Warning: This chapter is rated NC-17

“Let’s head back to the cabin.”

Inu-Yasha picked up the pile of wood and the two of them started walking. While walking Kagome quickly shot a glance at Inu-Yasha.

“Inu-Yasha has a such a sorrowful look on his face.  I wonder what’s bothering him?”

As they neared the camp Kagome heard some movement in a bush up ahead. Kagome stopped dead in her tracks. Inu-Yasha kept walking. He then looked back and motioned for Kagome to keep walking. As they walked the footsteps of their stalker started to speed up. Kagome stared at Inu-Yasha to see what she should do.      Inu-Yasha stared at her and mouthed for her to run. Kagome took his advice and began to run but slowed down to see what Inu-Yasha would do. Inu-Yasha dropped the firewood and jumped straight into the air. No sooner Inu-Yasha leaped into the air Kagome hid in the bushes. Inu-Yasha jumped into one of the trees. As he came out he held a tall skinny guy wearing a gray Kimono. Inu-Yasha threw the guy on the ground. Kagome came out of the bushes and walked towards Inu-Yasha.

            “Who is he?”

            “Didn’t I tell you to run to the cabin,” said Inu-Yasha.

            “I wanted to see who it was.”

The man on the ground started to move. Inu-Yasha grabs the guy by the collar and starts to yell at him.

            “Who are you and why were you following us!?”

The man starts to speak in a frightened tone.

            “D… Don’t kill me!”

            “Why not?!” yelled Inu-Yasha

            “I wasn’t trying to hurt you or your friend .”

            “Then why were you following us?!”

            “I was looking for a taiiji-ya.”

            “Who?”

Kagome joins the conversation “I think he means Sango.”

            “Why do you want Sango?” asked Inu-Yasha with a much calmer voice.

            “My village is being attacked by a horrible demon, and I was wondering  if  she could help us.” Explained the terrified man.

Inu-Yasha gave the man a skeptical look. He did not trust him. Inu-Yasha glances at Kagome who nods her head. Inu-Yasha lets go of the man.

            “I’ll take you to her, but if you try one thing to harm anyone, I’ll  slice you into tiny pieces! You hear me!”

The man nodded and Inu-Yasha pushed him forward.

            It was dark out the stars were shining in the clear blue sky . The trees were swaying in the wind. It was quiet out. All that could be heard was the calm wind as it brushed against the trees. Inside the cabin were the shadows of four people and one cat. From the far corner of the room came a faint purring sound. The noise was coming from  a small yellow cat.  Next to the cat sat a small boy with a small fury tail. The boy was  a kitsune by the name of Shippou, and the cat’s name was Kirara. Shippou sat in the corner scratching the little neko’s ears. Several feet away from the kitsune stood the tall skinny hanyou with his long white hair and small furry ears, wearing his red kimono. Inu-Yasha  spoke to a tall, skinny man sitting three feet from him.

            “Sango-sama will talk to you when she comes back,” said the hanyou with a frustrated tone. He then directed his voice towards shippou. “Have you any clue where she went?”

Shippou looked up at Inu-Yasha and spoke in a calm voice.” No, apparently she snuck through the window in her room… at least that’s what Miroku-sama suggested.”

Just then Inu-Yasha looked around the room as if he was desperately looking for a certain monk.

            “Where is the lecherous bouzu anyway?”

            “He went to look for Sango-sama,” answered shippou.

            “Alone?!” said Inu-Yasha. “Didn’t Kagome-sama say not to let him out of your sight?!?”

Shippou was speechless he head totally forgot that Miroku wasn’t  to be trusted  alone with a women, especially Sango. Meanwhile wandering around in the dark is the tall, skinny taiiji-ya, Sango. She is searching for a place to wash up and relax in. While she wanders the woods  in search of a lake  or a hot spring  her friend  Miroku is preparing  for a bath about thirty feet from where  she stands. Standing  at the edge of the hot spring  Miroku kneels down and places his hand in the water to check how warm it is.  He takes his hand out of the water  shakes it dry and stands up. He then begins to remove his robes. He slides it off and folds it neatly under a bush before entering the hot spring. He walks to the center of the hot spring where the water is just below his stomach.  Exposing his strong muscular chest and some of his tightly built abs. He sat in the center  of the hot spring staring at his hand with the rosary beads wrapped around it. He was in deep concentration.

            “To think I have only a short time to live before this thing sucks me into it. Like it did to my dad.”

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“Daddy Noooo!”

“Miroku stay back, you’ll be sucked in with your dad too!”

The young monk struggles to get free of the old mans grip, as he watches everything being sucked into the Kazaana in his fathers hand. One by one everything around Miroku’s dad got sucked into the Kazaana.  The Kazaana was creating such a huge crater as it sucked everything in. Then there’s a big flash of light,  Miroku’s  dad yells and the young monk’s voice can be heard in the background yelling out dad.  As the light disappears all that is left is  a big crater. There is no sign of Miroku’s dad. The young monk falls to his knees and starts to cry.  

