InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ En Famille ❯ You Stay With Me ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Dancing - A perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.

- George Bernard Shaw

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Having enjoyed a refreshing shower, Kagome hummed along to the radio as she cooked their breakfast, glad to see Miroku had stocked up knowing she was coming over. Rummaging through their supplies, she quickly pulled out everything she needed and was soon whipping up a pair of bacon, cheese and veggie omelettes.

Watching her move about the kitchen so easily, Miroku wondered suddenly, how women could do it. Without breaking a sweat, she set the table, remembering he couldn't eat eggs without ketchup, toasted bread, prepared tea, made the omelettes, and chatted easily enough, following his conversation as if they were seated doing nothing, and managing to sing a little with the radio every so often too.

He had to admit that, although he could pull off doing perhaps two or three things at a time, seven was just beyond him and any guy he'd met before. Before he knew it, she was nudging him towards the table where the breakfast was served, carrying a plate with the toast and turning back to get some jam before taking her own seat.

"You are amazing you know that?"

Kagome blinked, cocking her head to the side curiously, "Amazing?"

Miroku grinned, "You did all this in what? Twenty minutes? Half an hour max."

"It's no big deal," Kagome shrugged, taking her seat and inhaling the delicious scent of the tea. "So soothing."

"Yep," continuing with his story of an argument with a co-worker as she urged him on, Miroku laughed once they were done and she informed him of his dish duty.

"I made the breakfast, so you can at least wash the plates," Kagome helped clear up the table before hesitating a moment. "While you put the dishes in the washer I'll check in with Sango so she doesn't worry about the flight."

"Sounds good"


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[I can't believe I forgot!]

Miroku sighed, looking down into his palm pilot, which had just beeped with a reminder about an event that night. His friend from med school was throwing a reunion for the guys in their human biology class. Since they'd formed a pretty tight group that year, it would be difficult for him to cancel now that he'd already agreed to meet them.

But would Kagome want to go?

Glancing over to where she sat on his sofa, he smiled at the girlish giggle that escaped her, coming over to lean against the back of it. "And what might you find so amusing?"

Giving a small gasp, Kagome blushed and shook her head, "Nothing!"

"Oh come on, give me some credit," Miroku reached for the book and raised a brow when she pulled it away.

"It's just a dictionary Roku, nothing interesting in those," Kagome held it away but seeing the determined expression in his eyes, she rolled her eyes and gave in. "Okay, its called the Devil's Collection - A Cynic's Dictionary, and I was reading a very interesting definition I came across."

"What was it?"

Kagome blushed, "You sure you want to know?"

The look in his eyes said enough.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," Kagome cleared her throat and read in her most prim voice.

"Masturbation - sex with someone you love."

Staring in shock for a second, Miroku burst out laughing, sliding over the couch to lie beside her and see more of this book. "My god Kagome, why did you look up that?"

"I didn't look it up!" She snapped, "I was looking for the definition of men and ran into it."

Seeing how he didn't believe her, she glared, "It's true! Wouldn't you stop and read if the word came up unexpectedly? I was curious."

"Don't get all upset," Miroku closed the book, then randomly opened it to a page. "Hmm... Misogynist - a man who hates women as much as women hate each other."

Kagome laughed, closed the book and did the same, "Nurses - women who are filled with cheerfulness over other people's problems."

Miroku too, laughed at the description of his co-workers, finding the definition below that one more interesting. "Nymphomaniac - a woman who thinks about sex as much as a man does."

Eyes wide, Kagome tried to stifle her laughter but failed and opened the book to another page.

"Battle of the sexes - a lifelong skirmish which often involves sleeping with the enemy."

"Aint that the truth," Miroku chuckled, flipping through a couple of pages before surprising her by tossing the book over his shoulder to the loveseat nearby. Moving onto his side to cage her in, he draped his arm over her waist. "Gome, you wouldn't have happened to bring a party dress, did you?"

"A party dress?" Kagome frowned, "No."

"Then how about we go shopping for one?" Miroku tweaked her nose, "You see, I just remembered I have to attend a party tonight with the guys from my med school years. I had already said I'd go before this came up so I can't skip out on it."

