Close Encounters Of The Fluffy Kind

Though not a patient hanyou, Inu Yasha sat by Miroku until the sun began to set. When the monk finally opened his eyes and looked around, Inu Yasha stood up and said, “We need to talk. Now.”

Miroku shook his head. “If this is about Lady Sango, then I would rather not. I would ask that you stay out of my personal business when it comes to that particular woman.” He said, his violet eyes going to the ground.

Inu Yasha opened his mouth to argue, but was stopped when Miroku turned his back on him. Finally, Inu Yasha’s temper reached its peak. As the monk walked away, Inu Yasha yelled, “You act like her old man. He was a womanizer as well and she saw the shame it to her mother. How can you stand there and expect her to know how to act in situations that is nearly identical to the one she saw with her own parents? You need to see the trouble beneath the surface, you ass.”

Miroku stopped. When he turned, Inu Yasha took a step back. He had never seen the monk look so scary.

“You are my friend, Inu Yasha. However, what Lady Sango has experienced in her past has nothing to do with me. I have made my decision and I am going to stand beside it. She claims to love me, but her fists say otherwise and so help me if she lays another finger upon my body, I will not hesitate to hit back.” He said, his staff clenched tightly in his hands.

Inu Yasha sighed. “Then, my friend, I will stand beside you, but do not think for one minute that I agree with you. People react to different situations based on their own experience, and I will agree that she needs to be less violent, but you have also had a part in this. Had you simply kept your hands to yourself, she would not have been so defensive.” He said, bushing past Miroku. He walked to the palace. He needed to think.
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Sango opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. Her head hurt and she felt movement on one of her legs. Kilala lay upon her thigh and mewled at her when she moved. Sango sat up and rubbed her temples. How long had she been asleep?

She sighed and got out of bed. She reached for a robe and placed it around her shoulders. Was she too violent? Looking back on things, perhaps she was too violent, but she had seen how distraught her mother had become and that was why she was the way she was. However, Miroku was right and she never should have hit him. She should have explained her situation to him and then perhaps they could have worked things out. She walked to the door and opened it. She walked down the hall to the hot springs and when she looked up, she saw Miroku walking towards her. Her heart began to thump wildly and she lifted her head a bit, but he did not look at her, instead he walked past her without even stopping. She lowered her head and felt the familiar sting of tears. Sighing, she went into the hot spring and closed the door.

She sat in the spring for almost an hour, and jumped when she heard Inu Yasha’s voice. He told her that it was nearly time for dinner and that Kouga had arrived with his mate. She told him that she was not hungry and that she would not be joining them.

He sighed and told her that he understood. When he was gone, she felt her body shake and she fought back the urge to vomit. So, this was how it felt to have a broken heart. It was horrible.
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Kagome and Ayame sat together on the bench in the garden and spoke about their men. Kagome giggled when Ayame told her that when they first mated, Kouga actually fell off the bed when he saw her naked.

Kagome told Ayame about how she and Sesshomaru were doing and secretly envied Ayame for her mark. When had her feelings changed? At first, she had dreaded being around Sesshomaru, but now all she could do was imagine them together for the rest of their lives and when he had told her that he wanted her for the rest of his life, she had nearly asked him to mark her right there and then.

But, she knew her male. He would never go back on his promise and would want to wait until the year was up. After all, he was a youkai of his word. Damn him.

Ayame looked around and asked, “So, where is Sango? Wait, let me guess, she is with that hentai monk of hers.”

Kagome shook her head. “Actually, Miroku kind of ended things with Sango. He said that she was too violent for his tastes and I can kind of see his point, but I can see hers as well.” She replied.

Ayame lifted an eyebrow. “Well, he is lucky that he isn’t a youkai or that Sango is not youkai with a tribe that would stand up for her. I am going to be brutally honest with you, Kagome. Though his antics are a bit amusing, they are not respectful. Each time his hand goes to her backside, it is as though he is telling her that she is not worthy of his respect. Female youkai do not tolerate such advances unless from their mate, and only then after the mate proves his dominance over her. The monk has overstepped his boundaries many times, and I am surprised at her control. Had she been youkai, he would be dead, by either her hand or the hand of one of the males from her tribe.” She said, her voice grave.

Kagome sighed. “I just can’t understand why they can’t talk. This could all be resolved if only they would sit down and speak frankly, but instead, he will not listen to her and I am not sure that Sango knows how to say what she feels.” She replied.

Ayame shook her head and was about to respond, but jumped when a pair of hands fell onto her shoulders. The females looked up and saw the blue eyes of Kouga. His smile was bright and he helped his mate to her feet and then offered his hand to Kagome.

