Random Acts of Love- Chapter 1: "Beginnings"
By Matoko Shizaki
Standard disclaimers apply. Plagiarism will not be tolerated. If you do it I will seriously kick your ass. Thank you.
Notes: My fried and I were RPGing Sango and Miroku (I have the weird habit of trying to RP guys… don't ask…). We just so happened to stumble along a wonderful plot that reminded and inspired me to go with an old fan fic idea. Here it is!!! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL WHO ARE READING!!! (little late but what the hell)
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Breaths came in short gasps as Miroku felt the heavy pounding sensation of the waterfall all around him. Still, it did not disrupt him from his usual meditation. Above the roar of the water cascading to the pool below, he could hear faint footsteps approaching. In an act of precaution, he reached for his staff but stopped upon hearing Sango's soft voice.
"Houshi-sama? Miroku-sama? Are you out here?" she called.
Miroku opened one eye and then both when he noticed that Sango was standing on the grass watching him.
"Miroku, what are you doing out here?" Sango asked disrupting her reflection in the water with her fingers.
Quickly, the monk got out, dried himself of and, in an absence of though, gathered up his robes. He had failed to remember that he was only dressed in pants that cut off just below his knees and tied there. "I could ask the same of you Sango. These are dangerous woods teeming with demons." he replied coolly.
Sango sighed and smiled. "I'm a demon exterminator Miroku. I have no trouble navigating forests such as these." The young woman gestured to their surroundings and then looked back at the monk.
"Of course…" There was a long silence. "We should head back to the village. It is getting dark." Miroku added.
The demon exterminator nodded. "Alright."
Slowly the two made the way down the path towards the village that they had called their temporary home. There, Inu-Yasha and Kagome were waiting for their safe arrival and a large meal courtesy of Lady Kaede had been prepared and laid out. Yet there was no hurry.
"Miroku, it's dangerous for you to be out here too." Sango said, worry flowing out along with her words.
"You should not worry yourself over me Sango. My end is already near." the monk replied while raking the moisture from his ebony bangs.
Sango glared at the monk as if to upbraid him for his harsh words against himself. "Don't say things like that Houshi-sama! You have plenty years ahead of you!"
The monk shook his head swishing his wet rattail back and forth. "No I don't. The more I use this hand and it's power…" He fingered his cursed hand in a melancholy manor and then paused. "As good as the reason, it will devour me if I use it any more."
Shivers ran up his spine, shivers of pleasure, as Sango grasped his cursed hand and spoke. "Let me and the others protect you! You won't have to fight and then you will retain what years you have. And then we will kill Naraku. Then you'll be free of your curse!"
A smile crept over Miroku's sorrowful face. "Thank you for your concern Sango." He planted a small kiss on her cheek. "But I cannot ask you to sacrifice yourself for a humble Buddhist monk such as me. Death may be my only honor."
It was strange. Usually Sango would have reached for her trusty boomerang, but she resisted. Miroku braced himself for a strong blow to his head but it never came. Sango hesitated. She didn't want to him… she had really enjoyed the kiss. Suddenly, her face flushed.
"Houshi-sama?"
"Yes?"
Sango paused. "Never mind." she said turning away.
"Sango, what is it?" Miroku asked. "Is there something troubling you?"
"Do you really want to know?"
The monk nodded.
Such pressure erupted sighs from the monk's female companion. Sango swallowed and bit her lower lip in hesitation.
'Tell him!' a voice inside of her cried.
'But I can't! What if…'
'Why do you bother with what ifs? It's obvious he feels the same.'
'No, he's just a lech!'
'Well what have you got to lose?'
The demon exterminator gave in to the first voice and pulled away from Miroku.
"I have a confession to make Houshi-sama." Sango said as she flopped down onto a rock. The monk sat down beside her and readied himself to listen to Sango's confession.
"What is it Sango-chan?"
"Miroku-sama…" Sango paused for but a moment before she continued. "Do you think I'm pretty?"
"for the first time in a long time Miroku froze up, unsure of what to say. Finally, noise erupted from his throat breaking the silence. "Uh… of course I do Sango. Who couldn't?"
"Would you ever consider… loving me?" the young woman asked as her cheeks were stained a sharp scarlet.
