InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kurayami no Naka de Hikari ❯ The Break-In ( Chapter 12 )

Kurayami no Naka de Hikari

Notes: 6,655 words/11 pages – This chapter started off really slow but the end was really easy to write. There is some explicit content in this chapter involving Sango so be prepared for it. Okay, so this chapter was finished on Friday, but I didn't have a connection to upload it… for whatever reason, I can't upload .docs or OpenOffice files from my phone (they should revise that). Anyway, here's the next installment!

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'Thoughts/dreams' will be in single quotes (IE: ' ')

Chapter 12 – The Break-In

It hadn't taken them long to find the place even though they were staying hidden. Kagome was on Inuyasha's back, skirt hiked up indecently high with his arms under her knees and her hands on his shoulders. Miroku had surprisingly only needed one warning that he better not fall behind to check out Kagome's ass. It was a gauge of the monk's worry that he obliged. It also showed the level of Miroku's feelings for Sango! He was surprisingly nimble and quick too, having no problem keeping pace with Inuyasha even though they would run across rooftops at time. He might not be able to jump like the hanyou, but he could climb like you wouldn't believe!

No one spoke on the relatively short trip across rooftops and through dark, foul-smelling alleys that Kagome felt Inuyasha's muscles tense at. If it smelled bad to her, she could imagine how bad it smelled to Inuyasha.

When Inuyasha stopped and allowed Kagome to climb off his back, they were across the street from a house with a severally overgrown front yard and darkened windows with bars over them. Whether the bars were to keep people out or people in, Kagome didn't want to think about. Judging by how empty the streets were, she had a feeling no one would be stupid enough to try and break into that house, though.

Her newfound ability was going haywire as they watched the house for several minutes. She could feel the two auras from the parking garage coming strongly from this place. She wished that she could feel that Sango was in there the way she could feel the two youkai.

"A big youkai came out with Sango's scent on him." Inuyasha said quietly for Miroku and Kagome to hear.

"What are we waiting for?" Miroku asked impatiently as he took a step toward the mouth of the alley. Inuyasha's clawed hand clapped onto his shoulder, preventing him from leaving the alley.

"Give it a minute..." Inuyasha hissed at the monk. "I know you're worried but this will be dangerous. Kagome, I want you to wait here."

"Yeah right!" Kagome snapped quietly as she glared at the tall hanyou. "I didn't come all this way to hide when it gets dangerous!"

"Kagome for once in your life, just fucking listen to me!" Inuyasha snapped back in a low growl, purposely keeping his voice down. "If they could kidnap SANGO who could whip MY ass, I don't want to think what they can do to you!"

"Don't be stupid, you want to leave me in an alley in THIS neighborhood all ALONE?" Kagome demanded, meeting the hanyou glare for glare. "That's got to be the dumbest thing you've ever suggested!"

"Trust me, Kagome-sama, that's NOT the stupidest thing he's ever suggested." Miroku said with an amused smirk plastered on his face. "I remember the time Sesshoumaru convinced him that he was hatched from an egg the stork dropped off on Izayoi-mama's front step!"

"Shuttup." Inuyasha mumbled with a pink tinting his cheeks in embarrassment. "I was only four..." He muttered quietly and Kagome couldn't help but giggle.

"Have you and your brother EVER gotten along?" Kagome asked as she forced herself to stifle her quiet laughter. She merely got a flat stare from Inuyasha that forced her to stifle another giggle. She had made a decision at that moment to make the brothers admit, to themselves at least, that they didn't completely hate each other.

"He's coming out now." Inuyasha's low whisper broke into Kagome's thoughts as she heard him sniffling quietly. After a moment, the human with red hair from the bar walked out from the alley behind the house. Kagome could faintly feel the aura coming off of him, stronger this time.

"One of them is inside." Kagome whispered quietly, all giggles gone as seriousness filled her face. "The aura is stronger so he must have just seen one of them."

"Yosh, Miroku." He said as he glanced at the monk out of the corner of his eye. "Watch Kagome for a second, I'm gonna grab him."

