Vice and Virtue Challenge: A Question of Morals [Pt 5]
Title: Gluttony
Author: yumi_michiyo
Rating: K+
Prompt: Gluttony
Genre: Romance/General
Word Count: 471
Universe: Early canon, takes place not long after manga chapter 112.
Summary: Matters are complicated and Miroku makes a decision.
A/N: Part 5 of 7.
This was a first, even for him, reflected Miroku morosely as he trudged on. Inuyasha led the way as usual, albeit immersed in a furious sulk. Sango marched not far behind; her stiff-legged gait was warning enough to stay clear.
Kagome walked nearby (though still out of reach), a frightened Shippou and Kirara clinging to her shoulders.
“You're an idiot, Miroku-sama,” she sighed, breaking the awkward silence. “I'm sorry, but there it is.”
He scowled, in no mood for the young miko's astute commentary. Her next words startled him enough to make him stop walking.
“You'd better apologise to them.”
“What?” Miroku's eye twitched. “Surely you jest, Kagome-sama - look how angry they are!” What further protests he had quickly died in his throat when she glared at him.
“You will apologise to Sango-chan and Inuyasha,” repeated Kagome in a steely tone. A heartbeat, and then she was beaming like nothing had happened. “Okay, Miroku-sama?”
He nodded dumbly. Clearly, Inuyasha was not the only half-demon in the group.
~***~
Miroku's head jerked up as the group prepared to make camp. “Do you sense that?”
“Yeah.” Inuyasha scowled. “Something's coming... and fast.”
Sango emerged from the foliage in her taijiya outfit. “How much longer before it gets here?”
An echoing roar answered her; the swarm of minor youkai burst from their surroundings and attacked.
“Easy meat,” snarled the hanyou as he dispatched a handful. “Too easy.”
A faint buzzing caught the monk's attention; he frowned. “Saimyoshou.” He quickly closed his Kazaana and took up the shakujou.
The presence of the insects meant this attack was calculated. Miroku mentally analysed the situation as he battled. The group had no new shards, they were no closer to their nemesis' lair, the night of the new moon was a long way off - and Naraku did not know of that. What was Naraku hoping to achieve with this?
Returning to the skirmish, he realised belatedly - Sango was missing. Even though he barely knew his new comrade, the monk knew only one thing could separate her from them - Kohaku.
Trusting in his instincts, Miroku took off in a run.
Kohaku stood, head bowed, in a small clearing. Sango was considerably less composed; her fingers trembled on Hiraikotsu.
It was a terrible weakness which Naraku mercilessly exploited.
Kohaku raised his kusari-gama; Sango's jaw tightened and she moved forward -
“No! It's a trap!”
The illusion of the young boy dissolved into shouki; his sister fell back, covering her nose and mouth with her free hand. Even then, there was no way she could withdraw fast enough to avoid the poison. Miroku swore. There was only one decision, and he made it.
“Kazaana!”
He truly was a glutton for punishment.
Author: yumi_michiyo
Rating: K+
Prompt: Gluttony
Genre: Romance/General
Word Count: 471
Universe: Early canon, takes place not long after manga chapter 112.
Summary: Matters are complicated and Miroku makes a decision.
A/N: Part 5 of 7.
This was a first, even for him, reflected Miroku morosely as he trudged on. Inuyasha led the way as usual, albeit immersed in a furious sulk. Sango marched not far behind; her stiff-legged gait was warning enough to stay clear.
Kagome walked nearby (though still out of reach), a frightened Shippou and Kirara clinging to her shoulders.
“You're an idiot, Miroku-sama,” she sighed, breaking the awkward silence. “I'm sorry, but there it is.”
He scowled, in no mood for the young miko's astute commentary. Her next words startled him enough to make him stop walking.
“You'd better apologise to them.”
“What?” Miroku's eye twitched. “Surely you jest, Kagome-sama - look how angry they are!” What further protests he had quickly died in his throat when she glared at him.
“You will apologise to Sango-chan and Inuyasha,” repeated Kagome in a steely tone. A heartbeat, and then she was beaming like nothing had happened. “Okay, Miroku-sama?”
He nodded dumbly. Clearly, Inuyasha was not the only half-demon in the group.
~***~
Miroku's head jerked up as the group prepared to make camp. “Do you sense that?”
“Yeah.” Inuyasha scowled. “Something's coming... and fast.”
Sango emerged from the foliage in her taijiya outfit. “How much longer before it gets here?”
An echoing roar answered her; the swarm of minor youkai burst from their surroundings and attacked.
“Easy meat,” snarled the hanyou as he dispatched a handful. “Too easy.”
A faint buzzing caught the monk's attention; he frowned. “Saimyoshou.” He quickly closed his Kazaana and took up the shakujou.
The presence of the insects meant this attack was calculated. Miroku mentally analysed the situation as he battled. The group had no new shards, they were no closer to their nemesis' lair, the night of the new moon was a long way off - and Naraku did not know of that. What was Naraku hoping to achieve with this?
Returning to the skirmish, he realised belatedly - Sango was missing. Even though he barely knew his new comrade, the monk knew only one thing could separate her from them - Kohaku.
Trusting in his instincts, Miroku took off in a run.
Kohaku stood, head bowed, in a small clearing. Sango was considerably less composed; her fingers trembled on Hiraikotsu.
It was a terrible weakness which Naraku mercilessly exploited.
Kohaku raised his kusari-gama; Sango's jaw tightened and she moved forward -
“No! It's a trap!”
The illusion of the young boy dissolved into shouki; his sister fell back, covering her nose and mouth with her free hand. Even then, there was no way she could withdraw fast enough to avoid the poison. Miroku swore. There was only one decision, and he made it.
“Kazaana!”
He truly was a glutton for punishment.