-1Authoress: I am sooo sorry for taking so long to write this chapter, but…anou saaaaa…I'm a procrastinator…but, I shall finish it! So, this will be our last chapter (except for our short epilogue…), so I hope everyone enjoys!
Inuyasha: that has to be your shortest rant yet…
Authoress: URUSAI, INU!…I'll write another story about you and some male if I have to!
Inuyasha//quivers/
Disclaimer: this is our last chapter…you all should know now that I own nothing but the Sesshy wall hanging that is right above my bed /sighs/ waking up to that in the morning…it's like I died and went to anime-heaven!
Chapter Seventeen
Iie…he can't be…Inuyasha watched as Miroku cradled Sesshomaru's head in his arms, his silent sobs being the only sound in the room. The inu-youkai took a step towards his best friend, but was stopped by Kagome's hand on his wrist. He whirled around to look at her and saw the tears in his wife's eyes. He really is gone. Inuyasha accepted that fact easier than he believed he could, but at least he knew now that, for all of his cold-heartedness, Sesshomaru had emotions. He had loved Miroku and Rin enough to die for them. If it wasn't for the reality that he was gone, that proof would have made Inuyasha smile.
For the first time in Inuyasha's life, he felt truly alone. He had always had Sesshomaru to go to when he was young-usually to bicker with about some stupid thing, but those were the times when he could affirm his own existence…before he met Kagome. Even with the miko's warm fingers wrapped around his wrist, the white-haired demon slowly began loosing that confirmation. "He can't be…" Inuyasha said so quietly, all that came out were puffs of air. Kagome must have understood what he had meant to say because she tightened her grip on his wrist as she laced her other hand between his fingers.
"Look," Kagome whispered into Inuyasha's ear. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what she meant by 'look,' but caught her drift when he caught the slightest movement in his brother's hand. From where he was standing, Inuyasha could see Miroku had noticed it as well and the houshi broke out in a whole new set of tears, but not from despair.
"You stubborn bastard…" Inuyasha huffed, his eye twitching when he saw his brother's lips upturn slightly. How can he still be alive? Was all the inu-youkai wondered about as he was pulled by Kagome towards the two lovers. Miroku was still sobbing like a baby, but under his hysterical bawling were soft chuckles.
Yokata…Miroku thought to himself as he felt Sesshomaru's heart beat. However slow it was, it was better than the lack of one that was there a moment before. He carefully cradled the taiyoukai's head in one arm as he cupped Sesshomaru's face with his other hand. Even though Sesshomaru looked, literally, 'like hell,' that small smile that Miroku could see made his lover beautiful.
"…o…hay…o," Sesshomaru said between labored gasps for air. Miroku smiled at that cute greeting, but his humor was quickly diminished when he saw Sesshomaru wince. Out of the corner of his eye, Miroku saw the demon's hand grasp his blood soaked clothes…right above his abdomen.
"…K-kagome…" The sound of worry in Miroku's voice made Kagome's steps speed up as she ran the rest of the way to the pair. She fell to her knees, accidentally pulling Inuyasha down with her. She watched Sesshomaru for a minute, noticing there was a pattern to his grimaces.
"Inuyasha, take Miroku and Shippou outside…onegai." Kagome added the, near, shout of 'please' when she saw Inuyasha's hesitation and confusion. Her husband jumped slightly at her tone, but quickly nodded his head without arguing. Miroku, on the other hand, had to be torn away from Sesshomaru and the three males soon after left the room.
"What do you want me to do, Kagome?" Myoga asked as he hopped up onto the miko's shoulder, glancing down at the demon lord curiously. Rin, finally overcoming her shock, glanced around the room and saw Sesshomaru and Kagome only a few feet away. She could immediately tell that there was something wrong with her adoptive father and, from the way Kagome was quickly taking off his clothing, guessed she would need to help.
