Wednesday, June 22, 2005

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Another one of my quizes got accepted!
A Man And A Woman: The curse of the monks hand
*episode 2*

Several minutes after Miroku leaves, Sango decides that she needs some fresh air. The monk is undoubtably about some lecherous distraction; not that it’s any of her business. She simply cannot sit and do nothing any longer. Taking her weapons, but gesturing for Kirara to stay with Kohaku, she heads out into the building dusk. The villagers are making there ways to their homes for the evening, so there are a good number of people moving about. However, the slayer thinks she sees a monk’s robes heading into the forest, accompanied by a body which is undoubtably that of the only monk in the village. Surprised that he is not pursuing his usual activities in the town, and curious what might have possessed him to leave town without telling them, Sango goes after him.
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A Man And A Woman: The curse of the monks hand
*episode 3*

Miroku tries desperately to get away, but Akume’s grasp, although gentle as a lover’s caress, is unyielding. Finally, having backed up to a tree, Miroku drops his staff and grabs her wrists, wrenching them off of him. Allowing her hands to go freely, Akume presses her body against his in a very intimate fashion. She says, “Now, now, gorgeous man. Plenty of time for that later.” Flipping her around so that she is the one pressed against the tree with her arms at her sides, the monks tells her, “For one of Naraku’s incarnations, you seem very weak Unless...” She gives a small chuckle and says, “...yes, unless. Unless I’m not even trying to fight you. Such thoughts must lead you to wonder if fighting is not what I have in mind. As I said, there will be time for bloodshed later. Also as I said, I want to sleep with you.” Miroku asks, both perplexed and angry, “Why would I bed an incarnation of my worst enemy ? ” She says, “Because from the moment you laid eyes upon me it is all you have thought about, and because I have wanted it for as long as I have existed. You are the most desirable male to any woman born of Naraku. Not that either of the ice princesses would have admitted it. High and mighty bitches! I, on the other hand, make no secret of it. Come now beautiful boy, by sunrise one of us must be dead. That leaves us hours to pass. Why not spend them pleasantly.” That said, she pushes her lips against the monk’s which eagerly receive them. Summoning every measure of his strength, Miroku pushes himself away from her and stagers to the middle of the clearing. Akume walks up behind him and reaches her arms around him, rubbing his chest through his robes. She says, “Surely you will defeat me, would you deny me this one request? Or do I have to beg you?” Pressing up against his back, she whispers in his ear, “Please Miroku, make love to me. I need you...I want you...so badly.” Miroku knows all the reasons why he must not give in. He knows that it is probably a trap, that nothing about Naraku can be trusted, and that he is allowing the same weakness which doomed his grandfather to control him now. But he also knows that a beautiful woman is begging him to take her, right there, right then. A battle wages within him between his desire and his reason. Finally, the battle is decided. He turns in her arms and presses his lips to hers. An arm goes around her shoulder, crushing her to him. His other hand goes to her butt and begins to stroke. Feeling this, Akume moans into Miroku’s mouth and the last vestments of self-control vanish from his mind.
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Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Actung!!!
This story contains some sexually suggestive material. This may include, but is not limited to talking dirty, talking vaguely about having sex, and generally acting in a Miroku like manner. This will not include sex of any kind. This has been a warning. ^_^