“I’m glad to see you, Kagome. How are you?” He asked as he gave her a quick hug. Kagome smiled and replied, “I am fine. I can see that the two of you are doing well. Let me guess, Sesshomaru sent for you and used his usual way of persuasion.”

Kouga laughed. “Actually, no. He asked and I accepted. I knew that Ayame wanted to see you again, and an alliance with the west would be beneficial to my tribe. So, here we are and we will stay until the end.” He said, his eyes straying down to Ayame’s firm backside.

Ayame groaned. Ever since they mated, he could not keep his hands off of her. She knew that she was not in heat, but she wondered what in the hell happened to him to make him so horny.

Sesshomaru strolled out to the gardens and stood by Kagome. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her close.

“Thank you for coming, Prince Kouga. You and your mate are welcomed in my home. Dinner is about to be served, so let us go into the dining room and eat before you and I discuss matters, wolf.” Sesshomaru said as he turned to walk back into the palace. He looked down at Kagome, who was tucked away in his arm. He smirked and decided that she looked good there.

When they got to the dining room, Sesshomaru held out Kagome’s seat, while Kouga held out Ayame’s. The females made small talk as the others walked in and giggled when Inu Yasha stalked in and flipped his brother and Kouga off. Apparently, someone did not like the fact that his brother and former adversary were getting along.

While dinner was being served, Kagome kept looking at the door and watching for Sango. Inu Yasha noticed what she was doing and said, “You can stop looking, Kagome. She is not coming to dinner.”

Kagome stared at the hanyou, but then turned her attention to her plate. This was not good.

Kouga looked around the table and then addressed Miroku. “Don’t you think that you should go and check on your mate? She might be sick.” He said, his eyes narrowing in concern.

Miroku glared at the wolf. “Lady Sango and I are not mates.” He said, his voice clipped.

Kouga nodded solemnly. “Ah, so she got tired of your wandering hand, did she? Well, you had it coming.” He said as he picked up his fork.

Miroku’s eyes flashed with anger. “What in the hell is that supposed to mean?” He snarled. He was getting sick and tired of everyone siding with Sango.

“It means, jackass, that in the youkai world, you were asking for her to smack you. You are the one who brought all of those smacks onto yourself. You disregarded Sango’s feelings each and every single time she warned you not to touch her backside, but instead of listening and respecting her request, you ignored what she wanted and did what you desired. Personally, if it were me, I would have killed the offender, but no, she simply continued to warn you, hoping that one day, you would see the error of your ways.” Inu Yasha growled. He stood up and told one of the servants to fix another plate. He glared at the monk and when the plate was brought to him, he grabbed it, his plate, and some silverware and told the group that he was taking dinner to Sango and that he would be eating with her.

Miroku felt a bit of his anger leave. Was he in the wrong? Did he earn every single one of those smacks when he fondled her? He glanced up at Kagome and found her looking down at her plate. He would speak to her after dinner.
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Inu Yasha made his way to Sango’s room and stopped at her door. He called out for Sango to open the door and when she did, he pushed his way in. He heard her gasp and quickly set up the small table that sat beside a window by her bed.

“Come on. You need to eat and I am not going to let you hurt yourself over that monk. He doesn’t deserve your tears, Sango.” Inu Yasha said, his hand extended out towards her.

Sango smiled at her friend and took the hand that was extended towards her. Together, they ate their dinner and talked of many things. By the time they were through, both had a better understanding of each other and it warmed both to know that in many ways, they were kindred spirits.

Sango was amazed to find that Inu Yasha actually had a soft side to him and wondered how it was that she had missed it. He spoke gently towards her and made her laugh several times. He had a wicked sense of humor and she could not help but feel that Kagome was too hard on him, but then again, she did not know what happened between them when they were alone, so she really could not judge either of them for their actions against each other.

Inu Yasha could not understand why it was that Miroku felt the need to look at other women when he had a woman like Sango. She was funny, sweet, feisty, and compassionate. He had been comparing her to Kagome for the past couple of hours and found that what he had seen in Kagome, he found in Sango as well. Both women were sexy, but Kagome’s sex appeal was mostly due to her innocence and naivety, but Sango’s sex appeal came from the fact that she knew what she wanted and went after it with fierce determination. He now had a choice to make. Should he continue to pine for Kagome, a woman who was extremely beautiful and powerful, but who had obviously fallen for his brother, or Sango, a woman who was as wild as she was beautiful. Well, since Kagome was now Sesshomaru’s woman, he would pursue Sango. As for Kikyo, well, she could go to hell. Again. And alone.

