InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmares ❯ Chapter Eight ( Chapter 8 )

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Chapter Eight

 

Kagome sighed. Are they ever going to stop?

 

Since early that morning Inuyasha and Miroku had been having a subtle testosterone battle. Inuyasha was obviously gloating at his success with Kagome, while Miroku was trying to hint at what was possibly going to form with Sango. Both Sango and Kagome were getting rather tired and embarrassed.

 

Stupid males…they both thought, quite annoyed at this point.

 

“So, Miroku, do you think the ability to fight is based off a female's attention? I bet I could kick your butt anytime, especially with your luck with women!”

 

“Think I should say the word?” Kagome muttered under her breath to Sango.

 

“If this goes on much longer I think I might just hit them both with Hiraikotsu.' Sango sighed tiredly.

 

“Well, why haven't you gotten together with Miroku-sama yet?” Kagome asked.

 

Sango blushed and looked away. “I did promise to marry him after we destroy Naraku.” She hazarded.

 

“But?” Kagome asked.

 

She sighed again. “He's still just houshi-sama.”

 

Kagome smiled knowingly, and wrapped an arm around Sango. Sango smiled wearily, and leaned into Kagome. They walked in silence like this, half-listening to the males talking ahead of them.

 

“How about,” Kagome interjected, “we beat up the guys, then stop and have lunch?”

 

Sango smiled. “Let's leave them alive enough to make lunch though.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Sango and Kagome both stepped off the trail, into a clearing that looked pleasant enough, fairly close to the path. About a minute later Inuyasha and Miroku were both standing on the path, eyebrows raised at the females.

 

“Oi! Who told you we could stop?” Inuyasha yelled.

 

“Osuwari.” Kagome mumbled.

 

“Nggah!”

 

Miroku's eyes immediately widened, and he backed away from Sango,

 

“Now now, Sango-sama, you know I was only saying those things because Inuyasha was challenging me. I couldn't just lie down and take it, what kind of man would I be then?”

 

Sango gave a large, savage grin. “A non-slapped one.”

 

Several minutes later the entire group was back together, Inuyasha trying to work kinks out of his back, Miroku tending his swollen face, Kagome and Sango trying not to laugh, Shippo wisely choosing to stay neutral in this argument, and Kirara curled up napping at Sango's feet.

 

“So,” Shippo said, “who's gonna make lunch?”

 

“I think the guys are feeling like cooking.” Sango said, standing and stretching. “Kagome-chan and I are feeling like taking a bath, ne, Kagome-chan?”

 

“Of course. We can be sure that you guys won't peep if you're cooking, right?” shooting a glare at the two men at the last word.

 

“Awww, Kagome, you don't want me to peek?” Inuyasha teased.

 

Kagome blushed, and kicked the ground.

 

“Well, it would mean you'd be peeking at me too, so that is a no.” Sango snapped.

 

She grabbed Kagome and pulled her towards the hot springs she knew was there.

 

She turned her head over her shoulder and yelled, “don't even think about it houshi-sama, if I didn't kill you, Inuyasha definitely would.”

 

“I sense that Sango is a little mad at you, bouzu.” Inuyasha commented once he was sure the girls were out of earshot.

 

“Mad at me?” Miroku echoed.

 

Inuyasha snorted. “Well, she ain't mad at me, now is she? I think you better make amends, cuz she's keeping me from Kagome.”

 

Miroku sighed, and leaned back against a tree.

 

“All right, bouzu, what are we gonna cook?”

 

 

Sango sighed in bliss as she sunk her body into the hot water. She leaned her head back and sighed.

 

Baka monk.

 

“Sango-chan?”

 

Sango turned her gaze away from the treetops and towards Kagome. She was looking at Sango, trying to figure out what Sango was thinking. Sango tried to smile, but all she got was a strange pulling at her lips. Kagome gave her a saddened look. She swam over and put a gentle hand on Sango's shoulder. Sango leaned her head onto Kagome's shoulder.

 

They sat quietly for several minutes, before hearing a coarse yell.

 

“Oi! Lunch is ready!”

 

“At least they didn't come find us.” Kagome sighed as she pulled out of the water. She waded over to their clothes, casually glancing back at Sango. “Come on, might as well see how badly they screwed up the food.” She gave a small smile, which Sango managed to return.

 

 

“The food was great guys.” Kagome said, trying to smile and not give away her disgust.

 

Both Inuyasha and Miroku grunted, before turning away.

 

“You two get to do dinner.” Inuyasha growled.

 

“Agreed.” Sango said quickly.

 

“Is that a comment on my cooking?” Inuyasha challenged.

 

“At least Kagome can cook. She'll save your butt.” Sango mumbled.

