InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ different shades of black ❯ thirty two pins over ( Chapter 18 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

a note on the name of this chappie... many know that another term for "suprised" is "bowl (or bowled) over" . NOW... when one is bowling. its usually 5 or ten pins. never 32.

so in all technicallity, if one was to bowl with 32 pins, it would be almost impossible, correct?!

wrong. it would be like the dominoe affect. the more...the greater the fall. and for those that dont know, there are 32 pieces in a normal dominoe box.

so in short... there are many suprises in this chapter, for our poor characters. but with the more bowled over experiences, does it mean the greater our characters will fall?! only time will tell

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Occult / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.14.2005 | Updated On: 04.14.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.1K | Visits: 463 | Status: Work In Progress

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It was a finally done.

The dojo was finally fully repaired. It took her less time then she thought. Only 4 days. Of course she enlisted the help of Kagome and Inuyasha after school. But she explained to them, that one of her uncle's students had gone a little crazy with practice. But neither of them had thought to question her further.

== Hhmm. I wonder why Miroku never came to help== it always made Sango a little bit sad. At first she thought he may have liked her. He had come after her after her little break-down at Inuyasha's place, after dinner. He acted liked he honestly cared. But then the next day, he kinda, disappeared of the face of the planet.

Kagome had filled Sango in on what happened. As well as what Sesshoumaru said. Apparently word had come that Naraku had moved up his attack since he found leaks in his organization. Naraku believed that moving it up would be better then moving it back.

And by all rights, it was an excellent strategy if it wasn't for the 2 other leaks he didn't know about.

== whatever; Naraku must be getting lazy and careless in his old age. He deserves to pay for his stupidity and for his insolence ==

Sango stared at the now finished dojo. She was proud of the work that was accomplished.

But more importantly she was more proud of the fact that she was training again. It didn't really dawn on her, how much she had forgotten 'til the first day back in training.

But now, she had her old energy back. She was fitter, and she was also ready to kick some butt. Her anger seethed and boiled over at the thought of going into battle against Naraku.

She clawed at the door post "I will get your ass, Naraku"

"I hope you'll get mine as well"

Sango turned around to the soft tenor voice coming from the hallway behind her. Her eyes widened in shock

"Mi...Miroku! What are you doing here?!"

Miroku chuckled and walked forward, "I was going to ask you the same thing! I didn't know you trained here" Miroku was shocked beyond words when he saw her slender back side at the door at the end of the dojo hallway. And even more shocked when he was close enough to hear the words coming from her mouth.

"Um. I live here" Sango turned to face the floor == It's not a lie, its just avoiding his assumptions ==

It took all of Miroku's power and self-control not to allow himself to listen to her thoughts. He had promised Inuyasha and her he wouldn't. It wasn't right to invade her privacy like that, but her aura was jumping all over the place, that made his so curious. == I guess I'll just have to try the old fashioned way, and ask questions, and pry. Heh ==

"You live here! Are you related to Myouga-sensai, then?"

"Er, well. No. I'm not, but he's a very close friend of the family, so I call him oji-san Myoga"

"Uncle, eh? Is it just you then?" Miroku raised an eyebrow and walked toward her slowly.

Sango understood what he was doing == No way in hell is he gonna pry into my life ==

"Um, yeah, my brother, but my parents are back in Japan" == its not a lie, they are, it's his own fault if he assumes that they're still alive ==

Sadness washed over her. Miroku read it in her aura ==Why is she sad? What's wrong with her parents? Hhm? I'll have to ask Kagome, maybe they were abusive or something.== Miroku felt himself become slightly angered at the thought of one of her parents laying a hand on her in anger. == How dare someone strike her! ==

Sango saw him look angry and wondered == Maybe he's angry at me for not telling him more. Dammit, well that's just the way it has to be ==

Miroku rubbed his hands together as his mind went a million miles a minute. He had been staring at the floor until a thought came to his mind, when he lifted his eyes without lifting his head. "Japan, eh? You must miss them" he started to move forward slowly again. Moving the both of them to a wall in the dojo room.

