InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The false-woman for the not so quite high priest ❯ Chapter 1

Ok, this is another weird thing of mine, but I hope you guys like it anyways. I can't really write lemons, but there's a *tiny* *little* *almost nothing* scene here, therefore the rating. That, and the language at times. So please R&R people, I depend on that ^_____^ Oh, and I really should study! But fanfics are just toooo fun to write, minna-san!

Hehe, as always, I don't own the characters used in this fanfic. If I did, I probably wouldn't study at all, and that's not good Have a nice evening, enjoy, and I hope you review

"Baka, baka, baka, baka, BAKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

There was a large *thump* and all Inuyasha, Kagome and Shippou could do was close their eyes. They knew something was seriously wrong this time, for Sango to be yelling like that and beating the crap out of the poor monk. Wait a minute, take that poor back. . . They were sure this time he had really deserved it.

"I guess Sango found him," Shippou said.

"What could it be this time?" Kagome asked. "Ever since we defeated Naraku all those two do is fight!"

"I wonder why they can't just settle down, get married, have pups, and behave like damn civilized people!" Inuyasha growled. "It's not like they don't like each other, right?"

"Ahh," Shippou said, "I wonder if we should just. . ."

Sango walked out from the forest just then, her face all red and her fists closed tightly. Kirara was walking at safe distance behind her, not daring to make any of the mewing sounds she usually made. Even she knew that bothering Sango at this moment would mean death.

"Did you find him?" Inuyasha asked.

Sango gave him a death glare and he decided against asking further. She proceeded to walk and sat down on a rock, trying to look tough, but the moment she sat down, her hands came to her face and she started sobbing.

"Sango-chan!" Kagome ran to her, and put her arms around her. Surprisingly, Sango did not push her away. "What's wrong?"

"He. . . he. . ." she couldn't say it. She couldn't find the words to tell Kagome what she had seen. She just couldn't.

"Did you find Miroku-sama?"

She nodded.

"And?"

"He wasn't alone. . ."

Kagome's face went blank.

"What do you mean. . . not alone?"

"He was inside the freaking hot spring! With a girl hanging from his stupid neck!"

Kagome became paralyzed, and Inuyasha's ears pointed up.

"Scumbag," he said.

"He was there! With some village girl! All happy looking! And I. . . I was so worried. . . I. . ." her sobs became harder, and she hugged Kagome and cried bitterly on her shoulders. "I couldn't bear to see it. . . and I hurt him. . . and scared her away. . . I couldn't. . . stay there! I couldn't see him hug. . . another one. . ."

"Of course you couldn't!" Kagome yelled. "He well deserved you beating the crap out of him!"

"I. . ." Sango stood up. "I need a walk. . . I'll be back soon."

"Sango-chan. . .!" Kagome was worried.

"Don't' worry," Sango said, smiling at her through tears, "I'll be back. If I'm not here before sunset, send Kirara to look for me, ok?"

"Ok."

"Thank you, Kagome-chan."

With that, Sango took off. Her footsteps were heavy as she walked between the trees. The sun was still high up, and some light came down to where she walked.

She was so angry, but more than anything, she was sad. Very sad. She had trusted that after defeating Naraku everything would be fine between her and the houshi. She had thought that after the battle he would run to her and hug her. But he hadn't done anything of the sort. He had just stood there with everyone else, smiling. Gods, he hadn't even *moved* when Inuyasha had grabbed Kagome into a passionate kiss! She had hoped he would grab her then, and try to kiss her as well, but no. Nothing. His eyes wondered from the kissing couple to his right hand, and back, but not for a moment did he look at her, not once.

To hide her sadness she had pretended anger, and in the three days that had passed, as they made their way back to Kaede's village, she had been as cold as ice to him. And he. . . well, he had just been plain weird. Not once had he groped her, not once had he thrown a nasty comment at her, not once had he been near to her. True, they had talked like always, in the group, and sometimes it seemed as if everything was fine, but it wasn't.

Now, she had worried about him, since he wasn't back, and she never imagined finding him with another woman in his arms. Well, perhaps she HAD imagined that before. . . with Miroku one never really knew.

She sat against a tree trunk and stared ahead, tears still falling, but not as hard as before. She stamped her fist on the ground, and cursed.

