Dream Boy

Chapter 11: Just Friends

The two girls decided to walk to karaoke since it was still light out, and Kagome said she could get Inuyasha to pick them up if afterwards. And so they walked there, and when they got there guess who else were there? Ayame and Rin!

And so all for girls talked and laughed just like they were in high school again, only… without all the drama. But things did get a bit 'dramatic', just not really high-school-drama.

"Guess what?!" Ayame said excitedly.

"What?!" All three girls replied.

"I saw Koga yesterday!"

"Really?!" Rin asked.

"Yes!" the red-head replied. "And I gave him my number and he gave me his!"

"Did you talk?!" Kagome asked.

"Well sort of, I know that he's single, and he looks just as cute as before!"

"Well maybe you'll end up dating!" Rin exclaimed.

"Maybe…" Ayame replied.

"It's surprising that you've liked someone for so long!" Sango exclaimed.

"I know, but it just seems so… right! He's perfect for me!" Ayame exclaimed.

"Maybe you'll go out! And then get married! And then hook up and have little wolf cubs!" Rin squealed.

The other girls giggled a bit, and Ayame even blushed a little.

"So, anything new with Sesshomaru?" Ayame asked Rin.

"He's talked to me at least," Rin replied. Sesshomaru was a very independent man. He was lucky that Rin liked him so much, but he didn't really know it. He usually blocked out everyone, but Rin was determined to go deeper than just his cold exterior.

"Oh, come on!" Kagome exclaimed. "It's been three years and you still haven't gotten very far?!"

Rin shook her head. "Trust me, I've tried really hard, but Sesshomaru is hard to break. But I've made some progress. He's lucky that I like him, because otherwise he would end up alone!"

"He does seem to scare quite a few people…" Sango said.

"Although he is gorgeous," Kagome remarked. "What? I'm dating his brother, they look kind of alike…"

"So what's up with Miroku?" Ayame asked Sango. Kagome tried to stop her, but it was too late.

"Miroku?" Sango repeated as if it were a word unknown to her. "Absolutely nothing, if you must ask. If you ask me he was a fool for even becoming my best friend. I haven't heard from him in two months, and I'm not even sure he got a new phone since the incident with Koharu. But he's probably out with some other girl right now; at least that's my theory. I guess he just can't have friends who are girls, just girlfriends. And quite a few of them, too."

The other three girls stared at the angry brunette sitting in front of them, and then Rin spoke up.

"So he hasn't spoken to you in two months?!" she asked.

"I don't even know if he lives in the same apartment anymore."

"And he hasn't been to your house?" Ayame asked.

"Nope."

"Do you care?" Kagome asked.

Sango looked at her, surprised. "W-what…?"

"I said do you care," Kagome repeated. "Do you care that you aren't friends anymore?"

"I guess I'm… not sure. I mean being friends was fun, but, he wanted to be more than that I guess…"

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Well… I…"

"Any other karaoke singers for tonight?! Last call!" The guy running the karaoke thing announced.

"Let's sing something!" Rin exclaimed.

"Yeah, let's do it!" Ayame exclaimed.

"I'm in if you are…" Kagome said, smiling.

"Well I guess…" Sango added.

And so the four friends went up to the stage and ended up singing "Who Says" by Selena Gomez ((A/N: yeah, yeah, whatever… just keep reading!))

Afterwards they giggled and sat back down, wondering if anyone else would decide to sing something.

"What do I even do, Inuyasha?" Miroku asked.

"Keh, it doesn't matter what you do," Inuaysha replied. "As long as you show 'er how you feel."

The man thought for a moment, then sighed. "You're really no help, are you?"

"I just don't care much."

Miroku sighed again, and then walked over to the stage.

"Sango!" Kagome exclaimed, tapping her shoulder excitedly. "Look!"

"Huh?" Sango replied, turning towards the stage.

And what she saw was an embarrassed Miroku about to attempt to sing.

"Um…" Miroku said into the microphone. "Alright then, I guess I'll just sing…"

And so he sang "Just Friends" by Frickin A

"Here I go, driving by your house, might as well throw some rocks at your window, yeahhh

But you don't seem to care

Or maybe you're not there

Probably out with someone else tryin to keep it on the down low

Just so ya know

I'm not takin this so well

Since I've been alone I've learned how to…

Cuss you out in Japanese

Organized my DVDs played solitaire again

And I hear that you're doin fine

Smilin' all the time

You really rub it in

When you say you're over me

And you wanna be just friends…"

((A/N: Blah, blah, blah…))

By the end, Sango was half blushing and half smirking, which didn't actually look all that great but showed her emotions too well which she was attempting to hide.

Miroku stepped down from the stage, and Sango burst out laughing.

"Sango! What was that for…" Miroku said.

"Sorry Miroku," Sango replied. "But that was hilarious."

"Why?"

"Because… it just was!"

"So I haven't seen you for two months and you just laugh?!"

"Sorry…" Sango replied.

"It's alright… I missed you…"

"Then why the hell didn't you come over?!"

"Well I wasn't sure what to do once I got there."

"So you spent two months thinking of what to say?"