"Oh don't worry, I can stay here," Kagome yawned, "Some z's would be nice to catch up on."

Miroku frowned and shook his head, "No I couldn't leave you here alone, you'd be welcome to come, I'm the only unmarried one to be honest so it'd be a relief to have someone with me."

Blinking, Kagome looked into his eyes and hesitated a moment, "You mean, like pretending I'm your girlfriend?"

He quickly shook his head, "No, just going with me so I'm not being bullied around all night."

"Poor Roku's scared of the mean boys?" Kagome teased, giggling at the glare he gave her, "Fine, I'll come and keep the bullies away from you."

"My hero," Smiling with an adoring look for a second, he caught the glint that came into her eyes and managed to grab onto her right when she shoved him off the sofa, bringing her down with him.

Giving a soft 'oof' she smacked him on the chest, quickly standing and helping him up. Heading for the door, she grabbed his car keys and tossed them over. "How formal is this going to be?"

"My guess is it'll be casual, I'm wearing some black slacks with a nice shirt," Miroku shrugged, "Nothing too dressy."

"I only brought a few jeans and t-shirts," Kagome slipped on her slippers and walked beside him out to the car. "Are you really the only single guy left?"

"Yes m'am," helping her into the car, he closed the door and moved over to his own side, "I was also the youngest in the group though, the guy closest to my age was a year older."

"No wonder they bully you around, the youngest with the biggest career," Kagome sighed, "Not to mention your womanizing ways."

"Exactly, they're just jealous."


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"I'm almost done!"

Miroku sighed, laying back comfortably on his recliner in the living room. They'd spent around an hour at the mall, buying her some shoes and a dress, which she hadn't let him see. After having lunch at a small restaurant near the beach, they'd walked around for a while before coming back to the house to get ready. That had been two hours ago. They'd both showered to wash off the sand, separately, and yet Kagome was still not done.

"Women are all the same," Miroku closed his eyse for a nap, "Always taking forever to get ready."

Just as he was dozing off, a small 'ahem' snapped him out of his stupor. Blinking away his sleepiness, Miroku straightened up his chair and promptly froze.

Kagome stood in the doorway, wearing a black dress that could have been sewn on, it fit so perfectly. With one sleeve only, the dress molded to her body until it reached her hips, where the skirt opened up a bit and flared out around her thighs. With six slits in the skirt, the dress allowed for plenty of leg to be shown when she walked.
As a finishing touch, she wore black high-heel sandals, a silver bracelet, watch, and pair of hoop earrings. She wore heavier make up than normal, but the dark effect of her eyes went perfectly with the dress. Her lips were rosy and shiny, and her hair, pulled up into a clip, still flowed down to her shoulders in loose curls.

Gulping at the vision before him, Miroku stood and helped her with her choker that was giving her some trouble. "You look amazing."

"I thought you might like it," Kagome held her hair out of the way so he could fix the choker. "The sales girl was certain you would be drooling, which is the effect we wanted right?"

"Wanted?"

"Of course, for those bullies," Turning once he was done, she analyzed his outfit, nodded her approval and reached up to undo a couple of the buttons of his shirt. Wearing black slacks with a midnight blue shirt, he looked dashing, but the open buttons gave him an added appeal.

Resting his hands on her hips, Miroku allowed her to straighten out a few wrinkles and fix his shirt to her liking. Watching her bite her lower lip as she concentrated on his collar, he decided to go for it and surprised her by lowering his head to nibble on her lip as she had. Giving a small gasp, Kagome froze for a second before melting against him, stepping forward to where their bodies touched better.

Ravaging her mouth, he gripped the back of her neck and the base of her back, stepping back a little until his legs came into contact with the recliner again. Dropping down onto it, he groaned as she landed straddling him and their lower bodies touched. Crushing her against him, he'd just begun to slide his hands over her sweet curves when his cell phone rang.

Jumping back as if burned, Kagome stood in front of him, panting and looking absolutely shocked by her behavior. Not that she hadn't been enjoying it or anything, but the reactions she had to him were nothing like those she'd had with Hojo and it was a little scary to think about.

