InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Devil May Care ❯ Secrets ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Ssinurn Solen 
She finally found her way out of the bushes. Kagome saw Monty. She decided to follow her, but did not want to startle Monty.
Monty was heading towards the ruins. She had her hands full of flowers. It became easier to follow Monty as the trees became thicker.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.06.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 522 | Status: Completed
She finally found her way out of the bushes. Kagome saw Monty. She decided to follow her, but did not want to startle Monty.
Monty was heading towards the ruins. She had her hands full of flowers. It became easier to follow Monty as the trees became thicker.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.06.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 522 | Status: Completed
Chapter 5: Secrets
On Miroku's bed was a note and a tiny bottle of some lilac colored liquid.
"Don't be daft ." The note read," Put some of this perfume on her neck. It is one of Dhamendra's concoctions. The scent helps to keep the victim in a half asleep state. Plus, it is a mild aphrodisiac. It seems to be less effective on men, but be careful not to let yourself doze off. Don't worry, I have already tested it. Shalaya, Javid's wife assured me it works perfectly. Do not forget to unlock her door, lock yours and keep her in your bed. Pleasant dreams. Monty. "
"Nothing slips by Adeline," Miroku said, "or Dhamendra. I wonder where Dhamendra was today?"
Sir Dhamendra Barstow was Monty's older half brother. They shared the same mother. Dhamendra's real father had been a servant to Monty's mother. Some suspected he was the product of rape, since Monty's mother, when she was alive, was said to have shuddered in fear when the boy was around her.
Monty's father adopted the boy as his own, although he knew the boy would never be able to legally inherit any of his riches. The elder Barstow set up a salary from his coffers to care for Dhamendra. Even though the boy could not legally have his fortune, he wanted his foster son to be cared for.
Dhamendra had no interest in being a nobleman, despite his magnetic charm and handsome build. Dhamendra wanted to be an alchemist and metallurgist. The elder Barstow sent Dhamendra to the finest schools money could buy to study the sciences. It paid off. Dhamendra was one of the best. The King himself called upon Dhamendra from time to time.
Above that, Dhamendra was a devoted Michaelian Knight. The King had knighted Dhamendra and presented him with his own signet.
If this perfume was one of Dhamendra's concoctions, it would work.
Miroku took the not to the fireplace and made sure it was ash before he went ahead with his plan. He listened at the secret door between his and Sango's rooms, to see if she was asleep. To his surprise, he heard sighs, and Sango calling out his name.
"This may be easier than I thought. Perhaps I should just knock on her door. I can take the perfume to her." He thought to himself.
Miroku got into his nightshirt and robe. He slipped the small perfume vial in his pocket and went to knock on Sango's door.
"Hello, are you alright?" He asked.
"Just a moment." Sango opened the door. "Oh, it's you." She said through a tear stained face.
"I took the liberty of having you and your aunt placed near my room. Forgive me, but I could not think of having you on the other side of the manor. I would not be able to sleep. Call me overprotective, but my heart would not let me have you in the same house without my personal protection. "
"Your heart?"
"Yes, Sango. I have noticed you often. I have dreamed of you at night. I was afraid my reputation would make you hate me. I am considered a womanizer. I feared you would shy away. It was not until I kissed you, that I knew I could not be without you. Forgive me, it is early, and I am babbling."
Miroku knew he was blushing. Just looking at Sango in her thin nightgown made him have an erection.
"Who knew she was hiding such a beautiful body under that corset." He thought to himself.
"It is alright. I have thought of you often as well."
"Um, because I knew you would be here for the party, I had a friend of mine try to make a scent for you. I have a small vial of it here. I just never got a chance to let you try it. I wanted to get you alone to do so." He said as he pulled the vial out of his robe pocket."
"For me?" she said as she took the small vial from his hand and pulled the small cork from the end. She put the scent to her nose and smiled. She poured the contents into her hand, rubbed the scent on her neck and behind her ears.
"It smells wonderful. Chamomile, lavender, vanilla and another ..." Sango started to say as she swooned.
"Sango! Are you alright?" Miroku said, faking concern.
