The Forgotten Promise

Summary: Miroku wants to sire a child and his obvious choice is Kagome. But two obstacles remain between he and his future heir. Inuyasha and Naraku

A side note: This is my first Inuyasha fic and the entire thing is written in first person accounts. I found it very hard to write in different POV's. Bu thankfully, the chappy's of two and three are only in Miroku's POV. Also, if you are familiar with the series, then you will no doubt pick out some of the different eps that were bound into this fic. If you're not, enjoy reading anyhow. ^^

Disclaimer: Totally not true. Nothing written in this has ever happened, to my knowledge. I don't own anyone or anything, concerning the said characters except for the words. Although, being a sexual servant for Naraku wouldn't be a half bad idea. ^_~

Kagome's point of view

It was a cloudy day and just barely enough wind to stir the air. The threat of rain hung ominous and thick. Somewhere in the distance the sound of thunder rumbled slowly across the valley. As if it was looking for something. Or someone. For some reason, it made me think of Naraku. He always seemed to appear with the storm. Raining or not. The thought of this, made me hurry to my destination.

Without either Miroku or Inuyasha with me, I felt vulnerable and alone. Reaching the dojo we were at for the night, I went inside sitting the basket down that I gathered needed items in, for tending to Inuyasha's wounds. It really bothers me when he pretends to not be in pain, when he obviously is.

I knelt down on the floor beside him and took out one of the healing plants and then erbaerbal antidote. I told him to not move and allow me to put the liquid on the cuts. I studied him as I applied the medicine. Since we were in a new moon phase, he was in human form and looked frail to me. It worried me that these wounds he had, may have caused more damage that what was thought. If he was in any pain, I couldn't tell.


Miroku's point of view

I sat across the room and watched in silence as Kagome tended to Inuyasha. My longing for her was getting increasingly harder to resist. My ambition obviously was to have a child to carry on my family’s name. But how do you tell someone who is your friend that you want the girl by his side, to have your child?

That is the situation I've found myself in. I've dealt with this feeling from day one of meeting Kagome for the first time. I think he knew as well although not really seeming to care. It's not that I didn't want anyone else except for her; that's not it at all. I had expressed interest in Sango, but it wasn't returned and I decided to not pursue her any longer.

I knew that he loved her because he had told me so. But the love he had for her was not as a mate, but family. Or a relative who had suddenly re-appeared in his life one day. But on her end, I knew that the love she felt for him, was more than just a friendship. How would she react to tnowlnowledge that he didn't see her in that light? That his love was for one person only?


Inuyasha's point of view

This cold liquid that was touching my skin was beginning to sting. I hated being half human and demon. I wanted nothing more than to become full demon so that I could endure pain more efficiently which no mere human could stand. I couldn't believe that I’d been struck by that giant spider demon. I’d felt helpless hanging above ground, unable to move trying to get my friends to leave me be.

Finally, after some time passed was freed from its grasp. The landing was not at all that bad. Or maybe, it was because I was feeling other pain besides that of the hard surface that suddenly greeted me. Either way, I was feeling everything now, so much to the point that I sat up and yelled without actually meaning to.

"Please stop with that already!"

I felt bad for doing it, but now it was out there and the room fell silent around me. I got to my feet and left. I knew that I'd hurt Kagome by being abrupt and so not to endure that look; I decided not to glance back.


Kagome's point of view

I should be used to those outbursts that are so him, but this time, it stung. More than it really should have. I knew that it was just the pain talking but it seemed a little more personal. I fought back the threatening tears that were trying to fall and I stood up with the basket then left the room towards the back of the place to be alone. After walking into the sleeping area, I sat down the brown carrier and huddled by one wall then pulled my legs to my chest and silently wept.


Miroku's point of view

Suddenly alone in the wide room, I looked towards the outer door, then towards the hallway that led to the back. I knew that Inuyasha wanted to be left alone to sulk in peace. So, I chose to check in on Kagome.

As I neared the back end of the hut, I heard soft crying and knew that he'd hurt her more with those words than normal. It tore me up to hear her sobbing. No one should ever have to do that. Not without a very good reason. At least, I’ve always thought so. I knocked softly on the sliding door and waited.

"I don't want to be bothered right now. Go away." Came her tear-ridden voice. I lowered my head a little, but didn't heed her request and opened the door anyway.

She spoke again. "Miroku. I don't need pity. I'm used to him doing that. I've actually begun to expect it now. Whenever he doesn't bark out like that, I really worry about him."

Leaning against the door, I folded my arms then said looking at her. "Why does it make you cry then, Kagome? If you’re used to him treating you this way."

She didn't answer the question with words. More sobbing could be heard. I slowly walked over and sat down beside her. I expected her to ask me why I was sitting so close, but was surprised by her putting her arms around my neck. I felt her chest softly heaving with sobs. This is what I wanted, but not at the expense of her feeling like this. I slowly draped my arms around her and held her close to me. I was careful with this. I knew enough not to take advantage of situations such as this. So for a time, we sat on the floor in a silent embrace.


Kagome's point of view

I couldn't believe that someone else besides Inuyasha, was holding me. The feeling was different. Relaxing. And in an odd way, it felt right. If truth is told, I had always wondered what it would feel like to have Miroku's arms around me. Even though he came on a little too strong in our first meeting, this seemed right. I was the one who broke the embrace we shared and looked into his eyes, clearly, for the first time. So much wisdom for someone as young as he was. A wandering monk. One who didn't follow my own world's traditional vow. I felt a new and different feeling with him. One of which I’d never felt with Inuyasha. I couldn’t begin to explain that even if I believed I could.


