Chapter 6 Note from Author Stewie2kill:

And Now after much blood (notreally), sweat (buckets!), and tears (of joy ), I present to you the highly controversial Chapter of Truths, Moonlight. Please note that the following DOES contain sexual activity of the yaoi type, if you don't know waht yaoi is then you probably should not be reading this. Yaoi refers to MaleXMale Sexual interaction/attraction and while the previous chapters were merely Shounen Ai, this one blasts the story into fullout Yaoi mode. Enjoy. And remember don't read of you are not supposed to, you know who you are... (I have to put that.)

Chapter 6

(Moonlight)

The next day Inuyasha was no where to be found at first, but Miroku knew that he would be back. He knew that his time spent gone varied almost directly with the amount of mental and physical stress he underwent and last nights affairs were nothing more than draining. The good news though was that the weather, while still stormy and windy, was slowly letting up. Sango said that it would probably take till tomorrow till things were made bearable for traveling conditions though which meant that the group would be spending only one more night in the clearing.

By mid-day the hanyou finally showed up, his excuse being that he was "hungry as hell" and couldn't stand smelling the food without having any. Miroku smiled a little to himself as the hanyou sat opposite him, avoiding eye contact. Miroku was simply glad that the hanyou hadn't run off too far or done something worse. After lunch the group simply moped around doing a lot of nothing. Kagome had brought a game back from her own time that resembled a game of their own called Badduk. Miroku was curious and asked what it was called and was told that it was called checkers.

Miroku watched Kagome and Shippou play as Sango sat by the brooks bank and pet the two tailed demon cat, Kirara which sat curled up in her lap apparently quite content with the weather which was slowly beginning to clear up. Inuyasha had wandered off again and Miroku couldn't quite blame him, especially after what had happened the previous nights. The monk was still hitting himself for everything that had happened, occasionally trying to calm himself by saying that it wasn't his fault but unfortunately that didn't do much because it was, in point of fact, his fault.

Miroku couldn't quite contain himself by the time dusk descended upon the group and quickly enquired as to the hanyou's whereabouts while the night time fire was being lit. The storm had completely dissipated by now leaving only stars and a completely full moon hanging in the sky, a touch of sunlight still visible only slightly on a few overhanging clouds. Kagome was the first to agree with Miroku's question and Sango simply replied the usual "He's probably just off sulking don't worry."

"I'm not worried!" Miroku said towards the demon slayer before gazing back into the flames.

This was of course a complete lie and most probably a blatant one. Miroku was quite worried about where the hanyou had slipped off too and was on the brink of finding him himself. He waited a few more minutes trying to coax his brain into calming down but it was no use. Miroku was worried; Inuyasha had only been seen one time that day and had only eaten one time that day and there was hardly any way that he could be feeling really good. Slowly Miroku raised himself off of the ground.

"I'm gonna go try and find Inuyasha, you guys stay here." He said as he looked around at the two miko and the small kitsune who were sitting around the fire and happily enjoying their meal of fish from the brook.

"But aren't you hungry Miroku?" Sango asked a suddenly worried expression on her face.

Miroku shook his head and started to walk towards the brush where Inuyasha had last been spotted. Slowly Miroku entered the woods, using his staff to push through some of the thicker brush but soon found that he had no need of doing so as the woods gradually turned into a sort of pine forest with a slight trail running through it. Miroku set his sights on the trail and simply hoped that he might run into the hanyou as he proceeded on it. Inuyasha was quite notorious for going off trail so that no one would find him and Miroku, while his position as a monk might indicate to many that he enjoyed off trail hikes, decidedly hated off trail hikes.

As he followed the trail he saw that it began to slowly lead towards the brook's bank and things were suddenly becoming a lot more wet. Miroku felt his foot descend upon soft moss and looked around himself. The place was just short of a heaven in Miroku's eyes, who normally didn't have the privilege of good housing. The moonlight fell through Oak and Pine trees alike casting soft moonlit patches upon the soft green moss below him and the not too distant sound of the babbling brook was chattering. On top of it all there were fireflies all around, lighting up the desolate place and seemingly creating a vast amount of life.

He fought the strong urge to stay where he was and continued to walk along the now extremely mossy path before he heard a familiar voice and slowed his pace down. Inuyasha was not too far off sitting against a tree in a mossy clearing. His shape was not definable and neither was the clearing as it was surrounded by ferns and many different types of plant life. Miroku decided to simply sit nearby and listen to the hanyou, whom he hoped might warm up to him a little bit after almost an entire day of sulking. Slowly he sat his back on a tree nearby and listened intently, hoping to catch every word said.

