InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sleepless Sango ❯ Sango's Burden ( Chapter 4 )
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By: coarse dareei 
Sango has a little confession to make.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.13.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 943 | Status: Completed
Sango has a little confession to make.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.13.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 943 | Status: Completed
Hey everyone! Yes, I know, it has been SO, SO, SO, SO, SO, SO long since I had my last chapter...and I can never seem to finish any of my stories. Well, I hope I can at least finish ONE by the end of this week. I am TERRIBLY sorry for not continuing sooner...but I have my reasons... Well, thanks everyone for being so patient (or maybe everyone just forgot about my fic since it's been a year, but that's all right), this is NOT the last chapter! I will add ONE more after this because I believe the plot needs more...more! It will be extra long to make up for my loss (even though, I know it's gonna take a lot more than one lousy chapter...) and I will also add a twist to Sango's little problem.
Well, here it goes!
Sleepless Sango
chapter four - Sango's Burden
Sango rolled over on her cot and groaned loudly. She was not feeling good at all. She didn't know how she could help the others on today's shard hunting quest.
Why was her stomach doing flips? Dammit...it must have been that old sushi... she thought dismally as her hands flew to her stomach. She scrunched up to a fetal position and groaned some more.
"Sango-chan! Rise and shine!" Kagome chirped when she slid the door open to find Sango still in bed. She slowly approached Sango when she didn't respond and got on her knees. "Sango-chan? Are you all right? You look awfully sick," she said, gently touching Sango's forehead and neck.
"I think it was the sushi that old lady brought us last night..." she whispered before turning her head from Kagome. Kagome frowned. No one else got sick from it...
"That's strange... Well I'll go get Miroku, he should have something for th--"
"NO!" Sango shouted as Kagome made her way to the door. She impetuously dragged Kagome back, causing her to fall over.
"Sango--!!!" Kagome screamed as she fell right on top of her. "What's the matter? Miroku knows some spells that can help you get better!"
"No, Kagome...I don't really want to see him right now," she whispered, her cold hands clutching Kagome's arm.
Kagome watched Sango for a second without responding. There was something strange going on between them these past couple of weeks, but she just didn't know what it was...should she dare?
"Sango-chan...um..." Kagome began, hesitantly. Sango looked up at her curiously.
"Yes?"
"Um...look, I know it's not my place to ask but--" she took a deep breath. "But is there something going on between you and Miroku?"
Sango quickly blushed and averted Kagome's wondering eyes. "You're right, it's not your place to ask," she snapped. She let go of Kagome's arm. Kagome rubbed it softly to smooth out the pink bruises.
"Sango-chan, if you don't tell me, I'll--I'll be forced to call on Miroku," she threatened. She knew it was the only way to get Sango to stop being so introverted. She had to know...maybe there was something she could do to help.
"Oh--Kagome, you wouldn't dare..."
"I only want to help you!"
Sango sat up and scooted backwards until her back hit the wall. She sighed and placed her hands on her knees. "I'm--oh, if I told you, you'd think I was--"
"Sango-chan, you know I'm not judgemental like that! Whatever it is, it won't change the way I think or feel about you. You will always be my best friend," Kagome reassured her, putting a hand over Sango's.
Sango took a deep breath and smiled at Kagome. "Okay...here it goes then. Well, you see...um...I'm kind of sleeping with Housh--Miroku," she answered softly. Kagome's eyes widened in surprise.
"What!?"
"You heard me! We've been doing...things for almost a month now and he keeps telling me he loves me and he keeps proposing and all this nonsense, but...you see, I can't! He's moving too fast and--"
"But you slept with him Sango! You know how dense men are," Kagome said. "If you sleep with them, it's kind of like saying, 'I'm yours now', especially if they've worshipped you for the last decade times two and you lost your virginity to him." She paused and looked straight into Sango's eyes. "Did you lose your virginity to him?"
Sango's face colored once more and she looked down at her fidgety hands.
Kagome sighed. "So, do you love him back or what?"