"Yeah." Miroku just nodded and stepped partially in front of Kagome turned slightly to the side so he could hear if someone tried to sneak up from behind.

Inuyasha disappeared silently into the blackness of the street; it appeared someone had purposely taken out most of the street lights on the block. Kagome gasped slightly as she saw a flash of silver near the red haired man, then the street was empty. Inuyasha returned a moment later, carrying a large bundle at his side. He tossed the trussed up human to the moist ground of the alley roughly and nodded to Miroku.

The monk had a dark look on his face as he turned the human over and slammed him up against the brick wall behind him. The man grunted in pain, but Kagome noticed there was a strip of cloth stuffed into his mouth so he couldn't yell for help. 'Have they done this before?' Kagome silently mused as she looked at how intimidating her companions appeared beside her.

Kagome saw a flash of silver and looked down to see Miroku holding a blade to the man's throat, glinting as it caught pale beams of moonlight in the gloomy alleyway. She swallowed hard and forced herself not to interfere. She didn't think they would hurt the guy; hopefully they just wanted to scare some information out of him.

"Where is she?" Miroku demanded coldly as he glared at the skinny red-head darkly. It was a scary look; Kagome had to admit she felt an involuntary chill run down her back. If she hadn't known about his goofy, patient side, she might have felt scared by that look. 'He's really worried about Sango-chan...' She thought to herself as she saw the pain contorting his face.

The red-head's eyes bugged out of his head and he tried to say something through the gag. Miroku held the knife so he could see before he spoke in the same dangerous tone.

"You'll be dead before anyone can find you if you yell for help." Miroku said slowly as he casually used the knife to clear dirt from under his nail. "Understand?" He demanded as his eyes snapped back up and the knife pressed roughly back against the scrawny guy's throat. After a flicker of panic at the sudden movement and a nod, Miroku pulled the gag from the man's mouth. Surprisingly, the guy didn't cry for help, Miroku had definitely done a good job of scaring the guy.

"The human girl?" He whispered, barely audible through the fear visible on his face.

"Yes, the doctor with long, brown hair." Miroku growled out as he pressed a little harder on the knife. The man winced and swallowed roughly, his eyes dancing with fear.

"S-she's in the basement." The man said in a hoarse whisper. "Hiten-san is selling her tomorrow night." Miroku's eyes widened in anger before he sunk his fist into the man's face, effectively knocking him out. He quickly stuffed the gag back in place and tied it in case he woke up before they got Sango out.

"Let's go get her." Miroku said quietly as he slipped the knife back into his pocket.

"Stay close, Kagome." Inuyasha said as he looked at the dark-haired woman. "Try not to make any noise. I don't want to alert them that we're here until we have Sango if we can avoid it."

"All right." Kagome said as she gave Inuyasha a reassuring smile before climbing onto his back.

Miroku lead the way, picking his way through shadowed alleys and climbing the fire escape on a building next to the house. There was a broken window on the second story of the house that appeared unoccupied so it was the best place to enter without running into someone immediately. With Inuyasha's nose and Kagome and Miroku's ability to sense auras, they were hoping to have warning if they were found out. The only real uncertainty was if there were any youkai in the house with a heightened sense of smell like Inuyasha.

"Stinks..." Inuyasha whispered as his sneakered feet landed lightly on the carpeted floor. He set Kagome down and crept silently to the door and pressed his ear up against it.

"Do you sense any auras close, Kagome-sama?" Miroku whispered almost too low to be heard. Kagome closed her eyes and focused her mind, trying to pinpoint auras and something... strange happened... She seemed to know WHERE the auras were coming from.

"There isn't anyone upstairs." Kagome said quietly as she continued to concentrate. The harder she concentrated, the clearer the picture in her mind became.

"Kagome?" Inuyasha asked close to her ear as a clawed hand touched her shoulder lightly.

"There are three youkai in a room below us, I think a living room." Kagome said quietly as her eyes opened. "One of the ones that took her is in the basement. I don't know if there are any more humans."

