For those of you who have been wondering about Miroku and Sango, wonder no more! They make their renentrence in this chapter, and they have a lot of catching up to do! Here it is chapter 19 I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 19- Connections Made
"I'm afraid that an ominous cloud hangs over your house good sir, and if you do not have it exercised immediately then it may grow to be an immense problem."
The farmer's brow creased with worry and irritation. He had been having a splendid day until this monk showed up claiming his house was plagued by some ominous cloud. And the day had been going so well too! He had got up at dawn, his wife had a nice hot bowl of rice ready, and then it was off to the fields. After tilling until about high noon, he had decided to return home to refill his grumbling stomach. He was a few paces away from his simple hut when out of nowhere this monk came dashing up to him babbling about evil spirits and clouds of doom.
He looked the man up and down, taking in his appearance. He was a young looking to be a monk that was for certain. He appeared to be around twenty one years of age. He had intense blue eyes that seemed to look into his very soul. His dark obsidian hair was tied back out of the way in a miniscule ponytail. The young man carried a golden staff with him, and had fixed the farmer with such a serious gaze; he had a feeling that if he did not reply he might find his home in shambles!
"How much is this going to cost me?" The farmer questioned the monk.
A spark seemed to ignite in the monks eyes. He placed a hand on the old farmer's shoulder. "I assure my good man, I charge a reasonable fee. It will only cost you about twenty yen for my exercising method."
The farmer's jaw dropped. Thirty yen! That was quite steep, especially for a working farmer like himself! But if he did not pay the monk then his house would surely be cursed! He could just hear his wife now. "Why didn't you pay the monk? Now we are to be cursed by this wretched poltergeist!"
The farmer shuddered thinking what his wife would say to him. He dug through his pockets and was just about to hand the monk his money, when a raspy voice rang out.
"Still up to your old tricks eh Miroku?"
Suddenly the young monk blanched visibly. A half demon in a crimson kimono came walking up the dirt path, a black haired maiden at his side.
The old farmer was confused now, and scratched his head wondering what this half demon had to do with the monk he was paying.
The dog eared man and his woman appeared beside the monk. He had called the monk Miroku. The woman turned to the farmer, a kind expression bestowed her lovely face.
"There's no need to worry. Your house is fine. You can go back to work now."
The farmer looked warily from the sweating monk to the smirking half demon. Somehow he knew that the young woman spoke the truth, and he headed down the path his pick in hand, mumbling about strange people and deceiving monks.
Inuyasha turned to look at Miroku, a full blown smirk on his face. He crossed his arms, while Miroku just rubbed the back of his head nervously. But it was Kagome who spoke first.
"Miroku, you're still trying to trick people out of their money. I'd thought those days of petty thievery were over for you?"
Miroku just raised his hands in mock defense. "Now Kagome, you of all people should know by now that I'm just a simple monk who is trying to make an honest living. And if people aren't smart enough to figure me out, then I cannot be held accountable for that." Miroku finished his little speech, a pleading look in his cerulean eyes.
Inuyasha snorted. "An honest living huh? Since when have you ever tried to make a decent living without robbing people of their money?"
Miroku was about to reply with a witty comeback, when he caught site of the mark on Inuyasha's neck. His own sly smirk appeared on his face.
"Well I have my reasons, just as you have yours."Miroku replied with amusement laid in his voice. His head gave a small pointed jerk towards the mark on the dog eared half demon.
A rosy colored tint enflamed both Inuyasha and Kagome's cheeks as they realized what Miroku discovered.
"That's none of your business monk!" Inuyasha hissed with a growl, coming dangerously close to Miroku.
The monk backed off wisely a few steps. "No need for violence Inuyasha. But I must ask how was it? I myself have never witnessed the mating ritual between a demon and his mate."
If it was possible, the two lover's turned as red as Inuyasha's kimono. Miroku had to duck in order to avoid Inuyasha's fist.
"Well I don't see you and Sango getting cozy!" Inuyasha quipped back. Miroku's smile vanished.
"What's been going on with you and Sango?" Kagome asked attentively.
Miroku sighed. "She has been distant from me ever since you two left."
Kagome watched Miroku carefully. His eyes lacked their usual mischievous spark, and on the whole, his demeanor seemed downtrodden.
"Well maybe it's time you went and did something about it. Sango won't wait forever, you know. If you want her, then you're going to have to go get her yourself, and stop laying around feeling sorry for yourself!" Surprisingly it was Inuyasha's who provided Miroku with the solution, both to his and Kagome's surprise.
Kagome's eyes had widened in shock at her mates outright suggestion. Inuyasha saw her staring, her eyes in disbelief.
"What?"
"It's just that I never thought you'd be the one to be so assertive about something like this." Kagome answered him.
Inuyasha scoffed. "Well somebody had to! If you want something, you have to go get it! Look at me! I wanted something bad enough and I got it!" He said with his eyes pointed at Kagome, who blushed.
Kagome stepped toward him until she was right up in his face. She licked her lips deliberately. "I know. You wanted me bad enough and it looks like you're wish came true. I like that you're so assertive about the things that you want." And she pressed her body closer to him, resulting in a blushing hanyou.
"Uhem." The two lovers were interrupted by the intentional cough of Miroku. They both jumped away, their faces as red as tomatoes.