After dinner, Inu Yasha talked Sango into going to the gardens with him, and to his delight, she accepted. Hand-in-hand, they walked along the paths and talked about their childhoods. They laughed at each other’s jokes and lent comfort for the other’s plights. It seemed that they were perfect for each other.
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Kagome stood at the window of the master bedchamber and watched as her friends walked together in the garden. She felt a slight pang of jealousy, but quickly squashed it down. She smiled as she saw Inu Yasha lean forward and kiss Sango’s lips.

“It is rude to watch a couple in their intimate moments.” Sesshomaru said, coming behind Kagome and placing his arms around her waist.

Kagome giggled. “Well, think about this as payback for Inu Yasha intruding upon our intimate moment.”

“Indeed.” Sesshomaru agreed, and he, too, watched as his half brother and the slayer found comfort in each other’s arms.

“I wonder how Miroku is going to take this?” Kagome wondered, her dark eyes looking up at the taiyoukai. When he shrugged, she sighed. It was not going to be very pretty when the monk found out that Inu Yasha and Sango had feelings for each other. When Sesshomaru tugged on her hand, she turned and walked back to the bed. With a sigh, she allowed him to untie her obi and then part her kimono. The smirk on his face told Kagome that she would have some very pleasant dreams that night.
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Lord Sasko and Kumiko arrived at the western palace early in the morning. It was clear by the expression on Kumiko’s face that she was unhappy and determined. Her father looked worn out and he walked behind his angry daughter as she made her way to the front door.

The guards quickly let her in and she walked into the main hall. She could hear people talking and saw that Jaken was now staring at her. The toad rolled his eyes and then went to the dining room to announce her and her father’s arrival.

Kumiko stomped to the dining hall and brushed past Jaken, who made soft gagging noises. She saw Sesshomaru, Inu Yasha, Miroku, and Kouga stand up. She narrowed her eyes on the young woman who was sitting next to Sesshomaru and then said, “I have been told that you have taken a mate, or rather you have an intended. Have I heard correctly, Lord Sesshomaru?”

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes, and then recognized her father, Lord Sasko, who was standing in the doorway. He shook his head and called for Jaken to take the exhausted lord to a guest room. It was clear that he was fatigued, and the fact that he had to travel with his loud-mouthed daughter did not help his condition any.

Kumiko was not a patient boar demoness. She grunted in frustration and stepped closer, but when Ayame stood up, Kumiko quickly changed her posture from one of aggression to one that was less threatening. She wanted to smirk when the wolf sat back down. She clasped her hands in front of her and looked up at the handsome taiyoukai.

Sesshomaru wanted to shudder. The smell that was coming off of the boar demoness was horrendous and he closed his eyes for a moment to compose himself. How her father could stand the smell was way beyond him. When he finally had a hold on himself, he opened his eyes and found everyone’s eyes upon him. Finally, he said, “Yes, Lady Kumiko. You have heard correctly. May I introduce Lady Kagome, my intended mate.”

Kumiko ground her teeth. She looked the young woman up and down before saying, “A human? Oh, you have fallen from grace, Lord Sesshomaru. How can you expect the other lords to look at you and not laugh when you walk by with this creature?”

Sesshomaru smirked. “They will not laugh. Kagome is a miko who is cursed by the blood moon, meaning that she will provide me with an heir that will one day rule Japan. They will see us and honor us, Lady Kumiko. I do appreciate your concern, but it is not needed.” He said, his golden eyes showing slight amusement.

Kumiko was so mad that she wanted to spit. A blood moon miko. Could her luck get any worse? She glanced around the table and saw that besides Lady Kagome, he had three other humans enjoying his company. Well, it was time to remind him that he had obligations to consider.

“Lord Sesshomaru, you do realize that you are supposed to mate with me. I am the next in line and will not give up my place to anyone, especially a human miko. You were promised to me and I intend on collecting.” Kumiko said, her fists clenched.

Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed. Kami help him, if the bitch did not leave his sight, he would kill her. He began to wonder exactly how many ways one could cook pork and should Kumiko continue to push his buttons, he would answer that question.

Ayame could tell that Sesshomaru was in the middle of an internal struggle, so she decided to help, after all, she hated Kumiko and really wanted to kick her ass.

