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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 Eight: Night Stars

Much to Miroku's surprise, he was the one to pull away first. His brain had caught up with his body and told him to physically move away from the Demon Lord as much as he could. It wasn't much, since as soon as Miroku pulled away Sesshomaru moved closer, pushing his body so close to Miroku's. "Wh-what are you doing?" Miroku wasn't even sure he could make sentences yet, much less coherent questions. "I don't think this is funny." Just what was Sesshomaru getting at? You don't. . . kiss someone you're going to kill, maim, or threaten. With Sesshomaru being so close to him he wasn't worried about death. He was worried about something entirely different. Different enough to make Kagome's earlier innocent blushes less innocent.

The monk pulled away and instantly Sesshomaru didn't want any of that. He had enjoyed the kiss, Sesshomaru could tell. If he didn't he would have done something dangerous that would have required a more deadly action from the Lord. Instead he pulled the Demon Lord closer and kissed back. If he had enjoyed it, why did he move away? When the monk spoke Sesshomaru paused his motions. "'Funny'? You think I would play with you?" Did Sesshomaru's personality tell the monk that he would play this type of "joke" on him? Miroku should be overwhelmed with pride and joy. The great Demon Lord wanted him, of all humans and his own kind. If anything the monk shouldn't know what to do with himself.

Miroku took a glance up at Sesshomaru. He wasn't the blushing kind, normally, but the way those golden eyes looked at him. . . He couldn't help it. It was embarrassing the way Sesshomaru now looked at him without hiding anything Miroku suddenly liked it better when the Demon Lord was aloof. ". . . I've got to get back to Inuyasha and the others." Miroku found himself saying. There was no way Sesshomaru would have those types of feelings for him. He was human. He was a man. He was a human male. Things just didn't work like that. "They're most likely wondering whe-"

Sesshomaru eye's suddenly turned cold and a deep growl in the back of his throat made the monk abruptly stopped talking. Why should he still care about Inuyasha and that whore of a woman? They shouldn't matter and Sesshomaru needed to get that across to Miroku. "It does not matter what they think." Miroku was shocked by the amount of power behind the words. "You are mine. You travel with me now. They mean nothing to you."

"Yours? Yours? As far as I'm concerned, I'm still a human Monk and you are a Demon Lord, and most of all, I'm a man, not a woman and not an object." Miroku had had enough. First with Sango breaking his heart and then with Sesshomaru playing with it. He was so confused on feelings, he wasn't even sure he wanted to continue this conversation anymore. "As far as 'they' are concerned, they're my friends, my best friends, and they will mean everythingto me for as long as I live." Miroku didn't know where these words were coming from two seconds ago he was willing to die now he had strength again, but it was enough for the Demon Lord to back off from him for second. Miroku took this chance to move away from him. "As far as this joke goes, I can't take any more games, Sesshomaru. Please end it here." With that Miroku turned and started walking back to the group. His mind going all over the place.

Sesshomaru watched the monk walk away until he disappeared. Did the monk honestly think that? Sesshomaru wasn't the joking type. As he turned and walked back to Rin and Jaken, he knew that he'd, somehow, have to show the monk that this wasn't a game. Even if it was, Miroku would succumb to him.

~It Is Not Ture~

"Inuyasha? What's wrong?" Sango asked when the half-demon made his way back to the group. She was mildly worried for him, since he had the look of just seeing a ghost on his face. "Where's Miroku?"

Inuyasha came back to reality. He looked around and noted where everyone was. Shippo and Kagome were talking to Kohaku and Sango just happened to be looking around, most likely looking for any stray demons. ".. Um. I couldn't find him. He can look out for himself. I'm sure he's fine. We… we've got some work to do while we wait for him." Inuyasha wasn't sure he should tell the others what he saw. He'd rather have Miroku deliver that piece of news. . . But just what really went on for those days that Miroku was gone. . .? Inuyasha got Sango to help burring the bodies and burning the others when they ran out of grave space. They were just finishing up when Miroku stumbled back into their sight.