"Miss them? Yeah. I do. A lot" Sango never took her eyes off of him. == Can he sense the truth? ==

"Oh my dear Sango. you must feel lonely. I'm sure your brother and Myouga-sensai are nice enough, but I'm sure there is a void with in you. And Sango-chan .I would love to help you fill that void"

Miroku had backed them against a wall. His hands were still rubbing themselves. He was trying hard not to lean forward and caress her derrier that had been calling him since he saw it when he walked into the dojo.

"Um? "

He lost the battle with his hands.

*SLAP* "HENTAI HOSHI! IIE!"

== Oh boy. That was close == Sango sweat dropped and ducked away from the wall and Miroku, walking toward the door with a visible sway of her hips.

== Oh boy that was close.== Miroku turned round when she was at the door and smiled, rubbing the now red hand mark on his cheek. "My dear Sango, you misinterpreted my meaning. My hand on your ass was to help you feel better, and to forget your loneliness. It wasn't at all perverted"

It took all that Sango had to stop from chuckling. "Sure houshi-sama, oh and don't use -chan with me, mister!"

"What's this that I hear?" Myouga had heard all of what had transpired. He had known when Miroku had originally entered, but wanted to see the `fire-works' as he had affectionally put it, when Sango's parents originally met.

"Nothing oji-san. Miroku was just leaving" Sango glared at Miroku, who only lifted his hands in false protest

"What? Why would I do that?! I'm innocent, really!" he was smiling at this then turned to Myouga and dropped the smile "Um, would it help if I plead the 5th?" **(1)**

Myouga shook his head and looked the red hand print of Miroku's face "Probably, but I highly doubt you even know what `the 5th' is. Correct Lord Miroku?"

Miroku shrugged "I could learn if it would attest to my innocence"

Sango started at Miroku in utter disbelief == Is this guy for real? == shaking her head "Well if you boys don't need me, I'm gonna go and start dinn…"

"Actually Sango, I do need you for something." Myouga said eyeing her.

"Oh?"

"Remember our little deal? After you finish cleaning up?" Myouga raised both his eyebrows and frowned at her. Not wanting to finish his sentence. For some reason he knew if it was audibly said at this point in time, she would surely, get out her boomerang bone and use him as target practice.

Sango creased her eyebrows and put her thumb and pointer finger underneath her chin, stroking an invisible beard.

"Clean up? then you gave me some choices of Kohaku…um… helping me in the dojo, or to teach some pompous monk, that thinks he can learn…oh fuck"

Myoga started to slip to the dojo doors, when he heard her retracing her thoughts.

"HOLD IT old man. If you think…"

By this time, Miroku had finally clued in "You mean to say, my dear Sango, you'll be teaching me? Er, training me? I thought you said you don't train. You only live here"

Myouga took this time to bolt through the paper doors, leaving a short and fat outline in the rice paper. With his hands outstretched to gain lift.

Sango sighed and closed her eyes "Why me? No Miroku, I never said I didn't train here. I just avoided the question"

Sango risked opening one of her eyes to peer at the man across the room. He was thoughtful. His head bowed, and his meager bangs covering his eyes.

"I see. So you'll be training me then. Myouga-sensai had said he would get his best student to train me. I guess that means you're his best student"

"Hai, houshi. I am. I've been training since I was really young. My brother and I started when we were young. With our parents"

Miroku didn't have to sense her aura or read her mind to tell that there was a great deal of sadness when it came to her parents. The way her voice wavered gave it all away to him.

"I see Sango, I mean Sango-sensei"

Sango laughed at the title. She had never been called that before. == Hhmm, who wudda thought, my very first student, is the man that said he was going to protect me. How ironic ==

"Okay Miroku-sama. Before we start I have a few things to ask you, since it seems oji-san decided to leave some vital information out of the picture, first off why are you wearing a dress?"

"Well, Sango-sensei, this is an official Buddhist outfit" he motioned to what he was wearing from the purple tie, to the sandals. As well as the golden staff in his hand. Sango had seen this type of garment before on some of the men from Japan who had befriended her parents, but it seemed odd for a teenage guy to be wearing such things in North America.