Now Miroku was blushing. "Um…"
Suddenly Sango's head jerked up. "Please Houshi-sama, don't answer that question. I have no right to ask you of such foolishness!" Before Miroku could protest, Sango darted down the path that led deeper into the foreboding woods.
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Sweat dripped off of Sango's face, mixed with frustrated tears. But still she ran on. "Why? Why did I have to ask him that?" she muttered to herself. Her flight slowed as a hand gripped her waist and pulled her back into Miroku's strong embrace. Slowly, she turned to meet Miroku's gaze.
"Miroku-sama…" she muttered.
"Gotcha." Miroku exclaimed, the corners of his mouth turning up in a smile. Sango smiled and blushed.
"I'm sorry… about this silly question nonsense…" Sango told him as she leaned her hand onto his shoulder, exhausted from running.
"Don't be sorry. I have an answer for you." Sango's eyes widened and her head snapped up. "Yes."
In happiness, Sango planted a kiss on his cheek and then paused. It felt so good… Her lips against his soft flesh. Again, she kissed him, this time his other cheek. 'He's… so wonderful to kiss!' Sango thought as she kissed his lips.
'Is… is this really happening?' Miroku thought as he pulled Sango closer. Her kiss was so sweet, like the taste of pure sugar. "Sango…" he muttered as he kissed back. 'Thank Buddha, this is real…'
Sango looked up into his calm, cobalt eyes. "Yes Miroku?"
For the first time, Miroku was at a loss for words. "Will you bear my child?" His regular slogan worked his charm… an earned him a slap.
"You ruined a perfectly good moment Miroku!" Sango exclaimed withdrawing her hand from the blow she dealt to his face. Redness spread throughout Miroku's cheek as he rubbed it and smiled.
"Sorry… How about we start over then?" the monk ventured as he wrapped his hand around her side to grip her waist while the other hand found its way to her cheek.
"Alright…" Sango muttered leaning onto his strong chest.
Once again, they shared a passionate kiss. Dying light reflected from their sleek faces as they pulled each other tighter in a strong embrace. Clouds were painted multicolor as the sun dipped below the horizon and the stars came out to play once more. The kiss broke and night settled upon the land.
"It's getting dark." Miroku muttered as he let go of his beloved. When he noticed her slight shivering, he threw his robe over her. "For warmth." Was his explanation. Sango muttered her thanks and looked down the hill.
"Should we head back?"
"No. We wouldn't get very far with the demons coming out. It's best to set up camp here." Miroku exclaimed as he pulled on a short sleeved shirt and gathered up the wood around him. "It's too bad we don't have anything to eat…" he muttered. Suddenly, a package was thrust into his face. Taking it, he examined it and looked up at Sango.
"What is this?"
Sango kissed him on the cheek and replied, "Dinner. I always had provisions with me."
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Smoke rose to the heavens as the two finished their dinner. "You are always prepared aren't you?" Miroku asked throwing another stick onto the fire. It crackled and burst into flame immediately.
Sango nodded. "It's a demon exterminator's motto." Before she could sit back down from putting away her supplies, she was yanked down into Miroku's lap.
"What are you up to now Miroku?" she asked playfully as she nudged his cheek.
"Me? What would I be up to?" Miroku asked hugging her tightly. His voice was too innocent.
"I know what you want." Sango said turning to face him. Carefully, she undid the tie around her waist. Miroku reached up to still her hand.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked seriously.
Sango paused for a moment but then said, "As sure as I'll ever be."
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Her kimono fell to the ground, thrown into an untidy heap. Miroku's top and pants some joined it, his robes the only blanket for him and his love.
Nipping up Sango's neck, Miroku savored the sweet taste of her soft flesh. Sango tilted her head back in passion and sighed.
"Miroku…" she muttered, her bangs tilting out of the way of her eyes. His hands set on her soft breasts, Miroku kissed Sango gently.
"What?" he whispered in her ear. Sango broke away from her lover and lay on the soft grass, beckoning him with a wave of her hand.
"Come take me."
Those were the only words Miroku need to hear. Positioning himself over her, he looked into her eyes. "This is your first time, isn't it?"
Sango nodded wrapping her arms around his neck. "Mine too." Miroku replied shyly.