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A small tear trickles down Miroku’s face.  Miroku wipes it away.

            “I can’t believe that after all these years I still cry over my fathers death.”

Just then Miroku hears a faint sound. It is the sound of footsteps drawing closer and closer. Miroku looks around for somewhere to hide. He spots a little cave behind a tiny waterfall. He quickly swims into the cave. Then he realizes he had left his robes under the bushes. He was about to get it when he heard the footsteps get closer. So he stayed hidden inside the cave and prayed that who ever it was didn’t see him or his robes. He kept his eyes focused in the direction of the noise. The footsteps grew louder as the person drew closer.  Then Miroku saw the outline of the person as it drew nearer.  Then the person stepped into the light of the moon. Miroku got a clear look at the person. He was relieved to see who the person was. It was none other than his companion Sango. Miroku was about to leave the cave when he saw Sango beginning to remove her black cat suit.  He decided to stay hidden. He didn’t want to end up scaring Sango and have her slap him. Sango removed her clothing. She folded it neatly at the edge of the spring and slowly walked into the hot spring. Miroku stood in the cave watching Sango’s every move. Not letting his eyes leave the sight of her beautifully slender , yet built body. Then he realized that he should give her some privacy for once. He looked down at the water. At this point Sango was already floating around in the hot spring. Miroku decided to turn around so he wouldn’t be tempted to stare. But had forgotten that any movement might startle  Sango.  Forgetting that, he quickly turned around causing several ripples in the spring and causing the water to splash against the wall of the cave. Which surely enough had startled Sango.

            “Who…Who’s there?” Sango looked around and spotted some rocks along the side of the spring. She walked over to them with the water splashing against her legs and picked up three rocks. She then looked towards the cave and raised one of the rocks and aimed it at the entrance of the cave.

“Show yourself… or else!”

Nobody answered. Sango threw one of the rocks and surely enough it hit someone.

            “OW.”

            “That voice.” Thought Sango.

Then slowly someone began to move out of the cave. One hand rubbing his head  where the rock hit and the other one raised in the air to shown that he surrendered.

            “Alright, Alright. I give in.”

            “Who…are…” Sango stopped as soon as the person moved into the light  of the moon.

            “Houshi-sama!?” Sango couldn’t believe her eyes.

             “Yes.” Miroku moved forward and stared at Sango. She was standing in front of him with the water up to her stomach. Showing her entire upper body. Sango noticed Miroku staring at her body. She blushed and sunk her body into the water until her head was above it.

            “What do you think you’re doing spying on me like that!?” yelled Sango.

            “Hey, Hey!  I didn’t mean to.”  Sango shot Miroku a skeptical look.  Miroku saw this and began to explain. “I was bathing here when I heard someone coming. I hid in the cave so I wouldn’t  be seen. Then I saw you. I was in a way relieved to see you, and was about to come out  when I saw you undressing..”

Sango began to blush even more. “You watched me undress!!?” she yelled. Miroku went on with his explanation as if he didn’t hear a word she said. But he did and started to smile.

            “I didn’t want to scare you so I decided to stay hidden.”

            “More like you didn’t want me to put my clothes back on.” Mumbled Sango. But Miroku continued.

            “At first I do admit I did stare a bit, but then I decided to turn around…Which was a bad idea.” He said mumbling the last five words.

            “What was that?!” yelled Sango.

            “Oh, nothing. Nothing.” Said Miroku with a small grin on his face.

Sango stared at Miroku who stood in front of her with his muscular chest and tight abs shinning in the moonlight. Sango stared at his body a while before looking at his eyes. When she looked at his face she saw him with an even bigger smile on his face. She began to blush.

            “What!?” She said trying to hide her now red face.

            “Do you like what you see?” chuckled the Buddhist monk.

Sango stood quiet. She lowered her face and stared at the water. She was almost as red as a tomato. Sango heard the water splashing. When she looked up there was Miroku standing right in front of her.  Only inches away from her. She stared into his eyes and he stared into hers. After what seemed like eternity to Sango, Miroku kneeled down in front of her. She attempted to move back but Miroku grabbed her arm, and pulled her close. Sango stares into Miroku’s eyes. She has a sad look on her face.

            “Sango-sama?” Said Miroku with a questioning yet soothing voice.

            “Y…Yes H…Houshi-sama?” Said Sango. Trying to talk with the big knot in her throat.

            “Are you OK?”

            “Y…Yes why?”

            “You look so sad.”

