Haha! Here we go! It's time for my third chapter. YAY! In this episode things start to heat up alittle zones out and starts drooling ehehehehe. So..this chapter is Rated R for some sexual content!

Disclaimer: HE'S MINE! MINE I TELL YOU men in white suits start to drag her away NOOOOOO LET ME GO. MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE! MINE MINE MINE! One pulls out a wacky stick thing and holds it up NO I GIVE UP. AAAAAAH THEY'RE NOT MINE!!!! let go of her and walk away suckers! goes into her closet where Naraku is tied up and gagged and laughs maniacally closing the door. The terrified, muffled screams of Naraku Rica shading from the door. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

Chapter 3: A kiss and some dinner 

Miroku

He couldn't believe what was happening. He was in Naraku's castle, eating dinner with him, and even having rather Hentai thoughts about him. Wasn't he supposed to be obsessed with woman? Not to mention that he was a monk! What was wrong with him?

"What am I doing here…?" he whispered before taking a sip of wine. He thought back to what had happened earlier that night.

Flashback/Miroku

He had been trailing his hands along Naraku's chest; the milky pale color and the silky smooth skin mesmerized him. He watched his hands as they slowly explored the perfect stomach and chest of his enemy. 'It's so smooth' he thought as he continued to brush his fingers gently along his delicate looking form.

He pulled his hands back and observed them. They tingled slightly. He was so confused. What had he just been doing? Naraku was a man. A man? Not a man…a demon and his greatest enemy; one that had tried to kill him and his friends on numerous occasions.

He looked up at Naraku. The demon's eyes were playful and determined, with a hint of disappointment. Only now did his brain register what had just happened. And soon it replayed everything down to the soft noises that Naraku had been making as he was touching him and his disappointed whimper as he backed off to think everything over.

The thoughts that he had been ignoring, threatened to take over his mind. They were driving him insane.

His gaze didn't leave Naraku's as the prince began to lean forward. Plagued by the thoughts he was having, he didn't even attempt to move. He just stared as Naraku leaned closer and closer.

"Naraku…do..n't" he finally managed to choke out softly just before Naraku's lips met his.

For a moment Miroku just closed his eyes and let Naraku kiss him softly. But suddenly the door burst open, as three female maids tumbled through the door, It was obvious that they had been spying on them. They were all bright red and Miroku couldn't help but chuckle as the all scrambled to get to their feet, all apologizing quickly.

One girl stepped forward with a horribly embarrassed face and bowed deeply.

"My…my lord…I…we're all…v…very sorry. We were just here t…to tell you that dinner is served." She stuttered, looking up as if expecting to be scolded by her lord.

Everyone stared in surprise as Naraku chuckled heartily..

"Very well then." he said, smiling knowingly.

"We'll continue this later my dear, tasty monk." He said turning to claim Miroku's lips once again.

He smiled into the kiss as one of the maids gasped and started getting flustered once again. He broke the kiss and smiled at Miroku who just looked at him curiously. Naraku had expected a little more resistance from the fiery monk but found that this was much to his liking.

He stood up and started to walk towards the door as the maids all scurried into the hallway. He turned around and grinned at Miroku.

"Well? Aren't you going to join me for dinner?" he asked, faking a hurt look before winking. Miroku looked at him in a daze and then nodded lightly.

"uh…yea.." he said softly before getting attempting to get off of the bed. He suddenly fell flat on his face, having forgotten about the shackles on his ankles. He growled under his breath as he looked up to a laughing Naraku.

"Now I know how Inuyasha feels." Naraku walked over and undid the shackles still trying to contain his laughter.

Miroku got up and brushed himself off. He was very embarrassed but he was hungry so he walked less than gracefully out of the room. Managing to trip over a pillow on the floor falling, once again, onto his face. Naraku rolled on the floor with laughter as the monk blushed dark red and finally was able to make his way down to the dining room. How he even knew the way there, he didn't know. It didn't matter; all he wanted was to get out of that confusing and embarrassing situation.

End Flashback

He sighed. What had been wrong with him? Why hadn't he stopped Naraku, or at least attempted to. He had even touched him willingly. It was a strange feeling to him. He had always loved woman. Or at least certain parts of woman…At least…he thought he did. He had been raised by his father to love woman. He had always been told that he had to have a heir in case he did not survive to take revenge on Naraku.

But now…now he didn't want to take revenge on Naraku. He thought carefully about how he was feeling. He had seen Naraku smile. Not his usual maniacal "I'm going to torture you" kind of smile. But a real one. And he had laughed. He had always thought that Naraku had no heart. But he was starting to think differently. What was this feeling that was starting to well up in his chest.

He clutched his chest and closed his eyes. What was going on? He sighed and looked up at Naraku who he noticed was admiring him. The same three maids were poking their heads around the corner and staring, almost drooling at the two men as they silently ate dinner. Miroku sighed as he realized how strange it was that he was here. And it seemed now that he was starting to enjoy Naraku's company. The thought scared him. But he was actually looking forward to later that night. He wondered what would happen.

He would have to wait and see. For now, he would just enjoy this quiet dinner.

AHAHA omg that was fun. ) R&R peoples!