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I do own the creativity that has forced me to write a fanfiction, however. D:

It Is Not True
Paring: MriokuXSesshomaru
Chapter Four

Sesshomaru paused when he heard something familiar. He put down the paper he was reading and stood up from his seat. Rin's laughter reverberated down the hallway. He was used to hearing the girl giggle, but not the outright laughter she had going on right now. He wondered for a bit what was going on that was making the girl have such a happy time. But he figured that it was best for her to just have good time, and that be that. When she was silent he sat back down and started his work again.

Miroku's Room

Rin's giggling stopped as the monk removed the chopsticks from his nose. "And that," he said after he controlled his own giggles, "is why you should never fight a demon with tusks. Not that you'll have to worry about it. I'm sure Sesshomaru will have you well protected."

Miroku sat upright, pillows behind him so that he did not strain his ribs, not that he needed much healing now. The snake-demon's bite on his leg was fully healed, but left quite the scares. Two large circular paler patches of flesh marked where the fangs had had their last taste of flesh. Rin sat in front of Miroku smiling like an angel, the small bits of laughter edged in her light happy voice. "Mister Miroku, show me again what the Tusked Demon looked like and said?"

Miroku smiled, he could never resist women, no matter who they were, what they looked like or how old they were. "Fine, fine, but this is the last time. The chopsticks feel uncomfortable, and all for your laughter." He poked her on the nose, which caused a slight chuckle from the girl. He then shoved the chopsticks in his mouth like tusks and made horns on his head with his two pointer fingers and said in an very crumbly old man voice. Instantly Rin started laughing uncontrollably. "You puny humans! Do not take tussss for gr-" Miroku stopped as soon as he notice the Demon Lord standing at the open doors.

"Please don't stop on my account. Continue. What else did the great tusked demon say?" Sesshomaru couldn't help it anymore. As soon as Rin's laughter started up again he just had to see what was going on. Needless to say he was almost shocked to find the monk making a fool of himself for the sake of Rin's laughter. Sesshomaru didn't not like the fact that the monk and Rin had taken a liking for each other, but he didn't like it either. He wasn't sure what he felt. Rin used to smile up at him how she smiled up at the monk. Yet, Sesshomaru didn't have to stick eating utensils up his mouth and make funny jesters and noises. Maybe he should be proud he didn't have to work at getting the girl's affections.

"Lord Sesshomaru!" Instantly she tried to get up and run toward her most favorite person in the world, but her foot caught on the blanket and made her twist awkwardly and start to fall. Miroku made a move to grab her, but me moved wrong and his ribs stopped him mid grab. Sesshomaru moved with his demon speed and grabbed her before any permanent damage was done. She blushed at how stupid her move had been. She had gone and made Sesshomaru save her. "S-sorry, Lord Sesshomaru." She muttered out, already thinking about what Jaken would say if he were her.

"It's quite alright, Rin." He said and helped her stand up. He turned his attention to the monk, who was grabbing his side and hissing back the pain. "Are you in pain?" It was obvious he was.

Miroku shook his head. "Rin, you should… watch out…" He muttered out, trying to take the focus off him.

Sesshomaru and Rin were both silent for a while before Sesshomaru turned to Rin in his usual unemotional monotone he ordered her. "Rin, go to the kitchens and ask for something to be made to reduce pain for the monk." Rin nodded and trotted off to help.

"Miroku." Miroku said as he leaned back on the pillows, the movement still ached, but the pain was already subsiding, he really didn't need the medicine.

Sesshomaru stood up now, since Rin was gone she no longer need him to help her, and said nothing as he looked at the monk, not sure why he said his name.

"My name… is Miroku, not 'the monk'. I don't call you Demon Lord, do I?" Miroku half-smiled at his own joke.

"Maybe it would be better if you did, Monk." Sesshomaru said with as much distaine as he could muster up, despite that half-smile that stirred some kind of unknown emotion up in the Demon Lord. What was with the monk that made Sesshomaru feel things he did not quite understand.

"Call me Miroku and I might."

"Are you defying me in my own home?"

Miroku wasn't scared, if Sesshomaru wanted to kill him, he would have long ago. "Are you defying my wishes to be called by my name?"

