InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Collection of Drabbles ❯ The Games We Play ( Chapter 1 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Sango and Miroku walked along in the middle of the group, involved in a complicated dance. Miroku would drop back a little in order to watch Sango's rear as she walked. Sango would drop back to walk beside him, thwarting his voyeurism.

Miroku would ease closer to her, until they nearly brushed with each step. Sango would shift away just in time to deny him that desired stolen touch.

The maneuvers continued until Miroku managed to stealthily slide his hand over her hip to caress her rear. He grinned, pleased with his success, even knowing that it would be short-lived.

"PERVERT!!!!!" Sango screamed as she hit the hentai houshi over the head with her hiraikotsu yet again. A beatific smile crossed Miroku's face, as if he had been granted a glimpse of nirvana, before his eyes glazed over and he slumped to the ground.

"Miroku won." Inuyasha announced without looking back.

"Sango." Kagome contradicted. "He's unconscious."

"It's a tie." Shippo announced from his perch on Kagome's shoulder. "They both got what they wanted."