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!
A little add-up: Lady Pyro, hai, you can post it in your site! Happy to hear that I satisfied the taste of the people who are reading my fics! I'll send it to you... tomorrow? Yeah, tomorrow.
WarriorGL: I can put that as the third idea, thanks for the idea!
~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
Chapter Three: San
The journey to the other town was silent. Although there was really nothing to say.
Finally, Inu-Yasha broke the defeaning silence. "Oi, Bouzou. What were you two doing last night?"
"Huh? Doing?" Miroku asked.
"Feh. You're acting innocent. Doesn't look or feel like you to pretend that you're innocent. You were touching Sango." Inu-Yasha retorted casually. [a/n: Gomen, don't really use slang words. Trained to speak straight English. Gomen!]
Kagome, Shippou, Miroku and Sango all blushed.
Shippou turned red because he imagined what happened last night, while everyone was asleep. Maybe... Maybe Miroku and Sango... They did it?
Kagome went firey red because of embarrassment. Inu-Yasha, of all people, talked about *those* kind of things in public? How... How could he talk about those things when...
"OSUWARI!" Kagome thundered, and Inu-Yasha fell down on the ground, face first.
"What the hell did I do now?" He retorted, anger smoldering in his eyes.
"Hmph! Serves you right! You have no delicacy!" She rolled her eyes.
Sango blushed as she recalled what she had done that night. She remembered removing his hands from his breasts and putting it on his lap. But she thought she felt the hand move and rest again there. Was it a dream? Could it be... Could it be that he was still awake when she removed his hands?
Miroku was flushed because he intended to do that. Not because he wanted to cop a feel on her. He just... Did it. He just did it to see what Sango's reaction will be, but his plan failed. She didn't feel it.
Or did she not?
"Houshi-sama?" Sango asked doubtingly.
"Yes Sango?" He looked at her. She was looking back. He gave her the look he always gave the girls who melted in his gaze, but Sango... She is really different. She didn't even sigh, swoon, or broke away. She just held his gaze.
"Do you... Do you want some coralberry?" She offered.
"Why thank you, Sango." He extended his hand and touched her breasts... accidentally.
Sango glared at him. "Sukebe..." She said as she wiped the fruit to clean it from dust. She handed it to him cautiously.
He gladly accepted the fruit and began to chew on it. "This tastes good."
"Is this the first time you tasted that?"
He nodded.
"Well, these were native in our town. We usually use its branches to make the wooden handles of some weapons, and for furnitures. I sure miss these fruits already..." She chewed up another fruit. "That's why I was eager to get some from the tree."
Miroku watched Sango savor the sweet taste of the coralberry. She kind of looked like what she was in her chiildhood... Happily eating everything sweet she comes across, eating heartily, squealing out...
"Oishii!!!" She remarked, coralberries remaining unchewed, and made her expression muffled.
Miroku laughed. "I can see that you really are eager to eat those..."
Sango sat beside him at the foot of the tree. "You bet." [a/n: Kinda Harry Potter, ne? DracoxHarry to the max! *Mwahahahahahahahahahaha*]
He chuckled again, this time much healthier, his shakujo rattling, shaking against his chest in its slanting position.
"Houshi-sama..." Sango looked up to him innocently, her amber eyes sparkled as streaks of sunlight were reflected on it. She flinched a little, then adjusted to the brightness.
Miroku was already looking down on her. There was a familiar glint in his eyes. He did not speak; he just looked at her intently, then moved his face near hers.
"Ho-Ho-Houshi-sama?" She asked.
He continued to inch his face nearer, and Sango fell from her sitting position.
"H-Ho-Ho-Houshi-sama..." She repeated, but she just found his hands reaching out to her face.
He held her face with his cursed hand. The other one wandered and tucked her hair behind her ear lobe. "Sango... There's something..."
"Yes, Houshi-sama?" Sango eagerly replied. 'Maybe... Maybe...' A pink tinge crept up her cheekbones. She quickly turned her face to the other direction.
But the monk tilted her face again. "Sango, there's something..." He looked down on her again and had an intense gaze on her.
'Kami-sama... Kami-sama... Kami-sama...' Sango's mind shouted. Her mind was reeling, and she had illusions of what may come after the action he would most likely do.
A touch on the outer end of her lips was all she needed to snap her out of her trance.
