Thank you so uch you guys for such a great response to Chapter 10! I wasn't how you'd take the depth of the last chapter along with the depth of Chapter 9, so I'm glad you liked. Our gang are relocating for a little while, so expect all the humor and fluffy, awkwards moments you usually get from me. BTW, I'm glad Jeremy's so popular with you guys. I figured it was too hard to keep referring to it as "manhood" or "erection" or "penis" or "down south" or whatever, so I figured they should just have names so I'd get to avoid dick and cock and other meaningless terms. Jeremy gets a run for his money pretty early on in this chapter by the way!

BTW: I know how bad of me this is, but I'm having the Grammys in Italy as well next chapter...bad writing slap on the wrist... xxx

I did get a question from a reviewer about how come I let Inu and Kag get so close to a full out love proclamation last time and didn't let it happen. Firstly, I don't want my baby to end so soon, and like I said, they really aren't ready yet. Soon, but not yet. Remember Inuyasha has his issues, and Kagome told you hers. I have already written the scene where they say "I love you" to each other on a sudden burst of inspiration, and have started their lemon (which is a whole lot more difficult to write than I thought!). Sango and Miroku will get together prolly next chapter, so no worries for them. P.S. V.IMPORTANT After our couples hook up, I'll write at LEAST three more chapters, as I hate when they hook up and you don't get to see how they function in a relationship in fanfics, so no worries on that point!

P.P.S. VVVVVVVV IMPORTANT: I need song ideas for each of our characters for Chapter 12/13 okay? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE COULD YOU GIVE ME SOME, CAUSE I WANT SONGS EVERYONE CAN RELATE TO. NOT DJ MIXALOT BIG BUTTS SONG FOR MIROKU PLEASE! Sorry, but everyone says that song... THANKS XXX I HAVE SOME IN MIND FOR THEM ALREADY, BUT I WANT YOU GUYS TO BE INVOLVED TOO, SO ANY SUGGESTIONS WOULD BE WELCOME. Well known songs please, seeing as I want as many people as possible to know the song, or at least get the lyrics. So scroll through your music people! xxx

LEMON CHAPTER Sango and Miroku! For you minors out there, I'll say when it begins and ends, okay?

Disclaimer: I don't own the boy, I just drool over him, got it?

Alrighty then, presenting (drum roll and mariachi band):

Chapter 11: Viva Italiana! LEMON

"Oooooh Kagome!" Kouga trilled out the next morning, sauntering down the hallway towards to Inuyasha's room. The early morning sunlight filtered through the huge bay windows and Kouga could hear the sounds of Inuyasha's twelve-foot waterfall in the little glade he had in the grounds. All was right and grand with the world, and would be righter and grander once he'd gone to deliver his news to Kagome.

"Kouga, WHAT CAT ARE YOU STRANGLING DOWN THERE?" Sango squawked out over the house intercom, making Kouga's lip curl in distaste. Typical, he thought, that Inuyasha would have an intercom so he could have wannabe phone sex with his hoes around his house. He KNEW Jeremy couldn't really stay up nine hours straight...

"Well didn't SOMEBODY get up on the wrong side of Miroku's bed this morning, sunshine!" Kouga said cheerfully. Hey, he figured, as long as he was on a trail of destruction, he should at least make it count. Besides, the two toddlers belonged together. They were good drinking buddies at least.

"Excuse me asshole, but Miroku's not IN this...AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!" Sango screamed out, zipping off the intercom, presumably to pummel Miroku out of the bed. Kouga grinned with satisfaction, and continued on his journey down the hall to find Kagome and wake her up.

Not that he didn't love Ayame or anything, but he'd always have a soft spot for Kagome. Or rather, a hard spot, that went by the name of Myron. (AN: YES IT'S JEREMY'S ARCH NEMESIS!). Myron began to wake up a little as he thought back to their time together.

Kouga arrived at the door, and banged it open, yelling for all he was worth. "Morning Kag! I gotta suggestion for ya!"

Shock.

Horror.

Disgust.

From stiffing up to limp as a noodle in two seconds flat.

