InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Awaken me With a Kiss ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

Hiyo! This is MeDarkNeutralLight again .. This time with an Inuyasha fanfic! It's a MirokuxSango pairing. I hope you all like it, and please go easy on me. No flames please! I'm very fragile. ; ; Anyways.. Please enjoy!

Summary: The Inu group get split in two in order to find Naraku faster. After a fruitless search, Miroku, Sango and Kirara end up in a village, and decide to stay there for the night; but soon find that there is a dark ominous cloud over all the village, and both decide to help. With many beautiful virgins in need of protection, a lot of jealousy runs through Sango, and after one incident, Miroku seems to have lost her forever. Will Miroku save the one he loves? Or will he lose her to the demon of the village? Or even worse.. Will he lose her to the controls of Naraku? MiroxSango pairing.

DISLCAIMER: I DON'T OWN INUYASHA! RUMIKO TAKAHASHI-SAN DOES!

Prologue

Miroku sighed as he and Sango walked through a green forest, an untransformed Kirara at Sango's side. He sighed as he walked along a path under lush green trees, sunlight just slightly flooding the forest as it peaked through the gaps of leaves. It was just some days ago that the whole gang split into two groups; Shippo, Inuyasha and Kagome in one group, he, Sango and Kirara in another. The only reason for this was to chase Naraku who had shown his face and poked trouble into the lives of others; and once again, he had escaped.

Miroku looked to his companion, the beautiful Demon slayer Sango. He smiled and looked up. `This is my chance...' The lecherous monk began thinking of ways to woo his dear Sango at such an opportunity where no innocent eyes were looking (Shippo) or accursed mouths ruined his game. (Inuyasha) “Miroku.”

He looked to the smooth voice of his female companion. “Yes Sango? What is it that is that you need assistance with?”

“Well, what do you suppose we do now? Go back to Kaede's village? We can't find Naraku anymore, and there have been no sitings of his troubling others.. So. Should we head back? What about Inuyasha?” Miroku stopped for a minute; folding his arms and holding one hand out to hold his chin. He stood, giving a thoughtful look. “It seems a good idea to head back, if we hear of anything, we can always search for him again. But the others may find us at the village if they decide to head back. It loosens any chance of confusion.”

“Okay, but what about Inuyasha? I'm sure he's still looking now.”

“Ah yes, our Hanyou is a very stubborn one, he might still be motivated to look for Naraku on cold trails, but I'm sure our dear Kagome can subdue him.” Miroku chuckled as he thought back to when he was disciplined and subdued by Kagome. The sight of him smashing through the ground at such strength and speed to put his back at and cause excruciating pain. Then the string of colourful vocabulary that spun out of his mouth thereafter. He was sure to always try and not get another subduing after. “He would succumb.”

The two began walking on through the scenic land, not stopping for food so as to not waste time and energy with catching animals for such a sophisticated dinner, and instead spent time walking and enjoying the sights.

Night soon fell and draped the land in a curtain of darkness with a veil of bright studded lights. The pair walked to the top of a hill and looked down to see a small village below. Sango looked down to a sleeping Kirara in her arms. “Shall we rest here?”

“Yes,” Miroku and Sango calmly walked down into the quiet village. They walked through the night streets, which seemed unusually empty, despite the fact it was night. They came upon a large house with a sign saying `Inn'. Miroku knocked upon the large door, before clearing his throat, and an old man opened the door. He was short and small in stature, and had grey hair, a pointer of wisdom, gracing part of his upper lip and head. His eyes were small and squinted, but quite twinkled in the darkness. He was wearing a white sleeping gown, and held out a candle. Miroku cleared his throat, and Sango rolled her eyes, shaking her head sadly. “Here he goes again..”

“Excuse me sir, but I couldn't help but notice a dark ominous cloud hanging over head your inn... If you would like, as a young monk, I can remove it for you.” The old man smiled.

“Ah, yes... That there is... But this ominous cloud not only hangs over my inn, but over the entire village... If you think you can help us, I would be more then glad to welcome you,” His voice was soft but definite. He opened the door, and allowed the two to walk in. A surprised Sango stepped in beside a smiling Miroku.

“I will show you two to your rooms for the night and I will discuss our problem tomorrow, but tonight, it is best to get sleep!” The old man walked through the large hallways. The three walked through the U-shaped house, with what looked like hot springs/bathing spots within the outside middle. He stopped at one door and opened the rice mat doors. Miroku thanked him and got inside, congratulating himself for another easy way into a free room, and Sango followed the old man to another room. As soon as he slid open the doors he whispered some words to her, before saying goodnight, and slipping out into the darkness. She looked back, wondering what he meant. She repeated his words.. `Do not fall for Temptation?'

