My Itoshii(darling), Inuyasha

My Itoshii, Inuyasha
By Nikki Shinomori
InuYasha
Rated: Eh, NC17
Warnings and such: yaoi, language, incest, and non-con (sorta)
AN: This story contains a slightly reserved Miroku and a horny Inuyasha. Alittle Sess/Inu for flavour. Some Kagome bashing on Inuyasha’s part, but I didn’t write it like that because I hate her or anything, Inuyasha’s just frustrated. This was my first InuYasha ficcy and I wrote it awhile ago so its not as good as like, A Feudal Love Story or anything but I did go back and revived it, added some stuff and updated the lame vocab I was using back then.
Enjoy

:: Somewhere near the BoneEater’s well ::

“Che, Inuyasha, that really hurt!” Miroku snatched his hand back away from Inuyasha’s grasp.
“Oh, I’m sorry Miroku, lemme kiss it and make it feel better.”
Inuyasha snatches the monk’s hand back and gently kisses the slightly bleeding finger. Miroku blushes lightly then sneers.
“We’d you bite me in the first place? Baka hanyou.” Miroku pulled his hand away from the dog youkai and cursed more words under his breath. “Thank you for the sentiment Inuyasha but I don’t like---when others of the same sex touch me in such a manner.” Thankfully, Miroku’s blatant lie was unnoticed.
Inuyasha gave him a look of mock sympathy. “Oh well I’m terribly sorry oh great and powerful onlooker of ominous clouds. I should have taken in consideration the flocks of females that fell for your charms. Do forgive me.” Inuyasha made a show of bowing. Miroku reddened at the blunt lie.
“Well you didn’t have to put it like that. Women just don’t see me for the brave and unnaturally perfect being that I am.”
“You’re just a leeching, self-absorbed, thief that should be stripped of the title monk. Monk indeed. You are no more above perverted old men.” Inuyasha started to walk away and waved his hand behind him. “And I didn’t mean to bite you, your finger snagged on my fang while I was trying to..” He looked up and saw Miroku watching him. Becoming as red as his fire-mice kimono, he turned away in a huff and began walking away, muttering something under his breath.
Miroku watched as Inuyasha huffed away down the dirt road. He ran to catch up with him and grabbed Inuyasha’s sleeve turning him around. When they were facing Miroku saw noticed how close they had become. Nose to nose, Miroku thought that Inuyasha was going to kiss him. But he made no move to do so and simply continued blushing, waiting for Miroku to do something.
“Inuyasha…” Mirokuan ban but didn’t know what to say. Inuyasha looked uneasy and patted him on the shoulder saying its alright and to forget it.
They walked on in uneasy silence. Miroku broke it with a question he knew Inuyasha didn’t want to hear.
“…Inuyasha shouldn’t you go and free the well of that tree so that Kagome may return?” That did it. Inuyasha began to wave his arms around and blowing hot air in another one of his temper tantrums. Miroku sighed.
“Why should I? She’s a waste of my damn time. Always ‘Inuyasha save me!’ ‘Inuyasha don’t you like me?’ ‘Inuyasha, do you still love Kikyou?’ or that damned ‘Sit boy!’. It pisses me the hell off. It’s much, *much* more pleasant without her around getting in my way.” Inuyasha said with finality.
“But Inuyasha, surely you can look past the girl’s flaws, she is able to---”
“She can locate the shards to the Shikon jewel? Yeah I know that, so what. I’m doing *just* fine on my own I don’t her stupid ability okay!” Inuyasha cross-legged and stubborn, sat on the ground against a tree, Miroku stood next to him.
“But we need her, don’t you understand that Naraku as we speak is…” He looked away to upset to speak further.
“I need you…” Inuyasha said under his breath, speaking to the ground.
“What was that?” Miroku asked, afraid he heard what he thought he heard.
“Whatever, I’m done talking about this.” Inuyasha flopped down into the long grass, laying on his back and sighed.
“Well not not Inuyasha, you’re the only one who can remove the tree and call Kagome back, and even if you say you don’t need her I could definitely use her assistance.”
“Shut up.” Miroku flushed with anger. Inuyasha smiled that self-absorbed smile of his. “And fuck me.”
“What did you say?” Miroku starting backing up but Inuyasha grabbed his ankle from where he lay. With one tug, Miroku was on the ground and had Inuyasha crawling into his lap.
“Or I could do you if you’re too shy. Come on Miroku when’s the last time you got any? Oh yeah, never!” Inuyasha pinning Miroku down starting to laugh hysterically. “Maybe its about time you were broken in, eh monk?”
“I-Inuyasha what is the meaning of this? Since when did you---” Inuyasha cut him off by pressing and hard kiss to his lips.
“Since when did I like guys? Well let me see…ah yes we can thank my dear oniichan for that one.”
“Sesshoumaru? Well what does he have to ….” Miroku’s eyes widened as realization hit him. Inuyasha smiled, fangs showing down at Miroku’s ashen face. “Mmm, ah the memories.”
:: Flashback ::

