Allo, again, my dearies! I'm the author of this little gem. Now that I've called it that, no one will read it any more . . .Damn . . .
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it, never have, never will. I only own my nice little self. Too bad, I know. DON'T SUE!!!
Chapter 9: Dance in the Snow part 2
Sango and Miroku were laughing when Kagome and Inuyasha walked over, Sesshoumaru and Kikyo beside them. Kagome was smiling and Inuyasha merely shrugged as they worked their way to our nice little couple. "They're going to start the announcements in a few minutes!" Kagome squealed, jumping up and down in excitement. "Man, I hope you and Miroku win!"
Inuyasha twitched. "Why did you sign us up if you them to win?" he hissed, crossing his arms over his chest in his stubborn, boyish way. "Just like a woman."
"Shut it, you!" she yelled at her boyfriend, threatening him with her fist. "Sango! Did you know that half the volleyball team chose you over me? It's that hilarious?"
The two girls laughed. Miroku and Inuyasha looked at each other, and, without words, agreed that women were weird. Miroku chuckled and offered Sango, his date, his hand. "One last dance before we're put on show to the school?"
Sango smiled and took his hand, moving away from their friends. "I could dance one more time." She murmured. He pulled her against him, putting both hands on the small of her back as they danced away. "Oh! You meant with you? Well, I guess I could spare one more round."
Miroku held her closer, looking deep into her beautiful brown eyes as she giggled. "Yes, I did mean with me. Who else has been grabbing your ass all night?"
She shrugged, looking off toward a random boy standing in the corner with two friends. They each held computers and picture scanners. She pointed. "The short one. He done it. Twice!" She feigned tears and looked away sharply. "And his hands! They were so . . .cold!" Sango couldn't hold back laughing when he made a fist and looked toward the foursome.
"How dare they!" He made a moment that she guessed was him drawing a sword. "Wait here, my lady! I'll slay them for touching you." She grabbed his arm before he took off toward them and, as he spun back around, their lips met.
Sango felt her eyes widen. Oops, was all she could think. But his arms came back around her, one on her back, the other the back of her neck, pulling her in. And damn was he pulling her in. His lips were soft, smooth. Skilled. She almost sighed. Finally, she was his.
Miroku couldn't think as he pulled at her. Why was it that he hadn't kissed her before? He loved her since the forth grade! She was always on his mind now-a-days. What was a guy supposed to do when he ended up kissing the girl of his dreams? Literally! She was his dream. If only he had had time to do this on his own! But, finally, he was hers.
They parted after several moments, Sango leaning against him with a sigh. He couldn't speak, could barely move. Was it supposed to be this hard to move? He felt frozen in place, but his skin felt as if it were on fire. Amazing.
"All right! Everyone gather around! We are about to announce this year's Hottest Couple and the Hottest boy and girl!" The girl on the microphone made Sango jump.
"Well, hell." Miroku whispered. He looked up at the stage, their classmates, and then at Sango. "I doubt we'll win against Inuyasha and Kagome. How about we just finish that up outside?"
When he started to walk away, she noticed Koharu glaring at them. Or her. Which ever it was, Sango stopped dead in her tracks. "Like hell I'll miss this chance," she whispered, grabbed Miroku and kissed him yet again.
Her brain fried, overloaded and then just died as her lips locked with Miroku's. Damn, and here she was trying to make Koharu jealous. So far so good, though, she thought and continued to kiss her handsome . . .Date? Good enough.
"Here we go folks!"
Miroku took her hand and followed Sango's eyes. "Aw, and here I thought I was getting kissed for personal reasons."
"You were." Together, with his strong, sexy arm around her waist and her delicate hand on his ass, they walked to the stage to meet up with their pals. Kouga and Hojo stood with them, Kouga's new girlfriend, Ayame too. They all looked thrilled with the idea of worshipping someone other than Koharu for the rest of the school year. Kagome grabbed onto Sango's arm, not noticing the tension between her best friends.
"This year's Hottest couple," the teenager yelled into the microphone, opening an envelope. "Is . . ."
Drum roll!
Dramatic pause!
"Kagome and Inuyasha!"
Everyone cheered. Kagome looked a little shocked as she and Inuyasha were dragged onstage. Shock was an understatement. Sango knew the girl was about to have a heart attack. She took Kagome's arm and helped her onstage. "I should have told you. I had most of the school sports teams, student council and even some teachers vote for you two. Congratulations, babe!"
Kagome cried and smiled as she hugged Sango. "Man, you are evil!"