Sango awoke to the soft mewing of her fire cat, Kirara. She gently stroked her, and squinted as the sun filled the room form the large window. Sango got up and looked around. The room was large. Ikebana decorated each corner of the room in a pattern, and bamboo was some of the structure of the walls, which gave quite a nature's look to the room.

Sango looked out of the window to see the streets as quiet as before, except for a few men who walked the roads, and maidens who scuttled here and there. `Strange' thought Sango as she got up and prepared herself before going out for breakfast...

Sango walked down the quiet passage of the inn, looking around at the small paintings and trinkets that adorned the walls, and soft material that hung over the windows. She continued to walk, unsure of where to go, till she bumped into something. “Oh! I'm sorry!” Sango bent down, and helped up the old man from last night. He was wearing a light and dark blue kimono. He chuckled. “Ah! That's okay my dear! Come! You must be wondering about breakfast, yes?” he led her to a large room with a large dining table, blanketed in a large variety of food.

“Come! Eat till your hearts content!”

“All this for me? No, I can't! It's just too much!”

“Nonsense,” He pushed Sango towards the table and sat her down upon a cushion (it's one of those Japanese tables that are too low for chairs.. I can't remember what it's called though...--`')

Sango sat down, her eyes roaming over all the delicacies before her, but felt something was wrong. “Where's houshi-sama?” she said out loud.

“The monk?” The old man placed a finger upon his chin and tapped it thoughtfully. “Hmmm... I believe he went out to meet the village people.”

“Oh did he?” grumbled Sango. She knew what he'd be doing. Lusting over all the women of the village is what he'd be doing! `At this early morning too? Can't he just give it up?' Sango rose form her spot, Kirara following her lead.

“Would excuse me for a moment? I think things will be best if we were ALL here at this table.” The old man smiled and nodded. Sango quickly made her way out.

“He's probably in the front, go down the hall and take a left!” he shouted as he remembered she hadn't any idea of where to go. Sango stopped and shouted out a thankyou, and walked off, following the old man's directions. She got to a large door, and pushed it open, walking out into the dirt road.

She looked round to the side and watched as two more young ladies ran towards that direction. Sango huffed; Kirara mewed at her side. “Wherever there are women, Miroku is sure to be there.” She stalked off round the inn, to see a crowd of women, sitting round the young monk, who sat upon a large rock with a perverted smile.

“Yes this looks great! You will marry a great and handsome looking man, and have plenty of happy healthy children!” The young maiden with her hand held out giggled. “How would you like that young handsome man to be me?” he asked slyly as he took her hand. The young girl's face turned a deep shade of red as others gasped. Though before he could speak a syllable, he heard a deep noise sounding from a throat, and a tapping.

He turned his head, and looked up to see a flaring Sango. Miroku knew he was in trouble. “Erma... Sango how are you? Did you have a good sleep? Would you like to have your palm read?” He held out his hand gingerly, and Sango snatched it, yanking Miroku away. “Let's go!” she said through gritted teeth. Sango half dragged Miroku back to the dinning room of the inn, where the old man sat waiting patiently drinking tea.

He laughed heartily as she pushed Miroku down to sit and she sat in her spot, Kirara at her side.

Miroku chuckled, nervous then looked to the spread. “Wow, all this for us? My thanks and blessings go to you old man for helping out a tired travelling monk and his friend.” Miroku bowed his head slightly to him, and looked about at the food. Sango gave a glare at Miroku for the previous incident, and then looked to the smiling old man. “I am very sorry, we forgot to introduce ourselves. My name is Sango, and I am a demon slayer, here, is a monk, his name is Miroku.” Kirara jumped to the lap of her mistress and mewed. “Oh, and this is my faithful fire cat, Kirara. It's very nice to meet you sir, and we are very thankful for your hospitality. Dozo yoroshiku o-negai itashimasu.” Sango bowed, Miroku following her lead. The old man smiled.

“Hajimemashite. Watakushi wa Akira-san de gozaimasu. Kochira koso yoroshiku o-negai itashimasu.” He bowed and smiled. “Come now! Eat! Eat your fill!”

“Yes Sir!” answered Miroku enthusiastically, as he went straight to serve himself some Miso soup...

Miroku patted his full stomach as he looked to the messed table. The old man was slowly and contently chewing on his last spoonful of food. As soon as everybody set their plates down, Miroku turned to the Akira. “So, Akira-sama, what is it that is troubling this village? I am sure Sango and I will be able to take care of it." Akira looked up, and sighed.