"Nani?!" Sango sputtered. A small digit was held to her lips silencing her and calming her in one simple touch. Once it was raised, she opened her mouth for protest but her lover's lips closed over hers and the need to talk no longer mattered. They were together in a sincere gesture of love and that was the only thought echoing through the reaches of Sango's mind.
It was in that brief moment that Sango really noticed the full build of the monk's body revealed without clothes to hide behind. His skin was sleek and firm, shining from the effect of sweat. Muscles upon muscles made up his thin chest, remaining as proof that he had always been physically fit. A solemn expression was plastered across his visage but Sango could tell his true emotion by the glint in his deep, cobalt eyes. A stiff, erect member jutted out from his body. Sango blushed deeply and looked back up into his eyes.
"Are you ready?" Miroku asked in his calm, soothing tone. Sango merely nodded and readied herself for whatever would come.
A hard head slid past layers of silky smooth skin as a shiver of pleasure ran up Sango's skin. With both hands placed on both sides next to Sango's head, Miroku smiled, and pushed forward and gently and he possibly could. Pleasure soon gave way to pain as Miroku broke through. Sango struggled not to yelp but it burst forth from her throat before she could stop it. Concerned, Miroku withdrew and stroked Sango's cheek with his hand.
"No…" Sango muttered. "Keep going." She flashed him a weak but reassuring smile that make him nod and begin again.
It was so good to feel him inside of her. The sheer thought made Sango tremble with arousal. As he thrust into her again, her hips dipped up to meet his.
"Faster Miroku… faster." she panted, quite aware that she was beginning to sweat all over from head to toe. Miroku leaned forward to kiss her, and caught her off guard. His mate's surprise proved in his favor and he delved his tongue deeper into her mouth, running his tongue along every perfectly smooth tooth. His thrust deepened as well and Sango soon found herself moaning under his kiss.
Slowly but surely, she climaxed, and Miroku removed himself from on top of her. Instead, he laid down beside her and allowed her to snuggle against his chest. When she was comfortable, Miroku groped around in the firelight and pulled his robes onto the two of them.
"Miroku…" Sango muttered wearily.
"Yes?" Miroku asked with an equally as exhausted grin.
"I love you." she told him.
He pulled her up onto his chest and wrapped his arms around her curved figure.
"I love you too."
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The cock's crow signaled the start of a new day. But Inu-Yasha was already up and was seated in his normal tree outside of Lady Kaede's hut. Neither Miroku nor Sango had returned home, not even after everyone was asleep. The hanyou could only reach one conclusion… or two.
1. Miroku and Sango were in grave danger.
Or…
2. The lecherous had taken advantage of Sango.
Both choices seemed grim but that was the way things were. Now he was stuck with look out duty. Kagome hadn't slept a wink she was so worried and had kept Inu-Yasha up with her.
'Damn lucky old hag…' Inu-Yasha thought with a large yawn. 'She's the only one who got some decent sleep! Her and Shippo.'
Just then, a faint clinking sound caught his attention. His dog like ears perked up at the sound. Slowly he sniffed the air looking for a familiar scent. Luckily he picked up two of them. A sign that neither had been left behind.
Up the path came Miroku and Sango, the monk's around his companion's shoulders for warmth on this cool morning.
"Where the hell have you been?! We were up all night worrying about you two!" Inu-Yasha cried as he leapt from his perch.
"When Sango found me, it was too dark to head back without great difficulty so we camped out for the night."
"Sango! You guys are okay!"
Inu-Yasha turned around, aware for the first time that Kagome was sitting outside the hut, Shippo still asleep in her lap. With care, Kagome picked up the pup and sat him on the porch before running up and embracing Sango.
"We're fine Ka-" Sango began. Suddenly, Kagome let go of her and turned to Miroku with a fierce glare.
"You better not have tried something!" Kagome shouted.
"You took the words right out of my mouth…" Inu-Yasha muttered in agreement. Miroku was about to speak but Sango spoke for him.
"Everything was fine. Miroku-sama didn't try anything." She gave Miroku a small wink but other then that was very convincing.
"Feh… Fine. Just hurry inside so Kagome can make breakfast." Inu-Yasha grumbled. He was too tired to be polite.
"Sit boy!" Kagome commanded.
As the three retreated to the hut with Shippo in hand, Inu-Yasha moaned. "What did you do that for!"