That was what Kouga felt when he saw Inuyasha and Kagome nestled up together in the vast bed, clinging to each other like pieces of a puzzle, fitting almost perfectly.

And yet, they snored on. Yes, they both snored, Inuyasha huge chesty ones, and Kagome breathy, soft, baby snores. How disgustingly adorable...Kouga figured it wouldn't last much longer now, as he cleared his throat extremely loudly and obnoxiously, leaning in the doorjamb, grossed out not only with what was in front of him, but with Myron's lackluster performance.

Hehehehe, Kouga chuckled to himself, as all hell broke loose in front of him...

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"YOU SICK, DISGUSTING, TOUCHY FEELY, ASS LICKING, MAKEUP SLATHERING, USELESS, SON-OF-A –BITCH! HOW DARE YOU PLACE YOUR ASS IN MY BED, WHEN WE WERE DRUNK FOR GOD'S SAKE AND EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION? HUH? ANSWER ME!" Sango screamed, whacking Miroku with her discarded spike heel shoe every other word.

"Sango, honestly my dear, I have no recollection of how we ended up together!" Miroku cried plaintively as he cowered in Sango's wardrobe.

"Like hell you don't!" Sango insisted, her hair dishevelled from the effort involved in hitting the poor pervert whilst trying to keep from puking at the same time. Vodka and apple martinis, never a good thing...

"I really don't!" Mirok insisted, slowly standing up, and grabbing onto the wrist that held the shoe, standing eye to eye with Sango.

Their eyes locked under the morning sunlight of LA, and lit up their orbs, alerting each other to what swam within them. Though Sango's were covered in stale mascara and eyeliner, and Miroku's were all red and watery, they saw things they never expected to see.

Sango glimpsed in Miroku's eyes emotions of hurt, love, forgiveness, admiration, confusion and of course, that ever present sparkle of perverted mischief. Sango's heart glowed with warmth, the feeling spreading to the tips of her toes, making her feel like she could fly.

Miroku saw the guard and yet the passion in Sango's deep magenta eyes. He saw the happiness and yet the apprehension. He saw the arousal and yet the icyness. He saw Sango. His Sango. Fiery, passionate, loving, serious. Everything he loved, had loved, and would ever love stood before him in this moment.

"This can't keep happening, Miroku..." Sango said under her breath, keeping eye contact.

"We have to do something..." Miroku agreed, nodding slightly, keeping their otherwordly connection.

"How 'bout this?" Sango said, not a hint of a smile in her mouth, but complete joy in her eyes. Miroku's heart leapt into his throat as he saw the hidden elation, and was ready for her when she jumped onto him, wrapping her legs around her waist, her arms around his neck. She looked into his face for a long moment, searching for any sign of apprehension, any sign of not wanting what she about to do. She sighed in relief upon finding none, and plunged in, and for the first time, kissing Miroku first.

Not one to beat around the bush, Sango finally, after years of being a tough nut, dissolved her wall against the world, and opened it for Miroku, and poured all her love and devotion to him into that one kiss.

She dominated the kiss from the beginning, bringing his body closer to hers, stroking his jaw as she swept her tongue around his mouth. Miroku responded by letting them lean against the wall, returning her slaughter with his own mouth, pouring everything he had ever loved about the angel in his arms in her mouth.

So struck by the beauty and intensity of this kiss, which was so unlike the other they had shared, drunken, or bored, or just a little bit of satisfaction, tears began to run down Sango's cheeks, and she began to sob into Miroku's mouth.

Confused, Miroku made the kiss much gentler, almost nibbling on her lips, stroking her tears away with the pad of his thumb.

Unable to cope with this realization, Sango jumped down from Miroku, and with one last damp glance in his direction, and a choking sob, she ran from the room, slamming the door on a collapsed Miroku, who knelt, weeping on the floor.

(AN: God I'm crying...)

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"AFTER I TOLD YOU ALL OF THAT, THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS LEAP INTO BED WITH ME? AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT THIS WASN'T ON PURPOSE? IT WAS YOUR INNER DOG SPEAKING TO YOU?" Kagome yelled incredulously, standing on the bed, STILL in her dress, brandishing a pillow in Inuyasha's face.