 

Inuyasha stood up straighter and puffed out his chest, while Kagome rolled her eyes. She leaned over and punched his unprotected stomach. He let out a lungful of air, and yelped.

 

“Oi, wench, what was that for?!”

 

“For getting into a war with Miroku about me. Baka!” she grumbled.

 

Kagome wandered over to her bag and started to pack everything up, still grumbling. Inuyasha held up his angry front for about five seconds, before he wilted and wandered over to her, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. He even sounded like he was whimpering.

 

Sango had to stifle a grin, before her expression saddened.

 

“He cares so much about her.” She mumbled, before grabbing the remaining stuff around the fire and heading off in a random direction. Miroku looked after her, his eyes worried.

 

 

“Kagome?”

 

She looked up, eyes hard. Inuyasha whimpered, and snuggled into her neck. She smiled, and giggled, running a hand into his hair and rubbing an ear. He kissed her cheek, and hugged her. She smiled, and snuggled into his chest.

 

“Ano…”

 

Inuyasha and Kagome both looked up to find Miroku, Sango, and the rest all staring.

 

“Just wait until I get you tonight.” Inuyasha whispered into her hear. She shivered in anticipation.

 

 

Sango sighed again. She was walking on one side of a transformed Kirara, keeping Miroku on the other. Normally she could just walk with Kagome, but Kagome was up with Inuyasha.

 

I'm happy for Kagome-chan, but it seems like I'm left a little alone when they go off together.

 

Miroku did promise me we'd get together, but he isn't really loving like that, he just gropes.

 

Kagome always seems so happy when Inuyasha holds her, and kisses her, he never goes for anything inappropriate, especially not in front of people. He does have things on his mind, but it seems like he doesn't have interest in anything other that my rear. And my rear is only got maybe ten more years in it at best. What then?

 

He does love you. Why else would he have asked to become your husband?

 

Then why does he still grope me, and ask other women to bear his child?

 

He hasn't done that in a long time. `

 

Yea, but he still gropes me. How long has it been since he touched or noticed anything other than that for so long.

 

Sango sighed again, and continued trudging down the trail.

 

“Sango!” came a sudden yell. “On your right!”

 

Sango had all of a moments notice before a body slammed into hers and took her to the ground. She opened her eyes to meet the purple and black of Miroku's robe. He was on top of her, his chest pressed against hers.

 

Sango looked over his shoulder, and saw a giant centipede rearing above them. She surged out from underneath him and grabbed Hiraikotsu from where she had dropped it and flung it after the youkai. The centipede screamed and crawled away from Miroku. Hiraikotsu returned, and she caught it, pulling it back in preparation to throw it again.

 

“Wait Sango!”

 

Miroku rolled to his feet, and pulled his right hand out in front if him, shifting so that he was completely in front of Sango, and released the wind tunnel. The centipede youkai gave several screams, but was sucked into the wind tunnel, along with a good amount of dirt and foliage from surrounding trees.

 

Miroku sealed the tunnel, and sighed.

 

“Are you alright?” he asked softly, without turning around.

 

“Yea.” She responded, equally soft.

 

Sango pulled Hiraikotsu back onto her back, and dusted herself off. She continued trudging down the path, stopping briefly after she passed him.

 

“Thanks, for protecting me.”

 

“Sango!”

 

She turned, to look into his face.

 

She stayed perfectly still, as he took her cheek in his hand. She also stayed still as his lips drew so close she felt his breath skimming across her lips. He hovered there, almost uncertain. She reached out, and put her hand on his back. He took as a sign to proceed.

 

His lips brushed gently over hers.

 

She melted into him. Her hands fisted into his robe, and his hands went into her hair.

 

“Ah, nice Miroku.”

 

Sango yelped and jumped away, blushing bright red. Miroku got an absolutely perverted smile.

 

“You're right Inuyasha. That was nice.”

 

Sango started stuttering, and backing away. “Kirara!” she yelled. The fire cat obliged, and Sango jumped on. She took off into the sky. “I'll find a camp.” She yelled over her shoulder.

 

Miroku glowered over his shoulder at Inuyasha. “Did you really have to comment?”

 

Inuyasha gave a wider grin. “Hey, at least you didn't grope her.” With that Inuyasha took off up the trail.

 

Miroku looked a little stunned, then grinned.

 

He's right, I didn't. And she didn't slap me for that…I wonder…

 

Miroku started back up the trail, possibilities swarming his mind.

 

Yo. Damn, this chapter took me all day. Seriously, from when I woke up to mid evening. I guess Sango and Miroku fluff just takes it out of me. I'm totally for that pairing, but writing them is really hard for me, I guess. Thanks for reviewing…or not…whatever. I'm done bitching about it.-Akihana