"What did I do wrong?" she asked bitterly.

"What you did wrong?" a voice startled her, and out of the bushes came the girl Miroku had been with in the hot spring, apparently she was getting back home or something. "I'll tell you ALL you did wrong, false-woman."

"What did you call me?" Sango asked, growing angrier by the second.

"False-woman, that's what I called you. Look at you, from far away you may look it; your hair, the way you dressed and everything, it's all meant for a woman, but your personality. . . my, my. . . I am not surprised at all that the handsome monk decided to chase after me."

The girl giggled, which annoyed Sango a lot.

"Did you come here just to tell me that?" Sango asked, rising to her feet, decided to deal with the woman. "Or are you really here for something else? If you're looking for a fight, I can very well provide you with one."

"Just like I thought," the woman said, "that behavior. . . now I understand what he meant."

"What do you mean?!" somehow those words scared Sango. "Did he say something?!"

"Oh, he said lots, about my face, about my body. . . ahh, he is such a gentleman. . . but I guess that's not that important for you. Might as well just tell you what concerned you. . ."

"You little. . ."

"Go ahead, insult me, call me a bitch, which is what you wanted to call me, right? After all, better being a bitch than not being able to catch a man."

"Shut up, bitch!"

"As you wish," the woman smiled evilly at Sango and turned on her heels. She disappeared in the forest after tossing over her shoulder: "You are too violent, that's why he would never make a move on you, you would probably beat him to a bloody rag, like you did today, too bad, your pity."

Sango just stared at the woman, but her heart was now filled with yet another emotion, hate. She hated that woman, and something inside told her she should hate Miroku for talking about her like that, what's more, with another woman.

Decided not to leave matters as such, she headed back for camp at once. She found her friends gathering around in a clearing, and Kagome treating to Miroku's wounds. Somehow, seeing him in such a state made her both feel pity for him and rejoice in his pain.

"Sango," Shippou said, "you're back so soon."

"I have some business to tend to here," she shot a glare at the houshi.

"Sa. . . Sango. . ." he managed to say.

"Don't you DARE Sango me!" she yelled. "And don't smile that stupid smile of yours at me. I know VERY well what you think of me."

"What?" Kagome asked.

"I met your little. . . girl," Sango fought back the urge to say bitch, "back in the forest, and we had quite an interesting conversation. I always knew you were perverted, but I never knew you would degrade your friends to chase after a skirt. . . oh, oopsy, she wasn't wearing one in the hot spring, was she?"

"Sango, what do you. . .?"

"Don't be so innocent!" Sango broke down. "She told me everything! Everything you said! I know! Stop pretending, damn it! I just hope we get soon to Kaede-sama's village, so I can pick the few belongings I have left and I can finally leave!"

The tension between the two grew so much, that Kagome and Inuyasha sometimes felt remorse at being too close to each other, and only kissed in the dark, when they wouldn't see them. Still, the feeling of guilt crept onto them every time they held hands, and knew the other two were near.

When they finally arrived at Kaede's village, they were received with cheers and a big feast, the people had insisted so much, that Sango had no other choice but delay her parting.

So that night they were all outside the temple, where a big feast had been prepared for them, with food, music, and lots of entertainment. Sango sat at the stairs of the temple most of the time, wondering when this all would be over so she could leave at last. Kagome noticed her, and went to join her.

"Sango-chan. . . are you sure you want to leave?" Kagome asked.

"Hai, there's no other way."

"But what about Miroku-sama. . . I thought you liked him. . ."

"Can we please forget about that? You don't know what he thinks of me!"

"Then tell me."

"It's too painful, I never thought he would talk about me like that, to make a girl feel good. A girl he most likely will never see."

"Sango-chan, please, you don't have to leave. I know Inuyasha and Shippou will hang around here, and even though I will go back to my time, I will come visit soon. If you leave, how am I going to see you?"

"You really want to see me?"

"Of course I do!"

"I do want to see you, too, but I don't want to see him. Not after what he said. . . I can't believe he actually asked me to bear his children that day, and that I said yes. . . He didn't say he wouldn't cheat on me, and now I see that he actually didn't want to be with me, he was just playing with my feelings."

