The Other Side of Kazaana

A/N Well, everybody but my sleepy body wins. Woke up at 4 am, bored and not wanting to make noise..and another chappie gets popped off.
Oh, and thanks soooo much for the reviews! They were just great and fun and I’m sure that has something to do with me waking up at 4 am with ideas for this in my head all the time!


Chapter 7 – Conversations with a Wolf

Inuyasha tried to think about how to talk to Kouga as he walked. He knew it had to be good, and forceful, and convincing enough to persuade even Kouga’s rock hard head. He knew he needed to think of something that would completely assure the ookami bastard that Miroku was no threat to Kagome, or anyone else. He had to figure out how to say it as quickly as possible, before the damn wolf kicked his teeth in. He had to think…

Unfortunately, the whole concept of coming up with an argument wasn’t turning out so well. First, because as much as he hated to admit it, his brother was right: eloquence was not his strong point. He preferred pithy, quick bursts of speech, so he could get past the talking and go onto the actual ‘doing.’ If that meant that sometimes he skipped a bit of clarity and eloquence in favor of brevity, he usually didn’t give a rat’s ass.

The second thing that was complicating his attempt at thinking was Miroku. He couldn’t help think of the man’s random, drunken ramblings as he’d rushed him to Kaede. He’d mumbled about Inuyasha being too tall, which made him curious as hell as to what he meant by that. He’d growled and grumbled about Inuyasha treating him like a child, which made Inuyasha remember what they’d just done and how much he looked forward to showing Miroku exactly how he DID think of him. But the worst one of all, the topic that seemed to be swirling in endless circles around the monk’s brain, was spanking. Surprise, anger, shock, and curiosity over Inuyasha’s threatened punishment came out in torrents as Miroku talked to him, to the air, even to one of the trees they’d paused next to so the monk could pee. He just kept talking about it, over and over and over again.

Obviously, the spur of the moment threat had made an impression. Which was good, he supposed, as he might need something for discipline later. Hopefully not, but from what he’d seen, Miroku’s soul was quite stubborn, so they would probably butt heads every once in a while. But….he’d never really thought about what the threat would mean until Miroku kept talking about it! How was he supposed to think seriously about what to say to Kouga when he couldn’t get all these perverted thoughts out of his head! Hell, by the time he’d gotten the monk to the village, he’d had a raging hard-on as images of Miroku face down over his lap with rosy, upturned cheeks ran through his mind. He could just feel that taut skin under his palms as Miroku’s scent grew nervous and aroused, wondering what he was going to do to him,

Swallowing, Inuyasha cursed, yanking his head out of the gutter yet again as he tried to actually think instead of fantasize. He needed to focus, here!

…putting his hand on that pristine white ass and slipping it down between his legs to…

DAMMIT!

He thought he felt a sliver of something tickle his brain and his eyes narrowed suspiciously. Was it really just him? Or was he having help fucking up? Sometimes, he really, really wondered how much influence his youkai had in affairs like this. It would not surprise him at all to find that somehow, that damn pushy part of himself had a direct chain to his libido and took joy in yanking on it in an attempt to get a little ass. Especially now that they actually had a specific, and very cute, little ass of their own.

His very, very own, adorable, stubborn, beautiful little monk.

I have a mate!!!

He felt a giddy little thrill, pushed it down as he tried, yet again, to figure out what to say, and then yelled as he was tackled so hard he went straight through the trunk of one tree to be pinned against the next one.

“Where the fuck is he, you damn mutt?!” Kourga snarled, clamping his claws around Inuyasha’s throat.

Growling, Inuyasha stared at Kouga and cursed under his breath at the youkai’s expression. Kouga was extremely, violently pissed. He was also going to tick Inuyasha off if the hanyou couldn’t control himself, and as he would prefer not to kill the stubborn idiot, he tried to take a deep breath.