"I--" Sango began. She wasn't quite sure...she was so used to being on her own without some lousy man hanging around her, with no one to love her or even care about her that she wasn't used to being emotionally involved with someone...let alone being romantically involved with someone. "I don't know." Then again...if anything happened to Miroku she didn't know what she would do...if he died for example, how would she react? She'd become destructive...internally and externally...she'd probably want to follow him into the grave...
"You don't know?" Kagome asked as if trying to clarify things.
Sango shook her head. "No...I mean...I do--I don't know. I'm not used to being in love Kagome! How is it to be in love with someone?"
Kagome smiled. Oh she knew how it was like. "It's amazing...brain-shattering, mind-blowing. It's wonderful Sango. It's like you're walking on air and you can't stop thinking about that person." There was a pause as Sango listened carefully. "But it can also be traumatizing. It can hurt like a bitch."
Sango giggled. Inuyasha's bad mouth was really getting to Kagome.
"For example, if you break up...or if the other person doesn't feel the same way towards you, you feel like the world is going to end--well your world anyways--and there's no way you can ever repair it. Or if you get in a fight, you feel like crap until you make up. So...I know you're going through a rough time with this since you're absolutely not used to this love stuff, but...imagine how Miroku must feel right now."
Sango looked down at her hands, ashamed. Kagome was right. She was so selfish, she didn't even think about what Miroku must be going through.
Suddenly the door flew open and a rush of bright sunlight filled the room, nearly blinding the two girls. "Hey you bitches, what the fuck are you doing in this fucking room? We have shit to do today!" Inuyasha shouted as he stepped inside.
Kagome turned to him with an evil eye. "Sit."
His face came crashing down into the floor, creating a large dent. "OW! Mother fucker--shit--fucking--KAGOME!! What the fuck was that for?!" he bellowed as he pulled his face out of the floor.
"It was for barging in here without knocking. Sango or I could have been dressing up, or Sango could have bee sleeping, or we could have been discussing something very important!" Kagome scolded him. "Go wait outside with Miroku and Shippou while we talk," she ordered.
Inuyasha grumbled as he left the room. Kagome and Sango burst out laughing once he was gone. Inuyasha was such great entertainment when he was angry.
"Anyway...Kagome...there's another thing..." Sango said softly.
"What is it?"
"I'm kind of...cursed..."
Kagome chuckled softly. "What are you talking about? No you're not! You are capable of being loved. Don't ever think that--"
"It's not that. I am! Literally! I'm afraid that if I started a relationship with Miroku I would simply ruin it! There was a time when I was a normal teenage girl. I had thoughts about boys and such from my village...but you see my father wanted me to concentrate on demon extermination and perfecting my skills with Hiraikotsu that he called upon a witch...or some strange being to put a spell on me. The spell causes me to have bad luck with any man who attempts to become intimate with me so that there were no distractions during my training. They would either leave, or die, or be cursed, or something similar..."
"How did you find out about this? Isn't there a way to reverse it?" Kagome asked.
Sango shook her head. "I found out because I overheard my father discussing it with one of his advisors. The witch came the next day and cast the spell. And Kagome-chan...if there was a way to reverse it, that would be great. But the only way to reverse it is to find that spell or find the witch who cast it. Unfortunately, she died in my village a long, long time ago and my father was killed before he could reverse it himself."
Kagome suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Sango. She could never seem to be happy...and now it was even worse. "There are no exceptions?"
"Not that I know of."
Kagome stood up and brushed off her green skirt. "I'm going to find a witch for you. That witch couldn't possibly be the only one to know a spell like that."
"Kagome, it was an ancient spell, banned a long time ago because of it's horribly consequences. I don't even know if any of the newer witches know about such a spell."
"We will try Sango-chan! Oh--and stay here. You're sick. I'll ask someone to watch over you." Sango was about to say something but Kagome cut in. "And don't worry. It won't be Miroku." Sango smiled and mouthed a "thank you" to her friend.
Unbeknownst to the two, Miroku was listening in on their conversation as he was about to go in to talk to Sango.
So it's a curse, huh?
