Okay, I am back from my vacation and I feel FABULOUS! Sorry about not posting when I got back. I needed some time to get back into swing. Summer is almost over… Soon it will be time for (DUN DUN DUUUUUNN!) school… Sigh…

Anyway, get ready for some serious hentai scenes. Don't say I didn't warn you!
-Randall Flagg2000

(1)

Miroku was awake before any of them. Today was the day. It was time to put his plan into action. He only hoped it would go as planned. Oh who was he kidding, of course it would! No pervert in history could have come up with a scheme of such magnitude! All that was left now was to wake Shippo up and explain what he wanted to do.

Miroku crept towards the slumbering kitsune and nudged him gently. Shippo rolled onto his side, blinked, and sat up with a yawn.

"Oh hey Miroku." he said groggily. "You want to start now?"

"Why else would I have woken you up?" Miroku replied. "All I need you to do is transform me and I'll be on my way."

"So what do you need me to turn you into?" Miroku turned around and opened Kagome's backpack, being careful not to pull the zipper too hard so there would be as little noise as possible. He searched through it and after some digging around (he came upon some rather interesting things too) came out with what he desired. In one hand he held Kagome's biology textbook. In his other hand was the vial containing the two jewel shards.

"This transformation might be a bit difficult for you, but I think you can handle it." Miroku sat on the ground next to Shippo and opened the textbook. He hadn't told Kagome yet, but he had been skimming over various pages of the book behind Kagome's back. He had become very fascinated with the contents of the book as he poured over the pages and took in the information they provided. Who would have thought such advances in science could have been possible in the time period Kagome existed in? To know so much about the human body and the natural surroundings was pure genius! Miroku had never even considered what this book said had been made possible. Oh well. It was beyond his time anyway.

Miroku flipped through the book quickly, seeking a specific passage. On more then one occasion he scared the daylights out of Shippo by turning to pages that had close up pictures of sharks and other large, carnivorous creatures. Holding in his laughter at Shippo's various reactions to the photographs, Miroku continued onwards until he reached a page discussing viruses and bacteria. He pointed towards a close up of a virus and said he wanted Shippo to turn him into what was pictured.

"Uh… Miroku, are you sure about this? I mean, how is this going to help you?" Shippo asked, both fascinated and disgusted by the picture of the strange organism.

Miroku smiled pleasantly. "It will work, don't worry. Of course if you don't do it…" Still maintaining that smile, he took out the chocolate bar and pretended to start removing the wrapper.

"Okay, okay I'll get on it right away!" Shippo half screamed. Miroku put the candy bar away and gave Shippo the vial containing the two shards. Shippo took them in one hand, and a leaf in the other. He jumped up, placed the leaf onto Miroku's head, and landed on his feet. He studied the picture of the virus with all his might. Such a transformation would be very difficult indeed.

"Concentrate." Shippo thought. "I have to concentrate on this if I want to get it right."

Shippo used all of his willpower to picture to virus right in front of him. He had to get it right, he just had too. And after what seemed like an eternity, he could almost, quite literally, see it in front of him. That was it then. It was time to act.

Shippo jumped up and touched the leaf on Miroku's head. There was a puff of smoke and the transformation was complete.

Only something had gone very, very wrong.

(2)

In a way, Shippo had succeeded with the transformation, but not in the way Miroku had intended it to. Miroku had been turned into a virus, but it was not the size of a virus. What stood there was a virus that was quite literally the size of a person!

Shippo, not wanting to find out what such a thing was capable of, quickly threw a leaf onto the molecular being and transformed it back into a simple, perverted monk.

"Heh heh. Sorry about that Miroku!" Shippo giggled.

"Shippo, would you come here for a moment please?" Miroku asked, beckoning with his finger. Shippo took a few steps toward him. A moment later, Miroku's staff came crashing down on the kit's head.

"There, all is forgiven." Miroku said.

"Look at the stars!" Shippo said dizzily.