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"What's Kagome doing in there?" Miroku asked as he turned around and began his path across the courtyard for the twenty-sixth time since they got outside. Hachi sighed, his eye trained on Shippou, who was following the houshi in his marching. The fact they had been out here over an hour gave Miroku enough reason to begin wearing tracks into the grassy floor. Inuyasha, unlike the other three males, wasn't pacing or wringing his hands together. Instead, he was trying to imagine what his nieces, or nephews, would look like. So far, he had gotten the image on himself, since his mother had almost the same features as Miroku. But, then again, he was born from a human and these half-breeds would be from a demon. A male demon at that…Inuyasha added internally, snickering softly when he thought of a humorous thing. His brother's 'pride' would be destroyed before this day was over. Between having his royal behind being whipped by someone and then nearly dying, it would have been enough to entertain Inuyasha for months. But this? This would be enough to make fun of his brother for years. Jeez, he could have picked a better time to have them…Inuyasha thought to himself, glancing up from his nails when his ears picked up the sound of footsteps. They were too light to be Kagome's, which meant they were Rin's.
Inuyasha's suspicions were proven true when the small girl emerged from behind a sliding door. She had a pleasant smile on her face, which was a good indication, but there was a glint in her eyes that screamed that something was wrong. The inu-youkai slowly stood up, wondering what could have happened to his brother or Sesshomaru's children, but before he got a chance to ask, Miroku flew into back into the castle, with Hachi and Shippou on his heels. Inuyasha let out a breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding in as he shook his head. He took his time walking over to Rin and patted her on the head.
"Congratulations," he said softly to the girl as he followed his less-than-patient friends, hoping that whatever Rin's concerns were over, that they weren't pertaining to his brother or the children.
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Kagome glanced down at Sesshomaru, making sure that the demon's wounds were all bandaged. The more superficial wounds were still open, but Kagome had ran out of bandages a while ago and she knew that they didn't pose any threat to the stubborn man. For everything Sesshomaru had been through, he was in a pretty good mood. The demon had yet to take his eyes off the two tiny bundles that were resting next to him, but that quickly changed when three colorful blurs came flying into the room. Kagome smiled when she saw Miroku immediately fling himself at Sesshomaru, his eyes traveling all over his lover.
Only once Miroku was satisfied that the taiyoukai wasn't going to die from his injuries any time soon, he looked at the balls laying on Sesshomaru's shirt along with the demon. All the houshi could see was white, but then his eyes caught four little triangles of a dark grey. Miroku took a deep breath as one of the balls of fluff turned over and he saw the baby's front. A girl, with big blue eyes, a tiny nose and the smallest mouth Miroku had ever seen. He immediately fell in love with the little ball of fur, then caught a glimpse of her brother. He had almost the same exact features except his eyes were a shade darker and he had a thinner face. Also, Miroku noticed as he brushed away the amazingly long hair from his daughter's face, was that the infants had purple markings almost identical to Sesshomaru's, they even had his bluish crescent moon in the middle of their foreheads.
"Kaiwaii," Miroku whispered as he looked up at Sesshomaru, immediately seeing how exhausted his lover was. He shifted his body closer to the taiyoukai and brushed his lips against Sesshomaru's forehead. Once Miroku pulled back far enough to see the youkai's entire face, he noticed that the man he loved was falling asleep, the smallest of blushes on his pale cheeks. "Kaiwaii…ai shiteru, Sesshomaru," Miroku said quietly into his pointed ear and smiled as he watched Sesshomaru fall into unconsciousness.
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The ride back to Miroku's house was almost as quiet as the trip up to the Northern lands, but for far different reasons. With Sesshomaru's head nestled in his lap, Miroku dare not make a sound to wake up his lover or either of the twins, his daughter cradled in his left arm and his son was being held by Inuyasha. He acted reluctant at first to hold the tiny ball of fluff, but the youkai could hardly wait to hold his nephew. Inuyasha had been surprised that he had actually gotten the baby to sleep as he rocked him-once Kagome showed him how to-and now the little thing was mewling softly in his sleep.