"Sango-chan, I really don't think that's it."

"You don't know what she told me, Kagome-chan, he said horrible things no one should know. Maybe I shouldn't have known either."

"But. . ."

"Go ahead, be with Inuyasha, isn't that what you always wanted? Hey, he loves you, doesn't he? It's not like I don't know how you sneak behind the bushes and kiss."

Kagome turned red.

"You're the one who should be. . ."

"No, I am not. Go on, be with him."

Kagome got the point, and slowly got up.

"You know I'm always here for you," she said, and Sango smiled, nodding.

"Same goes for you," she said, and Kagome trailed away, to join Inuyasha.

Sango observed how they hugged, and the villagers cheered. Miroku was there, too, but he held something in his hands, a paper? It looked like a message. Who had given that to him? Not that she cared. . .

Stupid, of course she cared.

Once the feast was over, Kaede gathered the six travelers in her hut.

"You all did a good job," she said, "you are very good as a group, you shouldn't lose that friendship you all made."

Sango shifted uncomfortably.

"I know most of you take now different paths in life. Kagome will go back to her time and go to school, like she calls it. Sango will go find her brother and reconstruct her village, I guess Kirara is going with her. Shippou will stay here with me, and I will raise him. Inuyasha will apeace Kikyou's soul, and probably return here. And houshi-sama, you are taking a great step forward as well, will you go through with it?"

"Most likely," he answered, not looking at all the puzzled faces around him.

"What is she talking about, Miroku?" Shippou asked.

"You're not getting married, are you?" Kagome asked, scandalized.

"Nothing of the sort," he said calmly, and retrieved the message Sango had seen in his hand earlier from his robes. "Kaede-sama gave this to me when we came back."

"What is it?" Inuyasha asked.

"I've been chosen to be high priest. Priests all over gathered to discuss our battle with Naraku, and concluded that since I am a monk, and was chasing Naraku, my powers were superior to others, and that I should become a leader."

"But then that would mean. . ." Kagome started.

"Hai. If I take it, I can never go back. Right now I can stop being a monk whenever I want, but if I chose to accept, I will lead a life dedicated to Buddha and Buddha only."

"I don't think you can do it," Inuyasha said, "you like women and sake too much to just put them aside."

"Well, I know that if I accept I am never to see a woman again, not in that way. . ." now he shifted uncomfortable.

"Like you could ever. . ." Sango spoke for the first time. "A hentai like you would bever be able to stop chasing skirts, the more feminine, the better."

"Sango-chan!" Kagome said.

"Anyways, I am leaving now."

"Sango, wait!" Miroku said and grabbed her hand.

"What the hell do you want? Let me go!"

"Tell me right here, right now, not to accept it, and I will not!"

"You can't go through with it, right?" she asked, in a very cold tone. "You can't let go of women, you can't take that step. Would serve you right to do it!"

"Sango. . ."

"Let. . . me. . . go!"

His grip loosened.

"I'll accept," he said, in a somber tone.

"Fine."

She walked to the door, and stopped, turning to him.

"I guess that one of those sleepless nights when you'll wish for a woman you'll think: `I guess not-feminine women are not so bad after all.'"

No one really understood what she meant, but she stormed out of the hut at once.

"Sango!"

"Miroku-sama. . ." Kagome's blood was boiling, "what did you do to her?"

"Nothing! I don't know what she's talking about! All I know is. . . that she doesn't want me."

"I would have gladly refused the high priest position if she had only wanted me. What's the point in having the opportunity of being with women if I can't be with the one I love?"

"Miroku-sama!"

"If she doesn't want me, I might as well not have any other."

"But. . . she saw you! She saw you with that woman! And that woman told her something you supposedly said!"

"Ah?" he seemed confused.

"In the hot spring, remember?"

"Ah, THAT girl. . ."

"Yes, that girl."

"Hey, it wasn't my fault, I was in there, and then she came in and hung to me, I was trying to push her away! And I did NOT say anything about Sango! I would never. . .!"

"Somehow I just can't believe you," Inuyasha said.

"Damn it! It's the freaking truth!"

"Sure. . ."

"Guys, we defeated Naraku, I'm not gonna die! What else could I wish for if not Sango?!"

