InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Right Way ❯ Long walks, and Romantic Meetings ( Chapter 4 )

Long walks, and Romantic Meetings

Authors note: this chapter will consist of the time spent by Kaede, Miroku, Sango, Shippou, Rin, Jaken, Sesshomaru, Sandro and Lochai during the three days Inuyasha went to see Kagome. High lemon citrus content for Sango and Miroku!

Kaede, Miroku, Sango Shippou: Day 1

“Well? Sango asked, as Miroku walked through the door to Kaede's shack.

“He went through.” Miroku said, with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Kagome might kill him this time.” Shippou said sitting next to Kaede.

“Aye,” said Kaede nodding in agreement with the young Kitsune, “that she might.”

“Well what can we do about it?” said Sango.

“I'm afraid nothing can be done.” Miroku responded.

“Well then what do we do until then?” asked Shippou.

“We train, and wait for Kagome, and hopefully Inuyasha, to arrive.” Sango said.

“Can I train with you guys this time?” asked Shippou.

“Next time, I promise.” Miroku said.

“But that's what you said last time!” Shippou said, with a small pout. “Besides, Kaede said she don't have anything else left to teach me.”

“Aye.” Kaede said. “He's learned all that he can for himself, from me at least, that is possible for me to teach him.” Kaede said not looking up from grinding her herbs.

“See!” Shippou exclaimed.

“Ah…” Miroku started, “Surely you can give him one last review?” Miroku said with a pleading look in his eye.

Kaede raised her head and met the monk's pleading gaze with her one eye. “How long do you and Sango go and plan to train for?” she asked the monk.

“Two days-“started Miroku.

“One day-“ said Sango, trying to beat the monks answer.

“One and one half days.” Miroku said firmly, like he had been trying to bargain with Sango.

“I reckon one day is all the time you two will need.” Kaede said as she watched the monk with amusement as Miroku tried with all his might to think of a counter to an argument. “However I suppose I can let him sleep in late the second day, so he will be at full strength to come and train with ye both.” Kaede said with a small grin, as she watched a small wave of relief briefly, wash over Miroku's face.

“Good!” said Miroku as he glanced out of the corner of his eye at Sango. She however did not look at him.

“We'll be waiting for you then Shippou!” said Miroku as he waved a goodbye, and ducked out of Kaede's shack.

“Thank you Kaede,” Sango said with a bow, “I look forward to training with you Shippou!” Sango said looking at the Kitsune with a smile, before she grabbed a small satchel, and headed out of the shack. She jogged a little before she caught up with Miroku. They walked into the forest, side by side, silent the entire way.

“Miroku…” Sango said trailing away.

“Hmm?” was the monk's reply.

Sango continued to walk. She glanced up at the monk; he had changed a little over the years. He had a thin layer of whiskers on his face at all times it seemed. His once trim and short hair had grown out a little longer. But his blue eyes, they still shined with the light and happiness they had had when he first met her. It had been odd for Sango, and while she had gotten older, she really hadn't changed that much. She was surprised every day that he still loved her, and her more mature figure.

She remembered all his confessions of love to her, even though they had always been slightly perverted. But most of all she still remembered all the times he risked his life, just to save her. She continued to walk next to him, but couldn't keep the blush off of her face while she continued to walk. She just couldn't get over his roguish figure. She didn't know if it drove her mad, or if it was one of the few things that kept her sane.

“What is it Sango?” Miroku asked. His blue eyes finally met her hazel ones, “A face and figure like hers could have only come from the god's .” Miroku thought to himself as he smiled at her. He had to admit he was surprised that their relationship had gone so far. Deep down inside however, he really wasn't all that surprised. He snaked an arm across her waist, and give her a small kiss on her head.

He sighed happily after walking several more miles, into a clearing inside the forest. A large field, full of flowers with a hill was all the eye could see for a great distance. In the middle a small babbling brook, some parts of it darting with the fish inside it.

Miroku blushed a little. “This is just like the place where we consummated our relationship.” Miroku thought, his mind fading to the memory. It had been a warm summer's night, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky, letting the stars dot the sky as the moon gave a warm romantic glow.

