A/N: I'm having so much fun with this story.. I might not update for
another day after this but by Sunday I will have more up...well Sunday night
anyway...if I don't get stuck lol..Thanks to everyone for the encouragement I
never expected to get such a response. Happy reading, be safe. ~
dragonfly-rising ~
Always My Soul
By: dragonfly-rising
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters.
~ This isn't going well at all ~ Miroku thought as he caught Kagome rubbing at her temples for the fiftieth time that afternoon.
He had imagined that after that night when Kagome and Inuyasha had been ready to draw their swords on each other that perhaps Kagome would be more vigilant in keeping her new personality in check. In the three days since he realized it had only been a catalyst to her changes. He and Sango had not failed to notice Inuyasha's prayer beads were now wrapped around his wrist instead of around his neck. This in itself caused Miroku to keep watch over Kagome's attitudes towards all of them and what he had witnessed so far made he very uneasy.
The girl he had first met was almost completely gone now. Even her body language had changed. Miroku couldn't help but miss his friend and confidant. As unusual as it seemed he and Kagome had become very close, normally taking long walks alone just to talk out things on their minds. She had even approached him over a personal matter that had been the beginning of their close friendship.
~* flashback *~
"What's wrong with how often you blush?" He asked, smiling but a little confused.
Kagome blushed then and he laughed good-naturedly finding it very becoming. She looked down seeming to collect her thoughts.
"See that's the problem. I get angry I blush. I get happy I blush. There is a time and a place for it you know. I'm just tiered of it happening all the time."
Miroku's smile broadened but he spoke in a serious tone, " If its what you want then I'll gladly help but I warn you the only way I know how to stop it is for you to get use to the things that make you blush in the first place."
She glanced up at him and he caught the glint of wariness in her eyes. He wasn't insulted. If he were she he would be wary of him too. Obviously she trusted him more then he had thought because she squared her shoulders bravely and returned his smile with one of her own.
"Thank you Miroku"
He chuckled evilly,
"Don't thank me yet Kagome, you might hate me soon"
He had started that day by helping her up from the ground with an attentive hand *blush* swept her into a simple hug *blush harder * then smiled at her fondly *painful blush *.
"Your first problem is obviously attention from males. No reason to be ashamed of it but I know if I was Sango you wouldn't be reacting that way. You are unsure when being the center of attention in this way. Have a little confidence Kagome. You are a beautiful, intelligent young woman. Sometimes these types of attention are only meant as a friendly expression and that's all. You should know that. I have been subjected to you spontaneous displays of affection many times, you aren't the only one prone to them."
Her blush had only deepened as he spoke but in spite of that she chuckled, "is that what you call those gropes of yours? Spontaneous displays of affection?"
"Of course, isn't that what you think they are?" He asked innocently, knowing full well she didn't.
Kagome burst out laughing her blush lightening and he joined her feeling comfortable.
~*end flashback*~
He missed his friend very much at that moment as he thought back on that first intimacy. A sharp pain in his right hand made him wince. He flexed it and the pain disappeared. His brow furrowed in concern but since the pain disappeared he just filed it away in his mind to think of later. He looked up and met Kagome's brown eyes. She was looking at him with something between concern and suspicion. He swallowed convulsively uncomfortable with her scrutiny. He recognized the look she was giving him. It was her "should I say something or wait" look. Out of habit he barely shook his head and half smiled at her. It was a strange way to communicate but between them they had developed this exchange of words through body language without even intending to. It was comforting to both of them to know what was on each other's minds without letting the entire group know about it. They both had their private sides.
His message to her was ~Leave it for now, its nothing ~
She shook her head at him in the same imperceptible manner and narrowed her eyes ~its something both of us know it ~
His mind buzzed with thoughts of how she could know something was wrong. He reasoned that whatever had caused the pain could be perceived by her miko powers. That was a very bad omen. An omen he was not about to speak of around Inuyasha or Sango.
He widened his eyes and turned his right hand so that his palm was towards her ~ we'll talk, but later, don't push this ~
For a moment he thought she would not listen to his silent plea but after an eternity she finally nodded and turned away. He understood her last message completely.
~Later then...and there will be a later ~
He took a deep breath as she continued on her way and came to a sudden realization that brought a wistful smile to his face. His friend was still in that body somewhere and she had peeked out at him enough to be concerned. He absently rubbed at his right hand and then followed after the others. He knew there had to be a reason for all of this to be happening, a real reason. He was not one to believe fate would be completely cruel to a person like Kagome. He hadn't always been such an optimist but having a person like her come into one's life had a tendency to make one reevaluate such things and put them in the proper perspective.
