Warnings: Rated R – Lots of cursing and stuff that little kids shouldn't see
Disclaimer: Ku ku ku… I do not own Inu-Yasha…
Only They Know: Tensions Arise
By: Gabreilla Moushigo (aka Aeki Muffinhands)
Miroku just stared at his hand absently, it was gone… finally gone… but a burning desire took its place. A horrible… terrible feeling inside that he could not quell. Kagome… his eyes always darted towards her. He had wanted her before… loved her with all his heart but this new feeling burned him inside out. He desired her more… every stolen glance she gave Inu-Yasha flamed his anger… every small smile she afforded the half breed set his mind on fire. He was bent on her now… every moment… every day.
He looked at her and she smiled, her little hands touching his big one. "It's ok Miroku."
His body reacted, that small part of Onigumo that completed him begging for something more… he hated it. Of course he wanted her before… but there was something there now, something almost obsessive. Miroku moved away from her, sitting and buried his face in his hands, ashamed. 'I cannot keep this up.' And then, he felt her arms go around him in a friendly embrace, an embrace of understanding and concern. His vision blurred for a moment, just happy that she was right here and now. "You must hate me." He stated.
"No… no…" Kagome soothed. "Never." She said in her ever so soft way. "I could never hate you." She ran her fingers over his hair, across the little ponytail in the back. "It's not your fault."
"It's not my fault." He repeated.
"Yes… it's not your fault." She said, pushing him away and staring in his eyes. "I know how you feel."
"Do you?" He said ruefully.
"Yes." She sighed… oh to hear her sigh again. "Your not him, y'know?"
"I'm not so sure Kagome… I feel… different." He didn't offer anymore, lest she turn away from him in disgust.
"You are you…" She said simply, sighing again then decided on another tactic. "Am I Kikyo?"
"No!" He said, "You are nothing like her." She was unique, as least to him. That's why he had-
"So… are you anything like him?"
"Yes." He said quietly.
"But-" she started.
"I am a thief, Kagome… as he was… I have taken my fair share of lives… and… I am a lecher." He added.
"And that automatically makes you him?!" Kagome all but yelled. "You've stolen before… but…" She really couldn't come up with a good excuse for him, so she tried the others on the list. "Well… the only lives you have taken weren't very good ones!" She tried to cheer him up. "It's not like you tried to suck in any good natured people… only cruel jerks!" Yes… that was it… that should make him happy. 'What was the other one on the list? Oh yeah… the lecher part.' She didn't know if she could help him there either. "And as far as being a pervert… well… lots of guys are like that!" She offered.
"That makes me feel better." He lied sullenly.
"Your not him!" She grabbed his hands, trying to make him understand. "You are so different!" Exasperated, she said. "Yes… you have some of the same qualities… but are not like him… if it were Onigumo we were talking about… he would have done much worse. He would have used that curse to kill everyone he could… take everything he wanted." She frowned, her eyes sad. "Don't you know what he did to all those women when Naraku let that part of him free?"
'You mean what I want to do to you now?' "Yes." He said, not looking at her.
"You are not the same." She repeated, hoping he would feel better soon before she ran out of things to say… too late. "Be happy Miroku. Yes, this is a shock… but… at least you don't have to worry about the wind tunnel anymore?" She smiled for his benefit. "Why don't we celebrate? You can buy me dinner!"
He only smiled half hearted. "Isn't that supposed to be my line?"
"No… your line is something about ominous clouds or children... my line is dinner."
"Ah, thank you for clarifying." Miroku laughed a little, standing up finally. "Well, then what are we waiting for?" He held out his arm to her. She took it and he led them away.
"Ahhhhh…" Kagome sighed, patting her belly. "I couldn't eat another bite."
"I should say Kagome." Sango laughed a little like her old self. "You ate nearly two plates full of food by yourself."
"What about you?" Kagome teased, lifting a brow. "I saw you woof down about three… is this your fourth one?"
"D-did I?" Sango choked.
"Uh-huh."
"Hm." Miro-sama grinned a little, laughter filling his eyes.
"Whatcha smiling about Miro-sama?" Shippo asked.