A Man And A Woman: The curse of the monks hand
*episode 1*
Following Giman’s defeat, the group seeks out the nearest village for Kohaku to recover in. Lacking time to perform an elaborate hoax, Miroku reluctantly pays for a room out of his personal stash. He comforts himself that, along with doing a noble deed, he can also give the village a chance to earn his gold later on. After all, such villages usually have at least a few unattached beauties in them; not that attachments would necessarily stand in his way. When every one is settled in: Sango and Kagura are sitting together, allowing Kagome to tend to Kohaku’s wounds with her superior medical knowledge and technology, Shippo is sleeping after the day’s excitement, Inuyasha is sitting in the far corner of the hut, eyes closed but clearly on guard duty, and Kirara is sitting next to the patient, softly purring against him in a soothing manner, Miroku heads out into the village. He is greatly disappointed when, upon examination, this village seems to be the exception to the rule. He cannot find a single attractive woman, unattached or otherwise. He has almost given up hope and resigned him self to finding a jug of rice wine to keep him company for the night, when he notices a figure moving away from him, towards the edge of the village. Her dress is that of a village girl, but something in the way her hips move as she walks catches the monks lecherous eye. Before passing beyond the last hut, into the forest from which Miroku’s group has come, she turns and stares straight at him. There is much distance between them, but the monk thinks he sees a smile on her face. He would have been paying more attention were it not for her face itself. The face captivates Miroku. It is not as young as he had expected, no girl, this is a woman. But still young enough that it shows no hint of old age and it is by no means unattractive. She turns and disappears into the woods. Miroku follows walking on a cloud. He would normally create a pretext, certainly a woman should not go alone into a forest such as that so close to sunset. However, at the moment he is drunk with her presence, and he simply knows that he must see her face again, much closer and as intimately as possible. As he enters the forest, he sees a figure walking away at he far end of his vision. He pushes further and further into the thick woods following the elusive form. Finally, he enters a clearing and sees her standing before him. Up close, her face is even more captivating then before. For some time, the monk can do nothing but stare at her face, slack jawed and speechless. Finally he composes himself and steps forward, raising a palm in greeting. He says, “Hello, I am a humble servant of Buddha. May I ask your name?” In a deep seductive voice, she says, “I am called Akume.” He nods, barely noticing what she said because of how she said it. He can no longer contain himself, he skips his entire routine and jumps straight to, “Would you consider bearing my children?” She walks to within arms reach of him and says, “...no. I will not bear your children. But I would very much like to sleep with you.” Miroku is stunned. Akume says, “Come now, surely you did not think that you were the only one who had such impure thoughts.” She steps closer to him and says, “Don’t be silly, Miroku.” Raising his significantly lowered guard, the monk asks, “I did not mention my name; how do you know me?” Reaching her arms around his neck, she laughs and says, “Miroku, you are known to all women...born of Naraku.”
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Monday, June 20, 2005

Even Better Than The Real Thing: The first of the new
*episode 4*

Sango and Kirara are watching the forest beneath them in search of Kohaku. Sango doesn’t notice them, but the demon’s eyes pick out two figures standing less than two meters apart in a clearing. When they close in, Sango is shock to find that they are her little brother...both of them. She lands and tries to comprehend what she is seeing. Before her are two Kohakus. One is holding the scythe and standing up. He has a small cut on his arm. The other is crouched down, covered in cuts, and appears weak from loss of blood. The one with the scythe calls, “Sister, don’t be fooled. It’s a demon, sent by Naraku. Earlier it looked like Kagura and took my weapon. Before I could get it back, I got this cut. It had no idea how to handle a scythe and chain. It has a sacred jewel shard, mine, or so it says . I just have to hit the shard and I’ll kill it. Sister, this will be my first demon. Stand back and let me slay it.” At the end of this monolog, the injured one shakes his head in denial. The weapon is raised for another strike as Sango says, “No ” She looks at her partner whose eyes say, “Don’t ask me.” Sango says, “I will slay this demon.” The armed Kohaku looks at her. “Fine. You’re the big sister, have it your way.” he says, lowering his weapon. Sango walks up to the wounded Kohaku, hefting the Hiraikotsu over her shoulder. He lowers his head and closes his eyes in resignation. Saying a silent prayer, Sango swings her weapon around, slicing Kohaku in half. She reaches into the wound and pulls out the jewel shard; although she is forced to drop it at once because of its evil. She says, “Kohaku, you can open your eyes now.” The kneeling, heavily injured Kohaku opens his eyes and looks up questioningly. His sister drops her weapon and falls to the ground hugging him. She says, “I know you little brother. You could never be that cruel, not even to a demon who had tried to kill you.” Content and safe, the real Kohaku drifts from conciseness in the arms of the one he trust the most.
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Even Better Than The Real Thing: The first of the new
*episode 5*

