InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In Da Club ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter 5

Honey eyes met those of a dark violet over the huge pile of papers. The young boy crept over to the girl, taking the document from her grasp, while resting his free hand on her thigh.

Sango arched a brow with a confused smirk on her face, "What do you think you're doing?"

Miroku's face showed the innocence of a newborn baby, but his voice was very low in her ear, "Why, Sango, whatever do you mean?"

She sighed deeply as he tugged on her earlobe with his teeth, "Miroku, I thought you came over so I could help you with the club's financial problems," she pushed him away slightly, scolding him like the child he looked like at the moment. "So that's what we're going to do, okay?"

Miroku backed away with a slight scowl on his face as Sango seemingly ignored him, picking up some more bills. The girl clad in her favorite jeans and a white cropped t-shirt with a rhinestoned Elvis silhouette on the front (A/N: I love that shirt!!) slung her long, chestnut curtain of hair to one shoulder.

He smiled as an idea struck him.

He pulled out his cell phone, dialing no real number, "Hello? Yes, good afternoon, Miss Solano." He heard the rustle of paper stop behind him. "I'm afraid I can't make it to your house tonight…business as usual," he grinned inwardly at Sango's frustrated face.

What the hell does he think he's doing??? She yelled mentally. Breaking a date in MY house?

"I know you were expecting me, but…"

Sango stormed over to him, snatching the phone from his hand, putting an ear to the receiver. She smiled evilly at his VERY perplexed face.

"Meeting someone, huh, Miroku, love?"

"Now, Sango-chan, I-"

She tossed the phone, and then she pushed him onto her couch.

Oh, no, I hope she isn't mad…, he wished inside.

Sango's eyes narrowed slightly as she straddled his hips and placed her hands on his chest, laughing, "You sly dog…why did you think pretending to call another woman while in my living room would work?"

Miroku grinned crookedly, placing his roaming hands on her ass, "It already has, hasn't it?"

She blushed, and then snorted as she lowered her head, kissing him slowly and softly on his lips. He responded quite quickly, languidly rolling his tongue across her pouty lips as she opened them for him.

He smiled that sexy smile she just couldn't stand sometimes, "Wait a minute, Sango…I thought you were going to ONLY help me with the bills tonight."

Opening her lusty eyes, Sango answered, "Fuck the bills…I'm horny now," as she unbuttoned his dark blue over shirt and he snapped open her jeans.

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Kagome towel dried her hair, her eyes looking at her own naked body in her bathroom mirror, but not really focused on it, as her mind wondered back to the only man that had ever made her body betray her so quickly.

She wanted him…damn it how she wanted him RIGHT NOW…

Sighing a deeply frustrated sigh, Kagome ran a comb through her wet hair before walking in her birthday suit to her bedroom.

She dressed in her most comfortable lounging clothes before sitting on the bed, her eyes trained to the phone.

Should I call him? She thought, I don't want to sound desperate.

You are desperate…

Fucking great.

She decided on calling Sango instead.

"Where the hell is she?" Kagome asked aloud after the seventh ring. Walking to her window, she snapped open the blinds to see if Sango was home.

Her eyes got the biggest they've ever been.

"Oh…Kami…Sama…"

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The phone rang.

…and rang…

Miroku looked up at the glorious naked woman above him, her pale skin glistening with a fine sheen of sweat as he grunted out, "…Koishii, the…phone, it's…it's been ringing…"

She looked at him, annoyance behind those haunting almond eyes, before leaning her head back and whispering huskily as she reached her peak, "Let it ring…"

As they gasped for air, Sango's face buried in Miroku's neck as he stroked her now-sweaty back, the answering machine sounded.

"Konnichiwa, Sango-chan…its Kagome. Um, yeah…I called to talk to you about my date but it looks like you're too out of breath to talk…"

Sango's head snapped up, her wide eyes meeting Miroku's confused gaze.

"Yeah, you forget hon…you don't own curtains…you're giving everyone on this side of the street who bothers to crack open a window a great view of your ass."

They both sat up, looking at Kagome across the street, whose face was just lit up in amusement.

"Hi, Miroku-sama."

Miroku waved, that boyish smile on his face as Sango rushed to the phone.

"What the hell do you want, Kagome??"

"Oooh, touchy, Sango-chan…listen, just call me back later tonight…but you two may want to move to your bedroom for now. We can go shopping for you some 'privacy curtains' for next time."

Sango gave a frustrated noise, "Why were you watching us anyway? Where's lover boy, Gome?"

"I'll talk to you about that later…you go enjoy getting your freak on for now."

Kagome winked at Miroku before closing her blinds, "Oyasumi, Sango-chan."

"Oyasumi."

Sango put the phone back in its cradle as she felt two strong arms wrap themselves around her athletic frame.

"Inuyasha troubles?"

She turned around in his arms, allowing him to cup her backside as she lifted her legs up off the floor and locked them around his waist, "Yeah…poor girl…"

He carried her into the bedroom, closing the door with his foot, "I told you he was an ass."

Sango nibbled at his collar bone as he gently laid her on the bed, "He seriously needs to be bitch-slapped around a bit."

Miroku chuckled as he nuzzled her right breast, cupping the other in his palm, "Are you volunteering, my dear Sango-chan?"

Their eyes locked for a brief moment before Miroku continued his ministrations, going downward, making her arch up to his touch with a small moan.

"No," Sango laughed, "I'll leave that up to Kagome."

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Woot, woot!! 'Nother update! *grins* Hope you like…seems as if my hentai side had taken over my hands a minute…*blushes*…please review and I'll do flips for ya!!

Much love to ya,

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