Kagome turned around at him and glared. "Ass." she muttered.
By Matoko Shizaki
Standard disclaimers apply. Plagiarism will not be tolerated. If you do it I will seriously kick your ass. Thank you.
Notes: My fried and I were RPGing Sango and Miroku (I have the weird habit of trying to RP guys… don't ask…). We just so happened to stumble along a wonderful plot that reminded and inspired me to go with an old fan fic idea. Here it is!!! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL WHO ARE READING!!! (little late but what the hell)
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Breaths came in short gasps as Miroku felt the heavy pounding sensation of the waterfall all around him. Still, it did not disrupt him from his usual meditation. Above the roar of the water cascading to the pool below, he could hear faint footsteps approaching. In an act of precaution, he reached for his staff but stopped upon hearing Sango's soft voice.
"Houshi-sama? Miroku-sama? Are you out here?" she called.
Miroku opened one eye and then both when he noticed that Sango was standing on the grass watching him.
"Miroku, what are you doing out here?" Sango asked disrupting her reflection in the water with her fingers.
Quickly, the monk got out, dried himself of and, in an absence of though, gathered up his robes. He had failed to remember that he was only dressed in pants that cut off just below his knees and tied there. "I could ask the same of you Sango. These are dangerous woods teeming with demons." he replied coolly.
Sango sighed and smiled. "I'm a demon exterminator Miroku. I have no trouble navigating forests such as these." The young woman gestured to their surroundings and then looked back at the monk.
"Of course…" There was a long silence. "We should head back to the village. It is getting dark." Miroku added.
The demon exterminator nodded. "Alright."
Slowly the two made the way down the path towards the village that they had called their temporary home. There, Inu-Yasha and Kagome were waiting for their safe arrival and a large meal courtesy of Lady Kaede had been prepared and laid out. Yet there was no hurry.
"Miroku, it's dangerous for you to be out here too." Sango said, worry flowing out along with her words.
"You should not worry yourself over me Sango. My end is already near." the monk replied while raking the moisture from his ebony bangs.
Sango glared at the monk as if to upbraid him for his harsh words against himself. "Don't say things like that Houshi-sama! You have plenty years ahead of you!"
The monk shook his head swishing his wet rattail back and forth. "No I don't. The more I use this hand and it's power…" He fingered his cursed hand in a melancholy manor and then paused. "As good as the reason, it will devour me if I use it any more."
Shivers ran up his spine, shivers of pleasure, as Sango grasped his cursed hand and spoke. "Let me and the others protect you! You won't have to fight and then you will retain what years you have. And then we will kill Naraku. Then you'll be free of your curse!"
A smile crept over Miroku's sorrowful face. "Thank you for your concern Sango." He planted a small kiss on her cheek. "But I cannot ask you to sacrifice yourself for a humble Buddhist monk such as me. Death may be my only honor."
It was strange. Usually Sango would have reached for her trusty boomerang, but she resisted. Miroku braced himself for a strong blow to his head but it never came. Sango hesitated. She didn't want to him… she had really enjoyed the kiss. Suddenly, her face flushed.
"Houshi-sama?"
"Yes?"
Sango paused. "Never mind." she said turning away.
"Sango, what is it?" Miroku asked. "Is there something troubling you?"
"Do you really want to know?"
The monk nodded.
Such pressure erupted sighs from the monk's female companion. Sango swallowed and bit her lower lip in hesitation.
'Tell him!' a voice inside of her cried.
'But I can't! What if…'
'Why do you bother with what ifs? It's obvious he feels the same.'
'No, he's just a lech!'
'Well what have you got to lose?'
The demon exterminator gave in to the first voice and pulled away from Miroku.
"I have a confession to make Houshi-sama." Sango said as she flopped down onto a rock. The monk sat down beside her and readied himself to listen to Sango's confession.
"What is it Sango-chan?"
"Miroku-sama…" Sango paused for but a moment before she continued. "Do you think I'm pretty?"
"for the first time in a long time Miroku froze up, unsure of what to say. Finally, noise erupted from his throat breaking the silence. "Uh… of course I do Sango. Who couldn't?"
"Would you ever consider… loving me?" the young woman asked as her cheeks were stained a sharp scarlet.
