InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Minoue ❯ Second Chances ( Chapter 38 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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AN: Thank you very much to inufan625 for acting as my beta once again. An additional thank you goes to Knittingknots for her help as well. I greatly appreciate the time they've taken to help make me a better writer and this a better story.

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Minoue

Chapter 38: Second Chances(Warnings: Lime & Lemon)

Miroku made the now familiar walk with Sango from the elevator to her apartment. Kirara had run ahead of them and was sitting and waiting patiently by the door.

“Would you like to come in for a few minutes?” she asked.

“All right,” Miroku responded. “But I can't stay long. We both have class tomorrow.”

Sango giggled as she unlocked and opened the door. “That would create a stir, wouldn't it? If we came in together?”

“Not the right kind, I'm afraid,” he said as he followed her in and removed his shoes. “I have to admit that I've never been so anxious for a semester to be over.”

Sango blushed and looked at the floor. “Me, too.”

“At least it's not much longer,” he commented as he moved past her and then swept through her apartment. “Everything looks okay.”

“Thank you.” Sango looked up at him, grateful for his company. “Do you really have to go?”

Miroku looked down at her and unexpectedly found his mouth crashing down on hers as his hands cupped her face.

Sango closed her eyes and parted her lips enough to allow him to explore her mouth, sucking on his tongue and pulling it in. She wrapped her arms around him and ran her hands up and down his back until they came to rest at his waist. She had to stop herself from allowing her hand to travel to the front of his jeans which were starting to jut forward from the bulge beneath the zipper.

For the first time, Miroku allowed his hands to roam across Sango's back. The few times he had kissed her before he had always tried to keep them fairly still and confined to areas that he considered safe territory. However, all thought of that was gone as they moved from her face to her shoulders and then downward. Before he realized it, one hand was tracing the scar on her back, feeling the hardness of the ridges created by the scar tissue and the crevice that still remained over her scapula. He heard a gasp as Sango abruptly pulled away.

“Sango?” he questioned quietly, aware that her eyes were filling with tears. “What's wrong?”

“You… you think I'm a freak, don't you? You just feel sorry for me,” she uttered, her voice choking as she tried not to cry.

“I… I…” Miroku was too stunned to respond.

She turned away from him. “I knew it. It was too good to be true. Just leave.”

“Does… does… does it hurt?”

“What?” Sango said as she spun around to face him. “What did you say?”

“I … I… does it hurt… I'm sorry, Sango, I didn't mean… I just got carried away at the feeling of you in my arms,” Miroku responded quietly. “I'm afraid I hurt you.”

“You don't think…” her voice trailed away as she turned away from him once again.

“Sango,” Miroku said as he placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him. “I know I've never really seen it, but I know you have a terrible scar. I'm sorry I upset you, but I can't help to wonder how it might affect you. Does it hurt when I touch it? Does it ever hurt when you work out at the dojo? Does it hurt if you try to sleep on your back? Does it ever keep you awake at night? Will you have to have any more surgeries? I'm sorry; I just want to know.”

Sango sighed heavily and then surprised them both. She turned her back to him, reached down to grab the hem of her shirt, and then pulled it up and over her head. She tossed it aside, leaving her standing clad in her bra.

“Sango?”

“You should see it for yourself before we get too carried away. If you want to run, I'll understand,” she said softly. “It's not a pretty sight.” She took a step backwards towards him. “You can touch it - it doesn't hurt any more.”

Miroku was stunned at the amount of damage that remained even after the numerous surgeries and skin grafts he knew she must have undergone to mend the area. There was a clear impression from where the sharp blade of the axe had connected, though it had not been a clean strike. It had come in at an angle and then bounced off of the bone, causing it to strip away a large amount of flesh and skin in the process. He could see where the muscles had been torn and then repaired. The rough, hardened, reddened flesh was a sharp contrast to the smoothness of her creamy skin that covered the rest of her back. Hesitantly, he reached out to touch it. He rested his left hand on her shoulder while his right traced where the damage was the worst. He felt her shudder under his touch as he imprinted to memory what horror she must have gone through, especially with the knowledge it was her only brother that had done it. He was also amazed at how strong she must have been to not only survive it, but to recover and continue on with her life. As devastating as it was for him to learn he was unwanted as a child, it was nothing compared to what she had been through. Wanting only to hold her and comfort her, he found himself wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back against him. He kissed her shoulder and said, “I can't believe it doesn't hurt you any more. You must be so strong.”

