A/N. I know. It's been forever.
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Sango eyed Miroku cautiously. Many thoughts entered her mind as he tugged gently on her arm. "What do we need to talk about?"
"Just…come in my room. It's important." he said and guided her way down the hallway. He glanced down at her to make sure she was following. He cracked the door open, looked to make sure Inuyasha didn't follow them, and allowed her to enter first.
"What is this all about? I'm so confused." she said sitting down on the futon.
"It's about last night." he whispered. He placed a hand on her sincerely and sat down next to her. "I am truly sorry about my actions, I should have thought about you, but I did not." Sango merely stared at him, not giving an okay of forgiveness yet. She wanted to hear more. "I only thought of myself. I thought of what I want, and in doing this, I truly realized what I need."
"What's that?" Sango asked. She felt a huge knot forming in her stomach. Ideas of living forever with Miroku entered her mind and her mind entered an euphoria of some kind. He brought himself closer to Sango and caught her by the ear with his lips.
"You." he whispered gently. "These last few weeks have shown me that I am in love with you. I am certain there is no one that I would want to spend the rest of my life with except you."
Sango felt the air in her lungs catch and she struggled to breathe. So many emotions ran through her and she could not think of any other way to deal with them except to get up and run out of the door; she needed to be as far away from Miroku as she could get.
"Sango!" he exclaimed as he ran after her. It was a useless effort because she was already too far ahead of him. He sighed and sat himself outside of Kaede's hut. 'I think I spoiled it.'
'This can't be true. It can't be. He can't have feelings for me. I refuse to believe it.' she thought to herself as tears fell off her face. Sango continued to run until her legs couldn't take her any farther. She stopped in a clearing where there was nothing but a few trees. 'But, what if it's real? What if he really does love me? Then I won't be alone in this.'
Sango sat under an elm tree and contemplated her choices. She could continue to run away and never profess her love to Miroku, she could be so far gone away from him that it would not matter what happened. Or, she could go back to him, and tell him that she felt the exact same way that he did, and they could live happily.
As the ideas toggled through her mind, she only sat there and enveloped herself in tears. It was the only resolution at the moment. When she finally came up with her decision she stood up and turned in the direction of Kaede's hut. She hoped and prayed that it was correct.
Miroku sighed as he patiently waited for something. He heard something from the forest and looked up quickly. To his delight, he saw Sango, yet to his dismay he saw tears on her face. He walked up to her and embraced her in his arms before gently whispering, "It's okay."
Sango pulled away from the embrace and sat down on the front porch of Kaede's hut. She glanced into his eyes and whispered, "I love you too."
Miroku lifted her up from the ground and held her bridal style - it was somewhat appropriate considering where he planned on taking her to. He opened up Kaede's door and thankfully everyone had cleared out of the front room. He quietly made his way down the hallway and opened the door that they were both in just moments ago.
He gently placed Sango's slim body on the futon below them. She knew what he was planning in his mind, and she couldn't believe it herself what she was going to do.
"Do you want this Sango?" he asked softly. He noticed her apprehension and waited for her approval before he did something that she disapproved. He saw her barely nod her head, but he still wasn't conviced.
"Yes. I'm sure." she whispered to him.
Sango pulled the young monk close to her and kissed him on the lips. The kiss was filled with sincerity on Sango's half, but it was somewhat different on Miroku's. All he was thinking about was what was going to happen in the next five minutes.
Miroku pushed on the fabric of Sango's clothes and saw in her eyes that this truly was what she wanted. He felt a slight sense of guilt because he was using her to bare his children. He felt that this was the only way that she would understand that this is what he had been wanting for his whole life.
In a matter of minutes the two were stripped of all their clothing and only a thin sheet covered their bodies. All was quiet in the room except for their heavy breathing. Their lips touched over and over again, and there were no words spoken until everything was finished.
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"Hey Inu" Kagome whispered while stroking his ears softly.
"Yeah, what is it?" he asked.
"Have you heard from Sango and Miroku much today since we've been home? I'm kind of worried about them, I don't know where they're at."
"Ah, don't worry about it."
"Okay, if you insist."
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"Don't tell the others." Miroku whispered to her as he dressed himself. Sango gave him a look of confusion, but nodded her head anyways. "I don't want them to get the wrong impression. You see, they think I'm sleazy."
Sango chuckled. "I can't imagine why they think that." She sat upright in the futon and gave Miroku a quick peck on the lips.
"I love you." he said aloud. 'I hope I can keep this lie up for her sake.'
