InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Contest Two ❯ New Moon and A Monks Robe ( Chapter 8 )

Story Title: New Moon and A Monks Robe

Author: amyfushigiyugi Edited by BelleDayNight

Disclaimer: (like any of us care)I don't own Inu Yasha or any of its characters, Rumiko Takahashi does. '


Story Summary: This one shot was taken from chapter two of Keeper of The Heart.

Rating: R

New Moon and A Monks Robe

The night of the new moon sucked as far as Inu Yasha was concerned. Being human sucked even worst. "Feh," he stuck his now clawless hands in his sleeves trying to stay awake. Shifting into a more comfortable spot he glanced down at Kagome wishing he could hear her breathing. He missed that sound. Yep, being human was boring and made it harder to stay awake. His tense body slowly relaxed against his will as his eyes closed.

Miroku watched from the shadow of the adjacent tree as Inu Yasha fell asleep. He knew how the hanyou felt about this night. Miroku had decided to stay awake and keep watch for once. He was the most powerful of the group now that Inu Yasha was having his monthly. Miroku smirked at his own mental joke.

Kagome had brought something called instant coffee and Miroku had drunk several cups. After much deliberation Miroku had come to the conclusion that the stuff was dangerous. If given the opportunity, he could beat Kouga in a race right now. He watched his legs twitch as if hearing his thoughts. 'Scratch racing Kouga,' Miroku thought dreamily. 'I bet I could go through a harem of women right now and leave them all smiling and bearing my children.' His eyes glazed over as he dipped into those thoughts.

Why he could even hear them moaning... 'Wait, that was a real moan!' Miroku's amethyst eyes snapped open to land on Kagome-sama who lay not far from him.

Kagome stood surrounded in complete darkness as a light caught her eye. A Shikon shard!! She took a couple steps toward it but the shard seemed to be moving farther away. Not wanting to be left in the pitch black or lose the shard, Kagome frowned. She had no choice but to follow it. Looking around quickly she couldn't see anyone, so it was up to her. Taking a deep breath for courage she followed the now disappearing light into the unknown.

Miroku cocked an eyebrow his face losing all _expression, as Kagome seemed to be looking around at. ...Nothing?....then she stood up and took off into the trees, barely missing a low hanging limb as if she didn't even see it.

Both Miroku's eyebrows raised as another thought struck him. SHE WASN'T AWAKE!!! Looking up Miroku made sure Inu Yasha was still sound asleep, now that he was human. Knowing Inu Yasha couldn't hear the sounds that would normally wake him Miroku quietly followed Kagome into the darkness.

Kagome squinted her eyes as the shard seemed to shimmer as if it were going to disappear. Her steps faltered as two red eyes shimmered into existence accompanied by an evil laugh. "Oh shit," Kagome could feel her mouth move but couldn't hear her own voice.

"So miko, you want the shard bad enough to come alone, unarmed and without your companions." Naraku's voice sent chills down her spine and she felt her heart speed up in fear.

"Naraku." Kagome tried to hiss but it sounded more like a squeak. As if stepping into some spotlight out of the darkness his long dark hair floated around him in some imaginary breeze lending to his wickedness.

Naraku smirked when he took a step forward and Kagome took a step back. "Come now, don't you want what you came for?" He held the shard in front of him as if to taunt her.

Kagome stopped her retreat wanting to wipe the smirk from his face. Her eyes lit up for a millisecond as she reached behind her and thankfully felt the bow and arrows there on her back. In an instant she had drawn back and fired an arrow straight at his exposed chest.

A chill ran through her as his smile widened and he waited on the impact. Kagome stood in horror as the arrow went into him opening up a portal only to release demonic red eyed spiders from some dark prison within him. The same type of spider that was imbedded in his back, they were all different sizes. Kagome screamed as they came at her in waves. Naraku's dark form was quickly changing into the shape of the demon spider.

Miroku cleared the trees coming up behind Kagome just as she started silently screaming and throwing her clothes off in all directions. At first he was too stunned to react. As soon as he caught the fear in her eyes and the tears that trailed down her cheeks Miroku grabbed her and spun her around. First thing she did was hit him right in the neck sending him into a coughing fit but he didn't release her.

Kagome's arms seemed to be everywhere all at once as she through her weight against him knocking him off his feet. Still Miroku didn't release her. As soon as he hit the ground he dragged her down on top of him and he rolled pinning her under him.

Miroku now had new respect for her small size. Trapping those wild legs under his and pinning her arms to the ground he tried to calm her. "Kagome...Kagome-sama its Miroku. You have to wake up." Kagome's eyes were still unfocused and her breathing erratic. Miroku tried every hard not to notice the breathing as her bare chest pressed against the thin cloth of his robe. She had been very fast in shedding her clothing, not that he was complaining.