Realizing that she was wrapped in his strong arms and that he had not run screaming out of the door, Sango leaned back against his firm frame. “Sometimes it does,” she admitted. “It's mostly when I've been dreaming, though, and reliving the attack. That's when I feel the sharp pain, reminding me that I'll probably always have this scar. Other times it's from when I overdo it, and it's just the muscle strain. At least when it's that kind of pain, I know I'll get better and be stronger.” She turned in his arms so that she could wrap hers around him as well. “Thank you for staying. I've been so afraid to let you see it for fear that it would change everything, and you wouldn't want to see me anymore.”

“I hope I'm not so shallow - at least not anymore,” he said before he leaned over to capture her lips again. He allowed his hands to roam freely and this time found his fingers following her bra to where it was hooked. He didn't even think about what he was doing as he popped it free and then moved his right hand to her chest and cupped her breast. He rolled her hardened nipple under his palm as his other hand reached down cover the swell of her buttock and pull her against him. He was still plundering her mouth when he felt her hand brush across the front of his jeans and then began to rub his growing erection. That jolted him to his senses.

They pulled apart, gasping for air. Miroku wrapped his arms back around her and was panting as he whispered into her ear, “We need to stop before we can't. You have no idea how much I want you right now.”

Sango suddenly realized where her hand was and moved it back to his hip. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean… I'm so sorry.”

Miroku cupped her chin in his hand and gently tipped her face upwards to give her a chaste kiss. “Don't be. Don't be sorry, and don't say you didn't mean it. I know I did - we have to wait only a little longer. I'd better go before I can't control myself.”

Sango nodded in understanding. She felt like her entire body was on fire with desire. “I understand. I guess it's another cold shower for me.”

“You mean I'm not the only one who has to resort to that?” Miroku asked, lightening the mood.

“Kiss me and go before I lock you in and tell Kirara to guard the door,” Sango ordered.

“I love a woman that takes control,” Miroku said before he kissed her.

Sango grinned. “I'll remember that for later.”

“In the meantime, you'd better cover up or I'll never get out of here.” Miroku smirked.

Sango looked down at her bare chest and squealed.

“I'm going, I'm going.” Miroku was grinning as the door closed behind him, and he headed towards the elevator. What a pleasant vision to end his evening with.

~ ^~^ ~

Kikyou was starting to become a little anxious as she paced back and forth in the gravel road behind her car. She was thinking about driving to a location where she could get better cell reception to call Bankotsu when she finally saw dust kicked up from where another vehicle had left the main road. She relaxed as a silver Toyota Land Cruiser drove up with Bank behind the wheel.

The vehicle pulled up behind hers and came to a stop. The mercenary jumped out and closed the door. “Sorry to keep you waiting. It took longer to get here than I anticipated, plus I had an unexpected meeting with one of my men before I left.”

“I'm just glad you were able to find it. I had to come out here anyway. I hope you don't mind that it's a little out of the way,” she said.

Bank grinned. “And very private from what I can tell. Is there a house out here or just the property?”

“Just the land. There used to be a house but it's been torn down. It wasn't built to current standards, and the last earthquake shook it apart.” The agent moved forward to lean against the hood of his car. “Now, can you tell me what was so important that Naraku wanted you to discuss with me?”

“You cut right to the chase, don't you?” he asked.

“Well, I don't know how long it may take or how involved it may be, or if you have other plans,” she answered.

“How about we sit down since this may take a few minutes. The back seat of my car is pretty comfortable if you don't mind,” Bankotsu suggested.

“Let me get my bottle of water. The dust has made me thirsty,” she said before following him and then joining him in the back seat. “So, what's up?”

Bank couldn't help but to grin. That was a loaded question if ever he heard one. “Naraku wants to find out more about the Higurashi shrine, but I don't dare send any of my men since they wouldn't know how to behave or would stand out like a sore thumb. He wanted to see if you would go and look around for him and maybe find out what the priest knows about this Sacred Jewel he's looking for.”

“I don't know if that's such a good idea. That girl that's marrying the hanyou has seen me. What if she recognizes me?” Kikyou asked. She'd done a lot of things, but spying wasn't really one of them.

“Well, we know the kid is of the age he should be in school every day, and the girl is going to the University according to what we've found. We don't know what her schedule is, though. She also apparently spends a lot of time at the dojo where she helps teach. It sounds like she's gone more than she is there. If you went on a weekday during the middle of the day, chances are she won't be there, and the boy should be in school. We really just need for you to find out when they're there, who staffs the place when they aren't, and that kind of thing. It shouldn't take you long.” The mercenary fell silent.