"I feel a little woozy."
"Here, let me walk you to your bed."
"Thank you." Sango moaned slightly as Miroku put his arm around her waist to steady her. "You are so warm."
"You will be alright, Sango. I will stay here and hold your hand until you fall asleep."
"Please hold me. I feel shaky. I don't want to be alone."
"Alright. Here, just let me close the door."
Miroku closed the door and was careful not to lock it. He looked back to see that the exhaustion from the party, and the added potion had put Sango to sleep.
He walked over, scooped her up in his arms, took her through the secret door to his room and placed her in his bed. He went to his own door and locked it.
He slowly pulled off his robe and nightshirt.
"She is just so gorgeous." He thought to himself. He slowly massaged her breasts through the silky material as he covered her lips and face with kisses.
"Wha.. what are you doing?" Sango said slowly through small moans and ragged breaths.
"I am loving you. I need you, my love, my Sango."
"But will you respect me in the morning, you pervert." Sango said as a sly smile crossed her lips.
"I most certainly will. I will even prove it." he said as he reached for a ring that was sitting on the nightstand. "This is for you. We are now engaged." He said as he placed it on her left ring finger. He was amazed that the diamond ring fit her so well.
"Mm, I still feel woozy."
"If you want to just sleep next to me, you can. But, I can't guarantee my lips and hands behaving."
"Forget your hands. My hands have a mind of themselves as well." She said as she returned his kisses and urged him closer to her. "It is hot. I am wearing too many clothes." She removed her gown to reveal her body.
He stood up and looked at her as she lie on his bed. "Beautiful."
"I love you, Miroku."
"Shh, no more words." He said as he kneeled next to the bed.
He turned her so her legs were hanging off the side. He kneaded her breasts as he started licking her navel and working his way down.
Sango ran her fingers through his tousled, black, shoulder length hair. As his lips and tongue got to her clitoris, Sango sank her nails into his scalp.
"Ow, careful!"
Sango's hands slowly relaxed as she purred and moaned.
Miroku stood and tuned her back so she was completely on the bed. He lay atop her and kissed her as he massaged her breasts and rubbed his penis against her slippery folds.
Miroku had wanted to take his time, but it was nearing two a clock in the morning. He knew he might be too exhausted to perform well enough if he did not take her right then.
Sango squealed slightly, then relaxed, as he placed himself inside and slowly moved, quickening the pace at Sango's urging. He spent himself as she cried out her own release.
Miroku rolled off of her and pulled the blankets over both of them. He adjusted himself so that he lay in her arms as she slept.
Kagome dressed quickly as she let Inuyasha sleep. He looked so sweet an innocent as his chest rose and fell. Yet, Kagome knew that after a night like the one before, it was better to let him sleep. She did not want to provoke his temper.
She decided to wear ladies clothes. Once in the dressing room adjacent to their bedchamber, she called for someone to help her dress.
"Good morning." said the beautiful Hindustani girl who came to help her.
Kagome gasped. The girl was wearing a long sleeved shirt, and a purple cloth that wrapped around her so it formed a flowing skirt. The cloth was painted with gold colored designs, making it look as rich as any clothing that Kagome had.
"I am called Atalaya. I am Javid's daughter. How may I help you?"
"Um, well. I need to get dressed. I have a dress picked out but.."
Atalaya smiled. "You like my sari better than your dress. I must admit, it is more comfortable. The Baroness herself is wearing a sari today. " The girl seemed used to being asked about her sari and if she could help someone else to wear one. Atalaya immediately went to a drawer and pulled out several bolts of cloth.
"Is there a color you prefer among these?"
"That light green one is very beautiful."
"Ah, yes. " She said as she set the cloth aside and went to another drawer to find a matching shirt. "It will go so well with your coloring."
"Has Monty had breakfast yet?"
"Oh yes. She just finished. She should be in the rose garden."
Kagome marveled at the way Atalaya tucked and folded the cloth as she wound it around Kagome. Atalaya found an amber colored sash and wound it around Kagome's waist to help secure the intricate folds.
