Prompt 22 Let me see your scars

[lynx212]

Theme: #22 Let me see your scars

 

Pairing: Inuyasha/Miroku
Wordcount: 1,260
Rating: PG-13 / Teen
Notes: Enjoy ^_^
Summary: His grip on me tightens as he lowers his head so his lips are but a breath away from my ear and whispers…

He has always acted so gruff and untouchable. He is our leader, our protector, our friend and now… my lover. A few precious times over the last few months I have seen that mask he wears fall and unexpectedly I found that I like what’s underneath.

 

He can be as tender as he is tough. He can be as sensitive as he is stern. He can also be hurt–on the inside where it stings the most–just like the rest of us. He simply hides it better.

 

Kagome’s attitude has gotten better, not by much but better nonetheless. I can tell Inuyasha’s patience with her has grown parchment thin and our walks and time away from the group has grown more frequent. Not that I mind, I simply hate to see him so hurt by this especially since I know part of that hurt is on my behalf. Kagome seems to enjoy going out of her way to be snide to me. As a holy man I wonder if it’s ok for me to openly damn a priestess. I suppose not, so I will keep such thoughts to myself.

 

There is an upside to all of this time alone. Did I mention he is surprisingly affectionate as well? 

 

Anytime he reaches for my face he does so like my skins made of porcelain and his eyes regard me like I’m some precious artifact. Maybe to him I am. I hope so.

 

He slides his hand over my cheek and those clawed fingers continue on until into my unbound hair. (He gets rid of my hair tie as soon as we are out of sight of the others).

He stands there looking at me and I can see the unasked questions in his eyes. I don’t know what those questions are but I’m sure I will soon find out. For an instant his eyes flicker to red and I am confused as to why that is. Confused…not scared, confused.

 

I study his face and for a moment my eyes are drawn to that streak of ebony that mars what was once perfect silver. As far as I know he has yet to say anything much to her about the whole incident and I wonder why he’s held his tongue. She certainly does not feel the need to do the same. My mind flashes through some of the things he has told me about his life before meeting all of us and it dawns on me…

 

He’s use to being hurt and no one really giving a damn. Why would he say something?

 

I reach out for that lock of hair and when I pull it forward he looks at me curiously but says nothing. I stroke my fingers through it and say, “I’m sorry I couldn’t fix this as well.”

 

“It’s no biggie.” He replies flippantly, but I know better. I have seen him staring at this section of hair many times when he thinks no ones watching. I know something about it bothers him. I want him to know he doesn’t have to suffer in silence. He can tell me anything no matter how important or trivial.

 

“Talk to me Inuyasha, I want to know what you’re thinking.”

 

He looks at me a moment longer before he pulls my body flush against his and kisses me in a way that makes my knees want to buckle. This kiss was asking nothing of me and it tells me things words could never. When we part he runs his thumb over my bottom lip and my body shudders in response. This brought a wicked grin to his lips and I could feel the heat rising in my face. To hide my growing embarrassment I lean into his chest and ask him, once again, to open up to me.

 

He wraps his arms around me and I relax in the embrace. As we stood there the wind picked up and his hair billowed around us like a satin shield. Locking us in our own little world…I like it here.

 

When he speaks he tells me about his fears surrounding that mark Kagome has left on him. He tells me how he feels like whatever was done to him is far from over. Silent for a moment he went on to say how his relationship with his only kin is sketchy at best and how even though he is (by Myouga’s account) technically a prince he has little more than the clothes on his back.

 

I think this a strange follow up to his first few statements and say as much. His grip on me tightens as he lowers his head so his lips are but a breath away from my ear and whispers, “I want you to be my mate, Miroku.”

 

I am speechless.

 

“I know I don’t deserve you and I have nothing to offer except my love …but this is my wish anyway. I don’t want you to answer now; I want you to think about it. Please?”

 

“What if I already know the answer?”

“I still want you to think about it. Being a Demon’s mate is not like human marriage. It is not something that can be easily undone if you change your mind.”

 

I nodded dumbly, melting into his arms inhaling his scent and ask, “Why did your eyes flash red earlier?”

“It appears my youkai is already starting to view you as my mate. I’ve become very sensitive to your emotions as well as your needs.”

 

Shocked I pull out of his arms too look into those golden eyes. I can see he is dead serious. Another flicker of red and he says, “This is why I can only be around Kagome for short periods of time. The amount of anger she is directing at you is causing my youkai to flare, almost to the point where it’s demanding that I do something to get rid of what it considers a threat to you.”

 

He suffers so much in silence. I had no idea about any of this.

 

“Why didn’t you tell me before now?”

“Keh, didn’t want to worry you with it. Besides I can deal with it.”

“I know you can but you don’t have to do everything alone anymore.”

 

He narrows his eyes at me slightly before a smile graces his features. He looks far too angelic right now to be a demon. I then wonder what I could do to make sure he smiled like this more often.

 

The moment was over far too swiftly and his features darkened when he said, “My life’s not pretty Miroku, it’s really anything but.”

“We all have scars Inuyasha. I’m not looking for perfection.”

“Good, because if you stick with me that’s something you won’t find.”

 

I was tempted to argue the point but now was not the time.

 

“I want to get to know you Inuyasha. The real you, not the one you let us see. Not the one you think I can handle.”

“Will you do the same?”

 

I nod. He lowers himself to the forest floor and pulls me with him. With my back to his chest we sit. When he begins to speak of things in no particular order, he has my undivided attention. Some of his tales are funny others horrific. Some speak of confusion others of kindness. He is such a fascinating creature and his mate I will become.

 

There are not too many beings on this planet whose scars have left them this beautiful.

 

 

I’ll never let him go.

Comments

The Holy Man

[chrome-dragon.livejournal.com]

Great story, great fluff. I love the comment from Miroku about openly damning a priestess. That's good stuff. Keep it up and as always... wud luv it.

Re: The Holy Man

[lynx212.livejournal.com]

heh heh heh

Miroku is not your garden variety holy man is he? I'm glad you enjoyed that line (it flows well with the "type" of Miroku I've developed in this story) He is a bit feed up with our favorite priestess at the moment.

*hugs*

[saraste-impi.livejournal.com]

Fluff! I love fluff. I just loved this. So sweet.

[lynx212.livejournal.com]

Thank you I thought the boys were overdue for a few moments of fluff! ^_^ Miroku is great to write when he gets all introspective like the buddhist Monk he is.

Thanks

[vexed_wench]

I love them and the anti Kagome , you know you had to twist my arm to read that right?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAH

Really lovely!

[lynx212.livejournal.com]

*Giggle* Glad you decided to stop by. Thanks for the comment chic a dee. ^_^ I don't think we will ever tire of Inu/Mir

[kmoaton.livejournal.com]

What a great tale. I love the thoughtful Miroku and the sensitive Inuyasha. With the type of priest Miroku is, I don't think he'll get in too much trouble for damning a priestess. lol Great job.

[lynx212.livejournal.com]

Teehee lets hope he stays out of trouble. Glad you enjoyed reading this I had fun writing it...it basically wrote itself it flowed so easily. As I mentioned before I love our favorite Monk when he gets all thoughtful.