“Unnn, o-oniichan..”
The young Inuyasha, looking no more than twelve but actually a considerable deal older, squirmed under his bigger brother’s firm hold. His brother, the young Lord Sesshoumaru, wore nothing but a self-satisfied, cold smile baring his defined fangs. He appeared to be a late teenager and his silky white hair went only past his ears. Inuyasha’s was still rather short and stuckin din disarrayed white spikes.
Inuyasha was losing his fight and soon gave in to fatigue. Half demon or not, having your chest licked while struggling against it, sapped a good deal of energy. “Stop.. oniichan”
“I haven’t even begun.” Inuyasha tried once again to free himself but hadn’t any strength. Sesshoumaru smirked, a cruel fanged smile and laughed softly.
“Are you through?”
“..iie.” He struggled as his hips were pinned and a hand snaked its way up his still covered thigh, groping his sex. “S-Stop!!”
Sesshoumaru pulled all of his little brother’s robes off and threw them aside. “Won’t be needing all those now will we?” He proceeded to sit cross-legged in the grass and pulled Inuyasha into his lap so his back was pressing against his chest. He put one hand over his hanyou brother’s mouth and with his free hand slid it down Inuyasha’s chest. Stopping at his nipples to rub and tease the hardening nubs. Inuyasha moaned through Sesshoumaru’s hand and jerked violently as his brother was working his deadly sharp, clawed fingers. He bit his brother’s fingers several times, but Sesshou never even flinched, and all it resulted in was having his sex squeezed. The moon was out and it gave them some light in the small clearing in the woods where Sesshoumaru had dragged the kicking and screaming half-breed out of his sleep. Everyone else who lived on the estate was attending a ball or feast or some other such pointless gathering. So they did not hear the frantic half demon, nor would they care anyhow. And if they did return to find the young Lord Inuyasha gone they would think nothing on it. Sesshoumaru was free to do as wished, and he wished to have his younger brother’s weak but sexually tempting body. He took him to the woods so no one would interfere with his innocent fun.
Inuyasha screamed when Sesshoumaru grabbed his young sex with his entire hand and pumped it in a light grip. Sesshoumaru had released Inuyasha’s mouth and now his arm was around the hanyou’s chest hugging his back hard to Sesshoumaru’s now sweaty chest.
“O-Oniichan..” Inuyasha panted and hugged his brother’s arm tightly, tears streamed down his face dripping onto the arm. Sesshoumaru licked Inuyasha’s neck tenderly as he continued to pump Inuyasha’s rigid sex. The small demon boy cried out in pleasure and shuddered as he spilled his seed for the first time, soaking his older brother’s hand with it. Sesshoumaru for the first time kissed his brother, sweetly on his sweaty neck and let go of him. Inuyasha didn’t make a move to leave and simply sat between his brother’s bare legs and hugged Sesshou’s one arm with both of his, still crying, but it his sobs were soft and fading. Sesshoumaru breathed into Inuyasha’s little dog-ear. “What’s the matter? Aren’t you going to run, I’m releasing you.”
“Iie…” Inuyasha closed his eyes and stopped crying, he lightly kissed his brother’s arm and Sesshoumaru felt his face redden slightly. He hadn’t expected Inuyasha to stay. “I wanna stay with you oniichan.”
“But…why.” He slid his hands under Inuyasha’s armpits and picked him up, turning him to face him. He couldn’t help but to smile at his cute little brother’s sweet, panting face. He blushed slightly went he saw a tickle of sweat run down his small chest and down to weepweeping, violated sex.
Inuyasha put his small clawed fingers on Sesshoumaru’s shoulders and leaned in, kissing him chastely on the mouth. His older brother hesitated only for a moment before sliding his arms around him and hugging him gently, kissing him back. Sesshoumaru deepened kiss, slipping his tongue deep into his brother’s mouth. Inuyasha shuddered as Sesshoumaru let his hands slide down and start rubbing his thighs.
“I love you, oniichan. I want so much to be like you. A full demon.”
“Well there are ways to acquire such a thing.” Sesshoumaru off as as he stuck his tongue out, swirling it about into Inuyasha’s ear and placed a finger in his squirming brother’s mouth. Inuyasha sucked on it with attentive care. Sesshoumaru smiled and removed the slicked finger, placing a gentle kiss to his brother’s now salivated lips.
“Well I will do whatever it takes, and then I will defeat you big brother. To show you just how strong I am.”
Sesshoumaru laughed at this and hugged his brother tightly as tears stung his eyes. “Well there you have it,” he hid his true feelings, “we are now bitter sibling rivals.” He swallowed back the lump in his throat.
He lay down on his back with Inuyasha on his stomach, they passionately kissed as their curious fingers explored each other’s bodies. Sesshoumaru, after prepping his brother’s entrance with his slick fingers, placed Inuyasha over his now very much erect, dripping wet cock and his little brother, with much squirming, finally took it in. He bit his lower lip and his ears were pinned down as Sesshoumaru grasped his slender waist and slid him up and down on his impressively large member. Inuyasha was soon tearing up again at the pain, but he was also moaning in shear pleasure as something inside him was repeatedly hit.
Sesshoumaru’s face was as well painted with sensual gratification and his breathing had become heavy and labored. He was sweating and having spasms every time his brother’s tightness would tighten and squeeze on his throbbing sex. He let out small gasps and moans of pleasure as he worked his brother up and down. He felt his brother spurt his young hot cum all over their bellies and he growled in ecstasy as he released deep with the cute little hanyou.
“Brother…” Inuyasha whispered as they lay panting quietly in the grass, bathed in the light of the moon.
“Hn?”
“You should kidnap me from my quarters more often.” He smiled sleepily.
Sesshoumaru laughed softy and ran a hand though his brother’s soft snowy white spikes of hair.
“I agree…itoshii otôto..”