They had been on top of the hill, just silently standing next to each other, gazing at the stars. He had found the place by accident when they had been camping on one of their adventures. Inuyasha and Kagome had gone ahead that night, with Shippou and Kiara. It had been just the two of them that night. It didn't take that much to get her to the field's hill. “I want to show you something.” Was all he had said, and several minutes there they stood, standing together, looking up at the sky.

“What was it you wanted to show me?” Sango had asked with small hesitation in her voice.

“The stars.” Was Miroku's only reply.

Standing there with her, couldn't help but reach out and slowly grasp one hand of hers, in his. Although somewhat nervous of the gesture, Sango had stayed her breath to show no signs fear. He smiled when she had done that. “That's my demon slayer.” He had thought to himself, “Show no fear, no matter what.”

After several minutes had passed with the two just holding hands, Sango asked “What did you want me to see about the stars?”

“Their beauty.” Was his simple answer.

“They are pretty.” Sango said without thought.

“They may be, but their beauty could not begin to rival yours.” Miroku said in a calm tone, his eyes still gazing at the stars.

Sango blushed at the comment. She could feel the monk's hand grip hers tighter. His blue eyes slowly travelled downward, as her hazel eyes moved up, as they locked gazes with each other. A cool breeze flowed up and over the hill, giving Sango small goose bumps.

In the moonlight, Sango watched as Miroku slowly moved his head towards hers. As she felt his lips gently touch hers, she closed her eyes. She loved the feeling of warmth that came from his cheek, and the light tickle of his whiskers.

She raised her hand up to cup his cheek. She didn't know what it was, neither did Miroku, but they could both sense a wonderful kind of magic flow around them in the light of the moon. Miroku moved his face in closer and kissed her again. Her skin felt like the smoothest silk when it rubbed up against his face. He wanted to take her there and now, but he wanted it to be slow and special, and he wanted her to want and enjoy it too.

Slowly he brought her down on top of him whilst he kissed her lips tenderly. After several more moments, he felt her head rest on his chest, as she listened to his heart. It was beating faster than it had ever done in his life before.

Sango could hear the rapid beating of Miroku's heart through his robes, and knew her own heart was matching the same speed as his. He wrapped his arms around her and slowly started to kiss away from her lips, and down her neck. Sango blushed as she felt his lips against her neck, “Miroku…” she started to say with a small moan. Her body had never felt so alive before. She arched her back as she felt one of his hands pass over her breasts, only bumping against in by accident.

“Wait Miroku…” she started weakly.

“What?” Miroku asked, not pausing a second in his attack of kisses along her chin and neck. Slowly he ran his hand down her side, caressing the frame of her body through the tight leather demon hunter suit.

“What are you doing?” she asked, moaning, trying to catch his lips with hers.

Miroku stopped his kisses and looked at her blushing face. Gazing deep into her brown eyes he could say the only words his minds could help form in his mouth, “Showing you physically what I can't say verbally.” Rolling her over he now hovered his body over hers, as he watched her cheeks blush deeper.

Sango was confused and deeply sedated by the attention her body was receiving from Miroku. “What do you mean?” she asked.

Miroku stopped, and Sango squirmed quite noticeably underneath him because of it. “Gods Sango, can't you tell how much I love you?” he said in a soft voice. “Tonight I want to feel that love I have for you, above you, below you, around you and inside you.” He said before kissing her lips again.

“Wait Miroku… “Sango said, half-heartedly trying to push him off of her, “we can't do this…”

“Why not?” Miroku asked as he pushed his body weight on top of her, pressing all his weight against her so he could kiss her again.

“Because…” Sango said trying to think of some reason as to why she shouldn't enjoy the pleasure coursing through her body.

“Because why?” Miroku asked mischievously running the back of his left hand over her left breast. He could feel Sango shudder with pleasure beneath him.

“Ahh… Because… Because… Because…” Sango repeated, enjoying the sensation of her breast being gently caressed through the thin suit. Her mind felt foggy as she tried to find a reason to stop the monk.

“Because why?” Miroku asked again with a grin, as he softly touched her breast again, before running his hand down her stomach, letting it rest just above her hips, on her stomach. He smiled as he watched her hips buck up, moving on their own accord.

“I'm scared.” Sango said looking away.

“Then let me quell your fears.” Miroku whispered back.

