Miroku's Birth Day (a one shot which you'll never hear off again)










Miroku sighed heavily as he fully awoke himself with a splash of cold water from the river.

It was his birth day.

As he looked in the rushing river, he thought of what he had done in his life.
He sighed again.
Nothing much' he answered his question.

Walking back to the camp they (Inu & co) had made last night, he realized something else:
He was old.
Not Kade-baba's kind of old, but he certainty was older than his four companions.

He sighed again.
For a birth day, he wasn't having much fun! he thought as he sat down on a log at camp.

Sango awoke with Miroku's depressed sighs.
He was starting to get on her nerves.
But when she saw that forlorn expression plastered upon his face, her annoyance evaporated instantaneously.
Yawning and streaching to show him that she was awake, she asked sleepily:
What's up with you?.

He answered (with another sigh):
It's my birth day and I'm feeling depressed.
He didn't know WHY he had just said that to her, but it made him feel better.
A little anyway.

Sango blinked ,and, since it was morning after all, expressed her opinion with out consulting her brain first.


He looked up at her, surprised.
He would feel very stupid if he answered her question with truth.
So he lied.
No reason

Again, since it was morning, her need for more sleep made her quite frank and sharp, as was observed in her retaliation to his answer'.
she pressed, voice hard, and with a tone that clearly said: answer me correctly and I'll let you live'.

He grinned at her grumpiness, and for the first time that morning, felt a little happy, so he decided to tell her.

Promise you wont laugh?

Yea. Sure. Whatever

I'm serious Sango-san

I said yea! Go ahead!

He smiled weakly.
I feel old

Silence.

You're not old, said Inu Yasha, leaping down from his tree.

A question mark appeared over Miroku's head, as did Sango's.

Hell I'm 455 years old! he stated proudly, like a little boy dose when boasting.

Miroku sweatdroped as Sango bust Inu Yasha's bubble by saying the truth about it:
In dog years and if you count the 50 years you where pinned to a tree: Asleep no less!

Inu Yasha fehed' in reply and went to the same river as houshi had done previously to wash his face.

Getting out of her blankets, Sango joined Miroku on the log, sitting close to him.

Aw come on Miroku, you can't be that old! she said cheerfully.

Miroku frowned.
Then guess how old I am he retorted sulkingly.
He wasn't really sulking any longer, he was just curious.













You're 20?!? she practically screamed, surprised, almost falling off the log.

Jeez Sango-san, you don't have to rub it in! he laughed at her shock.

You're 20 Miroku-sama? said Kagome, Shipoo and Inu Yasha; Kagome and Shipoo had woken up by Sango's loud mouth, Inu Yasha had chosen that moment to come back.

Sango sweatdroped as Miroku chuckled:
Can't keep anything a secret around here, while partly glaring at Sango from the corners of his eyes.

Sango gulped guiltily and looked down at her hands (which where resting in her lap) as if they where the most interesting thing in the world.

Silence (again)

Well, uh . . . Happy Birth Day Houshi-sama! said Sango with faltering happiness, throwing her arms around his neck and giving him a very quick hug before going off to wash her face.

Silence (yet again)






And so the characters of Inu Yasha return to their normal' lives.




THE END






AN: Don't ask. After my birth day and reading too many S/M fics, I wrote this. ^_^;