"You didn't show her your feelings," Shippou said.

"Huh?"

"After the battle. . . you didn't kiss her!"

"Why should I kiss her after the battle?"

"Argh!" Kagome was angry. "Just why NOT?! She was expecting it!"

"I wanted to kiss her the day we wed. . . I wanted all to be perfect. . ."

"Looks like you screwed up," Inuyasha said, "now she's gone."

The following days they spent looking for Sango, but couldn't find her. Actually, Inuyasha had found her, but had pretended not to, because she had asked him not to, but he couldn't tell her what Miroku had said, it was his task to do it.

She spent miserable time the following weeks, out in the forest. Inuyasha would come bring her the news every day, and would spend a couple of hours with her, but other than that, she was alone. True, Kirara was with her and everything, but she wished things hadn't gone like that, she wished she could be with Miroku.

The news Inuyasha brought her one afternoon were the worst she could ever imagine. Miroku had accepted, and that very same day he would become high priest.

"It's not too late, you know?" Inuyasha had said before leaving. "He still is just a normal monk."

"It's late," Sango said.

"Suit yourself."

She had stayed on the tree for a while more, until her pride and heart pretty much forced her to jump down, climb on Kirara, and fly to the freaking temple where the ceremony was taking place.

The place was full of monks from everywhere, settled and wandering ones. It was. . . somehow too holy. But she wouldn't stop, this time she wasn't going to back up, and if she had to unpufiry him, she would.

She found Kagome, Inuyasha, Shippou and Kaede sitting outside the temple, whose doors were closed.

"Sango-chan!" Kagome said.

"Why are you all outside?" she asked.

"We can't go in," Inuyasha said.

"Shippou-chan and you of course not, you're youkai, but Kaede-sama and Kagome-chan?"

"We're women," Kaede answered. "That's a temple we cannot set foot in."

"You mean I can't. . . No way! I can't just stand out here!"

She stormed into the temple the moment he was to take his vows as high priest, breathing heavily. All the monks looked back at her, shocked.

"Get out, woman!" one yelled. "You can't be in here!"

"I am sure Buddha will forgive me for this," she said, "but he won't forgive me if I keep on lying to myself and to him!"

Evading the countless monks, she made her way to Miroku, who was kneeling in front of the altar, and, not thinking twice, grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet, running out of the temple, not before bowing to Buddha quickly.

She ran past the others, still pulling a very confused, white-robed Miroku, and then ran down the stairs to the temple, down the mountain, not looking back.

"Sango! What are you doing?!" he asked.

"I can't let you go through with this!"

"Why?"

"Shut up and keep running!"

"Hai!"

They ran for a while more, until them came to a clearing in the forest. She let go of his hand then, and panted for a long time, just like him.

"Why did you pull me out?" Miroku asked at last, dropping on the ground on his butt, his hands behind him, leaning backwards. "It was almost over."

"But you aren't high priest yet, are you?"

"No, that's why I have to go back, lest I lose the power of the purification!"

"Purification?" she asked.

"Yes, I am free of sin as of now."

"Well, I am very sorry, but you'll have to sin all over again, Miroku, or you'll have to kill me."

"Wha. . ."

He was astonished that she had called him by name, but was even more astonished when she climbed on top of him and started kissing him.

"Sango. . . what. . . "

"Shut up and kiss me!" she demanded.

He kissed back with small kisses, he was still too shocked.

And more shocked he became when she forced him on his back and started untying his robe.

"Sango! This is my symbol of purity. . .!"

"Which I am sure you won't need anymore," she said, tearing it open with one pull. But then she stopped dead in her tracks, and tears started welling in her eyes. Her hands came up to her face and she looked horrified.

"Sango, what's wrong?" he asked, still in shock, but clearly concerned.

"You really don't want me, do you?"

"What?"

"You told that girl I wasn't woman enough for you. . . she said so horrible things. . . she. . ."

"I did not say anything to her! Only after you slapped me to death. I told her that I couldn't have any other girl because you, violent and all, were the one I wanted. She must have been angry at being rejected, and told you that."

"So you do not. . . reject me?"

Torn-robed Miroku held the crying Sango in his arms and didn't move for a while.

