InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I-Shin-Po or Keade's Sex Manual ❯ The boy's side of the story ( Chapter 1 )

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

I-Shin-Po


I do not own any of the characters in this story.


Spring fertility festival spin-off.

This takes place a couple of weeks to a month after the spring festival. Enough time has pasted that things are back to normal, basically. Although . . . thoughts about sex are more common than normal . . .

Rated R. Sex is discussed in this story. You are warned . . .

Having an understanding of my story “Why Miroku is a pervert?” could be useful.

{quotes from my source}

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“Shit . . . this is boring.” Inu-yasha says in disgust. He is in the upper branches of a tree.

Kagome, Shippo and Keade are below him as he moves from tree to tree. Keade is showing Kagome various plants and telling her about them. Shippo, of course, is following Kagome.

He thinks, ‘After that last rumor, and going there was a waste of time, I’ve heard nothing in the last week. Staying around here makes me feels so useless.’

“What the fuck, else is there to do?” he talks to himself.

He can hear Sango doing her weapon practice off in the distance. ‘The monk’s probably watching her. I wonder if he’ll ever get the courage to ask her to spar with him. He could use the hand to hand practice.’ Inu-yasha’s face twists, ‘everybody will be busy for a couple of hours, at least. Boring, fucking, day . . . ’

His head twists and he looks closer at Kagome and Keade. ‘Those two and their medicines . . . Hmmm . . . I wonder. They’ll be busy and Keade’s hut is empty. I did not like being shut out when the girls were talking about sex after the festival. Kagome brought those books and things from her side of the well. I know that’s its women’s things, but . . . I’m curious.’

He looks around, ‘I can go back, find them, and read them. Then, I’ll know.’ He growls and says, “I don’t like it when people have secrets around me.”

‘Hmmm . . . It’s been quiet, lately. And Shippo and Keade are with her. Sango and Kirara are just a yell away. I can go, then.’ Inu-yasha, suddenly, nods his head and begins to move quickly, but quietly back to the village.

When he’s about halfway there, he suddenly stops. “Fuck. I’ll need the monk.”

‘I remember when Kagome tried to tell me what everything in her first aid box can do. She keeps using words I’ve never heard of. And when she shoved that book in my face, there were words and symbols, that I’ve never seen. The monk should know what they mean.’

“How do I get him to come back with me?” He says to himself. He scratches his head, carefully avoiding his ears. “Make up some story? What?”

‘Hmmm . . . I wonder if he is curious about what the girls were talking about. Idiot! Of course, he’ll be curious, this is girls we’re talking about!’ he thinks as he punches the side of his head in disgust.

“So, sneak up and tell him what I’m doing, and he’ll go along.” He smiles, turns around and heads to where Sango is practicing. Miroku will be around there, somewhere.

‘Hell, now that I think about, he made some sort of suggestion like this a couple of nights ago, but I ignored him.’ He thinks as he jumps from tree to tree.

Inu-yasha spots the monk behind a tree, obviously admiring Sango’s form, and not her weapon form . . .

Inu-yasha covers Miroku’s mouth, grabs him by the neck and drags him into the trees.

Sango hears the rustle of the leaves, twists around and says, “What? Miroku?” She looks at Kirara. Kirara shrugs.

After a few jumps, Inu-yasha lands in a clearing.

“What! Inu-yasha! Why!” Miroku sputters as Inu-yasha removes his hand.

“Monk.” Inu-yasha growls, “The girls are always going on that they need to know about everything right?”

Miroku raises his eyebrow, “I suppose, Inu-yasha. They are naturally curious.”

“The bitch is always going on that in case something goes wrong, everyone should know how to use the medicines in her box, right?”

“Yes. It has come in handy.”

“Yes, and, she brought more medicines and books recently, but she’s not shown them to us, boys, right?” Inu-yasha grins.
Miroku rubs his chin, “Yes, she has brought more recently. And, if something should happen, it would be helpful, if we knew what was in them, I suppose.”

Inu-yasha pats Miroku on the back. “You’ve got it. And the girls will be busy for the next couple of hours. Plenty of time.” He grins.