"Now, please twirl around a bit, to make sure I got the tucks tight enough. I do not think you would like to loose your sari while guests are still in the house."
Kagome nodded and twirled. The sari was comfortable, and accentuated every proper curve in her body. Kagome wondered why western women bound themselves up so tightly to look beautiful, when something as simple as a sari did a much better job to heighten one's beauty.
"Your name is very pretty, Atalaya."
"Thank you. It means one who watches cheerfully."
"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Kagome. My name means birds' nest."
Atalaya smiled. "Thank you. If you would like, I can show you to the gardens and have your breakfast brought out there?"
"That would be wonderful."
"I will see to it then." Atalaya said as she smiled and led Kagome to the gardens.
Kagome could not find Monty in the gardens. No mater what twist or turn through the myriad of rose bushes, she kept getting lost.
"This is the first labyrinth made from rose bushes I have ever been in."
She finally found her way out of the bushes. Kagome saw Monty. She decided to follow her, but did not want to startle Monty.
Monty was heading towards the ruins. She had her hands full of flowers. It became easier to follow Monty as the trees became thicker.
Once inside the ruins, Kagome regretted following Monty so shamelessly.
In a long ruined courtyard, were three graves. Monty was singing a song in Hindi and placing the flowers on the graves.
As Kagome stepped into view, she tripped over some stones and nearly fell over.
"Who's there!" Monty gasped as she whirled around and pulled a dagger from the folds of her sari. "Oh, its just you Kagome. You did very well following me without me noticing you. Very good for a Knight as new as you are."
"Whose graves are these?"
"My father's, Cornelius' and Sukunaio."
"Who is Sukunaio?"
"My son. He was stillborn. The birth was so rough, that I was unable to have any more children. It is part of the reason I will never marry. Nobles want heirs, and I am lacking the capacity."
"Oh. I am sorry. Wait, you had a child before you married?"
"I will tell you a secret that only one other person knows. You must swear to keep the knowledge of it in this place. If Inuyasha found out about this, he would be livid."
"It has to do with your son?"
"Yes, Kagome. Come lets go sit on the stone bench."
Kagome felt shaky on the inside as she sat down. Anything that would make Inuyasha angry was not a good thing to know.
"I fell in love with Cornelius, but he was not my first love. For most of my life, Cornelius was more like a big brother than a future husband. This ruined garden was Cornelius' favorite place here. that is why he is buried here. When I fell head over heels for another man, he consented to allow me to marry the man I loved. Unfortunately, the mother of the man I loved disapproved of me and refused to have his arranged marriage cancelled. The Man's father tried to talk his wife out of it, with no success. He finally consented to his wife's demand."
"That is terrible!"
"The man I loved and I decided to elope. Cornelius took me to meet my love in Italy. Cornelius could not stand to see me unhappy, so he took me to another man. Once we were together, my love and I made love constantly for those two weeks. Yet, my love always found an excuse to not go to a church to marry me. One morning, I awoke to find my lover gone. He left me a note saying that he could not live without his fortune and would not endanger his title or holdings by marrying me. I was heartbroken. Cornelius had taken me to Italy, to insure I was happy. Cornelius told me he would still marry me. While on the trip home, I found out I was pregnant. Cornelius decided to accept the child as his own. We fell in love on the ship, and we made love there. Cornelius told me that it was because he wanted to insure everyone knew whom the child and me belonged to. He told me he would never let me suffer."
"Cornelius sounds like he was a wonderful man."
"If I had not been so stupid, I would have never strayed form his side. I suppose it is complicated being a woman at that age. When Cornelius died, Father kept me locked away. He did not let anyone know I was pregnant. It would have caused a further scandal for Cornelius. With Cornelius dead, he did not want any more shame on his spirit. Father never knew that Cornelius was not the father of my child. Father never knew that I had another lover. When the child was stillborn, we secretly buried him here, next to Cornelius."
"You are still in love with that long lost lover, aren't you?"
"Yes, Kagome. Unfortunately I still love him very much. And now, he and his family are in grave danger, and I feel helpless. I am afraid if I go to help him and his wife, as His Majesty had bid me do, I will caught up in my feelings and get careless."