“Well... About a year ago, we had a strange occurrence. Some of the young virgins of the village began to disappear. It was rare to see one come back, except for some handful who would come back to the village pregnant, and some shaky and frightened. Those pregnant women were frowned upon. Some died from the hysterics they were in, and some were forced to leave the village, since the village frowns upon impurity. This village may not be too popular, but amongst its people, it was known to be full of people who only look to a path of purity. We soon found from one of our tough women what happened before she was soon found and killed.

She was tempted to leave the village with a handsome young man, but refused. She soon found herself found herself looking into red eyes, and before she knew it, she was in a hidden cave. She managed to escape, giving the news of what happened to all the women, and how they were taken away by `Temptation' though shortly after was found dead.

We soon found that the young virgins of the village were lured away and raped by a terrible demon, which comes about looking like a handsome man. Now that is why the streets are usually deserted because of fear from this occurrence. Women should watch out for `Temptation'" Sango gasped at the tale, and thought back to what the old man said last night. `Do not fall for Temptation.' `So that's what he meant! Because I'm beautiful and a virgin!'

“That's awful.” Miroku rose from thinking, a determined look upon his face.

“I promise you that we shall not leave till we rid of this evil! No more women shall have their virginity taken away as long as I am here!”

Sango chuckled then coughed. “MMm. Sorry. Something in my throat...” She looked away, taking a small drink of water. `With Miroku around, the women will no doubt loose their virginity, though definitely not from `Temptation'.' Thought Sango as she rose and walked down the halls with Miroku and Akira-san.

The old man chuckled as he led them around the inn. “If you can defeat this demon, then all your accommodations and food will be free of charge. If not, then you'll have to get your purses out. Hehehehe...” Miroku and Sango stared at the old man in disbelief as they walked outside to where the hot springs/ bathing area was. Miroku and Sango looked to each other. “No worries! We'll catch that demon!” said Miroku reassuringly to Sango. She rolled her eyes and sighed as she followed Akira over past the last bathing stall, around to the side of the inn...

Miroku stopped as he heard some humming. He walked to the rice mat walls that separated each bathing area, and looked through the entrance of one. In the middle was a large body of steaming water, large white boulders made a border on the outside of the hot spring. Miroku looked over to the west, where a large mountain was, and back into the bathing area. He squinted and noticed a soft skin coloured figure sit on the side and pour a bucket of water over its head, long black hair flowing down to it's sitting waist. Miroku looked closer and drooled as he saw a bathing woman. Her head moved, and she grabbed a discarded towel, screaming. She threw the bucket at Miroku crying. “Help! It's `Temptation!'”

Hearing the screams, Akira and Sango wasted no time in running back, Sango unhooked the large bone boomerang from her back, and kirara transformed. “HIRAIKOTSU!”

Miroku looked to the side as he heard a swishing, and then his world went spinning, and finally black.

Sango grabbed the returning boomerang, and with the aid of Kirara took one leap right into the area where the scream came from. Sango stood before the woman (who now has a towel wrapped around her). Akira came rushing to the limp figure then sighed. “Do not worry yourself! It is merely the monk,” he sighed, shaking his head.

“What?” Sango cautiously walked over the body, and saw none other then Miroku, his eyes closed from being knocked out, a large bump on his forehead, and drool coming down the side of his mouth. Sango scowled, the pervert must have been watching the young woman bathe. She turned to the woman and old man, bowing deeply and muttering many apologizes. “Miroku no baka!”

Translation:

Watakushi wa de gozaimasu: The most polite and formal way of introducing yourself. I am

Hajimemashita: Pleased to meet you

Dozo yoroshiku o-negai itashimasu: Please treat me well in our later encounters/ please look after me

Kochira koso: same here

(Name) no baka: (Name) you fool!

Ikebana: flower arrangements

Yeah.. well that's the prologue and first chapter.. Yeah I know.. It seems that it's not really starting eh? Well I promise this will all get to somewhere. I'm going to give it a R rating because of the references to some sort of rape going on, as well as that slight innuendo.. I placed in a few Japanese words here and there just because this is one of those shows where its quite authentically Japanese in the culture displayed within the show, plus to give some words you can mutter everyday. But I'm no Japanese master, I'm just learning.. Actually teaching myself from a textbook that was given to me by a teacher in my middle school that used to live in Japan for about 2 years.. SO thank you! I only know hello's, goodbyes, comments on weather, pleases and thankyous so far so... yeah... Sad ne? --'' Anyways.. Please Read and Review! The next chapter shall be coming up soon! Ja ne!

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