-1The group walked in their usual block, InuYasha and Kagome next to each other in front and Sango and Miroku in the back. Strange how they always seemed to merge into that formation, though each couple acted like they hated each other's guts.

"Common wench! It can't be this difficult to find an effin jewel shard!" InuYasha growled.

"Well I'm sorry InuYasha," Kagome spat in response. "My senses aren't as acute as some peoples."

InuYasha looked at her quizzically. "Acute?"

Kagome sighed. "Idiot."

Miroku stared at the pair before him. He smirked. Reaching down, he groped Sango's butt.

"I'm so glad we aren't like them Sango-chan," he said, smiling at her cheerily.

….No slap?

"Sango?" Miroku asked, stopping. Sango halted as well, her gaze fixed upon the blue sky above her. "Are you ok? Sango?"

"Kirara!" Sango called. The cat came to her voice, and transformed in a wave of hot flames. Sango boarded the feline's back and soared up into the air. Miroku watched her fly up, curiosity etched on his face. What was she doing? He squinted, bringing his arm up to his forehead to shield his eyes from the sun. He did see a little blue flame…

InuYasha and Kagome also stopped, watching Sango. What the fuck?

A few moments later, Kirara returned to the ground. Sango-less. Behind Kirara stood an enormous tiger-demon, similar in her size. It was all white, with fluffy, soft looking fur. Black stripes cut through the hairs, and blue flames erupted from it's paws. It was obviously the same type of demon as Kirara, with just a slightly different gene.

On Kirara's back sat a man. He wore a simple grey kimono, and it was opened to reveal his gorgeous abs. He had black hakama pants, most likely hiding his perfect ass. His hair was dark brown, thrown messily around his head. His blue eyes peeked out from his shining locks, and his perfect-guy-plump lips were pursed into an exuberant smile. He was staring down at Sango, who sat on his lap. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, and her torso was pressed against his.

"Whoa," Kagome ogled, drooling at the man.

InuYasha was surprised by Sango's actions more than the stranger himself.

Miroku cursed under his breath.

"And you are…?"

Sango blushed and un-tangled herself from tall long and handsome. The two both hopped off the strange demon and stood before the group. The man put his hand on the far side of Sango's waist, pulling her hip to his. Sango blushed and looked down at her feet as Miroku glared jealously.

"T-this is Taka," Sango stuttered. She shuffled her feet and twiddled her thumbs. "Taka is m-my fiance…"

Miroku's eyes widened. InuYasha choked on his spit. Kagome gasped dramatically.

"B-but I'm your fiance!" Miroku yelled defensively. What the hell?!

Taka ignored him. He fondled Sango's ass. And she giggled.

Giggled?! Just how close were they?!

"Why are you just showing up now?" InuYasha asked.

Taka smiled politely. "We should probably sit down. This could take a while."

Everyone pulled to the side and sat in a clove of trees. Taka yanked Sango down to sit on his lap. She gave out a flirty squeal and blushed. Miroku felt the rage bubble up inside him. This stupid bastard thought he could touch his woman?! No way was this going to fly.

"Sango. I think you should sit over here. Out of the sun," he said smugly, folding his arms and crossing his legs. InuYasha and Taka assimilated, sitting in their usual positions. Kagome sat on her legs, kneeling in the sunlight. This could not end well….

Sango sat between Taka and Miroku, but not in their line of sight. Their glares intimidated her too much. Miroku's purple eyes glared into Taka's blue ones. He smirked cockily, tipping his head to the side slightly to invite insults. Miroku only glared in response, giving him and "I'll deal with you later," kind of stare.

"Well," Taka began, "the reason I hadn't came sooner was that I couldn't find my Sango. You seem to move around a lot so it was very difficult to locate you. I've been searching for months, rarely stopping. I couldn't give up hope that I would find her…" He paused and smiled to her. "Finally I came upon a woman who commented on Sango's jealous wrath, and that she could never forget such a scary face."

Miroku smiled. "That would be my doing. Only I could make her jealous."

"You shouldn't have to," Taka responded. "There's no reason for her to be jealous. You shouldn't be flirting with other women."

Tension was building between the two, and they had only known each other for ten minutes.

"Anyway," Taka continued. "Sango thought I was dead, and that is the only reason she even considered liking you monk. You see, I was supposed to be in the village when it burned down, but at the last minute I was called to exterminate another demon. I knew Sango was safe however, fore she left before me. So when I came home, the village was gone and so was Sango. I decided to look for her, and suddenly it turned into a ten month adventure. But I never gave up."

He reached down and placed his hand over Sango's. She blushed as she stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

Miroku rolled his eyes. O please. This guy was a load of bull-shit.

