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Well, this is going well, don't you think?
Chapter Three: The Dance
From forty miles away you could hear the girls squeal. "OMIGAWD!" The boys shifted as girls flocked toward them, their sisters not doing much to help them get away from the mob of the females. "He is sooo cute, Kagome!" this and "Can I take him home, Sango?" that. Souta and Kohaku sighed.
"This is what we get for being uber cute, Kohaku." Souta told his best friend, who nodded sadly.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Whatever!" she said, holding Inuyasha's arm in a girly fashion. They were so cute together, Sango thought, smiling. Inuyasha in a dog outfit and Kagome a cat. They looked like a normal teenage couple.
Souta and Kohaku were dressed in little tuxes, with sunglasses, and a little Rin on their arms. Rin was in a cute kimono, looking as cute as ever, smiling at her two best friends. (A/N I have Rin at the same age as Kohaku and Souta, cause its cute later!) Sesshoumaru looked down at his sister with a face of concern. Kikyo smiled and kissed his cheek to distract him. Rin would be fine with the boys . . .Hopefully.
And Sango was a fairy. Beautiful and glittering. Wings and all.
Kagome swung her tail and nodded to the side. "Souta, take those two and go get high with sugar. We have a date." Inuyasha scratched his ear, looking the part he was dressed to be. "I want out," he mumbled.
Sango giggled. "Kagome, I'm going to go get a drink. You go dance. I'll meet you all at the table."
"Alright." The two couples walked off, Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha both complaining about their outfits. For Sesshoumaru-sama was a big, fluffy . . .Bunny. Kikyo had a carrot on a stick that she teased him with. Poor boys.
She was still chuckling when she reached the drinks, but the giggles came anew when she saw Miroku . . .Dressed as monk. She held them in for two seconds before he turned around with a very red handprint on his cheek.
He smiled and shrugged. "Hello," he said, smiling. "Like my costume?"
"I thought it didn't fit, but now . . ." she broke and laughed. "It fits you perfectly."
Miroku shrugged and offered her a drink. "Want to dance after this song?"
"Why not now?"
"I think this song sucks."
It made her laugh again, and she nodded. "I think I can handle one song with you." She pointed to him. "No hand action, got me?" He smiled and nodded. "Good."
Miroku watched his childhood friend with a smile as she walked with him back to their table. She had grown well in the last ten years. He remembered the first time he had seen her, as a little kid, sitting in a sandbox with Kagome and her now boyfriend Inuyasha. Sango had been alone. He had been playing with Kagome and Inuyasha when Sango had come to play as well. Her parents had been walking together for a moment to talk about something. Sango had been digging in the sand when Miroku had decided their game needed another person. He had crawled over to her, smiled, and offered her a hand.
At first, she had just stared at him, looking at him as if he were an evil person. But then, her mother had laughed and hugged her father. She watched them for a moment before taking the stranger's hand. They had all become fast friends. They had discovered they went to the same school, and she and Kagome even had class together.
A few months later, Sango came running up to them at school, a large smile on her face and told them her mother had a baby. Her brother, Kohaku, had been born the night before. Miroku smiled at the memory of his first look at Sango's little brother. He had been so cute. Pink and bald, but cute. Inuyasha had looked ill at the sight of the little ball of blankets, but Kagome shook her head and pointed to the face and little arms and Inuyasha then realized there was a baby inside the blanket.
Kagome's brother had been born a month before, so she knew what Sango would feel, and did feel.
They sat beside each other, Miroku pulling out a chair for her. She smiled at him as a sat, making him smile, as well. He had never told her, but the smile he saw from her was so different from that of which she gave others. Miroku feared by telling her, the smile would stop and he would be left with that friendly smile he had always thought so sweet but never enough.
Then again, he had never told her his feelings, either, but that was how life was.
"You look beautiful." He picked at the wings, smiling and making her blush.
"Thanks."
Sango tapped the table along with the song, watching Kagome and Inuyasha laugh at themselves when they almost tripped on their tails for the twentieth time. Miroku had been right, the song sucked. Whoever played it should have been shot for even thinking it would be good.
Twice boys around Kohaku's age had run up to her and offered her a piece of candy and as they ran off, she noticed their red cheeks. After the third, Miroku laughed. Sango glared at him. "What? You think boys giving gifts to girls they like is stupid?"
"No, but you seemed so clueless when I gave candy to you." Almost instantly, he frowned and took a deep sip to hide his own red cheeks, this time not paint.
Sango's brows lifted. "Really?"
Miroku stood and offered a hand. "The song is over. This one sounds good." She smiled and took his hand. How cute he was when he blushed, she thought, shocking her. No, he was just a friend. Just a really old friend . . .
Then again, he felt the same. Could they become . . .No. I have more important things to do than date. And Miroku had better things to do than date her.
The song was slow, calm, and soothing to Sango's ruffled nerves. The only thing that kept her back stiff was the fact Miroku held her close for the dance. She could smell him, quite clearly, too. He wasn't wearing any cologne, thankfully. He smelled fine alone. She wanted to laugh at the thought of her being in love with anyone, and this ex-pervert? She chuckled, making him look down into her eyes. When they met, both of them paused in their dancing. Miroku cleared his throat and started to move with her again. "Something wrong?" He asked, looking around the gym, where the dance was being held.
Sango shook her head and put her head against his shoulder. "No," she said softly. "Nothing at all."
