Disclaimer: Inuyasha isn't mine.
Genre: Humour
Characters: Sango, Miroku
"I'm telling you Miroku, if you don't start treating Sango better, you're going to lose her." Inuyasha said.
"Like you're one to talk!" Shippo exclaimed, "I'll never understand how you have one woman, let alone two!"
Miroku chuckled and shook his head. The hanyou and kitsune were now engaging in an all-out brawl. If they were listening, he would have explained that he had nothing to worry about because Sango was the most loyal woman on the planet. She understood that he had a weakness; he was only a man, after all.
As it turns out, Sango and Kagome had a weakness as well; they loved eavesdropping. And meddling.
The next day, they came across a pleasant looking village, somehow untouched by the effects of Naraku and the countless wars.
"Good sir!" Miroku called to the first person they met. "Who should we talk to about acquiring lodgings?" Sango and Kagome shared a look. The man was very handsome; jet-black hair tied back in a low ponytail, soulful brown eyes and a dazzling smile. His bared chest certainly didn't hurt either.
Pouting prettily, Sango sauntered to the man and lightly took his hands in hers.
"Would you consider fathering my children?"
Miroku's cheerful smile dropped off his face and crashed to the ground. Inuyasha's ears twitched at the sound of clinking beads.
"Shit! Miroku, NO!"
Sango paid no attention to the wrestling match taking place behind her. She was far too busy enjoying the crowd of shirtless men that had overheard her offer and gathered around, looking hopeful.
Ah, sweet revenge.