He flattened his back against the wall as Kagome hurried out of the room. He waited until Sango's caretaker walked to the door. He smiled when he found out it was just a young girl. He walked in front of her and flashed her a handsome smile.
"Hello beautiful girl. Are you in to see Sango-san?" he asked, his arm snaking around her shoulder.
The girl began to blush. "Um--uh--ye--yes sir," she stammered nervously.
"Well, why don't you just pick some pretty flowers for a pretty face like yours and I'll take care of Sango-san. She is my friend after all, and I think it would be better if I blessed her with all the love Kami-sama has given to me to transfer to the poor, sick girl," Miroku told her with a genuinely angelic face.
The girl was in love instantly. Miroku knew his effect on women, and when necessary, he knew exactly how to use it. He just hoped that it would work on Sango when she finds out that her nurse was replaced by him.
The girl walked away, giggling and blushing as she walked to the fields to pick some flowers just like Miroku asked her. He smiled and knocked on the door. "Kagome-sama sent me," he whispered in a female tone. He chuckled to himself.
"Come in," came Sango's gentle voice from the other side of the paper thin doors. Miroku breathed deeply as he slid the door open and immediately shut it behind him. Sango had her back turned to him when he entered. She was changing and her entire backside was exposed to him. He felt his heart race as he approached her quietly, hoping not to disturb her. Once he found himself just an inch away from her, he sniffed her scented hair and placed his hands on pale, bare hips.
Sango's eyes widened and she quickly reacted with a back kick. Fortunately, Miroku was just as skilled in battle as she was and grabbed her foot. He gently kissed the back of her ear as he pushed her against the wall, his palms flat on hers to prevent her from moving them.
"It's me," he whispered as his hands carefully left her's and began stroking her abdomen. He pressed his chest against her back, feeling the warmth of her bare skin enter through his robes.
"Houshi-sama! I asked Kagome not to--" she started calmly, yet almost angily.
"I made the nurse go away," Miroku continued to whisper as he pushed her hair away from her neck and began caressing it. Sango's heart began pounding in her chest.
No...not again...not now... she thought when she felt Miroku's hardening protrusion in her back.
"Miroku, I have to--" She stopped when Miroku's hands returned to her abdomen, but suddenly took a dip between her legs. She cried out as Miroku instantly began thrusting his fingers in and out of her opening and continuing to kiss her skin. His lips began moving downward to her shoulders. Sango swallowed hard as she allowed Miroku to do what he wanted.
"I love you Sango. I don't care what happens to me when I'm with you. I'll die happy if you were the cause of any misfortune that befalls me."
Did he...hear our conversation? she wondered as she felt Miroku's hand leave her vagina and heard the ruffling of his robes as he began to loosen them. She closed her eyes as Miroku's hands moved to her legs and coaxed them to open for him. He used his legs to push her knees apart as he entered her from behind.
"Unh!" Sango whimpered when she felt his large manhood shoved almost completely into her rectum. She fisted her hands until her knuckles were white as Miroku began moving in and out of her, thrusting at her until her breasts hit the wall every few seconds. He was gentle despite his desperation to jam it in violently, careful not to make it hurt so much since Sango wasn't used to this kind of intrusion.
"How does that feel inside you?" he whispered hoarsely, attempting to keep his voice from cracking because of the ultimate pleasure that was searing through his body. He had never done Sango this way before but it was time for a little experimentation. He began forcing his penis into her until Sango felt she was going to break from the burning in her behind. She couldn't reply to his question though she was very sure it was rhetorical.
His left hand moved up to her breast as he began fondling her nipple. His right hand moved down to her wet womanhood where he ravaged her with his middle finger.
"My beautiful Sango...I know this might not be--" he paused when a shocking wave of pleasure engulfed him when Sango clenched against his penis. "--the right time," he continued with difficulty. "But I just had to tell you that I overheard your conversation with Kagome-sama and..."