Inuyasha stood with his own pillow, his shirt wrinkled from the efforts of fending off Kagome and her nasty pillow right hook, and spitting up feathers YET again, stupid chickens...

"I didn't touch you bitch! Were you not paying any kind of attention at all?" Inuyasha asked.

"TIME!" Kouga yelled, making the time out motion with his hands.

"THE FUCK?" The blaring couple asked, both shooting daggers at Kouga with their glares.

"Well before I interrupted your little, " Kouga raised his eyebrow at this, " love nest, I was coming to tell you that I booked first class tickets for us all to leave for Italy tonight! I believe Inuyasha knows some...friends there, don't you?" Kouga smirked evilly, reveling in the look of horror and the vein in Inuyasha's forehead, twitching away.

"Friends? What friends? All the rest of Inuyasha's friends besides us are the WHORES CONSTANTLY WORKING TO GET JEREMY TO STAND UP!" Kagome yelled shaking her pillow at him again.

"You WHAT? You know who Jeremy is?" Inuyasha yelled back, almost dropping his pillow in shock.

"Oh yeah, and believe me, he's not so big..."Kagome said, smirking at him.

"I'll have you know, Jeremy's..." Inuyasha cut himself off before things got embarrassing.

"Listen wolf, what do you know?" Inuyasha hissed, grabbing Kouga's collar and pulling him towards him.

"Now now now, Inuyasha, you don't want me to say anything in front of the lady now do you?" Kouga wheedled, completely unfazed.

"Why in fuck's name are we going to ITALY?" Inuyasha asked, with Kagome walking up beside him, having dumped her pillow on the mussed bed.

"Good question. I was thinking we'd have to go anyway cause of the Grammys and Emmys but if we left now we'd have vacationing time I guess..."Kagome considered, rational all of a sudden. PMS mood swings, evidently, Inuyasha thought to himself.

Screeching harpy to level headed human being in ten seconds flat, had to be a record.

"Uh yeah...that was why I figured we could go! Make a vacation out of it, you know!" Kouga said rapidly, a nervous smile plastered over his face as he kicked his feet, seeing as Inuyasha had hoisted him off the ground.

"That's a great idea Kouga!" Kagome said sweetly, scaring Inuyasha even more. She pecked him on the cheek, and leaned in close to Inuyasha's ear, speaking so softly even Kouga's youkai hearing didn't pick it up.

"Inuyasha...I don't care if they're Italian hookers you've had before, it's still cheating..." she said in a singsong voice, crossing over to her dresser, pulling out some clothes and heading to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

After showering, adding some mascara and lilac eyeshadow, alongside a cropped t shirt with "Kiss This, Bitch" streaked across the back, jeans and sneakers, she went to go and find her best friend.

On her way to what had been her rooms, (Kagome let out a very Inuyasha like growl at that thought), Kagome heard ragged, dry sobbing coming from the bathroom adjacent to the elevators in her lobby.

Curious by nature, Kagome knocked lightly on the door, and upon hearing no answer, she opened the door, only to see Sango curled up leaning against the bathtub, in floods of tears.

"Sango sweetie, what happened?" Kagome gasped, putting her arms around her friend and sitting on the floor next to her.

"I...I...I kissed Miroku..." Sango sobbed out.

"You do that all the time though!" Kagome said kindly.

"But this, this was huge, this was totally different. I couldn't release myself from this one. I ...I think I love him Kagome." Sango said, her terror of this new found fact shining in her soaked eyes.

"Sango, I could've told you that six months ago." Kagome said, smiling warmly at Sango.

"But how am I supposed to face him? I've been such a bitch to him, how can I just go up and say I love you?" Sango asked, throwing her handsup into the air.

"Listen Sango, and listen good. No shrink could ever tell you this." Kagome said, tilting Sango's chin up towards her face,

"If I paid them enough." Sango said, making her own joke.

"Shut up. Listen. You need to know in your heart that you love him, and judging by the fact you're in your pajamas at one in the afternoon and haven't even taken your makeup off, and in tears you do. Say what you want to say when you want to say it; fate will lead the way, honey. I know he loves you, and take it from me, I know love when I see it. So come on, we're flying to Italy tonight anyway, Kouga paid for us all, okay? I'll help you pack whilst you fix yourself up." Kagome grinned and patted Sango's back soothingly and left the bathroom after helping her up.

