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Author's Note: This chapter is probably one of the shorter chapters I've ever written, but it's really important to the story line and plot. ;; here are some belated thanks and replies to my loyal reviewers:

Chiruken: I'm glad you liked the beginning, and I hope you continue to like this story. It is my first mature-rated fic.

Suffocation000: Yay, three reviews! And look, I have more than three! .

Littletweedybird: Ramifications? We'll just have to see, now, won't we::evil smile:

Whimsy007: Wow, that's one hell of a review. How long did it take you to write that? Anyways, since I'm only paying attention to the fact that this is an M/K fic, I'm not paying attention to Inuyasha's love life. That will have to wait for a different fic. Sorry!

Throughout the whole ride back to Higurashi shrine they could barely contain themselves in front of the taxi driver, and Miroku was still debating on whether they should do this because of the past experience that was the beginning of this whole body switching mess.

My darling little miko, are you sure you want to do this?

Without a doubt. I've already made up my mind. Are you regretting this?

Surely you can tell that I am most certainly NOT regretting the idea. Not one bit, Kagome.

I'm just worried about you.

I'm fine, as long as we use condoms.

Condoms?

I'm sure we have them around the house somewhere…

Again I ask… condoms?

It's a way to lessen the chance of becoming pregnant. As much as I'd love bearing your child, I really can't at this age. It's not proper in my time, and those who do get pregnant in my time are looked down upon. Plus, I'll be the one wearing it so you won't have to worry about it.

Well, anything for you my dear…

At that moment, the taxi arrived at the foot of the stairs leading up to Higurashi shrine. Kagome quickly paid the amount that was needed and literally picked Miroku up and ran up the steps. To say Miroku was surprised would be and understatement.

My… someone's a bit persistent.

It's all you fault.

My fault?

Yes. Your masculine hormones are to blame. And the fact that a certain feeling of desire is washing off of you in heavy waves isn't making it any better.

Whatever you say, love.

Kagome entered the house with a loud banging open of the door, startling Souta and her mother. "Oh… uh… Miroku sprained an ankle. The heels were a bit much…" she pointed to the heels on his borrowed sandals, and her mother nodded in understanding. "Well, I need to take Souta for a dentist appointment and then I need to go out for grocery shopping I should be back in an hour or so. I'm sure there's an ice pack in the freezer if you need it." and with that, they were out the door.

Kagome dropped Miroku onto the couch and rushed to the guest room bathroom. "For some reason, I found a pack of condoms in here once before…" Miroku was amused. "Um… Kagome?" Kagome returned from the guest room, box of condoms in hand. "Yes?" Miroku pointed to the very obvious bulge in the jeans Kagome was wearing. Kagome frowned. "Oh, and like you've never had a hard-on before!" Miroku chuckled. At the same time, though, he felt an unfamiliar yet pleasant wetness gathering in between his very feminine legs.

Kagome pocketed a condom or two and put the box away. She then walked back over to where Miroku was waiting over on the couch. Smiling seductively, Kagome immediately captured miroku's lips in her own in a frenzied, passionate, mind-blowing kiss. Miroku couldn't help but moan as he deepened the kiss with a little tongue. Kagome quickly obliged, adding tongue as well.

Kagome decided to move this to a location more suitable (her room, for example), so she picked Miroku up by the hips and brought him flush against her, wrapping the legs he was currently borrowing around her waist. Without breaking the kiss they walked up the steps like that all the way to Kagome's room.

Laying a blushing, panting Miroku down on the bed, kagome repositioned herself to be in between those legs that seemed to go on for miles. She began to lick at miroku's swollen lips, seeking entrance. When Miroku readily obliged, they continued where they left off. Kagome decided to kick it up a notch by sliding her large, masculine hands up the shirt Miroku wore and began to play with the two hidden mounds of femininity. The action elicited an excited gasp and then a long, drawn out moan from the recipient of the fondling and he bucked upwards, grinding into Kagome's painful erection, earning a low guttural moan of its own. Although, in all essence, they were doing these things to themselves, they didn't seem to care. It felt… right.

Kagome rid Miroku of the bra and shirt, and attacked his bare chest immediately with hands and mouth. Miroku writhed, squirmed, gasped, and moaned as the nipples he possessed were tweaked, nipped, and sucked on until they grew pebble-hard. Kagome licked all along the collarbone, savoring every bit.

Dragging her tongue in between Miroku's borrowed breasts all the way down to his navel, she began to prod and poke, eliciting more hisses and sighs of unbridled pleasure. While all this had happened, Miroku managed a way to get Kagome's shirt off of her. She stepped away to rid herself of her pants, and Miroku took that as an opportunity to discard the jeans he was wearing.

At that moment, though, something happened and it hit Kagome first. "Wait… wait. Miroku…?"

The monk quickly snapped out of his desire-induced stupor when he heard the aloofness and distance of Kagome's voice. "What is it, Kagome?"

"Is it just me… or do you feel a little woozy?" and that's when she collapsed into the chair behind her. Miroku began to feel it to, and just went a long with it. Soon, the room went dark and everything went silent.