"There's something on your face. I thought so." He waved his finger and there was a bit of coralberry he got from her cheek.
"Oh..." She touched her cheeks, and felt a something sticky on her cheek. 'Ack! Juice!' She thought, as she moved her elbows to support her in standing. 'I thought...' She pushed the thought away.
She stood and started to head to where Inu-Yasha and Kagome were.
"Sango-sama... You look red. Are you sick?" Kagome asked as she searched for an analgesic on her backpack.
"Iie, Iie!" She waved her hand in dismissal of the topic. She was blushing. 'Kami-sama... I didn't know he'd react that way towards what I do...' "It is just... hot. Yeah, hot. Mizu kudasai?"
Miroku smiled victoriously as Sango walked away from the tree. So she was flushed. '2-1. Still in favor of Sango...' He thought as he sat up again, chewing more of the coralberry she gave him. He recalled what had happened earlier. He looking at her intensely. She squirming in his gaze. Him inching his face near hers. She looking away, trying to suppress the blush creeping up. The disappointment in her eyes that showed when he just rubbed off some "excess" coralberry, if there really was any.
Sorcery. Thank humans for making sorcery. He fooled her with the dirt trick. As if there was really a crumb of the fruit she was *heartily* and almost *ravishly* munching on.
Scenes of what happened a while ago flashed in his mind again. Damn it, she looked cute when she lay there underneath him. She looked cute when she suppressed the blush on her cheeks.
Ever so slowly, a grin crept up his features, as his eyes became smaller to the grin's adjusting size.
And for the first time in years, he did something he thought he would not do anymore.
He blushed.
Author's Rant:
Sumimasen! Gomen nasai! I am really sorry for the desperate attempt on... uh... how do you call that? Humor? Or was it a plain cliffhanger? Hehe... Please tell me something about my fic. If it really is good, then please tell me. If you don't like it, still, tell me. And one question: What could Sango ask Miroku to teach her? I couldn't find an idea for the third favor... Anywho, please, please, submit your reviews! Much appreciated, really! Domo in advance! Another gomen for the shortness of this chapter! I was typing this without knowledge of how many reviews I have! [If I had any...]
~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!
A little add-up: Lady Pyro, hai, you can post it in your site! Happy to hear that I satisfied the taste of the people who are reading my fics! I'll send it to you... tomorrow? Yeah, tomorrow.
WarriorGL: I can put that as the third idea, thanks for the idea!
~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
Chapter Three: San
The journey to the other town was silent. Although there was really nothing to say.
Finally, Inu-Yasha broke the defeaning silence. "Oi, Bouzou. What were you two doing last night?"
"Huh? Doing?" Miroku asked.
"Feh. You're acting innocent. Doesn't look or feel like you to pretend that you're innocent. You were touching Sango." Inu-Yasha retorted casually. [a/n: Gomen, don't really use slang words. Trained to speak straight English. Gomen!]
Kagome, Shippou, Miroku and Sango all blushed.
Shippou turned red because he imagined what happened last night, while everyone was asleep. Maybe... Maybe Miroku and Sango... They did it?
Kagome went firey red because of embarrassment. Inu-Yasha, of all people, talked about *those* kind of things in public? How... How could he talk about those things when...
"OSUWARI!" Kagome thundered, and Inu-Yasha fell down on the ground, face first.
"What the hell did I do now?" He retorted, anger smoldering in his eyes.
"Hmph! Serves you right! You have no delicacy!" She rolled her eyes.
Sango blushed as she recalled what she had done that night. She remembered removing his hands from his breasts and putting it on his lap. But she thought she felt the hand move and rest again there. Was it a dream? Could it be... Could it be that he was still awake when she removed his hands?
Miroku was flushed because he intended to do that. Not because he wanted to cop a feel on her. He just... Did it. He just did it to see what Sango's reaction will be, but his plan failed. She didn't feel it.
Or did she not?
"Houshi-sama?" Sango asked doubtingly.
"Yes Sango?" He looked at her. She was looking back. He gave her the look he always gave the girls who melted in his gaze, but Sango... She is really different. She didn't even sigh, swoon, or broke away. She just held his gaze.
"Do you... Do you want some coralberry?" She offered.
"Why thank you, Sango." He extended his hand and touched her breasts... accidentally.