“I don't know what to do.” Sango said blushing.

“Then let me show you.” Miroku said as he felt her arms start to give way.

“I don't want to be alone again.” Sango said looking at Miroku with tears in her eyes.

“Then let me show you my love, and never leave your side again.” Miroku whispered as he kissed her tears away.

Sango slowly started to wrap her arms around the monk, as Miroku lowered his lips to hers, kissing them softly. She felt like her body was on fire as he kissed her. She put her hands around the back of the Miroku's head, trying to make the kiss as deep as possible.

When they released for air Miroku started to undo the knots and buttons of the top of the suit. Sango blushed as she felt the gaze of the monk on her breasts as he removed the suits top.

Miroku started to kiss her shoulders and neck, loving the feeling of her soft, warm skin beneath his lips. He could feel her start to pull at his robes, not knowing what to untie to make them come off. He raised himself up onto his knees as he undid the knots that held the robes onto him. Slowly they fell away down to his waist. He leaned back down and kissed Sango again. This time he raised both Sango and himself up, as he undid the cloth that was wrapped around her breasts.

Sango blushed and looked away. Miroku however caught her head mid turn and turned her head to look at him. “Miroku.” She said in an uncomfortable tone, starting to tense up beneath Miroku.

“Shh” Miroku whispered, “you're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and your face is the most beautiful part of it. Please don't hide it from me.” He caressed her cheek as he leaned down to kiss her lips once again.

As he did, he felt the tension in Sango's body leave. Slowly he brought a hand to her bare breast. She gasped at the touch, as he pinched her nipple. Sango let out a small whine, the pinch had sent a jolt of pleasure through her body, which she had not been expecting. Miroku continued to caress Sango's breast, while his hand moved down to her stomach. Slowly he inched it down to her crotch as he started to kiss and suck the nipple he had just pinched.

Sango's chest heaved up and down. Miroku's touches and kisses had her body feeling like it was on fire. She had never felt anything like this before. When she felt Miroku begin to suck on her nipple, it sent electric shocks through her body, and she moaned loudly. Her mind could barely keep up with all the attention she was receiving from the monk.

Miroku got on his knees as he started to undo the knots of the straps that kept the pants of Sango's suit on. He gingerly kissed her stomach, enjoying the view of her breasts heaving, as he started to pull her pants down. As his kisses went lower and lower, Sango's head started to thrash from side to side. Her body felt so sensitive to Miroku's touches it was driving her crazy.

Miroku removed Sango's boots and finally the rest of her pants. He saw a red silken loincloth cover her womanhood, as he kissed his way back up her legs to her mouth. Getting up slightly he positioned himself against her back and sat her up against him in his lap.

Kissing the crook of her neck, he started to caress one of her breasts with one hand, while the other slowly worked its way down her stomach, and underneath the red loincloth.

Sango cried out and arched her back against Miroku's chest. The feeling of his warm skin pressed against hers only fanned the fire that was starting to form into a concentrated ball of heated tension in her loins. Suddenly she felt one of Miroku's fingers gently slide over her clit. Letting out another cry, she clenched a fistful of the Miroku's hair in one hand, and a fistful of his robes in the other.

She felt him lightly pinch her clit between his fingers. “MIROKU!” She shrieked, her back arching as much as it could. Miroku smiled, he enjoyed giving such great pleasure to the woman he loved, he was also enjoying the fact that she was so sensitive to his touch. “Does it feel good Sango?” he asked, knowing full well the answer, giving her clit another pinch.

“YES! MIROKU YES!” she screamed into the night air. Miroku started to kiss her neck again, as he inserted two fingers into Sango. Her pussy was hot and sopping wet, the walls of it clenched tightly around his two fingers. She panted heavily, large drops of sweat forming on her body, making it glisten in the moonlight. Her chest rose high, and fell heavily with each breath she took.

As Miroku slowly pumped his two fingers out of Sango, he pulled down the red silk undergarment with his other hand. Getting her to take one leg out of it, he spread her apart, and now both his hands went to work at her pussy. He opened her beautiful slit with two fingers of one hand, and continued to pump the two fingers of the other hand in and out of her.

