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"So, what is it that you want?" Miroku asked as he sat on the chair.

"I have a question for you," Sango replied.

"Shoot."

Sango took a deep long breath. She didn't know how to put this into words but she just had to. Miroku was the only person left on her list. She asked Kagome and Ayame this but it wasn't much help. Inuyasha . . . well . . . let's cross him out. He's not even supposed to be an option. She asked Kouga but he didn't know how to answer it.

"H-How would you know if you loved someone?" she stuttered and dropped her head in embarrassment.

A laugh. That's what she was expecting. But nothing came.

She looked up to see what he was doing. Surprisingly, he was actually thinking about it. She expected him to respond with humour dripping in his voice or even answer with sarcasm but no. Here he was, getting serious.

"I don't know how other people would say it but I think it's when you look at someone and think, 'I'm complete'."

Sango was taken aback. She kept opening and closing her mouth. Miroku Houshi actually answered it, which led her to thinking that if he were to answer the question so right then maybe . . .

"Miroku, are you in love?"

"Frankly my dear, I am," he responded as he linked his hands together.

A devious smile slowly crept up on her lips.

"Okay. Come with me."

Sango stood up and took Miroku's hand and led them both outside of the coffee shop. She let go of his hand and clamped her hands on his eyes then started walking.

"Where are you taking me now, Sango?" Miroku asked.

Sango brought her lips to his ear, which made Miroku melt. It was funny how she didn't know she had this effect on him.

"Some place where we can have some privacy," she whispered hotly on his ear.

Shivers went up and down his spine. His hands were sweating. His toes curled. His breathing was becoming irregular. Dirty thoughts were swimming all around in his mind.

After a few more steps, he saw light again.

An alley. Cold, dark and giving out a dangerous and an intoxicating aura. So inviting.

"S-Sango, w-what are you up to?" Miroku stumbled over his words.

Sango gave a chuckle and answered with, "Oh, nothing so boring."

She then cornered him. Once Miroku's back hit the hard brick wall, she glided her fingers up and down his arm.

"Sango . . ." Miroku said weakly.

"Miroku . . ."

Sango's face kept coming closer to his. As soon as her face was a hair away, she . . .

Laughed.

Miroku stood there, dumbfounded. Was there something on his face? Did he give out that he was nervous? Did he do something?

Sango kept laughing her heart out. After a few more tears of laughter, she seemed to calm down.

"Woah. Hadn't laughed like that in ages."

"Okay. Now that you've had your laugh, what was that about?" Miroku questioned.

"Sorry. I just had to do that. You were being so serious back at the coffee shop that I had to think if you had a twin. Anyhow, I need to cook Kohaku some lunch. I'll see you around, Miro."

Sango took 5 steps before she turned around again. A smile was etched on her face.

"Thanks for answering me, Miro," then she turned on her heel and disappeared out of Miroku's sight.

At this, Miroku gave a smile as he leaned on the brick wall.

"Oh Sango. You'll never know, will you? How much I love you," he whispered to himself.

Thinking he'd stayed out long enough, he headed for his house. He wouldn't call it a home until Sango would be the one waiting for him. Every person he had loved was taken away from him. His mum, his dad, and his grandfather had all been taken away from him. He just hoped Sango wouldn't be taken away, too.


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