"What are you going to name them?" Jaken asked from his seat next to Rin. The toad had, surprisingly, been revived by Sesshomaru before Miroku or the others had gotten back into the room. It was a curse that he couldn't have waited a little while. The small demon was the only one talking the majority of the time and had kept asking Miroku questions that the houshi couldn't even begin answering. This question was just another one of his attempts to annoy everyone. The first one was: where are you going to live? The toad had gone through everything from religion, to schooling, to heritage. He had even tried to talk to Miroku about arranging marriages-for treaties of course.
"Look, Jaken, I don't know…once Sesshomaru is strong enough, we'll talk about it," Miroku said calmly, trying to keep his voice as quiet as possible, but sighed when he saw his daughter open her eyes. She didn't cry, like he was expecting her to, but instead, she gigged, stretching a clawed hand out to Miroku. That had been a surprise, to find the twins had long nails already, but what had gotten to Miroku even more were the tiny, razor-sharp teeth lining his daughter's mouth. Myoga had already explained that they would fall out soon and be replaced in a few months by their secondary teeth. The way he had said 'secondary' made Miroku wonder exactly how many sets of teeth demons went through, but he really didn't want to know right now. He had enough on his mind as it was.
I…I'm a father…Miroku was still amazed at this fact, his eyes transfixed on the baby's. In the past few hours, her eyes had actually begun darkening to a shade that resembled his own eye color. Without the need to wonder where Sesshomaru was, if he was alright, anymore, Miroku felt a weight lifted off his chest. That weight was only replaced by another as he watched his lover sleep. Before they had taken off, Kagome had pulled him aside and given him the bad news.
From the strain the pregnancy put on him, along with all of his wounds, Sesshomaru would recover even more slowly than a human would. That wasn't her only dark piece of news, though. She also informed the houshi that Sesshomaru was extremely sick and had gone on to speculate its cause was from taking such terrible care of himself for the entire pregnancy. In other words, he had deficiencies in everything, so his body had begun to shut down. Kagome told him that she had been able to stop this process and reverse most of the damage, but the taiyoukai's heart and lungs were almost too far destroyed to have anything to save. Kagome had done what she could, and Miroku was grateful beyond words for that, but they knew now that Sesshomaru would have a weak heart for the rest of his life. That meant his days of battling Inuyasha were probably over, along with his treks across his lands. Miroku had yet to think of a gentle way to break that to his lover, but pushed it from his mind as he felt Sesshomaru's head shift in his lap.
He's alive…and that' s what important, Miroku reminded himself as he watched his daughter fall back asleep. He glanced down at Sesshomaru long enough to see that the demon was still asleep, then looked at Kagome. He didn't need to exchange words with her, since he could see what she was thinking about. Why didn't he tell me?
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"Yuki bit me!" Shippou cried as he came flying at Miroku, his hand cradled into his chest. The houshi snickered as he watched the little baby giggle as he fell back over onto his back. For some reason, the monk's son loved to gnaw on the kitsune's fingers, or anything else on Shippou's person. For a child of only two months old, the baby was energetic and strong. He was already able to sit up and, at times, he could crawl faster than his favorite teething toy could run. Miroku shook his head and looked back to his best friends. Ever since little Sakura was born, Inuyasha had been cooing over his daughter. Now that Kagome had given the okay that she could go outside, Inuyasha carried her everywhere-usually with his niece as well. Sakura and her older cousin, Karei, were inseparable. Miroku smiled as he watched his own daughter yank on her uncle's hair, then giggle as the youkai bit back a curse.