Sango smiled at her crusty reflection in the mirror, and feeling light as a feather, she chuckled to herself as she searched for her makeup removing wipes.

"If you know love when you see it, Kag, how come you can't see the love dancing around right under your nose?" Sango said quietly to herself.

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(AN: Yeah I know it's a rush, but no one needs arguments about packing, Sango and Miroku avoiding each other and other unimportant gunk...)

"How can one tiny person have so much CRAP for two weeks out of the country?" Inuyasha asked incredulously, as Kagome helped the plane pilot push in the last of four suitcases into the back of the first class section.

"Simple. I'm a girl." Kagome said nonchalantly, fully mellowed out and merry now, due to some vodka Inuyasha had slipped into her orange juice when he'd finally got sick of her walking around behind him with that pillow and beating him over the head with it just for elbowing her with his own when she wasn't looking.

Lucky she was a lightweight, Smirnoff vodka didn't go that far...

"Y'know, Inuyasha, it's really cool that you can get American Airlines to fly you places in this itty-bitty little plane area all by ourselves!" Kagome trilled, skipping into the plush interior and gazing round appreciatively.

The first class area was indeed a mini masterpiece. The seats were extremely wide, and reclined a full 180 degrees, with wireless internet services, electric points and drinks holders, plus a little butler all on board. The twelve seats were arranged with tons of legroom inbetween, in pairs fused together at the bottom. Inuyasha sighed upon seeing this, thinking that now he had to pair up with somebody, and seeing as no one was supposed to know he'd spiked Kagome (for her own safety and his sanity, he kept telling himself) that that someone would have to be her. It was a long flight to Italy too, 13 hours...With her...Well, he figured to himself, shrugging as he plopped down into the nearest seat, he'd either jump her bones right there and then, or they'd argue till the cows came home. Or at least till the plane landed.

Inuyasha sat. with a bored expression, straightening his black jeans and his black t-shirt with the phrase "Demonic Rage" strewn across the front with a opened button down red shirt on top. Complete with red Converses, Inuyasha pulled off the whole angsty rock dude.

Having yanked a now staggering Kagome down beside him and belted her in, he watched as the rest filed on. Lately, he'd been so preoccupied with his issues with Kagome, he hadn't paid much attention to his other friends. Memo to self, schedule guy time with Sess and Miroku.

His eyes wrinkled with concern as he saw Miroku come on, dressed in a trademark purple t-shirt over black jeans and purple sneakers, with an added effect of dark shades as he shuffled dejectedly onto the plane, slumping into the seat behind Inuyasha. Sango stalked on after him, walking swiftly, also with shades and a minidress on and went directly to the other side of the plane, carrying Shippou in a Hawaiian pattern shirt and denim shorts (AN: Kawaii!) in her arms to sit next to her.

Sesshoumaru and Rin came on, low key and elegant as always, then Inuyasha's shirtless father (also a little drunk, but nothing to do with Inuyasha...after all, the juice had ben made for KAGOME...) then finally Kouga and Ayame sauntered onto the plane. Well Kouga sauntered, Ayame more pretended as though she didn't know the grinning from ear to ear youkai beside her, as they sat across from Inuyasha and Kagome.

"So puppy, excited about our little...reunion? I can't wait to meet these friends of yours!" Kouga exclaimed sweetly, as though making conversation with the President.

Inuyasha tried to lunge for Kouga, but seeing as he had both Kagome and Ayame in his way, he decided to settle for a foul mouthed retaliation instead.

"Oh for god's sake, I'm sure the trannies will love your little baby Myron anyways, sweetcheeks. I mean come on, you've always had the hots for me..." Inuyasha taunted.

Kouga went bright red in the face, but under the icy glare of his girlfriend, he sat back and muttered obscenities under his breath.

"Hello plane mates!" a cheerful male voice rang out from the plane door, as a round faced, yet cute young man jogged excitedly into the first class area.

