It was a cold night, but that didn't bother Miroku too much. He was pretty used to being cold now, what with no one wanting to get close to him. He was also used to cold reactions, so the brisk chill bothered him none. The dog demon, Inuyasha, however, complained under his breath, pulling his arms around himself."Too damn cold to be out tonight...stupid girls..." Inuyasha spat bitterly. After another pointless argument with Kagome and Sango, the two girls kicked the boys out of their rented room, with the exception of Shippo, who took the opportunity to blow a raspberry before Kagome slammed the door shut. Miroku glared mildly at the Inn doors, shrugging.
"No point complaining, Inuyasha. Once a woman makes up her mind, it's practically impossible to get her to change it," Miroku sighed, sliding down to sit next to the grumbling half demon. "Believe me..." He sighed. Inuyasha's ears perked, and he tilted his head, watching his unusually solemn priest friend.
"Something bothering you, buddy?" Inuyasha asked, blinking. Miroku smirked, shrugging. Inuyasha scowled, twisting to face Miroku head on. Poking a finger into the priest's chest, Inuyasha asked again, a little more forcefully. "What's bugging you?" Miroku rolled his eyes.
"I'm having a...problem..." Miroku said sadly, giving a quick glance over towards the shoddy hotel. Inuyasha sat quiet a moment, watching Miroku. It took a moment, but he cottoned on. Grinning wickedly, he stabbed his finger again at Miroku's chest. Miroku bent back in time before catching another claw in the chest.
"It's Sango, isn't it?! You can't get her into bed with you!" Inuyasha snorted. Miroku gave the dog demon a flat stare, but refused to answer. Inuyasha leaned back against the Inn, crossing his arms behind his head, grinning wider. "What, your poor little ego taken a beating 'cause the demon huntress won't screw you? Aw, come on, it ain't that bad. She's not worth the trouble, anyway." Miroku sighed, shaking his head.
"You don't really understand..." Miroku muttered. Inuyasha quirked an eyebrow, sitting forward again, intent on finding out what his black hole friend was worrying over. When Miroku noticed Inuyasha having gone silent, and with the concentrated look in his eyes, he came to understand that an explanation was expected. Grimacing, Miroku scratched at his forehead. "Um...well...you see...Uh, you know how I ask most everyone if they would...well, any female, really, if they would want to..." Miroku was obviously having trouble describing his problem. Inuyasha smiled, realizing, at least partially, what Miroku was trying to say.
"Yeah, I know, you ask any chick going your way if they'd bear you a child. What about it?" Inuyasha chuckled. Miroku smirked.
"Well, it's just...I really want one. A kid. It's stupid, I know, but I want to be a dad. I just...honestly, Inuyasha, I have no idea how long I'm meant to live. I could die this very morning, and I would never have had experienced being a father." Miroku's eyes were sad when he lowered them. Inuyasha bit his lip, unsure of how to react to that confession.
"Um...Miroku..." Inuyasha started. The priest didn't raise his head. Inuyasha scooted closer, putting a hand on Miroku's shoulder. "Miroku, there's nothing stupid about wanting to be a father. I understand that you're feeling your mortality; humans do that a lot, and it's a scary experience. So, I get it." Inuyasha said. Miroku heaved a sigh, raising his darkened eyes to his friend. Inuyasha grinned, feeling like he was making some head way. "However, you gotta admit, you need a bit more tact than to ask just any random woman to bear your offspring. You want to be proud not only of the children you'll raise, but of the family they'll be a part of. Seriously, you're gonna regret asking some stupid, dim witted, ugly, brainless twit to be your mate. Be a little more selective, all right?" Miroku couldn't help but laugh at that.
"Ah, you're right, I know. I just don't think any woman who gets to know me would want me. I mean, come on, who is gonna want a guy with a goddamn black hole in his hand?" Miroku asked, holding up the offending appendage. Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
"What's the big deal? As long as you keep it wrapped up in your beads, there's no harm." Inuyasha said, leaning back again. Miroku sneered at his covered hand, silently cursing it.
"Oh, right, that'll work in a pinch. Women like the feel of skin as much as men do. They don't want these stupid beads in the way." Miroku glared. Inuyasha smiled, but suddenly realized something Miroku had said. Blinking, he sat up again.
"What did you say?" The dog demon asked, his ears turning to Miroku. The priest inhaled deeply, knitting his brows, thinking.
"Women like the feel of skin, too?" He said. Inuyasha shook his head.
"You said women like the feel of skin as much as men do. How would you know? Have you been with any men?" He asked, leaning towards the now blushing priest. Miroku backed up a little, turning his face away.
"Um...guys talk a lot, especially about what they like." Miroku coughed, trying to focus on a grasshopper that just jumped up onto the porch the two boys were sitting on. Inuyasha shook his head, leaning in even closer.
"You didn't answer my question entirely. I also asked if you've been with any men. Have you?" Inuyasha refused to let Miroku ignore him. Miroku was now an interesting shade of pink, almost a sunburn red, and his eyes were lowered. Inuyasha felt he had breached a rather interesting topic, and decided then and there he wanted his answer. "Come on, have you?"
