The Monk & The Warrior

by recherusumisu2121

Ever since Sango met Miroku, she started to develop feelings for him but she won't tell him. She has lost someone close to her heart and it brings great pain to her, she seeks the comfort of the perverted monk named Miroku. What will happen to the pair as they prepare for the loved one's journey to the afterlife. Will a bond of eternity be forged between the two?

1. Prologue

Prologue

The leaves crunched as they ran through the woods. Her heart raced as she ran. Her waist length black hair blowing wildly behind her. Hoping to catch him. "Kohaku! Please!" her voice was shaky as she tried to hold back the tears.
Her heart skipped a beat as a pair of arms reached out and grabbed the boy she chased. "NO!" her voice was filled with all the pain that she felt. "Kohaku!" Her boots pounded into the leaves and the dirt. She burst into the clearing and there she saw him. Kohaku's body laid in a pile on the ground. "No! Kohanku, please!" She cried as she dropped to her knees. Her companion next to her. "Kirara, we have to do something." Her voice shaking, trying to hold it all together.

Kirara, a two tailed demon rubbed her head on her human companion. "S-Sango" Kohaku said roughly. "Kohaku, shhh. I will get you help. You will be alright." Sango spoke softly as she tried to turn Kohaku on to his back. "Sango, leave me. There is nothing that you can do." He spoke as he moved his hand from his chest, blood pouring from the wound. "No. There must be something." Sango said as she leaned forward, her brown eyes filled with tears. Kirara growled "Sango?" A familiar voice called as he ran into the clearing.

"M-Miroku?" Sango tried to sounds calm, but was loosing her inner war as Miroku ran over to kneel next to her. "S-sango, y-you have to let me go. It's okay." Kohaku's voice getting rougher over time. Miroku's indigo eyes filled with worry. "No, Kohaku. I can't let you go. Please, don't die on me." Sango pleaded with her brother as tears ran down her face.

Kohaku drew his last breath before dropping Sango's hand. Miroku placed his hand upon Sango's shoulder in hopes of offering her some form of comfort as he realized that her brother had drawn his last breath. "Kohaku. Please. Please." She whispered as she placed her forehead against her brother's. "Sango, I am so sorry." Miroku whispered softly. Her heart broke into many peices as she heard Kirara roar in sadness, her large size diminished and she crawled into Sango's lap. "Miroku?" Sango spoke looking over her shoulder to the monk behind her, his indigo filled will concern and sadness. "Yes, Sango?" His reply soft as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders in comfort.

"W-will you help me? Help me b-bury my brother?" Tears ran down her face as she placed Kohaku gently on the ground. "Of course, Sango. Of course." He replied gently. "Where do you wish for him to spend eternal rest?" Sango could not hold her emotions back a moment longer and began to cry harder. "Perhaps on the hill, by the river close to where our home once was."