Title: Unexpected Feelings
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own InuYasha, nor would I want to because I simply love being a fan of it! And having the choice to create fan fictions of it!
Warning: This story does contain YAOI, male-male love/relationships. You have been warned!


Chapter two: A becoming love

Miroku had gotten out of the shower and he went to his room, he started to get dressed for his second job. It did not start till seven o'clock. 'So...Sango liked my note...I thought for sure she would have flipped...I am glad she did not.' He said thinking to himself.

Miroku put on a tight pair of red pleather pants and he then put on a tight black tank top with a fishnet covering over it that showed his midriff. He put on a choker and then a coat over his outfit. He went in to Sango's room and he went up to her and he put his hand on her ass, she was laying on her stomach.

"Ah! Miroku!" She had slapped him with her hand leaving a red mark on his cheek.

"Mm...sorry Sango...my hand can't help it." He smiled, she did not.

"Oh please...okay I like you and all Miroku, but only as a friend...okay?"

"Really? hmmm...alright then...well...after I eat dinner I'm going to go head off for work..."He went to leave, but she grabbed him by his arm and brought him close to her.

"Miroku, that's it? You're not going to try harder? I didn't think you'd give up so easily...of course I have...well...some feelings for you, not much, but it's a start...you are very hard to resist and that's the truth..."

Miroku grinned. "I am? well...I guess I could skip dinner and stay here with you..."

Sango smiled contently. "I'd like that..."

Miroku smiled after he took off his coat. Sango knew what his job was, but she didn't like it to much, she told him that "men who take up that occupation normally become the opposite on how they are now, not all, but most, because they really get on to that stuff after awhile, or they secretly like that.", but she knew that Miroku was different. Miroku was on top of Sango and he laughed because she was still on her stomach. "Ooohh SANGO! I did not know you liked this style!" He said jokingly,

Sango rolled her eyes and laughed and then she turned over onto her back now. He had placed his hand on her cheek, he moved his head by hers, his face fitting right in the dip of her neck. He placed his lips on her soft skin and began to kiss her gently. Sango put her hands on Miroku's back and she held him. "Miroku." She said quietly. Miroku began to suck her neck now, this sent a chill down Sango's back. "Hmhm...Miroku your lips are so soft..."

Miroku smiled with the compliment and when he moved his lips away a mark had been left on her neck, he then kissed her on the lips, she returned the favor. Their mouths were open, while they were pressed against each other, their tongues met and the intimacy grew. Miroku was in heaven, he's longed to have Sango like this with him, the vision of the couple on the bus could be turning into a reality for Miroku with Sango and not just mere imagination.

His hands traveled up her shirt and his fingers brushed against her breasts, his hands went to her bra strap, his fingers carefully undid the hooks and he pulled off her bra out from her shirt and then he slipped her shirt off, he looked at her laying there as if she were helpless, she saw the lust in Miroku's eyes just as she had lust in hers. Sango placed her fingers on his button of his pants and she unbuttoned his pants and pulled his pants down halfway and she pulled down his underwear, boxers would be to big to wear under the pants he is wearing, she grinned and she laid on top of him. Miroku's arms were above him and he looked up at her. Sango moved down to his waist and she placed her mouth on his cock and she began to suck.

Miroku smiled and his consumed flesh had instantly got hard. He closed his eyes and let out a soft moan." Careful now...don't bite..."He laughed and put his hand on his chest and as she began to bob her head, after some time Miroku's backed arched and his pressure was now on his shoulders, a moan had escaped him and Sango smiled, she continued to work as she was pleasing both herself and Miroku, it then was over, Miroku was totally relaxed and Sango licked her lips and smiled more as Miroku sighed softly.

Sango went up to his neck and she kissed his neck and patted his cheek softly. "You should be going to work...mkay?" Sango sat up and looked at him.

"Alright...I'll see you later Sango..." He pulled his underwear and pants back on and then he put his coat back on and he got off the bed. He kissed her on the lips and had left her with that. By the time he got to his job it was loud and warm with music and lights.

"MIROKU!" A woman's voice yelled as she saw the man.

"Yes?" He went up to her.

"Finally you are here! go to work!" She said as she went off.

"Yes, of course! hmhmhm..."Miroku took off his coat and he started to greet the people there. He then walked on to the stage where he was greeted by his friends, they were all women and in the club there was a mixture of both women and men- it wasn't a gay club-, Miroku went up to one of the dancers from behind and he pressed his pelvis to her ass and he rocked his body up and down in a wave motion. The woman's hands were on the pole and Miroku had his hands above her hands. His mouth was next to her neck and he smiled.

Of course Miroku would love such a club...it was fun, it was exciting, and it was his way. He moved away from the woman and turned his attention to another dancer, he came up from the front of her and he once again pressed himself against her, they danced in such a fashion, most would label it as dirty, but that was what the club was mainly about, which was perfect for such a place. They were perfect together, both teasing each other and then completely embracing each other.

An onlooker from the crowd was gazing up at Miroku, he watched him, he studied him, his eyes looking at the male dancer with such deepness. Miroku had met eyes with the man staring at him, he then put his attention back on to the woman partner he was dancing with. Miroku got attention like that all the time, both from woman and men, but this man's expression was different from all the others.

It was kind and friendly and yet it felt as if he could die, if looks could kill that is. The man disconnected his stare at Miroku and went and wandered around the club. The night had passed very quickly, Miroku's body was engulfed by sweat that had formed from such an activity as dancing, his shift was over and he got off the stage. Many people had left, but many were still there saying their goodbyes and wrapping things up, the dancers had left the stage and got ready to go home.

Miroku put his coat back on after cleaning himself up and he left the club and began to walk home, the sky was dark, the lamp post's lit, giving off the little light they provided, but the city made up for the lost light and although the sky was dark, the paths for walking shun brightly. Miroku couldn't wait to go home and greet his lonely friend. He couldn't wait to kiss her again and feel her, that is if she would allow him to do such a thing again. No matter, he was just glad to be heading home after a long day.


Right! I got done with the second chapter, I sort of rushed into things just alittle, but I do hope it wasn't to fast. Also in this next coming chapter, there will be contents that contain either Yaoi or Shonen ai! Thanks for reading Chapter 3 coming soon!