Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. The brilliant Rumiko Takahashi-san created him. I own nothing.
A/N: This fanfiction was actually written a while back before Sango and Miroku got together in the TV series. This is my version of how things happened. I'm not sure if I'm going to include the sequel or not. Fell free to review and give me your opinions on that matter and also on what you thought of this story. Read on!!
Chapter 1: Self-Confession
'The stars are so bright tonight,' Sango thought o herself. She looked up at the fiery orbs suspended in the black summer sky. Looking back at the day behind her, Sango frowned. 'Why does he have to be such a womanizer?' she mentally fumed. Yes, she was talking about Miroku.
Sango's eyes widened as she realized what she was thinking. 'Why am I thinking about that pervert?' she thought. 'I don't care what he does. I don't love him. Or…do I?' Sango was now very confused. She realized now that she did love him.
Sango couldn't help but wonder how he felt about her. Did he feel the same way? Or was she just another girl? But then, if se was just another girl, why hadn't he asked her to bear his children? He'd done that to all the others. Little did he know she would have been happy to have a few kids. She wondered what he would do if she told him. Would he freak out or just stare at her as she made a fool of herself?
Brushing off the thought, the young demon exterminator stood up. As much as she liked Miroku, she could never let him know, at least not until she knew how he felt about her. For now, she was just going to forget about her feelings for the monk. Just for now. Perhaps she would dwell on them later.
Sighing, Sango followed the trail back to the village. It was late and she was tired. Plus, Kagome was probably still waiting up for her to get home. Sango was glad about that because she really needed to tell someone her thoughts, and Kagome was the perfect person. Kagome always understood Sango, and sometimes could even relate to her situation. Plus, she never judged her. Sango, smiled at the thought of her sister-like friend.
'Kagome's so lucky to have a guy like Inuyasha at her side,' Sango thought. 'He's always there for her, and he never grabs other girls' asses.' Sango shrugged off the thought of Miroku's lechery, and made a silent pact with herself to not worry about the "holy" man for the rest of the night. When Sango reached the small hut that she and Kagome shared, she pulled aside the bamboo curtain and went in.
There was a small fire burning in the grate, with the remains of the girls' trout dinner lying next to it. Sango was right. Kagome was still up waiting for her return. The young girl was currently propped up on her elbows reading one of her books from the future.
Kagome looked up as Sango came in and smiled. "Where have you been?"
Sango slipped off her sandals and said, "I was just thinking. You didn't have to wait up for me, you know."
"I know. It's just that you left kind of mad, and I was worried."
"I'm okay now. But thanks for waiting up for me."
"No problem," Kagome replied, closing her book.
Sango set Hiraiakotsu (A/N: spelling?) by her futon and laid back on the pillows, absentmindedly scratching Kirara behind the ears. "Hey, Kagome?"
"Yeah?" said Kagome, getting into her sleeping bag.
"Can I talk to you about something?"
"Sure you can."
"You won't laugh?"
"Of course not, Sango. You know you can talk to me about anything."
"Thanks. Umm…It's kind of about Miroku."
Kagome sat up and looked at Sango. "Is that what you were thinking about?"
Sango felt herself blush and she muttered, "Yeah".
Kagome waited for her to say something else, but she stayed silent. "And…" Kagome encouraged.
"Well…I don't know how to explain it."
"How about this? Why don't you start at the beginning?"
"Okay, I guess," said Sango, taking a deep breath. "When I went outside, I was angry at Miroku for groping another girl."
"I've never seen you that mad about it before."
"I know. It's just that Miroku was acting really good to me today. I thought he changed or something. But then he groped that other woman and I snapped. It felt like something broke in me," Sango was silently crying now. I've never felt that way before. So I thought about it for a while and I realized I…I…I love Miroku."
"Really?" said Kagome amazed.
"Yes. I just never realized it before. You see, I've always been told not to show my emotions. I had to learn that to be an exterminator. It's hard to live that way, but I finally got the courage to see how I felt and admit to it."
"How do you know you love him?"
"As I sat there, I noticed how much I wanted to rip that village girl's head off. And then I wished it was me he was groping. And then I thought to myself 'I don't care,' but I did. I do. And I'm sick and tired of hiding it."
"So are you going to tell Miroku how you feel?" Kagome smiled.
"I don't know if I can. I want to know if he feels the same way first."
"You know he does."
"Well, yeah, but I want him to say it."
"Want me or Inuyasha to talk to him?"
"No! Let him realize it himself."
"Okay." Kagome moved to crouch down in front of her friend. "Are you gonna be okay, Sango?"
"Yeah. I just need a good night's sleep.
"Okay."
"Thanks for listening and not laughing at me."
"No problem."
The two friends hugged. Then both of them curled up in their own beds and slowly fell asleep.
'Maybe tomorrow,' thought Sango, subconsciously, 'I'll tell Miroku what I feel about him. Or even better…he'll tell me.
