Disclaimer: All characters were created by Rumiko Takahashi, don't sue me I have no money.

Warning: Yaoi. No read if you no like. If you read, and are scarred for life, DON'T BITCH! I warned you.

Pairing: Sess/Miro

Summary: Miroku wakes up after a battle to find himself with Sesshomaru, who can't figure out why he's attracted to this human monk.

Silent Tears

Do you have any idea how much I watch you? I follow you around constantly, trying my best not to be seen or smelled by my wretched half brother. Did you ever notice me? I'm sure you must have. There has been a few times where I didn't try to hide. I just stood barely out of view and watched you when you were alone.

What's you're name monk? All this time and never once did I even try to find your name out. I'm thinking it's because you're human. You're human and you're weak. And wanting you makes me weak. Weak just like my father and just like Inuyasha.

But that doesn't matter because it's too late to turn back now. You're here and you can't go back. I wont let you.

Wake up damn you. Why won't you wake up? You've been sleeping for at least an hour...

Sesshomaru stared down at the monk who was a bloody mess in his lap. He stirred slightly as if he heard the silent request in his slumber. A weak cough emitted from his mouth.

A clawed finger ran along the tender lips, also stained with blood, making violet eyes slowly flutter open. "Where... Sessho-"

"What's your name?" Sesshomaru demanded in a soft tone.

The monk stared up at him, though everything was slightly blurred. "What happened?" He managed.

"We fought. Inuyasha and myself. You happened to get involved, as well as that youkai slayer and the miko. Don't worry. They are fine." Sesshomaru said at the panicked look on the monks' face.

Almost instantly the monks body tensed. He had just realized exactly what was going on. It was like someone came up to him and slapped him awake. Sesshomaru was holding him as if he were a wounded child. Though he was wounded, why in all the Hells would Sesshomaru be holding him?

"Tell me you're name monk." Sesshomaru demanded again.

"M...Miroku."

Miroku... Lovely name for yo, monk. It fits you perfectly. You look so confused. Why are you confused? Is it because I'm holding you and not trying to kill you? I would never kill you Miroku. I'm sorry I hurt you as much as I did. But it had to be done. I had to get you away from Inuyasha and the others. I just had to.

"Sesshomaru..." The said youkai shivered involuntarily at the sound of his name coming from Miroku's lips. "What are you doing?"

"I don't know exactly." Came the near silent reply. "Try and stand up. I've healed you and I want to be sure it worked properly."

Miroku hesitated slightly, more nervous than anything. What if this was all some big game to Sesshomaru? What if he took him away from Inuyasha and the others to torture him? Slowly Miroku backed away from Sesshomaru and carefully stood.

Sesshomaru followed this action and swiftly picked Miroku back up making him yelp in surprise. "You need to wash up." And with that, Sesshomaru and Miroku were flying towards the youkai lord's castle, which they arrived at within minutes.

"Wait here." Sesshomaru said to Miroku as he disappeared into the humungous building. "And Jaken, if you hurt him I will kill you." Miroku heard the youkai growl dangerously to that annoying toad of his.

"Yes m'Lord!" Was the confused reply.

Miroku stared dumbly after Sesshomaru. Why would he tell his servant not to hurt him? Didn't he want to kill him? But why would he have healed him? This seemed to jog Miroku's memory. They were fighting... Sango was almost a victim of those talons, but he got in the way and received the blow himself. He saved her life and should have been dead... Why did Sesshomaru save him after he nearly killed him? He also noticed that his robes were badly torn in multiple places and heavily soaked with blood. His stomach turned violently at the thought that would've been Sango.

He had been thinking so hard he didn't even realize Sesshomaru's return. The youkai was looking down concernedly at him. "Are you all right, monk?" Sesshomaru asked, his voice lower than normal.

"I...I'm fine."

"Come with me then." Sesshomaru grabbed Miroku's arm and led him through the castle. They stopped abruptly at a large door. "You will be sleeping here."

Miroku looked at Sesshomaru, extremely puzzled.

"But first, you need to wash up." Sesshomaru's grip on Miroku's arm tightened as he pulled him further along. They stopped again, this time at what Miroku assumed was the back of the castle. Sesshomaru pushed the large doors open and stepped outside into the fading light.

A bathhouse stood among the beautiful trees and flowers that Miroku never, ever imagined a youkai like Sesshomaru to have.

"Here." Sesshomaru handed him the black robes he was carrying and nudged him forward. "Go on then..." He nodded towards the bathhouse.

What am I doing? He's terrified of me. Pathetic human. Yes, that's what he is. Human.

But he's not like the rest of them... He's so different in a way that I can't place a finger on...

Miroku slowly walked towards the bathhouse. He still couldn't figure out what was going on. It was all going by so fast. What was goin on? He turned back to see if Sesshomaru was still watching him and found that he wasn't. Caught halfway between relief and fear, Miroku entered the bathhouse and undressed. He slid into the steaming water and let his body relax and his mind drift.

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