“If only you knew how much I’ve wanted to be with you,” Thought Sango. Miroku placed his hand under her chin and leaned into her. Drawing his face closer and closer to her. Until his lips met hers. For a moment Sango felt like pushing him away. But as she gazed into his eyes and felt his smooth lips against hers, her emotions took over. She wrapped one arm around Miroku’s neck. Miroku wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her closer. He broke off the kiss a gazed into her eyes and she gazed into his. He smiled at Sango causing her to blush as she returned the smile. Then he leaned over and began kissing her below her jaw. He then worked his way down to her neck. Making short brief kisses so he wouldn’t leave any marks. Sango’s breathing began to quicken as he kissed his way  to her shoulder. He pulled her up from the water showing her upper body and began kissing his way to her chest. He then began to kiss her left breast. Sango’s breathing started to quicken.

“H…H…Houshi-sama?!” Stuttered Sango.

            “Yes, Sango-sama” Mumbled the monk as he continued to kiss Sango.

            “I…I…Don’t…Th…think we should…”

            “Yess?” mumbled Miroku as he continued to kiss her body.

            “…Be doing this.”

Miroku lifted his head  and stared at Sango.

            “Sango-sama do you have feelings for me?”

Sango was quiet . She began to blush.

            “Y…Yes.”

            “Then it’s ok. As long as we both have feelings for each other it’s ok.”

With that said Miroku kissed Sango’s lips. Sango moaned as he kissed her. He began rubbing his tongue against her lips. Sango got the hint and opened her mouth allowing his tongue to enter. After what seemed like hours of Miroku’s tongue probing her mouth Miroku finally pulled away. Sango held his neck not wanting him to stop kissing her. He smiled and began to kiss her again. Only this time he placed both hands on her waist and pulled her as close as he could to him. She felt his pelvis against hers and she jumped  slightly but tried to ignore it. Then Miroku slid his hand down to Sango’s rear and groped it. Yet this time Sango didn’t follow after with a smack. Instead she moaned as he did so. The water temperature felt like it was rising as Sango and Miroku stood there embracing each other in a strong yet loving grip. While still kissing Sango, Miroku walked her over to the edge of the spring. Where he lifted her to the edge. Pulling all but her legs from the water. Standing next to her, now at equal height Miroku slid his hand to Sango’s thigh, where Sango grabbed his hand. She pulled away from the kiss and spoke.

            “Don’t think about teasing me Houshi-sama.”

Miroku chuckled. “Still calling me Houshi eh?”

Miroku smiled as he leaned close to Sango. Sango placed both hands on his chest to stop him so she could ask him a question. But as her hands touched his warm muscular chest the knot in her throat was so big she couldn’t speak. At least she tried to but nothing came out. Miroku saw this and took advantage. He grabbed one of her hands and kissed it then leaned forward and brought his chest as close to her as he could. He then leaned his head to her ear and whispered in it.

            “How’s this?” the voice of Miroku’s tickled Sango’s ears as he spoke sending a chill through her body causing her to breathe heavy. Sango tried to talk but she couldn’t.   So Miroku decided to move on. For a while now, his ardor was throbbing, and by the way Sango was breathing he could tell she wanted him in her. So he leaned against the edge. She got the hint and spread her legs so he can enter easily.

            “Are you sure you want to do this Sango-sama?”

“Yes.”

“You do know it will hurt at first?”

            “Yes but still I love you Hou…Miroku-sama.”

Miroku smiled “I love you too Sango-sama.”

He moved towards Sango and slowly slid himself into her women hood. When he reached her hymen he looked at her to see if she really wanted him to continue. She nodded her head and Miroku thrusted himself in. He did it quick so that she wouldn’t feel so much pain. Indeed as  he first thrusted in  she felt it. She bit her bottom lip and nodded for Miroku to continue, and that he did. Miroku thrusted in and out at a slow pace then after a minute he started to increase his pace.  As he thrusted in and out Sango arched her back and bit back a moan. Miroku  realized he now had her. Sango now belonged to him. With that in his head he smiled and increased his speed. Sango followed his movement. After what seemed like eternity. Miroku started to reach his climax. He looked at Sango and realized that she too was almost at her peak. He moved faster causing her to moan.

            “Oh! Miroku!”

Miroku chuckled. Then Sango wrapped her legs tightly around Miroku. Miroku thrusted in all the way and let his seed fill her.

            “Now that I have filled her she is definitely mine,”  Miroku thought to himself.

After they recovered their energy Sango slid into the water. Miroku sat next to her. He stared at her and she stared at him. He grabbed her chin and kissed her one more time.

            “Come we must return to the cabin before Inu-Yasha and Kagome notice us missing,” Whispered the monk. Miroku lifted himself out of the hot spring and dressed himself. When he was fully dressed he turned around so that his back was to Sango. Giving her a bit of privacy as she dressed. When they both fully dressed they started to head back to the cabin. Miroku grabbed Sango’s hand. She curled her fingers into his and leaned on his shoulder as they walked side-by-side to the cabin.

The End