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Prayer for Love

By: Maymay
folder InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 5
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A Piece of the Action

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Prayer
for Love

Chapter 1 style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>: A Piece of the Actionstyle='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>

 

Kagome
Higurashi was woken up by the loud and sweet tone of
her elder brother to get her ass down and eat her breakfast.

Her
eyes shot open as she stared at the alarm clock.

Minute="30" Hour="17" w:st="on">5:30

style='mso-tab-count:1'> ‘Is he nuts?’

Her
brother, Miroku was dead serious about coming to
school early, obviously retartedly happy about
meeting his schoolmates, particularly of the female kind. Trudging down the
stairs, she saw her youngest brother Souta drowning
headfirst in the bowl of cereal.

“Good
morning, sunshine!!”

Her
aniki’s smile was so bright and perky that she was
tempted to punch it out of her sight.

“Coffee…”
It was the most civilized word she could muster. Miroku
led her to a chair and gently pulled Souta’s face out
of the bowl.

After
a healthy dose of caffeine, she felt like a human being again.

“Today’s
the day right?” Kagome could only sigh as Miroku
waggled his eyebrows in affirmation.

“Just
don’t be too eager. You scare off girls like that.”

class=SpellE>Miroku bit off a piece of toast.” I know what you are going
to say. Something like put your best foot forward, then be yourself after a
couple of dates.”

Kagome
didn’t agree to that.

“You’re
really crazy about this aren’t you? Getting a girlfriend…”

 

class=GramE>“Absolutely.” Miroku grinned.

“Are
you just doing this to get laid?”

 

class=SpellE>Souta gave off a disgusted sound.

class=GramE>“Of course not…This all for love.” Miroku
empathically lolled his tongue, exaggerating the word ‘love’.

class=GramE>“Sap!”

class=GramE>“Liar!”

Both
younger siblings interjected.

“Such nice family
I have.”

“Kagome-class=SpellE>neechan, I don’t want to be like onnichan
when I grow up.”

“You
better not be.”

 

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Things
were looking up for the young monk when he managed to accumulate female
acquaintances in the campus. Though there were some minor setbacks when he was
accused or slapped due to his perversity, he finally settled to a pretty young
girl named Koharu, who seemed to believe that his
hand just slipped on her backside.

Just
when he was asking her out for a date, someone caught her attention. When class=SpellE>Miroku
noticed that he was beginning to talk to a brick
wall, he followed her line of vision only to rest on a certain boy---check that,
hanyou walking by.

Being
a good humored guy that he was, he asked Koharu the
identity of their new schoolmate. Big mistake; After opening the topic, he was
assaulted and eventually benumbed by the amount of information about ‘The class=SpellE>Inuyasha
’, the gorgeous dog hanyou,
filthy rich and famous (except to him) with a dark past and blah,blah,blah….The
rest of the info was flushed down to the young monk’s other ear. It was too
much for a self-respecting guy to take, thus Miroku
politely excused himself.

Unfortunately
after meeting a couple more girls he found out that Koharu
was not the only female to feel that way about the inu
hanyou.

 

The
day turned worse when he attended his first class. When he could fully turn his
charm on a couple of his cute female classmates, a rude voice cut the silence
of the room.

class=GramE>“Bouzu! You’re stinking of incense
sticks. Take a bath before you come to class!”

 

style='mso-tab-count:1'> ‘Buddha, give me patience now!!!’

 

class=SpellE>Miroku turned around and coolly gave a smile at the wolf
demon at the back of the class.

“Why
wolf-san… Is it a tradition of yours to sniff on each one of your classmates on
the very first day of class?”

The
wolf youkai retorted. “Got something against our
race, monk?”

 

Really,
it wasn’t in Miroku to be political about the human-class=SpellE>youkai
thing. The interrelation between two species was
settled decades ago, causing a bit of alteration in the functions of religious
and holy sectors such as mikos, priests and monks. It
was immensely complicated to deal with separating the term ‘youkai
from ‘evil spirits’ or ‘monsters’. Most
religious institutions find it troublesome to change a thousand year old
tradition of their battle against evil and a lot of youkais
still bear animosity against them.

Just
thinking about it gave the young monk a slight headache.

 

“Hey
what am I here? Chopped liver?!” the professor raised his voice in attention.
“Both of you get out of my class.”

With
as much dignity as he could muster, Miroku took his
things and managed to flirtatiously bid good bye to his new prospects. The
wolf, named Kouga, rose up from his chair and also
left but not before smugly doing a bit of corrections on some equations written
on the blackboard.

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That
afternoon, Kagome found her brother sitting on the porch and forlornly gazing
at the garden. The black and purple monk robe made him somber especially when
he’s not wearing his usual smile.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> ‘I guess his day did not go well.’

“Ah,
such a serious face my brother has.” Kagome imitated her brother’s expression
as she greeted Miroku.

class=SpellE>Miroku’s face broke into a smile. “You should know by now
why I call you sunshine.”

“As
always, you spare no one your flattery.” His sister sat down beside him.

“It is no fault
that I am generous in my compliments.” Miroku knew
what Kagome was up to.

“I admit my day
could have been better.”

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“So what happened?”

lang=EN-US>Miroku told her his day, adding a bit
of flourish here and there.

 

“W-wait this guy
whom you said had a dog’s name? Does he happen to be Inuyasha?”

“Yes” class=SpellE>Miroku did not seem to care,” so what of him?”

“I
see his face on the magazine sometimes.” Kagome said a matter-of-factly.” He’s
just a son of a multinational company CEO, runs one or two companies on his
spare time; Awfully popular with the ladies that he had to beat them away with
a stick, not literally of course.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> ‘I wish I had his problems…’

class=SpellE>Miroku could not help but wander in his imagination what it
would be like to have women fall over your feet. Of course, not all of them
wanted love but the chances of getting laid were extremely high.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> Somewhere along the thought, class=SpellE>Miroku’s brain began to churn on the possibilities of being
acquainted with this kind of person.

style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>‘He may need someone to
distract those amorous females away from him.’

 

style='mso-tab-count:1'> Oi, class=SpellE>aniki, I know that smile,” His sister’s brow was raised in
warning.” Whatever that would be, I don’t approve of it.”

 

 

A/N:

Good to be class=SpellE>back!!Finally
able to access my account…many thanks to the people in aff.net especially to
Beth.

 

 




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