Standing up, Ayame turned and approached Kumiko. “You know as well as I do that it is the male’s decision whether or not he mates the female who is next to be mated. Lord Sesshomaru has clearly chosen outside of the court and if you ask me, he made a fine choice. You are just pissed off that no male in his right mind would touch you and now you want to force yourself upon him, well, let me tell you this, I won’t let you. If you want to get at him and his intended, who by the way is my sister in the eyes of the wolf tribes, you go through me.” She said, folding her arms over her chest. She fought back a giggle when the slayer stood up and said, “And you will also have to deal with me.”

Kumiko sneered. “As if I would ever be afraid of a human wench.” She lost her smirk when Sango shook her head. “I am no ordinary woman, pig. I am a youkai slayer and I have been aching to get my hands on something to pulverize. So, continue with your disrespect of my friend, and make my wish come true, I beg you.” Sango replied, her eyes narrowed in disgust.

Kumiko nervously glanced back and forth between the wolf and slayer. Perhaps a more gentle approach was necessary. “Do you have a room prepared for me? I would like to rest. It has been a long journey and my nerves are frayed.” She said.

Sesshomaru called for Jaken and told him to prepare a room for Kumiko. Jaken glanced over at Kumiko and before he could stop himself, he asked, “Shall I prepare a room here in the palace or should I have a pig pen built outside so that she would be more at home.”

For a moment, nobody said a word. But, when Ayame began to snicker, the entire room, with the exception for Kagome, Sesshomaru, and Kumiko began to laugh.

Sesshomaru would have smirked, but it would have been considered rude and he glared down at Jaken. “You forget your place.” He said, his voice low and menacing.

Jaken began to shake and was about to throw himself on the ground at his master’s feet when that wolf, Ayame stepped in.

“Oh, come on. You cannot tell me that what he said was not funny. In fact, it was freaking hilarious.” She said, giggling.

Kumiko huffed. How dare that bitch make fun of her. “Well, Ayame. I see that you are still hounding after that wolf. What did you have to give him in order for him to bring your ass here?” She asked. She gave herself a silent pat on the back.

Ayame smirked. “Oh, I gave him something that no man will ever want from you, Kumiko. Unlike you, I can attract a man. Sure, he was hard to get at first, but as you can see by the mark on my neck, he and I have gotten over our differences.” She said, her fingers pulling the collar of her kimono down enough to show Kouga’s mark.

Kumiko stared at the mark for a few minutes, and then felt a white-hot fury bury itself deep within her soul. She glared at Kagome and said, “Don’t make yourself too comfortable, bitch. Sesshomaru is my mate and if you want to stay healthy, I would suggest keeping your knees shut. I know that lately it has been hard for you, seeing as how you sit by his side, but do try anyways.”

Kagome felt her face flush and quickly stood up. She brushed past Sesshomaru and Ayame to get right up into Kumiko’s face.

“I believe that you are the one who should not be getting too comfortable. Sesshomaru would never mate with a smelly, arrogant, boorish bitch like you. Do us all a favor and go take a bath before you make everyone in this palace sick with your stench, pig.” She sneered, her eyes narrowing at the boar.

Kumiko reached out and tried to grab hold of Kagome’s kimono, but when her hand connected with the soft material, Kumiko quickly howled and yanked her hand back. She looked down at the injured appendage and found it to be smoking. She glanced up at Kagome, who now sported a smug look.

“Yes, I gave off enough purifying energy to burn you, but not kill you. However, you touch my man, or me ever again, and you will wish for a quick and painless death, because I will take my sweet time in purifying you, and I will bask in your groans of agony. Get the fuck out of my sight, you piece of trash.” Kagome barked, her voice almost as cold as Sesshomaru’s.

Kumiko blinked and looked over at Sesshomaru, but his eyes were trained on Kagome, and he looked…proud. Shaking her head, she mumbled an excuse to leave the room and quickly exited. However, this was not the last that miko whore would hear from her. No sir. She was going to get her taiyoukai and would not stop until she was underneath him.

Ayame quickly went to Kagome’s side and slapped her on her back. “Well, that was certainly entertaining. Good for you, you really showed that pig.” She said, giving her new sister a hug.

Kagome blushed and returned Ayame’s hug. “I certainly hope she takes me up on that bath. I think we need to let the palace air out today.” She said, her hand waving in front of her face.

Sango giggled. “Kagome, I have never seen you stand up to someone like that. Sure, you stand up for yourself, but I don’t think I have ever heard you so forceful. I am proud of you.” She said, grinning.

Kouga and Inu Yasha agreed and Kouga walked over to his mate. “And you, my pretty little wolf, need to let Kagome handle this. From what I have seen, she can take care of the bitch herself.” He said, smiling down on his temperamental mate.

