Author's Rant:
Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! I just decided to try out this pairing, since my stupid twin was insisting I do something of this pairing. Hai, minna. This is Sango and Miroku. Of course, I find them really cute together! I think they are meant for each other! But... As far as I am concerned, I haven't tried anything of this. Since I was bored to death waiting for reviews from my other story "Three to Tango", which my idiotic twin posted in the Inu-Yasha category, not the Slam Dunk [I got her tied up for that!] I decided to give in to her desires - I SHOULD write an S/M fic. Please take this easy on me!
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale © Takahashi Rumiko.
Teach Me How to Love
by Shohoku no Miko
Prologue: Wavering Feelings
"Houriki!" Miroku's ofuda flew towards the youkai who took the shape of an onna. It turned into dust and disseminated in the air as Miroku turned to leave.
She looked at him with earnest eyes. Sure, his actions were all too familiar to her. She could practically see him do that everyday, one youkai after the other.
But the problem is, his actions were ALL too familiar.
Miroku caught her looking at him intently. He smiled. "So you fell in love with me now, huh?" He went near her.
Sango's expressions shifted from a dazed one to a stern look. "Baka!" She retorted, and followed the trail of Inuyasha and Kagome. "We have to get going." She said while she walked forward.
"Hai, of course." Miroku shook his head in amusement. 'Sango... My dear, dear Sango...' He followed suit; an arms reach behind her.
The sukebe... No, the Houshi, caught her staring. And there was a roguish smile playing on his lips. She blushed at the thought.
But she really wanted to...
Her trail of thoughts was interrupted when she felt a hand wandering on her behind.
Veins popped out of her forehead as she turned and hit him with her Hiraikotsu, and sent him flying to the side.
"He... Hentai!" She stomped her feet as she walked towards him, a mercenary look on her face.
Miroku slightly rubbed the part where he made contact with the Hiraikotsu as he sat on the ground. "My, my, what temper you have got today, Sango." He looked up to her and grinned.
The Houshi... No, the sukebe, was grinning like an idiot. Argh! She fought the urge to beat him up into a pulp. Instead, she went near him and helped him up.
The smile playing on his lips turned into a perplexed look. At one moment, she gets fuming. At another moment, she turns gentle. She is definitely acting rather strange today.
As he supported himself with his shakujo to stand, Sango got his other hand and helped him up. He dusted his robes.
"Gomen nasai, Houshi-sama..." She said while looking down, but then looked up to him again. "But that doesn't mean I liked what you did." She said with an angry tone.
Miroku fought the urge to knit his brows. It was indeed, strange. She was acting REALLY strange.
They walked; following the "dog" trails and that led them out of the forest.
"Sango?"
She looked sideways in affirmation. "Nani?"
"You are acting really strange today. Is something the matter?" He asked, concern evident on his face.
"Well, I..." Sango looked away, hiding the blush on her cheeks. "Actually... Kinishinai desu." She looked straight, unmindful of the danger of the wandering hand.
She almost jumped when she felt a hand on her chest.
She looked from her chest to the arms connected with it, and to the owner of the arms. Damn it, he was smiling like an idiot!
But his expression suddenly went serious. And to top that, he removed his hand! "What's wrong, Sango?"
"Na-Nandemonai."
But Miroku stood in front of her, stopping her from walking. "You can't say that nothing is wrong, Sango. I can see it in your eyes." He looked at her eyes.
Sango stared at his amethyst ones as it looked back at her. She was feeling heat rising in her cheeks. She looked down, suddenly finding the ground very interesting.
Miroku sighed when no answer came. He was about to step aside when...
"To tell the truth, Houshi-sama, I envy you."
"What?"
"Houshi-sama..." Sango took a step near him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Teach me."
Miroku now IS perplexed. A while ago, she was angry. The next moment, she looks sweet. How... How in the world...?
"Houshi-sama, teach me." She repeated.
Miroku noticed the proximity of their bodies. He blinked. What in the world is happening? He blinked again, this time harder. He was trying to stop the heat creeping up to his face. "Teach you what, Sango?"
She looked down, then up to him, then down again. "Houshi-sama, teach me how..."
He watched her stuttering. "Teach you what, Sango?" He repeated when he saw her looking down. Now what would she want to learn, looking down?
He smiled mischievously. Ah, so maybe she wants to...
"Teach me how to cook, Houshi-sama..."
Author's Rant:
So much for a prologue. *Sighs* Well, I have to plead. Please, please, make a review! I beg of you! I want to know if I suck or if I did justice! But do please be easy on me; it's my first Sango/Miroku! *tee-hee* Anyways, just please make a review, and I'm really sorry for wrongly spelled words and grammar.