The invitation was for midnight. So until then, she would dance with her prince as long as she wanted to.
Across the room, Kagome giggled as she and Inuyasha danced and watched their best friends dance. "What?" Inuyasha asked, holding her tightly when he noticed two young boys looking at Kagome's tail.
"They like each other."
"Duh," said the boy who hadn't told the girl he liked about his feelings until after she had another boyfriend.
Kagome smiled and kissed her boyfriend softly. "Thank you for dressing up like a fool for me."
He kissed her back. "I'll only do it one more time."
"When?" she asked jokingly.
"When we say 'I do'." Kagome looked at him with eyes wide, then, slowly smiled and held onto him tightly.
"I love you," was all he whispered as they continued watching another romance bloom.
"Ah!" Shippo ran through the gym, holding a piece of candy in one hand and a cup in the other. Kohaku and Souta ran after him, laughing and trying to catch him before the candy could disappear into the boy's mouth.
"Give it back, you!" Souta shouted as he laughed. "I won't hurt you."
"I will!" Kohaku joked.
Shippo paused, turned and stuck his tongue out. "No. You stole it first, I stole it back!"
Miroku sighed and turned his head to look at his brother. "Shippo, I swear, if you don't stop stealing, I'm gonna tell mom about that cookie jar you emptied." Shippo stopped before he ran off again. His eyes got big and watery, with his little puppy-dog face, most would have let him get away with murder, but Miroku was his brother. He knew the look too well. "Don't even try it."
Shippo pouted and handed his friends three pieces each. "Fine."
Rin ran up to everyone and smiled. "We aren't done are we, boys?" With that, all four ran toward the candy and began to terrorize the locals, so to speak. Sango and Kagome smiled as they drank they sodas. Miroku and Inuyasha rolled their eyes.
A clock across the room rang to announce eleven o'clock. Sango sighed and looked at Kagome. "Can I skip out now?"
"Nope. One more hour and you can go outside to meet this stalker." They all laughed and Sango shook her head. "No, really. This guy could be really cute. Or, really scary. It's all chance! Go with it."
"Fine, but only this once. I won't do it again. Now, if you don't mind, I have to use the ladies room."
The two waited until she was out of sight until turning to Miroku and jumped. "How will you get out of here? She'll know before hand if you leave ten minutes before. If she doesn't already." Inuyasha looked crazy.
Kagome nodded. "Yeah, she'll be onto you and might not go."
Miroku looked at them both. "Go where?"
"To the gate!" They both yelled.
"The gate . . .?" It took a moment for it to click. "Wait, you think I wrote that note?"
"Didn't you?" Kagome asked.
He shook his head.
"Then who . . ."
Sango giggled as she stumbled up to the table. "Look at what one of the boys gave me." She dumped a huge load of candy on the table and picked out a piece, popping it into her mouth. "Being second sexiest is pretty good." When the look on her friend's faces changed, Sango lifted a brow. "What?"
Kagome leaned forward. "I've been thinking. Why don't you skip out after all? This could be a real freak. Maybe you can come stay at my house and Kohaku can come, too. A sleep over!" She yelled, throwing up a hand.
Sango leaned toward Miroku and hid her mouth with a hand. "Has she been drinking?"
Miroku shrugged and took her arm. "Why don't we dance?" He offered, taking her away anyway.
They began dancing, again to a slow song, and left Kagome biting her nails. Miroku held her closer than the first time, putting his face in her hair. "Kagome doesn't want you to met someone who will try to attack you, that's all."
His voice whispered in her ear, his breath against her throat. It moved her, made her thoughts spin. What was he talking about? Oh, right. The 'stalker'.
"Give it up," she said, tugging on his hair with two fingers. "I know it's you, already. Houshi." She laughed and held herself close to him. He was so nice to be with. So nice be near.
"It's not me." The words made her pause. What? Who the hell would it be then? She smiled and shook her head.
"You're words are not heard now, Miroku." She kissed his cheek and stepped away. "I'll be outside, waiting for my prince."
As she walked away, Miroku tried t follow but, Shippo stopped him, dragging him off toward the table to talk to Kagome. He glanced at the clock. Damn! Ten minutes. Where had the time gone?
Sango sat on the front stairs, looking down at the jewel that had been inside the letter. She smiled. Miroku had to be the guy. Who else would like her that much? Everyone else just came up to her when they wanted to confess their love. Love hadn't told her until tonight. And that had been a slip.
No, it was Miroku. It had to be.
But, what if it wasn't? What if it really was another guy? Or a joke? What would she do? She had basically just told Miroku her love of him. He would see through that.
She felt tears when a slight breeze drifted a little letter next to her foot. It looked just like the invitation. Pink, gold and silver. She reached down and read the letter.
You fall too easily, Sango, my girl. Did you truly believe the second would outdo the first? I do wonder why I always win at this game. You were difficult for a time, but your friends help my cause without meaning to. How pitiful. How sad, Sango, that you fell for one while having the other. Now, I'll take him, and you'll be alone.
The tears were half of joy of it not being a stranger, but also of sadness. So Miroku hadn't been her love, eh? Well, that only meant she could leave without fear. Kohaku was going to sleep over with Souta and Rin anyway, why wait? She stood up to leave but fell to the ground, ambushed by the tears of pain . . .
And heartache.
Next chapter will be up VERY soon! Plus, I've got all week to write a long story. Was that shocking or what?
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