"What the fuck?" Inuyasha asked, staring accusingly at the stewardess, who was already quaking in fear at his face. "Kouga, I thought you said you rented the whole section for us alone, asshole! He's dead to me, just so we're clear. Unless he's your other partner, in which case, Ayame, I'm sure you're okay knowing Kouga swings both ways, aren't you?" Inuyasha finished consolingly, resting his hand on Ayame's forearm.

"No really, who the hell are you?" Kagome asked, suddenly more upright and awake.

"Come on, Higurashi, don't you remember me?" the man asked with a quizzical look on his face.

"Oh no..." Kagome whispered, grabbing Inuyasha's hand and squeezing it lightly. "Hojo?" she asked.

"In the flesh! How come you're on your way to Italy? Last I heard, you were modeling over here." Hojo asked, sitting down conversationally diagonally and back from Kagome.

"We're going on business." Kagome replied vaguely, her heart beating with remorse.

"Oh that's great! You remember I'm a shrink now, and guess what, I used to be Inuyasha's over there!" Hojo said, pointing excitedly at Inuyasha, whose head lay in his lap now.

"YOU HAD A SHRINK?" Kagome yelled shrilly.

"A SHRINK?" Miroku yelled, clapping Inuyasha on the shoulder.

"SOMEONE LET YOU HAVE A SHRINK?" Sesshoumaru and Mr. Mireshi yelled out, leaning forward in their seats.

"I always knew you were crazy..." Shippo muttered. "Damn noises with strange ladies..."

"He was an anger management counsellor, actually." Inuyasha growled out, refusing to make eye contact with his companions.

"Well he obviously isn't that great!" Miroku said cheerfully, ignoring the hurt look on Hojo's face. He'd already decided he didn't like him, so no reason to pretend now.

"No but honestly Hobo, why are you in this part of the plane?" Kouga asked, standing up to face Hojo and the air hostess.

"Well he paid for his seat sir, so I'm afraid you must have been misinformed. Mr Yume has a seat available in this section, fair and square." This new stewardess answered, evidently used to dealing with youkai and their tempers.

"You're kidding me, right? Cause I swear bitch, this isn't funny..." Inuyasha said, unsure of how he could pull this off without making a scene. Kagome'd never forgive him for that. Not that he cared or anything.

"I'd appreciate it if you'd watch your language around me sir, and I'm not joking. Mr Yume sits here for the duration of the flight." The stewardess insisted, walking sharply away and locking herself into the cockpit before either youkai could regain their composure.

"Fucking shrink...Listen asshole, I didn't care about what you had to say last month, I don't care about it now, so shut up, sit down and leave my bitch alone. Got it?" Inuyasha snapped, shocked at his own terminology towards Kagome. His bitch? Since when?

"O...okay then..." Hojo said timidly, quaking in his plushy seat.

"Take off ladies and gentlemen..." and the captain continued on in his speech, as Inuyasha slumped backwards in his seat, after checking Kagome was actually singing and not choking on her own vomit, as she could have been for all he knew.

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God, she was miserable. Honestly, Sango had never felt more dejected and upset with herself before.

She'd never really realized how empty and unfulfilled her life seemed without Miroku in it to make the sun come out, or make the rainclouds part. She'd never really known. As Sango forcefully pushed in the earphones of her 20GB iPod, she began to sob as her favorite playlist came up and a beautiful, beautiful duet began to soar through her head, Barbra Streisand and Celine Dion's Tell Him (AN: I REALLY RECOMMEND YOU DOWNLOAD THIS AND HAVE IT PLAYING AS YOU READ IT GUYS! IT REALLY IS GORGEOUS...)

Tears began to flow down Sango's cheeks as the two women began voicing the essence of her own problem into her ears, their voices melding together to tell her what to do. There are some problems only music can solve.

Celine:I'm scared
C:So afraid to show I care
C:Will he think me weak
C:If I tremble when I speak
C:Oooh
C:What if
C:There's another one he's thinking of
C:Maybe he's in love
C:I'd feel like a fool
C:Life can be so cruel
C:I don't know what to do

Sango was terrified of allowing herself to love, to love Miroku. Terrified of letting his love take her places she'd never been before. The tears flew heavier.

