InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Contest Two ❯ Nightmares Can Be Good Things ( Chapter 4 )

Nightmares Can Be Good Things (a.k.a Innocence Lost)

by Wandering Houshi Miroku, currently at ff.net, & Mediaminer.org

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. If I did, Miroku and Kagome would be canon & Rin would be old enough for Sesshomaru.

Summary: Kagome has a nightmare, and takes Miroku's comfort a little too enthusiastically.

Rating: mid- "R"

Notes: 1. Sex, drugs, alcohol & S&M. Oookay. This is why I don't write when I'm tired.

2. A fictitious piece of pie who knows the band, album and songs I cite in this. 3. This is gonna sound like a bad porno, but it's my first attempt at lechery on paper. Thank's for the support.

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On he runs, through the endless gray. The wind whistles louder, and louder still. He runs faster, but the wind picks up speed, as if following him. He tries to escape, but falls. He looks at his surroundings, trying to figure out where he is. He stands bracing himself on a stone. A smooth, rounded...stone?

"It's a gravestone." he observes, and fearfully reads the name.

"Miroku....me."

The monk stares at his grave, inside what he can now see is a crater. The wind howls, his death creeping, and the beads on his hand break. The wind tunnel opens, and he begins to be sucked in. It tears at his hand, then the pain travels up his arm, and to the rest of him. The pain tears, rips, pulls him apart. A massive roar is sent to the crumbling sky, then all fades to black.

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"No!" The girl from the future awoke with a scream, drenched in a cold sweat. She looked around, searching for...

"He's still there. Thank God." she sighed with relief. The purple-clad figure was resting peacefully, his breathing normal, his hair fallen over his face in a cute way, an even cuter pout on his face, a product of his dreams, no doubt. The girl is afraid for him. His time is like a fuse, short and burning fast. She needed to wake him. She just had to.

"Miroku." she said, nudging him gently. "Miroku, wake up."

"Huh? Kagome? I must still be dreaming."

"No, you lech. I woke you up."

"Oh...why?"

"For...for this."

She bent lower and smothered the stunned monk with her lips, running her hand through his soft hair, and letting her tongue play with his.

"It's definitely a dream. But, if this is true, just let it be." the monk uttered.

"Oh, it's real. If it wasn't would I still do this?" SMACK!

The monk "ouch"ed in pain as the girl pried his hand from her panty line.

"Yes, yes you would. You do that quite often in my dreams." the monk stated with a cringe still on his face.

"God, you are a masochist aren't you? Wait...you dream about me?"

"Um...no. Hey, so why'd you kiss me?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Oh....well, I, uh, I had a dream. You died."

"Well thank you for the vote of confidence. How did I die?"

"The Kazanaa."

"Oh. Well, yeah, that happens to me quite a bit. That's mainly what I dream about."

"And what else do you dream about?" she inquired.

"You."

"Oh really? "

"Yes. It's the Kazanaa then you. And Sango, sometimes. Or both of you."

"Lech."

"Yes I am. But you love me."

"You can't prove that."

"I believe I was just recently awakened from a slumber and was kissed by a 'innocent' girl from the future, not the other way around."

"Look, I was worried, OK? I don't want you to die."

"It's ok. I'm fine." he said, hugging her gently.

"I know. But you might not have been."

She looked up from the ground and into his eyes. The deep brown pools he mesmerized her with without even trying. She threw her arms around his neck and buried her head in his chest.

"I can't let anything happen to you. You're my friend, I've got to protect you. I'm a miko, it's my job."

"No, I have to protect you. You're untrained and weak, insult not intended, and I, as a monk, must do all I can to ensure your safety. Besides, I like you too much to see you hurt. That's why I just can seem to get rid of th urge to hurt Inuyasha. He's always hurting you and you just take it. It pains me to see you like that."

She tried to speak, but couldn't.

"Thank- thank you. It means a lot known that someone cares."

"It's no problem. But you, however, seem to have one. You're shaking."

"Yeah...that nightmare must've gotten to me more than I thought."

"I could always make that go away."

"You're a bad person. God, wanting to have sex in the middle of camp. What's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, it's a habit, I-"

"Let's go to the river, where no one will see us."

"Wha- what?!" the monk exclaimed.

"Shhh. Keep it down. You'll wake them up." she scolded.

"Uh....yeah."

"Oh, wait, I want to get some things from my bag first."

"Ok. I'll wait for you."

"Ok." she agreed, and he then walked away.

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"Miroku? You there?" the girl asked, clutching a small bag against her slight frame.

"Right here."

"Good. Now come, here, I wanna show you something."

"Ok, what?" he inquired, walking towards her.

"This." she said pulling some thing out of her bag.

"What are these things?"

"Ok, let's see....we've got a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, a whip, a cat o' nine tails and a dime bag."

"Uh....why? And what's a dime bag?"

"Marijuana. It's a drug I got from my friends Jay and Bob. And the rest is because you like pain."

"Alright. This is weird..."

"It's ok. Now I'm going to put the cuffs on you." she said, locking the monk's hands behind his back.

"Now, let's get rid of those robes..."

She ripped the purple and black robes from the monk, revealing his chiseled chest and abs.

She ran her hands down his front with an "oooh" and then slid her hand down his pants and rubbed him gently.

"Ah...big boy, are we? Good."

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He was on the floor, his hand behind his back, the girl in a mount position, moaning, writhing, every so often hitting his chest with the cat o' nine, and then dropped it, fell onto his chest and in the same moment, they screamed each other's names and she reached behind his back and unlocked the handcuffs.

"Kagome!"

"Yeah, say my name boy. Say it!"

"Kagome!"

"Again!"

"KAGOME!!!"

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"What?!"

The girl awoke with a start.

"What happened? Huh?"

"You were yelling in your sleep, I thought you might be having a nightmare." the monk stated, concern on his face.

"Um...yeah. It was, uh, a nightmare. Thanks for waking me up, Miroku."

"Anytime, Lady Kagome."

END

So what did you think? Good, bad, in the middle? If it's good, thanks, If not, I'm tired. Don't judge me. Wait...no, judge me, it helps.

~Wandering Houshi Miroku, AniMetallicA, the confused fanboy.