NOTEs: So here I am, "forgetting" my Hamlet homework. Not that it's a bad
play mind you, go read it! But I'm far too tired to actually think. Well,
think sanely anywho. And this is the best time to write after all. Just
when the mind is losing logic, but before the need for sleep takes over.
Ah, the wonders of the night.
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Right now…
Right now…I'm ready to spend the rest of my life…
With you…
Would you look at her.
She looks at me.
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel…
And she carries on without a doubt.
I wonder if she's figured it out.
I'm crazy for this girl...
-Crazy for this Girl
Evan and Jaron
Miroku grinned to himself for what seemed like the millionth time that day. Sango had thoroughly surprised him today. And not that he felt right about watching her, but it wasn't guilt. He grinned. Nope, not guilt.
He scratched his head absently while scanning the grounds from his seat against a tree. She still hadn't made her way back. Was she so stunned? Or could she be possibly avoiding him? Probably the latter. Sango was, after all, a modest and shy girl when it came to things like this. Which was one of the reasons Miroku found her so appealing. He mentally kicked himself.
Why did he have to find himself falling for a traveling companion...?
It was probably one of those fleeting kind of situations. Yeah, fleeting. One where he wanted something he couldn't possibly attain. That had to it of course. One that had been growing and festering for over a month now. Already that long? One that wouldn't let him sleep at night while pondering over the situation. One that made him wonder what she was thinking. What she did when she wasn't busy. How she was when she was younger. What she dreamt about. Who she dreamt about...
Who was he kidding?
He sighed, wondering how much longer he could deal with his situation before something had to happen. He couldn't hurt her. He cared too much. About all of them really. They were his family, no question about that. But lately, the way she moved, reacted to things. The way she smiled when Shippou or Kirara did something beyond adorable. She had a particular way of sitting. Or when she was sleeping, the peaceful innocence that covered her smile. Oh damn it.
Why.........why..........why.
Rhetorical question.
Because.
Rhetorical Answer.
He looked up, distracted from his thoughts as he saw Sango enter Kaede's hut. A few minutes later, she came back outside, dressed in full battle gear and carrying a bag on her shoulder. She called to Kirara, quickly answered by the feline's arrival. He watched as she sat on her heels and pet Kirara's head, smiling while talking to her. She scratched behind her ears and picked Kirara up only to kiss her nose.
Lucky cat.
He shook his head again. There was no getting away from this. Curiosity was again his enemy as Kirara transformed. Sango sat on Kirara and he watched them ride off. He gave an amused smile. [I wonder...] At a pace as quick as possible, he set off after them through the forest. Leaves and branches whipped as his face, stinging the slightest bit. He hardly noticed though, preoccupied with keeping an eye on Kirara through the thick foliage.
Where was she going by herself? Even with Kirara, it wasn't safe. She probably wasn't going too far though. He grimaced, nearly falling over an enormous branch in his path, but barely jumping over. He looked back up. Kirara was either gaining speed or he was getting tired. Must keep this pace up. Curiosity was quite the driving fuel. But he was still slower. Once he lost sight of Kirara, he struggled to pick up his pace. A moment later, he reached a clearing and was relieved to find Kirara sitting there. Nearby was a cliff and a small lake, but no Sango.
He frowned and closed his eyes. Concentrate...She was here somewhere, but where...
He opened them again. Over there. And here's where the pain kicks in from the run. He winced as he realized a particularly tender muscle from a previous battle had been strained.
He silently made his way over to where he hoped Sango would be, praying that neither she nor Kirara would sense him there. Sudden enough to startle him, a song in the same style as the previous began playing. His eyes widened in surprise. That's why she came out here? By herself?
He grinned.
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Sorry it's a shorter chapter, but Angel is tired.....And this was a good place to end it I think. Miroku is fun to write. This is my first time with him. I think he's a bit off, but I dunno. Whatcha think? Oh, and hi hi to Sango-sama and Chira Chira. I love your ficcies! (Peach Blossoms and Sunrise/Back rub respectively). Thankies to everyone who signed! Kisses!!!
