I Think She is the One
By: Mangahottie740
Chapter 1. Her feelings
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
It was true, he was not a philanthropic person. He didn't give, it was not in his nature. But despite his unliberal ways, she liked him. She hadn't really fallen in love before. Sure, she had had small, picayune relationships, corrosive and meaningless. But she thought he was the one.
He had provocative ways, she thought, in both ways: aggravating and arousing. He was head-strong and often hurtful. But she couldn't help that he was cute when he did this. Not that she liked him to hurt someone, but it did make her spirits rise a little to see him look that way.
She liked his looks, too. His resplendet, silver hair was so beautiful. His golden eyes were lustrous, as was his skin. How she longed to touch it, to feel it's softness and warmth. But those were just illusory fascinations.
She watched as he argued with Kagome. He often did that. She wondered if he would argue with her like that. But of course not, they didn't go out. They weren't mates, nor did she think that they would be, for he had already two women that he was in love with. It just wasn't fair.
"Inuyasha," she said one day. He looked up from the onerous task of making a tent. Sweat dribbled in small beads down his face, landing softly on his hanyou robe. He looked at Sango, wiping away some sweat that threatened to form on his brow.
"Yeah," he said. He waited until Sango smiled and replied.
"Do you need any help?" He nodded his head. Sango sat down beside of him. She picked up a stake and hammered it into the desired position. Looking at Inuyasha, she smiled. Inuyasha didn't smile back. He looked at her quizically.
"Sango, is there something wrong?" Sango was stunned. Wrong, no of course not. Was it so wrong to help someone out?
"No, Inuyasha, there's not." And so in silence she help him finish building the tent. When they were done she took her leave and sat on the grass by herself.
Sango sat, silent. She thought of earlier that day. Why had he thought that something was perverse? That was the first time she had tried to communicate with him. So maybe she had goofed. She hoped that Inuyasha did not catch that she liked him. It must have been obvious. Why did she have to smile?
"Sango!" called a voice from behind her, "It is time to eat." Sango slowly got up, wiping the debris from the ground off her backside and walked toward the rest of the gang. She sat down between Kagome and Miroku. She was handed an allotment of stew. She looked at it. A piquant aroma rose from it, making her mouth water. She took her spoon and ladled some into her mouth. It was hot. It burned her tongue. But it was still good. Very good. So good it drove her to ask who made it.
"This is good. Who made it?" She blushed when the name was told. Inuyasha. So, he was a good worker and a good cook. That was a sterling combination. And that made a great man.
That night Sango sat alone by the fire with Miroku. The flames played along the shiny beads he wore on his hands, creating shadows. The moon above was marked by its vast army of stars that shone upon the world with almighty glory. A sparse wind blew causing a chill to run up Sango's spine. She shuddered.
"You are cold, Sango?" asked Miroku. For the first time she looked over at him. He was wearing his usually garments. She nodded. He walked over to her and sat by her. No doubt this was one of his lecherous deeds that would come to some lewd ending.
"Miroku, what are you doing?" He grinned sheepishly.
"Why ever do you ask?" She looked at him.
"Don't touch it." But his hand had already strayed to her butt, and he grabbed hold of it. She gasped in surprise. Out of reflex she turned and slapped him. She then strode off, leaving Miroku there along and smarting from the blow.
As Sango drifted into sleep that night she thought of Inuyasha. She knew he was watching the room of the tent, making sure no one came in that posed a possible threat to anyone. She then thought of Miroku. That jerk. She was growing tired of his vulgar ways. She was a woman, and a woman does not desire to be felt on all the time. All the same, she did wish that it were Inuyasha that touched her. That thought kept flitting through her head. It made her blush to think about it.
He was naked. His robe was abandoned. And the most miraculous thing of all, he was posing. Sango looked at him, Inuyasha, and was aroused. He really turned her own. It was a few moments later when she realized that she herself was naked too.
Inuyasha was looking at her. Drooling as he was, he was still handsome. Sango ran over to him. Lips met lips as they kissed. Inside their mouths their tongues chased eachother. Delving deep into eachothers mouths, they kissed passionately.
Then Sango's hand strayed down to his member. But before she could do anything she was roused into wakefulness.
"Sango? Are you alright? You were moaning." Inuyasha was standing over her. A worried look was on his face. Around him, with the same worried expressions stood Kagome, Shippou, Miroku, and Kaede.
"Yeah, I am alright." She blushed as she remembered her dream. "Just a dream." Miroku stepped forward.
"A dream? It sounded real to me."
"Shut up, Miroku." It was Kagome who spoke. She spoke on the behalf of her friend Sango. "C'mon Sango. Let's go for a walk."
The morning air felt warm and good upon Sango's face. She followed Kagome to the edge of a river where they walked along the banks and talked.
"So, Sango, who was in your dream?" Kagome asked. Sango flushed with embarrassment.
"I would rather not speak about it." But Kagome persisted.