"Miroku!" Shippo was the first to spot the monk.

"Ah, sorry about. . . running off like that. I had to clear my head." The monk said rather sheepishly to the group.

"Well, you came at a good time. We just finished the hard work, Miroku." Kagome smiled at him.

Miroku returned her smile, "Then it seems I did."

"We're going to rest before we head over to Kaede's. . ." Inuyasha told Miroku trying his best not to look at him. "You can help us get ready for the night." If he did, who'd know what kind of questions would come flying out of his mouth.

Was it just Miroku or could Inuyasha not look at him in the eyes? "Uh, Sure, it's the least I can do."

"I'll help with the fire!" Shippo, a little oblivious to the awkwardness, added his help to Miroku. The two went off to collect wood for a fire.

~It Is Not True~

Kaede's Village

"Ohh! I was worried about yee!" Old lady Kaede told Miroku was soon as the group came up to her home. "When Inuyasha told me that yee had gone missing, I thought the worst." Kaede ushered them inside. They were just in luck, since Kaede had started to make dinner. She often made more than enough, to feed the orphans or less fortunate families of the village. "Come. I've just finished making something to eat."

It went unnoticed by all, save Inuyasha, how nice Kaede was being even to him. At some point there would have been a little bit of playful banter between the two, yet none. Maybe Miroku's disappearance had hit the old lady just like it had the others and she was just glad he was back safe.

They ate their fill that night and had a nice peaceful sleep.

Everyone save Miroku, who kept waking up in the middle of his dreams. Which all contained Sesshomaru and a certain action that did happen in real life now. There was no way this could be happening to him. Miroku wasn't even attracted to guys. As far as he's known he's always been straight, there wasn't a guy one that Miroku found attractive. Of course, there wasn't a guy one that looked quite like Sesshomaru. Long slivery hair, pure golden eyes, shockingly soft lips. . . Miroku sat up. He wouldn't get any sleep laying here thinking about Sesshomaru. He needed fresh air. It was too hot inside anyway. Miroku slipped on his robes and put on his sandals before heading silently outside, as not to disturb anyone sleeping. He made it outside and instantly he felt better. It was nice cool night. It smelt like it had rained just a little bit. The grass was slightly wet and simmered under the moon and star light. It was nice clear night. Miroku made his way down a path that he knew led to the Bone Eatters Well. He never knew why but the place often gave him a peace he could not explain. Maybe because he thought back on time before they were so complicated by feelings. When Sango was just a demon slayer friend and Kagome and Inuyasha fought like mad for no reason.

He saw the well in the darkness and went straight to it. He sat down on the earth with his back to the well. He took in more of his environment. Every now and then he'd catch a glimpse of a fire-fly's light before it vanished in the darkness and then blinked again. Crickets off in the distance sang out to the night. Instantly Miroku felt calm. There was no reason to over think things. There had to be something Sesshomaru wanted in order to mess with Miroku like that. There was no need to use Miroku to get close to Inuyasha. Inuyasha would willingly fight Sesshomaru with so much as a "hello" for a start. Well, no bother thinking about it now. Now would just ruin his mood. Miroku closed his eyes and let his ears fill with the soft sounds of the night.

Miroku heard someone coming before they spoke. He thought it must be Inuyasha or one of the girls, but the voice that Miroku recognized wasn't any of those people. "Sesshomaru?" Miroku opened his eyes and saw, much to his dismay that the Demon Lord was right in front of him. Whatever it was Sesshomaru had said before Miroku opened his eyes was long forgotten.

"Somehow, you think this is a game. I'm not sure how you thought this, but if I must show you I do not play games, then I must."

