The Sweetest Lie [2/?]

[Ashlynn Black]

Wow, I was actually surprised to hear that people liked it so well. ^-^;;
This chapter is defiantely really good. Hehe. Hope you guys enjoy. <3



Chapter Two
First Date

Raising a rather annoyed brow, I smirked and looked at the replica with a slight sense of curiosity, but mostly saw the man as clearly insane. There was silence for a moment, and I opened my mouth to speak at first, seeing him stand there before me; his appearance, voice, words, mannerisms? everything about him screamed Miroku. But, of course, there was no way! The first noise made out of the awkward silence was a sound of roaring laughter, then paused from listening to it to realize it had escaped from my own lips. God, maybe I was the one going insane!

?Yeah, right.? I snapped at him, still chuckling a bit as I walked passed him, rolling my caramel eyes and crossing my arms across my chest firmly, smirking once passing by his tall frame, ?Have a nice day, buddy. But I suggest you return to the padded room to get your medication before you start making weird excuses to hitting on a girl.?

?N-No! Kagome-chan, wait!? The persistant fly seemed to insist, taking a step toward me after I had walked around him. His tone sound almost? worried, or rushed ? either way, I couldn?t tell. All I could sense was the urgency in his tone. Was this new kid for real? How the hell did he found out about me being the reincarnation of Kikyou? His hand reached out and touched my shoulder kindly, grasping his warm hand to pause my attempt to walk away.

Out of instinct of my passed experience with idiots, I jerked my shoulder from his grasped and stopped in my tracks completely; an entire rush of memories flying through my mind of the half-demon that had sent me into such a daze. ?Don?t touch me, you freak!? I screamed, and turned around, my eyes widening at the sight of what was staring back at me. In a flash I saw him as the purple-robed monk, but then was flashed back to reality ? seeing his much more tan skin, and his white shirt instead. I blinked in surprise, shook my head and turned away. ?This is insane?? I took another step, though felt myself hesitate at the sound of his voice,

?Let me prove it to you!? The monk called after me, refusing to follow, but was still persistent in making me believe that his retarded story was of some truth. ?Ask me anything! Anything at all, Kagome-chan!?

Is he for REAL?

I paused, smirking to myself and stopping completely, keeping my back towards him.

Fine. I?ll play his little game. After all, there?s no way he?ll get these questions right.

?Name the color of InuYasha?s eyes.?
?Gold, and a black slit for a pupil.?
I blinked. ?The symbol Naraku uses as his own??
?A spider. Because of the scar on his back, and his rebirth from Onigumo.?
My eyes widened and I turned around, glaring. ?The name of the girl that agreed to bare you a son??
?Koharu. Such a sweet girl. Too bad she wasn?t of age-?
?Name what I often wear during battle.?
?Precisely what you wear now. But, more or less, you prefer light blue panties, other than the pink ones you wear now.?

I can?t? believe it?

Miroku?s smug look on his face was one of triumph, and his usual cat-swallowed-the-canary type of expression. He crossed his strong arms across his chest and chuckled, a very sweet and calm laugh that he often did when there was a sense of amusement, or something deathly cute. Raising an ebony brow, he nodded. ?Have I proven myself??

I stared at him in disbelief, my jaw almost wanting to drop in shock. It was him! This dirty, perverted, twisted, gorgeous, pitiful, pathetically sweet monk? standing before me? In my time. ?H-How??? I murmured out, taking a step toward him, and tugging on his cheek, ?Am I dreaming??

Miroku closed his eyes and winced as I pulled at his face, his eyebrow twitching a bit in anger, and maybe even annoyance. He pulled back and took my hands in his own, that same sweet grasp I witnessed him use several times on many women, but just as his mouth opened to speak, luckily I knew what he was up to.

So? that?s why he is here?

I whirled my hand from his, and slapped him across the face; leaving a fresh red handprint on the side of his left cheek. He didn?t move, just sighed and let go of my hands sadly, rubbing at the pulsing wound on his face. Letting out a chuckle, he nodded. ?Actually, I was going to ask you out on a date, to where we could talk more? but I?m glad your mind is wandering off much like my own, Kagome-chan.?

I blushed, and shook my head, bowing down a bit and refusing to let him see the shade of pink he caused. ?S-Sumimasen, Miroku-kun?? I whispered out almost sheepishly, then pulled back up, tugging a lose strand of black locks behind my ears. ?I-It?s just out of habit.?