Sango glared at him. "Sukebe..." She said as she wiped the fruit to clean it from dust. She handed it to him cautiously.
He gladly accepted the fruit and began to chew on it. "This tastes good."
"Is this the first time you tasted that?"
He nodded.
"Well, these were native in our town. We usually use its branches to make the wooden handles of some weapons, and for furnitures. I sure miss these fruits already..." She chewed up another fruit. "That's why I was eager to get some from the tree."
Miroku watched Sango savor the sweet taste of the coralberry. She kind of looked like what she was in her chiildhood... Happily eating everything sweet she comes across, eating heartily, squealing out...
"Oishii!!!" She remarked, coralberries remaining unchewed, and made her expression muffled.
Miroku laughed. "I can see that you really are eager to eat those..."
Sango sat beside him at the foot of the tree. "You bet." [a/n: Kinda Harry Potter, ne? DracoxHarry to the max! *Mwahahahahahahahahahaha*]
He chuckled again, this time much healthier, his shakujo rattling, shaking against his chest in its slanting position.
"Houshi-sama..." Sango looked up to him innocently, her amber eyes sparkled as streaks of sunlight were reflected on it. She flinched a little, then adjusted to the brightness.
Miroku was already looking down on her. There was a familiar glint in his eyes. He did not speak; he just looked at her intently, then moved his face near hers.
"Ho-Ho-Houshi-sama?" She asked.
He continued to inch his face nearer, and Sango fell from her sitting position.
"H-Ho-Ho-Houshi-sama..." She repeated, but she just found his hands reaching out to her face.
He held her face with his cursed hand. The other one wandered and tucked her hair behind her ear lobe. "Sango... There's something..."
"Yes, Houshi-sama?" Sango eagerly replied. 'Maybe... Maybe...' A pink tinge crept up her cheekbones. She quickly turned her face to the other direction.
But the monk tilted her face again. "Sango, there's something..." He looked down on her again and had an intense gaze on her.
'Kami-sama... Kami-sama... Kami-sama...' Sango's mind shouted. Her mind was reeling, and she had illusions of what may come after the action he would most likely do.
A touch on the outer end of her lips was all she needed to snap her out of her trance.
"There's something on your face. I thought so." He waved his finger and there was a bit of coralberry he got from her cheek.
"Oh..." She touched her cheeks, and felt a something sticky on her cheek. 'Ack! Juice!' She thought, as she moved her elbows to support her in standing. 'I thought...' She pushed the thought away.
She stood and started to head to where Inu-Yasha and Kagome were.
"Sango-sama... You look red. Are you sick?" Kagome asked as she searched for an analgesic on her backpack.
"Iie, Iie!" She waved her hand in dismissal of the topic. She was blushing. 'Kami-sama... I didn't know he'd react that way towards what I do...' "It is just... hot. Yeah, hot. Mizu kudasai?"
Miroku smiled victoriously as Sango walked away from the tree. So she was flushed. '2-1. Still in favor of Sango...' He thought as he sat up again, chewing more of the coralberry she gave him. He recalled what had happened earlier. He looking at her intensely. She squirming in his gaze. Him inching his face near hers. She looking away, trying to suppress the blush creeping up. The disappointment in her eyes that showed when he just rubbed off some "excess" coralberry, if there really was any.
Sorcery. Thank humans for making sorcery. He fooled her with the dirt trick. As if there was really a crumb of the fruit she was *heartily* and almost *ravishly* munching on.
Scenes of what happened a while ago flashed in his mind again. Damn it, she looked cute when she lay there underneath him. She looked cute when she suppressed the blush on her cheeks.
Ever so slowly, a grin crept up his features, as his eyes became smaller to the grin's adjusting size.
And for the first time in years, he did something he thought he would not do anymore.
He blushed.
Author's Rant:
Sumimasen! Gomen nasai! I am really sorry for the desperate attempt on... uh... how do you call that? Humor? Or was it a plain cliffhanger? Hehe... Please tell me something about my fic. If it really is good, then please tell me. If you don't like it, still, tell me. And one question: What could Sango ask Miroku to teach her? I couldn't find an idea for the third favor... Anywho, please, please, submit your reviews! Much appreciated, really! Domo in advance! Another gomen for the shortness of this chapter! I was typing this without knowledge of how many reviews I have! [If I had any...]
~Shohoku no Miko~©