Sango gave a deep gutteral moan and orgasmed right on his hand without him even noticing, drenching it with her feminine juices. Sango breathed hard and gasped difficultly as Miroku began plunging into her with reckless abandonment until he felt his own orgasmic release inside her rear. He pumped her hard until he was sure he had lost a couple billion sperm. Sango winced in pain until he finally pulled out of her with difficulty. Sango turned around and faced him, her tired eyes looking up at him with the reminiscence of their sex with her robe falling off of her shoulder seductively, exposing her supple, soft, cream colored mounds. Miroku gently cupped her breasts and began rubbing her tender nipples. She closed her eyes.
"You were...saying something," Sango whispered, exhaustedly.
"I heard your conversation and I know a spell that can help you..." Sango's eyes fluttered open and she flashed him a rare genuine smile. She put her hands on his face and kissed him viciously, her tongue ravaging his mouth and her lips forcing themselves against his. He was practically knocked off of his feet, but eventually regained control and began returning her passionate, open mouthed kisses.
She pulled away softly and began stroking the hair in his tight ponytail. She slowly moved from her position and sat down on her cot, indicating that he should follow. He sat next to her.
"You know, you being cursed and all...it kind of shows how much in common we are."
Sango laughed. "We don't have that much in common, actually, Houshi--Miroku...damn! I really need to start getting used to that."
"You have been used to it! But I guess it hasn't really sunk in yet. And you're wrong. We have an endless amount of things in common. We're both cursed, we both fight well for the better good of mankind and the supernatural-kind. We both lost our families to Naraku...we both have extremely good friends in Shippou, Inuyasha and Kagome, and...hopefully we both care for each other very much." She felt warmth on her hand and she glanced down to find Miroku's hand slide down on top of hers. She looked up into his dark eyes and squeezed his hand in return.
"I do care about you Miroku," Sango assured him. "I'm just...afraid sometimes...I don't want anything bad to happen to you and I don't want to get hurt in the process. Everyone I've loved has left me so I feel alone at times...but when I'm with Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippou, and most of all...you, I feel so much better. I actually feel like I'm a part of something--something like a family." Sango stopped speaking and took her hand away from Miroku. She turned her back on him. "But that's ridiculous," she scoffed bitterly. "Soon enough, everyone will be gone too and I'll be alone again. I've seen it in my dreams Miroku. It will happen...it will..."
Miroku scooted towards her and wrapped his arms around her, allowing her to lean back against his chest as he clutched her protectively. "I won't leave you Sango. I promise. I told you that I loved you, why won't you just accept that? If worse comes to worse, I'll kill you myself before I die ahead of you!" he said valiantly. Sango snickered quietly and sighed as she relaxed against him.
"You promise?" she asked with a childlike expression on her face as she looked into his eyes. He nodded and pulled her in tightly.
"I promise," he repeated, kissing her mouth suddenly. Sango kissed him back, parting her lips and allowing their kiss to deepen. Miroku's hand lifted to her breast and began stroking it, following their rhythmic kissing.
"Are we going to...um...have sex again?" Sango asked when she pulled away.
"If you would like," Miroku returned with an irresistably sexy smirk. Sango grinned as she lowered her body onto the bed and spread her legs. Suddenly, she didn't feel so sick anymore...
The next couple of things Miroku did to her were unusual, slightly uncomfortable at first, and, dare we say, excessively dirty, painful as well as disturbingly pleasurable. By the end of it all, Sango felt as if she'd been drugged permanently. She never knew a monk could have so much knowledge about "The Act". She was pretty sure after what they did, he was banned as a monk or from being in any other religious position that existed--ever again.
From a little crack in the walls, a curious, little Shippou peeked inside, frightened and ashamed at the same time by what was happening in the darkness of Sango's room.
"Miroku...!!" Sango begged. Shippou swallowed hard as he shifted in his position. He looked behind him to see if anyone saw him watching. This was strangely amusing to the little kitsune...
"Does it hurt?"
"No, just keep going, please..."
"Just a little more...Kami...put your legs...right there...oh gods...Sango...Sango..." Miroku groaned under his breath. Shippou felt like crying and running to Kagome to tell her, but he didn't know if Miroku was hurting her or making her feel good.
