IMPORTANT NOTE! Before you all kill me for taking such a long time to update, let me tell you a few things. A couple of months ago I had to travel to another country to study. I am now back at home, my diploma on my hand. Now, I'm updating all my stories at one time, so if you read more than one, you'll have plenty to read. I'll be trying to update frequently though I'm starting a new job next week. I promise I'll finish every single one of my stories, and I even have more in my mind some of which I've already started writing. Thanks for sticking up with me!

WARNINGS!: This story will contain violence (not too much, though), and CP, spanking. Don't like, don't read.

This is AFTER the last episode, so Miroku and Sango are already engaged.

Summary: All Miroku and Sango need is a little push to have a stable relationship. But what will happen when Miroku's efforts of having a child come true before even meeting Sango? Will a child change everything?

Disclaimer: I don't own it. If this anime was mine, it would actually be rather cute and it wouldn't have monsters…it would be totally different…you're happy I don't own it, right?!

II. Father

The sun shined up in the blue, cloudless sky as eight year old Haruki sneaked a peek at the strange group a few feet away from him.

After discovering the strange looking monk was actually the person he had been looking for, he decided to follow them. His face, arms, and clothes were full of dirt as he had tried to hide his smell with those of his surroundings. He still was trying to figure what those others in the group were.

The first he observed and instantly disliked was the kitsune cub that was with them. He did wondered, though, why was a kit among all the adults there. In his eight year old mind it made no sense at all. In his experience, most people rejected young creatures, human or not. So why would this group keep an annoying creature like that in the group?

He looked at what seemed to be the 'leader' of the group. He was sitting down, his arms crossed and his eyes closed. He might not be that old. In Haruki's eyes, all of those that were beyond 10 years old were old, VERY old. But this hanyou seemed to only be a couple of years older than him.

He looked as the strange woman with the strange clothes talked with the woman he had called mother. He couldn't help but blush crimson remembering that.

And then, the monk appeared out of some bushes, his ever present staff in one hand. He seemed to be rather happy while looking at the woman he had heard being addressed as Sango. He sat besides her keeping both hands on his staff as the two women and he talked.

It was then that he noticed something was missing…or rather…someone. He looked around, where was the hanyou?

"Ha! I knew there was something wrong!" he heard a voice say behind him as he felt himself being lifted. He couldn't help but yelp a bit at the surprise and start flaying his arms and legs.

"Let me down!" he demanded.

"Phe! Like if I'm an idiot to do that!" The hanyo said.

"Inuyasha..." The woman said.

"Don't say it Kagome! He has been nothing but problems." He growled, though Haruki was getting a bit tired of being held by his waist. He felt all but three.

"Maybe there is a reason for him to be following us." The lady, Sango, said.

"Or maybe he just wants to kill us all, and steal all our money!" the kitsune said.

"I don't think he wants that, Shippou…after all, we don't have any money left." The monk said. "Why are you here, kid?" he asked as the man walked towards him and leaned on his staff, looking at him face to face.

Haruki looked at the man, his dark eyes connecting with his father's dark ones. Even though the man had no idea of their connection, just the way he looked at him made Haruki feel all but three…and the position he was being held by didn't help at all in his cause.

During his 'long' life he had heard other kids say that a look from their fathers had them spilling out the truth…up until now he had never believed so, but when he looked into the dark eyes there was nothing dark about them. He could sense a bit of care from them, even if the man had no idea of their connection.

Not being able to hold it in any longer he let the tears he was oblivious he had been holding fall, and just let everything spill.

"Because Mama told me to look for you!" he said before looking down at the earth and doing what any eight year old would have done in his place…he silently cried his frustration out.

OoO

Miroku looked up from where Inuyasha held the same kid that had wounded him. He couldn't believe the kid was still lurking around.

After the boy had hit him, he had had a strong desire of just hitting him back…not on the face but on a specific part of his anatomy which he admired from every woman. Now, the boy was back looking all but defiant, though he had to admit, the little anger he felt was now gone.

"Because Mama told me to look for you!" he couldn't help but be surprised by this, and he had to hold the urge of just grabbing the kid and holding him tight against him to give him comfort. Just as he hated to see women crying, he hated seeing kids cry.

"What do you mean?!" Sango asked the kid sounding as surprised as he was.

"Inuyasha, put him down." He heard Kagome whisper to the hanyo's ear.

"If he promises he won't run again…or hit the monk." Inuyasha said as the kid nodded his head. And then, without much care, the hanyo literally threw the kid out of his grasp making him fall into Miroku's arms. And that was all the kid needed to latch himself into the monk's middle.

"I'm sorry!" the boy wailed.

OoO

Sango stood there more surprised than anything. Miroku was looking at her bewildered asking her with his gaze what to do, though he had wrapped his arms around the kid. It was then that it hit her, the boy reminded her of Miroku himself.

"Nani…" She whispered oblivious to the fact that Inuyasha would hear her, "he's his father." And with that phrase, a pang came to her heart.

Don't be stupid. She berated herself, it's just your imagination! Just because he looks like him doesn't mean a thing!

"I think we should camp here." Kagome interrupted her thoughts. "Eh…Shippo, why don't you go search for wood? Inuyasha can go try to fish something…and Sango and I will go search for fruit!" The young woman said happily, not waiting for an answer before sending the other two to do what she asked for and dragging her out to the forest.

Even after minutes of searching for fruit, Sango couldn't help but remember the boy. She had this strange feeling inside her that nothing would be the same now.

"Sango-chan…you really think what you said?" Kagome asked suddenly.

"Nani?"

"You know…about the kid being his son?" She said looking through some bushes before smiling and picking up some berries.

"I…I don't know. They do look similar." Sango said helping the other woman pick the fruit.

OoO

Miroku looked as everyone left. He knew what Kagome had done, sending everyone away. Though he wished she had not made Sango go…but she had looked at him with a look on her face which made his heart twist painfully…but now, though, he had other things on his hands, or rather on his arms to worry about.

He looked down noting the boy was calm now, and just as fast as the kid had latched himself he cut the hug.

"S-sorry." The boy said sniffing pitifully.

Miroku only nodded, before walking towards a tree lying on the ground. He sat there, looking as the boy blinked and robbed his dirty arm against his face trying unsuccessfully to dry his face.

"Here…this will help more." Miroku said handing him some strange soft clothes he knew Kagome carried in her bag. Many times she had referred to it as tissues.

"T-tha-thanks." The boy sniffed, before passing the thing through his cheeks and blowing in it.

"So…I'm Miroku…what's your name?" He began lamely, but who knew what to tell a boy that just moments earlier had been rather distressed in one's arms?

The boy looked at him, his eyes red from all the crying and his nose puffy. His face a complete mess of dirt, some twigs in his hair where he clearly had tried to blend his smell with those of the forest, though that fact only made him look younger than what he was.

"Haruki." The boy whispered.

"Mind to tell me what you meant before?" Miroku asked gently.

"My mother wanted me to find you." The boy said quietly.

"I know that." Miroku said as he saw that Shippo and Inuyasha had returned, the later stopping the kitsune to speak or do anything but staying by his side. "But why?"

The boy looked at him, clearly not knowing how to answer that. He noticed Kagome and Sango arrive, the later looking at him with wonder in his eyes.

"Because…" The boy started, "Because you're my father."

And with that last phrase he saw as Sango dropped what she had been carrying before sprinting out towards the woods as he could do nothing but look in shock at the kid and try to decipher what to do next.