Recall: "Stay away from Sango."The whole time she's been with Miroku, she never, ever saw him angrier. Even though this was not the most perfect situation, she was actually getting turned on by how aggressive, and possessive he was. After his statement, Miroku took Sango back in side. Sango turned around to see Onigumo mouth 'Hard and long.'She turned her head in disgust, very happy she was with her hero.

Chapter 14: Alone With Sango

For Sango the car ride was way too long. Gave her enough time to think about what had just happened to her and her friends. Which was somewhat scary because she heard of women sometimes get kidnapped for slaves, but for it to happen to her and her friends at the same time on the same night, was just a little too freaky. Being harassed by deadly gangsters in the same week, there's something wrong with that.

Then the guys wanted to talk in the parking lot which was alot longer then she thought. The thought of how sexy Miroku looked when he looked mad was getting her hot and bothered again. To the point were she wants to hold Miroku in her arms and never let go. There were a couple times when she was just turned on by the bad boy types and there were sometimes she was turned on by the sweet heart types. Clashed into one, Miroku fit the bill.

Miroku however, hated himself right now. He thought it was entirely his fault for this ever happening to the woman that he loves. It was more than obvious and all of the other gang members knew it by now. And if they didn't know it, then they are slow or they have some idea of it. But, he thought if he was there to look after Sango than that son of a bitch Onigumo wouldn't have tried to take advantage of her. Sure Miroku was tough but to know that his woman got hurt because he didn't protect her made him very upset and sad.

It was about a half hour until Miroku and Sango went into their room. Once in the room, Miroku took Sango in his arms and kissed her on the lips, softly. Sango gasped at this, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. She couldn't help but be drawn to his lips. Like some type of magnet that she can't get away from. And she doesn't want to get away either. Before she could react, Miroku pulled away and fell to his knees, wrapping his arms around her waist and relaxing his head against her stomach. His grip was tight on her. He thought if he let go, he'd loose her forever. He'd be devastated if that were to happen.

"I'm sorry, Sango." Miroku whispered. Sango looked down at him confused.

"W-what?" She asked.

"I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry my love."

"But, why are you sorry?" She could feel his arms around her tighten.

"I should have watched over you. I should have known that son of a bitch was there." He stood up and placed a hand on the back of her neck. "But now he has already hurt you." He kissed the side of her neck, which tickled her a little. "And for that I am sorry." He made butterfly kisses along her collar bone which was making Sango smile with content. Miroku noticed this, so he continued. He kissed up to her jaw and back on her lips. Sango slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, as if asking him to keep going and to never stop. In response he wrapped his arms around her waist and continued. Later on, Miroku broke the kiss, and looked into Sango's eyes. Miroku really did look sad.

"Please forgive my Sango." He whispered to her. "Don't hate me as much as I think you do." Sango shook her head.

"Oh no no no. It's not your fault Miroku. You really didn't know. You have nothing to be sorry for." Sango said, trying her best to make him feel better.

"No my love, it was my fault. I love you so much, and I almost lost you forever." Sango blushed at how he said he loved her. It sounded so poetic. Whether she confessed it or not, she really was in love with Miroku.

"Maybe you should just relax now honey." Sango said. "I think it's been more of a rough day for you then it has me." He nodded. Wait, did she just call me honey???Miroku asked himself. I knew she wanted me. She can't resist.

"Yeah, you might be right. I'm gonna take a shower now. You can join me if you want though."

SLAP

"Pervert." Sango mumbled.

"But my love, soon we shall have children together, why not get started now???"

SLAP POW!!!

"Why must you ruin almost every moment that we have???"

"I don't know what you mean Sango dear." Miroku said as if he was shocked.

"Don't Sango dear me Miroku. You know exactly what I mean. That look of innocence does not work with me so don't use it." Great now I sound like we've been married for years and I know all of his tricks and stuff. She thought rolling her eyes.

"But I love you so much." He wrapped his arms around her possessively.

"Miroku stop that."

"I know that you like when I act tough around you Sango." Sango gasped. Busted!!! She thought.

"W-what are you talking about?" She asked, trying to play it off, but sadly for her, Miroku wasn't buying it.

"It's quite obviously actually. When I saved you from that bastard Onigumo, you were slightly smiling at how protective I was. And you were clinging onto my arm very tightly. Not that I was complaining or anything but...I think you understand what I'm saying, am I right???" Sango glared at him.

"I don't like you anymore." She said sticking her tongue out at him in a playful way. But to Miroku, it looked more sexual. He grinned as he thought about all types of ways he can use that tongue of hers in different situations, if you get what I mean.

"I'm sure you don't." He chuckled softly. He leaned down and kissed her softly kissed her on the lips. "You might not like me but you know you can't resist me. No matter how hard you try." Sango blushed furiously.

"Now, that is a lie."

"It's not a lie and you know it. I've proved it a number of times, fool kid yourself into thinking this???" Miroku asked. Sango said nothing in response. "It doesn't matter. All will reveal itself soon." And with that, he kissed her lips and went into the bathroom.

Once gone, Sango touched her lips. She still had the feeling of Miroku's lips upon hers. It was the most wonderful feeling she had ever experienced in her life. His lips felt so soft, and so moist. Every time he touched her, there was like a sudden spark. Something that she hoped for when she found the right one.