Shippou squeaked and fell back when he heard Sango scream. He breathed in deeply. *Grown-ups are weird...* he thought as he walked away.
A/N: Yeah, one more chapter and it's finished. Please be patient, it will be out SOON. This time I swear it will! It's summer and I'm on fire!! Lol...yes sorry, that was so un-called for...
Anyways, hehehe, I know Shippou's young, childlike innocence is now destroyed...and I'm sorry! I just had to add it...I had to!
Well, here it goes!
Sleepless Sango
chapter four - Sango's Burden
Sango rolled over on her cot and groaned loudly. She was not feeling good at all. She didn't know how she could help the others on today's shard hunting quest.
Why was her stomach doing flips? Dammit...it must have been that old sushi... she thought dismally as her hands flew to her stomach. She scrunched up to a fetal position and groaned some more.
"Sango-chan! Rise and shine!" Kagome chirped when she slid the door open to find Sango still in bed. She slowly approached Sango when she didn't respond and got on her knees. "Sango-chan? Are you all right? You look awfully sick," she said, gently touching Sango's forehead and neck.
"I think it was the sushi that old lady brought us last night..." she whispered before turning her head from Kagome. Kagome frowned. No one else got sick from it...
"That's strange... Well I'll go get Miroku, he should have something for th--"
"NO!" Sango shouted as Kagome made her way to the door. She impetuously dragged Kagome back, causing her to fall over.
"Sango--!!!" Kagome screamed as she fell right on top of her. "What's the matter? Miroku knows some spells that can help you get better!"
"No, Kagome...I don't really want to see him right now," she whispered, her cold hands clutching Kagome's arm.
Kagome watched Sango for a second without responding. There was something strange going on between them these past couple of weeks, but she just didn't know what it was...should she dare?
"Sango-chan...um..." Kagome began, hesitantly. Sango looked up at her curiously.
"Yes?"
"Um...look, I know it's not my place to ask but--" she took a deep breath. "But is there something going on between you and Miroku?"
Sango quickly blushed and averted Kagome's wondering eyes. "You're right, it's not your place to ask," she snapped. She let go of Kagome's arm. Kagome rubbed it softly to smooth out the pink bruises.
"Sango-chan, if you don't tell me, I'll--I'll be forced to call on Miroku," she threatened. She knew it was the only way to get Sango to stop being so introverted. She had to know...maybe there was something she could do to help.
"Oh--Kagome, you wouldn't dare..."
"I only want to help you!"
Sango sat up and scooted backwards until her back hit the wall. She sighed and placed her hands on her knees. "I'm--oh, if I told you, you'd think I was--"
"Sango-chan, you know I'm not judgemental like that! Whatever it is, it won't change the way I think or feel about you. You will always be my best friend," Kagome reassured her, putting a hand over Sango's.
Sango took a deep breath and smiled at Kagome. "Okay...here it goes then. Well, you see...um...I'm kind of sleeping with Housh--Miroku," she answered softly. Kagome's eyes widened in surprise.
"What!?"
"You heard me! We've been doing...things for almost a month now and he keeps telling me he loves me and he keeps proposing and all this nonsense, but...you see, I can't! He's moving too fast and--"
"But you slept with him Sango! You know how dense men are," Kagome said. "If you sleep with them, it's kind of like saying, 'I'm yours now', especially if they've worshipped you for the last decade times two and you lost your virginity to him." She paused and looked straight into Sango's eyes. "Did you lose your virginity to him?"
Sango's face colored once more and she looked down at her fidgety hands.
Kagome sighed. "So, do you love him back or what?"
"I--" Sango began. She wasn't quite sure...she was so used to being on her own without some lousy man hanging around her, with no one to love her or even care about her that she wasn't used to being emotionally involved with someone...let alone being romantically involved with someone. "I don't know." Then again...if anything happened to Miroku she didn't know what she would do...if he died for example, how would she react? She'd become destructive...internally and externally...she'd probably want to follow him into the grave...
"You don't know?" Kagome asked as if trying to clarify things.
