Akushisu
Chapter the Third - Changes

Early the next morning, birds chirped softly outside the room.

"Sango!" Miroku said.

"Wha?" Sango opened her eyes. "What is it Miroku?"

Miroku pushed her against the wall, not caring if he hurt her at all. He began to kiss her up and down her neck and also on her lips.

"Miroku, what're you doing?" She didn't mind the kissing, but he was being so forceful, so unlike Miroku.

He ripped her tie back out of her hair and ran his had roughly through it. "You will be mine!" he commanded. He wouldn't let her move at all.

"Miroku! Don't do this! You'll never forgive yourself!" Sango tried to push away but he was too strong.

He ripped off top part of her yukata. "Give yourself to me!" he said, pinning her arms to the ground.

"Miroku, stop this! There's something wrong with you! You don't want to do this, not the Miroku I know!"

He began to pull at her yukata until it became loose. "This is what I want, I want you!"

"Stop it!" Sango tried to push his hands away. "MIROKU!"

Miroku sat up. "Sango where is your... um, are you all right? Why do you seem frightened of me?" he asked.

"Miroku! What's wrong with you! How could you do that!"

"Do what?" he asked.

"Miroku, Look at me! You tore off my top and kept saying mean things!"

"Sango, I would never do that to you," said Miroku.

"You just did!" Sango could feel tears in her eyes!

"Oh, Sango, please don't cry! I can't remember anything, I admit I am somewhat of a lecher but I could never do that!"

Sango buried her face in his chest. "Miroku! Please!"

"What?" he asked, confused.

"Just shut up!" She cried into his chest. She didn't want to sound rude, but she wanted him to just be with her and hug her as she cried.

Suddenly Miroku grabbed his head.

"Miroku, are you okay?" Sango moved away and looked at him.

He tackled her and tore at her yukata again. "You will serve me and do so with out question! Do you understand?" he asked. He began to roughly kiss her neck again as he pinned her down.

"NO! I don't! Miroku come back to me! The Miroku I love!" Sango was squirming, trying to get him off her.

"Be my slave either willing or by force!" he said and tighten his grip. She couldn't move, it was almost as if he was trying to cause her pain.

"NO!" Sango spat at him.

"My pretty little slave girl, you have no choice here!" He straddled her waist. "Give into me!"

"NO! STOP IT!" Sango was trying to kick him, but her legs were being held down under his weight.

"Agree and I will let you go, if not it will be worse." He felt the end of the bindings around her breast, trying to undo them. Her arms were now pinned behind her back.

"NO! I will not, you ass! Let! Me! Go!" She tried to spit on him again.

He undid the wrappings. "Agree or guess what will come off next!" he laughed.

"NO! I WILL NOT! GET OFF ME YOU HENTAI!" Sango started to call him every bad word she knew.

Miroku took off her bindings completely and demanded she be his slave or she would suffer. Every time she said "no" he went after her with greater resolve.

"You pig! You bastard! Get the off me, damn it!"

"Agree and I will free you. I just want to hear you say you'll be my slave and I'll be satisfied."

"FINE! I'LL BE YOUR DAMN SLAVE! NOW GET OFF ME!"

Miroku did so, blinking. "SANGO? What happened to you?" He turned away a bit embarrassed.

Sango turned around and punched a hole in the wall. "MIROKU! You may not remember why, but I have half a mind to kill you!"

"Why?" he asked.

"You took of my yukata and forced me to say I'd be your slave!" Sango was now on the ground, knees pulled up to her chest and crying.

Miroku took off the navy part of his robe and put it around her, "If I did, Sango, I am sorry…" he said. "Please, my goddess, don't cry."

Sango clutched the robe around her and buried her face in her hands. "I can't keep doing this Miroku!"

"I have to go--my head." He ran out of the room and closed the door. He had to get away from Sango; something told him he must, to protect her.

Sango curled up on the floor, robe still wrapped around her, ready to run if that door opened.

Inuyasha and Kagome were already up and outside when they saw Miroku.

"Miroku?" she asked. "Miroku, what's wrong?"

"Miroku? What're you doing?" Inuyasha asked as well.

"Inuyasha, Kagome, stay away from me!" he shouted. "Kagome." His eyes flashed. "Come here."

Sango could only hear muffled voices, not the actually discussion, from outside.

"Should I Inuyasha?" she asked.

"Miroku?" Inuyasha looked at him and grabbed Kagome's hand, then let her go over to Miroku, still holding her hand in case something was wrong with Miroku.

Miroku hit Inuyasha back with his staff and began to force Kagome to kiss him.

"Stop!" she cried.

Inuyasha growled and ripped him away from Kagome. "You horny monk, stay away from my Kagome!"

"What did I do?" he asked.

"You kissed Kagome!"

"When?" he asked.

"JUST NOW!" Inuyasha was NOT happy with him playing dumb.

"Something has happened to me, first Sango, now Kagome," he whispered. "I am sorry Kagome, and you, too, Inuyasha."

Inuyasha wasn't sure if he could trust him so he pulled Kagome behind him.

Miroku came inside, into the room Sango was in. "Sango?" he asked.

Sango looked up. "What?" she asked warily.

"I don't know what has happened to me," he said.

Sango nodded. "Yeah."

"Please don't hate me." He fell to his knees and bowed his head before her.

Sango sighed and tilted his head up with her hand under his chin. "Miroku..."

"Sango," he whispered, not daring to look at her.

"Please don't be like this...it wasn't you...it was like a yami of you..."

"But I am a monk; that is not to happen."