When Miroku woke up again, he awoke to the cherubic face of Kagome. A very naked Kagome clad only in skimpy, lavender panties. It was all he could do to keep his eyes away from her perfect chest. "The spell wore off, Miroku! We're in our own bodies again." Miroku smiled. "Well, that's a good thing. But I'll miss having mind-conversations with you."

Kagome nodded. "Yeah, that was a blast… but um…" Kagome's cherubic face turned into one that sported a wickedly seductive expression. "We still have something to do." She let her fingers walk up a toned thigh, and Miroku stared down at his straining erection. He shuddered as she dragged her fingertips down the inside of his thighs, groaning slightly.

She glanced up at him through her long lashes and brought her face close to his. She licked along his jaw, neck, ears and collarbone, alternating between sweet little open-mouthed kisses and nips while doing so. He moaned again, the slow blissful teasing was beginning to torture him. Facing him, she straddled his lap and rocked into his throbbing erection. He cried out fiercely, wanting the friction again.

She dropped down, placing her head in between his thighs and stared up at Miroku expectantly.

"Ohh… gods, Kagome… I really have been a bad influence, have I?" She giggled, breathing slightly on his erection, making it throb visibly. She giggled again, taking the head into her mouth. He cried out again, trying to thrust further into her mouth, but she stopped him by lifting her head in tune with his thrust. She wagged her finger at him playfully.

"Ah ah ah, Miro-kun. Don't be so persistent. Good things come to little boys who are patient." He frowned, desperately needing release, and Kagome decided to stop playing around. In one fell swoop she had him fully sheathed in her mouth, licking and sucking softly as she bobbed her head up and down slowly. His hands flew to her head, raking his fingers through her hair as she continued to suck, nip, and lick.

Soon, the pace quickened, and Miroku couldn't stay so quiet any more. His moans, groans, sighs, and gasps became more loud and frequent as she continued to quicken the pace. "Nghh… Kagome… I'm… ahh… I'm gonna…." Her hands found their way to his sac and began to massage softly as she sucked, bringing him over the edge.

With a thrust of his hips he released his seed into her mouth and she readily drank every last drop.

Kagome got to her feet and enjoyed the view of a very spent and satisfied Miroku as he smiled lazily up at her. "That… That was…."

Kagome smiled, rolling her eyes. "I know, I know… absolutely amazing?" he chuckled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his lap. "You took the words right out of my mouth, you naughty little miko you." Kagome sighed contently and smiled, resting her head in the nook between his neck and his shoulder.

"I love you, Miroku…" His heart swelled as he heard her breathy confession, and he replied. "I love you too, Kagome." He tightened his embrace on her, as to confirm the honesty of his answer.

Their romantic moment was shattered by the loud banging of a door opening. "Mom?" Kagome shot up, putting her clothes back on. But there was no answer. "Um… Kagome?" Kagome turned around to Miroku, who was attempting to put the dark jeans back on while looking out the window.

"Yes, Miroku…?" she did not like the sound of his voice at all. "Someone came to visit…" Kagome looked outside to see a very unhappy hanyou standing outside the well house. They could see he was sniffing around, and with every whiff of air he became more enraged each minute. They hurried in getting on the rest of their clothes, and then Kagome went downstairs hesitantly while Miroku looked for his staff.

"Looking for something, Monk?" Miroku turned around slowly to the sight of an enraged hanyou, who had the monk's staff placed in one hand.

"what do you want, Inuyasha?" Miroku bid himself to keep his composure, but the hanyou took a step closer. As Miroku backed up a bit, Inuyasha jumped around him so that he was blocking the door.

Miroku had no way of escaping. Shit, this is so not good…

Miroku backed up against the window, looking down to see how high up he was. Unfortunately, it was too high to jump out and survive. As Inuyasha slowly sauntered over, his body movements fluid and quick, Miroku realized what he was doing.

He's… he's stalking me like he would his prey!

The next thing he knew, his head was out the window as a clawed hand wrapped itself around his neck and pushed him out and down. Miroku's hands gripped the window sill to keep himself from falling, although he was beginning to loose consciousness.

"Inuyasha!"

The hanyou lessened his grip as he looked down outside the window. There was Kagome, still looking flush from the actions had conspired minutes earlier, pointing a bow and arrow directly at Inuyasha. The hanyou felt his heart skip a beat, broken that Kagome would hate him as much to turn an arrow against him. And although Miroku's vision was growing blurry, he still didn't think that Kagome would do such a thing.

Inuyasha's ears drooped, but he kept the monk in his clutches. "Ka… Kagome?"

Miroku decided to speak up, however raspy his voice might sound.

"Kagome, you can't be serious…?" Kagome's angered gaze didn't falter as she stared at Inuyasha. "I'm as serious as Inuyasha is. You let him die, and I let this arrow fly." Inuyasha frowned and let the monk up. He grabbed Miroku by the shirt, though, and brought him close to his face. "You're in deep water, bouzo… just hope you can swim." He then stormed out of the room and down the stairs. Miroku looked on as Inuyasha slowly approached the miko. She dropped her bow and arrow, turned around, and crossed her arms over her chest.

