A/N: I have nothing to say really but yeah. So how was every ones day? (Scoff, like I really want to know). I hope everyone likes this story. And I still haven't gotten any really good Naruto stories yet. In my A/N in the last chapters I explained that this would be a short story with about 10 chappies in it, well scratch that. I decided to do this whole complicated thing with Shippo and his conspiracy to steal Sango away from Miroku. Sigh… anyways enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
Chappie # 5 At The Amusement Park"Hey Miroku! Lets go on that ride." Sango shouted over the crowd as she dragged Miroku onto the Tea Cup ride. They sat down in their seat and waited for the ride to start. When the ride started Sango waited a few more seconds before she grabbed the wheel and started twisting and spinning it. Miroku was flung back into his seat by the force of Sango's spinning. His body was swinging left and right as Sango twisted the wheel even faster and started giggling when she saw how nauseated Miroku looked. Miroku couldn't help but feel sick when his empty stomach swished.
"Sango I think you should stop now." Miroku pleaded as he clutched his stomach and mouth with both hands. But since both hands were occupied he was swung right into Sango's body so that she lost her grip and she fell back to her seat with Miroku on top of her. Miroku gripped Sango's shoulder and Sango tried to push him off but the cup was still spinning and gravity was being a bitch by forcing him to stay down. When the ride finally stopped both were dizzy.
"Go get a room!" Someone screamed as Sango realized what this must look like. She shoved Miroku off and smoothed out her clothing. She walked off the ride rather quickly with a flustered and dazed Miroku in tow.
Sango bought some cotton candy and sat down on a nearby bench to eat. Miroku sat down with a thump and shook his head to clear it.
"That was interesting." Said Miroku.
"Want some?" Sango asked as she shoved her cotton candy under Miroku's nose. He looked at it and shook his head.
"Only if I get to eat it off of you…"
"In your dreams." Sango simply put it.
When Sango was finished with her candy she shoved the stick down Miroku's shirt and skipped off. The confused Miroku dug out the stick and tossed it into the trash before running off to catch up with Sango
They went on a few more rides before Sango got tired. Sango sat down on a concrete bench and Miroku followed.
"Sango koi, don't tell me you are bored already." Miroku huffed playfully.
Sango laughed and replied, "To bad, I am bored."
Miroku frowned and thought that Sango was a very difficult woman to please. Miroku knew exactly how to please her but doubted Sango would let him even suggest what he had in mind.
Sango smiled and winked at Miroku. Before Miroku could say anything someone interrupted their conversation.
"Sango, how nice it is to see you again. I didn't think it would be so soon though." Shippo's voice chimed as he waved to her. Both Miroku's and Sango's face fell a little. Not enough for the kitsune to notice though. He walked over to Sango and forced himself down between Miroku and Sango. What the hell! I can't believe Shippo just did that, that is so rude. Who asked him to forced his sweet, sweet juicy ass…drool… what am I thinking? Kami why did he have to show up! I don't even like him, though he is cute… I wonder if Miroku would go with a threesome? Ah! My thoughts are littered with trashed! Go away!
"Oh hello Shippo." Sango said with fake cheer to her voice.
"This is what you were busy with?" asked Shippo as he eye balled a fuming Miroku, "You know I could have taken you to the amusement park if you had decided to drop what you were busy with and gone with me instead."
"Gomen but Sango prefers not to go with losers." Miroku stated heatedly. This is gonna be interesting. Thought Sango.
"Really? Then why is she with you?" Shippo retorted standing up. "Because she doesn't go out with losers like you!" Miroku snapped. "Ha! Big words for a small man." bit the taller kitsune.
"Yeah, well this small man has got something that makes up for his height!"
"If that were true then you wouldn't be ugly!" Yelled Shippo.
"Oh, so you're saying that you'd know whether a man is attractive or not!" Miroku shot back.
Shippo's temper flared and he clutched his fist.
I should stop this fight before it gets out of hand, who ever thought two men would be fighting over me? I know I never did.
Miroku smirked, "Have nothing to say? Is it because you know that I am right?"
"If you are right then everyone else would be a genius!" Shippo spat.
"In exception of you! Because you don't have a brain!"
"Well if I don't have a brain then your IQ must be below dirt!"
"You don't know who your talking to, besides dirt is what I step on and it about to be you!" Miroku yelled. He was getting pissed off. He never liked the waiter in the first place.
Shippo had enough he swung his balled fist at Miroku's face. His fist was caught in mid swing and Miroku upper cut him in the jaw. Shippo grabbed his jaw and felt the bruise that was going to form. His fist flew at Miroku again and this time landed in his gut. Miroku clutched his stomach and then ran at Shippo. Shippo was tackled to the hard dirt ground and then punched multiple times in the face. He wasn't bleeding but Miroku's punches where hard enough to begin to form bruises on youkai skin.
In the mean time Sango knew she couldn't break up the two because she was physically weaker so she called the police officials in the park over to the feuding men. The policemen pulled the two men apart and dragged them off to a secluded building to fill out forms. Shippo was named as the cause of the whole fight. Miroku got out earlier then expected and Shippo was held for a while longer to fill out forms for assaulting Miroku first, which pissed Shippo off greatly.
