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!
I thank again those who reviewed. You don't know how much it means to me! *sobs*
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale © Takahashi Rumiko.
Just some additional notes:
Actually, the last installation of this fic should have been up before Christmas. It's just that I suffered from severe Dengue Fever and I had zero chance of sitting in front of my PC because my kaa-san would surely reprimand me. My head would hurt 100%. But now that I'm recuperating, I'm typing it down; sleeping for 20 hours of the day would be very boring. [Yes, I can't even watch Inuyasha whenever it was aired here everyday!] So thanks to those who waited patiently for the next chapter of this fic!
Teach Me How To Love
by Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Six: Roku
"Teach me your ways, Houshi-sama..." Sango brought out her hand from his robes and held the ofuda near his face. "Please?!"
Miroku's eyes went wide as his newfound realization hit him. 'What the-'
"Pretty please, Houshi-sama?" Sango pouted when he did not reply. "Ne, Houshi-sama..."
"I-I-I don't know... It took me years..." He finally managed to say.
"You don't have to teach me all the things you know about Buddhism. I just want to learn a few things... Can you please, teach me then?"
"I-I'll try."
"Yatta..." Sango smiled as she leaned on Miroku's shoulder and drifted off to sleep. "I can't wait for tomorrow..." She murmured before taking off.
"Sango-sama..." Miroku looked down at her sleeping form. "It'll soon get cold." He lifted her and carried her back to the hut.
"Ohayo!" Was the first thing Kagome blurted out after waking up as she greeted cheerfully all her companions. "Rise and shine!"
Sango lazily removed the blanket on her, then sat up. Waiting for her fogged-up mind to clear up, she reached out to her side and felt for Kirara. Strange, she thought, that the last thing she knew before drifting off to sleep was she asking a favor of Miroku. Now, here she was, sitting inside the hut when last night they were outside.
Speaking of which, what favor did she ask of Miroku?
Ah, teach her about his ways...
"Ohayo, Kagome-sama, Sango-sama." The shouji opened and in came the man in purple robes. Miroku smiled at both of the girls as he sat beside Sango on the tatami floor. "Did you sleep well, Sango-sama?"
Sango eyed him suspiciously before answering. "I did, and what about you?"
Miroku smiled cheerily. "Of course. With a warm body to keep me company outside last night, sleeping didn't give me a hard time at all." As he finished his sentence his hands were already on Sango's chest.
Inu-Yasha fell from the tree, Shippou jumped from sleep, Kirara transformed from the cute feline to the growling youkai and back, all hell broke lose and the whole town was wide awake in one second, all because of the word "sukebe" being shouted out loud and a slap resonating in the pacified atmosphere of the morning.
"Where to?" Sango asked Kagome as they walked out of the town where they spent the night in.
Kagome shrugged. "Probably to the next town. I haven't felt any presence of the shikon for a few days now." She adjusted the strap of her now-losing weight backpack.
"Kagome, hara heta..." Shippou complained as his stomach grumbled.
Kagome and Sango looked at Shippou. "Hungry again?" They both exclaimed.
Shippou smiled sheepishly. "I don't know... My stomach kind of grumbles a lot these past few days."
Kagome grabbed a lollipop out of her pack. "Here Shippou."
The kitsune jumped with glee as he got the candy from Kagome's grasp. "Yatta!!!"
Sango shook her head in dismissal. She glanced sideways, and found Miroku's amethyst eyes intensely gazing at her. With that look on his eyes, there's something bothering him. "What?" She asked, her voice not all too snappy but not that soft. Just plain nonchalant.
"Hmmm? N-Nandemonai, Sango-sama." The serene look on Miroku's face suddenly faded and was replaced with the Zen master disguise.
"Oh." Sango looked at him suspiciously, then dismissed the thought. 'What could he be thinking?'
'First, she wants me to teach her how to cook. Then, she suddenly gets interested on my biography. Now, she even wants to follow my way of living...' He pondered. '...and to top it all, she acted REALLY strange when she asks something from me. Not that I don't like it, but... Is she somehow... poisoned?' He thought. After being caught staring at Sango, he marched forward a little faster than her and talked to Inu-Yasha.
"Say, Inu-Yasha, do you smell something... unusual?" Miroku asked.
Inu-Yasha sniffled and crinkled his nose and twitched his dog ears, then crossed his arms. "Nah. Why'd you ask that? You feel something?"
Miroku shook his head. "Nothing, really. I was just... thinking about the previous youkai we battled. I know Sango was hit by that youkai."
"No. No smell, no trace of any blood on anyone of us." Inu-Yasha growled. "Why the heck are you asking about those anyway?"