Annoyed by the interruption, Miroku pulled out his phone from his pocket and answered, standing and nudging her towards the door. While he talked, they grabbed their jackets, his car keys, and headed out. One of Miroku's friends needed directions to the club they were going to and Miroku offered instead to meet up and give him a ride.

"Why is this reunion at a club?" Kagome asked, curious about his friends.

Miroku laughed, "The guys are all settled family men who happen to miss their wild days. So they convinced their wives to agree to a night out on the town, where they would act as if they were single and trying to hook up again."

"How fun!" Kagome laughed, "You guys were known for your partying so I'm sure they must be really excited."

"I know Jak is," Miroku agreed, biting his lip and struggling to keep his hand on the steering wheel and off her exposed leg. "You bought that just to torture me didn't you?"

With a twinkle in her eye, she nodded, "I thought it might be fun."

"Believe me, it will be," reaching over to take hold of her hand, he brought it up to his lips and gave her wrist a kiss.

Twenty minutes later they were meeting with his friend Yvan and his wife Alexis outside their hotel. Kagome took a seat in the back with Alexis and they immediately got along, much to the guy's amusement.

Another fifteen minutes and they were leaving the car with the valet. Miroku eyed the guy carefully, uneasy about leaving his beloved Porsche with an airhead college kid, but Kagome teased him about being an overprotective parent and slipped the keys out of his hand, handing them to the guy with a smile.

"No flirting," Miroku wrapped an arm around her waist and followed the other couple inside. The booming music that assaulted them as they entered brightened the smile on Kagome's features, an equally excited one appearing on Miroku's as he watched her. She loved to dance, he could remember her taking all kinds of dance classes as a kid and all through high school and college.

She and Sango were known for their wild nights at the clubs. Not that they'd ever done anything bad, but arriving home at seven in the morning wasn't precisely great either.

"Houshi-sama!"

Turning to see one of his best friends, Jakotsu , Miroku's smile widened as they both left their dates for a friendly hug. "Jak?! Hey! It's been forever!"

"Tell me about it!" Jak laughed and pulled back to check his friend out, "You're looking good boy."

"You too," Miroku let the man check him out, used to the other's blatant ogling.

Jakotsu had always been an incorrigible flirt, even after he accepted the fact that Miroku just wasn't interested in guys that way. Unlike a couple of their pals, Miroku had never really been bothered by the guy's continuous flirting, Jakotsu just liked to see them squirm.

"And who is this doll?" Jak eyed Kagome and suddenly froze, "My god! You're Kagome Higurashi!"

"Nice to meet you," Kagome held her hand out, giving a surprised squeak when she was engulfed in a huge bear hug.

"It's so great to meet you!" Jak beamed, stepping back and smiling at her dazed expression, "Oh don't worry about me sweetheart, you're perfectly safe with this humble admirer."

Laughing, she looked him over and ran a finger down his arm, "I should have you model for me, this shirt looks much better on you than the guy who wore it down the runway."

"Of course, I am quite the unique specimen." Hearing just then, another guy calling him over, Jak gave her a quick wink and headed off to see to more of their friends.

Looking around, Kagome was surprised to see how many guys had shown up. Miroku had always had plenty of friends, and his college group had been notorious for their antics and success'. Not one of them had been left without one of the top jobs in the nation.

[My goodness and they're all so handsome!]

Greeting them, she was pleased to learn the oldest was only seven years older than Miroku, and really friendly. Their wives for the most part were really friendly also, some very good friends and a few lived too far to really see the others often. One girl, Samantha, clicked really well with Kagome and Alexis. The three were soon gone and mingling at the bar.

"She's quite the catch Houshi," Jakotsu nudged Miroku in the ribs teasingly.

Yvan nodded, watching the young woman with his wife, "Seems nice."

"Sam doesn't connect with people that well usually, she's always been the shy type, but they took almost immediately," Hal murmured, pleased to see his wife having a good time.

"We didn't just come here to talk about our women you guys," Miroku decided to change the subject, "How are things going in D.C. Jak?"