"Snap out of it, you've got a job to do." Miroku snapped. Shippo shook his head to clear his thoughts and came back to reality.

"Perhaps I should have added that a virus is very, very small."

"How small are we talking?" Shippo asked.

"When I say small, I mean microscopic."

"What's mi-cro-scop-ic?" Shippo asked, sounding the word out carefully. He had never heard such a term.

"Microscopic means that something is so small that you can't see it."

"If you can't see it, then doesn't that mean it doesn't exist?"

"No it does exist, but it just can't be seen by the human eye." Miroku explained.

"So demons can see it then?"

"No, demons can't see it either."

"But if both humans and demons can't see it, then how do they know it exists?"

"It's beyond our time, okay?" Miroku exploded. "Just try to make my transformed state so small that I can't be seen."

Shippo rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay, I'll try! But what will I tell Kagome and Sango when they ask where you are?"

"Oh, just tell them that I wanted to give Sango some time alone after what I did to her. That should work."

"Alright then, if that's what you want." Shippo took out yet another leaf and placed it on top of Miroku's head. If it had been this difficult to picture something like this in his mind the first time, picturing it in a form that was not visible to the eye would make the first attempt seem like cakewalk. But Shippo was not giving up yet. If he wanted that chocolate, he would have to succeed.

It took quite awhile before he could get the image (if one could call it that) in his mind. Then he jumped up, and tapped the leaf, creating another puff of smoke. Miroku was gone. The chocolate bar lay on the ground. It had worked!

Good timing too, since Kagome and Sango had just begun to wake up.

(3)

"Oh hey Shippo, what are you doing up?" Kagome asked as she crawled out of her sleeping bag.

"Oh, nothing, I just… woke up early!" Shippo said, trying his best to come up with a good excuse. He had to be careful. If anything he let anything slip, Kagome and Sango would make his life hell and Miroku would be sure to leave the chocolate bar out in the sun to melt!

"Well, we might as well move on. Inuyasha's probably going to start complaining about us being lazy if we don't get a move on."

"I don't complain, wench!" Inuyasha roared from behind her. "It's just that you guys don't seem too interesting in collecting shards, while I seem to be the only competent one around here!"

"Inuyasha…" Kagome said slowly. The tone of her voice quickly sent Inuyasha into a nervous state. He knew what was coming next.

"Wait, Kagome! I didn't mean it!" he said quickly, hoping to avert his punishment.

"Sit boy!" There was a loud crash as the hanyou was suddenly hurled into the ground with the approximate force of a meteorite, creating another crater in the shape of him. People were starting to wonder where all the craters were coming from.

"Kagome, could you please keep it down?" Sango asked from behind. Of the entire group, Sango seemed to be the closest thing to being classified as a wreck. There were bags under her eyes, half from all the crying she had been doing yesterday, and half from her sleep being so troubled. Her hair, which had once been so silky and long, was now quite frazzled at the ends and somewhat stringy. Her face was still tear stained. Apparently she had been crying in her sleep.

"Sango, are you okay? You don't look very good." Kagome asked.

"Oh I think you know why." Sango replied, somewhat bitterly. "It's because of… him."

"You mean Miroku?" Kagome asked.

"Yes. I'm just so sick of him and how he acts! I wish he would just grow up and get a life!" Sango looked on the verge of tears again. It was clear that she was still not over her anger from yesterday.

"Speaking of Miroku, where is he?" Inuyasha asked. "I haven't seen him." Shippo broke out into a sweat upon hearing those words. As before, he could not under any circumstances tell them about what Miroku had been up to, and especially not his involvement in it. The price would be high if they found out.

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow as he saw the sweat forming on Shippo's brow. "What's your problem?" Inuyasha asked.

"Oh, it's nothing really." Shippo said quietly.

Inuyasha stood over the child and gave him a distrustful glance. "You wouldn't know anything about where Miroku is, or what he's doing now, would you?" Inuyasha said, a smug smile forming on his face.