Kikyou questioned, “How fast does he want this information? I'll have to work something out around my appointments I already have scheduled.”

Bank answered, “The sooner the better. He's becoming impatient, which is never a good thing.”

“I was surprised when he didn't want me to come over tonight. I got the feeling that I'd displeased him somehow,” Kikyou pondered.

“Are you disappointed that you had to meet me instead?” the hired killer asked.

The agent smiled. “No, actually I was glad. And I was relieved to not have to go to the house and that you were willing to meet me out here. I have to confess I enjoyed our last encounter together.”

“You did, did you?” Bankotsu said as he scooted next to her.

“It was nice to be treated as a woman and not just some sex toy,” she admitted as she leaned against him.

He slipped his hand inside of her blouse and pushed her bra up. He bent over to pull her nipple into his mouth while her hand found his crotch and begin to rub. As he slurped loudly on her breast, he moved his hand down to her thigh and pushed her skirt up. He felt her shift her position to spread her legs further apart for him as he reached under her thong to rub between her folds. He released her breast with a pop. “You're already hot for me, aren't you?” he rasped as he discovered she was already dripping.

“Aren't you?” she responded as she slid her hand inside of his boxers to grasp his hardened flesh.

“I thought you were Naraku's woman,” he questioned as she worked to free him from the bonds of his clothing.

“That was before he started sharing me. I'm not so sure what to think of him any more. What do you think?” Kikyou said as she helped pull off his jeans and then quickly divested herself of her skirt and thong. She lay back and spread her legs before she tugged him forward.

Bankotsu moved over her body and entered her in one sure thrust. “I think he liked what he saw and went after what he wanted.”

“He's used to always getting what he wants, isn't he?” Kikyou asked. “Oh, gods, right there. Harder, Bank.”

The mercenary leaned over to pull her nipple back into his mouth as he fucked her hard and fast. He knew she was smart, and maybe if they worked together, they could both survive whatever Naraku had planned. For the more he saw of the man, the more he felt he'd be just another dead body when it was all over. Naraku demanded loyalty from everyone around him but gave none in return.

He moved over to her other breast to give it the same attentions as he hammered into her. She had one foot braced on the headrest of the front seat and the other leg bent and resting against the back seat. His thighs were starting to burn at the angle he was at, but gods she felt so good. She looked so sexy with her eyes closed and her face flushed with her black hair spilling around her in disarray. She had reached down between them to pleasure herself as he slid in and out of her.

“Arrrrrgh,” she cried out as her buttocks rose off of the car seat as she came. “Don't stop!”

The feelings of her channel fluttering around him and drawing him further in was all he needed to reach his release. He exploded to fill her and then collapsed on top of her. “Damn, Kikyou, that was good.”

He felt her hands running up and down his back. “It was, wasn't it? You're so much better than your boss,” she added.

“Don't tell him that or we'll both meet an early end,” Bankotsu said rather seriously.

Kikyou met his eyes and studied him for a minute. “You're serious, aren't you? What if I said I don't really want to spy on the Higurashi Shrine?”

Bank was silent for a minute before he answered, “If I were you I'd do it, at least once so you can make a report. You don't really want to piss off Naraku. He doesn't take `no' for an answer when it's something he really wants.”

“Do I report to you, or to him?” she asked. “It might not be so bad if I could see you again.”

“I don't know what he has planned. I suppose it depends on what you find out. He insisted that I handle this meeting tonight, so maybe he'll do the same for the next. If I act like I don't really want to, he'll be more likely to demand that I meet you again. Of course, he may have another fuck fest planned for your next meeting with him. I've never known a guy that likes to watch as much as he does,” Bank mused.

“I'll admit that after he had me fuck you while he watched, I was afraid that next he was going to have me fuck all of your men. I don't know that I'd be up to that. Even I have my limits,” she stated.

“Well, you wouldn't have to worry about Jakotsu at least. You're not his type.” Bank couldn't help but to laugh.

“What do you mean, I'm not his type. Most men would consider it quite a conquest to fuck me,” Kikyou stated indignantly.

The mercenary was shaking his head. “What I mean is you're not a guy - Jak is as gay as they come. He'd consider it some kind of horrible torture if he was forced to fuck a woman.”

“Oh,” she said, rather embarrassed at her outburst. “So you'll find out and let me know what the plan is?”

“Yes, though right now it's to fuck you senseless in case we don't have this opportunity again. I want to enjoy it while I can,” Bank answered.

“In that case, you want to put this seat down so we have more room?”

“Good idea.”

To be continued…

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