Sorry for the slow update. School has been weighing down on me. And a breakup has left me depressed...

On a more pleasent note, Halloween is coming. Hope everybody is ready for candy and fun. Anyway, here's your update.

-Randall Flagg2000

(1)

That night, Miroku was still shivering and it wasn't from the cold. His first attempt had been a success! He could still vividly depict the images of Kagome's underclothes and body within his mind. Oh Kami above, he had never had so much pleasure in his life! It seemed quite possible that he could do this for the remainder of his days on earth, however long that might be! At last he could not have to worry about how many bruises were going to be on his face the next morning after meeting a woman.

Miroku was grinning as he rested against a tree. Sweat trickled down his forehead and body, dampening his robes. His eyes seemed almost to gleam with lust. He had indeed satisfied his urges this time.

As Miroku sat there shivering and grinning like someone in the deepest confines of a psychiatric hospital, he felt a tiny hand grab onto his robes. Miroku looked down to see a certain fox child trying to snatch at the yummy treat that was concealed within. Miroku promptly took Shippo's hand and removed it. The kit made a grab at his robes again, but Miroku simply leaned to the side. Shippo grabbed at him so hard that the miss caused him to fall over.

"Still trying to get at your prize? I must admit you are persistent." Miroku said with a smile.

Shippo was on the verge of tears. "Come on Miroku, give it to me! I don't know how much longer I can last like this!"

Still maintaining his smile, Miroku leaned down into Shippo's face and said "You'll get it when you get it, how's that?" His voice was cloyingly pleasant. His self control broke. Shippo burst into tears.

"It's not fair!" Shippo sobbed. "You're not being fair! You're expecting me to do these things for you and you're threatening to melt the chocolate if I don't! Why can't your just give it to me now?"

"I told you before Shippo. If I give it to you now, you'll eat it immediately and then you won't help me anymore. I don't think there is any potion powerful enough to do what you are capable of doing."

"Miroku come on!" Shippo whined. "Even I know this is wrong! I shouldn't be helping you!"

"There is nothing wrong with this Shippo. You are helping a person in need and that is a good thing. And yes, it is for my own reasons, but those ways are my way of expressing my admiration and love for these women. By helping me, you are benefiting me by making me realize my fantasies and yourself by doing a kind deed to another."

Shippo sniffled and forced himself to stop crying. "You're wrong Miroku. I may be a little kid, but I'm not stupid. I can tell the difference between right and wrong."

"True, very true, but you want this, do you not?" To emphasize what he had said, Miroku dangled the sweet in front of his face. It was child's play to get him to do this, absolute child's play.

Shippo lowered his head in defeat. For an amiable lecher, he could sure be vicious when he wanted to be. "Fine." the boy sighed. "There's isn't even any point in trying. I'll do as you want." Before Miroku could add some reassuring comment which would make him feel even lower, he left. He was sick of trying to get out of this.

Miroku leaned back and let his eyes close. Within but a short while he was asleep, dreaming of things that only a man could dream of.

(2)

"Wake up!" a voice whispered into his ear. "Wake up, I need you!"

"Just five more minutes Mama." Shippo whispered as he rolled onto his side.

"Wake up now!" the voice hissed. Shippo rolled over on his side. Miroku turned his staff around so the butt end pointed forward. Quick as a flash, he jabbed it into Shippo's side.

With a loud yelp, Shippo sprang awake. Rubbing his side with one hand and his eyes with the other, Shippo opened his eyes to face Miroku yet again.

"Wake up! It's time again!" Miroku said.

Shippo gave him a sullen look. "But the sun hasn't even come up yet! I need my sleep!"

His patience thinning, Miroku grabbed the boy up by his tail and said sourly "You can sleep when night falls again tonight, now get going!" He set Shippo down, gave him the two jewel shards, and waited for him to begin.

With a yawn, Shippo jumped up and placed the leaf on Miroku's head. In a puff of smoke, Miroku was once again a virus. It was time to go into the great unknown again.

His job done, Shippo laid down to go back to sleep. Oh the things he would do for a piece of sugary goodness.

(3)

Miroku drifted into Sango's sleeping bag as best as he could. Kagome had been good, but Sango was going to be even better. Who knew? Maybe he could keep this up forever.

The sleeping bag was very dark, so Miroku could not see much. It was a shame really. He had been expecting so much more. He would just have to wait.

Suddenly, Sango began to move. The darkness was abating and the covers of the sleeping bag were sliding back. That could only mean one thing.

Sango slid out of her sleeping bag and stood up groggily, her eyes still adjusting to her surroundings. As sleep began to leave her, she began to become aware of the dim light and her surroundings. What she wasn't aware of was that a lecherous monk was crawling up her leg in viral form.

As the light fell on him, Miroku began to see (although it was more of a sense as he had no eyes) where he was. He was on the surface of Sango's black battle suit. Even better, since it would save him the trouble he would have had if she had been wearing her kimono.

