InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love? ❯ Dates Part 2 ( Chapter 5 )

Love?

 

-Skweek

 

Disclaimer: If I actually owned Inuyasha, do you seriously think I would be wasting my time here??

 

Guide:

Thought

"Speech"

Inner-youkai

 

Ch. 5: Dates Part 2

 

"Kagome?" Sango turned to Miroku, the two of them smiling. "How...?" She smiled gratefully. He smiled back, pulling her to his chest in a warm embrace.

 

"I didn't think you would be comfortable if it was just the two of us," he whispered in his Sango's ear. She blushed violently, but didn't mind.

 

Someone tapped on her shoulder. She apologized as she pulled out of Miroku's arms. Suddenly, she was pulled violently away from him, killing the sweet mood. She squeaked loudly as she fell off balance. "What's wrong with you?" Sango asked Kagome, fixing her top to make sure no one saw her scar. When she didn't hear an answer from Kagome, she turned to see her friend wasn't mad. Actually, she was in her own little world at the moment. Sango waved a hand in her face, and Kagome came back. Now she had a look of pure joy on her face. Sango tilted her head to one side, confused.

 

"Inuyasha is acting really sweet!" Kagome began, sounding like a school girl talking about a crush. "He called me up last night, and told me that Miroku had invited him to this breakfast. He said that he didn't want to be a third wheel, so he felt obliged to bring a date. I then asked why he hadn't talked to Kikyo instead and invited her, but he said that he was tired of her and had dumped her. I said yes, thinking it would give me more time to get to know him. After all, I want to make Sesshomaru jealous, but he won't fall for it unless he really thinks that I like Inuyasha." Kagome was smiling broadly. Sango thought that she wasn't in this just for Sesshomaru. If she enjoys this that much, who does she really like?

 

Miroku and Inuyasha walked up from behind the two girls, both smirking. "What's up with you two?" the girls asked in unison. The boys looked at each other, then back at the girls.

 

"Nothing."

 

Miroku looks a bit too suspicious for this to be good. Sango was suspicious of the two, so she put her guard up a bit higher. She could tell Kagome had done the same.

 

Miroku placed his arm around Sango's hips, mentally telling himself not to let it slide down. Don't mess this up, Miroku! You still have the rest of the day, and you do not want to spend it all with a pissed off Sango! Besides, you have to admit, your's and Inuyasha's plan is AWESOME!

 

Inuyasha followed Miroku's actions, but instead put his arm around Kagome's shoulders, thinking it a bit more impersonal. He felt her cringe a little, but it was only momentary. After a bit, he felt her relax. Once he relaxed, too, he caught her scent. It was sweet, but he thought he smelled something else. After making sure that Sango and Miroku, and more importantly Kagome, weren't paying attention, he leaned closer to her and sniffed, waiting for his hanyou nose to pick out the scents. He smelled her new perfume, pomegranate, and even a faint trace of hairspray, but he also smelled one more thing. He couldn't figure out what it was for a moment, but then he realized that it was anxiety. He swelled with pride. He was making Kagome nervous! (A/N: Yes, Inuyasha mistook anxiety for nerves! Will that be significant? Remember Sango and Kagome's plan...)

 

-- 45 minutes later --

 

"HAHAHA!" Everybody was laughing was laughing at Inuyasha, who was spazzing out from all the kitchen smells and sounds. Every couple of minutes, he would either twitch his nose or tweak his ears, trying to identify the scent or noise. Kagome would then start giggling, which led to laughter, which caused Sango to laugh, which made Miroku join in the laughter. They were so loud that people were complaining, and they were threatened to be kicked out. Something else, though, made the two girls want to leave. Two boys, actually.

 

"Kagome!" someone called.

 

"Sango!" said an oily, slick voice.

 

The two girls practically growled. They recognized the voices, but that just made it all the worse. Those voices were from two of the most annoying, egotistical, worst guys on the planet. To these girls, Koga and Naito* were torture. Like... nails on a chalkboard.

 

The two grease-balls walked up and leaned on the booths, Naito staring at Sango and Koga taking Kagome's hand. She pulled away as though his touch was acid. Inuyasha growled deep in his chest, a sign of extreme aggravation. How dare he touch her! She obviously hates him!

 

While Inuyasha and Kagome were at war, Miroku and Sango were fighting their own battle. I may have to hide my rage, Miroku thought, but Naito's gonna wanna cover his face if he pisses Sango-sama and me off!

