Disclaimer: "You'll never know how much I love you, you'll never know how much I care, when you walk by me, the feeling's just too hard to bear"
(An: Well, I watched "The Castle beyond the Looking Glass" with my friends a few days ago and while they were squealing over the InuKag kiss I was annoyed by the plot twist that prevented the Sango/Miroku.This is the night after the movie ends. There'll be spoilers, so stop reading if you don't like that kind of thing. Forgive me if I err; thanks to shifty schedules and bad search engines my knowledge of canon is sketchy at best.)
Miroku
One kiss.
One damn kiss.
That's all I'm asking.
Kagome's asleep, Shippo's asleep, Sango's asleep, hell, even Inuyasha's asleep. And I'm sitting awake, feeling like an idiot. Not that that's much different from how I usually feel thanks to Sango, but, well, you know.
Sango is jealous. Sango is beautiful. Sango is violent. She's got a great ass. Oh, yeah, and I just happen to be in love with her.
She also doesn't give a damn.
The reasons are obvious. I annoy the hell out of her. I'm a grabass. I'm a liar.
When you put it that way, it doesn't seem like I have any good qualities at all... and I probably don't. At least I can admit it, right?
Kagome got to kiss Inuyasha. And if Naraku hadn't picked that exact moment to manifest himself, I might've at least gotten to hold Sango. I say might because she, as I've mentioned, doesn't seem to give a damn.
I missed everything about her when she left. I even missed the feel of that perpetual smack mark on my cheek. How pathetic is that?
It makes me wonder what'll happen when we really defeat Naraku- when we all finally go our seperate ways for good. Sango with Kohaku, Inuyasha and Shippo with Kagome... and me. Back to a wandering monk. Back to a lecherous conman. Back to not knowing what it's like to be in love with someone. Back to being alone where it really matters.
It's not like me to think like this, which is why I know my feelings for Sango must mean something. I miss the days when I could go around hitting on women and not caring. I can still do that, but it won't be the same, and DAMN does that suck.
All I want is one kiss. With one kiss I could find out everything I need to know and it'd stop bugging me in the middle of the night. I think she cares, but I can't tell for sure... and that's just plain awful.
Of course, that kiss is probably going to be a long time in coming- if we don't end up in one of those dire peril "oh-my-gods-we're-gonna-die" situations again, or defeat Naraku... both of those things are about as likely to happen soon as is me actually being loyal to my vow of chastity.
Then again, if I do ever get that kiss out of her, and she rejects me, I may just end up doing that... this isn't one of those win-win situations, is it.
I stare at Sango sleeping and find myself thinking She's beautiful like that and groan. Love sucks ass.
(Yep, short. It's just a little drabble that wouldn't leave me alone. By the by, this is a ONEshot. Meaning, one chapter. Eventually, I'll get to an actual Inu fic... but for now this is it. Review!)