Barbra:I've been there
B:With my heart out in my hand
B:But what you must understand
B:You can't let the chance
B:To love him pass you by

Sango felt like yelling at Barbra. What if she HAD to let him pass her by? What if he wasn't the one? What if he'd hurt her? Still sad tears flowed.

B&C:Tell him
B&C:Tell him that the sun and moon
B&C:Rise in his eyes
B&C:Reach out to him
B&C:And whisper
B&C:Tender words so soft and sweet
C:I'll hold him close to feel his heart beat
B:Love will be the gift you give yourself

Sango's heart began to lift, if only a little. Maybe, just maybe, she could let him in. Maybe. Tears continued on, trailing down her cheeks from under her huge shades.

B:Touch him C:(Oooh)
B:With the gentleness you feel insideC: (I feel it)
B:Your love can't be denied
B:The truth will set you free
B:You'll have what's meant to be
B&C:All in time you'll see

Oh God, Miroku was hot. Maybe it was a crappy thing to say right now, but if anything, she knew they would rock together sexually, there was nowhere she believed he couldn't take her. And in time, maybe they would be okay…Sango's tears began to cease to fall.

Oooh
C:I love him B:(Then show him)
C:Of that much I can be sureB: (Hold him close to you)
C:I don't think I could endure
C:If I let him walk away
C:When I have so much to say

That was another thing. What if he decided to leave her, what if he didn't love her? As much as she knew she loved him? What if he gave his heart to someone else? Sango's heart began to constrict with uncertainty.

B&C:Tell him
B&C:Tell him that the sun and moon
B&C:Rise in his eyes
B&C:Reach out to him
B&C:And whisper
B&C:Tender words so soft and sweet
B:Hold him close to feel his heart beat
C:Love will be the gift you give yourself

C:Love is light that surely glows
C:In the hearts of those who know
C:It's a steady flame that grows
B:Feed the fire with all the passion you can show
C:Tonight love will assume its place
B:This memory time cannot erase
B&C:Your faith will lead love where it has to go

As the passionate bridge ended, about to give way to a last chorus, Sango was decided. Miroku was her light, Miroku was her flame, Miroku was her passion, Miroku belonged in her heart. It was his rightful place, and she had to let him know that, before it really was too late.

B&C:Tell him
B&C:Tell him that the sun and moon
B&C:Rise in his eyes
B&C:Reach out to him
B&C:And whisper
B&C:Whisper words so soft and sweet
B:Hold him close to feel his heart beat
C:Love will be the gift you give yourself

Oooh
B&C:Never let him go

No going back now. Sango took off her shades, laying them on her tray table and walked quietly over to Miroku's seat where he had his own iPod jammed into his ears. She touched his shoulder lightly and looked into his eyes, cocking her head towards the plane bathroom.

Well, nowhere else was private, and it was a very pretty plane bathroom…

Sango walked in, shut the door behind her, turned around and looked in the mirror, admiring herself. Suddenly, it seemed like love had freed her. Her eyes sparkled and her hair curled once more, her skin looking not haggard as it had been for the day, but fresh and pink. She was ready. If only…A HUGE HAND WAS NOT CREEPING UP ON HER ASS!

Sango turned to Miroku, looking at him with the customary fury blazing in her eyes.

She slapped him as per usual, but instead of the look of mock pain in his eyes, real pain stood in its place.

"Miroku, I…" Sango said, lost for words.

"SAVE IT, SANGO!" Miroku yelled in an uncharacteristic bout of emotion. Sango's face froze in shock as she looked back at Miroku.

"I've HAD ENOUGH. You can't keep doing this to me. Letting me in, then pushing me away. One minute we're all over each other and it seems perfect and next you're hitting me for groping you, like nothing ever happened between us! Well Sango, I can't ignore us. YOU can't ignore us. So you know what, I'm taking the first step out of this game. There IS no us, Sango, not anymore." Miroku insisted, slamming his fist down on the marble sink. With a humorless laugh, Miroku continued on, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You know, it's almost funny, how despite your hitting, your dislike of my attention, your offensive to old ladies dress sense and general meanness to people sometimes, I could still go on forever about how much I love you. I love how hard it is to make you smile, I love your kickass nature, I love how you look at Shippou in that little way sometimes, I love how you're passionate, I love YOU Sango. And now, despite how much I do love, and despite all the things I'd do for you, I can't let you mess with me like this. We have to stop Sango. I'll hand in my resignation to Kagome when we get back from Italy. I'm gonna miss her…" Miroku said wistfully, gazing at Sango with tears in his eyes.

