Ok here is the second chapter… only one person reviewed. But I was pleased to see that it was one of my original story followers from when I first posted the story. I'm sorry that you'll have to read the whole thing over again ; But I don't want to just post all 14 chapters up all at once. O.o so yea…Thanks Shinna!

Disclaimer: I don't own inuyasha blah blah blah . whatever…one day mutter mutter

Chapter 2: The first touch

Miroku

Miroku opened his eyes. He had passed out apparently. Maybe fallen asleep. He tried to remember what was going on until he noticed that he was in a room, on a large king size bed, with….'shackles?' he thought curiously as he tugged on the metal attached to both ankles. 'why would he shackle me to a bed?' he thought about it for a second before a thought came to him and he started blushing furiously…' could he want to…' he stopped mid-thought as the door opened slowly and a sly looking Naraku walked into the room.

" Do you like your bed? I had it made up nicely for you so you would be comfortable." He said with way too much amusement for Miroku's liking.

"Why do you have me here…..and why…why am I…" he began but stopped as he realized that he was blushing again.

Naraku

He wasn't really sure why he had shackled the monk to the bed. The thought had just been appealing so he did it without thinking about it. His mind started conjuring images as a dark blush crossed the monk's face. 'What is he thinking about that is making him blush?' he wondered.

"Why the blush monk?" He asked, wondering to himself why he was enjoying this so much. What was that monk doing to him that he was getting so excited. He was seeing images in his head that were driving him insane.

He decided that he might be changing his plans around and grinned madly. He looked at the monk who was looking at him with a frightened and helpless look on his face…'so appealing…really…'

"What are you going to do to me…?" the monk asked nervously.

"Why? Is there something in particular that you …want…me to do to you?" the demon purred as he closed in on Miroku. "Tell me monk…what is your name?" he asked out of the blue, while setting himself on the bed next to the gorgeous boy. 'gorgeous…? What is with me today?' The monk definitely had a nice body….and a beautiful face ' but why am I feeling so excited around him? This is not like me…but it's so much fun…I think I'll play around with him a little '

The monk looked at him and hesitated before stating his name softly, "Miroku…"

Miroku

'He's so close to me...' he thought to himself. He knew that there was nowhere to go but couldn't help inching away from the demon on the bed with him. 'Why is he looking at me like that' he asked himself.

"His eyes…." He whispered silently, not realizing he was thinking out loud.

He suddenly lowered his face to look over the offending person. He was very well built and seemed to have curves in all the right places. His body was almost feminine.

Miroku couldn't help it. He reached out to touch Naraku. He wanted to see what he felt like. No…He needed to know. Why was he suddenly getting the urge to feel his enemy instead of kill him…

Naraku

What was he doing? He found himself under the admiring gaze of Miroku. He heard him whisper something softly and it took him a second to realize what he had said. 'My eyes…? What about my eyes?' He thought in amazement. Was the letch becoming attracted to him?

He found himself strangely turned on by the intimate images that started to roll through his head at the thought. He gasped as he was interrupted from his daydream by a cold hand on his chest. The monk was touching him!?! He couldn't hide the expression of shock on his face. The monk was not watching his face, but watching his own hands running on Naraku's chest and stomach.

He shuddered at the touch. And almost let a moan slip through his lips. It was a sensation he had never felt before.

"Miroku.." he caught himself whispering as he closed his eyes enjoying his hands on him. He looked up and almost let out a disappointed whimper when the monk moved his hands away. What was he doing? Why did he stop? He wanted the tender sensation to come back. The monk was looking at his hands with a surprised look, as if he were trying to figure out why he had just done what he did.

Naraku smiled. He would be having some fun with this monk.

Inuyasha

"YOU DID WHAT?!? "He screamed. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Kagome. That stupid wench, had shattered the Shikon Jewel…AGAIN! What was she thinking?

"What were you thinking?" he growled at her.

"Miroku told me to. I figured that he knew what he was talking about." She said almost stuttering in embarrassment. Inuyasha felt a growl rising in his chest. ' THAT STUPID MONK. If I ever get my hands on him I'm going to make him wish he had never met me.'

" Where is that stupid letch anyway?" Inuyasha asked with an annoyed tone.

" I'm not sure" Kagome looked around her curiously and then thought.

"WHAT IF NARAKU HAS HIM!?!?!?" She suddenly shrieked, hurting Inuyasha's ears in the process. Inuyasha thought about this for a second before sighing. This was going to be a very long day.

A/N: So what do you think? I had a friend over while I wrote this so I was slightly distracted. Sorry. Please Review. Reviews are good for Char Char. Thank you! I know this was short. But I will have like a billion chapters and I will update every day or every other day. So you won't have to wait too long. I love you all. Don't hurt me!