‘Do I ask, why he told me? It would be like him to just grab the books and for him not tell anyone. Wait . . . books . . . ’ Miroku grins. ‘I wonder how he’ll get me to read them, since he cannot.’

“Jump on, Monk.” Inu-yasha commands.

The two boys, via Inu-yasha express, quickly reach the village and enter Keade’s hut. The villagers ignore them. They are used to Inu-yasha and Miroku entering that hut at odd times and sometimes alone.

“Now, where is it . . . ” Inu-yasha whispers in a low voice as Miroku and he start to search Keade’s hut.

After a while, Inu-yasha whispers exaltedly, “Found it!” He holds up a scroll in one hand and the in the other a modern appearing book.

‘Now, let’s see what he does.’ Miroku thinks. He stands back with his arms crossed. He, obviously, is waiting for Inu-yasha to make the first move.

‘Fuck . . . I was hoping he’d ask for them. Now . . . ’ Inu-yasha thinks. ‘Maybe, I can find something . . . ’ He opens the scroll.

What he sees when he opens the scroll, causes him to drop the book and to fully open up the scroll. He wolf whistles. The modern book lays, unread, and forgotten about in its location at his feet.

Miroku, quickly, moves behind Inu-yasha and looks over his shoulder. “Ahhh . . . A medical manual.” He grins, “the chapter on sex.”

The picture on the scroll, which caught Inu-yasha’s attention, is a very detailed drawing of a woman’s secret place between her legs.

“This is from this time . . . I didn’t know that there was something like this . . . ” Inu-yasha whispers.

“Oh, yes, manuals about sex are known. Most are copies of the chapter about sex in I-Shin-Po.” Miroku looks closely at the symbols, “Yes, This looks like I-Shin-Po. Oddly though, this copy has been translated into Japanese. Which is probably why Keade has it. I’m sure that she, like most women, does not understand Chinese.” Miroku says knowingly, “I wonder how she acquired it?”


“I-Shin-Po?” Inu-yasha whispers.

Miroku grins and thinks, ‘I’d be willing to bet, he doesn’t even know he said anything.’

“I-Shin-Po, Inu-yasha, is the standard medical textbook. It was written about 500 years ago. Thirty chapters, total. This scroll is the chapter on sex.” Miroku pauses, “I’ve read this chapter in Chinese. It’ll be interesting to see how accurately it’s been translated. Tamba Yasuyori combined more than 200 different Chinese medical texts into one text. Very well known. I wouldn’t have expected a copy in a small village like this, but.” He shrugs.



Inu-yasha starts to read the manual.

{“Of all the ten thousand things created by Heaven, man is the most precious. Of all the things that make man prospers none can be comparted to sexual intercourse. It is modeled after heaven and takes its pattern by Earth; it regulates yin and yang. Those who understand its significance can nurture their nature and prolong their years; those who miss its true meaning will harm themselves and die before their time” direct quote of the opening paragraph of the manual Art of the Bedchamber. By Li Tung-Hsuan in the mid-seventh century}

Inu-yasha is using his forefinger to mark his place as he reads. With that as an indicator, Miroku can see Inu-yasha, hesitant, go back and reread a couple of symbols.

“Hmm. Inu-yasha, Please, understand, I’m not criticizing you, but.” Miroku starts to say. “I’m given to understand that your education in.” He bites his lips, but continues, “civilized things are lacking.”

Inu-yasha looks at Miroku and growls, “Are you calling me a barbarian?”

“No, Inu-yasha. Of course not. However, since your mother’s death, have you had a teacher?”

Inu-yasha grimaces, “No, not really.” He sighs, “I tried a couple of times, but things would go wrong. Kikyo keep talking about teaching me, but things keep happening.” He says in a low voice.

“Let me read it out loud then, Inu-yasha.” Miroku gently says, “While I’m sure that you can read it, we don’t have all that much time, and I can read it faster than you.”

Inu-yasha growls and with visible reluctance hands Miroku the scroll. ‘Great! I didn’t have to ask him. He volunteered.’ Inside his mind, Inu-yasha smiles.
‘Sigh . . . I suppose I should have waited until he begged me. But, he was going to take all day . . . ’ Miroku thinks.

