Marriage To The Pervert

[ Chapter 1 : The Break Up ]

"Sango! Can't we just talk about this for a minute?" Miroku exclaimed, still trying to catch his breath. After all, chasing his wife down the streets of Tokyo on a freezing winter day was not in his regular exercise routine. He was finally able to catch a hold of her hand.

Sango whirled around angrily and glared directly into her husband's eyes. "What's there to talk about, Miroku? This isn't the first time you cheated on me!" She pulled her hand away from him. "But, you know what, this is definitely the last!" With that said, she pushed him hard onto the street and took off running.

Miroku got up, dazed, and looked at the crowd surrounding him. "Don't you people got anything better to do?" He grumbled.

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Sango was already packing her clothes when she heard the front door opened. "Miroku," she whispered bitterly to herself as she jammed the last of her sweaters in, "go to hell."

Miroku made his way into the bedroom and burst the door open. "Sango, you're not planning on leaving?" He asked when he noticed her suitcase.

"No Miroku," Sango replied sarcastically, "I'm packing my clothes to get them washed." She shut the suitcase firmly and walked toward the door.

Miroku quickly covered the doorway with his body. "You do know that I'm never going to let you leave, right?" He said with a small smile.

Sango sighed, reconsidering. That was the same smile he gave her after their first kiss. That was the smile she fell in love with. Then, her train of thoughts darken. And how many times have he given that smile to so many other girls? "Move Miroku." Sango said in a monotone voice.

"No." He replied stubbornly.

Sango's well hidden emotion was now pouring out. "I said, MOVE IT!" She screamed, whacking Miroku hard against the chest with her suitcase. Stepping over his body, she headed into the living room.

Miroku checked his body for any broken bones before trailing after her. "Sango," he whispered, gripping onto her suitcase, "I'm ... I'm sorry. Please don't go."

Sango felt her face flushed. She really did love this man. No wait, she hated him. Well maybe, not hate. Deep down, she had became very tired and weary of his behavior.

In all their years of dating and marriage, never once had she ever cheated on him. But Miroku, now that was a different story. How many times had she caught him with another woman? For the life of her, she couldn't guess the right number. Every time, she is about to leave, something he does or says always held her back. 'Well, not this time!', she thought as she narrowed her eyes.

Miroku sensed that something was wrong, but he shoved it aside. This was just a normal routine in their marriage. The next step was forgiveness, which Sango always gave him in the end.

Sango pulled the suitcase away from him and opened the door. "Miroku, I never want to see your perverted face again."

'No,' Miroku thought, panicking. 'She's leaving for real.' I have to get her to stay. "Sango, just wait one second please."

Sango was tempted to walked out the door, but curiosity took hold of her. She turned around and looked suspiciously at him. "Why?"

"Well," Miroku said, giving her the puppy eyes, "don't I get a goodbye kiss?"

Sango was about to turn away when she felt his lips on her mouth. She could feel a warm tingle surrounding her whole body. She began to lose sense of everything when he pulled her closer, and her fingers pressed lightly against his crest.

"Stay with me," Miroku whispered into her ear.

Sango felt her skin turned cold. He was doing it again. He was playing with her heart. "No!" She cried and pushed him away. "Goodbye Miroku." She whispered, slamming the door behind her.

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Miroku pressed his hands against his head. The house was completely silence, now that Sango was gone. "She's really gone," he muttered to himself. 'Stupid ... stupid ... stupid,' he thought as he bang his head against the wall. "How could I let her go? I should had followed her. Begged her. Even tied her down. Anything to make her stay." But he knew he could never do that. He wanted Sango to have happiness, and he couldn't seem to give her that.

Then, it stuck him. Not the emptiness and loneliness that he had been feeling since he heard the slam of the door when she left, but determination. He just had to find a way to get her back.

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Sango was driving off to nowhere. She could go live with Kogome for the time being, but then what? She could easily start a new life. But, she knew that she already missed the stupid pervert. "Damn Miroku," she muttered to no one, "you could have at least chased after me." After she slammed the door, Sango had expected Miroku to rush after her. She even waited awhile in the freezing cold before getting into the car on purpose, but he never came. "I guess he doesn't think I'm worth it anymore." She thought sadly to herself.

"Well, if that's how he feels," Sango thought bitterly, "I can do the same." Sango was determine now. She going to forget that Miroku had ever existed and move on to a new life.

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[Author's Note] Yay! I'm done with the first chapter! This is unusually long for me, hehe. As a response to my extreme effort, won't you guys review? I want to know what do you guys think. Should Sango give Miroku another chance? Review Review Review! ^-^

Author's Reponses To Reviews For Chp. 1 [this is will be updated if more people review] :

Rainy-days13 : hehe, he does deserve a suitcase huh? Maybe even more, ^-^

Black-Wolf8 : Thanks for the nice review!

Kikyous Revenge : Um, never thought of Sango/Inuyasha pairing! Interesting, but too sad for me. I love M/S together!

Kikanemi : Yeps, Miroku is one extreme pervert, but hopefully, he'll learn someday, hehe

tsunami-chan : I can tell you're a M/S fan too! Thanks for the review!

LilsurferSango : Ohhhh, I see why you're confused. The story is an AU and takes place in modern day Tokyo (which explains the suitcase, cars, and everything else that's strange) hehe.

Sango-Chibi : Thanks for the nice review! ^-^ There is seriously not enough M/S fics.

LiLpsYchOwaRRioR : You know where I live? :: Happy Hippi looks nervously around her :: hehe, thanks for the nice review! I'm glad you like the story.

Jackie : hehehehe, what a great idea! Or I could just have that she runs over him with a car [many times] hehe. Thanks for the nice review! ^-^

Demon_Kitty : Thanks for the review! What does "onegai" mean? Just wondering, hehe.

katy : Thanks! I hope you will like the following chapters too! ^-^

Aamalie : Wow! A long review! I love those, hehe. I'm glad you like Miroku/Sango pairing also. Personally, I think they're so cute together (if he would just keep his hands to himself, hehe)

sabril : Hey, thanks for taking the time to review! ^-^ By the way, interesting name, what does it mean?

Huntress Sango : What an interesting review, lol. Oh, I did read your fanfic "Inuhoushi and Mirokuhanyou" ! ^-^

Murasaki Kitsune : Yeps, Miroku is all alone now, but ... maybe not for long, hehe. Thanks for the review!

blood stained lace : Thanks! (Gee, that was a really long laughter, or you ok?) hehe

[Disclaimer] Notice that this is at the bottom of the story, hehe. I doubt people actually read this. This is from my experience as both a fanfic writer and reader. The disclaimer is as annoying to the author to write as for the reader to see. ^-^

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