Romeo and Juliet: Sango Miroku style

Inuyasha: Romeo, Romeo humors, passion, mad man, l-l-l-l-l-l-l-lover, appear now at the likeness of a sigh. Romeo.

Miroku: He jests a scars never felt a wound. But soft what light through yonder window breaks. It is my lady it is my love. Oh that she knew she were. She speaks but says nothing what of that. I will answer it. Nah I am to bold tis' not to me she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heavens having some business to in trite her eyes to twinkle in there spear until they return. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand oh that I were a glove upon that hand that I might touch that cheek.

Sango: Ah, me.

Miroku: She speaks oh speak again bright angel.

Sango: Oh Romeo, where for art thou Romeo oh Romeo my love, deny thy father and refuse thy name and be but sworn my love, deny thy father and refuse thy name and I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Miroku: Shall I hear more or shall I speak of this.

Sango: Tis' but thy name that is my enemy what is a Montague.

It is not hand,

Nor foot,

Nor arm,

Nor face,

Nor any other part belonging to a man oh Romeoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Be some other name,

What's in a name that which we call a rose.

By any name would smell as sweet.

So for thy name which is no part of thee?

Take allllll

Take allllll

Take allllll myyselff

Miroku: I take thee at thy word,

Sango: Ahhhhh.

Miroku: Call me but love and I'll be new baptized. Hence forth I never will not be Romeo.

Sango: What man art thou that's so stumlence on my council.

Miroku: By a name I know not how to tell thee how I am my name dear saint is hateful to myself because it is a enemy to thee, had I had it written I would tear the word.

Sango: Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?

Miroku: Neither fair maid if either dislike.

Sango: How cammst thou hittery the orchard walls are high and death considering who thou art, if any of my kinsmen find thee they will murder thee.

Miroku: The lies more peril in thine eye then twenty of their swords.

Sango: I would not for all the world they saw you here.

Miroku: I have night's cloak to hide me from there eyes, and but thou love me let them find me here. I'll be some other name what's in a name that which we call a rose, by any name would smell as sweet. So for thy name which is no part of thee?

Sango and Miroku: Take allllll, Take allllll, Take allllll myyselff, Take all myyyyseeelllllfffffffff