“And so on.” Finished Inuyasha who was adjusting his pants. He had acquired a pretty nifty hard-on during his story and was grinding his hips against Miroku’s tense thighs. He licked the side of the monk’s mouth and grabbed Miroku’s untainted hand, leading it to his throbbing cock. Miroku pulled away and managed to wiggle out from underneath the horny half demon, rolling to the side. He regained his composure and fixed his robes. Glaring at the grinning Inuyasha, he finally spoke.
“You… you spoke of it so casually. Your brother raped you! Why do you--”
“No! I loved my brother and he loved me! We still do…Besides, having dog demon blood in your veins means you go into heat every now and then, so why noteaseease our natural needs on one another? I was fun while it lasted..” He sighed and flopped face down in the grass and chewed on a blade of grass.
“But you’re brothers! It’s morally wrong.” Miroku was mumbling something inaudible and leaned against the tree. Inuyashaung ung to his feet and closed the distance between the two.
“How can you speak of being immoral, you leech!” Inuyasha was inches from the monk’s face. “You don’t even know what happened so shut up.” He nailed Miroku against the tree and yanked the purple robes down again, revealing the upper chest and arms. Miroku blushed but didn’t try to fight Inuyasha’s advance. The dog-eared boy licked the monk’s neck and glided his tongue up to his ear and swirled his tongue around in it. Miroku’s face now a deep red betrayed his feelings toward Inuyasha’s doings. He let out small moan as Inuyasha’s hands played with his exposed nipples. They hardened and Inuyasha tugged on them. He gasped as Inuyasha went to pull off the rest of his monk’s garb.
“Speaking of which…I am in heat now if you’ve not noticed…”
“I-Inuyasha…p-please stop this, I’m n-not into…” He stifled a cry as Inuyasha slipped a hand down Miroku’s pants and cupped his balls.
“Then why don’t you do anything to stop me…admit it you like guys.” Inuyasha breathed into his wet ear.
“No…it doesn’t feel right Inuyasha. What if someone were to witness this? Shippou or even Naraku!” Miroku turned his head away as he felt Inuyasha’s free hand work itself up and down his side while the other gently stroked his rock hard sex, which betrayed any denial of his not liking Inuyasha’s treatment. Miroku bit his lip as Inuyasha tenderly but firmly gave a little squeeze.
“No one is going to see us. Just relax and let me work my expertise upon your way overdue body. You must agree that you crave sexual release.” Miroku didn’t respond. Inuyasha took the silence as surrender and went to completely untie the loose sash around his waist holding up his robes. Miroku pushed him away and hastily fixed his outfit. Hised bed burned crimson and he was panting in deep breaths. “Inuyasha, I can’t...okay..”.
Inuyasha frowned and watched as Miroku watched him, face still red and panting. Damn he wanted him! But he didn’t push it, instead he turned around and started to leave. Miroku regained his composure. He hadn’t expected Inuyasha to give up so easily and just up and leave.
“Inuyasha where are you going? We have to stay together if we are to locate the jewel shards without Kagome’s assistance.” He started to follow Inuyasha but stopped dead in his tracks when the demon turned around and shot a deadly cold scowl at him.
“I want to be alone. Go do whatever it is you did when you were a loner. Jerk.” And with one powerful leap Inuyasha was gone, descended into the forest.
“Inuyasha…”