"Great! Everything's working wonderfully, we've finally got the clinic up and running..."


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"Umm... excuse me?"

Samantha and Alexis quieted, watching with interest as they young man tapped Kagome on the shoulder. Turning to the new voice, she blinked in surprise and gave a curious smile, "Yes?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to dance?" The guy smiled and held out his hand, "My name's Darien. I was watching you from the other side of the bar and saw the longing glances you kept giving the floor."

"How fun!" Alexis, an incorrigible flirt, beamed and snatched away Kagome's drink. "Go ahead girl, have some fun since Miroku's engaged in his talks."

"But you..."

"We'll be fine," Samantha assured her, smiling at the handsome man waiting for her new friend.

He'd been watching her for a while, she'd seen him standing behind Alexis and checking her out. If Miroku wasn't going to pay attention to her, then she should get out and have some fun, she wasn't married to the man after all. She'd explained that she was only visiting the city for a while, and that Miroku had made her come so she wouldn't spend the night alone and bored.

It was the story they'd agreed on, but Kagome still felt uneasy dancing with another guy. Glancing back over her shoulder, she saw Miroku standing with his back towards them, laughing at something Yvan said, and gave a shrug, laying her hand on Darien's palm.

"I'd love to dance," Kagome winked at the girls, allowing him to lead her away to the floor.

The music was upbeat and with very good tempo. The DJ was into everything and took requests all the time, so the music changed from rock, to house, to rap and hip/hop every so often. To her delight, Darien was a really good dancer, moving smoothly to the grooves. Unnoticed by either of them, more and more people were beginning to watch.

Kagome followed him easily enough and he knew how to accommodate to her size. Looking up into his cerulean blue eyes, Kagome couldn't help but feel attracted to the man. Tall, broad-shouldered, with short black locks and an unruly bang that fell into his eyes, he had chiseled features and a great body.

Suddenly finishing with the latest hip hop song, the DJ announced over the loudspeaker.

"Hey guys! It's great to see y'all having a good time out there!"

The crowd cheered, Kagome and Darien standing side by side and cheering along with the other dancers. The DJ grinned and continued. "Well now I we're opening up the dedications guys, so if there's a song you want played along with a message for a certain someone, let me know. And for the first request, we're changing the mood a little, this song goes out to Mary from Juan..."

A large crowd cheered, Kagome included since she loved dancing to salsa and all that. Apparently a large party had requested the change and the club owner had agreed to it.

"Now as we say at my mama's place - A BAILAR CHAMACOS!"

A famous and very popular Celia Cruz song was put on and people either rushed onto or off the stage. At the sidelines, now standing with their husbands, Alexis and Samantha were surprised to see Kagome and her partner taking up where they'd left off. Not many couples had stayed on the floor.

Miroku was watching closely as well, having just realized that Kagome wasn't with the girls anymore because they'd come to get their men. He'd been so engrossed in a heated argument with Bankotsu that he'd hardly done more than glance over to the girls, seeing Sam and Alexis and figuring they blocked the view of Kagome. When they said she'd been out dancing for a while, he scanned the dance floor and was surprised by how annoyed he was, watching her dance with the stranger.

Not only was the man handsome, he was a damn good dancer as well, and Kagome was loving every minute of it.

"You gonna let that hunk take your woman Houshi?" Jak teased, coming up between him and Bankotsu, lacing his fingers with his boyfriend's. "I'd be wary with one as fine as that my friend."

"I agree," Alexis giggled, yelping when her husband gave her a poke in the back. "Honestly Yvan! Like I haven't seen you check out at least five girls tonight! I can admit I find a man attractive."

"Tell it to the girls when I'm not around," Yvan ordered her, "I don't tell you when I find a girl attractive."

"Oh don't you?" Alexia placed a hand on her hip, intent on continuing the argument.

Thankfully they were all saved by a gasp from Samantha, who stood on her tip toes, holding onto her husband for support. "Looks like Kagome's gotten quite popular hon."

"And I'm not sure that's a good thing," Hal answered, seeing the men swarming the girl who looked increasingly troubled.

