Ehh.. My first fic. Don't know how this is gonna turn out. Hopefully
you'll all like it. Read and review pleeaaase! Thank you~ ^^
Disclaimer: All these characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I don't own anything T^T
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Sango's P.O.V.:
Wanting something so bad that your whole body would tremble in anticipation just thinking about it; yet falling into despair knowing that you'd never be able to have it.
Loving someone so much you can feel your love and adoration for them radiating from your very being; yet feeling your heart shatter into a million pieces knowing that your love would never be returned.
But seeing him everyday, fighting by his side, is enough... for now. Going day by day suppressing my feelings for him; he'll just stay in blissful ignorance, never knowing. The urge to tell him of my love for him is growing stronger as each day passes. I wish that I could just tell him everything, but I'm scared to ruin the friendship that we have now.
*Sighs*
As I watch him sleep, I couldn't help but let a smile escape to my lips. I crawled closer to him and brushed away a stray lock of hair. A small, boyish smile played on his lips as he attempted to move closer to my retreating fingers. I looked at him and drank in his handsome features as the last of the fire light died. Now, under the safe cover of darkness, I felt brave enough to say it.
"I-- I love you, Miroku," I whispered to the wind, daring to say his name.
Caressing his cheek one more time, memorizing the way his skin feels against my own, I retreated to the other side of the camp and into the blanket that Kagome-chan gave me.
Maybe things would be better tomorrow...
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Miroku's P.O.V.:
I no longer feel her presence beside me, after a while, I slowly opened my eyes, hoping that she's already asleep. I looked at the other side of our camp and saw her sleeping shape on the ground. Raising my hand to my cheek, I could still feel the heat of her touch.
"Sango..." I breathed, "I love you too."
Taking one last longing glance at her curled shape, I laid back on the ground, waiting for sleep to take over.
Maybe things would be better tomorrow...
End
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Soooo.... What d'ya think?? Is it good? Is it bad? Should I continue on with the story or just keep it as a one-shot? R/R, flames are welcomed~
Disclaimer: All these characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I don't own anything T^T
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Sango's P.O.V.:
Wanting something so bad that your whole body would tremble in anticipation just thinking about it; yet falling into despair knowing that you'd never be able to have it.
Loving someone so much you can feel your love and adoration for them radiating from your very being; yet feeling your heart shatter into a million pieces knowing that your love would never be returned.
But seeing him everyday, fighting by his side, is enough... for now. Going day by day suppressing my feelings for him; he'll just stay in blissful ignorance, never knowing. The urge to tell him of my love for him is growing stronger as each day passes. I wish that I could just tell him everything, but I'm scared to ruin the friendship that we have now.
*Sighs*
As I watch him sleep, I couldn't help but let a smile escape to my lips. I crawled closer to him and brushed away a stray lock of hair. A small, boyish smile played on his lips as he attempted to move closer to my retreating fingers. I looked at him and drank in his handsome features as the last of the fire light died. Now, under the safe cover of darkness, I felt brave enough to say it.
"I-- I love you, Miroku," I whispered to the wind, daring to say his name.
Caressing his cheek one more time, memorizing the way his skin feels against my own, I retreated to the other side of the camp and into the blanket that Kagome-chan gave me.
Maybe things would be better tomorrow...
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Miroku's P.O.V.:
I no longer feel her presence beside me, after a while, I slowly opened my eyes, hoping that she's already asleep. I looked at the other side of our camp and saw her sleeping shape on the ground. Raising my hand to my cheek, I could still feel the heat of her touch.
"Sango..." I breathed, "I love you too."
Taking one last longing glance at her curled shape, I laid back on the ground, waiting for sleep to take over.
Maybe things would be better tomorrow...
End
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Soooo.... What d'ya think?? Is it good? Is it bad? Should I continue on with the story or just keep it as a one-shot? R/R, flames are welcomed~