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It Is Not True
Paring: MriokuXSesshomaru
Chapter Seven: Light

"Here, have some water." Kagome handed Miroku a water bottle. As soon as he took it, he made sure to take a long drink. The demons were all gone now. The few that were still coming ran away once Sesshomaru and Inuyasha left. It seemed a little odd, but Miroku was too tired to look a gift horse in the mouth . . . again. "I hope she's okay." Kagome mumbled as she got herself a water bottle. Miroku almost didn't hear her. He pretended as if he hadn't. He didn't want to voice any concern about Sango. If he did. . . Maybe some old feelings would come up again and he didn't want to be heartbroken again. He didn't want to have any strange dreams anymore. Especially when they involved a specific Demon Lord.

"….This might be too soon to ask," Miroku knew what was going to come out of Kagome's mouth; she was never one to really edit herself. "Why.. Were you with Sesshomaru? He, uh, doesn't seem to be… trying to kill you." Kagome risked a look at Miroku and hoped that the heat she felt on her face wasn't a blush coming on. The way Sesshomaru had mentioned that Miroku would smell like him. . . Well it put thoughts into her head of how someone would smell like someone else. And then when Inuyasha confirmed it. . . The poor girl didn't know what to think.

"Ah. Haha. Well, I saved Lady Rin over there." He pointed at the girl who happened to be collecting flowers around a few demon bits. Shippo tried to get her to stop, explaining that the bodies are indeed dead, but they haven't been blessed and put to rest. They might come back. Jaken watched the two children, even though he'd rather be with his Lord Sesshomaru. "Rin travels with Sesshomaru, as you've noticed. Trying to save her, I got wounded, badly. He let me heal at his… home?" Miroku wasn't sure what to call it since it didn't feel quite like a home. "That's the just of it, I suppose."

"Oh, Sesshomaru doesn't seem the ty-" Kagome was interrupted as Rin ran to Miroku holding the few flowers Shippo let her collect.

"Mister Miroku! I picked these for you. Aren't they pretty?" Rin's bright smile lifted Miroku's spirits just a bit more.

"They are. Now, please don't go wondering off. Some demons can come back after death." He took the flowers and patted the girl on the head. She gave him an "Okay!" and sat down giggling beside him. She occupied her time by thinking on what her wondrous Lord Sesshomaru was doing.

"You're really good with her." Kagome smiled at the two. "Would you like some water, Rin?"

Miroku didn't know what to say. Naturally he was good with children. They were honest to a fault and always seemed to like him. Instead of talking he watched Kagome give Rin some water and a treat from her giant yellow backpack. Before Miroku knew it, a figure walked into their sight, despite being tired and his muscles sore he jumped up before he realized it was Sesshomaru. He was almost able to greet the Demon Lord when he spoke up.

"Come Rin, it's time we leave."

"Yes, Lord Sesshomaru!" Rin stood up and waved to Miroku and Kagome. "Thank you. Bye!" She ran up to her Lord Sesshomaru and then followed him as he walked away.

"Wait! Is Sango okay? What did you find? Where's Inuyasha?" Miroku blurted out.

Was the monk trying to get on his bad side after he saved him from death? He was asking about the woman who broke his heart and the half-brother who shouldn't be so important to him. Sesshomaru wasn't going to answer any of his questions. He was a Demon Lord; Miroku was just a lowly human monk. There was no reason for him to answer to the monk. It made no sense. Just ignore him and move on, that's what Sesshomaru needed to do now. None of this really mattered. It was just something to do to pass the time. And the Naraku battle? It was best he do anything to piss off the white baboon skin wearing demon that hid like a coward as much as possible. Reviving something he killed was just as good. Instead of answering the monk and his questions he continued walking with Jaken and Rin in tow until till he couldn't hear the monk yell after him anymore.

Miroku sighed. "Let's clean this mess, Kagome." At that Miroku and Kagome started the task of blessing the demon parts and setting them up to be buried. Inuyasha would have to come back before they could though, they'd need all the help he could give. Why didn't Sesshomaru answer him? They were simple questions. It wasn't like he ask something that shouldn't be answered.

~It is not true~

"Sister?" It was very hard for Kohaku to walk normally with Sango clinging to his left side. It was almost as if, if she let go he'd disappear. He felt well enough alive. That stiff sensation he had in his back was totally gone. He felt more at ease, mentally. He remembered what happened, how he had killed his family and friends and wounded his sister, but he was under someone elses control at the time. It wasn't his fault. He knew this now. He knew that his sister loved him and that his friends loved him. The only thing he could do was love and be loved in return. There was nothing more that could be expected of him. It was like a veil had been lifted from his vision. "It's hard for me to walk with you so close." He gave her a nervous smile hoping that she wouldn't take this the wrong way.

