"Hey!...HEY!" Inuyasha fell upon the floor with a thud, "Aurgh!" he moaned and let out a breath of hot air, "Next time you wanna hug a teddy bear and call him mommy do that to Kags." Inuyasha opened his eyes, Hiashi was sitting on a tatami mat, sharpening his blades, "What do you mean?" Inuyasha still didn't get it...."You were hugging me, and calling me mommy." Inuyasha chuckled, "I did not." Miroku saw everything and was laughing crazily, his staff was long forgotten to do some training, he writhed upon the floor tears coming down like rain, Hiashi bonked him upon the head, It's...Christmas, HIashi narrowed his eyes and let Miroku tumble on the florr once more, Kagome walked in on the mess and had no ida what was going on , she decided to ask, "Um...what-" "Kagome, do you knoow what day it is?" Kagome thought a little bit, and shot up, "CHRISTMAS!!!!!" She looked at Hiashi, "But, how do you know." Hiashi decided to tell the truth, "I-I'm actually from Kagome's time, there are still demons in her era, they are underground, somewhere, I was sent to live on land to see all the wonders of it, but when I went there, poverty, sickness, everything bad was there, that was when I found kagome."
Kagome was shocked, "So, that's how you knew those modern time songs, that Christmas carol..."Hiashi hung his head, waiting for yelling, but nothing came, "This...christmas, it's supposed to have a celebration right?" Hiashi looked, Miroku was smiling, Inuyasha was baring a very scary smile, "SAKE IS ON THE HOUSE!!!" Hiashi rolled his eyes.
Sango watched silently as HIashi took the sake bottle from Miroku, "mine...uunhh." he fell on HIashi's lap, snoring, Hiashi looked sorrowful and carried him up to bed, Sango smiled, For a demon, he is quite a fatherly type. Hiashi came back down only to find Inuyasha kissing Kagome she threw open any door and pulled him in. Hiashi looked at Sango and laughed, Sango did too. They both understood, this was more than kissing. Hiashi's smile faded, "I'm gonna check on Miroku." Sango nodded and began cleaning up.
It was Pitch lack in his room, Hiashi lit up a candle and found Miroku silently snoring, dreaming of something he did not want to know about. He turned his back to the sleeping form and opened up a worn book, about the size of a pocket, suddenly, he felt arms wrap around him, he turned from his waist, "Miroku?" the monk had his head leaning on his back, Hiashi was about to say something when Miroku spoke first, "Hiashi, I loved you since you were in my sight...I just want to know...do you..love me back?"
Sorry for such a short chapter, im supposed to leave it hanging like that, so have fun racking your brain to see what happns.