"I know what. It. is. baka. WHY are you wearing it?" Sango was quickly losing her patience with him. Not that she had a lot to begin with.

"I'm part Buddhist monk" Miroku shrugged and said it as if it was common knowledge.

Sango sighed and closed her eyes == 5,4,3,2,1 remember to count away frustration , 1,2,3,4,5-5,4,3,2,1-1,2… ==

Miroku looked at her in confusion and worry == She looks sick, maybe her parents are sick too, in a hospital somewhere. Poor darling.== Miroku moved closer to her == She needs comforting ==

*SLAP* "Hentai? I am only gonna say this ONCE? touch me inappropriately at anytime while we're training, and you won't have to worry about Naraku killing you, because I'll do it myself"

Miroku paled but laughed it off "So does that mean I can caress you when were not training…" he didn't let her answer "Sango-chan, you misinterpreted my meaning, I was only trying to comfo…"

"Save it Houshi. And while we're in training, it's Sango-sensei, got it! But anytime we are around Kagome or any other person, drop the `-sensei' got it? And no, you can not be perverted at ANYTIME" == Like I really think he listened to the last part of that ==

"Hai Sango-sensei. But from your request, which I will gladly agree to, I take it that if you don't want Kagome-sama to know, that must mean she doesn't already. May it be safe to assume such a thing?"

Sango eyed Miroku suspiciously as she slowly backed away from his hand that she saw creeping toward her.

"Let's just leave it at that it is unsafe for YOU to assume anything, ok Monk-boy?"

"Hai Sango-sensai. What else do you have to ask, my dear?" Miroku saw that she was backing away from his hand and gave up. Sighing lightly he sat down in the corner of the dojo training room with one leg folded under the other which was bent, foot flat on the floor to allow him to put his elbows on it.

Sango dropped her shoulders at `my dear' but bit her tongue over it. "Next, what is Myouga charging you? If this is for Naraku's defeat, it should be cheap if not free. Or at least I think so, and I'm fairly sure Myouga agrees, but he is a bit of a miser, so I have to check on him"

Miroku nodded "Well, all my payment was…actually its more of a barter system. I'm to receive slayer training, in exchange for self-searching"

"Excuse me…what?"

Miroku looked over at the Myouga shaped outline in the dojo door. To avoid looking at her in the eye.

"Well originally I was supposed to get training from Myouga-sensai for free. I've known him for a long time, so when I phoned up he agreed right away. Later he phoned back and said he couldn't do it, but his best student would, but I would have to teach him self-searching. Apparently Myouga-sensei's student has some…um, anger issues… So I was supposed to help him get in touch with himself and teach some emotional subduing techniques. But advanced ones. Not those cheap “yoga” things."

Miroku tried hard not to look at her. He knew she was gonna be mad.

Sango knew it wasn't his fault. == Oji-san got us both in to this. It's neither Miroku-sama's fault or mine. Its Myouga oji-san's. that old man is gonna get his.==

"Miroku, listen as long as we keep this quiet?"

"Actually Sango, we need to. I never told Inuyasha or Sesshoumaru what I'm doing. I need this training. I have my reasons. So I'll keep your secret, and you keep mine, deal?"

Sango nodded, moved foreword and out-stretched her hand to help him up.

"Deal, Miroku-sama. Now, let's get started with your training. We'll do that for about an hour, and then we can start mine. Agreed?" == Somehow I don't think this is gonna turn out well.==

"Agreed" == This is gonna be great! ==

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Inuyasha was lying on the couch at home. It had been 2 weeks since Kagome moved in. The tension gradually decreased, but it was still there, no matter how minimally.

At the moment Kagome was with Shippou at the grocery store. And Inuyasha was laying down thinking about life in general, as well as how a certain spot had appeared on his ceiling. == How the hell did that get up there?! == With a sigh, he went to get a ladder and a wash cloth, while retracing some of his thoughts from a few moments ago.