Inuyasha's amber eyes were fixed on the rushing stream, which glowed in the moonlight. His back was set on a mossy slope which a tree's gnarled root had slowly formed over the years. He had been thinking the entire day and was most certainly not looking forward to having to travel the next day.

"Damn that monk!" He spat as he looked around him at the glowing mossy ground. "I can't say anything or do anything! It's not right! I shouldn't love him!"

Inuyasha caught his breath slightly and closed his eyes, letting the soft glow of the full moon filter through his eye-lids. It was so peaceful and Inuyasha let the sounds slowly lull him into a deeper trance. Think Inuyasha! Something that doesn't relate to him! Water! No, you can see him in that. Crickets! No, reminds me of a field! Moon?

"Damnit!" Inuyasha spouted harshly as he opened his eyes back up looking at the water slowly spill over smooth stones, the image softly reflected in his glowing eyes. "It's no use!"

Inuyasha started to close his eyes again when a sniff of the air and the crack of a twig sent his senses into panic mode. It wasn't too long however before the culprit revealed himself to the hanyou, who merely forced himself to remain as calm as he could and reply.

"Ok monk." Inuyasha said growing even more so pissed off by the second. "It's time you fessed up as to how long you've been there."

Miroku's form slowly passed Inuyasha's own and walked forward towards the water's edge, looking down into the water which shimmered in the glowing light.

"Long enough Inuyasha." Miroku said as he looked at his water-entangled reflection floating amongst the rocks and stones.

Inuyasha wasn't surprised nor was he angry when the monk said this. Before he had felt so much anger and anxiousness towards the monk, maintaining the belief that it was his fault for Inuyasha's own self problems, however now he was more accepting of the truth that it was really his own fault for letting himself get tangled up in anything as bad as love.

Inuyasha watched the monk who was still standing at the edge of the brook, his head held to the moon above now rather than below towards the water. Love does nothing for me but torture me and it's always my fault! Inuyasha thought to himself, his glowing amber eyes fixed upon the figure at the brook's edge. Kikyou, Kagome, and now Miroku, they're all my fault!

Inuyasha felt his eyes slowly burn with a sensation that he hadn't felt in quite a long time. Damn! Not here! Not now! But no matter how hard he begged in his mind, he couldn't help the silent, hot streaks that dazzled slowly down his soft hanyou cheeks.

"Inuyasha…" Miroku said as he turned his head over his shoulder to face the hanyou at last, his glowing hair blowing slightly in a sudden warm breeze cast by the mid-summer's night.

"Y-Yea" Inuyasha replied hastily as he tried to mop up the tears that streaked down his face; he couldn't let the monk know that he had been crying.

"I'm glad." Miroku said as he turned his whole body and walked over to where Inuyasha's red cloaked body sat and bent down, kneeling on one leg and looking intently into a pair of very sad, very surprised, and very confused amber eyes.

At first Inuyasha didn't know what to make of it, the monk was simply staring into his eyes. I'm glad? Inuyasha repeated in his mind astonished. How can he be glad? Glad that I care about him that way? No, there's a mistake somewhere. Inuyasha's head was swimming with questions and none of them seemed to have answers. Why was Miroku glad? How long had he truly been eavesdropping and the most paramount question in his own mind was the one that had been haunting him for two nights, did Miroku love him?

Inuyasha looked to his left, his amber eyes following the brook until it met with where the forest started again. There was so much that needed answering, and so little time. He slowly opened his mouth to speak.

"Look monk," He said as calmly as he possibly could with Miroku being within arms reach distance, "You must have misunderstood something somewhere because I was saying that I loved you, not that I didn't."

There were two distinct sounds that suddenly occurred, bringing Inuyasha's attention back to the monk in front of him. The first was the sound of a staff being thrown into the ground and the second were two nearly silent thumps of a pair of hands slamming down on either side of the hanyou.

Inuyasha looked at the form that was now so close to him. The monk had his head down, his hair covering his face entirely.

"M-Miroku." Inuyasha asked tremblingly. He was so close, close enough to smell the perfume, close enough to smell his skin, his sweat, his sadness.

"Inuyasha…" Miroku said looking back up to face the hanyou completely. Their eyes met, glowing violet mingling with liquid amber.

"N-Yea." Inuyasha said as he felt his face flush over with a strawberry blush, glowing into the night. He wasn't even trying to hide it this time, he knew it was too late to hide anything by now.