Now Miroku was blushing. "Um…"
Suddenly Sango's head jerked up. "Please Houshi-sama, don't answer that question. I have no right to ask you of such foolishness!" Before Miroku could protest, Sango darted down the path that led deeper into the foreboding woods.
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Sweat dripped off of Sango's face, mixed with frustrated tears. But still she ran on. "Why? Why did I have to ask him that?" she muttered to herself. Her flight slowed as a hand gripped her waist and pulled her back into Miroku's strong embrace. Slowly, she turned to meet Miroku's gaze.
"Miroku-sama…" she muttered.
"Gotcha." Miroku exclaimed, the corners of his mouth turning up in a smile. Sango smiled and blushed.
"I'm sorry… about this silly question nonsense…" Sango told him as she leaned her hand onto his shoulder, exhausted from running.
"Don't be sorry. I have an answer for you." Sango's eyes widened and her head snapped up. "Yes."
In happiness, Sango planted a kiss on his cheek and then paused. It felt so good… Her lips against his soft flesh. Again, she kissed him, this time his other cheek. 'He's… so wonderful to kiss!' Sango thought as she kissed his lips.
'Is… is this really happening?' Miroku thought as he pulled Sango closer. Her kiss was so sweet, like the taste of pure sugar. "Sango…" he muttered as he kissed back. 'Thank Buddha, this is real…'
Sango looked up into his calm, cobalt eyes. "Yes Miroku?"
For the first time, Miroku was at a loss for words. "Will you bear my child?" His regular slogan worked his charm… an earned him a slap.
"You ruined a perfectly good moment Miroku!" Sango exclaimed withdrawing her hand from the blow she dealt to his face. Redness spread throughout Miroku's cheek as he rubbed it and smiled.
"Sorry… How about we start over then?" the monk ventured as he wrapped his hand around her side to grip her waist while the other hand found its way to her cheek.
"Alright…" Sango muttered leaning onto his strong chest.
Once again, they shared a passionate kiss. Dying light reflected from their sleek faces as they pulled each other tighter in a strong embrace. Clouds were painted multicolor as the sun dipped below the horizon and the stars came out to play once more. The kiss broke and night settled upon the land.
"It's getting dark." Miroku muttered as he let go of his beloved. When he noticed her slight shivering, he threw his robe over her. "For warmth." Was his explanation. Sango muttered her thanks and looked down the hill.
"Should we head back?"
"No. We wouldn't get very far with the demons coming out. It's best to set up camp here." Miroku exclaimed as he pulled on a short sleeved shirt and gathered up the wood around him. "It's too bad we don't have anything to eat…" he muttered. Suddenly, a package was thrust into his face. Taking it, he examined it and looked up at Sango.
"What is this?"
Sango kissed him on the cheek and replied, "Dinner. I always had provisions with me."
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Smoke rose to the heavens as the two finished their dinner. "You are always prepared aren't you?" Miroku asked throwing another stick onto the fire. It crackled and burst into flame immediately.
Sango nodded. "It's a demon exterminator's motto." Before she could sit back down from putting away her supplies, she was yanked down into Miroku's lap.
"What are you up to now Miroku?" she asked playfully as she nudged his cheek.
"Me? What would I be up to?" Miroku asked hugging her tightly. His voice was too innocent.
"I know what you want." Sango said turning to face him. Carefully, she undid the tie around her waist. Miroku reached up to still her hand.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked seriously.
Sango paused for a moment but then said, "As sure as I'll ever be."
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Her kimono fell to the ground, thrown into an untidy heap. Miroku's top and pants some joined it, his robes the only blanket for him and his love.
Nipping up Sango's neck, Miroku savored the sweet taste of her soft flesh. Sango tilted her head back in passion and sighed.
"Miroku…" she muttered, her bangs tilting out of the way of her eyes. His hands set on her soft breasts, Miroku kissed Sango gently.
"What?" he whispered in her ear. Sango broke away from her lover and lay on the soft grass, beckoning him with a wave of her hand.
"Come take me."
Those were the only words Miroku need to hear. Positioning himself over her, he looked into her eyes. "This is your first time, isn't it?"
Sango nodded wrapping her arms around his neck. "Mine too." Miroku replied shyly.