Inuyasha is running as fast as he can with two people on his back. He hasn’t smelled Kohaku yet and he stops every so often to sniff the ground. For the sixth time, Shippo decries the unfairness of the universe, “How come we have to go with Inuyasha? ? Why couldn’t we have gone with Sango or Kagura? Instead we have to get stuck with the idiot ” “Hush Shippo ” Kagome says in an almost scolding manner. “He hasn’t done anything yet.” Inuyasha says, “Let him whine ” Such maturity is usually beyond the half-demon, but this is a special circumstance. One of his friends has been kidnaped by Naraku and being sitted will not speed the search. Besides, there’s always later...or is there? He doesn’t want to admit it, but he has been noticeably unresponsive to the foxlings typical insults these last few days. Not that he hasn’t scraped with him, only to a lesser extent than normal. Like it or not, he knows he’d rather not get Kagome mad. And not entirely because of the back breaking pain she can inflict. As he stops to sniff again, he notices a new smell; human blood. Not just any human either; Kohaku is nearby and bleeding badly. After informing his passengers, Inuyasha heads in a new direction at top speed. As he enters a clearing, he finds the boy having his wounds treated by Sango and Kagura. Kagome rushes to pass out supplies from her med-kit then turns to the monk who is standing aside knowing that the women are better left to their task alone. Kagome asks, “Miroku, do you know what happened?” The monk says, “Apparently a shape shifting incarnation of Naraku attacked him and Sango destroyed it.” Kagome has bent to the jewel shard. She says, “Uck That’s gross.” Miroku says, “Indeed, that is a vile evil aura. Quickly Kagome, pick it up and purify it.” Kagome says, “No way That thing is covered in demon guts, it’s disgusting. There’s no way I’m picking that up.” Inuyasha says, “Is that what you’re complaining about? ? Come on ” He bends down and, with the cuff of his sleeve, picks up the shard and wipes it clean. He drops it at Kagome’s feet and steps away. Kneeling down to check it, Kagome says, “Thanks.” She picks it up and tosses it. “All better.” she says.
*The End*
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Sunday, June 19, 2005

Even Better Than The Real Thing: The first of the new
*episode 2*

After ten minutes of pointless blindness, Kagura summons all of her strength into a dance of the dragon. Their smokescreen gone, the puppets begin to fallback. Using a single windscar, Inuyasha blows them all to shreds. With the threat eliminated, the group reunites. “Is everyone ok?” Kagome asks. The others nod, but Sango and Kagura are looking around in concern. “Where’s Kohaku?” the slayer asks. Inuyasha begins to sniff the air. “Damn it all ” he shouts. “That fog messed with the scents. Now everything smells like Naraku.” Kagome says, “Well...” She pauses in thought. Miroku asks, “What is it Kagome, did you sense something?” She says, “It was weak, but I thought I sensed a sacred jewel shard earlier. I don’t feel it any more, but I think it went somewhere over there.” Inuyasha asks, “Think you could be less specific?” Kagome says, “I’m sorry, I got turned around in the fog. I’m pretty sure it was in there.” As she talks, she gives a sweeping gesture including a third of the horizon. The monk says, “We need to split up to search. Kagome, take Shippo and go with Inuyasha. Sango, you’ll move fastest with just you and Kirara. I shall travel with Kagura.” There are general nods of assention, however, Kagura is not pleased.
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Even Better Than The Real Thing: The first of the new
*episode 3*

Miroku and Kagura are flying on the wind as they search of Kohaku. The monk is calm while intent on his task, but Kagura seems upset. Finally he says, “You seem agitated. You are worried about Kohaku.” Kagura nods wordlessly. The monk says, “There was a time, not to recently I might add, when that idea would have struck me as absurd.” The demoness shoots a venomous look at him. He explains, “I was not attempting to remind you of your unpleasant past; I was merely commenting on how much you have grown. And I think Kohaku is responsible for a good deal of that growth. You two have become close.” Kagura asks, “Are you about to give me the demons and humans speech? I gave it to Kohaku and his sister gave it to me. You don’t have to tell me about it.” He says, “I wasn’t going to. I was just saying that it’s good that you’re worried. But at the same time, try not to. We will find him.” The monk rests a hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner. After an initial reaction of distrust, Kagura turns her attention back to the search. However, Miroku’s eyes are still on her. His hand does not stay on her shoulder. When she feels him rubbing her butt, she shoves him away from her. Seeing that they are ridding a feather several meters above the ground, the monk receives a participatory lesson in gravity.
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Saturday, June 18, 2005