Kagome could still see the spiders but stilled for a moment hearing Miroku's urgent voice. Praying help had come Kagome franticly whispered, "Get them off of me! Please Miroku, help!" She would rather face a thousand Narakus then a couple of spiders and Naraku must have known that. She fought to get her hands free trying to get her skirt off. She could still feel them crawling up her legs and under the cloth to hide.

Miroku could see the fear still in her roaming eyes and wanted to make it go away. "What Kagome? What do you want off? I'll help you." He added ready to do anything she said.

"My clothes," more tears flowed. "Please Miroku get my clothes off of me." Kagome moaned, squirming under him trying to get to her skirt off herself.

Miroku sat up, still straddling her. Something told him he was going to die in the very near future and it wasn't going to be from the Kazana. Seeing her hands already at her skirt she was trying to move him. So Miroku did the only thing he could do. He moved and let her undress herself right there in front of him. It was when she started smacking at her skin as if killing imaginary objects that he stopped her.

Grabbing Kagome's wrist safely in his hands Miroku brought her into his lap. As he did this she seemed to sense safety and instead of coming sideways, as he had planned, Kagome wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and buried her face in the arc of his neck gulping for air.

Miroku let go of her wrist and she flung them around him latching on to him tightly. Miroku sighed placing his arms around her and running his hand up and down her bare back. "I've got you Kagome. It's all right now. I won't let anything hurt you ever." His voice was harsh and breathless. He didn't know if it was from the struggle he had with her or from when she nearly took out his throat but he did know he meant every word of what he said. He nuzzled her hair with his cheek hoping to comfort her.

Kagome grew aware of the cool air that was caressing her and she opened her eyes. "Are you really here?" She asked skeptically as she watched stray tendrils of Miroku's hair brush across his neck and her cheek. She was still too frightened to look anywhere else just yet in fear of seeing eight legged creepy crawlies. Kagome snuggled deeper into his warmth and protectiveness.

Miroku tried to smile but could only brace his teeth together as he felt his self harden when she unintentionally rubbed her center against his... "Fuck." Miroku flinched feeling her heat through his clothes. Trying to keep his voice calm Miroku asked, "Kagome? Are you finally awake now?"

Kagome squeezed her eyes closed. "God I hope not." She was silent for a moment then in a child like voice she ventured to ask "Miroku?"

"Yes Kagome-same?" His voice was strained.

"I'm naked aren't I?" She wanted to die.

"Yes." Miroku's voice seemed to hit a high note.

"Do you see any spiders?" Kagome asked in a tiny voice.

Miroku looked down her pale back, her soft skin glowing in the moonlight. Sliding his hand down the path his eyes had just taken he didn't stop until he had his hand cupping her smooth cheek. "Ahmm, no," he whispered as he shifted her tighter against him. Miroku groaned inwardly, almost drawing blood as he bit his lip from the sensation of her pressed against his rock hard...

"Miroku?" Kagome pressed closer trying to hide.

"Ahmm, yes?" He sounded a million miles away.

"Remove the hand or I will remove it permanently." Her eyes narrowed as she stared at his chest. She closed her eyes in defeat realizing exactly what she had done. What ever she was sitting on seemed to be growing and she knew she had to do something quick.

Miroku swiftly brought his hand up to the small of her back only to press down a little as his hips reflexively jerked upward.

Kagome's eyes flew open and her head tilted up to look at his face. "Miroku!"

"Yes, Kagome-sama?" Miroku's voice faltered as his eyes glazed over.

Knowing he was past help, Kagome started untying his robe dieing a little every time she had to pull and push a little until it finally came free of him.

Miroku knew he was going to die. Kagome was undressing him and he was going to die any moment now. She pulled on the part of the robe that was caught between them and Miroku tasted the metallic flavor of his blood this time. As it finally pulled free and he could feel even more heat directly over his... Miroku's eyes shot open as the heat took flight and ...left him.

Kagome had the robe wrapped around her securely before Miroku knew what hit him. His eyes instantly sought hers only to find she was staring at ... his eyes followed the path hers had taken and he looked down at himself seeing... the tent that was causing his loose pants to ride ...Ahmm...dangerously low.

Miroku gulped, her staring at it like that wasn't going to make it go away any faster.

Kagome spun around now knowing what she had been sitting on. With Miroku lying there like that with the shadows playing across his tone abs. Kagome shut the thought off mid-sentence as something coiled in the pit of her stomach. His eyes had been so pleading.

She quickly looked everywhere but at him and located her missing clothes knowing it wasn't his fault they had been removed. She could feel the fire in her cheeks as she collected her clothing.

"Kagome-sama?" Miroku started to rise.

"No! Miroku don't move. Stay there please." She looked down at him, their eyes locking for a moment, as she seemed to do battle within the lavender pools. "Not a word Miroku." Kagome half pleaded half ordered as she passed him and headed back for what she hoped was camp.

Miroku turned, watching her leave with only his robe as covering. His robe had never looked so good.