Miroku leaned in slightly and shifted his left arm onto Inuyasha's right shoulder. Slowly he closed his eyes as his lips met with the hanyou's own. Inuyasha felt his eyes close and a tingle run straight from his lips all the way through his throat and throughout his body focusing in his groin and legs. The monk's lips were so soft upon his own, so innocent and sweet. Inuyasha couldn't quite help himself as he shot his tongue forth and met with the monks. Ecstasy and bliss were one as Inuyasha felt his soul connect slowly with the monks. He didn't want this to end; he wanted to be locked in the kiss forever, but he knew it couldn't last, after all not much in his life did. To his surprise, Inuyasha felt himself push forward and fight for the right to enter the monk's lips. Slowly however Miroku stopped and closed his lips back upon Inuyasha's own.

Miroku slowly pulled away and opened his eyes again, the violet showing a sign of relief and a sign of pleasure.

"It's your choice Inuyasha…" he said, his hand still on the hanyou's right shoulder sending shivers of ecstasy throughout his body. He shouldn't continue! It wasn't right, but, if this wasn't right then was love truly wrong? Inuyasha mumbled something slowly as he opened one eye. He slowly felt something take over as he gave in to the desire and passion of the moment. Dreams could simply not amount to what Inuyasha felt for the man before him at that exact moment as he slowly made his move.

Inuyasha grabbed the monk's right arm and thrust himself forward, locking his lips together again with the monk who slowly backed down onto the ground. His mind was dizzy with passion and his reactions caught up with the pleasure of the moment, the only thing that mattered was the monk who now lay before him. Inuyasha slid his right arm out of his kimono before locking lips again with the monk, using the time to pull his other arm out.

Miroku moaned, his voice being muffled by the mouth of the hanyou that was on top of him. He was now in serious need of relief as he felt his member throb, hitting the hanyou's leg and extracting another deep gasp from his mouth. Breathe, He thought as he felt his top kimono slide off, the hanyou's bareness sliding against his own, just breathe.

Inuyasha cast aside the monk shirt and drew his mouth from Miroku's, trailing it down onto his chest. Another deep moan escaped his mouth into the moonlit night. The air was intoxicating with the smell of sweat, perfume, and arousal, egging on the hanyou to proceed at no disappointment on the monk's behalf. Inuyasha continued sucking and nibbling slightly away at the man's chest, using the time to make another quick and hidden move.

The man before him let out a gasp as he felt the hanyou's right hand grasp his hard member, the kisses upon his chest never halting. An unknown pleasure shot through him as the hanyou abandoned his through the pants technique and kicked his own pants off before casting aside the monk's.

Once again Inuyasha grasped the monk's hard member but this time grasped his own as well and held both in his hand, squeezing lightly and thrusting. Miroku let out another gasp that was quickly gulped down by an eager Inuyasha. Skin and hair mixed with the sensual ingredient of need as they continued, Miroku getting slightly more anxious.

Miroku felt helpless and useless and sought a way to change it, finding his opportunity when the hanyou let go of his member. Miroku extended his left arm and laid his palm upon his partners sweating chest, feeling his heart rate increase as his own tongue met Inuyasha's chest. Inuyasha couldn't help but let out a moan, a new found pleasure being excited throughout his body. Miroku rolled the hanyou over onto his back, the soft moss providing a natural safety carpet.

Inuyasha's throat closed in ultimate ecstasy as the other man trailed his tongue all the way onto his member, encircling his manhood entirely before lightly kissing the head. Inuyasha wanted to scream but knew he couldn't, as it might alert the others. He wanted to do so much but found himself unable to do anything as the process continued, making his body immobile and helpless. Miroku continued to suck as he jutted his hand lightly onto the skin between the man's entrance and his manhood, stroking slightly and drawing several shudders of both body and breath.

Inuyasha shuddered and felt himself buck in a last attempt for final pleasure as he peaked, falling helplessly upon the ground breathing hard and fast. Slowly Inuyasha felt the man touch his lips to his own; his lips still dripping with Inuyasha's shimmering treat.

At that moment Inuyasha felt as though he were whole for once. He didn't want to fight Naraku or argue with anyone and his head was clear as his silver hair lay sprawled softly upon the mossy ground. Miroku, who needed very little to peak ,did so by giving his own member a couple of good jerks and laid his head silently upon Inuyasha's shining chest. Miroku slowly felt himself falling fast asleep to the sound of his new found lovers' heartbeat and breath. Peace at last, was his final thought as his closing eyes gazed into half lidded amber ones, still inhaling the scent of love made and sweet sweat.

Inuyasha chuckled slightly and closed his eyes, his right hand grasped with the monks left. Love was finally made aware to him that night, and so shall its rewards and failures be relinquished upon him throughout his life. He inhaled the scent and felt a cool breeze ruffle his bangs and sweep all over his bare body. Nothing, he thought, Nothing can separate me from him. Moonlight fell upon the sleeping bodies of two spent men as the night carried on, leaving behind the tired souls who slept.

(((T)))