My Saviour, the Pirate

Chapter 4:

The Devious Captain

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha©.

Footsteps sounded across a wooden floor and heads swiveled around to see the person.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Voices hushed in anxiety and everyone nearby hurriedly returned to their business. They all cowered under his sight. No one dare back-talk him or disobey him or anything of the sort. If that should happen, there would be consequences. Ones that stayed with you forever.

"Jiro!" his voice rang clearly like a crystal bell, but it was not to be mistaken for someone of kind nature. It was to be feared and respected. The man called upon cringed and bowed unworthily underneath his Lord's nose and was glared at with cold eyes. "Where are the two young boys that traveled with us during the raid?"

Jiro gulped. He feared this would happen sometime soon enough.

Jiro had a pale face, being a Caucasion, dark black hair, and warm brown eyes.

"I, uh, well, sir, they, erm, I think...they were...left behind..." he mumbled and his hoarse voice trailed away as the wind silenced his last words.

"Speak up, Jiro. Your fellow crew mates cannot hear you when you mumble." His gaze lay transfixed on the man cowering below him. "You do not want to displease your Lord Sesshoumaru..."

Of course, he was speaking—in terms of third person—of himself, the might Lord Sesshoumaru, these unworthy scalawags' sea captain. He was, indeed, most displeased.

"The two boys were left behind! They could not keep up with us!" Jiro shouted with cowardice.

"Hmph. A likely story." Sesshoumaru sneered. "Jiro, do you like the sea?"

"...Yes, sir." Jiro didn't know where this was going, or what this had to do with their conversation.

"Do you think it refreshing?"

"...Y-yes?"

"Do you like sharks...Jiro?"

"...N-n-no, sir... They're very vile creatures, most unpleasant."

"Oh. I see." Sesshoumaru answered and gazed at his claws. "Neither do I. That's something we have in common. But...there's something that's troubling me. There is one thing that you and I are to do differently."

"What is that, sir, may I ask?" Jiro asked, a hopeful look on his face.

"That you will get to swim with the sharks...and I won't." Sesshoumaru stared at horrified Jiro with a malicious grin. "Ta ta for now."

"No, Lord Sesshoumaru, please, I beg of you! I-I-I have a family!"

"Well, your family won't be seeing you anymore. Good bye, Jiro." Sesshoumaru turned his back on Jiro and snapped his fingers. Immediately, two men came out and grabbed opposite sides of Jiro and heaved him up in the air. He was whimpering and flailing. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and he cried out to Sesshoumaru for mercy.

SPLASH!

"SESSHOUMARU! DAMN YOU, BASTARD!" Jiro roared in anger and he splashed around in the water as Sesshoumaru ordered his ship to set sail. He turned around and saw a fin slicing through the water's surface, gaining speed as it approached him. His eyes widened in fear and he shrieked. Unconsciously his hand balled up into a fist and he punched at the water, hitting the shark in the nose. Luckily for Jiro, the shark decided not to mess with him and swam off.

"You were lucky, Jiro! But dusk is arriving and sharks like the night..."

Sesshoumaru turned to his crew.

"Men, be like Jiro and you end up like Jiro—out in the sea with the sharks! If you listen to me and do as I say, you will not end up with a fate like his. Hear me out, men."

"But sir! What will we do about Miroku and your brother, InuYasha—"

Sesshoumaru glared at the man, Hiroshi.

"InuYasha is but merely my half-brother." He let out a deep breath. "We shall return for them in the night."

Miroku let out a sigh as he sat on the edge of the cliff that overlooked the sea. Sango's sea. He plucked a forget-me-not and picked at its petals, mumbling, "She loves me; she loves me not." The last petal he picked—"She loves me!"—flew out of his hands by a big gust of wind and spiraled downwards into the depths of the sea. The boy heard barking and bothered not to look. It was just the seals lying on the beach and on the rocks, barking loudly. It gave him a headache.