Sango felt the ball of heat in her loins start to expand, it felt like it might explode any minute if he kept this up. “Miroku”, Sango panted breathlessly, “Miroku something's HAPPENING!” she shouted. “It's ok Sango, that's normal, just let it come naturally.”

“MIROKU!” Sango screamed again, the constant pistoning of his fingers, and the combination of his voice and hot breath in her ear finally made the ball of heat explode. Sango's body started to convulse with the waves of pleasure that washed over. Miroku immediately moved the one hand that was not fingering her up and around her chest, holding her body tightly against his, as he felt her shake as she rode out wave after wave of her orgasm.

After several moments, her body stopped convulsing. Now she shook slightly, with both of Miroku's arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly to him. A question popped into Miroku's head, “Sango,” he asked, “was that your first orgasm?”

Miroku watched as she slowly nodded her head. Miroku felt somewhat proud. The first orgasm the woman he loved had, was because of him. He kissed her neck again, “Did you enjoy it?” he teased.

“Don't… ask stupid…. Questions… Miroku.” Sango said brokenly in-between breaths.

Miroku let out a small chuckle. “Do you want to keep going?” he asked her.

After several large breaths, Sango nodded. “Just let me catch my breath first.” She said. After several minutes passed she turned around in Miroku's lap and gave his lips a small kiss. “I'm ready now Miroku.” She said her eyes half closed, while her face carried a red blush on it.

Miroku smiled before he kissed her and laid her down on her back. He removed the rest of his robes, and fundoshi, revealing his erect throbbing cock.

He kissed Sango as he spread her legs. Still wet from her first orgasm, Miroku moistened the tip of his cock with her pussy juice, before positioning just outside her entrance. Deepening the kiss Miroku thrust his entire length into her. Sango cried out in pain, as she felt him rip through her hymen.

Once fully inside, Miroku held himself still inside her. “I'm sorry Sango,” he said looking down at her as he saw small tears form in her eyes. “I'll wait until you're ready for me to start moving okay?” he asked leaning his head down and kissing the tears from her eyes. “I wanted this part to be over as soon as possible. I'm sorry it had to hurt.” He said through clenched teeth.

Her pussy was incredibly tight, and its walls clamped tightly around his member. He grunted as he fought every urge to thrust into her. The next several minutes that passed felt like an eternity to Miroku.

Sango saw his face and to her it looked like he was in some kind of pain. She raised a hand to his face, “I'm ready.” She said in an unsteady voice. “You sure?” he asked. She nodded her head and Miroku began.

He started slow at first, pulling out little by little, but always ramming all the way back in each time. Each time he did he heard Sango moan in pleasure and increase her breathing speed. Miroku grit his teeth as he pulled out farther and slammed hard into her again, and again.

Sango's legs wrapped around Miroku's hips; as she felt her own hips rise up to meet each of his thrusts with one of her own. Every time she felt Miroku's cock enter her pussy, she felt it hit something deep inside her that made the tense feeling of heat in her loins build at a much faster pace.

All she could do was pant his name as she felt him cause the heat to continue to build, with each thrust. She felt his lips cover hers in a deep kiss, as Miroku started to fully pull out and thrust back in. Miroku was on the verge of exploding but he did his best to refrain from cumming just yet. He wanted this experience to be special for the both of them. However her pussy grimed him firmly like a velvet glove, its heat and wetness were slowly starting to drive him over the edge.

Sango closed her eyes, as she broke the kiss and brought her forehead against Miroku's. “Ahh, Miroku, please, I'm close again!” she said moaning in a pleading tone.

Miroku could only grunt in response, he was doing his but not to cum yet. Hearing Sango's plea was of no help to him right now. He continued to thrust deeply into Sango, as her short pants reached his ears. Miroku continued to pump until he felt Sango's pussy suddenly clamp around him, as she cried out his name, with several final pumps, Miroku felt himself shoot his seed deep inside Sango. Her walls milked his rock hard cock, getting every bit of seed out of it, until finally he fell to his side, rolling Sango on top of him, himself still deep inside her.

He felt her pussy still milk his cock while both he and she panted, their naked sweaty bodies gleaming in the moonlight. Finally Sango collapsed on top of him, unable to hold her shaking body up still. As the orgasms of the two lovers finally stopped, Miroku pulled his robes over their naked bodies.