“WHERE IS HE?” Kouga bellowed

“He’s safe!” Inuyasha bellowed right back, pushing his claws away from his throat by shoving Kouga back a few steps just as Sesshoumaru rushed into the clearing. The Taiyoukai stopped, watching them both carefully.

“Where??” Kouga started sniffing the air around Inuyasha, grimacing. “You had SEX with that back-stabbing scum sucker? You have got to be the stupidest fucker on the planet, letting that bastard use you this easily!” he sneered, and Inuyasha glared at him.

Kouga was trying to protect his mate, and Inuyasha could respect that. A little violence was pretty expected with this type of dispute when mates were involved. But that didn’t mean the moron could just start insulting Miroku and not expect him to react.

“Shut up about him right now, Kouga! It’s not the same Miroku, idiot! And I know you know that, unless you blew up so fast that you ran out of camp before Sesshoumaru could enlighten your sorry ass.”

Kouga sneered again. “Yeah, they told me. Different smell, different history, different Miroku.” He spat on the ground. “In a pig’s eye. There’s only one Miroku, and if we’ve found another, then it’s pretty much guaranteed to be from Naraku and the Ronin and both you and Sesshoumaru KNOW that! And he knows about the well! How can you fucking protect him??!”

“Because he has a mate now and so I know that everything you just said about him is a load of shit!” Inuyasha spat back. Kouga froze and Sesshoumaru finally spoke up behind him.

“That was quickly done.” Approval and a sympathetic sorrow dripped from his voice.

“Yeah, well, Kouga came back early so I had to move fast.” Inuyasha muttered.

Kouga looked at him carefully, his anger cooling. “He has a mate now?”

“Yeah.”

“And they said…that he’s not one of Naraku’s cronies?” Kouga looked confused, as though someone had said the sky was actually purple, or deer secretly have fangs.

“He’s not one of Naraku’s cronies. He’s a very, very loyal man. A good man who would rather die than betray any of us to Naraku.”

Kouga wasn’t looking angry any longer, but he was obviously unconvinced. “How do I know I can trust his mate not to lie to me? Do I even know her? Who’s the youkai who mated with Miroku?”

Inuyasha started to sweat. Now came the hard part…

“Eh, that would be me…” he said.

Kouga looked at him once and cursed, punching him in the head. “Liar. You almost had me convinced I should give him a minute to plead his innocence.”

Sesshoumaru shook his head. “Inuyasha…we all know that it’s impossible. If not from our admittedly limited personal experience, than from you yourself after you explored the topic so thoroughly.” He turned to Kouga, adlibbing smoothly, “However…Inuyasha has a point, Kouga. If we can find him a mate, someone you trust, then we can…”

Inuyasha lost the rest as his youkai lunged out and grabbed control before he could warn the others. “You will NOT take the little one away! I took him, I marked him, he’s MINE!” he yelled, snarling deeply as Sesshoumaru and Kouga looked at his crimson eyes in surprise.

“You can’t mark a male! “Kouga sneered even as he took a few careful steps away from Inuyasha. “Hell, Inuyasha, you fucking went on and one about every annoying detail of your research for weeks! You’re the one who proved to the rest of us that it can’t be done!”

“Is Inuyasha such a scholar, then?” Inuyasha’s youkai sneered back, causing both Sesshoumaru and Kouga to pause. “I took this Miroku. He bears the mark, and I will kill you before I let you take him!”

Sesshoumaru looked at him closely. “Are you saying that Inuyasha was…mistaken?” he asked incredulously.

“Obviously.”

“But…males can’t mate each other!” Kouga protested, losing his sneer at the deep sincerity in Inuyasha’s voice. “Male youkai can’t co-exist like that!”

“No, they can’t. I am not co-existing with another youkai male, however.” Inuyasha youkai said rather smugly, and Kouga’s mouth dropped open while Sesshoumaru slowly started to smile.

“A ningen? That is what makes the difference, Miroku’s humanity?” Sesshoumaru asked.

“Of course.”