~ Later that night ~

Inuyasha, lying in an oprassrassy field without a shirt and his pants hanging off his hips, sighed bitterly to the ascending moon. He was forced to get rid of his erection the old fashioned way.
“…Che, I’m so fucking bored! Why’d that stupid jerk turn me down? No one can resist me…and I was being serious to, I think I really like him. Well, liked him anyway. The big jerk, I had a hard-on and everything…”
“BOO!” Inuyasha jumped a good three feet it the air and painfully landed face first in the dirt. A small body was standing on top of his back now. “You shouldn’t talk to yourself, people might start saying things.” He smiled and jumped off Inuyasha’s back but was too late. Inuyasha had him by the tail and was red faced and baring his fangs.
“Shippou you little fox freak! Don’t just pop out of nowhere and scare the hell outta me like that.” He karate chopped poor Shippou on the head resulting in a small bump. “Or I might be forced to hurt ya!” Inuyasha dropped him.
“OW! Youn’t n’t hafta hit me you half-bred loser! I was sent here to give you a message. But now I don’t think I wanna tell you.” The little fox demon rubbed his sore head and stuck his tongue out at the still fuming Inuyasha.
“I don’t care what it was. Don’t tell me, makes no difference to me.” Inuyasha crossed his arms and stuck his tongue back at Shippou who peeled his eye-lid down in response.
“Fine, then I won’t tell you! But it was from Miroku if that matters at all.” Shippou started to walk away but Inuyasha grabbed his tail again. The kitsune bite his hand but he didn’t let go.
“Miroku told you something? Well if that’s the case then I wanna know what the message was.” Shippou kicked and tried to escape but to no avail.
“I thought you said you didn’t care, what’s this all of the sudden. Miroku mean that much to you?” Shippou asked, totally oblivious to what that could have implied. Inuyasha blushed and shook the demon by it’s overly bushy tail. “Stop---it-----Inu-----yasha----I’ll----tell---you!” He gasped for a breath.
“Well out with it or I’ll shake all the fur off your puny little hide!” Shippou kicked Inuyasha and he let him fall to the ground.
“Miroku wants to see you. He’s waiting near a waterfall somewhere that way and he said he wanted to talk to you. And that it was of (deep voice) dire importance.” With all of that said and been relieved of his duty, Shippou leapt into the woods and Inuyasha took to the air jumping over the trees in search of a waterfall.