"You're doing great, Kagome-sama." Miroku said as he looked at her in surprise. He couldn't sense the aura in the basement and the three below them could have been anywhere on the first floor for all he knew. He was seriously impressed, she was a quick study!

"I don't smell anyone near. Let's hurry up." Inuyasha whispered as he took the lead and pushed Kagome gently behind him.

The three of them silently padded into the hallway, senses straining to catch any sign of trouble. The hallway was long and dark and only the occasional scrap of cloth lay on the worn carpet. Inuyasha could hear a television blaring from below and the clack of a cue ball hitting another as someone played pool. It seemed Kagome was right about nobody being upstairs.

After several minutes and, thankfully, no creaky floorboards, they reached the stairs and Inuyasha motioned for them to stop. Kagome grabbed a hunk of long silver hair as Inuyasha tried to slip down the stairs alone. He spun around, eyes glaring daggers and saw as she shook her head angrily.'We're coming too!' She mouthed with her own glare at the hanyou. Inuyasha tried to argue back, but Miroku had already slipped to the front and headed down the stairs. Inuyasha had no choice but to suck it up and follow, Kagome on his heels, determined look locked in place.

Thankfully, the room where the noise was coming from was on the opposite side of the house from the stairs so no one saw them slip into what looked like it should be a living room. There was an old, dust covered couch in the middle of the room and a lumpy shape that resembled a chair next to it. Everything was covered in dust and debris that didn't look like it had been disturbed in some time.

Inuyasha sniffed the air and stifled a sneeze caused by the dust they'd stirred up. He looked at his companions and shook his head, indicating the dust was overpowering his sense of smell. Kagome put a hand on Inuyasha's shoulder and stood on her tiptoes to reach his ear. Her warm breath made shivers travel down his spine and goose bumps break out on his skin.

"They're all together where the TV is." Kagome whispered low enough Inuyasha barely heard her words. He nodded and turned to Miroku, jerking his head toward a short hallway to the left that was pitch black. Miroku wasted no time as he silently slipped down the darkened hallway. Inuyasha followed close behind him, still keeping Kagome behind him. He was determined to keep her the farthest away from the 'bad guys', hence him and Miroku placed between her and them.

The three of them approached a patch of light, apparently still unseen and unheard. There was a door to the right with light spilling from beneath in and a door to the right with a very dim glow coming from beneath it. Inuyasha's nose twitched as he caught a musty smell of damn cement to the left. He grabbed Miroku's wrist and jerked his head toward the door when the dark-haired man turned his direction. Miroku nodded in understanding and as quietly as possible, turned the knob on the door. It squeaked slightly on rusty hinges as Miroku swung the door open. Everyone held their breath as the low hum of voices cut off in the well-lit room to the right.

"That you boss?" A voice called from the room and the three stiffened instantly. After a momentary pause, Inuyasha grunted in reply loud enough to be heard through the door.

"Don't worry, that long-legged chick'll break!" Another voice called back with a wicked laugh as it seemed the grunt was enough. Talking ensued on the other side of the door as the men inside began to crack jokes about some of the other women they'd nabbed.

Inuyasha let out the breath he was holding and took the lead down the stairs, placing Kagome between him and Miroku. Enemies ahead and enemies behind, Inuyasha's instincts were going haywire. He was mentally cursing himself for allowing Kagome along, but also more alert than he'd ever been in his life.

Down the steps they went, Inuyasha motioning every time one of the stairs seemed weak enough to creak under any weight. Kagome stepped lightly and was thankful her shoes had rubber soles so they didn't click loudly on the wood.

It seemed to take forever to reach the bottom of the stairs and everyone seemed to let out a quiet sigh of relief when their feet touched the floor. Inuyasha sniffed the air and headed to the right, dragging Kagome along behind him. They walked about halfway down the hallway and stopped in front of a closed door. Inuyasha looked at Miroku meaningfully and forced Kagome up against the wall. The look of determination and anger on Miroku's face deepened as he felt the demonic aura from the parking garage so close.

Miroku only paused for half a second before he kicked the door in violently and bolted inside. Inuyasha followed, dragging Kagome inside and closing the door behind him. Kagome pressed herself up against the wall, wanting to make sure they wouldn't have to protect her.

