Do not own Inuyasha.
Peace
A man and woman sat on a hill, a large field of tall grass in front of them. Another woman, two children and a cat playing a game of chase ahead of them. The woman clearly seen, the tops of the children's hair poked out atop the shoots every so often. The occasional meow the only indication of the felines presents. A cool wind passed through, swaying the grass back and forth. With the defeat of Naraku their days were now spent collecting the last few fragments of the Shikon no tama.
"It is peaceful here." the man observed.
"Hm." the woman agreed.
"I find myself grateful for such an afternoon, especially sharing such with you." the man professed.
The woman turned her head to the right, looking into the man's eyes, trying to assess his sincerity. What she saw made her blush. The man began to wiggle his eyebrows slightly, causing the woman to giggle. He struck again when he reached over and took her right hand in his left, bringing it up to his mouth, planting a gentle kiss on her knuckles.
"Miroku." her blush deepened as she spoke.
"My lovely Sango." he said.
Their moment ending, as a man dressed in red dropped down next to them. A sigh escaped Miroku before releasing the lady's hand and turning to look at the newcomer. Red hoari and hakama greeted him first. A sword and scabbard rested on his left side. Silver hair and guarded gold eyes. The sight that drew his attention though was the ears, silver triangles atop his head. They swiveled here and there, as if he was hearing something or trying to.
"Where's the toad?" the red man asked.
"He took Ah-Un to graze." Miroku replied.
"They having fun?" red asked.
"They are, the children especially." the reply, a smile on Sango's face.
"And you my friend, did you enjoy your foray?" Miroku asked.
"It wasn't too bad." the red man answered.
There was a pause before the red man spoke again. "Get ready to leave."