Inu-yasha ears twitch. Someone is walking by outside the hut. ‘Fuck, just a kid. I hate villages. There are so many people walking around. I can’t concentrate on what’s happening outside and still pay attention to what’s happening inside. Fuck.’ He growls.

“Inu-yasha?” Miroku wonders about that growl.

“Feh, go on.”

“Now . . . what is on this scroll . . . ” Miroku opens the scroll and scans it. “Ahh . . . where is the start of the chapter . . . ”

“Fuck that, Monk. Read.” Inu-yasha growls in Miroku’s ear as he is looking at the scroll over the monk’s shoulder.

“First, Inu-yasha, Let me go over a couple of basic things. This scroll assumes the reader knows so basic facts. But, with your limited education.” Inu-yasha growls in warning.

“Inu-yasha,” Miroku says with a hint of surprise in his voice. “Given all the times Kagome or myself have had to apologize for you, I thought you were proud of your lack of culture. Now, however, you’re angry when I try to praise your lack of culture?”

“Feh” Inu-yasha grunts. “Continue”

“As I was saying, before I rudely interrupted.” Another low growl from Inu-yasha sounds in the background.

“Some basics then: Men have Yang. Women have Yin.”

“I know that, idiot.”

“Stop interrupting, Inu-yasha, so I can get back to the scroll.”

“Feh”

“Now, Inu-yasha, where is the greatest concentration of maleness?”

Inu-yasha points to a picture of a nude human male on the scroll. “Where else, you perverted monk, a prick.”

“And on a woman?”

He moves his finger to a picture of a nude human female on the scroll. “Her cunt.”
“Good. When people have sex Yang and Yin is transferred between the sexes. You have to be careful how much Yang and Yin you have.” He pauses.

“Feh.”

“Too little Yang in a man, for instance, causes weakness, disease and finally death. Too much Yang on the hand, well, lets just say, I do wish to become a Buddha . . . ”

A pause as both males drool over a picture of a couple in position labeled Close union.

Miroku starts to read the scroll in earnest.


{With good health and longevity uppermost in mind, it seems, the Chinese advocated copulation several times with at least 10 women in a single night.}

“Are you fucking sure that’s what it says?!” Inu-yasha almost screams in Miroku’s ear! “You’re making that up, you perverted asshole!”

“I am not! Inu-yasha!” Miroku points to the line in the scroll. “Read it yourself.”

“Well . . . fuck me . . . You’re not making it up . . . ” Inu-yasha mumbles.

“Wrong, Inu-yasha, You’re supposed to have sex with others, not yourself.”

“You don’t seem that surprised to find this in here.” Inu-yasha says with suspicion. ‘This is simply too much like what he would say, I don’t care if it’s written down or not. I’m going to ask him some questions.’ He thinks.

“Oh, not really, I did say I’ve read this before, Inu-yasha? Remember?”

“Feh.”

“Shall I continue?”

“Feh”

{The yellow emperor had intercourse with 1200 women and thereby became an immortal. Ordinary men have but one woman and that one suffices to make them perish.}

“Shit . . . 1200.” Inu-yasha glares at Miroku, “You really wish to become a Buddha, huh?”

“Of course, doesn’t everyone?”

“Are you planning on telling Sango?”
“If she asks, I have no difficulties in telling her the truth.” Miroku pauses, coughs, “Of course, if she doesn’t ask, I see no reason to tell her.”

Inu-yasha narrows his eyes, and he whispers. “But sex makes you die?”

“There is an explanation further in the text, Inu-yasha.”

A pause as both males drool over a picture of a couple in position labeled Pair-eyed fish

Inu-yasha’s ears twitch, but he ignores them. There are too many people walking around outside for him to concentrate on the outside.

{Constant intercourse with only one woman was believed to decrease her vital yin essence, causing her to waste away. Deprived of life-giving yin as a result, the man would weaken too and both would eventually die}

“You see.” Miroku says.

“Shit . . . Is this true?” Inu-yasha looks at Miroku.

Miroku shrugs. “It’s true. That statement, with minor changes for syntax, appears in one form or another in every manual I read.”