“And have you known this all along? Even when Inuyasha was contemplating trying to make the ronin a mate?”

“Of course.”

“What, and you didn’t tell him?” Kouga asked, obviously starting to enjoy himself a little.

“I did not care for the Ronin.” The deep voice said, and Kouga laughed shortly.

“Better judgment than the mutt, at least.” He looked at him. “So…all of Inuyasha trusts this new Miroku? All of him?”

“It is as Inuyasha said: he can be trusted. He is quite loyal.”

Kouga paced back and forth slightly. “I don’t know. He knows about Kagome’s time and all, and if he looks like Miroku… And anyway, how do I know it works the same? Hell…two males? What if you can’t really see as deeply as you think?”

“Are you challenging his status?”

“What? Oh…shit, no, I’m not, I just. Well, hell, I know you always liked men, but a mate?? That’s just….it’ll take some getting used to.”

“You will adjust.” Inuyasha’s youkai said, and sighed in annoyance. “Inuyasha is raging. Quite strongly. I must withdraw. “ he grimaced, and then Inuyasha’s eyes lightened as they returned to gold and he started yelling.

“That cocksucker! It knew we could do this the whole damn time and it never TOLD ME? Fucking asshole! I was AGONIZING over Miroku going away!”

“And were you not keeping your youkai subdued once you decided?” his brother asked, “I imagine you feared losing control and coming after Kouga or myself, yes?”

“Well, yeah! But it…”

“Which would have prevented his ability to tell you anything at all before the time came to…hmmm, just how did circumstances arise so that you could take him as a mate, Otouto? I thought you were taking him to the West for that purpose.” Sesshoumaru stared at him with a raised brow and he squirmed slightly.

“I- eh, stopped a little along the way.” He muttered, and Kouga snickered.

“One last piece of ass for the road, huh?”

“Hey, it wasn’t like that!” Kouga snickered again and he kicked dirt at him. “Kiss off. I’ve gotta go get Miroku. You gonna leave him alone now?” Inuyasha demanded as he stared fiercely.

“I won’t jump him as soon as you bring him, no. But I want to see an actual mating mark or I swear I’ll tear him apart, friend or no friend.”

“Fine. It’s there, you’ll see it.” Inuyasha said and continued walking. Sesshoumaru nodded to Kouga as the wolf turned back to camp, and then he followed Inuyasha.

Walking silently next to him a moment, he noted their direction. “Ah, I see, you placed him with Kaede?”

“Well, yeah, I figured she could make enough of a barrier that Kouga wouldn’t be able to find him for a while, if he wouldn’t listen to reason. At the very least, I figured it might give me time so I could knock the asshole out and run like hell until I figured out what to do.”

“Wise decision.” He smiled at inuyasha briefly. “So you were able to take Miroku as a mate, were you?”

“Didn’t I just say…?”

“Just out of curiosity, did you even bother to ask about any youkai/human pairings in all your in-depth and copious research?”

“Eh, no.” Inuyasha said, flushing, and then scowled as his brother started to chuckle. “It’s not funny! And anyway, it’s not like I ever researched anything before!”

“That is glaringly obvious.” He said, still chuckling, “although I believe your tutors complained about that fact for decades.”

“Yeah, well if they’d given me anything worth shit to research, than maybe I’d have developed better skills.” He complained.

“So your own laziness is actually a flaw in the tutors’ teaching, is that it?”

“Oh shut up.”

After a few minutes, Inuyasha began to smile. “I guess, actually, I should go back and thank ‘em. If they didn’t suck so much, I might have learned it was possible to take a male mate and tried to take ronin. Ugh, what a thought. Although if they aren’t to blame for my ‘laziness,’ then I guess it’s all on me how everything’s turned out.” He grinned broadly.

“Are you trying to tell me that inherent sloth is now a positive trait?”

“Well, it got me what I wanted, didn’t it?”

