Miroku sat with his back to one of the large boulders that made up partof our campsite that night. He didn’t feel it. How could he not feel it? Igot up from the fire and walked over towards him. I then croucheddown next to him and leaned in. I reached out and flicked the tigerbeetle away. If it had bitten him, he would have woken up the wholecamp with his shouting and everyone needed their sleep. I didn’t moveaway like I should have. I hadn’t been this close to him in days. I inhaledthe strong sent of sandalwood that was coming off of him. His face wasthe meaning of peace.Something stirred him in his sleep and I froze. His eyes didn’t open, buthe licked his lips and turned his head towards me. I felt my face heat upand I know it turned red. He then settled back into a deeper sleep again.I was looking at those lips that he licked and I saw them become biggerand bigger. Before I knew it, I kissed him. I know it was stupid of me. Itwas a quick kiss and I pulled back really fast. He didn’t wake up, but I feltmy lips burning me as I walked back to where I was sitting before.I didn’t really do that much watching that night. My mind wouldn’t endwhere my body did. I saw him waking up from his sleep to find mekissing him. I pretended that he started to kiss me back. By the time Iwas pulling his purple robes off his shoulders no one else was there. Itwas just the two of us in the clearing with the rocks. As his tonguestarted to lick down my neck I snapped out of it. I was shocked back tomy senses and everything came back to me. The cold night air, the nightanimals scurrying yards away, the breathing of all my companions andthe crackling of the fire.I looked back over at Miroku and I started to hear my heart beat loudlyin my ears. I turned away from him and tried to concentrate on anythingelse, everything else. I don’t know how well of a job I did because Ialmost didn’t hear Sango when she walked towards me, as it was herturn to take watch. I got up and nodded at her while she took up herpost. I turned to look at the rest of the group. Where would I rest until itwas time for us to leave? I asked myself. The idea of sitting next toMiroku was kicked out of my head almost as fast as it had popped inthere. I jumped up into a tree that was to the left of him and settleddown for the rest of the night. I still wanted to be close to him, but thiswas as close as I could get. I closed my eyes and in my folded arms Ithought I felt his warm back pressed against me. I fell asleep with thatpleasant feeling.* - * - * - * - * - * - * -The book fell from my fingers then.
Inuyasha had feelings for me?
It was a puzzling thought. There wasno way I could look at him now, knowing what he wrote about me. At first I was a little ashamed that Ihadn’t treated him better as a friend, but this?