her laughter.
Miroku turned serious as he said, "But not as beautiful as you..."
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Deep in the lairs of Naraku's castle, an evil plan has been completed. Naraku, whose hands were covered in blood after breeding an ordinary youkai bear with one of his roots laughed in delight.
"Perfect! Perfect!" he said, laughing, scaring Kagura who has never seen her master feeling light-hearted as he was right now.
"Kagura!" called Naraku as he released the staggering bear, its fur covered with blood after he grafted his flesh into the bear's back. He waited impatiently for his subordinate.
"Hai Naraku," said Kagura, trying not to show her fear and revulsion at her creator. She had a faint idea of what he did by it was by far, worse than taking away her heart and giving her his mark on her back.
"The plan has been set now, all you have to do is get me a host. Preferably either one of the females. Both of them are weaker.... It will be Inuyasha's downfall and will be more amusing to wtach because they'll be helpless to prevent it!" cackled Naraku.
Kagura bowed formally. "Hai, Naraku." As she turned to leave, Naraku's cold voice stopped her.
"Take the bear with you. But I would advise you to attack only in the night," instructed Naraku, satisfaction deep-seated in his voice.
Tsuzuku
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Night Storm
An Inuyasha Fanfiction by Jo-chan
Part 1- Before the Storm
A/N: Wai! I hope you all enjoyed Part 1 of "Night Storm"! Please, please do review, it really helps a lot to keep me focused. Jo-chan would really be happy if reviews reached 20, I have high hopes for this fan fic. ^_^ I really hope this was an excellent foundation and you'd be eager to read more.
And btw, I have a fan fiction archive, for aspiring writers and fanfic authors out there, I would really appreciate fanfic contributions of any genre to my archive. Here's the link to my site: e. Or if ever, you can email me at joan_g1014@yahoo.com.