{Yin was believed to turn into yang essence in the male stomach and if there was no yin, the essential chemical change was neutralized. Without Yang, he would whiter and die just as surely as he would if he was to leave his jade stalk inactive. Having it off repeatedly with 10 women in a single night sounds daunting, but there was a catch: one should as far as possible refrain from emitting semen.}

“Jade stalk?”

Miroku points to a picture on the scroll. His finger rests on the male genital. “Oh.”

“How in the fu. How, do you get Yin in your mouth so it can go to your stomach?” Inu-yasha asks.

“Do you want my answer, or do you want to see if the manual answers that question?”

“I don’t want your answer.”

“Then, I’ll continue.”


A pause as both males drool over a picture of a couple in position called, Wailing monkey embracing a tree.

{Accumulating vital yin is important and it’s strongly recommended taking it straight from the source. Cunnilingus was considered particularly beneficial.}

“Why do you think I drank Sango’s essence during the festival?”

“Shit . . . I knew I should have. Next time.”

{Blocking ejaculation conserved the man’s yang, even as his penis swam to and fro in the source of yin. Since there was every advantage in his obtaining even more yin than this, the sex handbooks strongly recommended a mans replenishing his supply by inhaling his partner’s breath as she gasped her way. Kissing too is greatly emphasized as part of foreplay, for yin could be sucked from the woman’s saliva as the couple tongues met or when the man nibbled her lower lip.}

“So, breathe and kissing. I noticed you didn’t do that with Sango.”

“She didn’t want me to. I respected her wishes. I assume you did the same with Kagome?”

“Feh.”

“Also, it’s only implied in this manual, but in other manuals, a man also absorbs some yin through the male organ.” Miroku adds. “But, acquiring it via other ways are very enjoyable.” Miroku grins.

Inu-yasha grins as well, remembering Kagome.

Inu-yasha’s ears twitch, but he ignores them

A pause as both males drool over a picture of a couple in position marked Bamboos near the altar.

{The more times one had sex without ejaculating, the greater the benefits to the health. Once, and the vital essence was strengthened: twice improved sight & hearing. Three cured all diseases and so on, until the diligent practitioner was that much closer to immortality.}


“A standard statement.”

“Feh”

{1 or 2 male orgasms in 10 copulation sessions was the generally accepted allowance.}

Inu-yasha breaths out, “you mean you don’t have it cum each time.”
Miroku, with humor in his voice, says, “You thought that it did?”

“Grrrr”

“No. This is standard.” Miroku pauses, “basically the more times you have sex and do not ejaculate the better it is for you. The more women you have sex with the better it is for you.”

Inu-yasha’s ears twitch, but he ignores them.

“Of course, this text, like most emphasizes that you don’t ejaculate.”

Inu-yasha, who hasn’t been listening to the monk, says, “Shit, that means that emperor above.”

“All he did was stick it in 1200 different women in one night.” Miroku grins. “Which is still a wonderful dream, no?”

“Feh”

A pause as both males drool over a picture of a couple in position indicated as Cat and mouse in one hole

{Semen was primarily thought to nourish the brain by grinning and bearing his way through coitus, a man could reverse the flow of vital essence and send it to his head.}

Inu-yasha stares, hard, at Miroku. ‘If he says I’m dumb, I’ll rip his prick off.’ he thinks.

Miroku stares at Inu-yasha. ‘I’m not stupid, Inu-yasha. I’m not going to touch that.’ He thinks.


Inu-yasha eyes widen, “Feh . . . Does, that mean Sango is smarter than you, since she drank your semen?” he says with a nasty grin.

Miroku eyes widen in surprise. “You know, Inu-yasha. I’ve never thought about it like that. Although, now that I think about it . . . Hmm . . . It could work that way. But exactly how a woman’s body handles the yang essence . . . I don’t remember any manual that goes into detail about that.” He rubs his chin in thought. “Next time I’m at Mushin’s temple. I’ll have to research that.”

“You didn’t answer my question, monk?”

“I don’t know, Inu-yasha. It seems possible, but sometimes a woman’s body handles yang in odd ways, that much I do remember that from other manuals.” A pause and he says, “Do I continue?”

“Feh”

{Obviously this did not apply to procreation, and in all cases the manuals generously emphasized female orgasm as an essential prerequisite for healthy sex, and advocated starving off the surge to await explosive abandon of a mutual climax.}

“Ok.”

