AN ; ; ; There is a lemon at the end of this. If everyone doesn't like it or feels that it is inappropriate to have a lemon then I will delete the scene. I don't want the whole fic remove form the web site, so if anyone has any problems please tell me. I don't want to piss off or upset anyone. OK?
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CHAPTER 25; ; 1987 point 3. Kagome doubts what Inuyasha feels for her.
Shippo stared at the magazine that his aunts were grinning over. They claimed that it was part of Plan # 1987 point 3. How a brightly colored book was going to prove to Sango and Kagome that their men loved them. 'I don't know what how it will help but I hope it helps. Inuyasha keeps growling every time he looks at Kagome. I don't know why. Pagan calls it sexual tension but she won't tell me what that means.'
"This is perfect because we're helping both Sango and Kagome at the same time. It's like eating two cakes with one fork. PERFECT." The older hanyou jumped up and down in joy.
"Pagan, it's killing two birds with one stone, but your right it is a perfect. Now Shippo, you must make sure that none of the boys bother us. Oh, and I'm going to need three crayons and a pad of paper." The fox cub quickly handed her what she had asked for and ran off to find his new father and Miroku. Pagan set out some chips, canned salsa and soda. Angel dragged their bean-bag chair into the center of the room. The Darwin sisters had invited Kagome and Sango for a girl's day.
"Hello, little sisters." Angel welcomed the miko and slayer into their hut. "I found the coolest magazine. It's full of all these quizzes, beauty tips and who's hot and who's not, along with the latest fashion. Wait till you see how hot guys in our time are, Sango. You are going drool."
The four girls sat down and drooled over the latest hotties. Kagome grinned at Sango. A light blush covered the older girl's cheeks and she giggled with the sisters. The demon slayer was becoming more carefree and seemed less tense and withdrawn. 'If only we could find some way to save Kohaku?'
"This is the test that I want to take. It's a yes or no quiz on HOW TO KNOW IF HE LIKES YOU OR LOVES YOU. It's easy, one person reads the questions and you just answer the question, then you add up the points. Pagan doesn't have a guy so she can read us the quiz."
"I could have one if I wanted one." The winged hanyou growled as she pasted out the paper and crayons. When everyone was seated and ready, Pagan started to read.
… HOW TO KNOW IF HE LIKES YOU OR LOVES YOU QUIZ …
Does he get angry when he sees you talking to other guys?
Does he do special things for you? Like visit you while your sick or stay by your side?
Does he go out of his way to make you happy?
Does he cheer you up when you're down? Bring you flowers, make you laugh or just hold you?
Does he worry about you?
Does he have trouble keeping his hands off of you?
Does he watch you when he thinks no one is looking?
Do you think that he loves you?
Is he always touching or hugging you?
Do you love him with all your heart?
Does he risk his life to save you? (That question wasn't on the test but Pagan knew that both girls would answer it yes. The more yes's the better. Besides it sounded cool.)
"Ok, count up the number of yes's that you have…Ready?
If you answered yes to less then five questions then he's just leading you on, get rid of him. That boy is just using you.
If you answered yes to five questions then he is your boyfriend. No question about that.
If you answered yes to six questions then you can easily turn his like into love.
If you answered yes to seven questions then he loves you.
If you answered yes to nine or more questions then start looking at wedding dresses because it's true love.
"So who got what? Kagome, you go first."
"I got nine yes's." Kagome yelled in joy. "NINE, wedding dress, true love nine."
"I counted eight yes's." Sango grinned happily. "I can't believe it. Miroku does care. He says it sometimes but then some pretty girl shows up and it's like I'm not there."
"That's just Miroku." Kagome patted her say-sister. "He's always been that way. It's part of his charm. I don't think that he would actually cheat on you."
Feeling uncomfortable with all the attention, the slayer decided to change the subject. Noticing that Angel had been quiet this whole time, Sango grinned at her. "What did you get Angel?"
"I only got three. Just three!" Angel wailed. "He's just using me for sex."
"WHAT?"
"Who?"
"Nani?"
"I promise him that I wouldn't tell. If he wasn't so hot then I'd dump him." The rest of the girl's day was spent comforting Angel and teasing Kagome and Sango about their boyfriends. Plan # 1987 point 3 was a well…it sort of worked.
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The nervous young woman took a deep breath. A few days ago she had bought something that only a woman of loose morals would wear. After the impulsive buy, she had regretted it. She took another deep breath.
A young man from a neighboring village had shown up looking to hire them to kill a demon that was attacking their village. Kagome had wanted to come along but the modern girl had to go home to take an exam. All of the ramen was gone and Kagome's mom had promised to bake Inuyasha a cake next time he showed up. The hungry hanyou was not going to pass up on cake and ramen for a demon.
Miroku had offered to go with her, so Sango wouldn't be alone. The village was a day's walk away. Killing the lizard demon had been simple and took only a few minutes. Nothing about the trip had been troublesome until night fell. The small village had a small inn and a very deaf, lecherous innkeeper. The old man had put Sango and Miroku in a large room with only a thin screen dividing them. He had winked and told them that they were his only borders and that the inn was so far away from homes that they could make all the noise they wanted and no one would hear.