“Miroku.” He heard Sango say.

“Hmm.” Was Miroku's response.

Miroku!” he heard her say again.

“What?” he asked softly.

“MIROKU!” he heard before he felt a hard slap across his face bringing him back to reality, “You've been standing there for the past 5 minutes with your eyes closed! I thought maybe you had been meditating, but when I saw that perverted grin cross your face, I knew meditation was probably the FARTHEST thing from your mind! WHAT THE HELL are you thinking about!?” he heard Sango yell.

Miroku shook his head an opened his eyes, to see an angry Sango staring directly at him; her face not more than a few inches from his. He blushed as he scratched his head with a smile and said “Our first night together.”

Sango blushed at the comment. Her face no longer had anger written all over it, instead she wore a small smile on it now. “Do you remember it?” he asked leaning forward and kissing her lips.

The kiss caught Sango off guard, as she stumbled backward. Miroku was immediately there to catch her, looking down at her he asked smiling “Well do you?”

Sango continued to blush, but she nodded her head “Of course I remember it.”Holding Miroku's hand, she brought it up to her face and leaned her head into it. “How could I forget? It was like magic almost.” She took a step closer to the monk. “However magical it was though…” she said before winding up and socking Miroku straight in the face, sending him to the ground, “IT DOES NOT PREVENT YOU FROM OUR TRAINING!” she screamed as she punched him.

Miroku got up off the ground clutching his cheek. “You know that hurt.” He said rubbing his cheek, spitting out a little blood.

“Then move faster.” Sango said swishing her hair as she walked away.

Miroku grabbed his staff and threw it intentionally having it miss Sango's head by mere inches. When it landed right in front of her, Sango turned around, drew her katana, and charged. “If that's how you want start training!” she yelled leaping down at him, she brought the katana down with her missing as Miroku dodged the attack.

“Not exactly how I wanted to start,” Miroku said, stomping on the blade, “but if you want me to move faster,” he said launching a back kick square into her left shoulder, causing her to retreat from her sword, “you better keep up too.”

“And to think,” Sango said, getting up from the ground, “I thought you only stared at my ass the entire time I taught you how to fight.” Pulling out her new manriki-gusari she started to swing it slowly. Miroku lowered his body ready to dodge the long chain, whilst grabbing the hilt of the katana.

“I did stare at your ass for most of it.” He said with a grin. Sango launched the weighted end of the manriki-gusari directly towards Miroku's fate. Dipping his head to the side he drew the katana from the ground and chopped down on top of the chain, causing it to wrap around the sword.

Miroku held the chain wrapped around the katana in his hands, causing blood to slowly come down the side of the katana. “You're getting my new chain bloody.” Sango said. “How about we make a deal then?”

“What kind of deal?” Sango said.

“From here on out we don't use weapons.” Miroku said.

“I can agree to that.” Sango said dropping the manriki-gusari, while Miroku dropped the katana.

“One other thing, can we take ten, and bandage my hands now?” Miroku asked.

“Yes we can bandage your hands.” Sango said with a small sigh.

Sesshomaru, Rin, Jaken, Lochai: Day 1

Sesshomaru kept several steps in front of his new and unwanted traveling companion. Sesshomaru not only hated the terrible aura and smell of death that came from him, but he even hated for what he wore. The sight of the faded, black tattered robes screamed to the world “Hello, I'm a worthless peasant!” Sesshomaru wanted nothing more to impale whatever hid behind the robes, and send it back to the human named Sandro, with an attached note that said no man was his master.

What he hated even more than his new travelling companion, were the crystal arms he was forced to wear as new limbs. It wasn't so much the fact that he had been defeated, although that still made his blood boil. A human, beating a demon as powerful as he, how was that even possible. If he had only had both arms, he would have slaughtered that corrupt wizard. No, even with all that, the thing that made hate rush through his body, making it hotter than lava, was the fact that Sandro had the audacity to threaten him with killing Rin.

That pompous human wizard, he would rip Sandro's black heart from its chest when he got his old arms back. He didn't care what it would take, but he would make the human pay. But even though the hate he felt for the human wizard was still justified in his eyes, the human did have a point.

