Come Back to Bed
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"Houshi-sama?"
Miroku turned, peering over his shoulder through the darkness. "Sango. You're up?"
The taijiya made her way towards him, lowering herself to sit beside him on the grass. He looked at her quietly, taking in the disheveled state of her hair and the way sleepiness still clung to her every movement. In spite of all of that, she was still beautiful. "Yes. Why are you, still?"
A shrug rolled through his shoulders. "Sleep has always been light and fleeting for me, and tonight it just eludes me completely. I thought I might just come out here and meditate for a while."
"Did I interrupt?" Sango inquired softly, glancing at him shyly.
"No," he admitted. "I wasn't focusing very hard anyway. Though now, I suppose we should return soon. We wouldn't want our friends to wake up and find us both gone." Miroku gave her a cheeky grin. "They might draw the wrong conclusion."
She shook her head with a touch of exasperation. "I'll go back now. I just wondered where you had went, that's all. You have run off before."
"Keeping an eye on me?" he teased, and she gave him a small, elusive smile.
"Come back to bed soon, Houshi-sama."
She rose to her feet, dusted herself off and turned to make her way back to camp. He called after her, "Is that an invitation, Sango?"
"Hardly," she replied, unfazed, and continued walking.
Miroku smirked, his mind filling in the silence that followed her departure.
At least, not yet...
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Written January 2007