Chapter 6; Mature Nature
Kaede's Village
Miroku was sound asleep in one corner of the hut while Kouishii and Sango were on the other side. He was starting to feel neglected by Sango, which made him start thinking. Would he be neglected like this from Sango if they had a child of their own. It was all so confusing him but if Sango wanted a child tommorow would be an ideal time. She would be in heat then but how could they make love while an infant was around, not to mention Shippou as well.
Miroku looked around the hut in the gloomy moonlight and didn't see Shippou anywhere. Where could he be? Miroku wasn't able to sleep well with so many thoughts racing through his mind so he stood up and walked out of the hut to find his comrade. It was cold and dark out, a couple of fire lights were glowing through the windows of other huts in the village. He headed the opposite direction towards a stream that he and Shippou had come upon once before, sure to find him there.
He walked down the hills solemly and started off through some bushes eventually seeing Shippou. He was sitting at the waters edge throwing pebbles into the river, muttering something that Miroku couldn't hear. But with Miroku being of his 'Curious Nature' he crepped closer to listen in. "Why couldn't I save Kagome… I was right there with her when she was kidnapped and I was a helpless young fox child," said Shippou in a disapointed voice throwing another rock into the water.
"I even transformed into the Nine-Tailed Fox and I wasn't able to help her" said Shippou confessing to the star lit night "I wish I could have been stronger, or at least strong enough to stall till Inuyasha got there." Miroku had enough of the little Fox childs words of sorrow. He stood up and walked over sitting next to Shippou smiling down at him, "It's quite alright Shippou, neither me nor Inuyasha could have saved Kagome from the Inevitable." Shippou looked up at Miroku with watering eyes. He had been crying because of the feelings he had for Kagome, as a Child.
"But, you could have used your Kazana, and Inuyasha could have used his Backlash Wave to help her" said Shippou who was on the verge of crying his helpless heart out. 'No, Shippou isn't helpless, he's a strong Fox Demon,' thought Miroku as he embraced the little fox child in a hug. "Maybe but while Inuyasha and I were off taking care of little demon nuescenses you were brave and faught like a warrior to save her" said Miroku meaning every word of it. Shippou was a great asset to the team and once he learned how to control his new Nine-Tailed Fox form he would be an even greater asset.
Shippou looked up at Miroku, wiped his eyes, and asked "You think so?" Miroku looked down at the little child, no, not a little child, his own little child. "I know so, Shippou" said Miroku as he looked up at the stars. How peaceful they looked from here, and they added to the extrordinary landscape of the dawning sun. A golden orange tint emerged from behind the hills and glazed the great fields of green grass. What a site. And he was sharing that moment with his best friend, Shippou, greatest and bravest Fox Demon that ever walked the land.
Miroku leaned up against a tree and closed his eyes slowly falling asleep, all perverted thoughts had escaped him. Shippou, now calmed by Mirokus comments, curled up into his lap and fell fast asleep as well. They both warmed each other and shared each others friendship. Sango smiled from the bushes and giggled a little. Who knew that the Monk had a soft, caring side? Kouishii was still asleep inside the hut with Kaede watching over her. Sango silently walked over to Miroku and sat next to him, placing her head softly against his shoulder, her hand on his, falling asleep.
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