"No really, I don't know anything!" Shippo said nervously.

"Tell me, now." Inuyasha growled, his voice becoming menacing.

"Inuyasha stop bullying him! Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?" Kagome yelled. Inuyasha would have come up with some sort of snappy retort to that, but he did not want to incur Kagome's wrath anymore. With a grunt, he backed down.

"Although," Kagome began, "I too wonder where the guy ran off too. Does anybody have any idea?"

Remembering what Miroku told him to say, Shippo said quickly "He said that he was going away for a bit because he wanted to let Sango calm down after yesterday! I don't know where he went, but I'm sure he'll be back!" He only hoped they would buy it.

"Good thinking. After last night, I'm sure Sango could use a breather." Shippo sighed in relief. It had worked. He only hoped Miroku, wherever he was, was enjoying himself.

(4)

But Miroku was not just enjoying himself. He was in ecstasy! At first, it had taken him awhile to get used to moving around in his transformed state (he had no limbs after all) but he had eventually gotten the hang of it. After that it had simply been a matter of making a choice: should he pick Sango or Kagome?

Sango had been his first choice, but her robes would have made it difficult. He could have gotten in easily, but the darkness within them would hide too much. Kagome, who as always wore that small school uniform of hers, would indeed be a better pick. So without further hesitation, he moved as best as he could through the air and onto her leg.

Miroku may have been transformed into a form of life as old as time, but since it was only a transformation and not an actual form he retained his ability to think and feel. Everything else however, with the exception of movement, had been lost. But that was all he really needed. He could feel the skin alright. The skin of the miko's leg was so smooth, so beautiful. Not a hair on them. And to think she wasn't even aware of him!

Miroku moved slowly up Kagome's legs, taking in the feel of them. This would be enough to last him a month or more. His plan was working so far. If only he had thought of this sooner. It would have saved him a lot of trouble (and a lot of bruises).

When Miroku had had his fill with his current sight, he decided to move onto bigger game. He moved up Kagome's leg until he was within her miniskirt. All the better for him though. Miroku had always preferred a woman's bottom to her chest. It was just so… nice.

If Miroku had still had eyes, they most likely would have been the size of dinner plates by now. What he was witnessing now was something many man could only dream of seeing. This was truly outstanding! What could only be described as "marvelous"!

A pair of pink silk panties lay within Kagome's mini skirt and since Miroku had been reduced to such a small size, they were larger then anything he had seen in his life! They wrapped around her body and thighs, seeming almost to flow with her movements. Miroku moved slowly onto them. He would have giggled had he still had the ability. They were so soft, so smooth, just the way silk should be. So this was what women in Kagome's time wore. He had never even considered it possible. It was also sort of entertaining, considering Kagome's underwear was also decorated with small blue stars. Miroku would have laughed, if he had been able too.

Miroku moved gradually around on Kagome's panties, all the while thinking to himself how this was going to last him for quite awhile. He might only need to do this once a month it was so wonderful! He was getting near the waistband. Miroku did not have eyes, but he was able to somehow see that there was a small tag of some sort on the back of the garment.

"Fruit of the Loom? This is a fruit?" Miroku thought, clearly not grasping the insignia on the tag. "People eat these? That's disgusting!"

Miroku moved up Kagome's back, noticing that some other type of garment was fastened around her chest. This also seemed to be made out of silk, but it was white instead of pink. Miroku felt against it and began to move across it. It seemed to curve around her chest. Miroku continued around the curve until he finally reached the front. Miroku did not need to ask to know what was beneath the garment. He could tell what it was immediately when he got to the front.

Miroku moved around the front rapidly, taking in the smooth feel of what bulged beneath. Shippo's transformation seemed to be working well. It hadn't worn off yet, nor did it have any flaws. Maybe he would give him that chocolate early.

