Author's Note: Unrepentant drabble dump. Everything in here will be focused on the Miroku/Sango pairing, or one or the other of them. And I have a lot of drabbles about them. Six years worth, in fact. I'll be posting them gradually, one or two at a time, so keep an eye out.
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See I'm Smiling
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Houshi-sama always had a smile for her.
Sometimes, it was a comforting one. She would have a bad day for reasons big or small, and he would catch her eye, touch her hand, and let his lips tilt upwards to let her know he cared about her. Afterwards, everything seemed a little brighter, and the aches and pains of daily life would become as significant as a solitary grain of rice.
Other times, Houshi-sama's smile was conniving. It was times like those that she became wary, because he would sidle closer and his hand would wander, and that was always exasperating. Even more infuriating was the fact that she was beginning to like it when that smirk sneaked its way onto his features, because she knew she really should be insulted by his lack of tact. Not that she'd admit it either way.
Every once in a while though, his smile seemed painted on. As carefree as a person as he pretended to be, even Houshi-sama has his demons. He tries his best to hide it, but Sango can tell.
That was when she always had a smile for him, so that she could light up his day the way he did hers.
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Written September 2006