A couple of days passed for the busy, buzzing Sango. She had forgotten the boy named Miroku. She was always moving about either with school, friends, or family.
The wind was blowing and Sango had just gotten home from helping Kikyo with her project. Sango was very tired so she went right upstairs to her room without even saying hello to her father. But he was busy himself. Sango dropped on her bed and sighed closing her eyes. But Sango couldn't keep her eyes closed for long. Then she heard a loud thud on her window. Sango jumped just a little and looked at her window. The wind was blowing hard. Just like the day she met Miroku. Then it came to her.
"Oh my gosh! I forgot to call!" she thought running to her white desk pulling her phone out and calling Miroku. After the third ring Miroku picked up.
"Hello?" He answered. His voice sounding different then when Sango first met him.
"Hi." Sango said feeling her heart race and hands shake. She never really was good at talking to people over the phone.
"Hey." Miroku replied back trying to figure out who he was talking to.
"Uh, it's me...Sango. I'm sorry I didn't call the other day but...I've been really busy." She replied back.
Just then Miroku's face light up with a smile. "Oh, hey it's okay. Don't worry about it." he said walking back to his room to lay down.
"Are you okay? Your voice sounds different." Sango said.
"Yeah, I just have a cold. I guess I got your cold." He said laughing. Sango smiled and looked down.
"I'm sorry you caught my cold...To make it up to you...How about I come over and...I don't know take care of you?" She said.
"I can take care of myself." he joked. "But I'd love for you to come over."
Sango smiled big, "Okay...I'll be over in a few." She said hanging up and rushing down to the door and out it to her car. She remembered where Miroku lived and knew her way there. Once she got to his house she took a deep breath and got out walking up to his door. She rung the doorbell. Very nice doorbell indeed. Miroku opened the door and smiled.
"Hey." He said smiling. Sango just smiled back and nodded.
"You're sick...You should be laying down instead of up and walking." She said. Miroku scoffed and looked down.
"Guess you're right." He said moving out of the way and walking over to his couch to sit on it. But Sango stopped him before he could sit and looked at him.
"Bed!" She said being serious. Miroku just looked at her and frowned.
"Fine." He said walking back to his room and laying on his bed. Sango followed to make sure he followed her orders. Once Miroku was in bed Sango smiled to herself thinking back to when they first were in his room.
"Sango?" Miroku said looking at her with a raised eyebrow. Sango looked at Miroku blushed in her face. "Sorry." she said. "You just stay there and...Don't get up." Sango's heart was starting to race again. He looked so adorable to her. Laying in his bed. The way his hair brushed over his face. Sango began to walk over to his bed not thinking about what she was doing. She lightly brushed her fingers over his forehead pushing his hair out of his face. His soft, beautiful shining hair. Sango felt like she was in a movie...Like "The Notebook" which was her favorite movie. But her own love story that she hoped would continue. Miroku took Sango's hand and looked at her deep in the eyes making Sango realize what she was doing. But she didn't feel like stopping herself. As they both gazed into each other's eyes. Sango could feel something. Like love...Sweet, soft, wonderful love. Yet bitter love because she hardly knew Miroku. Yet it felt like she's known him her whole life.
"Are we going to kiss now?" Sango asked in a soft whisper as Miroku was pulling her close.
"Thanks for ruining the surprise." Miroku joked laughing softly still moving closer. Sango felt like there was a knot in her throat. Like she couldn't speak. They slowly became closer until their lips touched. Sango's heart jumped and she couldn't help but to want him... Yet she thought it was wrong to fall for someone who you just met a couple of days ago. But Sango couldn't help it and she didn't care. Miroku wasn't going to let go of her...Not until he felt he was going to go insane. Miroku pulled Sango on top of him both still kissing ever so deeply. Sango felt happy...Happy she could feel him. To kiss him. Miroku finally pulled away slowly and looked at her.
"I'm sorry." He said feeling bad. "I didn't mean to do that."
But Sango shook her head and smiled, "Don't be." Miroku sat up and sighed coughing just a little.
"I need to ask you something." He said looking down. Sango nodded and waited. "I know I don't know you really well but...When I'm with you it's like...Heaven and somehow I can't keep myself from you. Will you...be my gf?" He asked. "I promise even though we don't know each other that well...I won't hurt you...Ever." Sango smiled and nodded.
"I believe you...And I trust you...My bf." She said moving closer to him. Close enough to kiss him again. After a few minutes later of helping Miroku with his cold Sango was starting to get tired herself.
"Why don't you lay down...You look tired." Miroku said patting the spot next to him on the bed. Sango couldn't say no so she laid down next to him not planning on closing her eyes. But Miroku started to stroke her hair and since Sango was younger she'd always love when people touched or played with her hair. It always put her to sleep. Sango soon began to close her eyes slowly until she finally fell asleep. Miroku soon fell asleep next to her. They both looked so perfect together. Sleeping in each other's arms peacefully.
