Declaimer: ME NO OWN INUYASHA!

LONELY NO MORE

It wasn't fair! It just wasn't! Why was her life so messed up? She hadn't done anything to deserve this. That was what a young woman with dark brown hair and eyes was thinking, while sitting in her nice apartment with her little cat Kilala.

Her name was Sango, the twenty-year-old secretary of one of the most successful businessmen in the country – Mushin Houshy. She had a nice little office, nothing extravagant or fancy but she liked it, nonetheless. Her work hours were also acceptable, not to mention the fat paycheck she was getting every month. There was nothing wrong with that, right? Then what was her problem, you'd ask? Problem was Sango's love life…or the lack of it, to be exact. Although she was smart, funny, beautiful-all in all a perfect catch for every man- Sango had never stayed in a relationship more than three weeks. She tried, she really did…but it just wasn't working out and she had to end it at some point.

Usually it was her best friend Kagome who set her up on dates to find "her perfect guy", as she called it. Kagome, herself, was engaged to the CEO of another big company that was doing pretty good at the moment. (A/N: guess who?) Kagome was sure she had found the love of her life, her soul mate and she couldn't have been happier.

Sango smiled. She knew that her friend was madly in love with her husband-to-be and if the loving looks that Inuyasha-that was his name-was giving her every time she saw them together were anything to go by, Sango was pretty sure his feelings were just as strong. The young secretary sighed as she decided to take a walk to the nearby park to clear her head. The wedding was coming up next week, which had let to her earlier thoughts. It wasn't like she wasn't happy for the couple…it was just that…that she felt a little bit jealous of them and what they had found in each other…and what she hadn't-love.

Walking around the park, Sango thought about the prospect of being alone for the rest of her life. It wasn't a pleasant idea but what else was there for her? She didn't believe her knight in shining armor would just show up one day and sweep her off her feet. She snorted. That was for the fairytales. Her life was far from it.

It was late in the evening when a young man with black hair, tied into a small ponytail at the base of his neck, and enticing violet eyes headed out of his apartment and to the newest night club in town. It had opened recently and was quite popular among those who liked to party and had the money to pay for it.

Upon entering he was immediately swept into dancing with two beautiful girls. One had her hands on his shoulders, while the other had wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. This lasted for several minutes before the young man decided to end their fun.

"Excuse me, ladies." He turned to the two and in the same time tried to escape their hold. "I think I need a drink first, so could you let go of me…please?" he added when they didn't seemed to want to listen.

"But, Miroku!" whined the one who was hugging him from behind. "You just got here after not coming to see us or answering our calls for the last five weeks! We missed you sooooo much!"

The other one nodded eagerly and tried to snatch a kiss but the young man, by the name of Miroku, quickly twisted his head so her lips landed on his cheek instead. Honestly, he had been hoping that they would get the hint and leave him the hell alone…he hadn't called for five fucking weeks! If that didn't show them clearly he wasn't interested, he didn't know what would. Now don't get him wrong. Miroku was and always had been quite the ladies' man but he didn't like to share…at all. What that's got to do with this, you would ask? Well, the two lovely ladies, who were currently hanging from his neck, were in fact sisters and they loved to share everything…and I mean everything. And that was a huge turn off for him.

Miroku finally managed to untangle himself from the sisters' iron grip and headed towards the bar, briefly looking over his shoulder at the two to make sure they weren't going to jump on his back…literally. Luckily for him, it seemed they had found another boy's neck to hang from.

"Maybe this one wouldn't mind sharing" Miroku thought, slightly amused at the turn of events.

Sitting down in one of the stools at the bar, the young man ordered his favorite alcoholic drink before looking around the new club and scanning people's faces to see their emotions. He was really good at that, actually. One look in someone's eyes and he could read them like an open book. And no matter how much they stared into his no one could ever tell what hid behind those beautiful violet eyes of his.

Suddenly a heavy sigh left his parted lips. His life wasn't that great, as opposite to what most people, who knew him, thought. Because in reality he was…alone. Even with all those one-night stands and little harmless flings in the end of the day he was alone. Loneliness wasn't something that generally bothered him but there were moments when he thought about his future and he couldn't imagine any of the girls he had met so far by his side.

"MIROKU!" a deep voice interrupted his gloomy thoughts, making him look up into the face of none other than…his uncle?

"Uncle Mushin?" the young man was honestly surprised at seeing his only living family member here of all places. "What are you doing her?"

"You are coming to work with me in the company!" was all the man said before he grabbed Miroku and dragged him out of the club and towards his new life.

Hi, everyone! I was finally able to post this...although it took me a while to decide if I should. You see, first I thought about writing a one-shot about Sango/Miroku but then it just seemed more fitting for the plot to make it longer. And so here it is the first chapter of the story. Hope you like it! :)

BYE AND REVIEW! :)