 

Miroku's eyes grew huge as Naito leaned closer to Sango, apparently whispering his slick words to her. As soon as Sango's face became red with anger and shock and her teeth clenched hard, Miroku took some drastic measures. He stood up to beat the shit out of Naito, but Sango grabbed his arm, a desperate look in her eyes boring a hole in his heart. Did she think that he was leaving because of Naito? I wouldn't plan on it. Never in a million, his eyes assured her. Naito took advantage of Sango's distraction, leaning in as though to kiss her cheek, forcing her to scoot to where Miroku had sat just moments ago. She moved so fast and was so lost in thought, she fell over. Naito loomed over her.

 

"HENTAI!" Sango screamed, scaring the man above her. Miroku took advantage of Naito's shock to run around to the other side of the booth, ready for a fight. But Sango could handle herself. "I—LOVE—MIROKU!" Sango was incredibly pissed now. She lay on her back, knees hugged to her chest in what looked like a defensive position. She was actually preparing herself. She kicked him as hard as she could in the stomach, forcing Naito to bend over in pain. Sango was not someone to sit there, defenseless, and he knew that now.

 

Miroku was shocked, but came to his senses before Naito. He grabbed his arm and forced it up behind his back. Naito was forced to stand up, stretching out the hurt muscles of his stomach, making him cry out another time. Then Miroku cried out in pain and mostly shock as Naito kicked him as hard as he could in the shin. This only made Miroku madder, resulting in cranking Naito's arm further up behind his back. Suddenly, Naito's face came in contact with a wall. The there was someone speaking to him. "Naito, if you ever try that again, you bastard," Miroku told him maliciously, "I will personally make sure you wake up a week later in the hospital. I mean it."

 

Miroku let go and stepped back over to Sango, hugging her to him and kissing the top of her head. He felt her body quake and looked down to see her crying. I don't think that I've ever seen her so destroyed... so... vulnerable... These thoughts made him want to cry with her, so she wasn't alone, but he kept his mask up and merely stroked her back until she stopped crying

 

Meanwhile, Inuyasha and Koga were having a stare down while screaming at each other, apparently about Kagome. Sango and Miroku only caught the tail-end of the fight.

 

"SHE HATES YOU!" Inuyasha screamed. "WHY DON'T YOU GET THAT?"

 

"NO, SHE DOESN'T HATE ME, YOU DO! BESIDES, DEMONS MATE FOR LIFE, AND I'VE ALREADY CLAIMED HER! LOVE DOESN'T MATTER TO YOUKAI!"

 

"He's gonna regret that," Miroku muttered to Sango.

 

"Definitely," Sango replied to her boyfriend.

 

"ExCUSE ME?" Kagome stepped between the youkai and hanyou, arms crossed over her chest. "I am NOT a piece of property! You can't just claim me! That is not how love works, and if it ain't love that you're interested in, then get out!" Inuyasha began to speak, but was sat, and Kagome continued directing all her anger at Koga, who looked a bit surprised at her fire. "I hate you," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "You have zero chances with me. Now get out, bef—" She was cut off in a way that earned gasps from Sango and Miroku and a deep growl from Inuyasha. As Koga pulled away from the kiss, Inuyasha came to his senses and attacked.

 

"SIT!" Kagome screamed, causing Inuyasha to plummet to the ground and create a slight crater in the tiles below him. I'm gonna deal with him! Kagome thought.

 

"You're fiery," Koga whispered into Kagome's ear, making her shiver. "That's just how I like my wo—" *SLAP!* A giant handprint began to turn red on his face.

 

"Nobody owns me," Kagome whispered back to Koga. She turned abruptly, leaving Koga to deal with his bruised face and injured ego by himself. "I'd like to go home now," she started. "If you don't mind, of course!" she added quickly, not wanting to offend Inuyasha.

 

"No, no," Inuyasha assured her. "I really don't mind!" After this, I don't know that I'll ever piss her off again, so let's avoid it right now.

 

"I'd want to go home, too," Sango said, her hand on Kagome's shoulder. "You don't mind, do you Houshi-sama?"

 

Miroku finally joined in the conversation. "Why would I? Inuyasha, be nice to Kagome and take her home, would you?" Inuyasha nodded. He and Kagome then walked off, talking about different ways they could think of to hurt Koga.

 

Finally, we're alone, Miroku thought. Just like Inuyasha and I had planned. I admit, we hadn't planned on Koga and Naito, but the plan to let the girls become comfortable around us is working perfectly! Miroku put one arm around Sango's waist and the other on the middle of her back, hugging her close to him. After he had released her, he asked, "Do you want to go to a movie, or the park and gardens?"

 

Sango looked at him, one eyebrow raised and a suspicious look in her eyes. "Are you going to listen to my answer, or are you just trying to make me comfortable?"

 

She can see right through me. He kissed her. "A little of both...."

 

Sango was momentarily shocked, but controlled herself and answered. "Last time I checked, there were only romance and horror movies playing, so I'd rather go to the gardens."