She'd switched partners when a guy all but shoved his date on Darien and turned her towards him. Unlike her previous partner, who'd danced closely but without crossing any lines, this guy was a creep and she constantly had to smack his roving hands. Since the DJ's announcement and change in mood, the floor had become more and more crushed so she couldn't really move away. Darien and his girl had gone somewhere and she was so turned around she couldn't spot Miroku and the others anymore.

[Oh god how do I get myself in these messes?]

Kagome turned away from the creep to find herself facing another leering jerk. Just her luck, she was surrounded by creepy guys trying to cop a feel on her. [God someone help!]

Just then the guys seemed to get tired of sharing and to her horror, they all started forward to take her into their arms. There were about four of them and she couldn't see a way of getting out of this mess without causing a stir. Right when she was about to panic, a pair of arms wrapped around her, a body pressed against hers, and she was being kissed on the cheek by a very familiar set of lips.

"You having fun babe?" Miroku asked, loud enough for the creeps to hear. "I'm sorry I had to leave you dancing with my pal, where did he run off to anyways?"

"Darien and I got separated in the crowd," Kagome saw the guys eye them suspiciously and turned into his embrace, giggling when he ignored them and turned away, heading deeper into the center of the floor.

Stopping at a spot that wasn't too crushed, Miroku kept her close, shaking his head at her while he moved, "You should have told me if you wanted to dance."

"You were having fun!" Kagome shrugged, "Darien was a great partner but one of those guys and a chick separated us."

"Are you thirsty?" He leaned down to ask, smiling when she shook her head and slipped her arms around his neck, giving him a sly smile. She knew he was a good dancer, she'd danced with him before at gatherings and they were always a pretty popular couple.


"When's the last time we danced?" Miroku asked.

"Christmas last year," Kagome laughed, "Remember we got caught under the mistletoe?"

"Oh yeah." Lowering his head for a kiss, he grinned against her lips, "I wonder if we'll get lucky this year?"


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"I'll be right back, I'm just going to the bathroom real quick," Kagome told Alexis, receiving a nod and a short wave.

She'd danced for a while with Miroku before the guys decided to switch partners. Her latest partners, Jakotsu and Bankotsu, had been the wildest, both totally uninhibited. Taking advantage of the sultry hip hop song, they'd bumped and ground and swayed around her in a way still had her blushing at the thought. Each movement was the subtlest tease, a hand on the hip here, a light touch with the inner thigh there.

Not to mention the way she'd been positioned so she straddled Jak's left leg, while Ban kept her body aligned with his. It had been rather awkward at first, but since both men teased her out of her shyness, she found the dance rather invigorating. Who'd have thought she'd ever bump and grind with two very hot gay men?

Unaware of the eyes following her, she made her way over to the rest-room and sighed upon seeing a line outside. Taking her place in it, she was relieved to see a cleaning lady come out and apologize for the wait, allowing them all in while explaining that they'd had to shut it due to a pipe flooding earlier.

Rushing inside, she finished with her business and after washing her hands and re-applying her make up, headed back out. The hallway behind the giant screen illuminating the dance floor was surprisingly dark and empty. While making her way towards the lights visible not far off, she gave a squeak when a hand clamped over her mouth and and arm snaked around her waist.

"Shhh!"

Hearing his voice was such a relief, she sagged against him while he pulled her back into the small space where equipment was stored. It was pitch black in the tiny crook, only a flash of light reaching it, and that hardly lasted more than a few seconds at a time. Before she had the chance to reprimand him for the scare, she was being kissed senseless and crushed against his hard body.

Miroku had meant for it to be a quick kiss, something for them to be able to joke about later, but the first touch of her lips re-awakened the hunger he'd been feeling all night since they left the house. Watching her dance with Jak and Ban, her hips sliding here, arms winding there, head tossed back or bouncing to the music, had proved too much.

When her arms snaked up around his neck, he took things further nudging her lips apart and moaning at the taste of her. But a kiss wasn't enough, so he stepped forward until her legs collided with a speaker, stopping their progress. Keeping her pinned there, he caressed her back, sliding his hands forward to cup and tease her breasts, and still it wasn't enough.