Sesshomaru wasn't sure what to say to this human monk. He showed no fear. That was showing quite the bravery in a situation like this. Sesshomaru always liked to be shown bravery. Still, he had no idea what to say. Luckily he didn't have to wait long, for Rin came back, followed by the very same servant from before.

"She had some already prepared, Lord Sesshomaru." Rin beamed.

"I figured with all the rough horseplay Lady Rin and Master Miroku were getting into, he was bound to hurt something." She added in and helped Miroku drink the medicine.

Sesshomaru watched Miroku until all the medicine was gone, the taste was obviously not something the monk liked, since his face showed it. Rin giggled at the disgusted face the monk made. "You should get some rest now. . . Miroku." Sesshomaru said and turned to walk way.

"I think I just might, Sesshomaru." Sesshomaru felt a wave of anger that the monk did not follow through in the 'agreement' from before, but it was gone as soon as he found Rin following him, instead of staying with Miroku. . . that monk.

That night

Miroku was having a bad dream. In this dream he wasn't sure what was going on. He was in a dark, dark place. He could see, but the room was empty. The darkness came from the room's energy. It grasped at his soul and tried to turn it into a twisted parody of himself. It tried to take over him and turn him evil. To make him kill his friends and his new found friends. It wished to eat his beautiful soul and then devour his friends. To fight off this evil dream monster, Miroku called upon his sprit to be stronger. To be so bright it casted the shadows away and spread happiness in the darkness, only . . . he wasn't as strong as he wished he could be. The darkness would take over, it just a matter of time. The darkness new his weakness. That he had been hurt so badly that there was no way he could spread happiness as he wanted to. He no longer had that power of love he had held onto so long before. The darkness would grow and grown and grown until it eventually ate up the last bit of light Miroku had. Miroku screamed out in his dream to try and give himself strength, but it wasn't working.

Sesshomaru woke up with a start, something had made him alert to his surroundings. Casting the covers away from his body, he stood up. Clad only in his nighttime attire, he walked the halls sensing for the danger. He heard it then, a scream. . . It came from the monk's room. He sped his way to the monk's room and opened the doors without so much as a noise. In the dark he could see the monk as sleeping. His sleep however was a fairly uncomfortable thing to watch. He moved left and right and right and left, clutching at the covers. Sesshomaru could smell the fear radiate off the monk. He wasn't sure what was wrong with the monk, but he couldn't stand to watch the monk in his painful state. Instead of leaving and not looking back he walked in and shut the doors. He walked over to the monk and placed a cold hand on the monk's forehead, mentally calming the monk. Before long, the monk's moment stopped and he seemed to have a peaceful sleep once more.

Now in Miroku's dream, the darkness was being fought away. Something behind him was scaring the darkness away. Miroku turned to see who it was. A figure, white and shining, made its way toward him. It helped Miroku up and took him into its arm. When Miroku's dream eyes got used to the shining, he looked up to make out the face. In his dream, he smiled into the face of Sesshomaru, who looked down at him with loving, tender eyes. Miroku knew this was dream. There was no way that Sesshomaru would really look at him with eyes like that, but he let himself be happy in the dream and wrapped his arms around the demon lord. He liked the embrace. It was nice to be loved. Loved for real and not used to past the time as Sango so coldly did to him. Still looking up at Sesshomaru he felt a flutter in his chest as Sesshomaru's face got close to his own, close to. . . kiss.

He woke up just as his lips were going to meet with the demon lord's. The sun shone from the window and the room he was in was already getting brighter by the second. He was alone, to his dismay. But what was he really expecting? Sango? Sesshomaru? Ha, what a fool. His chest felt cold, since it did not have someone pressing against it. He shook his head. He should not have had that dream. He should not, even in dream land, let himself think of Sesshomaru that way. Even if he did look as strikingly beautiful as any woman Miroku had ever seen.

"Don't be a fool, Miroku, he's a man. Men don't love other men." He mumbled to himself and tried to go back to sleep, yet was restless.

