InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bed Ridden ❯ The Art of Self Control ( Chapter 18 )
General Info: Round Robin #1 for the Monk_and_Miko Yahoo! Group.
Title: Bed Ridden
Summary: He's lived through a cursed hand, demons, and a hanyou with an attitude- but can our sixteenth century houshi live through the stimulations of the twentieth century?
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Author: Chiisai-tori
Chapter Summary: In which Miroku discovers chivalry, and the couple find out that they have a lot of explaining to do.
Disclaimer: I in no part own Inuyasha - not his hair, his ears, or anything else for that matter! So back off *glares threateningly*…
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Chapter 18: The Art of Self Control
Miroku was in a rather intriguing dilemma. On the one hand, he was thoroughly enjoying himself. He finally had the object of his affections draped across his lap, sighing and wriggling in a most delightful manner. She had been holding him down - not altogether unpleasant, but awkward nonetheless - a few quick tugs had freed his hands to do what they did best(no guesses what that was!)
However, his mind (the annoyingly rational part that he tried to ignore whenever possible) was screaming, 'Too fast! Danger! Slow down, you idiot!' Kagome had recently shown a surprisingly devious and downright sneaky side to her, but he was nearly one hundred percent sure that she was NOT ready for what she was unwittingly inviting. Reluctantly he dragged his lips away from hers and tightened his hold on her, keeping her still. "Kagome, stop."
"Hnh?" she mumbled rather dazedly, automatically trying to continue the kiss she had been enjoying just moments earlier. For a few blissful moments, Miroku gave in and let her. After all, he was the one who had come in and started this! He drifted happily in his mind - until Kagome started fumbling with the front of his robes. That jerked him back into cold reality with a sharp lurch.
Miroku grabbed her wrists and held her away from him. She frowned cutely, pouting. 'Oh gods, don't do that!' he moaned to himself, his resolve wavering somewhat. But outwardly he put on a stern expression. "Now, Kagome," he began steadily.
"Hmm?" she hummed breathily.
Smirk.
"You've been a very bad girl. I think I'm going to have to punish you," he leered at her.
Much to his amusement, she blushed furiously. "You are not going to hit me!"
The monk grinned, unrepentant. "You hit me," he pointed out helpfully.
She spluttered at him. "That's -"
"Now, what should your punishment be?" he asked rhetorically, one finger resting on his chin in a thoughtful pose. "I don't hit women," he remarked pointedly, "so that's out." He was silent for a moment. "A ha! I have the perfect one." Incidentally, it would solve his dilemma too.
"And?"Kagome prompted, a tad nervous.
"Your punishment," Miroku murmured, leaning ever closer.
She inhaled shakily. "Yes?"
"…will…be…" His face was now right in front of hers in a now-familiar position. One called `Prelude to a Kiss'.
"Uhn?" she breathed softly, her eyes beginning to slide closed. Suddenly Miroku picked her up, set her safely on the floor and calmly walked out of the room. She gaped at his retreating back in utter disbelief. "Ooh…you…you!" She stormed over and kicked her door closed with a slam.
A tousled black head poked out from one of the rooms. "What's all the noise?" Souta asked sleepily.
"Er…it's nothing." Both boys flinched when a sound remarkably like a chair being thrown across the room came through the door.
"Nothing.Right." Souta was clearly sceptical. Miroku couldn't really blame him. `Er…it's nothing.' Couldn't get much lamer than that. But at least disaster had been averted.
For now.
He didn't think his already pitiful self control could stand up to another assault like that one.
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Needing very much to cool off, but not fancying yet another cold shower, Miroku found himself wandering outside. He strolled along, hands shoved deep in his pockets. Off to the side he could see the well house, and in it the Bone Eater's Well. For a moment he pondered - what had it looked like when Kagome brought him through? A young man, dressed in what he now knew were extremely unusual clothes for this time, covered in his own blood, being dragged by a girl smaller than him. It must have made a most unusual sight.
He was just glad that he hadn't had to see it himself.
Then his mind took a rather unwelcome turn. He tried to imagine Inuyasha coming through the well, meeting Kagome, talking to her family…doing what he had been doing all this time during his recovery. A hot flash of jealousy shot through him. It was bad enough that the arrogant, egotistical hanyou claimed the bulk of Kagome's time and attention…but to now know that Inuyasha had been enjoying the hospitality of Kagome's family for such a long time…he could feel his blood boiling. In a few short weeks he would lose all this. He would be recovered, the stitches would come out…and he would go back.
Back. Not `go home'. Go back.
A slight movement from the direction of the well house caught his eye, but just as he was going to go over and investigate, a furious yell had him spinning around on the spot.
"Miroku!How dare you, you over-confident, self-obsessed, pompous idiot!" Well. Kagome was obviously not very happy. Hmm.
"Ah, Kagome.Do I detect a note of," he smiled suddenly, "frustration, by any chance?" He watched as she strode angrily over to where he stood, admiring the way her eyes were flashing in rage.
"By the gods, Miroku-sama, if you don't finish what you started, I'll-" She was cut off by the sensation of his lips crashing down on hers, two arms wrapping tightly around her waist. `Well… someone's self control just snapped…' Kagome sighed into his mouth contentedly, drinking in the feel of his warm body pressing against her. All at once, a low growl sounded. Miroku found himself torn away, landing a good distance from Kagome - who was standing stock still, not daring to move a muscle. Enraged golden eyes bore into her, looking away only to glare at the fallen monk.
Miroku'seyes crossed as they tried to focus on the very pointy sword that was thrust in his face. "You, monk, had better have a DAMN good explanation!" The said monk looked over to Kagome, and his heart fell at the look of guilt that was on her face. She felt guilty over what they had done, he was sure. Guilty that she had let Inuyasha see.
Her frantic next words left him even more disheartened. "Inuyasha, it's not what you think!"
In that moment Miroku decided that dogs were ultimately more trouble than they were worth. He didn't like them. Yes, he preferred cats. Cats didn't ambush you in the middle of…well, that, and they didn't run around brandishing lethal weapons in people's faces. And they didn't steal your lover, either.
No, he didn't like dogs at all.
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Next Author: Mrs. Videl Son
Due Date: July 3, 2004(May be extended because of upcoming holiday…)
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