They both laughed when Inuyasha yelled from the crowd. "Help me, Kagome! They've taken me hostage!" Kagome picked her way through the crowd, grabbed onto Inuyasha and they were helped up.
Their 'speech', if you could call it that, was short and mostly just laughing from the two of them. Kagome thanked 'everyone' while looking straight out at her best friend. "And thank you, Sango. I owe you."
Oh, and my dept will be paid, Kagome thought, crackling in her head.
They stepped down and the same girl came up again. "Now for the Hottest Male of this year! Girls, get ready to faint!" She looked down, smiled and waved the paper like a fan. "Oh, it is hot. Miroku! Get you're hot male self up here and take this lovely award!"
He chuckled, shrugged and kissed Sango's cheek. "I better have you up there with me." Miroku smiled as he walked forward, passed thirty squealing girls and prayed their boyfriends wouldn't punch him.
"Now, the girl! Let us see here. Oh. Here we go."
Dramatic pause, take two . . .
Silence . . .
"Sango!" the girl yelled again. The room filled with claps, cheers, whistles and sighs. Sango blink as Kagome took her arms. "I got half the school to vote for you. The other half was already voting for ya!"
She laughed again, tears welled up and she shook her head. "Now who's evil?"
Miroku had an ear-to-ear grin as he lifted Sango onstage, kissed her, this time full on the lips, and they were crowned. "Second place to first." The girl beside them said, gesturing toward them. "Hottest Male and Female of the year!"
Sango and Miroku danced several more times before the Ball ended. Kagome, Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru and Kikyo were in the limo when the walked out. "You guys coming or what?"
Miroku shook his head. "Nah, we're walking."
"In this weather?" Kagome called, hugging Inuyasha for warmth.
"Yep," Sango hugged Miroku as well. "We'll be fine. Go on."
Inuyasha looked torn between grabbing them and leaving them. "All right. Suit yourself."
"Later!"
"Bye!" Kagome yelled, almost getting hit in the face with the door as Inuyasha closed it.
Miroku hooked his arm around her and they began to walk toward the park. "Pretty night," Sango smiled as she looked up at the stars. "Should snow tonight."
What should I do? She wondered, looking back down at her feet. Thank Buddha I wore my close-toed shoes, she thought, trying to keep her mind off the kiss . . .es . . .they'd shared. I'd have blue toes by now.
At that, she giggled. ((A/N Man, they giggle/laugh/smile too much!)) Miroku looked down at her. "What?"
She just shook her head. "Nothing."
What do I do? He wondered, holding his breath. Why is it, ever since we were little, I've gotten all weird around her? I never feel this way around Kagome, or Kikyo. Is it what I think it is? Am I . . .?
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure," Just don't ask that question. Not that question I've wanted to answer for so many nights.
"Why are we walking in the cold?"
I really don't know. I just didn't want to share this moment. Not with Inuyasha, not with Kagome, not with anyone. "Well, I wanted to do something that I think would be better done alone."
"Which is . . .?"
He cleared his throat. "Dance with me."
Sango looked around. They stood in the middle of the park they'd first met. Only feet from the sandbox. Suddenly, the sky opened, spilling a light sprinkle of snow. Sango smiled and put out a hand, trying to catch the little frozen drops in her palm.
Miroku took her hand and turned her around. The tail of her coat and her braided hair spun out. Without even a whisper of complaint, they started to dance, their feet making prints in the snow. It fell around them, covering anything and everything with its beautiful, pure white.
She didn't care what was coming or going. She didn't care that she would have to get up early for work. Didn't care that she had ended up laying her head in his shoulder. There were some things that she would never forget.
Most of those things had him in the background, him somewhere there. When she had met her friends, he was the reason. When she had gotten sick with a cold from a snow fight, he had been the one to throw the first snowball. When her parents had died, he had held her for hours. He had been with her, beside her, held her hand, as they had been buried.
He was the reason her life was so wonderful, even with all the pain. He had play with her future. He had showed kindness. He had given her a past she could look back at and smile.
The only memory she wanted now, was this.
After all, a girl should never forget her first love.
Miroku held her and thanked her. For all he was, this moment was one he would forever want to live over and over again. Her scent, her beauty, her skin. Everything was his for this very short moment, this flash in time.
He would forever remember his first love.
Damn, that was a good one. Finally, I'm starting to like my chapters again! Woo Hoo! ((Does a Jig)) Anywhosie, review and MERRY CHRISTMAS!! Everyone get good gifts! And give back to those you love and those you don't know!