"That would upset Inuyasha. I understand."
"But you don't understand. If I do not go, I will gain the ire of the King. If I do go, I will gain the disgust and ire of Inuyasha. "
"Why?"
"Because the one I am bid to go rescue is Sesshomaru, Inuyasha's brother."
On Miroku's bed was a note and a tiny bottle of some lilac colored liquid.
"Don't be daft ." The note read," Put some of this perfume on her neck. It is one of Dhamendra's concoctions. The scent helps to keep the victim in a half asleep state. Plus, it is a mild aphrodisiac. It seems to be less effective on men, but be careful not to let yourself doze off. Don't worry, I have already tested it. Shalaya, Javid's wife assured me it works perfectly. Do not forget to unlock her door, lock yours and keep her in your bed. Pleasant dreams. Monty. "
"Nothing slips by Adeline," Miroku said, "or Dhamendra. I wonder where Dhamendra was today?"
Sir Dhamendra Barstow was Monty's older half brother. They shared the same mother. Dhamendra's real father had been a servant to Monty's mother. Some suspected he was the product of rape, since Monty's mother, when she was alive, was said to have shuddered in fear when the boy was around her.
Monty's father adopted the boy as his own, although he knew the boy would never be able to legally inherit any of his riches. The elder Barstow set up a salary from his coffers to care for Dhamendra. Even though the boy could not legally have his fortune, he wanted his foster son to be cared for.
Dhamendra had no interest in being a nobleman, despite his magnetic charm and handsome build. Dhamendra wanted to be an alchemist and metallurgist. The elder Barstow sent Dhamendra to the finest schools money could buy to study the sciences. It paid off. Dhamendra was one of the best. The King himself called upon Dhamendra from time to time.
Above that, Dhamendra was a devoted Michaelian Knight. The King had knighted Dhamendra and presented him with his own signet.
If this perfume was one of Dhamendra's concoctions, it would work.
Miroku took the not to the fireplace and made sure it was ash before he went ahead with his plan. He listened at the secret door between his and Sango's rooms, to see if she was asleep. To his surprise, he heard sighs, and Sango calling out his name.
"This may be easier than I thought. Perhaps I should just knock on her door. I can take the perfume to her." He thought to himself.
Miroku got into his nightshirt and robe. He slipped the small perfume vial in his pocket and went to knock on Sango's door.
"Hello, are you alright?" He asked.
"Just a moment." Sango opened the door. "Oh, it's you." She said through a tear stained face.
"I took the liberty of having you and your aunt placed near my room. Forgive me, but I could not think of having you on the other side of the manor. I would not be able to sleep. Call me overprotective, but my heart would not let me have you in the same house without my personal protection. "
"Your heart?"
"Yes, Sango. I have noticed you often. I have dreamed of you at night. I was afraid my reputation would make you hate me. I am considered a womanizer. I feared you would shy away. It was not until I kissed you, that I knew I could not be without you. Forgive me, it is early, and I am babbling."
Miroku knew he was blushing. Just looking at Sango in her thin nightgown made him have an erection.
"Who knew she was hiding such a beautiful body under that corset." He thought to himself.
"It is alright. I have thought of you often as well."
"Um, because I knew you would be here for the party, I had a friend of mine try to make a scent for you. I have a small vial of it here. I just never got a chance to let you try it. I wanted to get you alone to do so." He said as he pulled the vial out of his robe pocket."
"For me?" she said as she took the small vial from his hand and pulled the small cork from the end. She put the scent to her nose and smiled. She poured the contents into her hand, rubbed the scent on her neck and behind her ears.
"It smells wonderful. Chamomile, lavender, vanilla and another ..." Sango started to say as she swooned.
"Sango! Are you alright?" Miroku said, faking concern.
"I feel a little woozy."
"Here, let me walk you to your bed."
"Thank you." Sango moaned slightly as Miroku put his arm around her waist to steady her. "You are so warm."
"You will be alright, Sango. I will stay here and hold your hand until you fall asleep."
"Please hold me. I feel shaky. I don't want to be alone."