"What the hell?" A male voice growled in anger as moments after the door closed, a youkai with red eyes and a long braid glared at the door. He was shirtless and his pants were unbuttoned, a large bulge clearly visible as he climbed off of an unconscious Sango. Before the youkai could do anything else, Miroku's fist sunk into his cheek, sending him crashing into the wall. The wall groaned threateningly and a loud splintering noise filled the air as the corner pulled apart.

"How dare you touch my woman!" Miroku hissed in anger as he dove on Hiten, his fingers closed around Hiten's throat, though not before he yelled for the youkai upstairs.

While they rolled around on the floor, Inuyasha dashed into the hallway as he heard crashing footsteps on the stairs. Kagome dashed to the bed to check on Sango and gasped when she saw her friend's pale face in the gloomy light. Her face was a mass of bruises and cuts and she seemed to be handcuffed to the bed.

"Miroku! We need a key!" Kagome shouted over grunts of pain and anger.

Kagome could hear fighting in the hallway coming from Inuyasha and several other voices yelling in anger. Kagome turned to her left and found there was a big hole in the all and Miroku and the tall youkai were rolling on the floor. She watched as Miroku, blood dripping from a cut on his forehead, buried his fist in the youkai's gut ruthlessly. Miroku gained the upper hand after this and continued pummeling the youkai until he stopped moving.

Kagome ran to the unconscious youkai and rummaged in his pockets for a key. Miroku had gone back to Sango's side to check on how she was doing, and Kagome came back empty-handed.

"Help me find the key." Kagome whispered, not wanting to draw the attention on the men fighting in the hallways. Inuyasha would let Miroku know if he was having trouble, so the monk focused his attention on the bruised angel lying on a lumpy mattress. He pulled his T-shirt off and draped it over her scantily-clad body, leaving his wife-beater tank top on. Miroku joined Kagome and the two of them searched the floor together for a key to unlock Sango.

Growling in frustration, Kagome began feeling around Sango on the bed searching for ANYTHING to free her friend. Her hand slipped under the pillow and closed around something cool and metal. She pulled the object out in confusion and was surprised to see a small key in her hand. By this point, Miroku was tugging at the headboard and trying to loosen screws with a coin.

"Hurry it up!" Inuyasha's voice called from the hallway. Only minutes had passed since they had burst into the room, but it felt like ages had passed.

"I think I have it!" Kagome cried as she held up the key for Miroku to see. Since he was already in position, he took the key and slipped it into the lock on her wrist. Both Kagome and Miroku let out sighs of relief when the cuff clicked open and Miroku pulled her wrist out.

"We've got her!" Kagome cried as she jumped to her feet. She helped Miroku pull the shirt over Sango's head, not bothering to pull her arms through the sleeves. Miroku kneeled and Kagome helped him position the unconscious girl onto his back.

"Clear a path, Inuyasha!" Miroku cried as he headed for the door, Kagome on his heels.

When the pair got into the hallway, the ground was littered with unconscious bodies. In addition to the three youkai they had known about, there was a pair of human men lying heaped in a pile to the side of the door.

Without a word, Inuyasha led them to the stairs at a run. There would be no sneaking out this time. They would be headed right out the nearest exit even if it meant Inuyasha had to slice through some security bars with his claws.

They had a rental car parked several blocks away; Kagome had suggested that at the last minute. Then they couldn't be tracked easily if the kidnappers decided to retaliate. They had no informed the authorities of their intentions because of the inevitable risk of them harming Sango during any sort of raid. They were planning on calling with a location after they were safely away.

The small group raced up the stairs, taking two and three at a time. Kagome motioned Miroku in front so no one could harm the unconscious Sango exposed on his back. He frowned as he passed, not liking Kagome being in harm's way, but in too much of a hurry to protest.