Even Better Than The Real Thing: The first of the new
*episode 1*

Several days into the new lunar cycle, Inuyasha and the others are attacked by a handful of demon puppets. The puppets release a strange soup like fog, the fighters cannot see three feet in front of there faces. As the tentacled monsters move unimpeded by this smokescreen the group losses sight of each other. Using his demon nose, Inuyasha finds Kagome and Shippo and defends them. Kirara, Miroku and Sango stumble into each other quite unintentionally. Kohaku is alone, although he can hear the noise of battle around him. Suddenly, three of the puppets converge on him. The young slayer finds himself surrounded and is grabbed by several tentacles. He tries to scream, but one of the tentacles clamps onto his mouth. Suddenly, there is a loud noise and the tentacles collapse. Kohaku finds himself be grabbed by human-like arms and pulled into the air. The tentacle on his face has not let go, and he begins to lose consciousness...He doesn’t know how much later it is, but eventually, Kohaku wakes up. He looks up to see Kagura standing over him holding the piece of demon she pried off his face. She smiles and asks, “Are you ok?” He sits up and stretches his limbs. “I’m fine,” he says, “Thanks for saving me, again.” Looking serious, she says, “I only did it because I wanted to. There’s something else I want. Kohaku, I want you to be safe. That can’t happen here with the others. Kohaku, let’s go. Let’s leave Naraku to your sister and Inuyasha. We can keep going, even to the mainland. Eventually, when Naraku is dead, we can come back. But let’s go, just the two of us.” Kohaku asks, “Are you ok? You’re not making any sense.” “Kohaku, I’m serious.” she says. “Please Kohaku; don’t you want to be with me?” She reaches out to him. He ducks out of her grasp and darts away looking for his scythe. “Who are you? ?” he demands, “and what have you done with Kagura ? ” Pulling his weapon from her Kimono, the woman lets out a malicious laugh. She says, “I have done nothing to her, but have no fear. When I am done here I will go and make her pay for taking you from me. As for who I am; you know me well. In fact, you still wear my kiss on your shoulder.” Responding to a stinging sensation in his right shoulder, Kohaku grabs at his back. As the sting escalates to a burn, he cries out, “My jewel shard” She gives another evil laugh. “In the flesh; Naraku’s flesh that is. He lent me this body from his own so that I could come for you.” As he watches, the fake Kagura transforms into a mass of Naraku’s tissue. The burning dulls and the mass pulses. Slowly, a new form emerges. As he rises to his feet, Kohaku finds himself face to face with...himself. The real one says, “No, Kagome has my shard; she purified it.” The imposter says, “Did she not mention that it was unusually small for a jewel shard? Also, she should have noticed that it lacked evil it should have possessed. After that retched woman, Kagura, first tried to free you, Naraku split me in half. One half was only slightly tainted, that one he left. But he took me from you so that I would not be lost. But you belong to me Kohaku. You are mine, I will have you back. By the way, for the short time we are separated, you may call me Giman.” Kohaku says, “Sorry, but there’s no way I’d take you back.” Giman snorts, “I thought that would be your first response, so here’s what I decided to do.” The demon swings the scythe in a wide arc, slicing into Kohaku’s arm. He says, “I’ll damage your body until you have to choose between my saving you and your death.”
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Friday, June 17, 2005

Happy Birthday LordSesshomaru
Homecoming: Blood in the Darkness
*episode 7*

Kikyo releases the second arrow. Kagome, who has managed to turn partially around with Inuyasha collapsed on her, raises her arm defensively. A burst of purple light shoots from her palm and the missile vanishes. Before Kikyo can respond, Kagome extends her arm and another wave of spiritual energy shoots out, knocking Kikyo backwards, into the well. Kikyo is gone, but she dropped her jewel shard in the modern era. Kagome’s family, who have come to investigate the shouting, help the dazed school girl carry the injured boy inside and to her bed. Before that, Kagome has enough of her wits about her to send Sota after the jewel shard. With her mothers help, Kagome begins to treat the wound. She knows that if she can keep him stable till sunrise, his wound will heal itself. He is unconscious and running a fever. After a few minutes, he begins to talk in his sleep, Mother…Mother…Kagome…Mother…Kagome…Kagome…” he continues like that for hours, mostly calling for his mother and Kagome, but occasionally throwing in the name of a member of their group or Kaede. However, he never once calls for Kikyo. Kagome sits by him, keeping wet rags on his feverish brow, trickling water down his throat, and holding his hand, all night. As the sun rises, Kagome, with some difficulty, carries Inuyasha to her window. When then sun’s rays strike his skin, his hair turns from black to silver and his golden eyes open. Letting him down in front of the window, Kagome sits beside him. She asks, “How’s your arm?” In place of an answer, he tears aside the careful bandaging to reveal his arm which no longer even bears a scar. “Good,” she says, “For awhile there I thought I was going to lose you.” He says, “Heh, it’ll take more than that to kill me, even as a human. But thanks for worrying. Kagome…Kagome?” He is surprised when she drops her head onto his other shoulder. Realizing that she has stayed up with him all night and collapsed from sheer exhaustion. He gently raises his arm and settles it around her and decides to wait until she is ready to getup.
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