Ayame crossed her arms over her chest and pouted. Kagome giggled and told her that if she wanted a piece of Kumiko, she would be more than happy to step back and let Ayame have her. The less she touched that pig, the better.

Ayame grinned and gave Kouga a smug look. He sighed and looked over at Sesshomaru, but the taiyoukai only had eyes for Kagome. Finally, he stepped forward and took Kagome’s hand.

“Come. We are going to my study. I do not want to be disturbed.” He said, flashing Inu Yasha a meaningful look.

Inu Yasha nodded. “Don’t worry, none of us want to see the two of you fuck. After seeing the two of you together, it was nearly enough to make me swear off sex completely.” He said, his face innocent.

Sesshomaru growled loudly, and he would have gone over and beaten the little snot, but Kagome stopped him and pulled him out of the dining room. Sesshomaru sniffed a bit and knew that his little brother was just jealous. After all, he had been getting laid for a while now, and from the scent that Inu Yasha kept emitting, he was sexually frustrated. Yes, the hanyou was jealous.
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Miroku watched Inu Yasha and Sango interact. He could not help but feel a bit jealous that Sango was smiling and laughing with the hanyou. His violet eyes narrowed as he watched Inu Yasha lean towards Sango and then whisper into her ear. He shook his head. He had no reason to be jealous. He had told Sango that he did not want her near him, and she was respecting his wishes, but did he want her to respect his wishes?

He was so deep in his thoughts that he did not notice the pair get up and walk from the dining room. When he finally snapped back to attention, he looked around and found that he was all alone in the dining room. Sighing, he stood up and left the room to go to the gardens.

When he stepped out into the bright sunlight, he smiled and took in a deep breath. He began walking the narrow path towards the area that he had found the other day to meditate in. However, he was stopped in his tracks when he happened to look over and see Inu Yasha leaning towards Sango, a blush covering her cheeks. Miroku’s heart lurched as the hanyou kissed her lips, and he turned to go back into the palace.

He walked by Ayame and felt her grab his arm. “Monk, listen. If you want her, you need to go to her, otherwise, the hanyou will take her heart over.” She said, her voice soft.

Miroku shook his head. This is what he had wanted. He wanted Sango to leave him alone and now she had Inu Yasha. This was what he should have expected. After all, he had seen the looks that the hanyou had been giving to Sango the past couple of days, and now he could say that his suspicions were correct; Inu Yasha was in love with Sango, or at least, on his way of being in love.

Miroku walked past the study and was tempted to knock, but loud moaning stopped his hand in midair and he quickly shuffled away. He needed to think, and he supposed that he could think in his room.
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Sesshomaru groaned. It felt heavenly. So good. She really knew her stuff, his Kagome did. He closed his eyes and felt the waves of pleasure dance over him as he felt her gentle touches and heard her sweet words.

Kagome knew to be slow and firm. After all, he was a youkai and could take harsher treatment, but she also wanted him to know gentleness. She had a feeling that he had not known a gentle touch in a very long time, and she wanted to give it to him. His groans of pleasure were egging her on and she grinned as she continued her onslaught of his body.

With a final rub, Kagome stepped back and said, “There. That is how we humans give a massage.”

Sesshomaru slowly sat up. He blinked and turned his head to Kagome. Well, she had just proven to him yet another reason to make her his mate. If she was willing to do that to him every night, he would be more than willing to give her anything she wanted. Hell, if she asked him if Jaken could be her new punching bag, he would throw the retainer at her and tell her not to make a mess.

Kagome watched as the taiyoukai stood up and retrieved his haori. He put it on and went to sit at his desk. He motioned for her to sit in the chair before him and said, “We must discuss an important matter. With Kumiko and her father here, I believe that she may try and hurt you. I do not want you alone.”

Kagome was puzzled. “But, I took care of her in the dining room, didn’t I?” She asked. When Sesshomaru nodded, she gave a small grin of satisfaction.

“Kumiko is a demon and heals quickly, you do not have the same healing ability. I want either your wolf sister, or the slayer to accompany you for the remainder of Kumiko’s stay.” Sesshomaru said, his tone leaving no room for arguments.

Kagome sighed and nodded. She told him that she wanted both women at her side and when he agreed, she jumped up and hugged him. At first, he stiffened, but then relaxed into her embrace. When she finally let him go, she stepped back and then watched as he began to look over documents.

Taking her cue, Kagome walked over to where the books sat, and selected a book to read. When Sesshomaru found out about her passion for reading, he had told her that his library was at his disposal. She could not help but feel honored at his declaration. Perhaps being with him would not be all that bad.