?Which I can understand? I remember being a letch, but being slapped like that brings back many memories.? He smirked, shrugging off the nickname from which I apparently gave him, and slid his hand down his perfectly shaped face and rested it at his side, looking at me in the eyes. For a second, I raised a brow, but in the same sense his eyes wandered down to my more? physical attributes.

?Ahem.? I said simply, crossing my arms across my chest angrily, glaring at him a bit, ?Didn?t you say something about preparing me?? I asked, then took a step back, ?And what precisely is it you?re ?preparing? me for, monk?? I questioned almost slyly, watching as his eyes traveled back up to meet my own.

?Oh, all in good time, my lady.? The monk chuckled, and nodded, ?Now, off to that date as I promised. We?ll talk all about it over dinner, of course.? His hand went down and grasped around my own, pulling me close to his side and began to stride off in the direction of town, holding me at his side firmly.

Immediately, I felt a blush. ?W-Woah, hold on now? A d-date?? I said rather loudly, passing by a group of following girls. Thanks to my fantastic karma, they were there just in time to witness me and the newest heartthrob mention a date, and rush off towards town. I saw several severely jealous looks from a few girls that I knew, and several of my friends squealed, and chattered amongst themselves. Turning my glance from them, I looked over and up towards Miroku, and shook my head. ?I?m not going on a date with you??

?Fine then. Not a date.? Miroku said simply, taking me away from the school grounds, and eventually we walked towards the sidewalk, and already towards a few large building in the streets near Tokyo Bay. The city was large and vast, and you could always feel so incredibly small compared to the millions of people in a crowd around you. His arm slid around my shoulder and held my close as we passed a careless passerby. ?A convenient reunion between two people of the opposite sex, sitting in a restaurant and mingling, when all the time the guy pictures the rather attractive but stubborn girl naked.? He corrected, and looked down at me with a playful smile.

I rolled my eyes and turned, looking forward and noticing he was taking me towards a normal fast-food restaurant- WacDonald?s. I smiled, and nodded. ?I?ll settle for that, I guess.? I growled a bit, turning and looking at the hand on my shoulder. I fidgeted a bit, feeling a little awkward in the arms of the monk ? but finding it necessary. I would only get lost in a crowd of such people.

He began to lead me closer towards the destination, the entire way his hand not wandering, but actually holding me to his frame ? almost protectively. I felt a little weird, and a little uncomfortable? but there was a part of me that felt as if he were different. That something had happened that actually made him respect women, and not treat them as items for his ? erm? pleasure.

There?s something about this Miroku? He?s? different?

I looked down at the red container filled with steamy-hot french fries; the simple smell causing my mouth to water. Miroku had ordered them for me, even though I refused to eat, and looked down at the light brown tray. I didn?t want to seem rude, but I didn?t want to seem as if I were accepting a date from him. I looked up at him almost in curiosity and saw him munching on a cheeseburger, causing me to giggle slightly at his eating habits. He was very polite, and tried to be discreet with what he was eating ? but it?s too sloppily made to do as such. Leaning back against the leather booth, I rested my arms across the table, and stared at him.

Before I knew it, he lifted his head and he was finished with his heart-attack on a bun, and smirked, licking the secret sauce from his lips and leaning back against the booth as well. He looked down at my untouched tray and frowned, but understood. This was a matter of understanding, not a date.

His navy pools lifted to meet my own orbs of chocolate colored confusion, and smiled almost reassuringly. ?Well, isn?t there something you think we should discuss?? Miroku said kindly, his tone somewhat playful, but in the very same sense serious. He rested his elbow on the table and folded his hand, resting it on the side of his face as he leaned in slightly, closer to where only the two of us would be able to converse.

I smiled, and reached down finally, throwing a golden-brown potato slice into my mouth, chewing it, and swallowing it in my own contemplation. ?Hai, I believe so?? I murmured, and leaned in a bit as well, so no one else is here. ?H-How do you remember everything? About being a monk??

?Well,? The reincarnation began, and then nodded, ?As I said earlier, I?m the more modern version of the monk you know in the feudal age as Miroku.? He explained, rather nonchalantly. ?My last wish, before I died, was to bring myself to be re-embodied in your time, and prepare you for your journey?s end.?

