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InuYasha › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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5
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32
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Problem
A/N: Thanks for the encouragement, kinky lurker. I have another chappie, and I'll try to finish the next one some time today. Just haven't had the time to finish. And to all the others who have taken the time to read--thank you! It is much appreciated (and leave a review or two if you don't mind!)
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Chpt 2. Problem
“This is going to be a problem, Miroku.”
Miroku took a step forward, a dark sense of foreboding leaking into his soul.
“Why should it be, Inuyasha? The fact that Kagome-sama does not return your affections should not hinder us from our common goal of finding and destroying Naraku. I don't see...”
“You don't understand, monk. I need Kagome.”
Miroku's brow furrowed for the eight millionth time and he felt a sudden constriction in his chest. Inuyasha wouldn't...force Kagome...would he?
“I do not understand your meaning.”
“I mean just what I said. I need Kagome. I need Sango. I need some warm-blooded female, and I need one soon.”
Understanding finally dawned in Miroku's mind and he rubbed his lecherous hands together in anticipation. Finally, something that he understood as much as prayers and sutras.
“Well, if you need an onna that badly, there is probably a village not too far from here. There are generally a few houses in each village that would welcome even such strange traveling companions as us. Or—wait—you're half demon. Do you not sense any demon women in the vicinity...?”
Inuyasha still had his back turned to the monk, as if he were lost in deep thought. He lifted his nose, and it twitched before he heaved a heavy sigh.
“Demonesses are dying out. How many have we ever come across in our travels?”
Miroku thought on that for a bit. There were really remarkably few. Kagura, Kanna, Tsubaki, Shiori...He had heard tales of Usurei and Yura of the Hair... But really, there were only a few compared to the male or unknown demons that they had fought.
“...Besides, who would want a half-breed between their legs...”
Ah, yes, there was still the small problem of convincing a full-fledged demoness to bed a human and a half-demon.
A daunting task indeed.
“Fine, then. We can still try to find a village...”
“They'll fight us both off, and you know it. No, this is definitely going to be a problem.”
“But why? I'm sure we'll come across a willing female soon enough...”
“Because, Miroku...I've been avoiding this for a long time, but I can't avoid it any longer...”
Miroku was so deep into his own thoughts that he almost missed the dark transformation before him—indeed, if it wasn't for the fact that he had fought alongside him, he may not have seen anything at all. It wasn't something that he could put his finger on, but he could swear that Inuyasha was growing bigger, bulkier, just a little bit more. And the fatalistic turn in the dog demon's voice wasn't helping matters any. The little hairs on the back of Miroku's neck stiffened, and he sat up, unconsciously bracing himself in case the inu attacked.
“Avoid what, Inuyasha?”
Inuyasha was silent as he looked to the sky one last time, his breath coming in deep, uneven pants, his claws twitching in a steady rhythm that promised pain for whoever came too close.
This is not good...Kami, how do I get into these things?!
“I'm inuyoukai, Miroku...”
“That is true, but you have the Tetsusaiga...”
“That binds my youkai, Miroku. Not my inu.”
With that, Inuyasha finally turned to face him, the pure moonlight framing his features in eerily pale perfection. He looked...like Sesshomaru for the briefest of brief moments, and Miroku shivered at the incandescent light that reflected in the hanyou's eyes, the same light that reflected in the eyes of all members of the canine species. Inuyasha moved with the grace and liquidity of a natural predator, facing him and lowering his head very slowly in a sign of challenge, and for the first time that evening, Miroku knew true fear.
Inuyasha was right.
He was inu.
“Inuyasha, you are not yourself.”
“But I am Miroku. And it is the night of the full moon. This is why I need Kagome...but there are other ways for me to get what I need...”
The full moon. Oh Kamisama...
Miroku's grasp on his staff loosened just a bit in shock. He had no idea what Inuyasha was talking about, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to stay and find out.