Jaken still complained about the twins' names, saying they weren't strong enough for demonic nobility. Sesshomaru had insisted, in other words sulked, until they agreed on 'Yuki' being their son's name. That gave Miroku the honor of naming his daughter. 'Beauty' seemed like the only term that was so befitting of the adorable half-demon and she seemed to like it. Either that, or she just giggled every time someone said 'ka rei.' Miroku took a deep breath as he slowly got up from his comfortable seat on the well's edge. The group had been waiting for Kagome to return with a few of her needed supplies, which had been hours ago.
The houshi glanced down at his own partner, who had dozed off a while ago. Sesshomaru's wounds had begun to heal, but it had taken Miroku one month to convince him to rest and the next month to get Sesshomaru to go outside. The taiyoukai hated that he was so weak all the time, always having to lean on Miroku if he was walking more than a few minutes, but what he hated more was that his family, mainly Inuyasha, had to see him like this. Not once had Sesshomaru complained or even mentioned how he felt about his own heath, but the demon really didn't need to. Miroku knew that, whenever Sesshomaru disappeared, he would certainly be where his children were. The houshi had been able to observe his lover as he played with the two infants, knowing that Sesshomaru was unaware he was there. It was difficult for the demon to sense someone's presence nowadays, which was another thing that never came up in conversation between them. Sesshomaru now simply acted like he was always like this, which hurt Miroku at first; until the ningen realized that it was his lover's way of coping. That, and that he had gladly given up everything for those two. He never said it aloud, but Sesshomaru loved his children just as much as Miroku did and, as long as he wasn't aware of anyone watching, he showed it in the deep chuckles and coos he uttered as he played with them. He even got up some nights just to watch them sleep, which almost made Miroku announce his presence by chuckling at his lover's secretive ways of showing affection.
The houshi smiled as he, happily, noticed the paleness was finally leaving Sesshomaru's face. The demon had looked so ill for the past two months, but had finally started recovering, much to everyone's joy. He had been such gloomy company, even more than he used to. Miroku had finally gotten fed up with Sesshomaru's moping and forced the youkai outdoors. Usually, they just walked until Sesshomaru started tiring, or on beautiful days like today, they sat out and enjoyed the sun.
Today had been the first day since the twins were born that Sesshomaru hadn't needed Miroku to plead with him to go outside. The youkai had almost bounded out the door when Miroku had suggested they spend some time with Inuyasha while Kagome went back to her own world. Sesshomaru never admitted it, but he actually liked to spend time with his expanded family. Between Shippou, Jaken, Myoga, Inuyasha, the three babies, Rin, Kagome, and Miroku, the taiyoukai had enough family to last a lifetime. Miroku watched the slight rise and fall of his lover's chest, noticing the bandages almost completely hidden by his clothes. Thankfully, only the worst of the wounds were left, and they were close to healed. They hadn't healed perfectly, leaving large scars across his lover's perfect body, but Miroku loved to trace the long red depressions. It annoyed Sesshomaru to no ends, simply because the houshi had gotten a laugh out of him a few times.
"What are you staring at?" Miroku blinked, surprised to hear the demon's voice. He smiled, his eyes landing on Sesshomaru's. The demon leaned his head against the well's side and shifted slightly as he tried finding a more comfortable position. Miroku couldn't help but chuckle as the demon rubbed his sore behind. The houshi hadn't had the heart to wake up Sesshomaru earlier to save him from an aching backside; not wanting to end the first peaceful rest he had had in a while. Three infants and one house gave everyone a new case of insomnia, except for a few. The lucky ones, Shippou, Jaken, and Inuyasha, were somehow able to sleep through anything, so they got the main duty of watching the three during the day while Sesshomaru and Kagome usually slept. Miroku, on the other hand, couldn't remember the last time he had slept through the night. Whenever Sesshomaru slept, the houshi watched his lover or helped Inuyasha take care of the babies and, being the quickest to rise at a cry, Miroku was on feeding duty as well.