~ At the waterfall ~

“Miroku!” Was all thnuyanuyasha could get out between raking in his desperately needed air. “You here?” He choked out.
“Inuyasha? Inuyasha, you actually came, I’m so glad.” Miroku stood from where he was seated. He had been sitting at the beginning of a small wooden bridge that led over the small crystal clear lake, then under the waterfall itself, and into the cozy little cave hidden behind it’s beautiful, purest blue wing. The moon reflected beautifully off the surface of the water. Inuyasha imprimpressed at the place Miroku had chosen.
He walked over to where Miroku stood waiting and was surprised to see that the monk was adorned in nothing more than a towel and of course his cursed hand’s wrapping and prayer beads. He wasn’t complaining of course, it pleased him greatly to see Miroku showing off his very fine, near perfect---no, it was perfect---body for the first time. He also wore a shy, smile.
His slender muscles were glistening in the moonlight, as was his smooth chest and flat stomach. He was wet, taking a late night dip no doubt. Inuyasha felt a tug, a slight tingle between his sweaty thighs. He wanted nothing more at the moment than to have Miroku rid himself of that towel and then bathe together in that beautiful lake.
“Inuyasha I need to talk to you.” He glided gracefully up to the spent dog boy and slid his clean arms around Inuyasha’s dirty, sweat neck. “You were dead on earlier…” He placed a wet kiss to Inuyasha’s lips. Inuyasha was at a loss for words. “I do indeed like boys, Inuyasha.” He let the towel drop. He pressed his rigid member up against Inuyasha’s, which was now very noticeable under his pants. Miroku kissed him again, this time suckling on the other’s tongue with lustful intent.
“Well,” he drawled, “I like you.”
Inuyasha finally found his voice and he slipped his hands around the monk’s waist. “Then why did you get so upset earlier when I advanced on you and said I didn’t care for Kagome.” He received another kiss from Miroku and this time the he trailed his tongue down Inuyasha’s neck and over collcollarbone. With Inuyasha’s help, his outer kimono slipped off and Miroku pulled apart the white top underneath, giving him more access to Inuyasha’s delicious flesh.
He stopped his tongue work to answer Inuyasha. “I was simply trying to hide the fact from you that I’m in love with you.. I thought that perhaps you were leading me on and then were going to crush me like I were a mere pebble in your hand.”
Inuyasha pushed Miroku back. “I would never crush you..” He smiled sincerely down into the monk’s glistening eyes and stroked his cheek. “I really missed you.. Now on to other maters…that lake.” Miroku glanced over his shoulder to the moonlit water.
“Ah yes, the water is quite enjoyable. Would you like to take our business to the warm embrace of the lake?” He shoved his fingers under the hem of Inuyasha’s hakama and the offending garment fell, exposing his love’s excitement.
“I do believe I would.”
Miroku led Inuyasha by the hand and took him down the rocky slope, which ended at the lake’s shore. There were hundreds upon hundreds of tiny red and yellow flowers bordering the water and further yet were cattails gently swaying in the gentle breeze.
Inuyasha carried a blushing, giddy Miroku into the warm water like a bride. He laid them down against a rocky wall and they sunk chest dintointo their private bath. Miroku sat with his back to Inuyasha, straddled between the demon’s long, slender legs. He leaned back against Inuyasha’s strong shoulders and closed his eyes while rubbing Inuyasha’s thigh. Inuyasha played with the monk’s hair, freeing it of it’s tie and letting it fall gracefully around his shoulders. He placed a soft kiss on the top of Miroku’s head.
“You’ve no idea how long I’ve wished for this day to come, my love.rokuroku took Inuyasha’s right hand and started sucking on his fingers, Inuyasha blushed lightly and trailed his other hand’s wet fingers down the monk’s slick abdomen. He sighed.
“I love you…” He cut himself off when all his blood seemed to race up to his face. Miroku laughed softly and leaned into the comforting hand of his beloved.