The lands of the west had indeed started to slowly come under trouble during the slow rise of Naraku. It seemed like every day his territory was being taken over by the demonic menace, slowly but surely. It was true he would need an ally, but the other demon lords would leap at the chance to side with Naraku, and kill him and his small army, if he ever showed a moment of weakness, or they heard of the new changes that had just taken place.

A scowl settled on Sesshomaru's face. He hated the thought of taking a human as an ally. If he were to do that, the demon lord's of the other lands would make him the laughing stock of Japan. These thoughts were making his inner rage climb even higher.

He decided to change gear in his thoughts and think about Rin. That would calm him down. He remembered when he met the girl, she had grown since then. She was almost fourteen now, and he had been scouring the land for a proper suitor for her. He had raised her to be a princess, but somehow in the midst of him raising the human, she had turned into more of a tomboy. She didn't like dresses, she hated being in the castle, and recently he had found out she had been learning how to handle a katana. He had vowed to kill the servant who had dared teach her such a thing.

“Speaking of killing servants…” he thought to himself. Maybe there would be a way to kill this “Lochai”, during his trip. The thought pleased him immensely. Yes, maybe he could find a demon to fight on the trip, and in the middle of battle kill the creature called Lochai.

“How far to Jaken, and the child?” The deep and unearthly voice said behind him.

Sesshomaru ignored the question. He answered to no person or thing, and he would most certainly not answer to whatever the creature was behind him.

Several more minutes passed before the voice sounded off again, “How far to Jaken, and the child?”

“The nerve of the creature.” Sesshomaru thought to himself. He was not going to answer, and if the creature asked again, the accident of the servant being killed by a demon, would occur right here.

Several more minutes passed and the voice sounded off once more, “How far to Jaken, and the child?”

That was the last straw. Sesshomaru turned and readied the crystal claws to slice through the creature's throat. Sesshomaru started to follow through with the slice when his arm stopped a hairs breath from the cloak of the creature, against Sesshomaru's will.

“Sandro is not the only one with power over your new arms.” The creature said almost laughingly.

Sesshomaru's eyes went red. He would kill this creature and it's master the very second he got his original arms back. Unfortunately he could not transform into his demonic form, because Rin and Jaken were only about half a mile away by now. His anger grew higher as he felt the arm lower itself to his side, against his will.

“Not, far.” Sesshomaru said through gritted teeth, turning around and continuing the walk.

Never before had he been treated with such disrespect, he thought as he let out a low growl, his face starting to return to its normal, stoic composure. The human wizard would most certainly die the second he got his arms back.

From far in the distance, Rin and Jaken saw Sesshomaru walking towards them. “Sesshomaru!” Rin called out waving her hand and laughing.

“Mistress Rin, please behave more like a lady!” squawked Jaken.

Rin ignored him and continued to wave in the air. While she did, Jaken squinted his eyes. It was his lord coming towards him, but he could swear he could see another figure as well. “Oh well.” Thought Jaken, his lordship did what he wanted whatever he wanted to do.

But as Sesshomaru drew closer with the second figure, Jaken felt the change of the aura in the air. Its feeling was unmistakable. “Oh dear.” Jaken said with a worried tone.

“What's wrong Jaken?” asked Rin, as the figures drew closer.

Jaken waited several minutes to watch the figures draw closer. There was no mistaking it now, the aura, the robes, even the smell in the air. Jaken tensed as he waited for his lord to approach him.

“Jaken?” Rin asked.

“Mistress Rin,” Jaken said to Rin in a panicked tone, “you must do your best to not annoy your lord. I believe something bad may have happened.”

“Do you think he's hurt?” Rin said, her face changing to one of concern.

“I will do my best to find out. But for now we must be very quiet.” Jaken finished his sentence just as Sesshomaru, with his new crystal arms, walked into earshot.

Jaken bowed and kept his eyes on the ground as he greeted his lord “I am glad to see your safe return my lord, what are your orders.”

Rin however couldn't keep her eyes off of Sesshomaru's new arms, or his new travelling companion, who's appearance scared her slightly. “Lord Sesshomaru-“ Rin began, but stopped as soon as he looked at her.

“Follow.” Was all Sesshomaru said, his tone was one of dead seriousness, and that he was not to be questioned right now.