"So Sango, will you come with me? We can get married and settle down. Remember that kid we were talking about? I'm really looking forward to that. I can't wait to start that life with you," Taka stated, grabbing her hands in his. He kissed her finger tips lightly, smiling sexily. Sango blushed as she smiled sexily back.

Miroku cleared his throat. "Well I don't really see how that's going to happen. I too am Sango's fiance."

Taka looked at Sango. "Is that true?" he inquired.

Sango looked from Taka to Miroku and back again.

"No."

"What?! Sango?!" Miroku yelled, jumping from his spot. "Remember?! After the demon women at that village?! By the river?!"

"As I recall Houshi-sama, you asked me to bear your children, not to become you're wife."

Her words hit him like stones. "B-but I…"

Taka glared at him, "You shouldn't talk like that monk. What's become of your virtues? You shant have children until you are married."

Miroku sat down, defeated.

"We will leave in the morning," Taka declared, kissing Sango's cheek.

Sango stared at Miroku. "A-alright…"

Standing, Miroku hid his eyes behind his bangs. He walked away, disappearing into the thick grove of trees that was the forest. Sango stared after him with her sad, chocolate eyes. He seemed to care a lot about this situation. Weird. She stood as well.

"I'll be right back," Sango whispered. She ran after Miroku, worried.

Under the thick blanket of night, she ran blindly. Twigs snapped beneath her as her feet pounded at the ground. She leapt over tree roots and crunched leaves as she ran.

"Miroku?!" she shouted, trying to find him. Jeez he moved fast! "Where are you?!"

Miroku called back, "Over here!" God what did she want? She had Taka. Perfect abs, perfect assed Taka. With his stupid blue eyes and his faggot hair. Bastard.

Sango ran up to him, breathing heavily. Her hair was scattered around her, leaves and small branches sticking out of it. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with adrenaline. She smiled. "I'm glad I found you."

He stared at her, a firm look on his face. He wasn't in the mood for this.

"Miroku why are you so upset?"

Miroku sighed and folded his arms. "Why do you think? You're all over that prick!"

Sango's eyes watered. She looked taken aback. "He's not a prick! I've known him since the day I was born! He's my best friend! Why would you say that?!"

"I'm fucking jealous alright?!" he shouted.

Sango gasped, covering her mouth with her hand.

"B-but why would you be jealous? Y-you don't love me! You can't! As a monk, you're not allowed to be married! You asked me to bear your children! That means you only wanted me to bear you an heir! You only wanted me to satisfy your sick sexual needs!"

Miroku was hurt. Her words stabbed him like knives.

"Sango no…that's not it at all. I love you-"

"Don't say it!" She screamed, tears pooling in her eyes. "Taka is right! What about your virtues?! You can't marry! You're a monk! It's against the rules!"

"I don't care! I'll give up Buddhism! I'll never have sex again! I'll do anything to be with you! Love is a virtue Sango!"

Sango cried. She hid her eyes behind her hands, trying to shield her tears. She hated to be seen crying. Miroku stepped closer to her, grabbing her face in his hand. He leaned down and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Sango's head pushed back from his force, and he supported the back of her head with his other hand, clashing her lips to his even more. A small moan escaped her lips, and she opened her eyes. Miroku broke away, wiping her tears off her cheek with his thumb.

The two stared at each other, and awkward silence between them. Sango's cheeks were stained pink, and Miroku's turned red moments after.

"S-sorry," he said, turning away.

"Don't be…" Sango responded, her whole body heating up. She nervously wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him, pressing her chest against him subconsciously. Miroku looked up at the night sky, his face resembling that of a cherry. He smiled.

"S-so uh…w-who are you uh…gonna go with?" he asked daringly.

Sango stared down at his sandals. She pondered it for a moment.

"I haven't decided yet…"

Miroku sighed and pulled away. "Well if you're going to be with another man than I don't want you to be accused of cheating. Please don't be mad at me."

"No of course not…" Sango said sadly. She had been wanting to be held like that for so long! And now that moment was over already…

"We should head back."

"Yes."

The two walked back in silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

"Sango!" Taka smiled. He jumped from his resting place and hugged her romantically. His hands rested on her lower back, and he pulled her hips to him intimately. Miroku scowled. Ugh.

InuYasha was smirking. This was so funny! "Hey," he said, his smile widening.

"What?" Miroku glared. He of all people should have known that this was not the ideal time for joking conversation!

"I have an idea. How about….Sango decides who she wants to be with. But it'll be a competition! You two will have to compete for Sango's heart!" he spilled, glowing. Kagome cringed. That could get messy…

"Alright," Taka and Miroku agreed at the same time. The two's head's snapped to glare at each other.

Oh yes. This was going to prove to be very entertaining.