I'm not asking for forever…..I'm just asking for a chance
He looked over at the demon slayer walking beside him, talking with Kagome. Shipppo was running around them with Kirara, laughing. Miroku looked towards the front where the half demon Inuyasha walked. He let out a 'Feh' as Shippo ran past him laughing. Miroku let out a small chuckle and, received a glare from Inuyasha
"Is there something funny, monk?"
"No…no its nothing." He replied waving Inuyasha off with his hands. Kagome let out a sigh as Inuyasha and Miroku started to argue.
"Miroku stop fighting!" Sango ordered as she tried to hold him from getting at Inuyasha who was pulling out his sword.
"SIT BOY!" Inuyasha fell to the ground, letting out a wave of curses at Kagome, who was wearing a smirk on her face.
"C'mon, lets make camp its getting late." Said Sango as they found a nice spot where they could sleep.
She's so beautiful…. Her laughter rings like a bell…. Her hair flows gently down her back… so silky…
He watched her gather firewood and, wished he could tell her how he felt. But he tried that and, she hadn't taken him seriously. The whole gang thought him as a pervert but, he loved only one woman. And that was Sango. But being the lecher he is, there's no way she would believe him.
Miroku let out a depressed sigh and, plopped himself down on the ground. Soon enough a fire was going and, everyone eventually dozed off. Except Miroku. He was turning his hand around, examining it in the firelight. He had no idea how long he could live. No idea if they could really defeat Naraku.
"Sango…Sango." He whispered shaking the demon slayer slightly.
"W-what's wrong?" She mumbled groggily, wiping the sleep from her eyes. He took her hand in his and, received a startled look from Sango.
"Miroku?" He put a finger to her lips, making her quite and, she felt her heart skip. What's going on? She thought frantically trying to come up with an answer.
"Sango…. Can you give me a chance?" He whispered clenching her hand in his.
"Give you a chance for what?" She asked her face flushing.
"To love you." He whispered as he kissed her, not caring what she thought. He needed to tell her…. Needed to let her know how he cared about her. And in that one moment he didn't care if the cursed hole in his hand, sucked him in. He would die happy, with the one he loves.
He broke away and, was surprised to see Sango's expression had softened. She looked at him, seeing the hopeful look in his eyes. She squeezed his hand, leaning herself against him. Miroku put his arms around her protectively, his heart already knowing the answer.
She was going to give him a chance.
And he would never let his love for her falter. Never.