"That and I still don't have a phone."

"Why ever not?"

"I don't have much money you know, not enough to buy a new one anyways, and I didn't figure that I needed one really…"

"Well you do need one! But if you couldn't afford it that's fine…"

There was a bit of silence, and then…

"I'm sorry."

Miroku looked at the brunette, surprised. "For what?"

"Everything. And nothing. I'm sorry about everything that was nothing. I didn't make an effort to stay in contact with you, either…"

"That's ok. I wasn't sure you wanted to stay in contact with me."

"Well why wouldn't I?!"

"Do you remember the last time we spoke on the phone?"

Sango thought for a few seconds.

"Oh, right… But couldn't we still be friends?!"

Miroku smiled. "Of course."

Another silence, and then…

"Miroku?" Sango said, looking down.

"What?"

"Can we… can we redo our date?"

"Hmm alright…"

Sango glared at him. "Why do you sound so strange all of a sudden?"

"No reason," Miroku replied, smiling.

The brunette crossed her arms. "Miroku, your mind better not have wondered off into some unknown place…"

"And what do you mean by that?"

"You know perfectly well what I am trying to say."

"Fine, I do. But if we're going to redo our date, we're doing it right now!" Miroku exclaimed. Then he picked Sango up bridal style and began to exit the karaoke club.

"Miroku! Put me down!" Sango exclaimed.

"But I don't want to."

"Where are you taking me?!"

"To your house, where else?"

"Eh?! Miroku! What are you planning?!"

He smiled. "You'll see."

And so the two did what they did when they were best friends. Which they were. Except this time it actually counted as a date. But… not really.

And Sango stayed awake through the whole movie again, which was caused by overthinking, but she stayed awake anyways. And then she decided to try something, being the actress she was.

She pretended to be asleep near the end of the movie, and Miroku carried her up to her bed again like he did the first time. When he lied her down onto her bed, she whispered "Miroku…"

"What is it, Sango…?" Miroku asked.

"I… I think…" the brunette stuttered, pretending to talk in her sleep. Yes, it was kind of a risky move, but she needed to know something.

"You think what…?"

"I… I think I…"

"What?"

"I think I'm… In love…"

Miroku stared at her face for a few seconds. The girl that he loved had just mentioned in her sleep that she was in love. But… with him?

"S-Sango…" he stuttered.

"With you," Sango added, just to be sure.

"Do you really mean that? Or is it just another dream…?"

The brunette thought for a moment, trying to come up with something. "I really meant it."

'What do I do?!' Miroku asked himself. What was he supposed to do in the situation anyways?! Here he was, standing in her room, and even he couldn't decide what to do! And last time this happened he was awakened to being thrown across the room.

"Um, Sango, I have to go…"

"But… why..?"

"I don't want to get thrown across the room again, remember?"

"But… stay…"

Just then there was a crack of thunder outside, and the brunette squealed and threw her arms around Miroku's neck, startled.

"Huh? Sango…?" Miroku asked.

Sango blushed and let go. "Whoops… I think I blew my cover…" She smiled though.

Miroku laughed a bit. "Right…" 'Wait, she was faking?' he thought. 'Damnit! Well at least I didn't say anything stupid…'

Sango smirked. "Well I guess I can't call you a pervert tonight, since you didn't do a thing. And I won't be able to throw you across the room tomorrow, which is a shame, because that was fun."

"Well if it was that fun for you I wouldn't mind getting thrown across the room again," Miroku said with a smirk.

"You pervert! I meant throwing you across the room was fun, not…"

"And I didn't say staying in bed with you was fun. I didn't say a thing."

"You're still a pervert."

"What did I ever do to you?"

"Well nothing really, but how should I know what you're thinking?!"

"You don't, so why should you call me a pervert?"

"Well because I can tell you're thinking something perverted!"

"How?"

"By your facial expressions!"

"What are you, some kind of spy?"

"Somewhat, but not necessarily. I can just tell certain things based on your appearance. Like that I can tell you're thinking something perverted by what your face is telling me."

"Well then I guess I should just leave since you'll probably end up killing me if you can read every thought…"

"What?! Miroku! You better not be thinking so many perverted thoughts!"

"I thought you could tell."

"Well now I can tell that you're just trying to annoy me."

"Alright, you got me."

"Ok…"

"I should go home now…"

"Oh, alright… But you don't have a phone, so how are we supposed to keep in touch? You don't know when I'll be home or not…"

"Well I have to go home sometime."

"I know… But you could stay in the other bedroom like you were going to do that other time."

"I suppose… It would be a pain to walk home this late…"

"Well then… ok."

((A/N: I was going to end the story here but the chapter is too long already. On that note I'll be writing the rest tomorrow or something. The lyrics to Just Friends were copied from memory and I don't own either songs mentioned in this chapter. Good luck to MirSan… Gosh this hard to write… Pervert…))

((A/N I WROTE THIS CHAPTER LIKE A LONG TIME AGO BUT I NEVER ACTUALLY UPDATED IT CRAP SORRY I had the sudden urge to write MirSan today soooo... I'll write the next chapter now...))