“Inuyasha…” Miroku turned around to face the red-faced dog boy. He pressed his wet naked body against the other’s and sweetly whispered into Inuyasha’s erect ear. “I love you too, always have.” With that he gave Inuyasha a heartfelt kiss to the lips. Inuyasha sed ted the kiss and sucked on Miroku’s tongue like his life depended on it.
“Do you mean it, I mean …really truly.” Inuyasha whispered as Miroku worked his suspiciously talented fingers down his back and cupped his ass.
“Really truly Inuyasha, I am not one to lie on such matters.”
“Well me either but you thought I was--”
Miroku pressed a finger to the demon’s mouth.
He smiled at the flustered Inuyasha and hugged their wet bodies together, both their members rigid betwtheitheir thighs, waiting anxiously for their turn. “You now have the rights to my body, dearest Inuyasha. My itoshii.”
Inuyasha blushed at the last remark and felt his lower muscle tighten even more. He s wit with need.
“Miroku…” He felt under the water and grasped Miroku’s stiff sex gently. He lightly bit his neck as he proceeded to do what needed to be done under the water. Miroku let out short gasping breathes as Inuyasha picked up his speed and bit down on his neck and made it bleed.
“Ah…Inu---ya--sha…Aha!!!!” One of his legs was lifted slightly and Inuyasha held it in place with the crook of his arm. Being in the water as they were, it was quite unnecessary for further lubrication. Inuyasha for the most part slid right in, give or take a little struggling on Miroku’s behalf. He was after all a virgin.
Miroku was tight, so very deliciously tight and Inuyasha savored the feeling of his love clenching around his sex. He had to start slow, lesthurthurt Miroku to bad, but he soon fell into rhythm and Miroku adjusted to the size of Inuyasha. Miroku was at first surprised at how large it was, after getting over a fit ofdy bdy blushing and squirming, he guessed that it must be because he was half demon. Wherokuroku blushed and fidgeted like that it made Inuyasha go crazy.
With Miroku panting and clinging fast to Inuyasha, the dog boy continued to rock their hips together until he felt the need to release rip through him, tear at him. He thrust a few more times, hitting Miroku’s prostate each time, sending the simpering monk over the edge, as the monk greedily stroked his own arching cock in rhythm with Inuyasha’s thrusts. He came first and he felt great, letting his aslipslip around Inuyasha’s arms tightly, as he anticipated Inuyasha’s climax. Inuyasha couldn’t help the urge to tightly squeeze Miroku to his sweaty chest, and Miroku continued to hold him. And in their embrace, Inuyasha moaned loudly in this throat, he felt every muscle in his body stiffen. His ears pinned back, and his shoulders rigid. Miroku’s loudly panting face was buried his chest and he set his head down on Miroku’s tense shoulder.
Miroku screamed and all the birds in the forest surrounding them took to the air. Time seemed to have stopped for two lwo lovers as Miroku was filled with Inuyasha’s essence. Both their hearts were like drums, each could hear and feel the other’s. Inuyasha was breathing hard through his mouth, Miroku likewise, his sweaty forehead on Inuyasha’s shoulder. They both held onto each other tightly, as if they release the other, they would plummet into the darkest reaches of hell.
“…Inuyasha, I love you…” Mu’s u’s face was covered with a cold sweat and his head swayed a bit to the side. Inuyasha cupped his cheek and lifted him out of the water. Neither had noticed but the temperature had dropped and the water was becoming chilled. Miroku shivered and Inuyasha held him tighter to himself.
Once out of the water Inuyasha laid Miroku down on his red fire mice kimono and own own purple robes and rolled him tightly in them. After Miroku quit his feverish shivering and fell asleep, Inuyasha used his white under kimono as a blanket for himself. He laid right next to Miroku and wrapped his arms around him, spooning him.
He the back of his neck. “Love you too.” He fell asleep holding unto the monk and dreamed *very* pleasant dreams.