== If Kagome wasn't living here, I would have to go grocery shopping with the twerp. Granted, I would be able to have more Ramen in the house then we've had for the past two week, but Kagome's cooking is pretty good. I'll give the bitch that much.== He pulled out the ladder with a clang, from the back of what was now Kagome's closet, in the bedroom.

== AND the apartment wouldn't be this clean. But think of the bad things, Yasha, life isn't great. You have to take her all the time to her house, and she's ALWAYS on the damned phone. AND her damned make-up is everywhere, like right there! == Inuyasha leaned the ladder on the wall as he bent to pick up some black eye-liner from the hallway floor == Oh fuck, wait. That's mine. Keh! Whatever.==

Pocketing the pencil like makeup he hefted the ladder and brought it into the living room beside the couch, just underneath the black spot on the roof. Turning around he headed to the kitchen to get a damp cloth.

Pulling out some detergent from underneath the counter he preceded to soap up the cloth and think == AND it's nice to have a female around the house, albeit an unstable one. What the hell are you thinking about, your mmmm… your maaaa…you can say it dammit, your married. To that bitch. No, bitch is too nice of a term for Kikyo. No she is a Nuhafu and the only truly baka neingino and on top of all of that she is a usotsuki! **(2)**. That's about right.== he started to chuckle at the string of names he could think of for her.

== But face it baka. You're mated to that bitch. I went, got drunk, she found a pastor or priest or pope or whatever the hell he was, and we got fucking married, then we fucked…and …and then we… wait.==

Inuyasha had nearly dropped the wet cloth in his hands. He turned of the faucet and set the dish detergent to the side. Turning around and heading for the ladder he strained his mind. == Fuck, I wish I could remember. I don't think we… wait, I don't think we… == a small and rare glimpse of hope was starting to shine in front of Inuyasha's eyes == I don't think we mated. We married, I've seen the damn paper, and we fucked, but I don't remember biting her.== Inuyasha was almost giddy. As he stepped onto the ladder. == And if I didn't bite her…that means we're not mated.==

Getting to the ceiling he was about to wipe away the black `spot'that apparently blemished the white ceiling. But something wasn't right == It's indented. Maybe Shippou threw something…but he knows better then to throw things in the apartment.==

Leaning foreword he noticed that this wasn't an ordinary indent. == It's a perfect circle cut into the ceiling. But something is filling the hole.It's… == Inuyasha's eyes went wide and he slowly got down of the ladder. Reaching for his cell phone and long leather jacket and top hat he left the apartment, not even bothering to lock the door.

Flipping open his cell he dialed Kagome's cell number thanking himself for buying her that cell phone as soon as she moved in.

"Yo be-yatch! Wuddya want hommie?!" Kagome giggled at her very bad attempt at street slang.

"Kags. Where are you?"

Kagome stopped pushing the cart that held a rambunctious Shippou. Inuyasha's imitation of Sesshoumaru scared her instantly.

"I'm still at the Grocery store around the corner. Why?"

"Don't go home, I'm coming to get you. Just pretend like everything is normal. We'll pay for whatever groceries you have then leave. I'll call Sesshoumaru now, and then we're going to his house. If you understand say `i'm got the cookies you like', ok understand? I'll explain more in detail at Sesshomaru's place, but I think you may have been followed, ok, understand?"

Inuyasha was now walking briskly down the street. He didn't want to use his demon powers incase they were being watched. He wanted it to seem as normal as possible.

"I'm got the cookies you like" Kagome smiled at Shippou when he looked at her, and she started to push the cart down one more aisle trying her best to seem like all was fine. She figured if she could fool Shippo into thinking all was fine, if someone was watching her, they would be fooled as well.

"Good girl. I'm almost there. Bye Kags… um, call me Sango, k?"

"Kay, Sango, I'll talk to you later, but I'm shopping with Shippou now. By San" Inuyasha had hung up half way threw her `goodbye' speech to Sango. But she figured if she ended the same time as him, and somebody was following them, they could easily put the two together.

Inuyasha who was just entering the store used his demon senses to sniff her and Shippou out. Putting on a very large and very scary smile he walked over to them.