Miroku quickly grabbed his staff and made his way down to where the miko and hanyou were. He walked up to them and noticed just how positively enraged she was. "Kagome, I don't know what your problem is. Ever since you and that perverted monk came out of that temple, you've been so… distant and… un-kagome like. And a change as big as that can't happen over the span of a week! That fucking pervert must've done something to you. I'm just surprised that it's taken you so long to realize this."

Kagome was fuming at this point. She walked right up to him and slapped him clear across the face. "Damn it, Inuyasha! Don't you pull this shit with me! You tried to kill him, for Kami-sake! I'm not your fucking toy, so stop treating me like I'm your god damn possession."

Both Inuyasha and Miroku just stared at Kagome in utter disbelief as profanity after profanity fell from her mouth. After she had finished speaking, she went to Miroku's side and grabbed him by the wrist. "And even if he had corrupted me or anything, I'm certainly not complaining." Inuyasha grew angry again at seeing Miroku's face. He was having a hard time controlling himself as he felt venom flow through his veins. That's when he remembered the scents that he had picked up when he had arrived in the present;

heavy desire and lust with a thick layer of emotions of utter, complete satisfaction and love.

That was the last straw. The remembered facts fueled his anger as he charged at Miroku yet again, this time grabbing his shirt and pinning him up against the well house. Kagome ran after them, yelling 'sit'. Miroku quickly moved out of the way, and then they both threw open the door to the well house and jumped into the well.

They both climbed up the well as fast as they could and ran towards Kaede's house. They were both still in their future garb, but Miroku had wielded his staff. They both skidded into the hut, panting hard from running. Sango and Kaede immediately turned their attention from the dinner being made to the two intruders. "Umm… Kagome?" Sango looked to Miroku, still thinking that they were switched. Miroku just pointed to the real kagome, and Sango smiled. "Ah, so the spell finally wore off?" Kagome nodded, trying to catch her breath. "Yeah… but now we have one hell of a problem…" and as if on cue, Inuyasha's angered calls for Kagome and 'that perverted lecher' rang throughout the village and Inuyasha Forest.

Miroku sighed, slumping. "Damn, he's caught up again!"

Sango Frowned, grabbing both of their wrists and dragging them farther away from the village. "What did you do!" Kagome shook her head. "I dunno! I thought I had him under control, but then he started getting all pissed off again!" Just then, the growling hanyou landed in front of them, making them skid to a stop. "You know damn well what you did! Don't play dumb with me. My nose never lies."

Both the monk and miko's minds wandered to what they were doing before Inuyasha had arrived. Immediately, Kagome's visage sported a deep shade of red and Miroku took another step back. "I've come to grips with Kagome not liking me like she used to, but I will not tolerate the fact that you're corrupting her, you damn lecher!"

Inuyasha charged and Miroku tried to block himself with his staff as Kagome moved closer to him, hoping that might slow Inuyasha down a bit. But Inuyasha was too far gone, because all he did was knock the staff and the miko to the ground and rammed into Miroku, sending him flying a good couple of feet back. Sango rushed to Kagome's side as the two girls watched on in horror.

Miroku hit the ground with a loud thud and a struggled shout of pain as the wind was knocked out of him. Inuyasha's demon was taking over slowly as the want for bloodshed grew larger in his mind. The hanyou circled the monk, watching his prey with unbridled anticipation and glee as the monk struggled to return to his feet.

As soon as Miroku would get close to standing up, Inuyasha would knock him back down again. Miroku couldn't take the taunting any more, though, and pulled out two ofuda.

As soon as Miroku got to his feet again, the hanyou charged, and the monk threw the ofuda in his direction, stunning him for a couple of minutes.

Using this as an opportunity, the monk scrambled to his feet and began to run towards the two girls. He knew, as well as everyone else included in this one-sided fight, that Miroku was no match for Inuyasha when he wasn't holding back.

Kagome rushed to Miroku's side, holding him close and whispering words of endearment and love in his ear. Inuyasha heard, of course, and his struggling was renewed as he broke through the spells of the opposing ofuda. He charged at the monk, claws fully retracted, and he smirked when he felt his claws rip through skin and muscle. He looked up, and it all seemed to go in slow motion.

The miko had jumped in the line of fire to save her beloved Monk and had taken the hit instead. As his claws dug into her shoulder, a purified jewel shard popped out and onto the floor amidst the blood that pooled quickly on the floor. The pain was too much for the girl and she just collapsed into the arms of Miroku, who cradled her lovingly.

"Ka… Kagome…"

Miroku left Kagome in Sango's hold as he sent ofuda after ofuda in Inuyasha's direction, pinning him flush against a tree. Miroku then scooped the unconscious and bleeding miko into his arms, pulling her as close to him as possible. He ran as fast as he could to Kaede's hut, grabbed Kirara, and was off to the Bone-Eater's Well before anyone could ask.