"Alright. Here, just let me close the door."
Miroku closed the door and was careful not to lock it. He looked back to see that the exhaustion from the party, and the added potion had put Sango to sleep.
He walked over, scooped her up in his arms, took her through the secret door to his room and placed her in his bed. He went to his own door and locked it.
He slowly pulled off his robe and nightshirt.
"She is just so gorgeous." He thought to himself. He slowly massaged her breasts through the silky material as he covered her lips and face with kisses.
"Wha.. what are you doing?" Sango said slowly through small moans and ragged breaths.
"I am loving you. I need you, my love, my Sango."
"But will you respect me in the morning, you pervert." Sango said as a sly smile crossed her lips.
"I most certainly will. I will even prove it." he said as he reached for a ring that was sitting on the nightstand. "This is for you. We are now engaged." He said as he placed it on her left ring finger. He was amazed that the diamond ring fit her so well.
"Mm, I still feel woozy."
"If you want to just sleep next to me, you can. But, I can't guarantee my lips and hands behaving."
"Forget your hands. My hands have a mind of themselves as well." She said as she returned his kisses and urged him closer to her. "It is hot. I am wearing too many clothes." She removed her gown to reveal her body.
He stood up and looked at her as she lie on his bed. "Beautiful."
"I love you, Miroku."
"Shh, no more words." He said as he kneeled next to the bed.
He turned her so her legs were hanging off the side. He kneaded her breasts as he started licking her navel and working his way down.
Sango ran her fingers through his tousled, black, shoulder length hair. As his lips and tongue got to her clitoris, Sango sank her nails into his scalp.
"Ow, careful!"
Sango's hands slowly relaxed as she purred and moaned.
Miroku stood and tuned her back so she was completely on the bed. He lay atop her and kissed her as he massaged her breasts and rubbed his penis against her slippery folds.
Miroku had wanted to take his time, but it was nearing two a clock in the morning. He knew he might be too exhausted to perform well enough if he did not take her right then.
Sango squealed slightly, then relaxed, as he placed himself inside and slowly moved, quickening the pace at Sango's urging. He spent himself as she cried out her own release.
Miroku rolled off of her and pulled the blankets over both of them. He adjusted himself so that he lay in her arms as she slept.
Kagome dressed quickly as she let Inuyasha sleep. He looked so sweet an innocent as his chest rose and fell. Yet, Kagome knew that after a night like the one before, it was better to let him sleep. She did not want to provoke his temper.
She decided to wear ladies clothes. Once in the dressing room adjacent to their bedchamber, she called for someone to help her dress.
"Good morning." said the beautiful Hindustani girl who came to help her.
Kagome gasped. The girl was wearing a long sleeved shirt, and a purple cloth that wrapped around her so it formed a flowing skirt. The cloth was painted with gold colored designs, making it look as rich as any clothing that Kagome had.
"I am called Atalaya. I am Javid's daughter. How may I help you?"
"Um, well. I need to get dressed. I have a dress picked out but.."
Atalaya smiled. "You like my sari better than your dress. I must admit, it is more comfortable. The Baroness herself is wearing a sari today. " The girl seemed used to being asked about her sari and if she could help someone else to wear one. Atalaya immediately went to a drawer and pulled out several bolts of cloth.
"Is there a color you prefer among these?"
"That light green one is very beautiful."
"Ah, yes. " She said as she set the cloth aside and went to another drawer to find a matching shirt. "It will go so well with your coloring."
"Has Monty had breakfast yet?"
"Oh yes. She just finished. She should be in the rose garden."
Kagome marveled at the way Atalaya tucked and folded the cloth as she wound it around Kagome. Atalaya found an amber colored sash and wound it around Kagome's waist to help secure the intricate folds.
"Now, please twirl around a bit, to make sure I got the tucks tight enough. I do not think you would like to loose your sari while guests are still in the house."
Kagome nodded and twirled. The sari was comfortable, and accentuated every proper curve in her body. Kagome wondered why western women bound themselves up so tightly to look beautiful, when something as simple as a sari did a much better job to heighten one's beauty.