Sango shook her head. "No...I mean...I do--I don't know. I'm not used to being in love Kagome! How is it to be in love with someone?"
Kagome smiled. Oh she knew how it was like. "It's amazing...brain-shattering, mind-blowing. It's wonderful Sango. It's like you're walking on air and you can't stop thinking about that person." There was a pause as Sango listened carefully. "But it can also be traumatizing. It can hurt like a bitch."
Sango giggled. Inuyasha's bad mouth was really getting to Kagome.
"For example, if you break up...or if the other person doesn't feel the same way towards you, you feel like the world is going to end--well your world anyways--and there's no way you can ever repair it. Or if you get in a fight, you feel like crap until you make up. So...I know you're going through a rough time with this since you're absolutely not used to this love stuff, but...imagine how Miroku must feel right now."
Sango looked down at her hands, ashamed. Kagome was right. She was so selfish, she didn't even think about what Miroku must be going through.
Suddenly the door flew open and a rush of bright sunlight filled the room, nearly blinding the two girls. "Hey you bitches, what the fuck are you doing in this fucking room? We have shit to do today!" Inuyasha shouted as he stepped inside.
Kagome turned to him with an evil eye. "Sit."
His face came crashing down into the floor, creating a large dent. "OW! Mother fucker--shit--fucking--KAGOME!! What the fuck was that for?!" he bellowed as he pulled his face out of the floor.
"It was for barging in here without knocking. Sango or I could have been dressing up, or Sango could have bee sleeping, or we could have been discussing something very important!" Kagome scolded him. "Go wait outside with Miroku and Shippou while we talk," she ordered.
Inuyasha grumbled as he left the room. Kagome and Sango burst out laughing once he was gone. Inuyasha was such great entertainment when he was angry.
"Anyway...Kagome...there's another thing..." Sango said softly.
"What is it?"
"I'm kind of...cursed..."
Kagome chuckled softly. "What are you talking about? No you're not! You are capable of being loved. Don't ever think that--"
"It's not that. I am! Literally! I'm afraid that if I started a relationship with Miroku I would simply ruin it! There was a time when I was a normal teenage girl. I had thoughts about boys and such from my village...but you see my father wanted me to concentrate on demon extermination and perfecting my skills with Hiraikotsu that he called upon a witch...or some strange being to put a spell on me. The spell causes me to have bad luck with any man who attempts to become intimate with me so that there were no distractions during my training. They would either leave, or die, or be cursed, or something similar..."
"How did you find out about this? Isn't there a way to reverse it?" Kagome asked.
Sango shook her head. "I found out because I overheard my father discussing it with one of his advisors. The witch came the next day and cast the spell. And Kagome-chan...if there was a way to reverse it, that would be great. But the only way to reverse it is to find that spell or find the witch who cast it. Unfortunately, she died in my village a long, long time ago and my father was killed before he could reverse it himself."
Kagome suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Sango. She could never seem to be happy...and now it was even worse. "There are no exceptions?"
"Not that I know of."
Kagome stood up and brushed off her green skirt. "I'm going to find a witch for you. That witch couldn't possibly be the only one to know a spell like that."
"Kagome, it was an ancient spell, banned a long time ago because of it's horribly consequences. I don't even know if any of the newer witches know about such a spell."
"We will try Sango-chan! Oh--and stay here. You're sick. I'll ask someone to watch over you." Sango was about to say something but Kagome cut in. "And don't worry. It won't be Miroku." Sango smiled and mouthed a "thank you" to her friend.
Unbeknownst to the two, Miroku was listening in on their conversation as he was about to go in to talk to Sango.
So it's a curse, huh?
He flattened his back against the wall as Kagome hurried out of the room. He waited until Sango's caretaker walked to the door. He smiled when he found out it was just a young girl. He walked in front of her and flashed her a handsome smile.
"Hello beautiful girl. Are you in to see Sango-san?" he asked, his arm snaking around her shoulder.
The girl began to blush. "Um--uh--ye--yes sir," she stammered nervously.