Moving his lips from hers, he slid his hands up to her arms, bringing them down from around him while kissing his way along her neck.

"Miroku?"

Her breathy whisper barely reached him through the music booming a few yards away in the main part of the club.

"I can't stop now," Miroku whispered into her ear, nibbling on her lobe while pulling her dress down far enough to bare her upper body.

Kagome gasped, shocked by his actions and her own responses. They were in a club! People were dancing and drinking just a few feet away!

"Roku anyone could come and see..."

A soft moan interrupted her protest as his head ducked and his warm mouth closed around her breast. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support as her legs wobbled, a very familiar, very welcome heat pooled inside her as he suckled. Just as she was about to crumble to the ground, he raised his head, kissing her desperately while lifting her to sit on the speaker.

"Help me"

His voice was coarse, his hands sliding into her dress, he slipped her panties off easily and settled his lips over hers again while her hands fumbled with his belt and fly. Kagome was burning as badly as he was now, but a nagging doubt still pressed her.


"Here Roku? Anyone could come and find us!"

"Which only makes it that much hotter," Miroku kissed her, grinning against her mouth, "Admit it Gome, the thought of being walked in on isn't so much terrifying as it is exciting."

"Hmm..."

Kagome relieved him of his pants and boxers, wrapping her arms around his neck when he grabbed her bottom and slipped into her. Swallowing each other's cries, they kissed wildly while their bodies met time and again. The music nearby stifled their moans while their hips moved in tune to the song's beat. Just as Miroku thought nothing could be better than the feel of her around him, Kagome's lips left his and she came apart in his arms, crying out his nickname at the last second.

"ROKU!"

Why the name had such a strong effect on him, he'd have to mull over later, when he wasn't in the throes of such devastating pleasure. Stifling his own cries into her neck, he crushed her against him as his own pleasure crested and his body quivered in her hold.

Falling heavily against her, he barely managed to hold himself up on his elbows on the speaker. Taking a moment to recover, he gave her a gentle kiss as he pulled back, fixed his clothes, and helped her pull her own back into place. Bending to find her panties, they both froze when the DJ announced a band would be playing in a few minutes.

"Christ! This is probably their stuff!"

"Miroku where are my underwear?" Kagome whispered, sliding down from the speaker he'd sat her on.

"I can't find them!"

Hearing voices approaching, he decided they'd have to forget about them and glancing out the doorway, was relieved to see two men entering one of the offices nearby. When the door closed behind them and the coast was clear, he pulled her out and headed over to the bathrooms, stopping to stand beside the doors where some light would reach them.

Kagome tugged her skirt down, looking up to him in shock.

"Sorry brat, we had to leave them behind," Miroku glanced back over his shoulder when loud voices began ordering for things to be moved.

"Hey that large speaker by the wall, yeah that one by the door, set that one up..."

At the mentioning of the speaker, Kagome's face flushed, "Oh my god! I don't believe this!"

Chuckling, Miroku wrapped his arms around her, bringing her flush against him again, "Can't believe what?"

Giving a soft mewl, she buried her face into his chest, her voice barely loud enough to reach him. "We just had sex in a club full of people!"

"We're not the first Kagome, believe me," Miroku kissed her cheek and froze when a loud curse was heard.

A burly voice cursed again while another man laughed, "Hey Joe, we've got another souvenir here!"

A third guy came over, asking in a very annoyed tone, "What is it this time?"

The guy laughing hummed, "Lace, very fine, and expensive."

"Bra?"

"Panties"

"Not again"

The burly voice smirked, "I told you to get a door on this shed but you keep saying noo..."

Standing stiffly in Miroku's arms, Kagome couldn't help but feel mortified that they'd found her underwear. So he was right, they weren't the first to shack up in the club, she knew it happened, but she'd never dreamed she'd do it herself.

Giving her temple another kiss, he stepped back with a grin, "You should get cleaned up a little, your hair's fine but you could use another touch of lipstick."

