The wedding night…
"Miroku… I'm so nervous" I muttered, my body trembling slightly, facing away from him as we stood as newlyweds in our new home. The moon was our only source of light, I stood in its glow…I felt him standing close behind me, he swept my hair over my shoulder, exposing the nape of my neck, the cold draft I felt there was replaced with long lingering kisses, so small and tender yet they managed alight a flame in me.
"Sango…" he whispered in to my ear, his voice flowing into me softer that silk and enfolding my heart…warming me from the inside, I closed my eyes and leaned against him…his arms enveloped me…so strong…yet so gentle. "Sango" he nestled into my neck, "I'll be careful…you are so precious to me, I'll be tender…I promise".
Slowly I turned to him, his face close to mine…he leant forward and leaned his forehead against mine…holding my face in his warm hands. "So beautiful" he breathed, brushing the hair from my eyes, "So beautiful…and you're mine, finally mine" his voice was filled with emotion, my eyes were beginning to fill with tears, tears of such joy…I was so in love with this man…and yes, I was finally all his and he was finally all mine. Today our souls were joined…tonight our bodies would follow…I was to become a complete woman and maybe even conceive my first child. His lips lightly touched mine, as he pulled away I wrenched him in for a more passionate kiss. When I released him…he smiled "do you trust me…my sweet wife?" he asked holding me close.
Our eyes locked, with ghost of a smile I whispered "with my life….husband".
He grinned and chuckled, husband…it felt so natural to call him that, he swept me off my feet and carried me to the marriage bed, laying me down carefully…he treated me as though I were so fragile, so delicate…as though I were the most important person in the world to him…
….She was the most important person in the world to me, how lovey she appeared in the glow of evening. I laid her down so cautiously ….Sango was the strongest woman I had ever known; tonight she looked so vulnerable…strange as it was it made me love her even more. I shifted on top of her, our eyes locked onto each other…I love this woman beneath me…more than I ever thought it possible to love another human being. She was more than the woman I loved, she was my best friend and partner…no more than that, she was the other half of my soul. Her hand cupped my cheek "I'm yours husband…body and soul" she uttered softly.
With those wonderful words a gentle passion took hold of me and l leaned in showering her with kisses, relishing in the little gasps of pleasure she released. Her pale skin…so soft, I began removing her wedding kimono…marvelling upon her beautiful body. She sat up slightly, removing my own attire and kissing my bare chest "Sango" I breathed, my breath hitched in reaction to her touches. We melted away with the night as the morning sun rose…that night as I moved in her, breathing in the flowery fragrance of her hair, indulging in each little caress she blest upon me, we truly became husband and wife…and nine months later we'd be mother and father….