CHAPTER ONE: IT STARTS WITH LOVE

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Pairing: Inuyasha x Miroku

Warning: MAJOR LEMON/DEATH/PWP WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!


Between love and purity verses burning and bloodlust, Inuyasha writhed on the ground screaming. His body ached and sored all over, with about five different coats of blood lining his once chaste body. With all his might he gave his best to ward the lust to kill down but it was all too late. After he'd slayn he brother finally, Sango, Kilala, Shippo, and his beloved Kagome were the next on the chopping block. The scent of her cold blood pushed him between voids of harsh reality and just plain wanting to kill and kill.



"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" He continued to scream in agony. Tears stung down his cheeks as he fought hard to keep himself in check. Perhaps as a full fledged demon he could be mindless enough to kill himself and this would all be over. Oh how wrong he was.



He was in immense pain. His heart burned for those of which he'd slayn.



One remained though.



Not ten feet away stood the last of his comrads, Miroku. The look on his face deemed worried, Inuyasha noted. But, not so much worried for himself. More for the form who was trying to free himself from the master of puppets that was youkai self.



Such a genuine look of care and concern. The clash of voids seemed to break loose of one another, leaving Inuyasha on the ground to bask in sorrow of his sins. He killed two souls and two innocents, leaving him with nothing but a one way ticket to hell wence his time came. He hoped it to be soon. Mindless wandering wasn't his initial rest of his life plan.



"Inuyasha." The monk drew in a deep breath and headed up toward Inuyasha, feeling his evil had finally went downcast for the time being. "Say something, Inuyasha."



"Kill... me... " were the only words he could forge between sobs. His clawed fingers took in big chunks of Miroku's thick fabric and starred pleadingly. "Please... I haven't anything left to live for."



Miroku dropped to his knees and sighed at the pleading figure. Kill him. How do you kill someone you desire so? Though Miroku cared for this demi-youkai, he simply couldn't grant him the pleasures of dying. He'd made sin, and the monk couldn't live with himself knowing he killed Inuyasha for all the wrong reasons. "Quit being rediculous, Inuyasha. Simply find another pleasure in life. You're a demon, I know you can."



"How can I? Knowing Kagome's blood lays on my hand."



"Simple," he said, leaning down to his comrad and cupping his chin in his hand. "forget about her. What's done is done." Amber pools blinked a few times indicating utter confusion. He couldn't be angered by the cold words though. What was done was what was done. "This may not seem like much to you, but you have me now. I will take care of you."



No more words were spoken. Action replaced all meanings to the words I lust for you. Miroku's lips pressed tightly to Inuyasha's, craving the flavor of his beloved Hanyou. In all out honesty, Miroku was too, devistated by the assasination of his friends. That wasn't entirly Inuyasha's fault though. And he was the only living breathing thing that walked this planet that could show him forgivness.



His tongue darted forth and spred joyously across Inuyasha's craving entrance to that lucious mouth of his. Once granted the monk licked a sopped up the wonderous flavor of his desire. He wanted Inuyasha for so long, gods did he crave him.



"M-Miroku... " Inuyasha stared into the depths of the other man's oblivion. He was truly serious of caring, and he forgave Inuyasha. Forgave him so... that he started to undo his cladware. "What are you going to do?"



"Something I should've done long ago." Again he kissed Inuyasha deeply, compassionatly, to the point where both of their minds and worlds went completely numb.



Soon their clothing layed scattered amoung the bloody terrain as their tongues continued to battle in a run for dominence. Miroku then pulled himself back and layed sloppy kisses down the hollow of Inuyasha's neck and eventually down to his two purt buds to which the monk payed extra close attention to. He nipped at and suckled on one of them, causing the half demon to let out a purr. Never in his entire life'd he felt so good. He wanted more, and burried his claws into the chaotic ebony mop, undoing that tiny pony tail in back. If Miroku was going to mess him up, the least he could do was return the favor.



The dark eyed man layed his ultimate destination down flat onto his back and traced sloppy trails amoungst his washboard torso and gave each ab a good bruising suck. "Heavens do I love you," his hot breath whispered vibrantly against the other man's pelvis. "Inuyasha."



"Miroku," He squeaked out while feeling the tip of his cock recieve a few good butterfly kisses. "what are you doing to me?" Miroku spred his tanned legs farther apart so Miroku could rest up in that area for a bit while letting his partner get the feel of white lightening shooting up his spine.