The right...one??? She thought.It can't be Miroku. He can't be the one and only for me. Sure he's very cute, and i lovethe way he touches me, but he still is a gangsta. He still kills, sales drugs, steals, loves me, feels good, worries about me, cares for.... NO NO STOP THAT NOW!!!! God, all of this is giving me a damn headache. Why does this have to happen to me??? And now he's in the shower. I bet he looks tasty with all that water running down his... ENOUGH!!!! I'm getting tired of this. First he acts like a pervert, and I hate him for that, then he cares and says he loves me. I really don't know if I love him or not, but I'm real close to it. Or something like that. I'm not sure though.Thinking about all of these thoughts about Miroku, made her tired. So she drifted off to sleep.

Miroku was in the bathroom, Taking his clothes off while thinking of Sango. Her long black hair, her beautiful brown eyes that glitten, her moist lips that are so red, her body when she's under him...Woah woah time out. He thought. This is too weird. Yes I know that I love her, but I shouldn't just use her for my own pleasures. Maybe some of my pleasures but not all of them. I gotta still convince her that I am definitely in love with her. Maybe while I'm doing it, she will fall in love with me. As he was thinking this he slowly took off his pants to reveal...well take a guess. Dammit... he thought. I gotta take a long cold shower to take care of this. A very long shower. Sango....what do you do to me???

An hour passed then Sango woke up. She looked at the clock thinkng, Well, I wasn't asleep for very long. As soon as she finished her thought, the bathroom door opened, to reveal Miroku dried, well toned chest, wearing only pj pants. Oh my God, does he know what he's doing???Sango thought particularly drooling. Miroku looked up and saw Sango and smiled.

"So, you like what you see my love." He asked, walking up to her.

"Yes...I mean no! I mean...why do you only have pants on??" She finally asked, backing away from him.

"Because I want to wear a pants. Its rather hot. Is this a problem for you??"

"Well yes, because...um.. shouldn't you be wearing something a little more decent when you're around me??"

"What I'm wearing is my business." He said finally getting close to her. "Just like what you wear is your business." He eyed her shirt very hungrily as he placed his hands on her hips. "Personally, I'd enjoy it way more if you didn't have anything on." His hands went from her hips and slowly went up to her shoulders. "You are so beautifully made." Sango blushed at this statement.

Sure she was called beautiful, and others that relate to the word, but the way Miroku said it was like time stood still, and it was just the two of them. That nothing else matter more in the world than for him to hold her in his arms for ever. So he would make all of her bad dreams go away. For him to whisper that her loved her and nothing in the world would change how he felt about her. She closed her eyes as she felt his soft lips press against hers in a passionate kiss.

It was the greatest thing she ever felt in a long time. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down on the bed. He broke the kiss and went to her neck and started biting and sucking on it. Causing her to moan loudly. Sango held onto him tightly as his hand went under her shirt and he began to hold and squeeze her breast.

All of a sudden, Sango pushed him off. She knew deep down inside her, she wanted to continue this with him but simply couldn't. Miroku gave her a confused look. He didn't know why she acted this way towards him, but he was going to find out.

"What's that matter Sango," He asked still holding her.

"I don't know what you mean Miroku. I just wanted to stop." For some reason, Sango couldn't stop blushing. Miroku smiled, which made her heart flutter.

"Sango, I know you long enough to know that you care a great deal about me." Sango stared at him for a while, then looked away from embarrassment. But her took hold of her chin and made her look in his eyes. "Am I lying?" He asked.

"I....I....well..." Sango couldn't find her voice. Miroku chuckled, because he knew he caught her.

"You know, the tough side of you is very strong, and brave. I see that you don't care what people do or say to you, you always get the last word." She nodded in agreement. "But, I also see a feminine side in you." Sango gasped. She was always know for being tough, and strong. And hear he is saying that she is feminine.

"And how is that?" She asked.

"It's simple really. You are very soft and sensational when you express your love to me." Sango was more the appalled.

SLAP

"How dare you say something like that to me!!! I never been so insulted in my life." Miroku looked at her body, up and down. Then he did something she didn't expect at all. He kissed her very hard, jamming his tongue inside her mouth. Even though she was surprised, Sango still tried to push him off. Which didn't work because one of his arms was around her wasit, not to mention she was drowned by lust. Then he placed his spare hard between her legs and started to stroke through her clothing's. Sango squeaked, still trying to push him off. She was feeling weaker and weaker by the minute. It just felt so good, but wrong. Suddenly Miroku stopped. She whimpered in want, and need. Miroku smiled.

"Now I insulted you." He said, as she gaped.

"Miroku, why would you do this to me?" Miroku stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.

"You forget Sango, I am a gang member." Sango looked down with sad eyes.

"Oh,"

"Look at me love." She looked at him, this time, it looked like she was about to cry. Miroku gently rubbed both of her eyes this his thumb. Then kissed them.

"You also forget that no matter what, I love you. And I'll always love you no matter what happens." Sango smiled.

"Miroku, y-you don't know how much that means to me." She wrapped her arms around him tightly.

"Sango?"

"Yes??"

"I have a question to ask you." Sango looked at him confused.

"Ok??? What is it???"

"Well, first off, do you love me?" She let him go, trying to cover the blush across her face.

"Um....well..."

"Do you??"

"I...yes. I think I do." Miroku smiled.

"Then, if we ever get out of this mess, you don't have to answer now just-" Sango stopped him withi her index finger.

"Miroku, what is it, just tell me."

"After all of this...would you live with me?" Her eyes widened. "And be the mother of all of my children." Tears swelled up as she cried against his shoulder.

"Y-yes."

"Really??? Are you really agreeing???"

"Yes, I am." Miroku, picked her up and twirlled her around.

"Sango my love, you made me so happy."

"I'm happy too." He kissed her and laid her down on the bed.

"I love you Sango."

"I love you too Miroku." They laid in each others arms, until they finally fell asleep.