"Icy Storms"

It was night… As always, Nian-Nian was all alone wondering at the selfish beauty of the ocean… Lying on her back at the moonlight, she seemed to belong to that world. The soft moves of the waves were such a cruel song for her ears. Tonight it was as if the ocean was angry with her. It seemed mad about the fact that she was no more a pure child of its…After the night she spent with Sesshomaru and Erola she couldn’t have remained the same… “So many things have changed now…” were the words the ocean was whispering to her…
She closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel the caress of the black wind… Now the sky was entirely covered with little white lights. With her hand raised to the sky and with the power of her mind, she started to engrave into the hard surface of the infinity that surrounded her, words known only by her… She looked like a Sphinx in the dry desert…
A hand, raised from the darkness of the night, touched her neck , and then followed the rhythm of her hand helping her in this imaginary writing. He sat near her, almost holding her in his arms, and he seemed to know every word she was writing…
“How…? “she tried to ask, but Miroku interrupted her :
“Shhh… Don’t worry… I just know. I am exactly like you, my Nian-Nian.”
She didn’t say a thing. She felt so good there, in his arms. It was as if she longed so much for his strong arms to hold her tight. She sat there, between his legs, feeling his fully contracted muscles at the touch of their bodies… He put his head on her shoulder and stabbed the ocean. She felt his arms moving around her waist. He pulled her nearer, now being completely glued to each other. He was dressed in some short purple pants, which were matching with the colour of his hand glove form his right hand. She realized how much she liked him like that, how much she liked his curse. As if they settled for it before, she was wearing a short tight purple dress designed with some long extensions, which were dancing so beautifully in the wind.
“Why? Why Sesshomaru? “ asked Miroku in a low sad voice holding her so tight as if he wanted her to stop breathing. “Tell me why? “
“I don’t know… I… I didn’t know that it would be like this… I can’t explain… It just happened…” answered Nian-Nian being completely confused by his reaction.
He wanted to say something but she interrupted him as she turned to face him.
“I don’t know! No, no, no! “ said she almost yelling. Now she was holding him in her hands, kneed in front of him. The touch of her breast on his body made him realize how much he wanted her. He didn’t say a thing. He just started to move his arms around her body, feeling her soft skin. He moved his left hand up and down her leg and then touched her beautifully curved but.
She raised her head, took his in her hands, and looked in his blue eyes. He aggressively pulled her near him.
“ What do you think you’re doing? You don’t care about me! About what I feel! What? You think that just staying here with me will erase the pain you caused me by sleeping with him? “ yelled Miroku at her grabbing her shoulders. “ You knew what I was feeling for you! You even made me forget Sango. You took it out of my heart! You, with your beauty, with the way you act… I can’t take you out of my mind. What have you done to me? “. Tears were now blending with soft raindrops that were pouring from the clouds above. The wind made them dance the rhythm of Miroku and Nian-Nian’s sadness.
“Please, Miroku, please! I didn’t want to do this to you! Please stop!” . Now she was holding him strongly in her arms. She pushed him in the wet sand and put her hands on his chest feeling his muscles. She was staying in her knees bent over him, with his body between her legs, and she was caressing his hair. He did not make any move. She looked in his eyes, neared her burning lips to his, and kissed him softly. The taste of his lips was so sweet. She became mellow-mellow. He felt the heat from her body. He almost started to think that he was too hard with her, but he didn’t respond to her kiss.
“I am sorry.” said Nian-Nian stopping from kissing him as soon as she realized that he was immune at her touch. She stood and started to run in the rain, tears coming out of her desperate eyes. The unique smell of the ocean mixed with the freshness of the rain thrilled her. The sand was wet and yet so pleasant at touch. The wind was blowing hard and the extensions of her dress were flying on her back giving her the image of a goddess.
After a moment, as if waking up from a dream, Miroku stood and started to run after her.
“Stop! Nian-Nian! Stop!” he cried after her. Thou she didn’t stop, he immediately caught her and grabbed her hand.