The awkward silence felt like a bubble around the two, as Miroku breathed heavily, pleading in his eyes, and Sango fought a war between her heart and her head in hers. Guess which one she picked.

"Miroku…I…I love you. And I can't think of anything else to say right now, that's how much it's hurting my heart. I can't imagine a world without you in it. I don't know what I'd do without you there to grope me, without you there to infuriate me, without you there to cover me up if I fall asleep in my office. I need you Miroku. You're the first and last person I'll ever need." Sango finished, taking both of Miroku's hands in her own and looking deep into his eyes.

Silence.

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Inuyasha was getting entirely bored now. Listening to Fallout Boy was all very well and good, but with a snoring female next to him, everyone else passed out and Miroku and Sango disappeared off somewhere (who knew what they were doing…) he had been reduced to counting dust motes floating in the shaft of sunlight across his seat.

Smiling gently at the soft light reflecting off Kagome's beautiful, peaceful face, Inuyasha cast his eyes around for something to do. Upon noticing Hojo's luggage just sat there next to his seat on the plane due to him being late (not a smart plan), Inuyasha's smile turned into a fully wicked smirk as he grabbed hold of Hojo's one huge suitcase and walked towards the plane emergency exit.

As a hanyou, he could withstand the lethal air pressure just long enough to do what he had to do.

Hefting Hojo's suitcase over his shoulder, glancing back to check he hadn't woken the asshole up, Inuyasha jogged towards the door and opened it just wide enough to let the suitcase out. Ignoring the stretch of his facial skin and the wrinkles he'd have in ten years time cause of it, Inuyasha pushed with all his might against the fierce air resistance. Shoving the suitcase out and watching until it disappeared beneath the fluffy clouds, Inuyasha slammed the door, cutting off the hyper pitch whistling from outside.

Dusting off his hands and sauntering back in satisfaction, Inuyasha said evilly, "I'm sure Russia will love all that Armani in there Dr Yume…"

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"You need me?" Miroku said breathlessly.

"I do, with all my heart I do." Sango said, glad he'd finally said something.

"Just as well." Miroku said, before sweeping Sango up to sit on the sink in his arms and kissing her fiercely, amazed that such a creature loved him so much, and that he loved in return. Miroku felt home, as she returned the kiss with equal ardor, arching her back into him as he delved his tongue into the cavern of her mouth.

After making out fervently a little longer, simply dwelling in the fact that this wasn't out of attraction or infatuation, but love, and love forever, Miroku pulled apart, searching Sango's lust hazed eyes.

"I have a feeling I'm going to take you right here and now Sango, if we don't get out of here." Miroku said, whimpering slightly.

"I was counting on that." Sango said mischievously, cocking a grin at him.

"You know, we could do this all romantically in a swanky hotel suite in Italy, all candles and roses and scented oils and stuff." Miroku tried again.

"Since when is that any more fun to reminisce on? Oh yeah, me and Miroku's first time was in a plane bathroom just after we officially hooked up, or he took me to some suite in some hotel in some country?" Sango asked, shrugging lightly.

"The first one." Miroku said, leaning in to kiss her again before remembering something.

"Contraception?"

"Pill", Sango confirmed.

"Good." Miroku nodded, leaning in to kiss Sango again.

START LEMON

Propping her up against the sink with the wall mirror behind it, Miroku pressed himself between Sango's open legs. Sliding a hand up her smooth, creamy thigh, Miroku held onto her hip, pulling her crotch closer to his own, thinning the space between them.

Putting butterfly kisses all down her exposed throat, Miroku supported Sango as she moaned deeply and melted into his arms, entwining her legs in his own. She began to frantically unbutton his shirt, exploring his well developed chest with all the wonder and curiosity of a child at the beach for the first time.