"I do not, of course I don't! Why do you think I asked you in the hut to stop me from becoming high priest? I thought you rejected me!"

"I stopped you alright."

"Yeah, you did."

"Are you angry at me?"

"No, I'm just shocked. I never expected you to storm into the temple like that."

"Do you think Buddha will forgive me?"

"You said it yourself, so I guess he will."

"Miroku!"

She threw her arms around him and kissed him again. This time, he did not resist and kissed her back hungrily, releasing all he had been holding for so long.

"Marry me?" he said.

"Hai."

They kissed again, and suddenly the kisses became all the more heated, and Miroku found himself undressing Sango quickly and disposing of her clothes. His torn white robe long forgotten. He pinned her to the floor beneath him and kissed her neck, while his hands made their way around her body, his right hand taking special pleasure at rubbing her left breast.

He smiled, and paused for a moment.

"What is it?" Sango asked.

"My right hand. . . I had never touched a woman with it, not without the beads."

"And. . .?"

"My hand likes it."

He proceeded.

Their friends had made their way to the forest shortly after them, and had some trouble finding them, but when they finally did, Inuyasha spotting them from afar, he motioned everyone to stop.

"What is it?" Kagome asked. "Are they alright?"

"Fine," he said, "but I guess they need some time alone."

He smiled to himself when he saw Miroku tenderly kiss Sango and position himself above her, ready to unify.

"Let's go, let's go."

"We're not watching today?" Shippou asked innocently. "We always watch when they talk!"

"Oh, they're not talking today," Inuyasha said, grinning. And suddenly, Kagome understood.

"Ah! We better be going, I am sure they'll come back later."

And they left the couple, who hadn't even notice their spies.

"Sango. . ."

He kissed her again and slid inside her, making her moan, but soon they were both moving together, getting closer to where they wanted to be. When they got there, they both screamed each other's names and then Miroku fell limply on her, breathing hard.

"I guess my job is done," Sango said after a while, having caught her breath finally.

"And that is?"

"I made you impure again ^__^."

"Is that a good or a bad thing?"

"You tell me?" she said passing a hand through his loose and messy hair.

"I would have to say good. . ."

"Then it's good. Did you really want to be high priest?"

He thought about it for a moment, while pulling her yukata over them.

"It wouldn't have been so bad, you know? Being respected and all, I guess I lost that now, since I'm the runaway-houshi."

"Houshi?" I don't think you can call yourself a monk anymore, I won't let you be one. You are MY Miroku."

"More than happy to be."

He touched her nose with his and smiled at her before kissing her softly.

"This is better than being a monk," he said, "just for the record."

"I'm glad," she said.

He held her close and buried his face in her chest, like a little boy, and she held him to her.

"I can't believe I almost let you become high priest," she said.

"I can't believe you stormed into the temple like that!" he said and smiled against her breasts.

"Me neither, but I would do it again."

"No need to. Who wants to be a priest when he can have the most beautiful girl in the whole world with him like this?"

"I don't know, not many men would want me."

"Well, good for me then! Don't have to fight for you with anyone, and have you all for myself."

She grabbed his ears and pulled, not too hard.

"Then you better be all of myself, ONLY."

"I promise! Now let go!!!"

She released him, and he fell back on her chest, snuggling closer for warmth.

"Do you think they're spying on us?" Sango asked after a while.

"Nah, I don't think so."

"Then it's good."

"I actually don't care, as long as you hold me."

She smiled, and held him tighter. It had been an eventful day, but she was damn glad she had stormed into that temple and stolen her houshi from the claws of all those other houshis.

"This one is mine," she whispered, before falling asleep.

"Uhu," he said, half sleeping. "Love you."

"Hai, love you too."

They did not realized when it started raining, for they were asleep, and the shade of a tree half covered them. They did also not realize when Inuyasha and Kirara came and carried them back to Kaede's hut, where they slept contentedly by the fire, in each other's arms.

So, that's it everyone! I hoped you liked it and that it wasn't so lame. I wrote it in about three hours or so, with a break in the middle to study ^___^ yes, study. . . I know, I know, lame. But what can I do? I have to write my BA thesis! Please review everyone! ^____________^