"Your name is very pretty, Atalaya."
"Thank you. It means one who watches cheerfully."
"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Kagome. My name means birds' nest."
Atalaya smiled. "Thank you. If you would like, I can show you to the gardens and have your breakfast brought out there?"
"That would be wonderful."
"I will see to it then." Atalaya said as she smiled and led Kagome to the gardens.
Kagome could not find Monty in the gardens. No mater what twist or turn through the myriad of rose bushes, she kept getting lost.
"This is the first labyrinth made from rose bushes I have ever been in."
She finally found her way out of the bushes. Kagome saw Monty. She decided to follow her, but did not want to startle Monty.
Monty was heading towards the ruins. She had her hands full of flowers. It became easier to follow Monty as the trees became thicker.
Once inside the ruins, Kagome regretted following Monty so shamelessly.
In a long ruined courtyard, were three graves. Monty was singing a song in Hindi and placing the flowers on the graves.
As Kagome stepped into view, she tripped over some stones and nearly fell over.
"Who's there!" Monty gasped as she whirled around and pulled a dagger from the folds of her sari. "Oh, its just you Kagome. You did very well following me without me noticing you. Very good for a Knight as new as you are."
"Whose graves are these?"
"My father's, Cornelius' and Sukunaio."
"Who is Sukunaio?"
"My son. He was stillborn. The birth was so rough, that I was unable to have any more children. It is part of the reason I will never marry. Nobles want heirs, and I am lacking the capacity."
"Oh. I am sorry. Wait, you had a child before you married?"
"I will tell you a secret that only one other person knows. You must swear to keep the knowledge of it in this place. If Inuyasha found out about this, he would be livid."
"It has to do with your son?"
"Yes, Kagome. Come lets go sit on the stone bench."
Kagome felt shaky on the inside as she sat down. Anything that would make Inuyasha angry was not a good thing to know.
"I fell in love with Cornelius, but he was not my first love. For most of my life, Cornelius was more like a big brother than a future husband. This ruined garden was Cornelius' favorite place here. that is why he is buried here. When I fell head over heels for another man, he consented to allow me to marry the man I loved. Unfortunately, the mother of the man I loved disapproved of me and refused to have his arranged marriage cancelled. The Man's father tried to talk his wife out of it, with no success. He finally consented to his wife's demand."
"That is terrible!"
"The man I loved and I decided to elope. Cornelius took me to meet my love in Italy. Cornelius could not stand to see me unhappy, so he took me to another man. Once we were together, my love and I made love constantly for those two weeks. Yet, my love always found an excuse to not go to a church to marry me. One morning, I awoke to find my lover gone. He left me a note saying that he could not live without his fortune and would not endanger his title or holdings by marrying me. I was heartbroken. Cornelius had taken me to Italy, to insure I was happy. Cornelius told me he would still marry me. While on the trip home, I found out I was pregnant. Cornelius decided to accept the child as his own. We fell in love on the ship, and we made love there. Cornelius told me that it was because he wanted to insure everyone knew whom the child and me belonged to. He told me he would never let me suffer."
"Cornelius sounds like he was a wonderful man."
"If I had not been so stupid, I would have never strayed form his side. I suppose it is complicated being a woman at that age. When Cornelius died, Father kept me locked away. He did not let anyone know I was pregnant. It would have caused a further scandal for Cornelius. With Cornelius dead, he did not want any more shame on his spirit. Father never knew that Cornelius was not the father of my child. Father never knew that I had another lover. When the child was stillborn, we secretly buried him here, next to Cornelius."
"You are still in love with that long lost lover, aren't you?"
"Yes, Kagome. Unfortunately I still love him very much. And now, he and his family are in grave danger, and I feel helpless. I am afraid if I go to help him and his wife, as His Majesty had bid me do, I will caught up in my feelings and get careless."
"That would upset Inuyasha. I understand."
"But you don't understand. If I do not go, I will gain the ire of the King. If I do go, I will gain the disgust and ire of Inuyasha. "
"Why?"
"Because the one I am bid to go rescue is Sesshomaru, Inuyasha's brother."