Miroku's point of view

It was difficult to sit here and not move too fast. When she did move out of my embrace I opted to speak before I did something that I would regret. "Kagome? Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

For the first time that whole evening, she smiled a little then answered. "No. Miroku. You didn't do anything wrong. In honesty, you've done everything right."

The meaning of that lost me. I was expecting her to get up and leave the room in search of him. But instead of standing up, she leaned forward and softly kissed me. My thoughts went all screwy after that. This was not the same girl, no wait, woman that I knew. It took me several moments to regain my composure of this new advance.

She spoke again touching my face. "You seemed surprised by my doing that. Was it not worth it?"

After another deep breath, I spoke softly gently laying her on the floor. "Yes, I was surprised but yes, it was worth it." And with those words hanging above the room, I cautiously leaned down and kissed her back then waited for sudden rejection, but when finding none, I gently met her mouth again. I'd only dreamt of this but never once believing that it would actually come to pass. But yet the day where I could actually kiss her, without getting slapped in return was right before me.

When our heavy kiss was broken, she spoke the words I can honestly say I never thought I'd hear from her. "Miroku. Please. Make love to me."

I just nodded slowly and met her mouth again. Our tongues collided with one another. Soft moans emulated from her and I could feel the warmth between her legs beginning to get hotter and the teasing sensation was sending me into oblivion. I moved my left hand down between her thighs then gently massaged the clothed area. Another soft moan escaped her lips and she broke the kiss turning her head to the side.

I took this opportunity to kiss the tender area of her neck and shoulder then moved backwards until I was sitting up. I paused and waited for her to change her mind but when she didn't, I proceeded to help her remove the uniform shirt she wore. Then removed the skirt as well. Leaning back down to her, I trailed my tongue across her trembling lips and slowly pushed it inside her waiting mouth.

My hardness was starting to increase even more than before wanting to be released. Kagome, sat up when I did and helped me remove the robe I wore. After we finished tas task, we laid back down on the bed she had in there and I took my time entering her. She was tight and I knew with her still being a virgin, a wrong move from me, could hurt her severely. She moaned softly as I gently broke through the wall that proved my thoughts correct.

Afterowinowing her to get used to feeling me within her, I slowly movyselyself within then gently raised her legs a little more and as soon as I did, my length slid deeper. She fit me perfectly and the feeling of being inside of her was beyond anything that I had ever experienced and I chose to move slowly in order not hurt her.


Kagome's point of view

For some reason, I felt like I was betraying Inuyasha by being with Miroku like this. I ended up promising myself that I would deal with the guilt later because what was happening right now, should be all that matters. I've always known though that Inuyasha never really saw me the same way Miroku does. For him, it's always been Kikyo and as difficult as that is to admit, I knew that it would never change.

Miroku was gentle in every way by how he moved within me. I'd always thought that your first time, it would hurt like mad. But it didn't. I sighed softly holding him close to me as I tried to meet every slow movement that he made inside. If this is what heaven feels like I don't ever want to leave it.


Miroku's point of view

I pushed myself inside of her again then gently raised up and held her hips within my hands. Slowly moving myself within while softly increasing the rhythm for us. I felt my release on the verge of breaking and laid her back down on the floor. I spoke next to her right ear as I softly kissed it.

"Kagome. Let me come in you you. Please, bear my child."

I was answered with another soft moan then the words, "Yes, Miroku." I sighed deeply and pushed inside of her again. Until the last time I did so, I felt my hot liquid spew itself within her body and let out a muffled cry of relief. She came the same time I did, which caused another shudder from me.

As the torrents of rain pounded the hut outside and thunder roared overhead, we laid on the floor entwined within each other’s arms. A passing thought occured to me. One that had Inuyasha's name attached to it. I softly kissed Kagome's lips then whispered. "We'd better get dressed before we're seen like this."

She nodded slowly. I got up first then helped her. After gathering our clothes, I touched her face with my left hand then said. "We'll be found out eventually. You know this can not be hidden." touching her belly.

"I know. Let's worry about that when we have to."

I smiled in reply and kissed her again. After she left the room to wash up, I looked back over my shoulder when I sensed a presence that wasn't there before. I spoke softly.

"Who's there? I know someone is, because I can feel you."

A dark shadow suddenly emerged from one corner of the room and hovered there. Then the deep voice that I knew all too well answered with a snicker.

"Ah. Miroku. You finally found a woman to bear your fruit. Pity that she is Inuyasha's. My, my. What an interesting little tale this will be if he was to find out about it."

"Naraku. How long have you been there?"

Laughter, then he walked forward until he stood in front of me. Full flesh. No baboon skin concealed him this time. He answered running a hand across the left side of my face. "Long enough to witness you taking her. What a lovely sight she is in extreme bliss. If I wasn't so inclined to not have anything to do with women, I would love to be the one to completely break her."

"You touch her and you will surely die." I said back angrily.

"Ah, my dear boy. So quickly you forget. I hold something over your head." Then reached for my right hand and said. "Remember this?"

I spat back. "What do you want, Naraku? What is it?"

"You my dear one. Just like I saw this night."

"What if I say no?"

"You won't have a choice, pet. If you do not, this curse you have will remain. And Inuyasha will know about what happened here." He then faded out of sight.

I stood there feeling lost and helpless. If I didn't do what he wanted, I'd die either way. Either by my own hand, literally. Or by Inuyasha's.