When they reached the landing, Inuyasha grunted in pain a toppled backward into Kagome, effectively knocking her off balance. She didn't even have time for a cry of surprise as she felt herself falling backward, foot still on the top step. Her eyes widened in horror as she reached out her hands, searching for anything to cling to. Her hands found nothing but empty air and suddenly she was falling. She squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself for impact. It was going to hurt falling down the uneven wooden steps and it would hurt worse when she hit the cement floor and walls at the bottom.

The air gushed out of Kagome's lungs as she felt herself slam into something hard, though not as hard as cement. 'I hit so hard the pain hasn't registered yet...' Her oxygen-deprived mind thought idly as she started to slide down the wall. Imagine her surprise when the 'wall' grabbed her roughly. Her eyes flew open as her hands flew to push herself away from whoever had grabbed her.

"Let go!" Kagome shrieked as she sank her nails into the cheek of the body that had grabbed her and dragged them down harshly.

"You bitch!" A male voice boomed and Kagome felt something connect with the side of her head and send her reeling.

"Kagome!" Inuyasha's voice registered dully in her head as she tried to pick her head up off the ground. Abruptly, Kagome cried out in pain as she was dragged bodily from the ground BY HER HAIR! Her hands immediately tangled into her hair, trying to pry fingers away from the silky strands. She struggled briefly until she felt something cold and sharp bite into the soft flesh of her throat.

"Bring the other one down or I'll slit her pretty throat, hanyou." The man growled, his eyes flashing dangerously. Kagome was stiff with fear and allowed herself to be dragged along. She felt a thin trail of warmth travel down from the knife and knew that the one wrong move and she'd be dead.

"Inuyasha..."Kagome whispered as she managed to open her eyes slightly. They teared up involuntarily due to the pain, but she didn't care. She wanted to tell him just to go, to not worry about her and escape with Sango.

"Shut up, human." The youkai growled as he jerked on her hair mercilessly. She bit back a cry of pain and squeezed her eyes shut as painful tears began to form.

"Let her go." Inuyasha growled low in his throat.

Kagome managed to peek one eye open and was confused at what she saw. Inuyasha was slowly walking down the stairs, but he looked very strange. The whites of his eyes had turned blood red and the irises had turned cobalt blue. Not only that, but there were jagged purple lines on his cheeks. Kagome felt a flicker of fear at the angry look on his face. There was something savage and carnal about the way he was looking at the youkai.

"One step closer, hanyou..." The youkai growled, his body tensing. The appearance of the hanyou wasn't the only thing that had changed... his aura had changed as well! If Hiten didn't know better, he would swear the silver-haired dog was full youkai not half! "What the hell are you?" Hiten snarled.

"If you harm her, you'll be dead before your body hits the ground." Inuyasha snarled right back. Kagome couldn't help it, she was terrified... Inuyasha seemed completely different! She had felt a major shift in his aura the second his eyes had turned red!

Inuyasha was walking down the stairs slowly, threateningly. His eyes reflexed the low light like a dog, burning red. Kagome was afraid for him, maybe even afraid OF him. She was feeling the beginning of panic gripping her chest tightly. She felt enclosed and completely trapped. She could think of no way that they would come out of this alive so her panic began to mount.

Kagome heard loud crash and Miroku's shout of surprise before a bright flash of light lit up the area. That's when Kagome's fear reached a peak and Kagome grabbed onto the demon's wrist. She felt a strange warmth and calm in her chest that spread down her arms and into her fingertips at the same moment.

She cried out as a warm pulse rippled from her body and passed into the body pressed up against her back. Kagome felt fatigue grip her body suddenly at the same time that she heard a cry of pain close to her ear. Her knees buckled as her mind filled with fog and standing suddenly seemed beyond her ability. Before she was blanketed in darkness, Kagome saw a large body topple down the stairs and a curtain of raven black silky strands covered her whole existence.

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A rage Inuyasha hadn't felt in years gripped his chest when the scent of Kagome's blood reached his sensitive nose. He could feel the familiar sensation gripping him, he wanted blood! His friends told him that his face changes when he feels that sensation, but he had never seen it. When it happened to him, it seemed that instincts would kick in and an overwhelming rage and desire to harm whomever had caused it. The last time he had felt this was the day he'd heard of Kikyo's death and he'd gone looking for the person who'd sold her the stuff that got her killed. He hadn't found that person, though and had eventually calmed down.