And remember, reviews help this peach forget about sleep and homework @-@
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Right now…
Right now…I'm ready to spend the rest of my life…
With you…
Would you look at her.
She looks at me.
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel…
And she carries on without a doubt.
I wonder if she's figured it out.
I'm crazy for this girl...
-Crazy for this Girl
Evan and Jaron
Miroku grinned to himself for what seemed like the millionth time that day. Sango had thoroughly surprised him today. And not that he felt right about watching her, but it wasn't guilt. He grinned. Nope, not guilt.
He scratched his head absently while scanning the grounds from his seat against a tree. She still hadn't made her way back. Was she so stunned? Or could she be possibly avoiding him? Probably the latter. Sango was, after all, a modest and shy girl when it came to things like this. Which was one of the reasons Miroku found her so appealing. He mentally kicked himself.
Why did he have to find himself falling for a traveling companion...?
It was probably one of those fleeting kind of situations. Yeah, fleeting. One where he wanted something he couldn't possibly attain. That had to it of course. One that had been growing and festering for over a month now. Already that long? One that wouldn't let him sleep at night while pondering over the situation. One that made him wonder what she was thinking. What she did when she wasn't busy. How she was when she was younger. What she dreamt about. Who she dreamt about...
Who was he kidding?
He sighed, wondering how much longer he could deal with his situation before something had to happen. He couldn't hurt her. He cared too much. About all of them really. They were his family, no question about that. But lately, the way she moved, reacted to things. The way she smiled when Shippou or Kirara did something beyond adorable. She had a particular way of sitting. Or when she was sleeping, the peaceful innocence that covered her smile. Oh damn it.
Why.........why..........why.
Rhetorical question.
Because.
Rhetorical Answer.
He looked up, distracted from his thoughts as he saw Sango enter Kaede's hut. A few minutes later, she came back outside, dressed in full battle gear and carrying a bag on her shoulder. She called to Kirara, quickly answered by the feline's arrival. He watched as she sat on her heels and pet Kirara's head, smiling while talking to her. She scratched behind her ears and picked Kirara up only to kiss her nose.
Lucky cat.
He shook his head again. There was no getting away from this. Curiosity was again his enemy as Kirara transformed. Sango sat on Kirara and he watched them ride off. He gave an amused smile. [I wonder...] At a pace as quick as possible, he set off after them through the forest. Leaves and branches whipped as his face, stinging the slightest bit. He hardly noticed though, preoccupied with keeping an eye on Kirara through the thick foliage.
Where was she going by herself? Even with Kirara, it wasn't safe. She probably wasn't going too far though. He grimaced, nearly falling over an enormous branch in his path, but barely jumping over. He looked back up. Kirara was either gaining speed or he was getting tired. Must keep this pace up. Curiosity was quite the driving fuel. But he was still slower. Once he lost sight of Kirara, he struggled to pick up his pace. A moment later, he reached a clearing and was relieved to find Kirara sitting there. Nearby was a cliff and a small lake, but no Sango.
He frowned and closed his eyes. Concentrate...She was here somewhere, but where...
He opened them again. Over there. And here's where the pain kicks in from the run. He winced as he realized a particularly tender muscle from a previous battle had been strained.
He silently made his way over to where he hoped Sango would be, praying that neither she nor Kirara would sense him there. Sudden enough to startle him, a song in the same style as the previous began playing. His eyes widened in surprise. That's why she came out here? By herself?
He grinned.
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Sorry it's a shorter chapter, but Angel is tired.....And this was a good place to end it I think. Miroku is fun to write. This is my first time with him. I think he's a bit off, but I dunno. Whatcha think? Oh, and hi hi to Sango-sama and Chira Chira. I love your ficcies! (Peach Blossoms and Sunrise/Back rub respectively). Thankies to everyone who signed! Kisses!!!
And remember, reviews help this peach forget about sleep and homework @-@