"Ano..." Sango didn't know what to say, she couldn't accept out-right but she couldn't shun him either...

"Just tell me you don't hate me, please. My dear Goddess Sango."

"I could never hate you, Miroku!"

"Thank you," said Miroku and waited for her outside.

"Miroku." Inuyasha had relaxed a bit.

"Master Inuyasha," he replied.

Inuyasha scrunched his face up at the title. "What the hell?"

"I should leave you all perhaps…" he said, looking off in the distance.

"What are you talking about, Miroku?" came a voice from behind him.

"I cannot even look at you..." he said.

"Why not? Miroku, you're not leaving me!" Sango clenched her hands into fists.

"I have to, unless..." he said.

"Unless what, Miroku? What can I do to make you stay?"

"Inuyasha." He tuned to look at Inuyasha.

"What?"

"We are friends?" Miroku asked.

"Yeah..."

"Please use your Kaze no Kizu on me?" Miroku knelt on one knee before Inuyasha as if he was ready to accept his fate.

"What! Are you asking me to kill you?"

"Please, Inuyasha, use the Wind Scar," said Miroku.

Inuyasha looked at Kagome, then Sango, fear in his eyes.

"Poor Miroku..." Kagome whispered to Inuyasha.

"What am I supposed to do?" Inuyasha asked Kagome.

Sango was frozen in her place. "Miroku...You don't want to die...do you?"

"I have no choice--Inuyasha, do it please," said Miroku.

Inuyasha drew in his breath, and did as his was told. "KAE NO KIZU!" he shouted.

"MIROKU!"

"MY HEAD!" said Miroku, getting up. "WIND TUNNEL!" he sucked in the force of Inuyasha's attack!

Inuyasha stood there, gapping.

"Miroku!"

"Now for you, you despicable hanyou and these girls will be my slaves." He slowly advanced on Inuyasha.

Inuyasha readied to attack with his claws, he didn't know WHAT would happen!

"WIND TUNNEL!" shouted Miroku.

Inuyasha dug the Tetsusaiga into the ground and tried to hold on. Yet Inuyasha came closer and closer to the void.

"No!" Inuyasha shouted, still trying to hang on.

At the last second Miroku closed it off. "Why am I still alive?" he asked.

Inuyasha dropped to the ground tired as ever.

"The wind tunnel," said Kagome. "It's too powerful."

Inuyasha nodded, agreeing with Kagome.

"Miroku..." Sango whispered behind him.

"What happened?" Miroku was confused.

"Y-you tried to use your kazanna on me, Miroku," Inuyasha said, taking sharp breaths.

"But I thought you were going to use the Wind Scar on me," Miroku replied.

"I did," Inuyasha replied simply.

"Then why am I alive?" Miroku couldn't understand.

"Your Wind Tunnel managed to suck up the force of my attack."

"Perhaps if you, Kagome, use you arrow from the other side... I could not take both of them in," said Miroku.

"I can't do that, Miroku!"

"MIROKU! Why are you so intent on us killing you?"

"Because I am dangerous to you all! And everyone else," he said, "and it is against the monk's code to kill one's self," Miroku said.

"Yeah! Well it's against the Inuyasha code to kill your damn friends!" Inuyasha shot back.

"There is something inside me I can't stop it from getting out unless I'm dead! I could do everything Naraku has done and more, yet when I come to I won't remember anything!"

"SO? We'll just... lock you up?"

"INUYASHA!" cried Sango.

"Please Sango, something must be done," Miroku said. "Remember to tie my hands; it seems I won't worry about using my wind tunnel on anyone or anything."

Sango brushed away the fallen tears and nodded.

Miroku still refused to look at her. He went back in the room Sango had nursed him back to health in, and he wanted to see her beautiful face once again, for he did love her.

Sango went into the room as well. "Miroku?" she whispered as she kneeled down.

"Sango…" he said he face was hidden from her.

"Please, just give me one last kiss..."

"I'll give you more than that, my pretty little slave!" Miroku pinned her arms behind her back once again, he had some how untied his own hands!

"Damn it! I should have seen that coming!" Sango cursed herself as she struggled out of his grasp. "Miroku. I love you. What ever you do, I always will."

Miroku threw her to the floor and began to undress her again, a look of malice on his face. He undid her hair, it flowed around her shoulders.

"Miroku. I'll give you to the count of three. One..."

He made it so she couldn't move as he began to kiss her.

Sango clamped her mouth shut so he could not do anything with his tongue.

Her yukata was gone in a flash. He traced the line of her bindings. "You will be mine forever, you can't escape this."

Sango tried to wiggle out of his grasp. Bad move, it made her breast more exposed, even with the wrappings.

Miroku unbound her. "Now want to try to escape again?"

"You PERVERT!"

"Sango? Please tell me I didn't do this again!" cried Miroku.

Sango's eyes went wide. "NO! MIROKU! Don't you dare!" She was afraid he'd do something... baka-ish.

Miroku did something Sango thought she never see...he began to cry.

"Miroku? No, please don't cry!" Sango, despite her nudity, hugged Miroku.

"Can you not see why I want to die?" asked.

"Can you not see dying is not the answer? Can you not see I love you? Can you not see we will get through this?"

"How? I am becoming pure evil." He would never look at her face again, he couldn't, after what some part of him did.

"Miroku, we'll find away, I don't care what happens; I don't want to loose you."

"What do you suggest, Sango?"

"I don't know! But I have to think of something!"

"It's killing me to fight this, Sango! I can't fight this much longer," Miroku whispered.

"Then take me with you. Take me to the dark side..." Sango whispered into his ear.