Hours later

Sesshomaru walked back into the monk's room to check on him. That dream of his had to have been a bad one to have him moving around like he did, and he didn't want the monk to have any more delay healing. As he walked in he saw Rin and Miroku eating a nice breakfast together. There was no Tusk Demon talk now, just a quite breakfast. The monk seemed to be thinking about something and had not noticed Sesshomaru's entrance. "How was your sleep last night, Miroku?" True to his word, Sesshomaru was still going to call him Miroku, hoping that he would be called by title, thanks to the agreement. Sesshomaru almost regretted coming in unannounced for the little jump Miroku did hearing his name come from the demon lord's lips.

"Uh, it was… fine. Lord Sesshomaru." Miroku couldn't meet the eyes of Sesshomaru, least not so soon after the dream. He could still feel the ghost closeness of the dream.

"…" As Sesshomaru felt the pride of winning the name battle, he didn't like the way it sounded. "You may address me as Sesshomaru if you see fit. Rin, if you could come to me after your breakfast." He didn't need the girl, but he felt like he should at least have a seemingly real reason to come in the room.

"Yes, Lord Sesshomaru!" The girl said, full of cheerful ignorance.

Miroku didn't say anything but shoveled more rice in his mouth; he hoped the redness he felt in his face was a fever and not blushing.

Two Weeks Later

"Well, Rin, thanks to all your help, I must say that I feel even better than before. I am sure you made me stronger." Miroku said as he bent down and patted the girl on her head. He dressed in his usual robes, after Sesshomaru had had them repaired and cleaned.

"It wasn't just me. Lord Sesshomaru is mostly to thank." Rin said, without meaning to she brought some of the feelings of that dream Miroku had back to the surface. I had been awkward enough to see Sesshomaru after the dream, even if the demon lord knew nothing about it. He had hardly got himself to stop blushing in the demon lord's presence. He couldn't help the dream was so real. . . and reoccurring. Always, Miroku was trapped in darkness and always Sesshomaru came to be his shining light. Always. . . he woke up right at the kissing part.

"Are you going to wait for Lord Sesshomaru's return before you leave, Mister Miroku?" Rin asked. She didn't want him to leave at all, much less leave before her Lord Sesshomaru got to say goodbye.

"I think it's best, Rin, Sesshomaru only thinks of me as a problem. If I disappear under his nose, then he will be grateful." He stood up and was about to leave, but stopped himself. "Oh…" He reached into his robe and pulled out a couple of paper talismans. He had prayed over them so that the girl could use them even if he wasn't there. They wouldn't be as strong, but they would be enough of annoyance for her to run off before something horrible happened. "Just in case you are ever alone picking flowers again." He gave her a brilliant smile as her tiny hand took the slips of paper looking at them as if he had just given her pieces of diamonds.

"Thank you very much, Mister Miroku! I won't ever use them and I'll keep them forever!" Course that wasn't the reason he was giving them to her at all, but they were special to her now. She gave him a hug so hard, Miroku thought the little girl was going to dig herself into his clothes.

He chuckled and patted her on the head once more, to get her to let go. "Goodbye, Rin. I hope we will meet again really soon. You've already won me over in such a short time." Rin giggled and waved at him as he walked outside of Sesshomaru's large home and started to find his way home, thanks to the map a servant had given him. The Slayer's village was the closest recognizable village, but not close enough. It would take him quite a while to reach there on foot. . .Oh well, he needed to get back to the others after spending such a long time apart from them, he wondered what they thought he was doing.

Sesshomaru's Return

"Lord Sesshomaru!" Rin ran up to him as soon as he walked into the monk's room. It was empty.

"Where is Miroku?" He asked, trying to sound indifferent, maybe the monk was bathing, as he had taken a liking to when he was here.

"He left a long time ago while you were gone. He said that he wanted to get back to Inuyasha." Rin said, as sad as Sesshomaru was trying to fell.

Jealousy showed its ugly green head. So the monk would rather spend his days with Inuyasha other than him? What was so good about his useless half-breed brother? Sesshomaru did not like this at all. "Rin, do you know which direction he went?"

"Yes! I watched him until he disappeared in the forest."

'How dare he leave without my permission. And to that useless half-demon too.'

Hehehehehehe. Am I evil or am I evil?
Aww, I am not as evil as I thought? D:
Gotta love Miroku x Sesshomaru coupling.
Oh well. I hope you liked this chapter as much as I liked writing it!
Thanks for the R&Rs!

:3
Much love,
Maddening Shroud