"InuYasha," he called to no one. InuYasha sat in deep thought, his back turned to his friend. "What will we do? We have no where to go—we're practically wanted men, being pirates. And since our crew and Captain Sesshoumaru left us—"

"Will you shut up?! You've been whining ever since they left us and since Sango's gone home! Do you not have an off-switch or something?! I mean, hell! Is that all you can do, whine-whine-whine?" The hanyou turned and looked into his friend's face, which was full of anxiety, sadness, and confusion. InuYasha's cold-hard stare lightened up and he playfully punched Miroku's shoulder. "Look, I'm sorry, I guess I just kinda miss the crew, too...except for Sesshoumaru. That lowly half-brother of mine can rot in hell. See if I ever care! ...Wait a minute...do you hear that??" InuYasha jumped to his feet and helped Miroku up. The hanyou's ears flicked back and forth as he listened intently. "It sounds like...girls giggling!"

"Sango!" Miroku exclaimed excitedly. He ran past InuYasha with full speed and came out on the cobblestone road. Sure enough, he saw Sango walking down the road, holding Kagome's hand. Miroku sighed solemnly, a perverted grin appearing on his face as he stared dreamily at the girl. His eyes were half-lidded as he gazed on in splendor. "InuYasha, it's Sango!"

"I can see that, Miroku." InuYasha sighed sarcastically as he rolled his eyes. When it came to spotting women, Miroku was the best at it out of the two. InuYasha didn't have time for women. Besides, even if he did, they'd come crawling up to him, and not him in that debasing position.

"Miroku??" Sango exclaimed disbelievingly.

Only a matter of time later...

"PERVERT!"

SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!

"Ooh, that's gonna leave a mark..." Kagome said, eyes wide.

"Leave it to Miroku to humiliate himself in front of a girl. Feh, more like feel a girl." InuYasha scoffed.

"Well, he should be waking up in about...three...two...one..." Sango crossed her arms and stared down upon Miroku.

"Uh, my fault?" Miroku whimpered as he finally came to.

"Yes, actually..." Sango and InuYasha growled in unison. Sango grinned at InuYasha, who blushed for a moment and then glared back at his friend on the ground. The hanyou held out a helping hand to Miroku.

Miroku stared out along the horizon and snuck a glance at Sango. She too was staring out at the horizon only...she was crying? Miroku, horrified to know that Sango was crying, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him in a tight embrace. Sango was blushing all the while, her tears feeling cold on her hot cheeks.

"Sango, why are you crying?" Miroku asked sympathetically, a tint of wariness noticeable in his tone.

Sango muffled into his chest incoherent words.

"What was that?" Miroku asked, brushing his fingers along her wet, silky cheek. Sango tingled under his gentle touch.

"I was-was just thinking about my-my mo—mother was all..." Sango replied, trying not to catch Miroku's eye, but turned out unsuccessful. He had taken his hand and placed it under her chin and tilted her face up at him so he could clearly see her beautiful, tear-stricken face.

"What happened to your mother...Sango?" he whispered.

"Oh, Miroku!" Sango suddenly cried, burying herself into Miroku's chest. "She was killed in-in-in...THE PIRATE RAID!"

Miroku's heart stopped. He felt very, very appalled right now.

"I'm sorry, Sango..." he whispered in her ear. His warm breath tickled her ear and she giggled once but caught herself. "I truly am..." Before she had time to register what was happening, he was coming on her and his lips brushed like feather tips against her cheek, placing butterfly kisses on it.

"Miroku...I..." she blushed at him and seemingly couldn't find her words.

"Shh... It's okay, Sango..." he quieted her and held her face in his hands. "You are so beautiful, you know that?" Sango continued to blush—her face was on fire now—"And it is hard for me to know that one so beautiful like you must suffer like this. I promise, whatever happens, I will always look after you...no matter what." He smiled sincerely at her and she gratefully nodded. Sango smiled back and gave him a peck on the nose.

"You are so wonderful, Miroku..."

Miroku grinned at her and pulled her into another warming embrace.

'I know, Sango, and so are you...' he thought to himself. 'I love you, Sango.'

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Yay, Sango and Miroku waffiness! I so happy! Did everyone like the chapter? I sure did! It was probably the fluffiest out of all the other angsty ones. Heh... Anyways, please leave a review for me by clicking that little Go button down at the bottom left corner! Please? Thanks, peoples! I love you all!

And I also love

S.O.V.S.

♥♥♥♥♥

although he doesn't know it.