"Hey Kags, Hey twerp. Almost done?"

Kagome was shaken at his demeanor. She could feel his aura shaking, but his outward show of non-chalance was disturbing her.

Smiling at the two of them Kagome nodded "yup actually that's all, we were gonna check out now"

Shippou could smell Inuyasha's worry as well as hear Kagome's heart speed up but has learnt from his past with Inuyasha that you ask questions later, but follow Inuyasha when being told. He knew there was about half the list of groceries left but kept quite and smiled back. "Yeah, and we got Sango's favorite cookies"

In reality there was absolutely no cookies in the grocery cart but that was the story from the phone call, and Shippou knew to keep to the story he was told by Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, or Miroku.

Inuyasha knew Shippou was utterly confused and worried but nodded "that's great. She'll love it" ok lets go.Inuysahs knew there was no cookies as well. he was scanning the cart for Ramen == I think I may have actually taught that runt hald decently. who wudda thunk== You guys check out, and I'll be right outside the door. I just have to make one phone call ok?

The two nodded and he walked out, flipping his cell phone open, he pressed number 1 for speed dial. `fluffy' appeared on the screen

It rang only once. "Sesshoumaru, By any weird, twisted chance did you install a video camera in my apartment ceiling?"

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Sesshoumaru was tired and upset. The phone call from his younger brother disturbed him greatly. == This Sesshoumaru would not spy on Inuyasha. He is not important enough. I wouldn't even spy on that Miko, Kagome. She is quite important, but it is still impractical to spy on my own.==

He knew he had to check his email. He was expecting some messages from the other to underworld lords. The north and the south have been very quiet to him since it all started. And now with this… nothing really made sense.

When he hung up on Inuyasha he sent some of his best men over to his apartment to check for bugs or any other things that shouldn't be there. == How did something get into his apartment without Inuyasha knowing. Or even the Miko for that matter. She's no idiot. And all though my brother is a baka, he would have at least smelt something out of the ordinary== he was just now waiting for the reports.

Taking that as a sign of something wrong with in his family he got a group together and scanned his own mansion. Nothing was found. But of course he had some of the best alarm systems on the planet, as well as a few guard dogs. Nothing unwanted got in. nothing wanted got out. And compared to his brother's latch and key on his apartment, he could understand why it would be easy to plant a video feed system in his apartment ceiling.

After the phone call he knew that Inuyasha, Shippou and Kagome would be there any moment so he took the chance to sit and finish up as much paper work he could before the brat started to bug him == And then there's Shippou. == He smiled at his very bad joke as he walked away.

Sesshoumaru had opened the doors to his home office. And floated in. His faithful servant Jaken scarring in behind him "oh master Sesshoumaru I'm so glad you are home. I have to talk to you abou…"

"Jaken, I don't want to talk about anything. Please leave me" Sesshoumaru's voice did not waver. Stoic as ever. Jaken was not deterred. He was used to his master, and he knew how far he could push his masters `orders'.

"But master, it is about your father?"

"What about that corpse?" Sesshoumaru was not at all interested. But he also knew his servant. His most faithful servant. If he pushed something after being ordered to leave, he would only leave after either being thrown out by Sesshoumaru's own claws, or after he got a chance to tell the news. And since Sesshoumaru had already sat down and felt no need to rise, he let Jaken continue.

"That's just it. One of your spies from Naraku's headquarters just sent an encrypted email to your account. Apparently your father was spotted there… Alive!"

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**(1)**= the fifth=The key words in the amendment are: "nor shall be compelled, in any criminal case, to be a witness against himself." This basically means you don't have to incriminate yourself, and you can't be forced to testify at your own criminal trial. When you "plead the Fifth," the prosecuting attorney is not allowed to suggest to the jury that your lack of testimony implies your guilt. However, members of the jury may come to that conclusion on their own. In addition, if you are testifying in someone else's trial and feel that you might incriminate yourself in the process, you can avoid answering questions by "pleading the Fifth."

**(2)**

Nahafu= drag queen/ cross dresser

baka neingino=stupid human

usotsuki=liar

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