Miroku hardly had time to deny or crawl away before Sesshomaru pulled Miroku close. "Think about it, Miroku, would I let anyone I'm 'playing' with get this close to me?" He pulled back to look at Miroku's face, "Would I kiss them like I did before?" Sesshomaru wasn't surprised when Miroku let him kiss him again. It wasn't a long kiss like the first time; Sesshomaru still had things to get across to this feeble minded human, who didn't think he could love the monk. "Would I touch them like this? Would I really take this so far?" As he spoke, he watched as Miroku went speechless as, even with one arm, he was able to seduce his way into both Miroku's heart and robes. His hand caressed Miroku's chest with such a softness Miroku didn't think it was possible. It almost reminded him of the time Sesshomaru took care of his wound.

That night, without so much as a word, Miroku let Sesshomaru have his way.

~It Is Not True~

Miroku never thought his first time would be with Sesshomaru. It shocked him how gentle Sesshomaru was. . . Maybe it happened was because of the calmness of the well. If he had been in his right mind, he would have ran away, or… or something. Something besides caving in and loving Sesshomaru like he did. There was no way. . . No real honest way anyone would love him. Maybe this was good. Now that Miroku gave into to Sesshomaru he'd finally leave him alone. He used him, he didn't need Miroku anymore. He could go back to being with the others and destroy Naraku. Things would finally go back to—

"You don't have to travel with me. I understand how important. . . Inuyasha. . . and those other humans are to you" Miroku stole a glance at Sesshomaru as he got dressed and spoke. "I do expect you to not mate with anyone else, however. You're still mine, now more than ever."

Miroku stared at Sesshomaru dumbfounded. Did this mean Sesshomaru wasn't playing with him? That his feelings were genuine? Miroku didn't understand why Sesshomaru would love him that like. . . but he was surprised. . . Miroku loved him too.

When Sesshomaru looked over at the still undressed Miroku, he saw the look. "You need help with your robes? I expect Inuyasha would come looking for you again at some point. I wouldn't want him to see you like this."

Miroku started to get dressed again. "What do you mean again?"

"You didn't notice? He was there when I kissed you. I suspect he knows. This shouldn't be a surprise to him when you come back." Sesshomaru knew Miroku couldn't have noticed. Sesshomaru only noticed the half-breed when he left. It was faint, but Sesshomaru could tell.

"This?"

"He'll smell me on you."

Miroku now didn't know what to do. Inuyasha saw the kiss. Inuyasha would know as soon as he showed up what had happened. Why didn't Inuyasha ask what happened? What would he say? What would he do when Inuyasha outted him in front of the others? Suddenly, the well couldn't calm him. Would this relationship ruin his friendship? Sesshomaru was an enemy wasn't he? Wait, was this a relationship now? What was Miroku thinking. . . this was a horrible, horrible mistake. Nothing would be normal now.

Sesshomaru felt it, more than saw the worry in Miroku, who had frozen half way in getting dressed. Sesshomaru took the two steps toward Miroku and pulled him close. This helped Miroku calm down. Not that the monk would know, once mated with the Demon Lord, things would happen that he wouldn't understand. Sesshomaru could calm his lover without words. But once Sesshomaru was gone Miroku would be on his own. Sesshomaru wanted the monk to travel with him, Rin did enjoy his company, but Miroku had his own loyalty to Inuyasha and the others. Despite Sesshomaru's hatred for his half-brother, he respected that Miroku was loyal enough to stand up to him.

Sesshomaru let go and looked off to Kaede's village. "You need to finish getting dressed. I'll see you again tomorrow." He gave Miroku a quick soft kiss and walked away.

Miroku finished getting dressed and sat back down by the well to watch the sun come up. There was no amount of words to describe how much he dreaded seeing Inuyasha again.

Hi!
I'm kind of nervous to ask you what you thought. o_o

Didn't think Miroku would give it up so easily, did you?
Mwahaha. Miroku was already head over heels, we know this.
There's another part to this I wrote first was that this was all
in Miorku's head. He had fallen asleep by the well and had this
dream where Sesshomaru sexed him up, and he'd wake up to
call himself a pervert. But I realized, I hadn't updated in a while
And I wanted to give you guys a treat, and I hope this was good
enough. But now I am thinking plan A was a better idea. =/
See you later!

:3
Much love,
Maddening Shroud.