"...once. Long time ago." Miroku muttered, trying to sink into the wood floor. Inuyasha's ears perked up and his eyes brightened.
"Really?" Inuyasha, for some strange reason, sounded rather enthralled with this bit of news. All Miroku could do presently was nod his head. Inuyasha grinned wickedly, and quietly scooted even closer to the blushing priest. "You know...demons aren't subject to human rules." He started. Miroku blinked, slowly bringing his eyes back up to meet Inuyasha's. Inuyasha licked his lips, nodding. "Yeah, we don't have to do everything humans do. Hell, we could do whatever we damn well please...within reason, of course." Miroku wasn't quite understanding what his dog demon friend was playing at.
"What does this have to do with anything?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha shifted, moving to his hands and knees, his lips just barely a breath away from Miroku's. Miroku's eyes went wide with shock, but he found he didn't want to move away. Inuyasha's wolfish grin melted into a sincere, charming smile, with just a hint of fang.
"Why don't you ask me, Miroku?" Inuyasha asked breathily, his lips teasing Miroku's bottom lip. Miroku jumped, starlted at the surprising touch.
"Ask you what, exactly?!" Miroku hissed. Inuyasha, very slowly, back off a little, so he could stare straight into Miroku's eyes.
"Ask me to bear you a child." Inuyasha said simply.
For a moment, Miroku sat there, staring at Inuyasha, his mouth gaping open. For that same moment, Inuyasha was worried he might have overstepped his boundries with his male companion. He frowned, sitting back on his haunches.
After what seemed like an eternity, Miroku finally snapped out of his stupor, blinking away his shock. Inuyasha readied himself for the inevitable rejection.
"You...you can actually do that?" Miroku asked quietly. Inuyasha blinked. He expected yelling, screaming, looks of disgust...not this.
"Uh, yeah, I can. I mean, like humans, we'd have to sleep together, and by sleep I mean have sex, and I really only do that with people I care about..." Inuyasha started. Miroku scowled heavily, looking away again.
"Do...do you think...you might care about...me?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha couldn't believe his ears. It almost sounded like his priest friend was actually interested in having a child with him...meaning, he was interested in being intimate with him. Inuyasha was finding it almost too good to be true.
"Of course I care about you, idiot. Why else would I have put up with you for this long?" Inuyasha joked. Miroku bit his lip, but his smile broke through anyhow. Placing his hands down on the floor, the grinning priest pushed up onto his knees, his nose touching a shocked Inuyasha's.
"Inuyasha, would you do me the honor of bearing me a child?" Miroku asked, quite seriously. Inuyasha blinked.
The two sat there for some time, noses touching, staring into each other's eyes. Miroku didn't forget his question, neither did Inuyasha. However, Miroku's knees were starting to hurt, and he knew he would have to move soon. As he was shifting to sit more comfortably, Inuyasha jumped, grabbing Miroku's shoulders, his lips crashing onto Miroku's.
The kiss lasted maybe no more than a few minutes before Miroku had to pull back to breathe. Inuyasha, however, was suddenly taken with a strange sense of longing, and without Miroku's lips melded with his, he felt too alone. He only let the baffled priest a moment to regain breath before pouncing again, grabbing for his robes, stripping his red coat off in the process. Miroku, too stunned to really care, helped the dog demon remove his clothes. Swiftly, Inuyasha grabbed hold of Miroku's fastenings, tearing the navy fabric in the process. Breathing heavily, the dog demon pushed the breathless priest onto his back, moving between his legs.
"Yes, Miroku...I will bear you a son..." Inuyasha whispered, his fingers playing down Miroku's chest. Miroku smiled wide, one hand steadying himself, the other going to behind Inuyasha's head, forcefully bringing his lips down on his own. Shifting his weight, and moving onto his knees, he pushed Inuyasha onto his back, his fingers moving deftly to remove the red pants and undergarments the dog demon tended to wear. Inuyasha gasped as he felt the cool night air chill his nude form, and he clung tighter to Miroku for warmth. Miroku smiled gently, pulling away, just long enough to remove the rest of his clothing, and to make sure the beads on his black hole were tied securely. When he was assured all was well, he bent over Inuyasha again, brushing his lips across his, positioning himself between Inuyasha's legs.
"You're so beautiful, demon..." Miroku sighed, kissing Inuyasha deeply. He felt fangs across his tongue when Inuyasha smiled in response.
"You, too, ya pervy priest." Inuyasha whispered into Miroku's mouth.
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Six months later...Both Kagome and Sango rolled their eyes heavenward as they reached the bottom of a particularly steep hill. They had been called to, for the eigth time that day, to slow down. Shippo grumbled, glaring backwards over his shoulder, watching Miroku and Inuyasha slowly make their way to the last peak.
"Hold up, girls! Inuyasha can't keep going at this pace! C'mon, think of the baby!" Miroku shouted, his beloved dog demon lover holding onto his arm. Inuyasha's hand was splayed over his growing belly, his fingers rubbing lightly across the little bit of skin showing. Kagome and Sango both sighed in unison.
"S'what we get for traveling with a pregnant demon and his bothersome lover boy." Sango sighed, annoyed.
The End
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