“I suppose it did. Although I think I will have to alter my previous conceptions, Otouto. Not only do you speak as though you’ve pulled the words out of your ass, you seem to pull your actions from the same location, and yet still manage to succeed. Utterly amazing.”

“Shut up, asshole.” Inuyasha said, laughing finally as he smacked him in the arm. “You’re just jealous ‘cause my ass obviously has better shit than yours.”

“I’m not even going to comment on that one.” Sesshoumaru wrinkled his nose. “Come, let me greet my newest brother.” He said, and Inuyasha smiled as they continued to walk.


Miroku woke with a groan. “Oh Gods, I never should have drunk so much last night.”

Someone chuckled beside him and a hand moved across his naked stomach. “Yeah, you never know when you’ll wake up in a strange bed.” The masculine voice said, and soft lips touched his briefly.

Miroku’s eyes popped open to look up in shock at Inuyasha above him.

“Inuyasha??” he squeaked, pressing himself into the ground. “Wha- what are you doing??”

“What does it look like?” he asked, his hand starting to slide down Miroku’s stomach towards his groin.

“S-stop it!” Miroku pushed up at him and Inuyasha moved away. Inuyasha watched, his eyes sparkling with humor, as Miroku scrabbled away from him. Miroku shivered in cold and surprise as his naked bottom slid across dew covered grass and he stopped dead. Looking around himself wildly, he saw the others in the camp stop what they were doing to smile in his direction, and then realized that he was still NAKED and leapt back for the kesa that he’d been enveloped in before.

He was certain his face must be absolutely crimson as he yanked his robes out of Inuyasha’s claws and wrapped them around himself as he sat, trying to at least cover himself decently until he could get away and have some privacy to do the job properly.

“V-very funny, Inuyasha.” he stuttered, preparing to get up. Stupid idiot, teasing him like that.

Inuyasha smiled and grabbed Miroku’s hair, holding him still as he proceeded to kiss him deeply, not letting go until Miroku stopped trying to push him away and started leaning in for more. He released his head and smiled wider. “You taste really damn good, monk.”

Miroku stared at him, eyes glazed and dick aching already. When he realized what had just happened, the color that had receded came rushing back so that his cheeks positively glowed with heat. “You- I – What did you just- WHAT?”

He backed away from Inuyasha on his butt, holding onto his kesa with one hand, pausing as he got out of range and one hand moved up to touch his lips nervously.

“What did you do?!” he stuttered. Stumbling to his feet, he looked around at everyone in embarrassment, his indigo eyes dark with shock and arousal.

Kagome and Sango giggled. When he stared at them, Kagome started to apologize. “Gomen, gomen! It’s just you’re …jeez, Miroku, you look so surprised. Haven’t you ever been kissed before?”

Before he could even answer, he saw Kouga come up behind her and wrap his arms around her waist. “Huh, guess you were right, mutt. The man’s flustered as hell. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it myself.”

Miroku stared at him…when had he arrived? And why was he hugging Kouga and Inuyasha wasn’t objecting? And…

“Hey!” Inuyasha’s arm suddenly wrapped around his half covered waist and pulled him back against him until Miroku could feel the hanyou’s arousal against his lower back. Inuyasha was aroused? By him?? Oh shit, had he gotten so drunk last night that he’d come on to Inuyasha??? What had he DONE last night? “L-let go, Inuyasha! I don’t know what I did last night, but…but I wasn’t exactly myself, s- so…”

“Mmmmm” Inuyasha purred against his ear and he stiffened up like a fence post. “You were wonderful last night.”

“What?” he squeaked, his voice going up into the higher ranges against his will. “W-wonderful at what?” He shoved the hanyou’s arm away from his body. Turning to face him, he saw Inuyasha’s broad grin and he scowled.

He knew that grin. That stupid, teasing, I-just-got-you-but-good grin that followed every practical joke Inuyasha had ever pulled.