"The most beautiful man in the world," Miroku replied softly, bending down enough to brush the back of his hand against Sesshomaru's sun-warmed cheek. He smirked, knowing the redness in Sesshomaru's cheeks had nothing to do with exposure to the sun. Little compliments like that now got to the taiyoukai even more than they used to. Sesshomaru huffed at Miroku's answer, but closed his eyes and purred softly as Miroku stroked his cheeks.
"Miroku! He broke the skin this time!" Shippou was still running around, now with an offended finger in his mouth. Sesshomaru smirked, which gave Miroku the feeling that the demon was awake for some time. Yuki, as if he understood what Shippou was complaining about, giggled as he rolled over onto his stomach, then began crawling after his personal chew toy. Miroku watched the kitsune run away from his overly-loving charge, but was quickly overrun once he tripped on his own feet. Inuyasha, who had also been watching the boy's antics, burst out laughing at Shippou's ungraceful fall, and was rewarded with another tug on his hair.
"How are you feeling, Sesshomaru?" Miroku asked softly as he slid his back down the well and sat down next to his lover. Sesshomaru didn't reply immediately, which gave the houshi a chance to have some fun. The taiyoukai immediately noticed the impish grin on Miroku's face, but it didn't register in his mind until he felt something on his otherwise numb ass. Miroku swiftly grabbed before Sesshomaru reacted and was quick to duck the resulting slap. Laughing gently, he watched as Sesshomaru's face become a very noticeable red. "You didn't blush that much the first time I did it," he commented, a perverse tone to his voice, which only made Sesshomaru's blush increase. The houshi froze, unable to even continue his laughing, when he saw his lover's cold, calculating eyes. He found out what the demon was up to a moment later when he got a return grope on his behind.
About a year ago, Miroku would have been amazed at Sesshomaru's impulsive actions, but had gotten used to the fact his lover could give as good as he got-which pertained to all areas. The houshi let out an eep at the unsuspected act, but quickly retaliated by coping a feel of Sesshomaru's inner thigh. The youkai's sound was far more noticeable than Miroku's eep-he had actually cried out. The hentai smirked at this noise and quickly kissed Sesshomaru before the demon even thought about getting revenge. The kiss was meant to be chaste, but Miroku couldn't help himself from tasting his lover's inviting lips. The demon lord was quick to respond, brushing his own tongue against Miroku's-drawing it into his mouth.
Miroku used the fact he had two hands to his advantage as he pulled Sesshomaru into his lap with one arm and snuck his other into the demon's robes. Sesshomaru had been putting on weight lately, but he had yet to return to his normal size, so Miroku was quite comfortable with his light demon on his lap, brushing against a growing erection. The hentai moaned softly into his lover's mouth as Sesshomaru's hand descended on Miroku's thighs. He brushed painfully close to Miroku's member, never touching it since the demon took pleasure in the pleading moans coming from the houshi.
"Oi! Get a room!" Inuyasha's voice carried across the clearing and the two froze-the same idea crossing their sex-clouded minds. Before the younger demon brother had a chance to shake his head and mumble about horny perverts, Miroku was already halfway back to his home with Sesshomaru in his arms.
I guess we're not going back for the rest of the day…Inuyasha thought to himself as he glanced down at his niece. "Don't be a pervert like your fathers, okay?" At that, Karei smiled and giggled softly, which made Sakura coo. Inuyasha looked at his daughter and smiled. "And don't listen to Uncle Miroku when he asks you to bear his children…see what happened to Sesshomaru when he listened to him…"
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Authoress: YOSH//breaks out the sake/ who wants some?
Miroku: …what about us?
Authoress: that's for the epilogue, kay?…now, if no one wants to read any smut, I suggest you just skip to the last few paragraphs of the epilogue, so…now I'll go and write that quickly…that put up both chapters in one day! WHOO HOOO!…oh, PS, tell me what you all think!….I know…the birth was quick…but I really didn't want to go into the whole description of a C-section…I could…but it'd remind me so much of the Discovery Health channel…and it's just too late at night for those images…so, SAYONARA FOR NOW!