"You can tell me. I promise I won't tell." With a sigh Sango relented. Looking at Kagome, she answered.
"Well, the truth is, I was thinking about Inuyasha. I know, he is yours, but as of late I have had a growing affection for him. He's just so.. I don't know, adorable?" Kagome nodded.
"He's fair game by my saying so. It is hard not to like him. But I thought you liked Miroku." Sango shook her head before she spoke.
"Yes and no. I used to like Miroku. But he got, well, annoying. He's just a... pervert." Kagome nodded.
"I can't say that you're lying. He's even tried to violate me before. He shouldn't be a monk."
"You're right on that one. When was the last time you heard of a monk trying to have sex with village girls?" Kagome laughed.
"Miroku is the only one." And with that they made their way back to camp.
Sango was sitting at supper that evening watching Inuyasha. He was just so adorable when he ate. So cute. She just loved to see him do that. She caught sight of Kagome watching her, and when Kagome met her gaze she winked at Sango. Sango knew that wink. She followed Kagome out into a clearing of trees.
"How's it gone with you today?" Sango looked at her quizically.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean with you and Inuyasha. Have you said anything to him?" Sango shook her head.
"No, I have been too shy. I just go blank when I see him." Kagome smiled.
"I understand. I used to do that."
"Used to?" asked Sango.
"Yeah, me and Inuyasha kind of grew apart. We don't exactly like eachother anymore."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I guess because we've both started liking new people."
"Oh, who are they?" Kagome smiled again.
"Well, I like Miroku."
"And Inuyasha?"
"He didn't say."
Sango fell asleep that night not knowing who Inuyasha liked. She hoped fervently that it was her. Then they could go out together and be mates. But that probably wasn't going to happen. He probably like someone different. Maybe it was Kikyo. Most likely it was Kikyo.
She thought about how Inuyasha devoted himself to the whole gang. He always protected them when they needed it, for starters. He never failed to keep them all alive. Without him all would be lost. Second of all, he worked hard to set up their camps. Without him their would be no shelter. And her final reason was his cooking. He could cook very well. Sango liked his food more than anyone elses.
Sango awoke feeling refreshed. She had had no dream that night. Nor did she want to have a dream. She thought about her embarrassment the day before. Thank goodness, she told herself.
She walked over to a water bowl. Splashing her face she walked out into the bright sunlight. She saw the gleam of it on the water in the distance and decided that she would go ahead and get her bath over with.
She trekked her way along. When she came near the pond she noticed that someone was sitting in there. It was Inuyasha. She wasn't sure if this were good or if it were bad. Ducking behind some bushes so he couldn't see her, she thought.
If she stayed she could see Inuyasha and his goodies. Oh how she wanted to do that. But she could get thought of as a pervert if she did. However, if she left, she wouldn't be able to see him.
"Hey, Sango, mind if I join?" It was Kagome.
"It's not what you think," flustered Sango. Kagome smiled a wry smile.
"Sure it isn't. Just kidding Sango, I believe you." Sango blew a sigh of relief.
"So why are you over here?"
"To watch of course." Sango was taken aback.
"So you would't think of me as a pervert if I watched?"
Of course not. It's natural for us girls to do this." They watched as he stood up. A bar of hand-made soap in his hands, he took it against a rag and began to bathe. He washed under his armpits, scrubbing diligently.
"No wonder he smells so good there," Kagome said. Sango was puzzled as to how she knew this, but she did not ask. They the watched as he progressed down his body. He rubbed the rag across his chest and stomach, and over his abs. Sango shuddered.
"He is so sexy."
"I agree." They then watched to their liking him wash his member. He rubbed the rag in the area and both Kagome and Sango shuddered.
"Let's go now." They left the bushes and went back to the campsite, having already seeing what they wanted to see.
Sango and Kagome talked in the tent. They were alone.
"I can't believe he was so sexy," Sango said. Kagome nodded.
"Yeah, I was the same way whe I first saw him. But he noticed me."
"What did he do?"
"He blushed. Then he yelled at me. But I couldn't help it. That night we..."
"Don't tell me you had sex." Kagome reeled back, apalled.
"No! We just made out. I am to young to have sex." Then a thought struck Sango.
"But I thought you said you didn't like Inuyasha anymore. I thought that you said you like Miroku."
"I do. But Inuyasha looks better. I can't help that." Sango smiled.
"He really does. I love him." Kagome smiled.
"I'm glad to hear that. Maybe he likes you, too." Sango looked at her seriously.
"I hope so. I want him to love me. I have never felt so passionate about anyone before."
"Then why don't you ask him out?" Surged by her confidence she answered.
"I think I will."
Sango stood before Inuyasha. He looked at her. She was silet.
"What is it Sango?" Inuyasha asked. Sango turned a deep red colour.
"Inuyasha will you go out with me?" Inuyasha stood there in silence. Finally he answered.
"Sango my answer is-"
A/N: I didn't expect this chapter to be so long. Oh well. Please make my day by hitting the review button below! :)