Title: A taste of his own medicine
Author: kira
Rating/Genre(s): OT, romance
Word Count: 500

Characters: Sango, Miroku
Warning(s): none
Summary: Sango decides to give Miroku a taste of his own medicine…

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Sango wanted to give Miroku a taste of his own medicine, as Kagome would say, so badly it hurt. However, she just could not bring herself to behave in such a reprehensible manner. She settled for a fiery glare, before stalking off, leaving the bewildered girl and lecherous monk behind.

He found her a few minutes later, standing alone with Kirara on the edge of town. Miroku was almost afraid to approach her. She looked so sad from behind, the way her shoulders slumped dejectedly. Unfortunately, her Hiraikotsu could just as easily go from something she leaned against to something that was about to connect with his head and rightly so. So he decided to go with a more cautious approach. "Sango my love…?"

She steadfastly ignored him. Sango felt it would be better for both of them if she did.

"Sango…?" Miroku crept forward.

Kirara mewled in amusement. This little drama that played out between her mistress and the monk was nothing new; in fact, it was quickly becoming old news. She sat back and waited for the inevitable sparks to go flying as her mistress unleashed the full fury of anger on him.

"Sango… my love…?" Miroku was now close enough that he figured she would be hard pressed to use Hiraikotsu on him. What she did instead took him completely by surprise.

Trying a different tack, Sango dropped her weapon as she whirled around to face him. Before he even had a chance to react, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close. "Yes…?" she said breathlessly, capturing his lips with her own in a kiss.

Miroku, quickly recovering from his shock, returned her kiss. When his wandering hands earned him nothing more than a tentative attempt at deepening it, Miroku opened his mouth, welcoming her tongue inside. He thought she was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted. As much as he wanted to give into his lust, he restrained himself, fearing her sudden return to her senses.

Kirara, happy her mistress was finally finding the happiness she deserved, scampered off to go find the others

Sango, suddenly feeling embarrassed over her wanton behavior, pushed away from him. "I…I …" she sputtered helplessly as she covered her flaming cheeks with her hands.

"No, no, no, Sango! It's all my fault!" Miroku quickly assured her, looking properly contrite. "I shouldn't have…"

"I just wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine, like Kagome-chan told me to do… I'm so sorry."

"While I doubt that's what she had in mind, I think it worked."

"Really?" Sango narrowed her eyes at him. "You not lying to me, are you?"

"Not at all, my dear Sango." He took her hands in his, a lecherous glint in his eye.

Angry, she smacked him across his face, before storming off.

Rubbing his cheek, Miroku fondly watched her go. I think I like getting a taste of my own medicine… He hurried off after her.i Especially that kind of medicine…/i