“What do you want from me, Miroku? Let me go! “she said while trying to get away from him. Wet strands of her hair were covering her angry and scared face. She looked so sexy and beautiful like that, all wet and shivering. He also looked handsome with the worm raindrops pouring on his extraordinary body. They were so attracted one to each other that they just couldn’t realize it! The ocean, driven mad by the storm, let one of its sons, a big wave, to come to the shore. As they were near the water the waves hit them and in order to protect her, he pushed her in his arms and held her tight.
“Never run away from me again. Never! Understand?!” said Miroku in an angry voice thinking about the fact that maybe if he couldn’t have got in time near her, the strong and big wave would have carried her away , in the middle of the ocean. Completely horrified by this thought, he held her tight in his arms.
Being complete lost and without anyone’s help, except his, she slowly put her fragile arms around his neck, feeling his nervous muscles. The danger passed away as a cherry blossom in the summer wind… From there, they could see the mother nature in all her glory: black and heavy clouds melting over the angry ocean waves, the kiss between them, the enormous lightning spreading its majestic root across the dark sky, the roaring of the pouring water, the scream of all the nature… Energy surrounded their lost souls taking away their thoughts, their hearts…
He took her up in his strong arms and at the touch of her burning body, he shivered. When he thought that they were no more in danger, he let her down on the muddy sand and looked at her…
“I am sorry, Nian-Nian! I am… I don’t know what is happening to me… Why? Can you tell me why, Nian-Nian? Can you? You should know very well what is happening to me… Oh, yeah… You… It is always you, huh? You never think about the others, about their feelings!”. His voice sounded so weird in her ears, the echo of his painful words was still rolling in her mind.
“I didn’t do a thing! No!”. She was lying on her back, holding her wet body with the help of her elbows and her legs, separated one from another, sustained her strange position.
He could see, between her long legs, her delicate white tang, which was very well glued to the form of her “sensible” body-part. The curves of the tang gave him a feeling of burning fire, which started bursting from his heart going down his abdomen.
“What’s the matter, Miroku? I can see it in you! You’re not that tough as you think you are! I can see all your feelings in your beautiful blue eyes! If I want they can tell me everything I wish to know…”
“And what do they tell you now? Huh? What?” Miroku aggressively grabbed her hand and raised her from the ground. He pushed her in his arms and put his hand on her soft wet leg, dragging it at the level of his abdomen. She elegantly moved her leg in order to grab his body better. Her hands lied helpless on his sexy chest. She was a little confused by his unexpected reaction.
“What do I see? I see how much you hate me for sleeping with the demon! I see your disgrace! You only want to make me suffer as much as you do now!” said she while moving her face nearer his. Her honey and sensual voice hid so well the big lie that she has just said…
Feeling her breath near his lips offered him the caress he longed for so much. He knew that her answer was just a simple lie, but entering in her game he answered:
“Yes, I want you to suffer! Sango would have never done such a thing to me! She is only mine! She is devoted to me! If I want, I can go back and bring her here, too. I thing that you will be such good friends.” He knew that by mentioning Sango, Nian-Nian would become angry and jealous. He could feel her burning blood spreading into her veins making her heart beat faster.
“Sango, Sango and once again Sango! If you miss her that much, then go back to her! I thought you said you had forgotten her! I can’t believe this… “ She was so jealous. That Sango… How much she heated that woman, Miroku’s woman… She put her hand around his neck, holding him strongly, as if she wanted him to belong to her.
The raindrops were even bigger now and the ferocious wind was carrying in the air, like the wings of a flying phoenix, the extensions of her white dress with its incredible power.
“I can make you suffer, Nian-Nian! But I don’t want to do this, I just want you to be completely mine. Will you be mine? Only mine? Swear here in front of all the gods and goddesses! Swear!”. Miroku almost yelled at her all this words, but still, in his voice she could recognize fear and sadness.
She was there, in his arms, feeling his body next to hers, holding his head in her arms… She did not answer. She just touched slowly his lips with hers feeling their sweet taste that drove her mad and then licked them full of desire. He opened his mouth entering her rhythm, letting her burning tongue inside. He let her sweet lips to kiss him and when he felt that he just couldn’t stand her playful tongue moving so erotically in his mouth he pushed her away and looked at her.
“Damn, you look so sexy!” he said. He grabbed her hand while lying down on the sand pulling her directly over him.
A lightning spread its enforced light among the sanctuary of the sky. Nature reached its highest level of beauty.