Miroku says, “Inu-yasha, you might not like the next statement.”

{The man must always first engage her in protracted gentle play to harmonize her mood with his and make her felling respond.}

“Why? Monk?”

Miroku rolls his eyes, “I saw the bandages on Kagome after the festival. That wasn’t ‘gentle play’ you two did.”

“Fuck that, monk. I was gentle.” Inu-yasha smiles. “And it applies both ways. She was gentle with me.”


A pause as both males drool over a picture of a couple in position called, Hounds of the ninth day of autumn.

‘I’ve got try this with Kagome’ Inu-yasha thinks as he memorizes the picture. (Although, he’s been memorizing all the positions, anyway . . . )


“A list of ways to do it.” Miroku says, glancing at Inu-yasha.

“My instincts are always correct. I don’t need no fancy positions.”

{One: pushing the jade stalk down and letting it move to and fro over the lute strings like a saw, as if one were prying open an oyster to obtain the previous pearl inside.}

“Shit. What did it just say?”

“Oh, like most manuals and most people, Inu-yasha, the sex act and sex organs are referred to in poetic descriptive terms, not the offensive words, like you use.”

“Grrr”


“Ok, Inu-yasha here is some common terms, and these are used on this scroll. So: Lute string is female pubic hair. Jade gate is the vulva. A golden gate is the upper part of the vulva. The Jewel terrace is, and this very important, the clitoris. Jade veins are where labia meet beneath the vulva. Cinnabar cleft is the vagina. Jade stalk & positive peak are different words for the penis.”

“What the . . . ”

“Look Inu-yasha, I just read some more and It’ll make sense.”

{Hitting with the jade stalk, the golden gully over the jade veins, as if one were cleaving stone to discover the jade kernel.}

“Grrr”

“Here I’ll use the pictures to explain, Inu-yasha.” Miroku points to various pictures in the scroll and points to various places. He uses the various name to describe the female and male genital.

{Letting the positive peak hit against the jewel terrace, like an iron pestle descending into the medicine bowl.}

“Huh, I bet you, Keade got this for that line.” Inu-yasha grumbles.

“I doubt it, Inu-yasha, this is the standard medical text. While there are other similar texts available, this is the reference that is used by the emperor’s doctor.”


Inu-yasha’s ears twitch, but he ignores them

{Indiscriminate emission of semen was considered to do grievous harm. However, so many stokes, without emission, of the penis would be beneficial.}

“This is totally correct, Inu-yasha.” Miroku watches Inu-yasha as he speaks.

Inu-yasha blushes, “I do not do that, you perverted fucking monk.”

Miroku raises his eyebrow. “Very well, Inu-yasha. But, should I read the number of strokes?”

“Well . . . you’re reading the rest of the scroll, why should you not read that.”

“Hmmm . . . some Taoist sex magic is added in here, as well.”

“Sex magic?”

Miroku’s eye’s gleam, “Have you already forgotten what I told Kagome that time she asked about my beliefs?”

Inu-yasha starts, and he says, “No. Forget I asked that.”

{Depending on the season, the couple would have to perform with their heads facing given cardinal points.}

“That could get weird,” Inu-yasha mumbles as he tries to picture how you’d do that position.

“Yes, some positions do require some flexibility.”

{The horoscope proscribed sexual intercourse days}

“There are some complex details about horoscopes here, Inu-yasha. I’m going to skip them. They’re horribly detailed.” Miroku sighs, “I really need to borrow this from Keade and cast my horoscope again.”

“Feh”

{Medicines to shrink vagina size & increase penis size.}

“Useful.”

“Feh.” A pause. “How much can it increase?”

“It depends on the medicine. But. I’ll warn you, I’ve tried a few of these and have only had a slight increase.”

“Feh.”

{Bald chicken medicine.}

“Do I want to know the story?” Inu-yasha asks.

“It’s about a rooster that rubs himself bald.”

“No.”

“Hmmm . . . a list of various plants, mushrooms, deer antlers. And various medicines that you can make. Keade has some notes on this part of the scroll.” Miroku points to some symbols off to one side. They have clearly been added to the scroll.

“Anything important?”