"Just thinking about how Kagome used to eat when she had Momoko. She could really put some food away… I was worried we wouldn't have any food left for winter." He guffawed.
"Miroku-chan!" Kago-chan slapped at him. "I can't believe you would say such a thing!"
They others laughed but Sango was mortified. "I-I'm not pregnant!" She whimpered, hoping to some higher power that her words were true.
"Relax Sango," Inu-Yasha munched away at his food. "If you were pregnant I could tell." He said between bites. "Your body is probably just trying to make up for all the energy you've lost during the past month or so… or something." He grabbed a bowl of soup and slurped it up.
"Oh… and why would Sango need to worry about being pregnant?" Miroku asked slyly, he felt Kagome's elbow in his ribs but he kept going. "Are your little… late night walks more than little late night walks?" Inu-Yasha choked on his soup.
"Miroku!" Kagome whined.
"Oh no no…" He laughed. "I want to hear this!"
Sango sank miserably into herself.
"Just shut up you stupid pervert!" Inu-Yasha yelled after he was finished coughing the soup out of his lungs. "It's none of your business anyway!"
Miroku stood up, like he was going to pick a fight. "I think it is my business! Since you seem to be able to leave whenever you damn well feel like it… but if Kagome and I want to leave-"
"That's because you're a weak fucking human if I left you alone for five minutes without someone protecting the two of you-"
"I'm not weak Inu-Yasha!" Miroku barked back. "I can take care of her myself!"
"Oh yeah! Like you took care of her all those times I rescued her?!"
Miroku sputtered. "RESCUE HER?!" He screamed. "You mean when you were too busy drooling over Kikyo?!"
"Leave Kikyo out of this!"
"Why Inu-Yasha?!" Miroku shrieked. "Because she was your one true love?!"
"No!" Inu-Yasha screamed back. "Because-"
"The both of your please!" Kago-chan yelled over the two of them. "We are staying at someone's home out of the kindness of their heart… please… please keep it down so we can stay here without being thrown out."
"Kagome is right… you two should stop fighting." Miro-sama seconded. "If your going to fight with each other… you need to go outside." He looked at them pointedly. "But you might want to think before you say anything next time… or you might end up saying something you don't mean."
Kago-chan nodded in agreement.
Miroku and Inu-Yasha looked at Kagome and Sango and felt a rush of guilt. Both of them looked close to tears. There would be hell to pay tonight. Inu-Yasha could deal with it… but Miroku was having second thoughts about everything.
"Let's just finish eating ok?" Kagome finally offered once she trusted her voice. They all nodded in agreement and began eating the rest of their food.
Unfortunately, there was only one piece of sashimi left… and two sets of chopsticks laid claim to it.
"That's mine Inu-Yasha." Shippo pouted.
"I'm older than you runt, so it's mine!" Inu-Yasha snarled, not going to give an inch.
"But I'm just a little kid! Why can't I have it? This is the last piece and I want it!"
"Too damn bad!" He snarled. "It's mine."
"But-"
"Shippo, don't whine so much," Miroku corrected the young boy, and Inu-Yasha grinned in victory. "Just give him the food Inu-Yasha, it's just a little morsel… and you don't even like it all that much anyway. There is plenty of other food… and Kagome has ramen in her backpack."
"Hey! I thought you were on my side!" Inu-Yasha stared at him incredulously.
"Hardly." Miroku huffed, taking a sip of his altered tea… sake and sugar… always delicious.
Before Inu-Yasha could look back Shippo had the sashimi in his mouth. "Mmm… so yummy!"
"Why you little brat!" Inu-Yasha grabbed him up by the leg and shook him.
Just then Miroku's staff came down on his head. "Don't hurt my son Inu-Yasha." Shippo was out of his grasp and sitting on Kagome's shoulder.
"Your son, huh?" Inu-Yasha rubbed the back of his scalp. "An odd little family you got there."
"We're an odd little group if you haven't noticed." Miroku tipped his head with a smile, trying to make the atmosphere lighter.