He'd heard Sesshoumaru questioning his father to find out why Inuyasha's scent had been that of a full youkai, but hadn't received an answer. That's when he'd first met old man Myoga and had taken those stupid classes to suppress that rage. He'd been hypnotized and his father had asked Miroku's friend Kaede to make some seal, though Inuyasha had never seen it.

The smell of salt from Kagome's tears was enough to send Inuyasha into a frenzy. His feet left the stairs and he flew toward the foul-smelling youkai hurting the onyx haired human. Something unexpected happened in mid-air as he was attacking. A wave a pain shot through Inuyasha's body, staggering him as soon as his feet touched the ground and forcing him to his hands and knees. When the pain finally subsided several moments later, Inuyasha slowly lifted his head. His vision was invaded by black as he looked up and saw Kagome standing in front of him, eyes glassy and unfocused. As her knees buckled, Inuyasha lunged and managed to grab hold of her before she collapsed onto the concrete floor.

"Amazing..." He could faintly hear Miroku say from the top of the steps. Everything looked darker, sounded muffled, and scents were gone. The only thing he could smell was dampness and a scent like burning meat.

After a moment, Inuyasha's eyes bulged in understanding, though he had no clue how it was possible. What he had taken for Kagome's blue-tinged curls was actually his hair lying across her unconscious form. 'I'm human!' His mind screamed as he looked down at his claw-free hand and then felt his head for the soft triangles normally there. Instead, there was a fleshy shell on either side of Inuyasha's head, covered by long, black hair. 'How? It's not the right time!' Inuyasha's mind screamed as he painfully repositioned Kagome so he could carry her up the steps.

"Inuyasha! Let's get the hell out of her before this big guy wakes up!" Miroku's voice was louder as the monk shoved the basement door open and peered down the stairs.

Inuyasha looked at the braided youkai on the ground and could distinctly see wisps of smoke rising from the unmoving form. He didn't bother checking for a pulse, he just shifted Kagome to a less awkward position and climbed the stairs as quickly as he could. He ignored the surprised look on Miroku's face at the sight of Inuyasha as a human. Sango and the monk were the only ones outside of family that knew when his time was.

"Let's get the hell out of here." Inuyasha said quietly as he reached the top of the stairs. Lying on the ground on the other side of the door was a large youkai who was nearly bald and sharp teeth poked out of his closed mouth. He had visible smoke rising from his skin as well as the small group passed by. They reached the back door in moments and disappeared into the darkened street.

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Sango felt worse than she had ever felt in her life... When she first started to overcome the effects of the drugs pumped into her, all she felt was immense pain. Her head felt like there was an ax sticking out of the top of it and she could feel that her face was very swollen.

After several minutes, things began to come back to her and something seemed amiss. First of all, she couldn't feel the metal of handcuffs on her wrist which caused panic to start mounting. The second oddity she noticed was that she wasn't lying on the hard, lumpy mattress any more. The bed she lay in was soft and comfortable with silky sheets and big, fluffy pillows underneath her head. She forced her grainy eyes open, expecting to find herself face-to-face with some rich pervert that bought women for his sexual pleasures. She was prepared to sink her fist into said pervert's nether-region and make a break for it.

What she didn't expect to see was a dark-haired pervert who was clearly not rich sleeping peacefully on the bed beside her. Her eyes widened in surprise as she struggled to sit up and found herself in Miroku's bed. She immediately noticed a small bandage on his forehead visible in the early morning light that spilled in through the curtained windows. Her jerky movements must have awakened him because concerned cobalt blue eyes fluttered open and he began ushering her back down.

"Lay back down, Sango." Miroku said as he gently laid her down, staying leaned over her and staring into her eyes.

"What are you staring at?" Sango asked as she felt her cheeks warm in embarrassment. This wasn't the first time she had woken up next to him, but he had never looked at her like that before.