Miroku moved up Sango's body, taking in the feel of her body flexing and writhing under the suit. The way her body muscles flowed within the suit produced an even better sensation then when he had gone under Kagome's skirt. Taking in the feel, Miroku moved up.

At long last, Miroku reached the collar of her suit. The collar was tight, but no problem for a virus. Miroku slipped into the dark unknown.

As Miroku moved down her body, he noticed with some disappointment that Sango's body was covered by something silky and white. It only took Miroku a moment to figure out what was obstructing his view: an under robe.

It took Miroku another second to remember he was a virus and he could go anywhere with ease. So he moved up Sango's under robe and slipped through another crack. Oh what fun this was for him!

Miroku could have fainted could he have been in human form. If Kagome had been the ambrosia, then Sango was the nectar! Her chest was so beautiful, so round, so firm. Miroku moved around on the skin of Sango's chest (and what protruded from it), caressing it. And he hadn't even had to try to get intimate for this.

When he tired of her chest, Miroku moved down onto Sango's stomach. He was not surprised to find that her stomach was hard and flat. All that training she had been doing for all of her life had really paid off. Miroku let himself take in the feel of her skin, enjoying every moment of it.

At last, it was time to move to Sango's lower regions. Miroku circled around her stomach to her backside, settling on her tight bottom. The flesh here too was firm and flat. Miroku felt as if he had died and gone to Heaven. It was so beautiful, so firm, so tender, so-

Steam suddenly began to seep out of his membrane. The transformation was wearing off! As fast as he could Miroku raced up out of Sango's under robe and up out of the collar of her battle suit. He moved as far as he could away from her so as not to be seen. Good thing too, since just as he was a fair distance away the transformation wore off and he was a monk again.

(4)

"Oh there you are Miroku! We've been looking for you!" Sango called.

Miroku's head jerked up. So he had made it out in time after all. Thank goodness. It would not be pleasant if he had reappeared inside of Sango's clothes. Well for her anyway.

"Miroku are you okay? You're trembling!" Sango exclaimed.

Miroku shook his head to clear his thoughts. Even when he came fully to his senses his body shook like a tempest.

"Er… I'm okay Sango! I've just been out for a walk!"

Sango raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you get up early unless we're being attacked Miroku?"

Miroku did his best to come up with a good excuse. "Um… I felt a bit out of shape?" It was not his best.

Sango grew ever more suspicious. "Are you trying to hide something from me Miroku?" she asked. Her voice was becoming icy.

Beginning to perspire, Miroku tried desperately to come up with another excuse. He was walking on thin ice here. He couldn't tell Sango what he had been doing! If she and Kagome knew what he had been up too they would never forgive him. And Kami knew what they would do to him once they knew.

"Sango, would you come here and help me cook breakfast?" Kagome asked. Sango looked at Miroku for another moment, and then shook her head dismissively and turned to go. Miroku sighed in relief. He had almost blown his cover there. It was worth it though. That had been a most wondrous sight, more beautiful then anything he had seen or felt in his life.

Gathering up his staff, Miroku went to find Shippo yet again.

(5)

"Please Miroku, no more! Why do you have to do this to me?" Shippo moaned.

Putting on his best smile Miroku said "Just a bit more Shippo, and then it will be all over. Help me with a few more women and I promise you I will give you the chocolate bar." Rather then get into a long conversation over it, Miroku simply snatched the jewel shards out of Shippo's hand, stood up and left, leaving Shippo alone.

"Wait, Miroku! Can't we talk this over?" Shippo called. Miroku did not hear him. He simply continued walking.

Shippo sat down in a sulk. This was getting tiring. He couldn't keep this up much longer. Sure Miroku said it would only be for a bit longer, but Shippo knew better. Miroku would most likely want it to go on longer and longer still. And after Kagome and Sango he might begin to go after any women he saw. And after that had happened, then what? Shippo dared not go beyond that point. All he knew was that knowing Miroku, this was going to get out of hand and very quickly.

Still, the promise of chocolate was tempting. It had been so long since Shippo had tasted the sweet brown delicacy. And had he not promised Miroku that he would help him with this? One could not break a promise as there was no honor in it. And-

"Stop it!" Shippo's mind yelled. "You know this is wrong and you know that Miroku is going to keep on going! And stop worrying about the chocolate! Even if Miroku gets rid of this one Kagome can get you another! Now isn't that reason enough to do something about this?"

Shippo knew what he had to do now. It would be difficult to give up the treat he so much yearned for, but it had to be done. Doing the right thing wasn't always easy.

Shippo followed Miroku back to where Kagome and Sango were. This would end now.

END OF CHAPTER FOUR

Again, I am so sorry for the late update. I'll try to be more on the ball with them from now on. Happy Halloween everybody. Get lots of candy when the big day comes!

-Randall Flagg2000