Inuyasha growled. "What are you still doing her monk?!" He spat. "Go and get your woman!"
Miroku turned abruptly and started for the village, his intentions set. Once Inuyasha was sure he was gone, he turned back to Kagome, his eyes dancing with lust. "Now where were we?" He didn't let Kagome answer as his lips demanded hers in a ravenous kiss.
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"Sango I found some!" Shippo's voice rang out in the peaceful meadow.
The demon slayer smiled softly, while brushing her long raven tresses behind her ears.
"Good job Shippo! I know that these medical herbs will be helpful to Kaede, and I'm thankful for your help."
Shippo's emerald eyes sparkled in the midday sun. He had grown over the past few years, and was no longer as small as he once was. He was now half as tall as Sango, coming up to her chest. He still wore the green pants and vest, but he had lost the childish bow that resided in his red hair. His tail had grown a tad bit longer, and was sleeker then the bushy form it had been when he was young. Being twelve years of age, Shippo had also gained some maturity as well; he no longer played pranks, but instead devoted his time to being as helpful to the group as he could. That isn't to say his childish side did not appear every once in a while, after all he is a fox, and they are a mischievous bunch!
Sango remained as strong and powerful as ever. Her long, lean body remained in top shape for demon slaying. She had taken lately to letting her hair down; instead of in the low ponytail it was usually in. Kilala brushed by her mistress lovingly, and Sango gave her a gentle pat before resuming her herb hunt.
Unbeknownst to the herb pickers, Miroku had been watching from the bushes. His eyes lingered on Sango's beautiful form. Her long, luscious hair shining in the sun. Miroku's eyes roamed her body, and came to rest on her bottom. He mentally slapped himself.
What were you thinking hentai!? You know that Sango is much more than that! She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. So smart, and strong. That kiss we shared after Naraku… that promise I made all those years ago. Does she still want to? There's only one way to find out!
Miroku stopped thinking to himself a moment to make his way out of the bushed and into the meadow towards Sango.
Sango was busy plucking herbs from the earth and did not hear Miroku's approach until he was right up behind her.
"Hello Sango." He said quietly, but Sango had been unprepared for a visitor and jumped slightly, whirling around in a defensive pose. She dropped her herb basket in haste. But her features softened slightly when she saw it was Miroku.
"Oh. Miroku, it's you. I'm sorry I lashed out like that." Sango apologized to the monk.
Miroku held up a hand. "There is no need to apologize Sango. You where only protecting yourself. It is perfectly natural to in times such as these. And I should not have sneaked up on you like I did. For that, I apologize."
A pink hue rose to Sango's cheeks. Miroku bent down and retrieved her basket. He held it out for her to take, and for an instant their hands brushed. Both blushed slightly at the contact.
Sango took a step backwards, cradling her basket in both hands.
"Miroku... but he interrupted before she could continue. "No Sango. Let me get this out. I have always been a lecher; it was how I was raised. But some years ago, I met this amazing woman who made me want to stop lusting after every woman I saw. But I had a curse, and I needed to have an heir in order for my legacy to live on. In order for my curse not to overtake me, I needed to defeat a despicable villain named Naraku. But before he was defeated I made a woman a special promise. He was finally defeated. Do you remember the promise Sango?"
By now, crystal tears were leaking down Sango's angelic face. Her body was racking silently with sobs. Her hands were trembling so badly, she could barely keep hold of the basket.
"Oh Miroku…But, Miroku silenced her with a look. "I have only ever loved one woman, Sango. There is only one that I wish to give my heart and soul to. I would spend the rest of life with her and her only. And she is standing in front of me." Miroku's voice faded away into the silence of the meadow.
There was no sound. Only the breath hitching silence captivated in the meadow as two people stared at one another. A man and a woman. Suddenly a thump was heard as an herb basket was dropped to the ground and rolled a few feet.
Sango ran into Miroku's arms, and let him sweep her up in his arms and spun her around. Sango was still crying, but now there was a beautiful smile on her face. He wiped her tears away gently with his thumbs. Then he drew Sango close to him, tilting her chin upwards. His lips captured hers in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. Sango ran her hands through his hair, and for once Miroku's hands did not stray downward, instead they placed themselves on the small of her back. In response to that Sango deepened the kiss, her lips hot and sweet against Miroku's.
Miroku gladly complied with Sango's demanding gesture by pressing slightly against Sango's back, causing her to lean into him further. The weight caused the two to fall to the ground. Miroku caught Sango, before she could slam into him. He gently lowered her on top of him before he resumed the exploration of her wonderful lips.
"I love you." He said to her.
Sango' smile grew, and her eyes where alight with happiness. "I love you too." She replied back.
Two sets of eyes watched from the bushes. One was a piercing green, the other a fiery red. A voice chuckled. "Well it's about time!" A tiny meow responded.
"You're right Kilala, it took them long enough!" Shippo replied, a smirk on his still boyish face.
What did you think? I know that there was a request for a lemon, so I am planning on posting that in a future chapter. Mean while it looks Miroku and Sango are finally together. I was thinking if they get married I might set up a double wedding? What do you think? Inuyasha and Kagome and Miroku and Sango have a double wedding? Or should they each have their own individual one? Let me know please.