This is my first time posting something on in like, ever. I'm so happy!

Sorry, yes, there are plenty of spelling mistakes. Please do your best to ignore them while I work on going through them.

Yes, the story is a bit slow at the beginning, but you'll get into it :3

Right Minds, Wrong Bodies... Or Something.

Chapter One: Never Eat Unknown Herbs.

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Miroku awoke.

For a moment, he forgot where he was. Ah, now he remembered. Instead of opening his eyes, he slouched back down into the blankets which he shared with a female companion. He was going to take a few minutes to recount the previous night in his mind before he subjected himself to getting up and making breakfast for the group. Ah yes, last night was one of the best in his life. All he and Sango had to do was ask if they could possibly have their own, seperate hut for the night and wham! Next thing they both knew, their clothes were off their bodies and in a heap on the floor as they clung to eachother for warmth. From there, it only got better.

Of course, it's not like no one knew what they were doing. Yes, Miroku finally gave in to the crush that Sango had had on him for so long, and showed her his feelings. Heck, he showed her more than just his feelings!

A small smile played across Miroku's lips as he remembered the day they had both come out to eachother - almost a bit cliche, but hey, he wasn't complaining.

Miroku's thoughts were jerked rather abruptly back to the current hour by a cry of, "Sit boy!" and the sound of a five hundred pound object coming crashing to the ground no more than a foot away from the doorway of their hut. Of course, Inuyasha didn't weigh that much, even with his perfectly shaped muscular body, but with the force of gravity and the beads around his neck combined, it wouldn't make a difference anyway. Hearing something stirring beside him, Miroku turned slightly to say good morning to a rather half-asleep Sango.

"Good morning, love," he said calmly, stroking her hair. "Now, as much as I'd hate to move from a position such as this, I think one of our group has taken it upon himself to expose us to the world, so we should probably cover ourselves up rather quickly,".

Sango groaned, probably a mixture of wanting to continue laying here with Miroku with no clothes on and of not being quite awake enough to produce a comprehensible sentence. Reluctantly, she took pulled a bare arm out of the blanket and started to feel around her for any garments, with her eyes still tightly shut. Miroku, already up with a loincloth-like garment on, handed her her chest wrap (you know, the material that she wraps around her upperbody?). Five minutes later, both emerged through the doorway, to find a delicious smelling breakfast sizzling away in a pot on the fire.

"Finally, I almost thought that you forgot about the rest of the world and the fact that some of us need to eat!" Inuyasha directed this last part at Miroku in particular, seeing as it was supposed to be his turn to make breakfast.

"Relax, Inuyasha, it's fine, look, I was meaning to try out a new recipie anyways!" Kagome put in, before Inuyasha got really violent. "It's okay, really, Miroku, I know how 'tired' you were last night, and why you'd want to sleep in,", Miroku noted that there were several utensils and boxed ingredients around the fire that he had never seen before, he assumed that when he didn't wake up at the usual hour, Kagome had run back to the well and grabbed the first things she saw when she got to her kitchen.

Just when Inuyasha was about to start complaining about the lack of instant ramen lying about, Kaede and Shippo came ambling back into the small area of the village where they had set up the breakfast fire, each carrying a basket of some mis-matched herbs. "... and these ones are best for when you've had slightly too much to drink the night before," she finished her small explanation to Shippo with a glance at Miroku. "Shippo, your monk friend here probably had a bit to drink last night, perhaps you should offer him some?"

Shippo oblidged. No one had had the guts yet to explain the copmlete birds and the bees to Shippo, so he was currently believing that when Miroku took a pretty girl into a room alone, they just drank lots of sake. Of course, Miroku never doubted that this is what happens, because for one, kagome would beat the living hell out of him if he ever corrupted poor Shippo, and two, most of the time there was a lot of sake involved.

"I'll take some too, Shippo," Sango spoke from Miroku's right, and he turned to find that she had managed to do up her kimono the right way, and she, too, was probably nursing a hangover. Hers was probably worse than the monks, however, considering she had admitted that before she met the group, shad had rarely ever touched an alcoholic beverage, and when she had, it was probably never even close to what they had last night.

Everyone was quiet through breakfast. No one bothered to ask about how anyone slept, because the answers were just all too obvious. Miroku and Sango hadn't slept at all, hence the sleeping this morning. Inuyasha had probably spent all night complaining about not having all the shards and trash talking Kouga, tehn insulting Kagome, judging by the bruises on his chest, which have now come to be known as his sit marks. Kagome and Shippo probably slept peacefully, Kagome mumbling the word 'sit' every hour or so, hence how Inuyasha slept. And Kaede, well, she probably spent the night bandaging up Inuyasha from being sat so much.

After breakfast, Kagome and Sango went down for a bath. hey brought everything with them, including shippo, leaving Kaede alone with the boys. Kaede, however, didn't seem to see the humour in this, as she soon got up to organize the herbs that her and Shippo brought back. Inuyasha, well, he seized this opprotunity for another act of stupidity in taking off his shirt and ripping his bandages off imself. And Miroku found himself doubled up over some bushes a minute later, puking his guts out. No matter how much he drinks, his body will probably never be able to hold as much alcohol as it did last night.

So all was relatively calm, what with the 'rrriiiiiiiiiiiiiipppppppp' of material and the loud retching noises coming from the bushes. Yup, all was fine and calm till Kaede let out a small shreik. Both boys immediately stopped what they were doing and sprinted over to Kaede, Miroku holding his stomach. She picked up a herb between her fingers, and turned around to show it to them. Both of them stared blankly at her. She finally figured that they had no idea of what she had clenched in her fist.

"This..." she began, her voice trembling. "This is the herb that Shippo was supposed to give you earlier to cure your hangover. But we still have a full stock of them left,". Inuyasha turned to Miroku and snorted. "Well, I was about to say, it didn't look like that hangover drug of yours was working well,". Miroku willed himself to speak without bile coming out of his mouth. "So, I accidentally devoured a cure to chicken pox. So what?"

Both men started to turn and go back to their previous activities when Kaede spoke again. , the odd herb which I picked up earlier -it's not the name, you fool, I don't know what it is- is missing. They looked similar, so I hope-"

Her sentence was cut short, however, as Miroku let out a terribly loud retch and turned to the ground. In his efforts to not puke all over Kaede, he made a violent turn to his left, bashing his head on the sharp edge on the table of which the baskets of herbs lay, and a dizzy sensation filled his head. He fell to the ground and completely blacked out.

Meanwhile

Kagome and Sango arrived at the hot spring. They had used this one several times, considering it was close to this particular village. After undressing and stepping into the water, they started a small conversation.

"So..." Kagome began, unable to discern between what was appropriate and what wasn't to ask someone who had just had sex all night with a hot monk. "I didn't even know Miroku was allowed to do those things, what with his religion and all." There. That couldn't have been that bad of a comment.

"Oh," Sango squeaked. It had taken her a minute to figure out exactly what sort of things Kagome was talking about. "Well, if you're really concerned about it, I'd like to see you ask him that." Now that she thought about it, it was true. He was a Buddhist monk, though, and she wasn't exactly sure what all the laws of that were.

Sango finished washing her with shampoo and started to wring it out. She was very happy that Kagome had introduced all these current day things to her, now her hair wasn't full of thorns that were impossible to brush out all of the time. Sango stood up and turned around to go get her conditioner. She must have stepped just a bit too quickly though, because she slipped on a mossy underwater rock and fell to the ground, lucky that she didn't crack her head open.

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