"Well, why don't you just pick some pretty flowers for a pretty face like yours and I'll take care of Sango-san. She is my friend after all, and I think it would be better if I blessed her with all the love Kami-sama has given to me to transfer to the poor, sick girl," Miroku told her with a genuinely angelic face.
The girl was in love instantly. Miroku knew his effect on women, and when necessary, he knew exactly how to use it. He just hoped that it would work on Sango when she finds out that her nurse was replaced by him.
The girl walked away, giggling and blushing as she walked to the fields to pick some flowers just like Miroku asked her. He smiled and knocked on the door. "Kagome-sama sent me," he whispered in a female tone. He chuckled to himself.
"Come in," came Sango's gentle voice from the other side of the paper thin doors. Miroku breathed deeply as he slid the door open and immediately shut it behind him. Sango had her back turned to him when he entered. She was changing and her entire backside was exposed to him. He felt his heart race as he approached her quietly, hoping not to disturb her. Once he found himself just an inch away from her, he sniffed her scented hair and placed his hands on pale, bare hips.
Sango's eyes widened and she quickly reacted with a back kick. Fortunately, Miroku was just as skilled in battle as she was and grabbed her foot. He gently kissed the back of her ear as he pushed her against the wall, his palms flat on hers to prevent her from moving them.
"It's me," he whispered as his hands carefully left her's and began stroking her abdomen. He pressed his chest against her back, feeling the warmth of her bare skin enter through his robes.
"Houshi-sama! I asked Kagome not to--" she started calmly, yet almost angily.
"I made the nurse go away," Miroku continued to whisper as he pushed her hair away from her neck and began caressing it. Sango's heart began pounding in her chest.
No...not again...not now... she thought when she felt Miroku's hardening protrusion in her back.
"Miroku, I have to--" She stopped when Miroku's hands returned to her abdomen, but suddenly took a dip between her legs. She cried out as Miroku instantly began thrusting his fingers in and out of her opening and continuing to kiss her skin. His lips began moving downward to her shoulders. Sango swallowed hard as she allowed Miroku to do what he wanted.
"I love you Sango. I don't care what happens to me when I'm with you. I'll die happy if you were the cause of any misfortune that befalls me."
Did he...hear our conversation? she wondered as she felt Miroku's hand leave her vagina and heard the ruffling of his robes as he began to loosen them. She closed her eyes as Miroku's hands moved to her legs and coaxed them to open for him. He used his legs to push her knees apart as he entered her from behind.
"Unh!" Sango whimpered when she felt his large manhood shoved almost completely into her rectum. She fisted her hands until her knuckles were white as Miroku began moving in and out of her, thrusting at her until her breasts hit the wall every few seconds. He was gentle despite his desperation to jam it in violently, careful not to make it hurt so much since Sango wasn't used to this kind of intrusion.
"How does that feel inside you?" he whispered hoarsely, attempting to keep his voice from cracking because of the ultimate pleasure that was searing through his body. He had never done Sango this way before but it was time for a little experimentation. He began forcing his penis into her until Sango felt she was going to break from the burning in her behind. She couldn't reply to his question though she was very sure it was rhetorical.
His left hand moved up to her breast as he began fondling her nipple. His right hand moved down to her wet womanhood where he ravaged her with his middle finger.
"My beautiful Sango...I know this might not be--" he paused when a shocking wave of pleasure engulfed him when Sango clenched against his penis. "--the right time," he continued with difficulty. "But I just had to tell you that I overheard your conversation with Kagome-sama and..."
Sango gave a deep gutteral moan and orgasmed right on his hand without him even noticing, drenching it with her feminine juices. Sango breathed hard and gasped difficultly as Miroku began plunging into her with reckless abandonment until he felt his own orgasmic release inside her rear. He pumped her hard until he was sure he had lost a couple billion sperm. Sango winced in pain until he finally pulled out of her with difficulty. Sango turned around and faced him, her tired eyes looking up at him with the reminiscence of their sex with her robe falling off of her shoulder seductively, exposing her supple, soft, cream colored mounds. Miroku gently cupped her breasts and began rubbing her tender nipples. She closed her eyes.
