Disclaimer: I don' t own Inuyasha, but if I did I'd totatlly be rich.
A/N: I've been thinking about how Sango always sits around angry when Miroku flirts with other girls. So I figured that one day she'd be sick of it and do something about it. Really, she's 'gonna do something.
The Last Straw: Claiming What's Yours
Sango sat irately next to Kagome, arms folded and eyes burning through the back of Miroku's head. He was currently flirting with a group of village girls, all swooning over him and proclaiming their vow to birth his children. Sango watched, dissing the girls.
Her nose is too big.
She's way too fat.
She could pass for a twig.
I bet she says that to all the men.
Sango had never been so upset with Miroku! He'd just got through grabbing her butt, and now he's asking girls he knows he'll never meet again to bear his children! What a jerk! But then she sofented her face.
Why doesn't he compliment me like he compliments those village girls?
She felt bad for talking bad about those girls, when she should have been talking about herself. Why would he compliment Sango, with all those battle wounds, and her stubborn attitude? He can skip like a pansy over to those dim-witted village girls who believe everything he says. She wanted to feel noticed, or pretty,
or loved.
But how could she show him that she wanted attention when he's always scanning out some hussy? She had to show him, or else she'd feel like a lime in a lemon barrel around him. She was going to do it. She had to do it. She could not believe she was about to do it.
She got up from her spot next to Kagome, who was very confused at Sango's sudden move. "Sango, where are you..." she asked.
But Sango wasn't listnening. She walked over to Miroku and the other girls, heart beating so quickly that she was afraid it might stop. She stood in front of the group, Miroku included.
"S-Sango! Hi... Uhhh" Miroku stuttered dumbly. The other girls sneered at Sango, seeing her as a lowly speck of nothing on the face of the earth.
"Miroku, who is she?" one girl asked.
"Why is she over here?" asked another.
"Her? Uh, this is-" Miroku started before he was interrupted by Sango.
"His girl," she said, making sure the group of tramps heard her, "I'm his girl."
It had suddenly got quiet. So quiet that you could hear Kagome gasping in the background. Miroku's mouth fell open and he let out a low laugh. The other girls all denied it, "No you're not! He said I was the one to birth his child!"
"No me!"
"Me!"
"He said I was going to bear him a child!"
"Sorry girls, but he's mine!" Sango said victoriously.
"I'll believe that when I see it, you liar," one girl spat from the crowd. She folded her arms and cocked her head, one eyebrow raised.
"Wanna bet?"
Just as she finished saying that, Sango took Miroku by his face and gave him a long, deep kiss on the lips. She felt him flinch at her action, but he fell into the kiss way too fast. The girl who had practically challenged Sango felt pretty stupid after seeing that. She stormed away, followed by the other girls.
Kagome was nearly having a heart attack. She was breathing sharply and squealing like a pig. Sango, however, was cool, calm, and collected while she kissed Miroku. The two parted and stared at each other. Sango blushed and giggled.
"So, what was that for?" Miroku asked, holding Sango's hand.
"Well, you've got to claim what's yours, right?" she said.
A/N: So yeah, this was a cute little fic that makes you go "awwww!" I really wished Miroku and Sango would have kissed in the anime, but you can't always get what you want I guess. Please give suggestions for another one-shot. I'd really be psyched if it came from a fan art. People can really draw. So can I, but their work definately destroy mine's!!!