"Oh… I've noticed all right…" Inu-Yasha was far from being pleasant, he didn't know what was wrong with him… he was just itching to fight the monk for some reason. They hadn't had much action in the past few months… unless he counted the time with Sango… but that was different. "So… gonna tell Kouga about your little family next time you meet him. I betcha he'll have something nice to say about a puny little monk taking his woman."
"Kagome is mine." Miroku said firmly. "I'm not worried about him."
"Inu-Yasha… please." Sango begged. 'This isn't like him at all… I don't understand what's wrong with him…' Then again… sometimes Inu-Yasha just got into one of those moods were he liked to yell. It's not like he meant anything he said… maybe it was just years of solitude that did this to him… she would learn in time.
"Your son… your Kagome eh?" Inu-Yasha grinned trying to patronize the monk. "A little possessive… don't you think?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Miroku put his tea down, his eyes narrowing.
"Nothing… just sounds a little like someone I used to know." Inu-Yasha almost said lightly. "Like Onigumo!"
"What did you say?!" Miroku rose up from his sitting place, staff griped tightly between his fingers. He prepared to soundly throttle the stupid bastard before him.
"You heard me! Onigumo!" He inflected the name.
"I am not Onigumo!" Miroku shrieked.
"Inu-Yasha! Please!" Sango's voice was a little more urgent this time. "Please stop fighting."
"I'm going to bed!" Kago-chan announced merrily, hoping to get the heck out before anything else happened. "Coming my love?" Her voice held no argument and he nodded dumbly. "Shippo, come and sleep with us tonight." She held out her arms.
Shippo was far from thrilled at the idea of having to sleep with those two… they were kind of creepy… they looked way too much like Kagome and Miroku… but… if it would get him out of this horrible fight he would do whatever he could that was necessary.
"I think going to bed would be a wonderful idea." Sango forced out in a happy tone, even though she felt nothing of how it sounded. "Why don't you join me Inu-Yasha?"
"Just a min-"
"NOW!" She growled as her fist clenched around the giant boomerang she carried everywhere she went.
"Alright!" Inu-Yasha mumbled. "Shees-!" BAM! He was knocked out cold by the impossibly large weapon.
"I'm sorry Kagome." Sango apologized.
"It's ok, you didn't do anything wrong." Kagome waved her hands a little.
"Well… you know he didn't mean all those things…" Sango blushed.
"I know Sango." Kagome got up and embraced the older woman; Sango didn't deserve a guilt trip for what Miroku and Inu-Yasha started.
"Thank you Kagome." Sango went to Inu-Yasha and hefted him up over her shoulder as if he were a sheet of paper. "We're going to camp out for tonight."
"But we are under a roof for once." Kagome said, not able to believe that Sango would prefer the outdoors to an actual bed.
"It's alright… besides… I have Inu-Yasha… he'll take care of me… when he wakes up anyway."
Kagome almost gave a sarcastic laugh. "Yeah right, your so strong Sango, you don't need him for that."
"But I need him for other things." Sango blushed.
"Like what?" Kagome smiled softly.
"Like love." And she was gone.
Kagome sighed, then turned to see Miroku giving her a strange look and she laughed. "What?" He said nothing, but his breathing was very particular. "Miroku?" She walked up to him, putting her hand on his forehead. "Are you ok?"
"We're finally alone." He drawled, very much unlike himself.
"Yes."
"Come to me my little Kagome." He reached for her and she backed away quickly.
"M-Miroku?"
"I'd say our wedding night is long overdue." He purred before snatching her up and throwing her upon the table.
You got it! The lemon will be up next chapter… mwa ha ha ha… oh I've been waiting for this day for so long. I've realized what a goofy story I've been writing! I've actually thought of maybe making a story from this story – and removing Miro-sama and Kago-chan and see what it would look like. I don't know… just a thought. It would take a lot of work though and the story would be stupidly similar… so… you know.
Maybe I'll just work on different one shots for Kagome and Miroku after this. If you guys have any suggestions on what you would like to see for a Kagome/Miroku fic I would be more than happy to write it and give you credit for the idea. Just leave a review or something stating what you want and I'll try to whip something up if I like the idea a lot.
Thanks for the reviews guys!