"Oh, sorry. I'm just so happy." She gave him another kiss on the cheek, which his accepted with an expression on his face that made her laugh. She was just so happy. There was no way to describe how she felt. She had her bother back and not on borrowed time. It was his time. It was her time. It was theirtime. She let go of him but walked beside him still.

Inuyasha was at a loss. His brother. . . There was no way someone that cruel could save a human life. Sesshomaru was a killer; there was no way he could do something like that. Again. His half brother now held the lives of Sango and Kohaku in his hands. Seeing as how the Demon Slayers owed him their lives he could do anything. Just what was his goal? What was he thinking about doing? Well, whatever it was, Inuyasha was never going to let it happen. He would rather cut off his ears instead of letting something happen to his friends and their family. Sango got her family back, and her life, there was no reason she owed Sesshomaru anything. And Miroku? Just what happened between him and Sesshomaru that he'd step up for Miroku like that? Not just when he was tired but when they were fighting too. Inuyasha didn't miss a beat of what happened before. Somethinghad to have happened between the two, and he'd find out. If Miroku was also in Sesshomaru's debt something… something had be going on. Sesshomaru wouldn't have his way. Not when his friend's lives were in danger. Inuyasha would make sure of that.

"Sango! Kohaku! Inuyasha!" Kagome was first to see the three walk towards them. Miroku was still looking into the direction Sesshomaru had walked away in, trying to work as best he could to bless the parts. It wasn't working when the Demon Lord kept popping his way back into Miroku's head. When he heard the three were back he turned around with shock on his face. Why couldn't Sesshomaru tell him everything was okay? Miroku just didn't get him. He watched Kagome run up to Sango and hug her and then Kohaku. "What happened? You guys are okay right? No wounds?"

Inuyasha huffed. "Not anymore."

Kagome made a confused face, so Sango answered her unasked question. "Remember how I was dead and Sesshomaru brought me back? I have sad news. Naraku took the shard out of Kohaku, he has it. . . But I have my brother alive and well. . . Because Sesshomaru healed him. . I owe hi-"

"No. You don't. You heard him, Sango. That bastard said he does what he wants. If he wanted to do it and you didn't ask for it, you don't owe him shit." Inuyasha said rather grumpily while he walked over to Kagome's yellow backpack for something to drink.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome glared in his general direction for a second before turning back to Sango and Kohaku. "Why would he do that?" She was obviously asking about Sesshomaru helping Kohaku.

"I'm really not sure, Kagome, but I am so happy he did. We're all together now. I'm so happy." Sango smiled at Kohaku and then at Kagome.

'Sesshomaru healed Kohaku?'Miroku thought quickly. Why wouldn't he relay this information when he was leaving? Why was he in such a hurry to leave anyhow? Reviving Kohaku wasn't a bad thing to do, why would he be ashamed? In fact, it was a nice thing to do, even if he was asked, which he wasn't. Wait. That didn't make sense. The words "nice" and "Sesshomaru" shouldn't go in the same sentence. When did he become so different? He did something so nice for Sango and now she was happy beyond words. 'She's happy. . .' Miroku thought bitterly. It took a second for him to realize this. The darkness he felt that was slowly creeping it's way into his soul now rushed there with a force he never knew it had. He didn't have any strength to stop it this time. How can she be so happy when Naraku is still running around, and even now has onemore shard of the jewel than before? Was her joining them just to get her brother back safe and sound? Once she did she could carry on her life and become some rich lord's wife and raise a happy plentiful family and help her brother grow old and fat? Was even their friendship a tool to use to get his help to fight Naraku? How can she be so happy after she broke his heart? "I'm taking a walk." Miroku found himself spitting out and then abruptly walking away from the group. He didn't even listen to their answers. He needed to be far away from the woman who didn't care about him anymore and her brother who means more to her than he ever will.

He wasn't sure how long he had been walking. Suddenly the road he was on turned into tress and roots. He paused from his walk and sat down on the ground. Why would he go for a walk when he knew how tired he was? His legs started hurting the second he sat down. This was stupid. What was going on with him today? One second Sesshomaru the next Sango. The darkness was taking over his thoughts and he didn't like it. He should be happy for Sango; she's getting everything she's ever wanted. She got herself a life back. She can stop this dangerous journey to kill Naraku and live a normal life. Isn't that what everyone wanted? A normal life without Naraku? He causes so much trouble. . . Miroku sighed. Yes, he was happy for Sango, too. Even if he wasn't he'd tell himself he was. She deserved at least that much. Despite his feelings for her, she was a good friend. She wouldn't have to suffer anymore, and neither would Kohaku, who seemed to be such a sweet boy. Yes, they both deserved a better and happier life.