~ The next morning ~

Miroku shook Inuyasha until the stubbornly deep sleeper roused. “Inuyasha get up, your gonna miss it!”
Inuyasha moaning and groaning like a spoiled child sat up and rubbed the sleep from his still half-shut eyes. “So what… it’s the sunrise…” He flopped back down into his white shirt and pulled Miroku’s abandoned robes over his eyes. Miroku snatched them away to Inuyasha’s discord. He sat back up, his puffy eyes open now. “The hell?”
“It’s not just a sunrise! It’s our first sunrise together. Really *together* I mean.” He blushed and Inuyasha couldn’t help but to smile, if weakly. He stretched, stood and then shook as a wet dog would.
“Well…I guess it is more lovely than a normal occasion’s sunrise.” He draped tired arms around Miroku’s shoulders and gave him quick good morning kiss. Miroku pulled back and hurried over to where he had a fire going. Inuyasha smelt food and his ears twitched.
“You’re a shitty liar Inuyasha.” He turned to sweetly smile at the dog boy. “But I love you just the same.” Inuyasha returned the smile.
“Yeah,l yol you snore and I still love you.” They both laughed as Miroku tended to their breakfast. Inuyasha’s stomach growled.
“My Inuyasha, your stomach has a far more frightening growl then you. Hungry are we, itoshii?” He picked up a steaming bowl of assorted things. When he handed it to the near drooling demon, Inuyasha quickly surveyed the contents. It was made up of rice, fried fish, cheese, and several different seasons. “It’s my specialty.” Miroku added, beaming with pride.
Inuyasha was quick to polish off the delicious meal and he noticed Miroku wasn’t sitting in front of him anymore. Hokedoked over his shoulder and his face lost all its color.
Miroku sitting on his knees was armed with a brush, bee’s wax, several different colors of ribbon, and hairpins. Inuyasha didn’t even register the thought of where or why he had any of those things. Miroku wore a sinister grin as he looked down at the dog demon’s pale face. “What’s the matter? I simply wish to play with my new girlfriend’s hair.” Miroku took up a thick lock of hair and inhaled it, sighing afterward. “You have beautiful hair Inuyasha, it just needs to get changed up a bit.” He smiled sweetly. Inuyasha leap to his feet.
“No it doesn’t you psycho! And since when was I your girlfriend! You’re more a girl than me!” He took off and started to run but Miroku was quick at his heels.
“Come on Inuyasha, let me play with your hair!”
Miroku eventually caught and pinned Inuyasha in a sitting position and using a seal, kept Inuyasha still. After trying out many different styles, Miroku was finally satisfied with two buns at each side of the cursing demon’s head and each had a trail of braids running down just above Inuyasha’s shoulders. Miroku had also placed some of the tiny red and yellow flowers in the braids for good measure. He was proud of his work. Inuyasha sat and pouted.
“Done yet?” Inuyasha said when he saw Miroku back off and appraise his work a few feet away.
“One more thing…” He tied a large black ribbon around each bun, they complemented Inuyasha’s white hair perfectly. He wiped his hands together and smiled his special smile. “Now I’m done.”
He released Inuyasha from his bidding charm and led him to the lake, Inuyasha was still naked so he wrapped his kimono around his waist. He stared at his reflection in the clear, calm water and blushed. But instead of becoming upset like Miroku had anticipated, the half demon smiled. A pleased smile, Miroku was shocked, but happy.
“You like it Inuyasha?” Miroku asked while playing with one of the braids.
“Actually…I do. I really do Miroku. I look so, I don’t know…kirei !” He smiled again and kissed Miroku’s flushed cheek. “You did a really good job, koi.”
“Maa, I’m glad you like it, my itoshii.” They kissed and Miroku’s efforts fell around Inuyasha’s shoulders in a wave of white as he undid the buns and fingered the braids loose, not being able to resist running his fingers through Inuyasha’s hair.

And sitting together, tangled in each other’s limbs, on the cliff of their waterfall, they watched their sun rise. Marking the beginning of something beautiful.

~ owari ~