"And you could use a little less," Kagome touched his pink lips with a smile. Heading into the bathroom, she was relieved that the dress had a small pocket for lipstick, otherwise it might have been lost too if she'd had it in her cleavage. With Miroku holding her ID in his wallet, there was no need for a purse so she had left hers in the car, another good thing. It would have been terrible if she'd left it behind and had to claim it later.

"So here you are!" Alexis and Samantha came out of separate stalls and joined her at the sink.

"We were wondering where you had run off to," Sam washed her hands while scanning her hair for any stray locks.

Alexis grinned, watching Kagome touch up her lipstick, "Is Miroku back with the boys? I think Yvan wanted to talk to him about something."

"I'm sure he is," Kagome slipped the lipstick in its pocket.

"I think we're leaving soon," Sam giggled, "I can't wait, with the looks Hal's been giving me, I'm surprised he hasn't dragged me off to some secluded corner and had his wicked way with me already."

While Alexis gave a laugh, Kagome blushed and giggled, "He wouldn't."

"Oh yes he would!" Alexis waved them out of the bathroom, leading them back towards the men. "I'm sorry to burst your bubble Kags dear, but our men weren't notorious for nothing!"

"Then how do you handle it?"

Sam giggled, "By joining in on the fun of course!"

"Damn right," seeing her husband watching them approach, Alexis hurried over to throw her arms around his neck and give him a smacking kiss.

"Hey you," slipping his arm around her waist again, Miroku nuzzled her ear before inviting her out to dance again. The beat was good and they were having a great time again when the mood changed. Since the group that was going to be playing soon was beginning its set with slow songs, the DJ dedicated his last song to a couple that was recently married. Many couples moved off the floor at the slow rhythm of the music.

Noticing most of his friends coming onto the floor, Miroku ignored them, pulling her closer into his embrace. Resting her head on his shoulder, Kagome felt her embarrassment and worries melt away, a soft smile coming to her lips as they swayed with the song.

Met you underneath the moon
Night was over much too soon
We shared a kiss till daylight came
And kissed the night goodbye
When the sun came up that day
We smiled and went our separate ways
But I can't leave the thought of you behind

Oh... you stay with me
You stay with me
In my heart
And on my mind
Oh... like a melody
That keeps haunting me
Oh... you stay...

Tightening their holds on each other, they were oblivious to the knowing smiles on the couples around them while they closed their eyes and savored their closeness.

I look inside the small cafés
And hope by chance I'll see your face
I hear your voice and realize
It's just the summer wind.
Something in your eyes that night
Swept away this heart of mine
Now I just want you in my arms again

[Goodness it's true!]

Kagome snuggled closer, wondering...

[But why? I've known Roku forever and yet now... things are so different... I would never have expected something like this to happen. All because I want a baby and he's too sweet to say no.]

Oh... you stay with me
You stay with me
In my heart
And on my mind
Oh... like a melody
That keeps haunting me
Oh... you stay...

Savoring her soft perfume, Miroku tried not to read into the many times he'd found himself thinking of the petite woman in his arms over the past couple of weeks.

How was I to know in that one night
My whole life would change
From the moment I looked in your eyes
I've never been the same
And if I could have one chance
To have that moment back again
I'd never let it end
I'd never let it end

Recalling their night at her apartment, he could still picture her dazed eyes, the way her hair spread around her on the pillows, tangling around them both as they'd moved across the bed. He knew he'd never forget the dreamy smile she'd had the first time they made love, and after, their laughter at her neighbor's complaints. That night had definitely changed things between them, and surprisingly, it wasn't all that frightening an idea.

Met you underneath the moon
Night was over much too soon
We shared a kiss till daylight came
And kissed the night goodbye
When the sun came up that day
We smiled and went our separate ways
But I can't leave the thought of you behind

Oh... you stay with me
You stay with me
In my heart
And on my mind
Oh... like a melody
That keeps haunting me
Oh...

You stay...

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For all those of you wondering what's up with all the smut - don't forget they're trying to make a baby - we'll be seeing more of that over the next few chapters. I hope you guys enjoyed this enstallment!

See ya!