"You're so beautiful, Sango." Miroku said, his stare intent on Sango as he tried to memorize every curve, every feature until he could draw in out with his eyes closed. Sango blushed deeper at the compliment, especially because she KNEW she was battered and bruised right then so she was far from beautiful.

"How... did you find me?" Sango asked in confusion. She had been more terrified during her captivity than she had ever been in her life. She had never been in a situation where she had been so helpless before.

"Me, Inuyasha, and Kagome found out where they had you and managed to save you." Miroku explained while drinking in the sight of her flushed face. The whole side of her face was bruised and swollen but she was still the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

"Did Hiten-" Sango started and paused to swallow the lump in her throat. Her whole body hurt so she couldn't really tell, but asking was very difficult. "Did he... while I was unconscious?" She asked, looking up at him pleadingly as she silently hoped and prayed she hadn't been violated.

"No Sango." Miroku said as he smiled softly at her. "We got there just in time. Inuyasha didn't smell it on you so nothing happened." Sango let out her breath, shaking with relief as she reached up to Miroku and grabbed his shirt. He immediately leaned forward and gathered Sango carefully into his arms before pulling her on top of him and gently stroking her hair. Sango couldn't hold back any more. The dam broke and tears spilled down her cheeks while sobs ripped from her throat. The relied and love she felt for Miroku overwhelmed her and she just let him soothe her and whisper words of comfort into her ear.

It felt like an eternity later when the sobs subsided and Miroku gently wiped her tears away, kissing her forehead and eyes gently while he stroked her hair. She gripped his shirt tight in both hands, never wanting to let go. She felt filthy... She didn't know who had touched her while she slept. Someone must have undressed her to put her in the lingerie she could still feel beneath the sheets. She wanted to brush her teeth and a shower sounded amazing, but she wasn't ready to leave Miroku's arms yet. He must have read her mind because he gently brushed his lips across and helping her sit up. He climbed off the bed, wearing a wife-beating tank top and a pair of blue boxers and gently lifted her up. He carried her bridal-style to the attached bathroom and set her down on a chair next to the sink.

"Here." Miroku said as he pulled her toothbrush out and put some paste on it. She smiled gratefully and brushed her teeth while he busies himself with getting the water warm in the bath tub. He made to leave the bathroom to give her some privacy but she snagged the bottom of his boxers as he walked by.

"Please don't leave, Miroku." Sango said as she looked up at him with pleading eyes. Sango saw a tender look in his eyes and was startled. That look was foreign on Miroku's face! Sango couldn't recall a time when she had ever seen that look on his face. He smiled and carefully picked her up and sat with her in his lap. She felt her cheeks warm as she sat with his arms wrapped around her stomach tightly.

Sango was extremely self-conscious as she finished brushing her teeth with Miroku's hands lazily sliding up her sides and his lips trailed down her throat, sending ripples and shudders running down her body and warmth began to pool between her legs. She put the toothbrush on the edge of the sink and gasped loudly as she felt Miroku's hand sliding slowly up the inside of her thigh.

"Miroku..." She breathed as she leaned back against his chest and spread her legs to give him access. Her body started to ache as his other hand slid upward under her shirt onto bare skin. His fingers were soft and his tongue slid over her skin, leaving a moist trail up to her ear. An involuntary shudder ran through Sango's body as his warm breath fell across her ear and she felt his teeth graze the shell. Damn him for knowing what turned her on! She vaguely noted his erection pressing against her and instinctively ground down on him, urging his fingers to continue their ascent up her inner thigh.

A shudder of pleasure ran through her body as he ran his thumb down her center teasingly and she couldn't hold back a small moan. Generally, Sango made little noise when she had a sexual encounter but something about when Miroku touched her made her abandon all control. He just knew all the right things to do without her having to say a word.

Sango turned her head and cupped his cheek before lowering her face to his and brushing her lips over his. He responded enthusiastically, nibbling her bottom lip to ask for admittance into the velvety recesses. Sango moaned into Miroku's mouth as his thumb steadily stroked her center, causing her essence to soak through the flimsy fabric.

