1"Ha ha ha ha...don't make me laugh Inuyasha, I guess something just sort of slipped your mind when you decided to come here." Naraku said pleasurably.

"Just what would that be Naraku? Is it your birthday or something? Ha ha!" Inuyasha teased. Kagome gasped and put her hands over her mouth. Miroku shot her a worried glance...

"What is it Kagome?" She whispered to him...

"The new moon...it's the..." She was cut off.

"The new moon, yes, good Kagome, so mutt face won't be so tough for very long, in fact you only have a few minutes. Better not waste them." He grinned.

"This is hopeless," Kagome whimpered. "And he's gonna kill Inuyasha. This whole thing is all my fault, I'm so sorry guys. Miroku I should have never kissed you. That basically set Naraku's trap." Miroku turned his head away, those words stung, 'does Kagome not like me? Did she really mean what she just said?' He thought to himself.

"Kagome, I..."

"Look he's transforming! Inuyasha! INUYASHA!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Mu hu ha ha ha...now the fun begins." Fear swept across Inuyasha's normally fierce, handsome features. He was actually scared for once, for his own sake and the fear that he could not protect the ones he loved.

Naraku pushed him up against the stone wall and took a vile out from under his robes.

"Drink this Inuyasha." He spoke coldly.

"Never!"

"Then I will kill one of your friends, drink it or one of them dies." He had no choice. He had to drink the stuff. He had come to terms with dying a long time ago especially if it kept his friends alive. Inuyasha tilted his head back and Naraku poured the mixture down his throat. Naraku stared inuyasha directly in the eyes. The amber obs looked like two blazing suns, threatening to set at any moment. His vision was blurring...

"Miroku...take care...of ...Kago...me." His body fell to the cold, hard cement floor. Tears filled Miroku's eyes and threatened to spill, Kagome tried to stay strong but fainted instead. Naraku picked up the hanyou's limp body and tossed it into the cell.

"I will return in a little while, I have more work to do. You have no idea what you're in for monk." He left the monk to tend to his friends. He thought setting up a little false hope would make things a little more fun. Miroku first went to check and see if Inuyasha was still alive and to try to figure out what Naraku had given him in that vile. He laid his head down on Inuyasha's chest, he was still breathing, and his heart was still beating, so unless it was a slow working poison then Naraku was not trying to kill him, at least not yet. He took his finger and rubbed it across Inuyasha's lips, he smelled the scent of the poison.

"A tranquilizer of some sort..." he wiped his hand off on his robe. He checked and made sure Kagome was okay too before he huddled in the corner by himself. He had always felt alone, ever since his father got sucked into the black void in his own hand. Mushin was no company, drunk all the time and he would hit Miroku every now and again. Then there was Sango, she was on and off kind of there, never really reliable. Inuyasha refused to talk about any real feelings that he had so he was rather useless and flighty when it came down to it. Kagome on the other hand was always smiling, always cheery, always making Miroku feel better when he was down. The words echoed through his head again and again though "'This whole thing is all my fault, I'm so sorry guys. Miroku I should have never kissed you.'" Miroku sighed.

"I was a fool to think something so pure and wonderful could ever like someone like me."

"Care for some sake monk? Or how about a glass shard, or have they figured that out yet? You hurt yourself so you won't hurt others, isn't that how it goes? You also drink to forget, how pathetic. You seem tough to all your friends but I know all your weaknesses." Naraku laughed evilly. Naraku saw Kagome starting to wake up and he saw his chance.

"Did it hurt you when Kagome said that she wished she never kissed you? Did it break your little heart monk? Does it sting to feel alone again?" Miroku's throat burned, he was about to lose control. Naraku could feel he monk's blood boiling red hot in his skin.

'One more button,' he thought. "Kagome only kissed you because she felt sorry for you."

Miroku lost it, he jumped up and jolted to the bars, he reached through to try to grab Naraku and when he couldn't he beat his fists bloody on the bars and cursed up something awful. He grabbed onto the bars and slowly slumped down in utter despair. Kagome had seen the whole episode, she spoke...

"Miroku," she heard him sobbing "I'm glad I kissed you! I've been wanting to do that for a long time, I just didn't want to hurt Inuyasha." She knelt down behind him.

"Look at me Miroku," she said. He slowly complied. She stared into his sparkling violet orbs until she couldn't take it anymore. She kissed him... passion swept over his whole body and he was beginning to lose control in a whole new way. Naraku left, he figurd they were setting up a whole new trap on their own. Despite Miroku grabbing women's butts all the time he had never really actually done anything, well at least not consentually. She pulled him down on top of her and deepened the kiss. Her hands roamed all along his gorgeously strong figure. She felt so safe like this for some reason. He was very unsure about this whole thing, he wrenched himself out of her grip for a second.

"Kagome, I'm not sure about this..." Miroku looked down at the ground.

"Well I am sure about it, what's wrong Miroku, I thought this is what you wanted..."

"I've never done "this" before Kagome-sama at least not not of my own accord and not with a girl." She gave him a confused look.

"What do you mean Miroku?"

He continued to tell the story of how when he had finally come into manhood he was proud and he flaunted. He hit on ladies left and right and that didn't make the girl's husbands very happy at all. One night when Miroku was walking through the forrest he was attacked and tied up. The man brought him back to his little hut on the far side of the village and waited for Miroku to wake up. The first thing he saw was a battered woman crying and looking at him saying "Noooo... noooo...Goushini, don't do it. He hasn't done anything." He noticed her as one of the girls he had complimented the day before. The man stepped out of the shadows and took a seat next to Miroku on the futon he had laid him on and tied him to.

"Boy you just don't know when to quit do you. You were way out of line when you hit on my Kashiia. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. Miroku was only 16. Goushini raped him, in front of his own wife for an hour and made him do things no young boy should ever have to do.

"Are you afraid because of that?"

"No Kagome-sama, I just want to make sure you are really sure you want to do this, am I really the right guy?" She didn't even hesitate.

"Miroku, I love you."