Sango looked at Miroku as he stepped out of the room. His face was bleeding. He had several cuts on him. A couple on the side of his eyebrows, two on his bottom lip, one on his upper lip and another cut right under his left eye.
"Miroku? Are you okay?" asked Sango with a concerned voice. She was beginning to feel badly for Miroku, she was the whole cause of it. If she had simply just told Miroku to just fuck off then this wouldn't have happened.
"Yeah I'm okay." Miroku lied, everything on his face was hurting. Sango saw through the lie.
"Come one Miroku lets get you to a bathroom. We gotta clean those cuts." Sango dragged Miroku all the way around the amusement park, which was tiring, and people looked at him questioningly, as if he would tell them what happened. Sango found an unoccupied family restroom and threw Miroku inside and locked the door. Sango grabbed a paper towel (the nice cotton ones, not the icky brown ones) and rinsed it with warm water. She pulled Miroku over to the sink and started dabbing Miroku's cuts. Sango couldn't help but feel funny at her closeness to his face. It was oddly comforting and gave her a funny feeling in her stomach.
Oh no! Don't tell me I have a crush on this bastard! Ah! I think I have a crush on him… (Sigh) Kami this is awkward being so close to his face. Now if only I can get closer…
By the time Sango noticed that she leaning into Miroku's body he had already wrapped his arms around her waist. His back leaned against the sink as Sango started to rub the bleeding scratches on his face. He saw Sango give him a confused look when she finally noticed that his arms were around her and then she shrugged. I guess that means she doesn't mind… Sango's face was inches from his as she came in closer, still dabbing at his cheek.
"Does your face hurt Miroku?" Sango asked.
"Some what…"
"Oh."
"But my lips hurt the most."
"Oh." Sango looked at his lips, which she didn't even touch yet and began to clean them with the moist towel. Sango's body was pressed against his and she couldn't help but revel in the feeling of him one her. She blushed and turned away to cough nervously while Miroku stroked her back to soothe her fitted coughs.
"You okay?" Miroku teased.
"Yeah."
Sango began cleaning the blood from his lips again. His face was all neat and sparkly when Sango was done. She smile and told him she was finished and tried to pull out of his grasp but Miroku held on fast.
"Sango koi, my lips still hurt."
"Don't you have a bottle of aspirin in the car?"
"Yes but I like it when someone kisses my booboos."
"Okay then, when we get outside I'll ask one of the men if they are willing to kiss your booboos Miroku, now let go."
"I don't want a man to kiss my booboo." Miroku said as he grinned.
Oh Kami! I know where he's getting at! Should I or should I not? Kami I would love to kiss those lips of his… Gee what should I do? I know!
Sango looked into Miroku's eyes and her eyes softened. She wrapped her arms around his neck tenderly and dropped the towel into the sink behind him. Her face came closer into his and she placed a small soft kiss on his wounds. She kissed all three of them tenderly. She was about to pull away when Miroku's hand traveled up to her head and pressed her mouth to his again. The kiss was longer and Sango came out of it to gasp for breath. She liked kissing him. She came back in for another kiss, intent on frenching him this time. She opened her mouth and slid her warm wet tongue over one of his cuts tasting the copper flavor. Miroku opened his mouth and let her in. She caressed his tongue with hers and began exploring his mouth as he did the same to her Sango couldn't help but feel all the feelings and emotions rushing through her body. Miroku was like her high, he made her feel better.
Sango hugged Miroku closely to her body and drubbed her chest against his. She quickly sucked in some air as she felt a throb between her legs. Look at what he did! He turned you into a horn ball, stop it now! Didn't your mom say that kissing gets you pregnant? Look at you, you probably got pregnant 100 times over by now.
Miroku started to get hard as Sango's form rubbed against his. Sango wasn't stupid, she knew what she was doing to Miroku and was actually enjoying it. They were breathing on each other heavily as Miroku began pressing himself into her. By now Miroku moved off the sink and onto the wall, pinning Sango. He nuzzled her neck and drew searing hot kisses from behind her ear all the way down her neck. His hands slid down her waist and behind her. He cupped her firm bottom between his hands and then slid his hands in between her legs behind her. He pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his own waist. Sango scooted her body up and hung onto Miroku's form.
Sango's skin was beginning to burn under Miroku's hot touch. She wanted him, but would she regret it? Miroku's pant's tightened over his erection. He grinded his erection in between Sango's legs, which made her moan softly in response. Miroku bit his lower lip he had to stop this. Before he could think of anything else there was a loud knock on the door. It banged consistently and Miroku called out.
"Who the hell is it!"
"Oh, is someone in there. I'm sorry I thought there was no one in there, no wonder the door is locked. Well sorry." The voice wandered off into silence.
He gave Sango one last kiss before setting her down on the ground. She frowned up at him as he let go of her lips.
"Sango dear, we can't do much in a public bathroom."
A/N: So how do ya like them apples!
