"I hate this time of year," InuYasha growled to himself. He'd managed to go off on his own, pissing everyone off so they wouldn't want to be around him, at least for the night. He found it was a lot harder to piss people off when he was trying to.

    "And what, pray tell, is so awful about this time of year?" a familiar male voice said from behind him. 

    "Beat it Miroku," the hanyou grumbled.

    "I think it's quite nice," the monk continued. "The animals are waking up and the entire Earth is in bloom."

    "If you dont get outta here...."

    "You'll what?"

    "I won't be held responsible for my actions."

    "You know, I'm surprised Shippo isn't more affected." That got InuYasha's immediate attention. "Of course, he /is/ still just a kid, too."

    "You know exactly what time of year it is."

    "Yes."

    "You came out here purposely."

    "Yes."

    "Why?"

    "Because, InuYasha, there is only one being in this forest hornier than you right now."

    "You?"

    "Yes."  

    "Thank God!" The hanyou had the monk pinned to the ground in a heated kiss quicker than a 'sit.'

    "Easy! You /do/ know you have fangs, right?"

    "Wait until I get to the claws."

    "You're really quite rough."

    "You're really quite talkative."

InuYasha was currently trying to undress both him and Miroku at the same time. Miroku sighed and pushed him unto his back. The hanyou looked up at him, blinking in confusion. "What the fuck?!?"

    Miroku looked down at him, pushing the hair from his face InuYasha had undone in his haste. "You know, I keep this back for a reason. But that hardly seems important at the moment, does it? Now, I'm going to show you how this is done."

    InuYasha was at a loss for words, for once. He merely nodded.

    Miroku went in for another kiss. His hands gently began undressing the hanyou. InuYasha dared to do the same. "That's it," Miroku whispered. "Nice and easy. That way, it won't be over too soon."

    InuYasha's mouth went for the monk's neck, inadvertently drawing a bit of blood. Instinctively, he licked it, making the man shiver. He grinned. Miroku's hands began stroking the hanyou's sensitive ears, giving him a similar sensation.

    "Are you purring?"

    "You still talk too much."

    The two were so involved in each other they didn't even sense the small kitsune in the bushes. 'I /have/ to share this with the rest of the group,' Shippo thought to himself, grinning cheekily. He bounded off to where camp was set for the night.

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    "It's not that we don't believe you, Shippo," Kagome consoled the kitsune. "It's just that they've never shown any interest in each other before. Why would they now?"

    "Cus they're as horny as all hell and don't wanna get you two pregnant!!!"

    Sango and Kagome gasped at the small fox.

    "Well, if you /still/ don't believe me, come and see for yourselves!" he challenged. The two women no longer had any reason to argue. They followed Shippo to the clearing he'd spoken of.

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    They could hear the men before they saw them. If they were up to what Shippo said they were, it was ending soon. The women peeked over the bushes with the kitsune. They could hardly believe their eyes.

    Put bluntly, the monk was riding the hanyou. Both were naked, sweaty, and moaning. InuYasha's claws were digging into the monk's back, drawing more blood from him. Suddenly, Miroku collapsed, but the three could see him still breathing heavily.

    "Well, Shippo, we know never to doubt you again," Sango stated. Two ears and a head turned towards the bushes. Three pairs of eyes were looking back at them.

    "Hello ladies," Miroku said, ever composed. "Care to join us?"

    *SMACK*

    *WACK*

    "That's a no," the monk whined.

    "You think so?" Sango asked, suddenly quite seductive. Miroku's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

    "Well, I did."

    *SMACK*

    "OF COURSE ITS A NO!!!!!!!" The women stomped off. Miroku looked at InuYasha.

    "Again?"