“I can’t believe you’d tease a man about something like this!” he chided angrily. Gods, for a moment there, he’d actually thought…

“I’m only teasing a little bit. And you react so well, how could I resist?”

“Just...shut up, Inuyasha. I’m going to wash.” He stomped off to go wash and rearrange his clothes, shivering at the memory of Inuyasha’s kiss even while he rubbed at the headache that pounded in his temples.

Inuyasha had kissed him! And he had done it…really well.

“Too well.” He murmured, touching his lips again. Inuyasha had just full on, tongue and all, kissed him, and he had actually liked it.

He swallowed and started flushing again. He hadn’t known the hanyou was even capable of doing something like that, even in jest.

“His lips were so soft… Aaaah, no!” he smacked himself in the head several times. “Don’t even think about things like that, you hentai!” He really, really needed to get his mind out of the gutter. Just because this Inuyasha was a lot more free with his touches, a fact of which he’d ample proof before, didn’t mean he was trying to do anything more than pester Miroku.

It meant nothing.


Kouga looked after Miroku, still shaking his head back and forth in surprise. “He thinks you were teasing him?” he asked incredulously.

Kagome smiled and leaned back against him. “We told you, he’s a totally different person than the one we knew. He’s really…unaware, when it comes to Inuyasha’s intentions. Atlhough at least those intentions were honorable.”

“More honorable than I would have thought possible.” Sesshoumaru added.

“So, does he not remember what happened?” Sango asked curiously.

“Doesn’t look like it. That’s not a bad thing, really. Gives me a chance to court him and everything before I spring the news on him.”

“You’re not going to tell him?” Kouga asked. “Why wouldn’t you tell him?”

“Well, unlike some assholes who shout ‘I love you’ within the first day or so, some of us prefer to use a little more finesse, thank you.”

Kouga smirked, having seen the position of Miroku’s marking. “You mean like the placement of your mark? Yeah, that showed some real finesse. Who marks their mate on the ass??”

“It’s the lower back, moron. And there’s nothing wrong with being a little creative…”

Kouga snorted, “Yeah, that’s the word for it. Along with stupid and oblivious. I mean, really, you couldn’t tell he was about to come with enough time to get to somewhere decent?”

“It’s not my fault!” Inuyasha growled. “If you hadn’t shown up so early, I wouldn’t have had to rush it! And anyway, I hadn’t even touched him for a whole 5 minutes. How the hell was I supposed to know that I’d be able to get him to come that quickly?”

Kouga’s mouth opened without words for a moment. “Less than 5 minutes?”

“Yeah. He got a hard on so fast I’m surprised his dick didn’t get whiplash.”

“But…5 minutes??”

“You gotta problem with that?”

Kouga started to grin. “No, but…damn. I take back anything I said before about your sexual prowess or lack thereof.”

“As you should. Never doubt the dog, wolf.” He and Kouga shared grins and then Inuyasha turned to see Miroku coming back, still a bit pink in the face as he walked up and stood next to Sango, trying to avoid Inuyasha’s gaze.

Inuyasha and Kouga glanced at each other again and they both chuckled. When Miroku’s face flamed back up, Inuyasha had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud. He was really, really going to have a lot of fun over the next few weeks.

Ronin Miroku cursed to himself as he paced impatiently, his nose burning from the strong oils he wore to hide his scent. It had been three fucking weeks and he still hadn’t been able to get to that pretty little Miroku yet. Inuyasha hardly ever let the man out of his sight, the bastard. And when he did there were so many witnesses nearby that he couldn’t risk it. Naraku didn’t want it known who had taken the man. They needed some time with him before anyone came looking and possibly interrupted.

So, he had to wait until the young man was alone for a moment away from the village, no witnesses, no fighting, just a straightforward grab. Watching the hanyou panting after his little bitch in the meantime, however, was making him furious. He really, really wanted to be the first to take that pale-skinned pretty boy in the ass. If Inuyasha got him first, he was going to be…seriously, seriously pissed.