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! I just decided to try out this pairing, since my stupid twin was insisting I do something of this pairing. Hai, minna. This is Sango and Miroku. Of course, I find them really cute together! I think they are meant for each other! But... As far as I am concerned, I haven't tried anything of this. Since I was bored to death waiting for reviews from my other story "Three to Tango", which my idiotic twin posted in the Inu-Yasha category, not the Slam Dunk [I got her tied up for that!] I decided to give in to her desires - I SHOULD write an S/M fic. Please take this easy on me!
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale © Takahashi Rumiko.
Teach Me How to Love
by Shohoku no Miko
Prologue: Wavering Feelings
"Houriki!" Miroku's ofuda flew towards the youkai who took the shape of an onna. It turned into dust and disseminated in the air as Miroku turned to leave.
She looked at him with earnest eyes. Sure, his actions were all too familiar to her. She could practically see him do that everyday, one youkai after the other.
But the problem is, his actions were ALL too familiar.
Miroku caught her looking at him intently. He smiled. "So you fell in love with me now, huh?" He went near her.
Sango's expressions shifted from a dazed one to a stern look. "Baka!" She retorted, and followed the trail of Inuyasha and Kagome. "We have to get going." She said while she walked forward.
"Hai, of course." Miroku shook his head in amusement. 'Sango... My dear, dear Sango...' He followed suit; an arms reach behind her.
The sukebe... No, the Houshi, caught her staring. And there was a roguish smile playing on his lips. She blushed at the thought.
But she really wanted to...
Her trail of thoughts was interrupted when she felt a hand wandering on her behind.
Veins popped out of her forehead as she turned and hit him with her Hiraikotsu, and sent him flying to the side.
"He... Hentai!" She stomped her feet as she walked towards him, a mercenary look on her face.
Miroku slightly rubbed the part where he made contact with the Hiraikotsu as he sat on the ground. "My, my, what temper you have got today, Sango." He looked up to her and grinned.
The Houshi... No, the sukebe, was grinning like an idiot. Argh! She fought the urge to beat him up into a pulp. Instead, she went near him and helped him up.
The smile playing on his lips turned into a perplexed look. At one moment, she gets fuming. At another moment, she turns gentle. She is definitely acting rather strange today.
As he supported himself with his shakujo to stand, Sango got his other hand and helped him up. He dusted his robes.
"Gomen nasai, Houshi-sama..." She said while looking down, but then looked up to him again. "But that doesn't mean I liked what you did." She said with an angry tone.
Miroku fought the urge to knit his brows. It was indeed, strange. She was acting REALLY strange.
They walked; following the "dog" trails and that led them out of the forest.
"Sango?"
She looked sideways in affirmation. "Nani?"
"You are acting really strange today. Is something the matter?" He asked, concern evident on his face.
"Well, I..." Sango looked away, hiding the blush on her cheeks. "Actually... Kinishinai desu." She looked straight, unmindful of the danger of the wandering hand.
She almost jumped when she felt a hand on her chest.
She looked from her chest to the arms connected with it, and to the owner of the arms. Damn it, he was smiling like an idiot!
But his expression suddenly went serious. And to top that, he removed his hand! "What's wrong, Sango?"
"Na-Nandemonai."
But Miroku stood in front of her, stopping her from walking. "You can't say that nothing is wrong, Sango. I can see it in your eyes." He looked at her eyes.
Sango stared at his amethyst ones as it looked back at her. She was feeling heat rising in her cheeks. She looked down, suddenly finding the ground very interesting.
Miroku sighed when no answer came. He was about to step aside when...
"To tell the truth, Houshi-sama, I envy you."
"What?"
"Houshi-sama..." Sango took a step near him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Teach me."
Miroku now IS perplexed. A while ago, she was angry. The next moment, she looks sweet. How... How in the world...?
"Houshi-sama, teach me." She repeated.
Miroku noticed the proximity of their bodies. He blinked. What in the world is happening? He blinked again, this time harder. He was trying to stop the heat creeping up to his face. "Teach you what, Sango?"
She looked down, then up to him, then down again. "Houshi-sama, teach me how..."
He watched her stuttering. "Teach you what, Sango?" He repeated when he saw her looking down. Now what would she want to learn, looking down?
He smiled mischievously. Ah, so maybe she wants to...
"Teach me how to cook, Houshi-sama..."
Author's Rant:
So much for a prologue. *Sighs* Well, I have to plead. Please, please, make a review! I beg of you! I want to know if I suck or if I did justice! But do please be easy on me; it's my first Sango/Miroku! *tee-hee* Anyways, just please make a review, and I'm really sorry for wrongly spelled words and grammar.
~Shohoku no Miko~©