"I am making love to you, Inuyasha. Now relax." His voice'd never sounded more like music to his ears then just that moment. And when his meat'd been devoured into the hot moist cave of the preist, the semi demon couldn't help but holler to the gods. Never had something felt so amazingly incredible.



As the pale man bobbed his head up and down the erection, Inuyasha writhed on the ground, giving in to the white hot pleasures captivating him. "Gods.... Mi... Miroku. MIROKU!!!" He pounded the ground with his fists and ripped the head off his burning penis.



At that moment Miroku didn't know what to expect. In fear that Inuyasha may leave him, he forged the most pleading eyes he could possibly maintain. "Please.... I need you... "



Inuyasha lidded his eyes slightly and cuffed Miroku's writsts over his head. "You need me huh?"The man swallowed a growing lump in his throat. This youkai was starting to frighten him, right to the point of tears. He couldn't let that Inuyasha go. He couldn't let his Inuyasha leave him like this, feeling miserable and incomplete. They were all they had left, due to the only women they'd ever cared for both being dead.



Inuyasha stared deep into Miroku's eyes and saw into his heart. The monk indeed burned for Inuyasha, so he kissed him, and smirked against those soft pearly pinks. "Then shut up and need me instead of hogging me." His shaft was stick covered in thick saliva an precum, an easy slide into his new lover.



Abruptly, he clasps hard onto Miroku's thighs and thrusted himself within the puckered entry. A peicercing yelp leaded from the dark haired man as well did a few tears shed. It was the most wonderful painful feeling he'd ever endured, and he loved it. Ever solitary second of it. "Ungh.... ahh ha ha... "



Inuyasha felt a little sorry for doing that so suddenly. He'd already drawn enough blood that day. Not only did the man's anus trickle in crimson, but to the thighs he clasped to much to violently gushed in deep gorish wounds. The youkai bit his lip, getting that remorse feeling only the human side of him could fathom and spred a kiss amounst those of his koishii's. "Gods, I'm sorry, Miroku."



"It's... alright... " in spite of himself, he smiled warmly upon the lips of his mate's and returned the blissful kiss. "No... no matter what... where we go from here, I will always love you." Again lucious flavored tongues caressed eachother while the motion of sex started to rise and fall. Inuyasha enjoyed to kiss the lips of Miroku. He tasted just like love, something Inuyasha always pictured flavorless.



Again, communication through the lips took wing, driving them both absolutly wild with pleasure each and every time their pace quickened. Miroku moaned into his mouth, feeling his own hard-on were about to burst. And like a fountain, milky fluids coated the copper collered stomach of his lover. The walls in his passage tightened and shook at his release. Inuyasha snaked his palms to grab hold of his hips, laying on one more powerful thrust before spasm.



When that very spasm took place, heavy seed darted throughout the entire inside of his body. It was so mind boggling. He could've gotten shot with an arrow at that very moment and not've noticed. "Thank you.... Inuyasha." He said weakly, not being able to find it in his power to move. He was overwhelmed. If only this could've come about a way Kagome and the others did not have to parish though.



"What're you thanking me for? You're the one who loves me, remember."



He smiled at Inuyasha and nodded. "Will you remember?"



Inuyasha layed beside the other man and embraced him from the back. "How can I forget?" He planted one last kiss upon his new lover's earlobe and buried his face withing the nape of his savior's neck. "Just promise me, if I ever try to kill you kill me." He sighed and expression saddend. "It's the very least I can do."



"I don't know if I could ever have the heart to kill you Inuyasha. Just please steer clear of any subject manner that has happend before the death of Sesshomaru and try to start anew."



"I'll try," Inuyasha said quietly still thinking of Kagome. He knew in time he'd probably fall in love with Miroku, or at least come somewhere close to the connection he shared with her or his first love. `Sorry Kagome, Kikyo, I need him now. I promise I'll never forget either of you.' Then with one last yawn he and his new found lover drifted into a deep and much needed sleep. They had anew to start in the morning. I world without Naraku, Sesshomaru, Kikyo, or Kagome. It would take some time ajusting to it, but after the love and forgivness Miroku portrayed to him, there was now way he wouldn't more then make up for it. It was the only way, he could ever truly forgive himself in time.


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