Inuyasha, "Fireside" Miroku/Sango
Fandom: Inuyasha
Title: Fireside
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/Humor
Prompt: "Heat" for the Summer challenge, Week One at mirsanficart.
Word Count: 500
Spoilers: none
Summary: She's cold and annoyed, but Sango reacts to Miroku's flirting a little differently.
Everyone was miserable. Blustery snow shut the group inside the inn, and they awaited the first signs of warmth to continue hunting the shards and Naraku. Sango watched as the members of their group had their own restless quirks, many of which that were getting on her nerves.
Inuyasha sat a few steps apart from Kagome, and he scowled as she did her homework. Once in awhile, Shippou would brave annoying him, and the hanyou promptly stopped him with a punch.
Kagome sighed languidly as she read her books. In moments where Inuyasha broke her concentration, she let out a ‘sit’ while still looking at her work. After the Inn rumbled from the spell, he’d swear and fidget.
Miroku, however, was content to shut his eyes and block out the rest of the world.
Since she couldn’t, Sango stood up to leave as Kirara followed. She noticed the common room in the front had a fire pit, and she decided to warm up in peace.
Halfway there, she realized Miroku was following her.
“What is it?” she said, turning around, and Miroku looked at her serenely, unbothered by her irritated tone.
“Ah, I thought I would join you by the fire,” he suggested with a smile.
She blew out a huff and walked head, indicating that she didn’t care what he did. When they came to the front, they were the only inn guests at the pit. She sat down, and as Miroku sat next to her, she gave him a warning. “Hands to yourself.”
Miroku put up his free hands in surrender and chuckled. “Of course, but are you sure you want that?” Sango grimaced. Well, at least he tried. He added, “It’s cold out, and together we could generate some exceptional heat.”
Sango’s eyes widened at his audacity. Normally, that deserved a slap, but this time she was faintly amused. Anything was funnier than seeing Inuyasha ‘sit’ all the time.
“Hmm,” she said agreeably, and then she shot him a sly look. “I’m sure we could, but I was trying to get away from the noise, not make more of it.” She turned to the fire, and she could see Miroku’s shocked expression in the corner of her eye. She refrained from showing her delight, but it felt good to give him some of his own medicine.
“Sango-sama!” Miroku exclaimed, and she met his eyes, still holding back her smile. “You can’t do that to a man on a cold day and get away with it!” Sango inched back cautiously, and Miroku looked as though he wanted to jump her. Uh oh, maybe teasing him wasn’t such a good idea.
“Well, I can,” she said challengingly, and she let the smile slip. He chuckled and slid closer to her, and she let him. A cautious arm came around her and she relaxed when his heat mixed with hers.
They watched the fire together, but as Miroku held her, she could hardly feel the flame at all.
Title: Fireside
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/Humor
Prompt: "Heat" for the Summer challenge, Week One at mirsanficart.
Word Count: 500
Spoilers: none
Summary: She's cold and annoyed, but Sango reacts to Miroku's flirting a little differently.
Everyone was miserable. Blustery snow shut the group inside the inn, and they awaited the first signs of warmth to continue hunting the shards and Naraku. Sango watched as the members of their group had their own restless quirks, many of which that were getting on her nerves.
Inuyasha sat a few steps apart from Kagome, and he scowled as she did her homework. Once in awhile, Shippou would brave annoying him, and the hanyou promptly stopped him with a punch.
Kagome sighed languidly as she read her books. In moments where Inuyasha broke her concentration, she let out a ‘sit’ while still looking at her work. After the Inn rumbled from the spell, he’d swear and fidget.
Miroku, however, was content to shut his eyes and block out the rest of the world.
Since she couldn’t, Sango stood up to leave as Kirara followed. She noticed the common room in the front had a fire pit, and she decided to warm up in peace.
Halfway there, she realized Miroku was following her.
“What is it?” she said, turning around, and Miroku looked at her serenely, unbothered by her irritated tone.
“Ah, I thought I would join you by the fire,” he suggested with a smile.
She blew out a huff and walked head, indicating that she didn’t care what he did. When they came to the front, they were the only inn guests at the pit. She sat down, and as Miroku sat next to her, she gave him a warning. “Hands to yourself.”
Miroku put up his free hands in surrender and chuckled. “Of course, but are you sure you want that?” Sango grimaced. Well, at least he tried. He added, “It’s cold out, and together we could generate some exceptional heat.”
Sango’s eyes widened at his audacity. Normally, that deserved a slap, but this time she was faintly amused. Anything was funnier than seeing Inuyasha ‘sit’ all the time.
“Hmm,” she said agreeably, and then she shot him a sly look. “I’m sure we could, but I was trying to get away from the noise, not make more of it.” She turned to the fire, and she could see Miroku’s shocked expression in the corner of her eye. She refrained from showing her delight, but it felt good to give him some of his own medicine.
“Sango-sama!” Miroku exclaimed, and she met his eyes, still holding back her smile. “You can’t do that to a man on a cold day and get away with it!” Sango inched back cautiously, and Miroku looked as though he wanted to jump her. Uh oh, maybe teasing him wasn’t such a good idea.
“Well, I can,” she said challengingly, and she let the smile slip. He chuckled and slid closer to her, and she let him. A cautious arm came around her and she relaxed when his heat mixed with hers.
They watched the fire together, but as Miroku held her, she could hardly feel the flame at all.