"You were...saying something," Sango whispered, exhaustedly.
"I heard your conversation and I know a spell that can help you..." Sango's eyes fluttered open and she flashed him a rare genuine smile. She put her hands on his face and kissed him viciously, her tongue ravaging his mouth and her lips forcing themselves against his. He was practically knocked off of his feet, but eventually regained control and began returning her passionate, open mouthed kisses.
She pulled away softly and began stroking the hair in his tight ponytail. She slowly moved from her position and sat down on her cot, indicating that he should follow. He sat next to her.
"You know, you being cursed and all...it kind of shows how much in common we are."
Sango laughed. "We don't have that much in common, actually, Houshi--Miroku...damn! I really need to start getting used to that."
"You have been used to it! But I guess it hasn't really sunk in yet. And you're wrong. We have an endless amount of things in common. We're both cursed, we both fight well for the better good of mankind and the supernatural-kind. We both lost our families to Naraku...we both have extremely good friends in Shippou, Inuyasha and Kagome, and...hopefully we both care for each other very much." She felt warmth on her hand and she glanced down to find Miroku's hand slide down on top of hers. She looked up into his dark eyes and squeezed his hand in return.
"I do care about you Miroku," Sango assured him. "I'm just...afraid sometimes...I don't want anything bad to happen to you and I don't want to get hurt in the process. Everyone I've loved has left me so I feel alone at times...but when I'm with Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippou, and most of all...you, I feel so much better. I actually feel like I'm a part of something--something like a family." Sango stopped speaking and took her hand away from Miroku. She turned her back on him. "But that's ridiculous," she scoffed bitterly. "Soon enough, everyone will be gone too and I'll be alone again. I've seen it in my dreams Miroku. It will happen...it will..."
Miroku scooted towards her and wrapped his arms around her, allowing her to lean back against his chest as he clutched her protectively. "I won't leave you Sango. I promise. I told you that I loved you, why won't you just accept that? If worse comes to worse, I'll kill you myself before I die ahead of you!" he said valiantly. Sango snickered quietly and sighed as she relaxed against him.
"You promise?" she asked with a childlike expression on her face as she looked into his eyes. He nodded and pulled her in tightly.
"I promise," he repeated, kissing her mouth suddenly. Sango kissed him back, parting her lips and allowing their kiss to deepen. Miroku's hand lifted to her breast and began stroking it, following their rhythmic kissing.
"Are we going to...um...have sex again?" Sango asked when she pulled away.
"If you would like," Miroku returned with an irresistably sexy smirk. Sango grinned as she lowered her body onto the bed and spread her legs. Suddenly, she didn't feel so sick anymore...
The next couple of things Miroku did to her were unusual, slightly uncomfortable at first, and, dare we say, excessively dirty, painful as well as disturbingly pleasurable. By the end of it all, Sango felt as if she'd been drugged permanently. She never knew a monk could have so much knowledge about "The Act". She was pretty sure after what they did, he was banned as a monk or from being in any other religious position that existed--ever again.
From a little crack in the walls, a curious, little Shippou peeked inside, frightened and ashamed at the same time by what was happening in the darkness of Sango's room.
"Miroku...!!" Sango begged. Shippou swallowed hard as he shifted in his position. He looked behind him to see if anyone saw him watching. This was strangely amusing to the little kitsune...
"Does it hurt?"
"No, just keep going, please..."
"Just a little more...Kami...put your legs...right there...oh gods...Sango...Sango..." Miroku groaned under his breath. Shippou felt like crying and running to Kagome to tell her, but he didn't know if Miroku was hurting her or making her feel good.
Shippou squeaked and fell back when he heard Sango scream. He breathed in deeply. *Grown-ups are weird...* he thought as he walked away.
A/N: Yeah, one more chapter and it's finished. Please be patient, it will be out SOON. This time I swear it will! It's summer and I'm on fire!! Lol...yes sorry, that was so un-called for...
Anyways, hehehe, I know Shippou's young, childlike innocence is now destroyed...and I'm sorry! I just had to add it...I had to!