Both men had laughed at Sango's bright blush. After yelling at the old fool, the embarrassed girl stormed off to take a bath and change into a sleeping gown. The slayer pulled the robe close and silently cursed whoever had switched her sleeping gown with the violet negligee and thin silk robe.
Sango could hear Miroku moving about behind the thin screen dividing the room. 'What if he comes over here? Oh no!'
"Goodnight Sango."
"Go…goodnight Miroku."
The monk took a deep breath and closed his eyes. 'Like she would really invite you to share her bed, baka.' He cursed himself. 'She'd sooner bed a demon then a hentai like me. I've change…a little. I haven't grabbed another girl's butt in four months and I don't mean anything when I ask women to bare my child. I say it to jest. It means nothing. Sango is the only one I want to carry my child.' Miroku looked at his right hand.
"Curse you, Naraku. Any child I sire will carry this hole in their palm. It's better that I remain childless until Naraku is dead." Sango whimpered in her sleep.
"Kohaku…NO!" He could hear her tossing about in her sleep.
The monk sighed and stood up. The sound of her pain was too much. Miroku had never been able to let a female stuffer, even from a nightmare. He would go wake her…with a kiss… a long passionate kiss that would arouse her desires and her anger. 'Sango will surely strike me but it will be worth it.' The hentai smiled at the image of an angry slayer. He loved the way her eyes glowed when she was mad. 'Cool strength on the outside and fire and passion on the inside. The perfect woman.' Miroku stepped around the screen and froze.
Sango's restlessness had caused her to kick aside her blanket and the monk could clearly see what she was wearing. Miroku shook his head. His conservative, traditional Sango was wearing the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
The negligee bodice was low and the top was trimmed with white fur and gathered under the breasts. The hem of the sexy nighty was also trimmed with white fur and came to the top of her thighs. Tossed to a corner were violet shoes, trimmed with fur. 'She's every man's wildest dream come true.' Miroku felt the blood rush from his head to below his waist. As if in a trance, he walked toward the sleeping beauty and sat at her side.
… …Lemon. If you are too young for this then don't read it… …
Sango was having the most delicious dream of her whole life. She was back home in her village and married to Miroku. It was their wedding night and her true love was sitting at her side. Slowly he leaned over and gently pressed his lips to hers. Miroku licked at Sango's lips until they parted for him.
Her long fingers slid into his soft black hair. The hentai's uncursed hand caressed a path to her long legs. This dream felt too real, but Sango didn't want the dream to end. The slayer wanted to feel Miroku's bare flesh beneath her hands. Sango's hands slid to the collar of the robe he wore and one hand slide inside. The monk gasped at her bold move and he moved away from her to remove it.
When he was naked, Miroku leaned over his love once again. The monk's skilled mouth kissed a trail down to the fur-lined top of Sango's negligee. He kissed her breast through the violet silk and shocking waves of pleasure raced threw the innocent girl's body.
Sango's eyes flew open and she saw Miroku's dark head at her breasts. She gasped and pushed at his shoulders. "Miroku?"
His breathing was labored and his eyes had darkened to a deep plum. Miroku knew that what he was doing was wrong but he couldn't help himself. Sango was his life and his love and he needed her in order to be whole. Miroku knew that he should move away and dress. It would to wrong to take the innocence of a woman he respected and loved without first marrying her. He felt a tiny bit of guilt, but it didn't cause the hentai move away or release her.
Sleep quickly cleared from Sango's mind and she blushed. It hadn't been a dream. Miroku had really been kissing and touching her, and she had kissed and touched him, and to make matters worst the hentai was…NAKED!
"Forgive me Sango. I didn't mean for this to happen, but the sight of you caused me to lose control." He whispered as a grin spread across his face. "I can't seem to keep my hands off of you. It looks like we will have to marry sooner then I had planned."
"Nani?" The amorous monk smothered her questions and protests with a kiss. Sango felt herself losing the battle against passion. Her lips parted and his skillful tongue explored her mouth, while his hands caressed her bare skin. Their desire was too strong to hold back and the slayer gave her heart and body over into the monk's tender care.
"I love you, Sango."
"Miroku, I love you."
Once again their lips met and two lovers became one.
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The early morning sun beat down on Miroku's eyelids. He stirred and felt his lover's body lying next to him. The monk opened his eyes and he propped himself up on one elbow to watch her sleep. His violet eyes memorized every line of her face. As much as he loved watching her sleep, they needed to be on their way.
"Sango." The monk kissed her soft forehead. "Time to rise and dress my love."
Her eyelids fluttered open and she blushed. Sango pulled the sheet up to her chin. She was new to his and still very shy. Miroku understood her bashfulness. "Do you wish privacy to dress?"
"Hai." The monk kissed her forehead and stood up. Sango sat up slowly, her body sore in certain places. Miroku picked up his robe and slid into it.
"I meant what I said last night, Sango." The intensity in his voice startled Sango into looking up. Brown eyes met violet ones. "I love you and as soon as we can, I'm going to marry you."
The demon slayer smiled and nodded.