 

Miroku smiled. He had been hoping and praying inside that she would pick to go there. He had the perfect plan, and this time, he didn't need Inuyasha to help him. But no matter how perfect the plan, never force Sango to do anything she doesn't want to do. Unless, of course, it is for her own safety. Miroku's feelings were so strong, he had to keep his mind on that, and did not pay attention to his actions at the moment. Which was about to happen. As he thought, his hand slowly rubbed her lower back in a very comforting way. But slowly, very slowly his hand slid down further and further, until Sango gasped slightly at his touch. Oh, shit.... Miroku moaned internally. He braced himself for Sango's slap or a huge boulder on his head. "Don't hurt me too bad, please."

 

Sango stopped at his touch, a light gasp escaping her lips. She raised her hand, as though to hurt him, but stopped as she heard him whisper something. "What?" she asked leaning in closer.

 

Miroku opened his tightly closed eyes, shocked that there was no handprint on his face. "Aren't you going to hurt me, or something? Normally when I grope you, you go ballistic and do some kind of physical damage to me."

 

Sango was struck with an idea. This would be fun. "Humph." She walked off ahead of Miroku.

 

"Sango?" the confused man called at the figure walking away from him. Great Kami, thank you! That is the first time I have done something like that to her without ending up on the ground. Is this a sign? But, somehow, it didn't feel right. He was not used to groping Sango without some kind of repercussions. "Sango!" Miroku called, running to catch up to her. He grabbed her shoulder, panting slightly. "What is up with you?" he asked. "You normally hurt me when I touch you, but back there you just walked off as though nothing had happened. What's up?" Sango walked out of his grasp. "SANGO! QUIT DOING THAT!" She stopped dead in her tracks, hiding a smirk from the lecherous monk. She quickly got rid of it as he approached. "Why didn't you slap me, or throw a boulder at me? That's not like you."

 

Sango feigned confusion. "Why would I do that? Do you want me to?"

 

"No, it's not that I want you to hurt me, it's just that I don't understand why you didn't. That's all."

 

"I just don't feel like it. That, and you told me not to. If you hadn't said that, I would have." Miroku just stared at her, confused. "Do you even remember our deal? I have to do everything you want me to for an entire day. 24 hours. Don't tell me you forgot?"

 

"Of course not!"

 

"Then why are you just standing there? Shouldn't you stop wasting you 'precious' day with me and take me to the park?"

 

Miroku's mask was back on, now. "Of course, dear Sango."

 

--At the park--

 

Sango and Miroku were finally at the park, sitting under a tree and talking about the best ways to get rid of demons. Only about an hour ago, Sango had conned Miroku into behaving and taking her to the park. On their way, they talked little, mostly walking along and enjoying the other person's company. At the entrance to the park, Miroku proved to be a gentleman after the little incident on the way over. He had bought her some ice cream as an apology, and then led her to sit under his favorite tree.

 

After a total of twenty minutes, Sango won the debate and couldn't help wondering if Miroku let her. Throughout the entire ordeal, Miroku and Sango had scooted closer and closer, and now that the fight was over, Sango couldn't help but notice how close they now were. She was sitting a little lower than him, laying against his side with his arm around her shoulder in a lovingly close way.

 

Miroku was the first to break the silence. "So Sango, how has your day with me been?"

 

"It's been—" she started, but stopped herself to think about what she was about to say. "It's been great. Except for the fight with Naito and Koga, that is."

 

"Good. I'm glad you had a good time. I was hoping you would enjoy it." He kissed the top of her head, causing the heat to rise up into her cheeks. "So what do you say we do one more thing?"

 

Sango looked up at him, a bit cautious. "Like what?"

 

Miroku looked momentarily hurt by her gaze, but he recovered quickly. "I was thinking about a little game." He watched for her reaction, but was highly disappointed when she kept her mask on tight.

 

"What kind of game?" forcing herself to stay in control of her emotions and expression. She was determined not to let her face betray her.

 

"I was thinking a plain game of tag—" Miroku started.

 

"Of course, that's just an excuse to touch me."

 

"—With my own twist," Miroku finished, smiling triumphantly. His smile disappeared when he heard the girl in arms groan.

 

"What do I have to do?" Sango asked with her eyes closed tight and a pained look on her face.

 

"Why, dear Sango, all you have to do is run! The twist is this: If I catch you, I get an extra hour with you. If you get away for ten minutes, you are free from our deal. That sound fair?" he looked at her expectantly.

 

A soft sigh escaped her lips. "Fine," she admitted to defeat.

 

"There are just two more conditions. First, you get a minute's head-start before the actual ten minutes start. Second," he leaned down and kissed her cheek. Then he whispered in her ear. "Run...."

