We dove instantly into battle, heading straight in the direction of the snarling dog demon.

I looked down at the terrified travelers on the snowy mountain path. Their screams radiated through me as women and children huddled together.

I turned toward the beast that was now glaring us down furiously. It's fangs as thick as tree trunks, gleamed with saliva. I felt my stomach twist nervously.

Miroku's hand pressed into my abdomen as if sensing my unrest.

A loud roar escaped the demon's mouth, that shook the mountain around us. I saw Inuyasha sprinting up the side of the mountain, his tetsusaiga gleaming brightly. I frowned, glancing down at Kagome as she screamed at the travelers, trying to guide them to safety. I flexed my arm over my head, spinning the hiraikutsu as hard as I could.

With a low, not very feminine grunt, I realeased hiraikutsu, watching it spin toward the demon's head. The edge clipped against it's brow bone, cutting a long gash through it's flesh. Blood spurted from the wound, over it's dark green eyes as a loud growl crawled up it's throat.

I reached out, clenching hiraikutsu as Inuyasha leaped in front of us.

"Kirara"! I yelled as the demon cat rebounded off the rocks.

We appeared instantly on the opposite side of the beast as Miroku released several sutras from his hand.

I watched the demon curl back in agony, it's jaws snapping wildly toward us. "Kirara"! I yelled again as we narrowly avoided it's large fang.

I flung hiraikutsu again, this time having to perch precariously on Kirara's shoulder blades to do so. I watched as the beast's eyes snapped toward me, it's large claw flying toward us.

"Sango"! I heard Miroku cry as a long silver claw caught me around the waist sending me tumbling backward.

The wind hissed in my ears as I turned over, staring at the approaching snow covered cliff side. I jumped as a firm arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me backward. I whirled around to the owner of my arm as I screamed loudly. "Miroku"!? I shrieked as we fell quickly through the air connecting hard with the ground.

Our bodies thudded into the ground, crumpling into a cloud of white snow.

I gasped loudly, feeling warm wetness dripping down my neck. Dark fog began gathering around my vision as my lungs clenched. My eyes fluttered closed, my head falling back against Miroku's chest as I fell into unconsciousness.

In the distance I could hear screams and crashes. I fought to keep myself alive as my mind went completely black. Behind my eye lids I stared at Miroku's wind swept face as we fell together toward our deaths. In his eyes was a mixture of emotions. Fear, anxiety, and something else. Something I didn't recognize. As I thought as to what that could be, I began to feel a twinge of pain in my chest.

My heart began thundering in my ears as something cool and wet pressed against my cheek.

The darkness of my vision began to fade as a handsome dark haired angel strolled toward me. I stared up at a handsome angel's face, his violet eyes peering down at me, full of concern. His perfect features were twisted in pain, his velvet voice echoing from his perfect lips. His broad, strong hands clenched my cheeks as he leaned forward. His lips were within inches of mine, as his warm breath spread over my face. "Sango". He whispered, a smile cracking his perfectly pained, expression. "Wake up". He muttered softly.

My eyes fluttered open, staring blankly upward. I began to feel something pooling in my mouth and quickly expelled the foul liquid.

As my vision began to clear, I stared up into Miroku's bright eyes. A smile spread across his lips as he spoke my name. "Sango". He whispered in his heavenly voice.

I looked sideways to his hand clenched around my cheek. "Miroku"? I said, eyebrows furrowing as I looked up at him.

His eyes squeezed together as he winced gingerly. My heart immediately snapped into it's quickened pace as I stared at his pain stricken face. "What's wrong"?! I cried, throwing myself into a sitting position despite my mind's protest. I followed his eyes to the object causing him pain. My hands shot over my mouth as I stared at Miroku's crumpled and broken forearm. "Miroku!" I shrieked as he shook his head.

"It'll be fine, are you hurt"? He said with a grimace as his eyes turned back to me.

"I'm fine but your arm"! I screamed feeling tears welling in my eyes. "YOU IDIOT!" I snapped, the entirety of the situation forming in my mind. "Why would you do that"?!

He only smirked in response, hardly an action I think was appropriate for this situation.

"Miroku"! I yelled, his smirk never vanishing as he looked at me.

"I had to make sure you were okay. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you". He muttered sheepishly as I shook my head.

My hands snapped out in a flash, clenching his cheeks firmly. I ignored the tingling sensation in my hands brought on by the contact of our skin. "You idiot! If you ever do that again I'll kill you"! I hissed as my eyes began flooding with tears.

He nodded slowly, his face leaning forward as my heart stopped. I watched his lips slowly approaching mine, and I felt my chest clench. His head fell heavily against my shoulder, his lips brushing against my neck as I jumped.

"Miroku"! I cried in panic as my arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"Don't worry Sango." He whispered, eyes shut tightly as his lips pursed. "I am not dead, just a little sore". He muttered into my neck as I nodded.

Squeezing my arms around his neck, I held him closely to me. "You idiot". I whispered into his wet hair as I listened to his soft breathing.