“I think that you're right, Inuyasha. This is definitely something for you and Kagome-sama to work out at another time. I will go back to the camp and let them know that you will be sleeping alone...”
“But I won't Miroku. Not anymore...”
~TBC~
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Chpt 2. Problem
“This is going to be a problem, Miroku.”
Miroku took a step forward, a dark sense of foreboding leaking into his soul.
“Why should it be, Inuyasha? The fact that Kagome-sama does not return your affections should not hinder us from our common goal of finding and destroying Naraku. I don't see...”
“You don't understand, monk. I need Kagome.”
Miroku's brow furrowed for the eight millionth time and he felt a sudden constriction in his chest. Inuyasha wouldn't...force Kagome...would he?
“I do not understand your meaning.”
“I mean just what I said. I need Kagome. I need Sango. I need some warm-blooded female, and I need one soon.”
Understanding finally dawned in Miroku's mind and he rubbed his lecherous hands together in anticipation. Finally, something that he understood as much as prayers and sutras.
“Well, if you need an onna that badly, there is probably a village not too far from here. There are generally a few houses in each village that would welcome even such strange traveling companions as us. Or—wait—you're half demon. Do you not sense any demon women in the vicinity...?”
Inuyasha still had his back turned to the monk, as if he were lost in deep thought. He lifted his nose, and it twitched before he heaved a heavy sigh.
“Demonesses are dying out. How many have we ever come across in our travels?”
Miroku thought on that for a bit. There were really remarkably few. Kagura, Kanna, Tsubaki, Shiori...He had heard tales of Usurei and Yura of the Hair... But really, there were only a few compared to the male or unknown demons that they had fought.
“...Besides, who would want a half-breed between their legs...”
Ah, yes, there was still the small problem of convincing a full-fledged demoness to bed a human and a half-demon.
A daunting task indeed.
“Fine, then. We can still try to find a village...”
“They'll fight us both off, and you know it. No, this is definitely going to be a problem.”
“But why? I'm sure we'll come across a willing female soon enough...”
“Because, Miroku...I've been avoiding this for a long time, but I can't avoid it any longer...”
Miroku was so deep into his own thoughts that he almost missed the dark transformation before him—indeed, if it wasn't for the fact that he had fought alongside him, he may not have seen anything at all. It wasn't something that he could put his finger on, but he could swear that Inuyasha was growing bigger, bulkier, just a little bit more. And the fatalistic turn in the dog demon's voice wasn't helping matters any. The little hairs on the back of Miroku's neck stiffened, and he sat up, unconsciously bracing himself in case the inu attacked.
“Avoid what, Inuyasha?”
Inuyasha was silent as he looked to the sky one last time, his breath coming in deep, uneven pants, his claws twitching in a steady rhythm that promised pain for whoever came too close.
This is not good...Kami, how do I get into these things?!
“I'm inuyoukai, Miroku...”
“That is true, but you have the Tetsusaiga...”
“That binds my youkai, Miroku. Not my inu.”
With that, Inuyasha finally turned to face him, the pure moonlight framing his features in eerily pale perfection. He looked...like Sesshomaru for the briefest of brief moments, and Miroku shivered at the incandescent light that reflected in the hanyou's eyes, the same light that reflected in the eyes of all members of the canine species. Inuyasha moved with the grace and liquidity of a natural predator, facing him and lowering his head very slowly in a sign of challenge, and for the first time that evening, Miroku knew true fear.
Inuyasha was right.
He was inu.
“Inuyasha, you are not yourself.”
“But I am Miroku. And it is the night of the full moon. This is why I need Kagome...but there are other ways for me to get what I need...”
The full moon. Oh Kamisama...
Miroku's grasp on his staff loosened just a bit in shock. He had no idea what Inuyasha was talking about, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to stay and find out.
“I think that you're right, Inuyasha. This is definitely something for you and Kagome-sama to work out at another time. I will go back to the camp and let them know that you will be sleeping alone...”
“But I won't Miroku. Not anymore...”
~TBC~
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