"Crying doesn't suite you, Monk."

Miroku didn't have time to wipe the tears off his face before he looked up from his seat on the ground and saw that familiar Demon Lord standing not too far from him. Miroku did his best to wipe away the tears away in a manly fashion. "I thought we agreed on you calling me Miroku." Then he remembered. Sesshomaru brought Kohaku back to life. And from what was said earlier, Sango didn't ask him to. He did it of his own free will. . . That would mean. . . "You're not as bad as you seem, are you?"

Sesshomaru's mind was blank. He was walking Rin and Jaken back to the house he owned when he felt Miroku's energy traveling away from the group with a quickness. He knew the monk was worn out from the long fight from before. . . Why would he go away from the group? He left Rin in Jaken's care. Just in case Jaken thought it best to rest or lose Rin again, Sesshomaru had given him a stern threatening warning before leaving. When he found the monk, and that he was crying, he knew it had to be something about the woman he had once loved, or still loved. Or maybe it was about Inuyasha. Then Miroku had gone and said that. "Bad? No. I believe I'm quite worse." Sesshomaru found himself almost growling. How could this human sound so. . . calm in his presence. Like Sesshomaru wouldn't hurt him if he wanted to. Sesshomaru could do anything at anytime. He owned the monk nothing. He saved Rin, yes, but Sesshomaru healed his wounds and kept him from death. They were even, in a sense.

Before Miroku knew it, Sesshomaru advanced and grabbed the monk by the throat. He held his back against a tree and growled. "I could snap your neck right now."

"You could. . . But you won't. If you did it wouldn't matter." Miroku said, since the grip wasn't so tight, quite normally. "I've got nothing to live for. Aside from an old family curse. Maybe it's best if it dies out." The light that Miroku had clinged onto so desperately finally diminished. There was no shining light to fight away the darkness anymore. If Sesshomaru broke his neck, sure his friends would be sad, but they'd move on. His existence wasn't important anymore. Sango could move on with her life without feeling back that she didn't return the love Miroku gave her as much as he wanted.

The words Sesshomaru heard from the monk hurt him. Hurt. Sesshomaru had never felt that before. He had never felt a lot of things before he met the monk. He was used to not feeling anything. As soon as that monk came into his home, however, things changed. Something changed in him that he wasn't even sure it happened. Until this moment right here. He knew he didn't want Miroku to die. He didn't want to kill Miroku, and if need be, he'd kill anyone that wanted to kill Miroku. Sesshomaru knew he couldn't break he monk's neck, not because he did not have the power, but because he didn't want to. What he wanted to do, what he felt he should do, was something different. Something that would change everything. His hand moved from the monk's neck and grabbed his robe. His pulled the monk toward himself and kissed him. His lips finally touched Miroku's. He felt something deep inside himself come to life. Something he didn't know the name of. He also felt the monk's shock. He did not expect this at all.

What Miroku was prepared for was death, pain, even a huffy retort and Sesshomaru walking away in his superior manner. "I don't have the time to kill you." Something like that maybe. He was not however prepared for the kiss. As soon as his lips touched Sesshomaru's he saw a bright white light. His thoughts of death before instantly vanished. He wanted nothing more than to be alive, be alive with this man kissing him. Before Miroku even knew what he was doing, he accepted the kiss and placed his hands where, normally, he'd be too unwilling to touch the Demon Lord. It was almost like his dream, only better than he dreamt. His dream had prepared him for this moment, if he knew it or not. This just couldn't be true.

Behind a tree

Inuyasha couldn't believe what he was seeing. This was impossible. Sesshomaru. . . and Miroku. They shouldn't be kissing. Here Inuyasha was, worried about Miroku, so he followed his friend. Kagome, Sango, and Shippo didn't even have to ask him to look for Miroku more than once. Now he was sad he went. His deadly half-brother was kissing his friend. It was a good thing he was downwind from Sesshomaru and Miroku or his brother would smell him . . . or he was too worked up over Miroku to notice. He was about to break up the two, had he not seen Miroku act the way he did. With his arms around Sesshomaru like that. . . Miroku had wanted it? How long had this been going on? He robotically, and quickly, got away from the scene before him. Inuyasha was so confused. "They are both men. . . How does that work?" At least he knew his brother's angle now.

Hi!
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But on to my commentary of this chapter . . .
I feel like it could have gone better. =/ but after staring at it for a day and half
And being too lazy to rewrite or take it from a different perspective.
This is what you get.
Meh, I'll get better with practice. =P
Remember, this is my first fan-fic. =P
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