I blinked in surprise, remembering exactly what fate, which was his. He was supposed to be consumed into his wind tunnel ? I remember. ?Why would you want to help me?? I asked him in curiosity, acting a little confused as my eyes fell at his hand rested on the table. It was supposed to be his cursed hand, and yet there was no such mark.

?Kagome-chan, I cannot tell you precisely what happens. As much as I want to, I possibly cannot.? He explained, then turned, sliding his hand towards a metal napkin holder, from which he tore out a piece of white paper and laid it down onto the table. He also pulled out a blue ink pen, and began to write on the napkin. ?All I can do is prepare you, and get you ready for the end.?

?The? end?? I repeated, noticing that I probably sounded like a broken record, or at the least a nuisance of a parrot echoing words. ?Miroku-kun? the end of my journey with the jewel? is it close?? I asked him kindly, looking down at the paper that he began jotting down a few words onto.

He said nothing, but looked up sadly from the paper, and began to fold it in several different ways. He nodded, and slid it across the table, then took my hand, and placed the napkin in my palm. In the same gentle motion, he laced my fingers over it, and smiled kindly. He couldn?t say anything, I realize? but that was enough.

I looked down at my hand, and put the piece back into my pocket in my book bag, then turned to him again. ?W-What about InuYasha! And Shippou-kun? And Sango-chan?? I said frantically ? so many thoughts rushing through my mind at once. ?What happens to you? What happens to me? Do we ever kill Naraku? Does Kikyou-sama ever cast her revenge? Does Sesshoumaru-san ever get hold of the Tetsugia? What about the-?

?Woah, woah!? He said, laughing, looking at me with a smile. He was rather laid back, and somewhat amused with my rush of questions, but shook his head, taking one of his hands and running through his ebony bangs, ruffling it and resting it back onto the table again. ?One thing I can do, is offer you one question. And no matter what, I?ll answer it honestly, and give you the answer you need.? I opened my mouth to speak, but his finger rushed forward and rested on my lips, hushing my words before I had even begun to ask the question. ?Think about it first.? He assured, then slid his finger slowly from my lips, only to brush across them for a moment, and rest his palm on my cheek, stroking it warmly and protectively.

?You don?t want to waste it.?

I pulled back, leaving his hand in the air, and slid from the booth, shaking my head. ?Excuse me?? I murmured, shaking my head, ?This? This is all too much for me to handle.? I finally said ? my brain pulsing in such horror to what he had just done. I took my bag and threw it over my shoulder, staring at him with a large amount of redness on my cheeks, only to flash a fake smile at him. ?I-I? I have to go.? I stuttered out, and wondered why he was so kind ? gentle? and sweet to me!

Why? why on Earth had he acted that way? Why on Earth? didn?t I stop him?

I turned and walked out of the restaurant, turning to see several people?s face?s plastered against the glass. Spies. All of them. they had been watching the date?Err? convenient reunion between two people of the opposite sex? Ayumi and my other friends turned and looked at me, shocked and their eyes showed that they were overflowing with questions. But I took another step out, and just as I did I felt my body pause.

I froze.

Miroku had ran after me, and turned me around. Before I could protest and pull away, he had pulled me into a small embrace, and held me against his chest for a moment. My entire face flushed, and I felt his heart beat against my own for a moment, his hands gently around my waist. I looked over at my friends for a moment, who?s eyes widened with excitement. I wanted to curse out loud, knowing that there would be endless rumors about us later on. Gradually, he pulled back and smiled at me, and my graze quickly returned to his own.

?Next time, I?ll take you on a real first date.?

[*romaticallysurrendered*]

i like it! but i am a little confused at why she didnt ask a question!!!ahhhh! i am in suspense !!!
i cant wait for the next one!!

[The Elelmental Paladin]

That was a great chapter, Ashlynn!! I really liked Miroku's explanation of a date. Post the next chapter soon!

[takisha16]

Yay, a post!
I loved this chappy!
Miroku finally matured!!! God, good to know it ONLY took 50 years!
jajaja
I hope he has nothing romantically planned with Kagome. :-?
I still miss Inu!
When are they gonna come into the picture?
I'm glad he did not consider their outing a real date. That would've sucked!

[Ashlynn Black]

Heheh.

Trust me, InuYasha has a pretty good part in the fourth chapter,
Which is probably the most hilarious chapter, I think.
XDD

It IS a Kagome and Rakuen paring, though...
But she's still in love with InuYasha as well.
Hard to explain,
But it'll make sense later.