As Sango's hands roamed over Miroku's back, his shirt forgotten on the floor, Miroku savagely began to work at Sango's minidress, eventually undoing the zipper at the back and allowing it to fall past her legs to the floor, leaving her in nothing but a pretty bra and thong.

"Don't ever let anyone tell you you're not beautiful, baby." Miroku said huskily as he stepped back a little to survey Sango's curvaceous figure.

"Never did before, won't start now." Sango said, working on Miroku's pants, nibbling his earlobe seductively, eliciting a throaty gasp from him. Stroking Miroku's raging erection through his boxers Sango decided they had no time to lose and quickly ripped them off, almost moaning herself at the size of Miroku's manhood.

Pinning Sango's hands over her head, near the towel rail over the top of the mirror, Miroku began to dominate.

Tearing Sango's bra off her body, releasing her ample, stiff breasts, Miroku bent his head down to take one of the hardened nubs into his mouth, suckling on it, causing Sango to arch into his mouth, whimpering in arousal. Quickly, as Miroku switched to the other breast hearing Sango's constant sounds egging him on, Miroku swept one hand down to cup Sango's centre, where he could feel her wetness through her thong, calling out for him. Unable to stand it anymore, Miroku ripped the thong off her body, exposing her completely, and positioned himself in front of her entrance, looking at the soft, pink folds within where he was about to enter.

Sango, seeing the look in Miroku's eyes, grabbed onto the stainless steel towel rail above them, ready for Miroku's entrance. The feeling she had coursing through her now was unlike anything she had ever known. It was a mixture of anticipation, joy and arousal and it intoxicated Miroku, finally seeing his Sango free of all guard, for him.

Thrusting into her almost violently, it was so intense, hard and fast, Sango squealed at the power of his intrusion, with the sheer surprise of it. Miroku stopped and leaned his head on her breasts briefly, breathing slowly, to help her stretch and get used to him inside her.

Upon her nod, and reassuring kiss, Miroku began a slow rhythm, pushing in and out of Sango, echoing her soft squeaks and grunts as he slowly pushed. Suddenly Sango hooked her legs around Miroku's ass, lifted herself up from the countertop using the overhead bar, and slammed him fiercely into her. Miroku immediately understood, and their rhythm changed from slow to blazingly fast, thudding furiously against the mirror, Sango's moans growing louder and louder with each thrust.

Feeling his own climax coming on through the frenzied, erotic haze, Miroku held on, promising himself he would bring Sango to hers first. Pushing even harder and faster than Sango would have thought possible, she screamed as a bright flash of light erupted in her vision as her inner walls clenched Miroku and a rush of liquid filtered out around it as she gave in to her orgasm.

Seconds after, upon feeling Sango tighten and then relax on him, writhing in ecstasy, Miroku let his own light erupt, drumming himself into Sango to the hilt and abandoning himself to the bliss with his only love.

END LEMON

As their breathing regulated and their sweat dried, Sango smiled sleepily at Miroku kissing him gently, and looking for her minidress, seeing as it was the only piece of clothing she had left.

Not a word passed between the two as they dressed in what they could, but the smiles they shot each other as they left hand in hand were all it took to say volumes to each other.

As they snuck back out, sitting together in Miroku's seat, Kagome rolled over, peered at the two of them between the gap in the seats, looking accusingly from one red face to the other.

And all she had to say was "Tut tut tut, you guys, Shippou was right behind you!" Kagome admonished groggily, rolling over again and beginning to snore.

AN:LONGEST CHAPTER YET AND FIRST EVER LEMON PEOPLE! I'm so not sure how good that is, but you can let me know by pushing the little review button there and telling me how it went! God, I have this story entirely mapped out, and it's set to end on Chapter 18, which will be an epilogue, so we still have a little way to go! REMEMBER SONG SUGGESTIONS FOR ME, OKAY? I'M LOOKING FOR ONES FOR KAG, INU, SESS, KOUGA, SANGO AND MIROKU OKAY? Possibly Shippou too… Anyways, see ya next time for some massage lotion and singing!

Love Inukagchick11 xxx