Sesshomaru:….I grabbed his ass?
Authoress: ………../looks around/ I just rethought my idea…the smut shall be in this chapter…just so we can have a different epilogue…hehehe…so, on with the sex!
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"Mmph!" Miroku clumsily fell backwards onto his futon as he tried to take a step back. Sesshomaru didn't give him a chance to resituate himself before joining him on the small bed, straddling Miroku's hips and beginning his attempts at removing Miroku's robes. In the distance from the front door to their shared bedroom-all of seven or eight steps (four and a half if you're horny)-Miroku had already removed all of Sesshomaru's flowing clothes and the demon had yet to figure out his robes.
With a chuckle, Miroku sat up and helped Sesshomaru's single hand at disrobing him. After his clothes were kicked far enough away that they wouldn't be a problem, Miroku took Sesshomaru in his arms and flipped the demon onto his back-being extra careful not to injure his lover more than he already was. The impatient demon brushed his erection against Miroku's thigh, but the houshi had another idea as he pulled his leg away from Sesshomaru and smirked.
Thinking back to what had gotten them so riled up, Miroku brushed his lips against Sesshomaru's nose and was rewarded with a cross-eyed glare from the taiyoukai. "You grabbed me," the hentai commented, feigning surprise, before he began licking his way around that pointed ear. Sesshomaru growled, but his fingers dug into Miroku's back as he pulled himself up and gave Miroku more access to him. Miroku let his tongue slide from the cartilage of his lover's ear to his neck, kissing his way along the throbbing blood vessels. Sesshomaru gasped when, in the middle of his ministrations, Miroku began stroking Sesshomaru's member.
The houshi smiled when he heard the almost inaudible gasp on Sesshomaru's part and continued to toy with his lover's weeping erection. It still amazed Miroku that Sesshomaru was so sensitive, physically, as well as emotionally as long as his emotions pertained to their family. Carefully sitting back on his heels, Miroku looked at his lover's bandaged torso and shoulder. Underneath the white strips of cloth on his midsection was a large mark that traveled from one hip to the other-the only mark of his unusual pregnancy. The houshi smiled when he, while still massaging Sesshomaru's need, traced his fingers down the demon's side, noticing that it was much harder to count his ribs now. A month ago, Miroku could see every rib on his lover's body, along with every vertebrae in his back. Miroku had been so worried over his lover's health and recovery that he refused to give in to Sesshomaru's lusty demands. Most of the time, it meant a midnight swim in the ice-cold river near the house. On the few occasions Sesshomaru wasn't as persistent about having sex, but just touching the houshi, Miroku happily laid there and let the white-haired man trace every inch of his body, usually returning the affectionate caress until Sesshomaru fell asleep with his one arm hugged possessively around Miroku's middle.
Miroku looked down at his lover, wondering if Sesshomaru was in any shape to do anything, but didn't get to even ask him before Sesshomaru began rocking his hips to Miroku's slow rhythm. The slight movement had given Sesshomaru the chance to brush his lower body against the houshi's own erection. The inu-youkai smirked when his lover tightened his grip out of surprise.
The demon brought his hand up to Miroku's face and stroked the soft flesh on Miroku's cheek, then down the side of his neck. He let his thumb trace the outline of Miroku's throbbing jugular as his other fingers curved around Miroku's thin neck. "Sesshomaru…are you-" Miroku, who was about to try asking again if Sesshomaru was sure he was well enough for this, was cut off by his lover pulling him, gently, back down on top of him. Miroku didn't get a chance to react before Sesshomaru had captured his roaming hand and begun sucking gently on his fingers, the demon's otherwise deathly sharp teeth grazing the sensitive skin, leaving a tingling sensation.
