Another Day

Another Day.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha co. though it would be super nifty
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            Miroku
reflected upon his life as he stared out into the vacant sea ahead of him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  His staff had been stabbed into the moist
dirt beside him and was hard to pull as he decided to get on with his day.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>   Sango had been away for a long time.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  It was fair that he missed her terribly of
course, but today it had been worse than ever. 
When was she planning on returning from the old slayer village?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Why the hell did she make it so prominently
important that she go alone?  Where was
Inuyasha?  Why the hell was he
alone?  His mind raced with a thousand
thoughts.  One right after the other in
no particular importance, mostly just randomizing as it came to the surface of
his mind.  He lifted his hand and stared
at the Kazaana with disgust.  This damn
hand was the cause of most of his problems. 
He couldn’t ever truly be intimate with a woman without that
rosary binding, in fears that something unspeakable would happen.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  How he longed to be intimate, he thought
about it every time a woman entered his line of view, of scent, of
feeling.  It was especially hard having
Sango around, he loved her and much to the dismay of other’s, he wouldn’t
settle for an easy fuck when it came to her. 
He wanted to achieve that spectacular level of intimacy that is only
reached by true lovers.  class=GramE>Where internal feelings for that other person surpass any physical
thrill in fact adding to it in the process, obviously something that was
in the teachings of his apprenticeship as a young monk.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  His thoughts did nothing but annoy him to the
extent where he wished he was one of the demons that became victim to
Inuyasha’s WindScar.  What was he going
to do with himself after this was over and everything was done?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  With a sigh and one last glance to the
horizon, he walked back to the village. 
Seeing a glimpse of Inuyasha as he walked haphazardly into the tiny hut,
he stopped short.  The hanyou had obviously
seen him because he turned around and strolled over to Miroku.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            class=GramE>“You sulking again Monk?” 
Miroku simply let a smile pass on his lips.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Inuyasha looked annoyed at his lack of
speech.  “I guess you are still thinking
about Sango and how badly you fucked this up … again…poor Sango...” style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Inuyasha laughed and crossed his arms.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Miroku let out a sigh.

            “Inuyasha,
what you don’t realize is that I have not… fucked
up… I simply made a mistake and am giving my dearest Sango some breathing room
to forgive me.”  He looked Inuyasha’s
grim appearance over, and let out a laugh of his own.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “At least my dearest knows what my feelings
are… and my intentions.  If I feel sorry
for anyone… it is Lady Kagome.” 
Inuyasha’s arms shot back from their crossed pose and his eyes narrowed
at Miroku.  That remark had obviously
pissed the hanyou off, because he let a growl escape his lips and his teeth
were bearing.

            “What the
hell is that supposed to mean you fucking lecher?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He grabbed the monk’s collar his face mere
inches from Inuyasha’s, Miroku took his hands and lightly shoved him back.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Inuyasha complied and collected himself, and
then looking up at the monk again he asked.

            “What do
you mean by that?”  He still looked a bit
tense, but Miroku was more than eager to explain.

            “Well,
Inuyasha, you still have not even told Kagome that you love her.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  We all know you do… you know you do… so why not tell her?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Don’t you think that is only fair?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Did you ever wonder if perhaps that makes
Kagome uncomfortable?”  Inuyasha let out class=GramE>a humph.  Miroku knew
that he had hit a mark when Inuyasha simply turned and walked away.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            As Miroku
went about his own sulking, he started to think about what Inuyasha had
said.  Perhaps his flirting and wandering
hand would actually one day push her to the brink so badly that she would style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>never come back.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  His heart sank at the thought of never seeing
his beloved beside him again, and he carefully considered Inuyasha’s words and
warnings … more than he ever had before. 
As he was sitting within the hut near one of the flats along the ground,
he felt Inuyasha's presence behind him. 

            “Inuyasha
I know you are there… of what do I owe your company?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He didn’t even have to turn around.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            “How’d ya
know it was me?”  He mumbled almost
incoherently stumbling into the hut. 
There was a pause as Inuyasha came up behind Miroku.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “Ehy Miroku?” 
He questioned…almost at whisper level, not exactly Inuyasha’s style… he
was scratching his ear with one of his claws and had his other behind his
back.  Miroku couldn’t help but cock his
brow at his odd stance.

            “What is
it Inuyasha?”  The hanyou looked at
Miroku in a very confused way and he couldn’t help but laugh.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Inuyasha gave him a frozen stare.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Miroku cleared his throat and continued.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  “What ever seems to be bothering you my
friend?”  Inuyasha sat beside him near
the flats.

            “I was… style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>thinking about what you said earlier…
you know about Kagome and all, and… well, I may be totally out of my mind for
thinking this but, you are right.” 

            “As were
you my dear friend.”  Miroku was
silent.  Inuyasha perked.

            “What was
I right about?”  Miroku let out a
sigh. 

“We both need to learn how to treat our women better
don’t we Inuyasha.”  Inuyasha looked
confused but knowingly at the monk and let out a grunt.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Uncrossing his arms and fidgeting a bit, he
sat beside Miroku.