"No particular reason." He walked much slower and then beside the taiji-ya.
Sango saw him walk by her again. "Houshi-sama." She remarked.
The monk looked at his companion. "Hai, Sango-sama?"
Sango brightened up. "You promised to teach me, remember?"
Miroku's eyebrows met as he wondered. "Teach you about... Ah, my ways." He smiled. "Why do you want to know my ways, if I may ask?"
Sango jumped at the question. "I... I just... want to... Follow your ways." She trailed off. "But not how you act and all that. I... I just want to follow Buddha's ays, that's all." She added hastily.
"Hurt not others with that which pains you." He mumbled.
"Eh?"
"Golden rule. Buddha says you should not hurt others with what you know hurts you." Miroku shook his shakujo as emphasis to the heavens.
"Oh."
"Actually, Buddhism is based on the teachings of Siddhartha Gautama, who is known as the Buddha, or Enlightened One. He was a former prince who was foreseen to be a great man who, in the future will be a great sage or a competent leader. Raised in luxury, at 29 he realized that his life was empty. Leaving the crown and all earthly attachments behind, he set foot on a journey for peace and enlightenment. He practiced Yoga and..."
"And...?" Sango looked at him intently.
Miroku mused at the girl's stare. This stare, he was certain, is sincere, and full of interest. He smiled.
"What?" Sango's brows knitted.
She felt a hand creeping down the small of her back. It went down, down, down, until...
"HENTAI!!!!!"
~KRAAAAAAAACK~
Sango walked out of the scene with her head held high, ignoring the bouzou caressing his cheek. "You sukebe..."
Miroku had a not-so-cute hand imprinted on his right cheek, glowing red. He sat up and rubbed his cheek. "...and he lived a life of radical asceticism..." He shook his head. 'Why does my hand always wander off when I don't want to?'
Author's Rant:
Too short, yes, yes, I know. I didn't even like how the chapter turned out but I'm trying my best t insert fight scenes here. You know, Inu-Yasha won't be Inu-Yasha without the fighting. That's their main reason for getting together, right? So please bear with me, for I am currently pressured by my mother to quit my training for me to be a CSPS officer next year, pressured by my classmates to run as a Student Council councilor, pressured by my father about my grades. Agh! Gomen for all misspelled words and wrong grammar, okie?! Gomen ne! Ja, minna!
~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!
I thank again those who reviewed. You don't know how much it means to me! *sobs*
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale © Takahashi Rumiko.
Just some additional notes:
Actually, the last installation of this fic should have been up before Christmas. It's just that I suffered from severe Dengue Fever and I had zero chance of sitting in front of my PC because my kaa-san would surely reprimand me. My head would hurt 100%. But now that I'm recuperating, I'm typing it down; sleeping for 20 hours of the day would be very boring. [Yes, I can't even watch Inuyasha whenever it was aired here everyday!] So thanks to those who waited patiently for the next chapter of this fic!
Teach Me How To Love
by Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Six: Roku
"Teach me your ways, Houshi-sama..." Sango brought out her hand from his robes and held the ofuda near his face. "Please?!"
Miroku's eyes went wide as his newfound realization hit him. 'What the-'
"Pretty please, Houshi-sama?" Sango pouted when he did not reply. "Ne, Houshi-sama..."
"I-I-I don't know... It took me years..." He finally managed to say.
"You don't have to teach me all the things you know about Buddhism. I just want to learn a few things... Can you please, teach me then?"
"I-I'll try."
"Yatta..." Sango smiled as she leaned on Miroku's shoulder and drifted off to sleep. "I can't wait for tomorrow..." She murmured before taking off.
"Sango-sama..." Miroku looked down at her sleeping form. "It'll soon get cold." He lifted her and carried her back to the hut.
"Ohayo!" Was the first thing Kagome blurted out after waking up as she greeted cheerfully all her companions. "Rise and shine!"
Sango lazily removed the blanket on her, then sat up. Waiting for her fogged-up mind to clear up, she reached out to her side and felt for Kirara. Strange, she thought, that the last thing she knew before drifting off to sleep was she asking a favor of Miroku. Now, here she was, sitting inside the hut when last night they were outside.
Speaking of which, what favor did she ask of Miroku?
Ah, teach her about his ways...
"Ohayo, Kagome-sama, Sango-sama." The shouji opened and in came the man in purple robes. Miroku smiled at both of the girls as he sat beside Sango on the tatami floor. "Did you sleep well, Sango-sama?"
Sango eyed him suspiciously before answering. "I did, and what about you?"
Miroku smiled cheerily. "Of course. With a warm body to keep me company outside last night, sleeping didn't give me a hard time at all." As he finished his sentence his hands were already on Sango's chest.
