A/N: This is my second one-shot, and my only Sango and Miroku one! Not sad like my other one-shot, slightly humorous, and fluffy-ish. (Please read my other one-shot and review-) Eh-heh...)

Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha, or any other characters other than my OC's.

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Sango eyed the lecherous monk by the fireside, said person reading palms, with futures all the same - perverted one's none-the-less. She sighed. Well, it was truly too much to hope he would ever give up his ways with women, but, in a way, Sango didn't mind, in all her heart-of-hearts. She didn't know her feelings for him, yet, she wouldn't give up on the houshi. Besides, she could tell that he didn't love any of them. Nope. None of 'em. Or he'd have the heir he was always asking girls' for. Like... that young woman who had her soul stolen; you could see Miroku liked her, but, in a brother-sister kind of way. And, even if he asked every girl to bear his child, he never saw through to the end.

So... who was he saving himself for? She tilted her head ever-so-slightly in the silent question to herself. Miroku was just sitting leisurely by the women, laughing, enjoying himself while all the pretty girls' blushed. Sango shook herself from the trance, and started to walk away, leaving Shippo on the fence to ask the same question to himself. Kirara was with the young fox demon, watching over him. But Miroku noticed Sango walk away, and smiled to all the ladies' in line.

"Well, ladies, I have to leave you now... but don't forget your fortunes" They all giggled, and Miroku pushed himself up with his staff, beginning to make his way after Sango.

When caught up, the two walked in companionable silence, all was that way, until Sango voiced her opinion, the silence catching up with her.

"Miroku" His gaze re-directed to her and he smiled.

"Yes, Sango"

"Well... why do you ask all the pretty girls' to 'bear your child'" The question was blurted out so suddenly it caught Miroku off-guard. He looked to be contemplating it, before a soft answer came forth.

"I need a heir, Sango." He started easily, stopping to lean against a tree, staff placed comfortably against his shoulder at the same time. Sango stopped her trot easily, and leaned against a tree opposite him. He continued; "It doesn't nessissarily mean that I like each girl I see, it just means what it means... I need a heir." He then got restless again and stood to walk, Sango fell into step with him. He looked up into the sky through the branches of the reaching trees', and sighed. "One day, this hole in my hand will not only suck up everything around me, but it will pull me into the endless void, also." Sango looked down sadly. She'd heard this before... but it stung like a fresh wound every time he mentioned it. Why"Sango..." She looked up.

"Yes" Why... was her heart pounding so hard? Then his face came so close her hers'... her eyes widened...

SLAP!

"Y-You're such a PERVERT" Blushing scarlet, Sango removed her hand from the monks' cheek, and stomped away.

"But Sango, I was just checking; I thought I saw a bug there! I was going to remove it for you"

"Sure, houshi"

Well, that just goes to show, some things never change.