"Nani?!" Sango sputtered. A small digit was held to her lips silencing her and calming her in one simple touch. Once it was raised, she opened her mouth for protest but her lover's lips closed over hers and the need to talk no longer mattered. They were together in a sincere gesture of love and that was the only thought echoing through the reaches of Sango's mind.
It was in that brief moment that Sango really noticed the full build of the monk's body revealed without clothes to hide behind. His skin was sleek and firm, shining from the effect of sweat. Muscles upon muscles made up his thin chest, remaining as proof that he had always been physically fit. A solemn expression was plastered across his visage but Sango could tell his true emotion by the glint in his deep, cobalt eyes. A stiff, erect member jutted out from his body. Sango blushed deeply and looked back up into his eyes.
"Are you ready?" Miroku asked in his calm, soothing tone. Sango merely nodded and readied herself for whatever would come.
A hard head slid past layers of silky smooth skin as a shiver of pleasure ran up Sango's skin. With both hands placed on both sides next to Sango's head, Miroku smiled, and pushed forward and gently and he possibly could. Pleasure soon gave way to pain as Miroku broke through. Sango struggled not to yelp but it burst forth from her throat before she could stop it. Concerned, Miroku withdrew and stroked Sango's cheek with his hand.
"No…" Sango muttered. "Keep going." She flashed him a weak but reassuring smile that make him nod and begin again.
It was so good to feel him inside of her. The sheer thought made Sango tremble with arousal. As he thrust into her again, her hips dipped up to meet his.
"Faster Miroku… faster." she panted, quite aware that she was beginning to sweat all over from head to toe. Miroku leaned forward to kiss her, and caught her off guard. His mate's surprise proved in his favor and he delved his tongue deeper into her mouth, running his tongue along every perfectly smooth tooth. His thrust deepened as well and Sango soon found herself moaning under his kiss.
Slowly but surely, she climaxed, and Miroku removed himself from on top of her. Instead, he laid down beside her and allowed her to snuggle against his chest. When she was comfortable, Miroku groped around in the firelight and pulled his robes onto the two of them.
"Miroku…" Sango muttered wearily.
"Yes?" Miroku asked with an equally as exhausted grin.
"I love you." she told him.
He pulled her up onto his chest and wrapped his arms around her curved figure.
"I love you too."
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The cock's crow signaled the start of a new day. But Inu-Yasha was already up and was seated in his normal tree outside of Lady Kaede's hut. Neither Miroku nor Sango had returned home, not even after everyone was asleep. The hanyou could only reach one conclusion… or two.
1. Miroku and Sango were in grave danger.
Or…
2. The lecherous had taken advantage of Sango.
Both choices seemed grim but that was the way things were. Now he was stuck with look out duty. Kagome hadn't slept a wink she was so worried and had kept Inu-Yasha up with her.
'Damn lucky old hag…' Inu-Yasha thought with a large yawn. 'She's the only one who got some decent sleep! Her and Shippo.'
Just then, a faint clinking sound caught his attention. His dog like ears perked up at the sound. Slowly he sniffed the air looking for a familiar scent. Luckily he picked up two of them. A sign that neither had been left behind.
Up the path came Miroku and Sango, the monk's around his companion's shoulders for warmth on this cool morning.
"Where the hell have you been?! We were up all night worrying about you two!" Inu-Yasha cried as he leapt from his perch.
"When Sango found me, it was too dark to head back without great difficulty so we camped out for the night."
"Sango! You guys are okay!"
Inu-Yasha turned around, aware for the first time that Kagome was sitting outside the hut, Shippo still asleep in her lap. With care, Kagome picked up the pup and sat him on the porch before running up and embracing Sango.
"We're fine Ka-" Sango began. Suddenly, Kagome let go of her and turned to Miroku with a fierce glare.
"You better not have tried something!" Kagome shouted.
"You took the words right out of my mouth…" Inu-Yasha muttered in agreement. Miroku was about to speak but Sango spoke for him.
"Everything was fine. Miroku-sama didn't try anything." She gave Miroku a small wink but other then that was very convincing.
"Feh… Fine. Just hurry inside so Kagome can make breakfast." Inu-Yasha grumbled. He was too tired to be polite.
"Sit boy!" Kagome commanded.
As the three retreated to the hut with Shippo in hand, Inu-Yasha moaned. "What did you do that for!"
Kagome turned around at him and glared. "Ass." she muttered.