“Not really, apparently she doesn’t think too much of the female medicines. She’s written some corrections.”

Miroku looks at Inu-yasha and purses his lips, ‘do I read this line?’ He pauses and then minutely shakes his head no.
“hmm . . . another story here about an illicit affair between high priestess Saiko-jo and a guard at the Ise shrine.”

“Monk.” Inu-yasha growls and he points at a line in the scroll. “I know that symbol is ‘white dog’ and you skipped it.”

Miroku moves the scroll so Inu-yasha can clearly see it and he says, “You can read it, Inu-yasha. I’m not going to.”

{White dog liver: one of the medical ingredients.}

“Fuck!” Inu-yasha yells! ‘Now I know why, all those years ago . . . ’ he thinks angrily.

He grabs at the scroll. But . . .

“Sit, boy!”

THUMP


the girls are here . . .


End chapter 1.

Inu-yasha and his reading ability. Remember Inu-yasha’s education has been sporadic at best. And Japanese is a language of thousands of different symbols. He’s Ok with the standard day to day symbols, but, this is a medical textbook. It has symbols he’s never seen. (A modern example, if you were to place a college level medical textbook in front of a high school student, how well would he read and understand the text? Oh, he’d probably be able to get through it, but it would take time and his understanding of the text might not be all that good.)

Most of this story is page 130 to 135 in the book Pink Samurai: Love, Marriage & Sex in contemporary Japan. By Nicholas Bornoff.

All the quotes are from those pages. I did in some cases make minor syntax changes. I did reorder some of the statements.

Some things that I could not fit into the story . . .

Japan borrowed a lot from China. Including sex manuals.

Mid 7th century, (when the first quote was made) was about the time that Japan borrowed the Chinese constitution and used it as Japan’s government. (That constitution wasn’t changed until 1870's, FYI)
In 982 Tamba Yasuyori wrote the manual I-Shin-Po. He combined Secret Recipes of the Plain Girl, Handbook of sex of the dark girl and Secret Prescription of the bedchamber along with 200+ more sources into a medical textbook.

I-Shin-Po, as stated in the story, was the definitive medical textbook in Japan.

{In 1854 a physician in the service of the shogun’s harem had Tamba’s ancient I-Shin-Po manuscripts beautifully printed on new scrolls and it is mostly this version that Chinese scholars used to reconstruct the lost Sui and T’ang dynasty originals.}

I am just using Pink Samurai as a source. As I read/scanned some of the on-line Taoist sex sources, there are some differences. Most appear to be minor. And expected as this is a philosophy that lasted hundreds of years. Differences of opinion would happen, plus how you translate things also matter. Especially with a language that allows a lot of different translation, like Japanese.

A link to a page that talks about I-shin-po. Like I expected, it mentions the sex chapter, but does not go into details . . .
http://www.religion.sbc.edu/sakade.html


About the pictures and positions mentioned in the text. I am sorry, but my source doesn’t have pictures . . . use your imagination about what those labels mean . . .

How common were these manuals? Standard medical text. Of course the question should be how common are doctors, since most doctors are going to use this. And how common are doctors that can afford copies.

There probably were smaller extracts made, just for people that didn’t have the funds for a complete translation.

I also, assume, that the chapter on sex would be a popular chapter.

In Kyoto, Edo and other major cities, I’d say this knowledge was quite common. In small villages, Keade’s probably not. (Chapter 2 will answer the question how she got it)

In the tale of Genji, one of the characters on the point of leaving his beloved behind paints her a picture by way of a keepsake, which depicts a beautiful man and woman lying side by side.

Another manual: Koshibagaki-zoshi, 16 pictures. Shows the illicit affair between high prestress Saiko-jo and a guard at the Ise shrine.

Another website. Useful. You might also want to visit the Chinese section of this site. As that can apply to japan. (Japan borrowed heavily from China.)

http://www.bigeye.com/sexeducation/shintoism.html

Chapter 2 will be the girl’s POV. (Inu-yasha’s ears were twitching for a reason...)

Also, I am a man, so. I am interested in readers, especially the female readers, opinions about how Kagome and Sango will react as they listen to the boys. Chapter 2 is the girl’s reactions . . .


Thank you for reading
jeff shelton