-1Ok this is it people. This is part one of the two part ending. PLEASE REVIEW! I wrote this in a hurry however, so no flames. Please remember my age and do not criticize the whole birthing process in the next chappie, part two. Enjoy.

Month Nine; Part One

Miroku paced the outside of the hut nervously. He bit his bottom lip in frustration and anxiousness. Sweat was running down his neck. InuYasha stood against a tree, his arms folded over his chest. It was actually kind of funny, this whole situation. Sango had succeeded in hiding the thing, as surprising as it was. But now, how was she expecting to hide a live baby? She acted like Miroku was supposed to die before the nine months were up, and now, she seemed disappointed that he was still alive. Meanwhile Miroku was absolutely convinced that Sango was hiding something from him, and was determined to find out what that something was.

Analyzing things like this were so fun.

Inside, Kagome was trying to mentally prepare Sango for the birthing. She had been giving Sango oils to rub in…places, and had been almost overdosing her with vitamins.

"I want to make sure it comes out all right," Kagome assured, "this is going to help. Trust me."

"Alright," Sango said, her eyes drooping. She was beyond exhausted. She hadn't been sleeping well, for she had been up constantly, re-positioning her covers. She had to make sure that she wasn't revealed in the night. Having to be up before Miroku was also tiring, and she had to do so because he had wandering hands. God only knew what he'd try to do while she was sleeping, especially since he thought she was keeping a secret from him.

Which she was.

Her stomach growled noisily, causing her intestines to vibrate. She looked up at Kagome, holding out her hands greedily.

"Food. Now."

Kagome sweat dropped. She mentally reminded herself that her servitude was almost over. She stood without a word and left the hut, heading towards the village. Miroku watched her go. Well, if he wasn't going to get any info out of InuYasha, he was going to get it out of Kagome. He ran after her, a determined look etched on his face.

InuYasha watched them go, confusion in his eyes. He knew he couldn't leave Sango alone and defenseless, but he also worried about Kagome being alone with that pervert. InuYasha evaluated the situation more thoroughly, then decided that Miroku wouldn't do that because Kagome would tell him and then he could rip that bastard's head off with his own hands.

In the village, Kagome was busy collecting numerous items of food. She scowled. This was seriously making her poor. Sango should get off her fat ass and go buy her own food. Kagome pouted, then mentally slapped herself. Obviously Sango couldn't move. And she did need proper nutrition. She continued to purchase the food, and cracked a reluctant smile. She was such a good person.

Miroku ran up next to her, his hair scattered from it's ponytail. He was breathing heavily and he was sweating, as if he had been trying to catch up to her.

"What is it Miroku?" Kagome asked, holding up a head of cabbage.

Miroku caught his breath and stood before her with confidence.

"What are you and Sango and InuYasha hiding?"

Kagome ignored the question, and began inspecting the leaves of her greenery.

"Are you listening to me?" Miroku asked again, more serious.

Kagome continued to ignore him. This was bad.

"Kagome!" Miroku yelled, knocking the lettuce out of her hand. He grabbed her wrists and slammed her against the wall of the nearest building. Kagome was shocked by his actions. This was so un-Miroku like. Her face was pale and scared, but that didn't cease Miroku's rage.

"Tell me what's going on. Tell me now!" His face was only two inches from hers. His eyes had a fire lit behind him, a fire that frightened Kagome. She cringed and turned her head to the side to avoid his menacing gaze.

"I-I don't kn-know anything."

"Liar! I'm sick of this! I know you're all keeping something from me and I hate it! I know it involves Sango and me somehow! Please!" he begged. "Just tell me." His voice became softer, more sincere, at the end of his statement. Kagome looked back at him, his eyes now transformed. They were softened by his tears, and they twinkled in desperation. He looked so sad. Kagome felt her breath catch in her throat at the sight of those eyes. She wanted to tell him.

She opened her mouth slowly, hesitantly.

"Sango is p-"

"HELP!" a man screamed, cutting her off. "Help!"

Kagome took her chance to escape, tearing herself away from Miroku's grasp. She ran to the terrified man, and tried to calm him.

"What's the matter?"

"A-a man! There's a man! S-some kind of demon! A h-horrible, horrible man! He…H-he attacked my village, and he…he destroyed e-everything!" the man sobbed. "He k-kept screaming "InuYasha! Get me InuYasha and I shall stop this rampage!" He took my wife and c-children hostage! I'm the h-headman, so he figured I'd be the most reliable to retrieve this InuYasha a his p-party. Please! You must help me find him! My f-family is at stake!" He grabbed onto Kagome's sleeves and shook her in desperation. Kagome stared into his eyes. She had to help this man. She glanced back at Miroku, who nodded in response.

"We'll help you. Just give us a few minutes to get InuYasha."

The man nodded frantically. "Hurry!"

Kagome and Miroku retuned to Keade's hut. Kagome explained the situation to InuYasha as Miroku went inside.

"Kagome finally I'm soooo hungry!" Sango exclaimed, jumping from her covers. Realizing it was Miroku who walked through the door, she scrambled to re-cover herself.

"Sorry to disappoint you." Miroku kneeled down next to her and took her hands in his.

Sango stared at their hands, and blushed. She looked up at him, and he gazed at her with those deep, purple eyes.