Unfortunately Miroku may have jinxed the gift because smoke began to slowly come out of his cell membrane. The transformation was wearing off! It was time to call it quits for a day.

Miroku moved down Kagome's back, into her skirt region, and finally down her leg and off of it. He moved into the grass and then across it, trying to distance himself as far as possible from Kagome. He stopped at a large tree. Just as he did, the transformation wore off and he was once again standing in his human form.

"Phew, that was close." Miroku whispered, taking a breath. It hadn't lasted long, but it had been worth it. He would treasure this for all of his remaining days!

Deciding it would be safer to wait for a little bit before returning, Miroku sat down and leaned against the tree. He just wanted to rest.

(5)

After a couple of hours Miroku stood up. He had given Sango plenty of time to get over yesterday and it had also given him time to store all the new information in his brain. That was certainly going to keep him content for a substantial amount of time. Tomorrow he would begin again.

Miroku gathered up his staff and began the walk back to camp. He only hoped Shippo had allayed their suspicions of anything happening. Chances were that he had. Shippo would do almost anything for a bar of chocolate.

When Miroku made it back, things seemed to have worked out the way he wanted them too. On an even better note Sango seemed to be in a much better mood then before. The cheery smile that Miroku so liked was back on her face and she didn't look so desperate and sad. It was good to have the old Sango back.

"Hello Sango!" Miroku called, waving to her. "Are you feeling better?"

The smile on Sango's face immediately disappeared when she saw him. "Oh it's you." she said bitterly. "What do you want and where have you been, out feeling on women again?"

"No, that's not it." Miroku said. Before Sango could come up with something else, Miroku bowed down on his hands and knees in traditional Japanese style and said "I sincerely apologize for my behavior Sango. Gomen nasai."

Sango blinked. Did Miroku just apologize? Surely this had never happened before. But there it was. It had happened.

"Miroku…" Sango began. She approached him. Miroku thought for a moment that she was going to lash out at him again. If she was going to do it this time, then he would gladly accept it. He had put her through too much lately. But then suddenly, Sango embraced Miroku in a tight hug. Before Miroku could say anything Sango whispered two words: Thank you.

Sango let go of Miroku and walked away, leaving the monk to stand there and watch her. A little apology could sure do a lot! With restored confidence and happiness, Miroku followed her back, passing by Kagome and Inuyasha.

"Miroku, why do you have that silly grin on your face?" Kagome asked.

"I'm just in a good mood, that's all!" Miroku said, not missing a beat.

"Well it's not like your other smile! It looked kind of, I don't know… like you were imagining what my body looks like."

Miroku's face began to redden. "Um, now why would I think that?" Realizing what he had said, he quickly changed subjects. "Where's Shippo? I needed to see him about something… important!"

"He's over there." Kagome said, jerking a thumb in a different direction. Miroku left to find him, mentally reminding himself not to lose his cool like that next time.

(6)

"Hey Miroku." said Shippo as the monk walked up to him. "Do I get the chocolate now?" His eyes seemed to light up as he said this.

"I told you Shippo, you get it when you've helped me enough." Shippo pouted at that, but did not argue. He would do anything to get the delicious treat.

"Anyway," said Miroku, setting his staff down, "I wanted to ask you something. Why did the transformation only last for a short time?"

"Well you were mi-cro-scop-ic, so I couldn't see you! How could I transform something that isn't visible to the eye?"

"Oh yes, how stupid of me!" Miroku said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "I just wanted to say thank you so much for the help, and tomorrow I'm going to try it on Sango."

Shippo sighed. "Okay, okay. Tomorrow it is." Miroku smiled and turned to go. A single thought crossed his mind as he got back to daily life.

"Pink with blue stars! What a pattern!"

END OF CHAPTER THREE

Okay there's the first part of the perverted stuff! Sorry if I went a bit far, but what do you expect from Miroku? I'm surprised he didn't try something like this in the show! Anyway, over and out!
-Randall Flagg2000