 

SANGO:

 

Sango shot up and tore off running into the gardens full speed. Her heart, pounding in her chest, was indecisive. She could easily out-run Miroku, but she didn't know if she wanted to. Do I really want this day to end?

 

MIROKU:

 

He sat there and counted to sixty, giving Sango the whole minute to get as far away as possible. After seeing her run like that, I don't know if I can catch her now....

 

SANGO:

 

Her breath was beginning to hurt her lungs, but she did not want to stop. She just wanted to keeping running away, thinking. I always run away from things that could hurt me. But I don't know if it is more painful to stay with him, or to keep up a barrier between the two of us.... Oh, Kami, I don't know what to do! Please, show me a sign! Just as she thought this last thought, she tripped, wiping out at full speed. Couldn't you make the sign a little less painful? She had twisted her ankle bad enough to cause a normal person to cry. She held back the tears though, even though it felt as though they were threatening her with knives so they could fall freely. She wouldn't let that happen.

 

MIROKU:

 

His breath was painful in his chest, escaping in loud rasps as he searched for the girl. What will happen if I catch her? he asked himself. What will happen if she gets away? She is faster than I am, even though she says that my endurance compromises for it. I don't want her to be afraid of me, though, or afraid of what I'll do with our extra hour. I won't do anything to her, I would never! I just can't bare the thought of our day together ending.... Just as this last thought ended, he came to a girl wiped out on the ground, her body trembling with tears. He ran over to her, stumbling along the way and almost falling on her. The girl was Sango....

 

NORMAL:

 

"Sango!" Miroku exclaimed as he kneeled at her side. "What happened to you?"

 

She looked up into his wonderful violet eyes. "Isn't it obvious?" she copied his sarcastic tone perfectly. "I fell."

 

"I know, but are you alright? Are you hurt? What can I do for you?" he asked quickly, and Sango noticed genuine concern in his eyes.

 

"I don't know. What will you do?" She looked at the watch around her wrist. "You caught me in seven minutes, which means you get an extra hour. If you add that to what you still had, that means you have..." she paused briefly, calculating the time he still had with her. It's four right now, that means he has—

 

He interrupted her thoughts. "It means I gave eighteen hours left, but that won't matter to me if the time we spent got you hurt!"

 

She was touched at how strongly he cared for her. "Oh, Miroku—"

 

"JUST TELL ME WHERE YOU'RE HURT!" he said a bit loudly.

 

Sango told him. "It's mostly my ankle, though I'll have a couple of scrapes and bruises for a while. If you could just—AHH!" she squealed as he picked her up, bridal style and walked out of the extensive gardens they had been running through. Wow...

 

All Miroku was thinking about on the way over to the car was how to figure out if Sango's ankle was sprained, or simply beat up. When they finally reached it, he sat her down on the hood of the car so he could unlock the doors. He opened the passenger's door, but climbed in himself so he could get into the glove compartment. He dug around until he found what he was looking for, then backed out to rap Sango's injured ankle until they got to his and Inuyasha's apartment. He was shocked to see that Sango had climbed off of the car and was standing on her own, just behind him. She looked triumphant, but behind that look, he could see that she was still in pain. "Sango, what are you...?" Miroku trailed off.

 

"You should now that telling me to do something, or not to do something, usually ends in the opposite of the result that you wanted." She stood there, looking proud of herself with her hands on her hips.

 

"Sango, you're hurt, this is no time to show me up. Now if you would just sit down and let me wrap your ankle, we will go to my apartment and then you can lecture me on your behavior. Ok?" He didn't wait for her to answer, but instead picked her up again and set her gently in the car, making sure not to hit her head. She just sat there, a little shocked at how forceful he was acting. He tried to gently wrap her ankle without hurting her, but took it off and made it tighter when she assured him she would be able to handle it. After about five minutes, they were both in the car, Sango's ankle wrapped and Miroku pulling out of the park to head back for his apartment.

 

 

 

*Naito is the only original character I have made so far, even though a couple of original attitudes were tweaked. He is a boy, though I think that his name could be a girl's, because it simply means 'night'. He is a wolf-youkai, like Koga, but lacks the jewel shards to make him as cocky, though he is in a VERY close second place. He has the usual fangs and pointed ears, but his eyes are abnormally blue-ish-white. Most people, including Inuyasha and the gang, thought he was blind because of the color of his eyes, only to find out they were wrong. He also has pitch black hair like Inuyasha's demon form and claws a bit like Inuyasha's! Thanks for listening to me rant!

 

A/N: Also, sorry it took me so long to update it, but it is hard when nobody comments!!! It makes me think that you people aren't liking it. Also, be on the lookout for a new fic I'm writing! It is called Sinking... and it is a Sango and Miroku pairing. They are my favorite pair, but I'm still having writers block! UGH!!!