Miroku's tongue invaded her mouth, searching the contours, tasting her and savoring in the feel of her against his body. The hand up her shirt gripped her nipple through the flimsy material as his member throbbed painfully. No other woman got him hard just by allowing him to touch and kiss them. Hell, the thought of touching Sango was enough to make him hide in the bathroom until he could take care of 'business'.

"Sango..." Miroku breathed into the kiss, fueling their passion and earning an excited moan from Sango. She threw back her head and arched her body into his touch, urging him on desperately. There was a pressure building inside her screaming for release.

"Please..." Sango panted as she ground down on his erection enticingly.

"Shower." Miroku whispered into her ear as he used one hand to pull his shirt up over her head and off. She felt her shudder in anticipation as they rose to their feet as one. Sango really had a thing for water, which Miroku didn't mind because she looked unbelievably sexy with water dripping down her naked body.

Miroku made quick work of the bra, unsnapping it on one motion and letting it fall to the ground. She gasped as his hands roamed her bare breasts freely, pinching, flicking, and squeezing. She reached her hands back and tangled them in his hair, pulling his face down so she could kiss him fiercely. Her aggressiveness turned him on and he felt himself pressing her body up against the glass shower doors, her breasts pressed against the glass as he gently slid her panties down to the floor. He reached between her legs and ran his fingers along the slit dripping with her juices. She moaned and pressed herself into his hand, urging him on desperately. She whimpered with need and finally, he slid a finger inside of the slick folds, pumping slowly as he rained kisses on her neck, her shoulders, he exposed back.

Sango moaned with need and ground herself against his hand begging for him to go faster. Miroku groaned and ground his hips against her firm ass, groaning as he throbbed painfully with desire. The friction was great but he wanted go feel her moist warmth. He wanted to feel her walls clamp down as he pounded into her. Damn! He was about to cum in his pants and she hadn't even TOUCHED him yet! He slipped a second finger inside of her, pumping faster. She moaned louder and threw back her head, matching the motion of his hand with her hips.

"So... close..." Sango gasped as she felt the pressure come to a peak. To her horror, Miroku withdrew his fingers when she was about to go over the edge and spun her around, crashing his mouth onto hers.

Sango felt his hands grip her ass and lift her into the air, pressing her back to the shower doors. Anger was replaced by a cry of pleasure that Miroku swallowed as he thrust his erect member into her dripping core. He felt her walls clamp down around him as he thrust in and out and he knew it was over. As she pulled her lips from his and cried out his name, he exploded inside of her, releasing his seed inside of her. They panted and gasped, moaned and groaned as they rode out their orgasms, the ripples of pleasure engulfing everything.

Miroku held Sango up, legs about to buckle from the shear intensity, but he wasn't willing to relinquish contact just yet. Sango just felt too good with her legs wrapped around him and her soft breasts pressed up against him.

"Miroku..." Sango sighed as she nuzzled her face into his neck. The shower was running still. As much as Sango loved making love in water, being pressed up against the shower door was oddly erotic to her.

"Why don't you let me wash your back." Sango whispered seductively into Miroku's ear as she rolled her hips against his. She could feel he was still hard and she wasn't about to pass up shower sex. She ripped his shirt off over his head and coaxed him to set her down, reluctantly releasing him from inside of her. She slid the door open and pulled him inside under the stream of water. She covered his mouth with hers, twining her fingers into his hair as she ran her tongue along his. Her hands explored his chiseled chest as his hands fondled her breasts, tweaking her pert nipples.

"Sango..." Miroku moaned as she stroked his length with her hand, rubbing the head along her chest. "I love you... Sango..." He moaned as he thrust his hips into her hands. Sango felt tears appear in her eyes as warm water trickled down her naked body and Miroku whispered words of love into her ear. 'He loves me...' This was the last coherent thought Sango had before she gave in to the passion and pleasure Miroku dished out in droves.

::FIN::

August 12, 2011

Notes: So that's it for now, don't want to leave too many notes here since I have quite a few review responses. Long reviews = more inspiration = faster updates!