Rain began to fall out of the sky, pouring harder and harder with every passing moment. It had become even more dangerous for Miroku to drive. He looked at the clock on his car radio. It read 11:46 pm. He was growing tired. "I better check into a hotel." He said to himself.

He didn't want to die any sooner than he had to. So he pulled up to a small one-floor motel called The Sakura Blossom He stepped out of his car and looked at the place.

"Looks promising. Hope it does'nt cost too much." he said to himself. he ran to the front door and walked up to the counter. There at the counter was a tall thin guy with light brown hair and a very adorable smile.

"Good evening,sir. Welcome to The Sakura Blossom Just one tonight?" The man asked.

Miroku nodded and handed him the money he needed for the night.

"By the way you can call me Miike. If you have any problems you can contact me." The man said smiling.

"Thanks, Miike. I'll be sure to do that." Miroku replied. Miike gave him the key to his room. Just when Miroku was about to find his room he heard a loud crash coming from the room behind where Miike was standing.

"Ow! Son of a bitch! Move ya damn mop!" A girl yelled. Miike only sighed in embarassment.

"Ummm...Is something wrong back there?" Miroku asked

"No, no." Miike began, "she just gets angry easily."

"Who?"

Then a tall dark haired girl in a maids uniform came stumbling out the door.

"Oh you must be the maid." Miroku said smiling holding out his hand to help her up.

"No. I'm Miikes wife. It just makes him horny when I dress like a maid. He loves all that kinky sex stuff." Sakimi said slyly.

Miroku felt his face turn hot with embarassment. "Oh, really?" he asked nervously. Sakimi burst out laughing.

"No! I'm just the maid!" She laughed

Miike cleared his throat "This is Sakimi. She will be your maid."

"Ha, Konnichiwa!" She cheered.

Oh...Heh Heh. Hi!" Miroku stammered.

"Sakimi, must you tell that same joke everytime we have a guest?" Miike asked. The girl only giggled.

Miroku smiled and walked down the hall to find his room. "Let's see room 6..." He said to himself. he found it. It was the room at the end of the hall. He opened the door and turned on the light. It was a nice room. not too big, had nice blue walls with clean white sheets.

"Not bad." He thought as he threw his bags on the floor by the door and kicked his shoes off. he plopped down on the bed. They were soft and smelled like lavender He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling.

'Am I just wasting my time?' He thought sadly. Before long he felt his eye lids get heavy. before he knew it he was asleep.

Kyoto Japan, 1993

Fourteen year old Miroku and Sango were on the beach. It was an absoulutly perfect night and the stars shone brightly over them.

"Miroku?" Sango asked. Miroku turned to her. "Yeah?"

"Do you ever think about the future?" She asked sweetly

"Huh?" he asked confused.

"Do you ever think about what you want to be? your family? Stuff like that"

"Sure I do." Miroku replied smiling. sango looked up at him with big brown eyes.

"What do you see?What do you see in your future?"

Miroku took a deep breath, unsure of what to say. He turned to Sango and smiled.

"I may be young, but I sure as hell know what love is. I see you Sango. I see you and I together."

Sango giggled sweetly. "Really? Thank you."

They looked at each other for a moment. he brought her in for a kiss. It wasn't long but it was passionate. They both pulled away and blushed lightly.

"Did we just?" Sango asked

"Our first kiss." Miroku said smiling.

Sango nodded.

Miroku laughed and cradled her in his arms and they watched the stars the rest of the night together.

Miroku woke up the next morning. The sun was shining brightly through the window. He rose from his bed. "Another dream? About her? Dammit." He groaned in confusion.

"Another dream about who?" A voice asked. Miroku jumped. He turned to see Sakimi at the door.

"W-what are you doing here?" he asked, still shaking. Sakimi laughed

"It's 11:30, sleeping beauty. It's time for me to clean." She said

"Oh man. I guess I over slept." He groaned as he got out of bed, allowing her to make it.

"So you never answered my question." she began.

Miroku turned, "Huh?'

"Who were you dreaming about?"

"Oh." Miroku said " Just a girl"

"Ooo! A girl! Was it a naughty dream?" Sakimi asked slyly and winked at Miroku. He only sighed.

"Are you always thinking about something dirty?"

Sakimi giggled. " Well when you're a maid who lives alone with a guy you start thinking about all kinds of stuff."

"You live alone with Miike?" Miroku asked.

Sakimi nodded. Miroku started to think that something was going on between them, but he didn't want to be rude by asking. He watched as Sakimi made his bed.

"So who's the girl you dreamt about?"She asked.

He just sighed sadly. "She's just a girl from when I was a teenager."

"A friend of yours?" She asked

"Oh much more than a friend" Miroku sighed. he held his head in his hands " She was my lover. The most beautiful girl ever. I'm actually on my way to see her now." He answered.

"Oh that's nice. When was the last time you saw eachother?"

"It's been ten years."

"Ten years?!" She yelled in shock.

" I know but I have to see her now or never." He answered.

"Why is that"?

"A couple days ago, I got injured. Now I only have two months to live. I need to see her. Before I die I need to tell her I'm still in love with her."

There was silence in the room. Until Sakimi put and hand on his shoulder. "Go." She said sternly. Miroku looked up at her with confusion. "Why wait here. If you love her you need to go now. The sun is out and its a perfect day to drive. Go now."

Miroku nodded in agreement. "I will. Thank you Sakimi." With that he grabbed his suitcases and ranb out to the hall. Miike was standing out at the counter.

"Leaving so soon, are we?" He asked sadly.

"Yeah, sorry but I need to be on the road as soon as I can" Miroku answered.

"Why? What's the rush?"

"I need to tell someone I love her."

Miike looked concerned. " Well, we do have a phone."

"No. It's more personal than that. I haven't seen this girl in over 10 years." Miroku replied.

"Ten years? Still single?"

" I don't know. But I need to see her."

Miike grabbed his wrist. " Are you crazy? What if she's married. Do you know how painful it is to tell someone you love them and not hear it back?"

" I don't care. I'm not gonna die without knowing."

"Okay. Whatever you want."

Miroku ran for the door but was stopped once more when Miike yelled his name. He turned to see him smiling, "Good luck." he said giving him a thumbs up. Miroku nodded confidently and rushed out the door to his car.

About an hour or so on the road Miroku looked at the directions which were still safe in his pocket. He was glad to see he was only about fifteen minutes from her house. he turned down Hana Avenue.

'Hana Avenue. This is the street.' He thought nervously. His heart was pounding at this point. He found 667 Hana Avenue Which is where the paper said was the right place. He pulled into the drive way. He was glad to see that there was a car in the driveway.

"Good It looks like she's home" He said happily. The front of the house was lovely. Beautiful brick with many diffrent colors of flowers growing around it. "Here goes nothing." he whispered. His hands clenched in a fist as he head for the front door

TBC...

Muahahahaha! I'm so evil! Cliffy! Yeah sorry if this was a sucky chap but near the end my hand started to hurt really bad so yeah I just wanted to finish. Well No flaming. I hope you enjoy and Chapter 3 will be up very soon!