Always My Soul
By: dragonfly-rising
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters.
~ This isn't going well at all ~ Miroku thought as he caught Kagome rubbing at her temples for the fiftieth time that afternoon.
He had imagined that after that night when Kagome and Inuyasha had been ready to draw their swords on each other that perhaps Kagome would be more vigilant in keeping her new personality in check. In the three days since he realized it had only been a catalyst to her changes. He and Sango had not failed to notice Inuyasha's prayer beads were now wrapped around his wrist instead of around his neck. This in itself caused Miroku to keep watch over Kagome's attitudes towards all of them and what he had witnessed so far made he very uneasy.
The girl he had first met was almost completely gone now. Even her body language had changed. Miroku couldn't help but miss his friend and confidant. As unusual as it seemed he and Kagome had become very close, normally taking long walks alone just to talk out things on their minds. She had even approached him over a personal matter that had been the beginning of their close friendship.
~* flashback *~
"What's wrong with how often you blush?" He asked, smiling but a little confused.
Kagome blushed then and he laughed good-naturedly finding it very becoming. She looked down seeming to collect her thoughts.
"See that's the problem. I get angry I blush. I get happy I blush. There is a time and a place for it you know. I'm just tiered of it happening all the time."
Miroku's smile broadened but he spoke in a serious tone, " If its what you want then I'll gladly help but I warn you the only way I know how to stop it is for you to get use to the things that make you blush in the first place."
She glanced up at him and he caught the glint of wariness in her eyes. He wasn't insulted. If he were she he would be wary of him too. Obviously she trusted him more then he had thought because she squared her shoulders bravely and returned his smile with one of her own.
"Thank you Miroku"
He chuckled evilly,
"Don't thank me yet Kagome, you might hate me soon"
He had started that day by helping her up from the ground with an attentive hand *blush* swept her into a simple hug *blush harder * then smiled at her fondly *painful blush *.
"Your first problem is obviously attention from males. No reason to be ashamed of it but I know if I was Sango you wouldn't be reacting that way. You are unsure when being the center of attention in this way. Have a little confidence Kagome. You are a beautiful, intelligent young woman. Sometimes these types of attention are only meant as a friendly expression and that's all. You should know that. I have been subjected to you spontaneous displays of affection many times, you aren't the only one prone to them."
Her blush had only deepened as he spoke but in spite of that she chuckled, "is that what you call those gropes of yours? Spontaneous displays of affection?"
"Of course, isn't that what you think they are?" He asked innocently, knowing full well she didn't.
Kagome burst out laughing her blush lightening and he joined her feeling comfortable.
~*end flashback*~
He missed his friend very much at that moment as he thought back on that first intimacy. A sharp pain in his right hand made him wince. He flexed it and the pain disappeared. His brow furrowed in concern but since the pain disappeared he just filed it away in his mind to think of later. He looked up and met Kagome's brown eyes. She was looking at him with something between concern and suspicion. He swallowed convulsively uncomfortable with her scrutiny. He recognized the look she was giving him. It was her "should I say something or wait" look. Out of habit he barely shook his head and half smiled at her. It was a strange way to communicate but between them they had developed this exchange of words through body language without even intending to. It was comforting to both of them to know what was on each other's minds without letting the entire group know about it. They both had their private sides.
His message to her was ~Leave it for now, its nothing ~
She shook her head at him in the same imperceptible manner and narrowed her eyes ~its something both of us know it ~
His mind buzzed with thoughts of how she could know something was wrong. He reasoned that whatever had caused the pain could be perceived by her miko powers. That was a very bad omen. An omen he was not about to speak of around Inuyasha or Sango.
He widened his eyes and turned his right hand so that his palm was towards her ~ we'll talk, but later, don't push this ~
For a moment he thought she would not listen to his silent plea but after an eternity she finally nodded and turned away. He understood her last message completely.
~Later then...and there will be a later ~
He took a deep breath as she continued on her way and came to a sudden realization that brought a wistful smile to his face. His friend was still in that body somewhere and she had peeked out at him enough to be concerned. He absently rubbed at his right hand and then followed after the others. He knew there had to be a reason for all of this to be happening, a real reason. He was not one to believe fate would be completely cruel to a person like Kagome. He hadn't always been such an optimist but having a person like her come into one's life had a tendency to make one reevaluate such things and put them in the proper perspective.