Sesshomaru held Miroku's hand fast, his tongue tracing every contour and crease in his lover's fingertips, which gave Miroku a pretty good idea what kind of shape he was in. He didn't release his hold until he was certain the houshi had gotten his unspoken message. Miroku reluctantly pulled his fingers from that warm cavern, trailing the wet fingertips down Sesshomaru's neck and body.
The demon panted in anticipated pleasure as Miroku's fingers resituated themselves at his entrance. The houshi loosened his grip on Sesshomaru's erection, which got a growl out of his lover, but Sesshomaru stopped his complaining when Miroku slid two of his digits into his opening. The ningen scissor his fingers, urged to move faster as Sesshomaru's breath quickened. He smirked when he brushed against a familiar spot, which caused Sesshomaru to arch his back and cry out softly.
The noises Sesshomaru made as Miroku's fingers plunged into him, increasing in their number and speed as the lovers' shared pleasure increased, were addictive to Miroku's ears. The houshi, sure that Sesshomaru couldn't take much more toying, replaced his fingers with his swollen member. As Miroku slowly slid into Sesshomaru, the demon gave into his desires and let out an uninhibited moan. He was soon rewarded with a soft whisper of his name as Miroku pushed into him as deeply as he could. Groaning softly, the demon bent his knees and hooked his legs around Miroku's shoulders as the houshi started to rhythmically move inside him.
Miroku's hand returned to Sesshomaru's hard member, the engorged flesh twitching as he matched the pace of his hand to that of his body. The demon bit his lower lip from crying out as Miroku began thrusting into him at a faster speed. Sesshomaru tried to match his pace but felt the pleasurable sensation of his lover's hands on him, which made him come explosively with a cry. Seeing the ecstasy that crossed the taiyoukai's face, Miroku's own orgasm hit him. Rocking back and forth in his lover as he rode out the rapturous waves, the houshi moaned Sesshomaru's name.
Miroku took a deep breath as the aftereffects of their lovemaking finally hit him and he collapsed onto Sesshomaru's sweat-coated body. The houshi rested his head against the curve of Sesshomaru's neck, enjoying the sweet scent of his lover's hair. Within moments, Miroku felt sleep starting to take him, but groggily opened his eyes when he heard his lover's voice, soft and raspy from their previous acts, but still had the deep quality Miroku had come to enjoy.
"Nani?" Miroku said quietly as he pulled himself off of Sesshomaru so he could see that ethereal face. Sesshomaru's face looked flush, but Miroku could see it wasn't merely from their actions. The demon had the smallest of smiles on his usually-stoic face and it screamed 'embarrassment.' "Daijoubuka?"
"…will…you be mine…" Sesshomaru asked, his voice weak from both exhaustion and the solemnity of his question. Miroku looked at the demon, stunned for an instant once the request had fully sunk in. Looking at his lover's eyes, Miroku knew it wasn't one of Sesshomaru's sadistic jokes and his face erupted in a smile.
"…baka…I've always been yours…" Miroku whispered as he rested his head against Sesshomaru's and stared into those beautiful golden eyes. At his reply, Sesshomaru's eyes warmed slightly and Miroku had to chuckle. "And you'll have me forever…"
"Yokata…I wasn't going to let you go anyways." Miroku sighed as Sesshomaru's arm wrapped around his middle. For the first time in their odd, year long relationship, Miroku understood his lover's feelings exactly and he knew Sesshomaru would still be here when he woke up. Realizing that, Miroku fell into the best sleep he had ever experienced, with the person he had never dreamed of falling in love with. Once he was sure Miroku was asleep, Sesshomaru nuzzled his nose into the man's black hair and smiled. As stubborn as he had been, Sesshomaru had still found love in the unlikeliest of people and no matter how hard he had tried to deny his and Miroku's feelings, their twisted love affair continued. Sesshomaru shook his head, knowing that what he had with the houshi was anything but a twisted love.
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Authoress: now, wasn't that cute! …now I'll go and write that epilogue…off I go!