Inu-Yasha fell from the tree, Shippou jumped from sleep, Kirara transformed from the cute feline to the growling youkai and back, all hell broke lose and the whole town was wide awake in one second, all because of the word "sukebe" being shouted out loud and a slap resonating in the pacified atmosphere of the morning.
"Where to?" Sango asked Kagome as they walked out of the town where they spent the night in.
Kagome shrugged. "Probably to the next town. I haven't felt any presence of the shikon for a few days now." She adjusted the strap of her now-losing weight backpack.
"Kagome, hara heta..." Shippou complained as his stomach grumbled.
Kagome and Sango looked at Shippou. "Hungry again?" They both exclaimed.
Shippou smiled sheepishly. "I don't know... My stomach kind of grumbles a lot these past few days."
Kagome grabbed a lollipop out of her pack. "Here Shippou."
The kitsune jumped with glee as he got the candy from Kagome's grasp. "Yatta!!!"
Sango shook her head in dismissal. She glanced sideways, and found Miroku's amethyst eyes intensely gazing at her. With that look on his eyes, there's something bothering him. "What?" She asked, her voice not all too snappy but not that soft. Just plain nonchalant.
"Hmmm? N-Nandemonai, Sango-sama." The serene look on Miroku's face suddenly faded and was replaced with the Zen master disguise.
"Oh." Sango looked at him suspiciously, then dismissed the thought. 'What could he be thinking?'
'First, she wants me to teach her how to cook. Then, she suddenly gets interested on my biography. Now, she even wants to follow my way of living...' He pondered. '...and to top it all, she acted REALLY strange when she asks something from me. Not that I don't like it, but... Is she somehow... poisoned?' He thought. After being caught staring at Sango, he marched forward a little faster than her and talked to Inu-Yasha.
"Say, Inu-Yasha, do you smell something... unusual?" Miroku asked.
Inu-Yasha sniffled and crinkled his nose and twitched his dog ears, then crossed his arms. "Nah. Why'd you ask that? You feel something?"
Miroku shook his head. "Nothing, really. I was just... thinking about the previous youkai we battled. I know Sango was hit by that youkai."
"No. No smell, no trace of any blood on anyone of us." Inu-Yasha growled. "Why the heck are you asking about those anyway?"
"No particular reason." He walked much slower and then beside the taiji-ya.
Sango saw him walk by her again. "Houshi-sama." She remarked.
The monk looked at his companion. "Hai, Sango-sama?"
Sango brightened up. "You promised to teach me, remember?"
Miroku's eyebrows met as he wondered. "Teach you about... Ah, my ways." He smiled. "Why do you want to know my ways, if I may ask?"
Sango jumped at the question. "I... I just... want to... Follow your ways." She trailed off. "But not how you act and all that. I... I just want to follow Buddha's ays, that's all." She added hastily.
"Hurt not others with that which pains you." He mumbled.
"Eh?"
"Golden rule. Buddha says you should not hurt others with what you know hurts you." Miroku shook his shakujo as emphasis to the heavens.
"Oh."
"Actually, Buddhism is based on the teachings of Siddhartha Gautama, who is known as the Buddha, or Enlightened One. He was a former prince who was foreseen to be a great man who, in the future will be a great sage or a competent leader. Raised in luxury, at 29 he realized that his life was empty. Leaving the crown and all earthly attachments behind, he set foot on a journey for peace and enlightenment. He practiced Yoga and..."
"And...?" Sango looked at him intently.
Miroku mused at the girl's stare. This stare, he was certain, is sincere, and full of interest. He smiled.
"What?" Sango's brows knitted.
She felt a hand creeping down the small of her back. It went down, down, down, until...
"HENTAI!!!!!"
~KRAAAAAAAACK~
Sango walked out of the scene with her head held high, ignoring the bouzou caressing his cheek. "You sukebe..."
Miroku had a not-so-cute hand imprinted on his right cheek, glowing red. He sat up and rubbed his cheek. "...and he lived a life of radical asceticism..." He shook his head. 'Why does my hand always wander off when I don't want to?'
Author's Rant:
Too short, yes, yes, I know. I didn't even like how the chapter turned out but I'm trying my best t insert fight scenes here. You know, Inu-Yasha won't be Inu-Yasha without the fighting. That's their main reason for getting together, right? So please bear with me, for I am currently pressured by my mother to quit my training for me to be a CSPS officer next year, pressured by my classmates to run as a Student Council councilor, pressured by my father about my grades. Agh! Gomen for all misspelled words and wrong grammar, okie?! Gomen ne! Ja, minna!
~Shohoku no Miko~©