"Sango I need to tell you something. My wind tunnel is a lot worse that I've been letting on."

Sango gasped. "What? How bad is that?"

Miroku let go of her hand, and outstretched his right palm to her. He flexed his fingers apart, revealing the small tear between his middle and ring fingers. Air wisped around it, sucking into the thin line. Sango stared at it in horror. Why hadn't he told her?!

"Miroku…" she whispered. She brushed her finger tips against his palm lightly, sending shivers through his body. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Tears were pooled in her eyes.

"Sango I'm sorry. I didn't want you to worry. I thought you hated me anyway."

"No! That's not true!"

Miroku glanced at her eyes, but it was too painful. He hated to see her cry.

"I have to accompany InuYasha and Kagome to another village to save them from Naraku's clutches. I'm afraid I may not come back from this one."

Sango's lips quivered.

"N-no! You can't die! I love you!" she cried.

Miroku took her face in his hands forcefully, pulling her head to his. He captured her lips in the most passionate, entrancing kiss he could manage. This could be the last time he got to hold those soft, red rose petals in his own lips. He felt sorrow well up inside him. Sango placed her hands to his chest and forced him away from her.

"No! Stop!" She grabbed his hands. "You don't understand!" She shook the covers from her body. Miroku looked at her curiously. She brought his hands down and placed them on her stomach lightly, keeping her gaze upon his face. It took him a moment, but his eyes widened in realization in only a few seconds. He gasped loudly, then tore her kimono opened to reveal her enlarged breasts and…and the most beautiful thing he ever saw.

He re-positioned his hands on her now bare belly, rubbing it slowly.

"Sango…" he breathed. "This is what you've been hiding?"

"Yes…"

"W-who's is it?" He asked, his voice quivering.

"Your's."

Miroku looked into her eyes, searching for lies. She put her hands over his, gazing up at him.

He racked his brain of the previous nights, trying to remember when he had done the deed. That's when it all flooded to him. The memory rushed into his brain, a tidal wave, knocking his old thoughts out. She was the woman he had slept with all those nights ago. He had never cheated on her! He stared down at the bump, and caressed it again.

"M-my…my baby is in here."

Sango nodded.

The baby kicked under their touch. They both smiled down at it, but then returned their gazes upon each other. A tense sense of seriousness filled the air until Miroku broke the silence.

"Then why didn't you tell me sooner?!" Miroku yelled, feeling angry all of a sudden. He had a right to have known! It was his baby after all! This wasn't the type of thing to keep secret!

"I-I'm sorry M-Miroku," Sango stuttered, fear in her voice. She knew this was going to happen. "I d-didn't want to burden you with a-anymore troubles than you already had. I wanted you to focus on defeating N-Naraku instead of tending to my every need."

"Don't you understand Sango?! This would have given me more motivation to defeat Naraku sooner! Why wouldn't I want to live with you and our baby?!"

Sango turned her head away from him, shamed.

"I figured you'd say it was an accident and that you'd want nothing to do with it."

Miroku grabbed her jaw with his hands and turned her to face him.

"No! That's not true! Sango I love you!"

Sango stared downward at his hand.

"How can you say that after all this time?! You've been flirting with other women and you paid no head to me! You didn't try to stop me when Kurenosuke tried to court me! You didn't care at all! How can I believe you when you say this?!" she screeched, tears running down her face.

"I've loved you all along! Ever since the moment I met you-"

"Don't pull that shit with me!"

"Would you just listen?!" Miroku shouted, getting agitated. "I tried to push you away because I knew I was going to die! I didn't want you to fall in love with me, because when I die, I'm going to leave you! I was only trying to protect you Sango! I love you more than anything in the entire world!"

Sango stared at him, then sobbed loudly.

"Miroku…"

He pulled her into a romantic hug, squeezing her in his arms. Her belly pressed against his, forcing her away a little, but the didn't care. He nuzzled her neck with his nose, inhaling her sweet scent. She cried into his shoulder and he could feel the moisture through his cloak. She wrapped her arms around his torso as far as they could go, and buried her face in his chest. She felt so warm and comfortable in his arms. She wanted to stay like that forever.

Miroku pulled away.

"I'll be right back. I promise."

Sango's eyes widened in fear.

"No!" She screamed, grabbing onto his kimono sleeve. "I won't let you go."

"Sango I have to. I promise I won't use the wind tunnel-"

"No!"

"You're being ridiculous!"

"No you are! You have a baby here! You can't die! You can't leave me here all alone with this…this thing!" She sobbed. "I'm scared. I don't know how to take care of a child…"

Miroku bent down and kissed her belly lightly, receiving a kick from the baby in response.

"A promise is a promise Sango. I will come back. Have a little faith in me, would ya?"

Sango couldn't stop the tears. She felt so emotional all of a sudden.

"F-fine…just don't break you promise."

Miroku kissed her again, then left the hut.

Sango watched him go, anxiousness building inside her.

The baby was kicking like crazy, and it was making her uneasy. She rubbed her hands against her belly, massaging it slightly.

"Shh…"she cooed. "He'll be back."

She looked at the door where he left.

"He promised."

Moo ha ha!!! Evily cliffy of DOOM!!!!!!!!!