Only In Dreams
By: Never Enough
Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to the genius of Rumiko Takahashi.
Summary: Pure Sango/Miroku fluff because I think they're sweet.
Rating: PG
AN: Anything in '' '' is thoughts.
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Humming softly to herself, Sango looked down at her wrist. Wrapped around it was a strange little object with a stick that moved monotonously around in a circle. Three sticks actually, with the longest spinning rapidly and the shortest barely going at all and the one in the middle stuck between them. Kagome had called it a 'watch'. Seemed an appropriate name for such a device as could be used to tell time while on was on watch. Sango looked at it again, studying it carefully, and realized that speaking of watches her was almost up. With a grin she observed the long stick complete its cycle then stood and walked to the blanket-covered lump on the ground that called itself Miroku.
She stood above him, looking down and wondering how exactly to wake him up. Tapping him on the shoulder would probably suffice for any normal person, but, knowing how soundly he slept there was no way that would work. She could always get Kirara to tickle his foot, but that would mean waking the cat-demon and she wouldn't like that. It was cold enough that if she yanked away his blanket it would startle him awake but that would be mean and he was so cute when he was asleep. Startled, Sango stood straight. Where did THAT come from?
Mentally kicking herself, she looked at him once more, banishing all thoughts except the memories of his lecherous hand on her rear. That firmly set in her mind, she grinned deviously and grabbed the bottom corner of the blanket, ready to pull it off and let him freeze in the early morning air when he jerked. She dropped her hand and took a step back, not wanting to get caught. But he rolled over onto his other side and was still fast asleep so she took the blanket back in her hand. Once more ready to yank it aside, she stopped suddenly as he moved again.
"No . . . don't."
So the priest talks in his sleep? she mused to herself, This might be interesting. Or did he really know she was there and was just playing with her? The thought lingered in the back of her mind but she still stuck by and watched the sleeping Buddhist closely. He curled into a tight ball, his head ducked under but with one hand held defensively out in front of him. "I won't let you," he whispered, voice strained, "Get away from her."
That was interesting. The 'she' really pulled Sango in, she wanted to know who he was talking to, and more importantly who he was talking about . . . no, wait, why did she care? It was probably just some poor helpless girl the monk had used his usual line on. Still she stood by, knowing she shouldn't intrude on someone's dream but to drawn in to let go now.
She detected a sob in his voice the next time he spoke. He rolled over again, his face once more buried. "Please, don't die, please!" He was begging, pleading almost and it was a tone she had never heard him use. He was obviously in great mental pain, the anguish in his dream was so straining on his voice. His head lifted and she froze when she saw the tears that trickled down his cheeks. "Please, no, you baka you can't leave me, not now, please!" he whispered, chest heaving with such agonizing sobs it almost brought Sango to tears. "Come back, come back, you have to come back. Don't leave me now, you can't leave. I never got to tell you, no, come back!"
She reached forward to wake him up, his anguish weighed so heavily that it was tearing her own heart to pieces to hear him in such pain. No one deserved to see something like that, even if it was only in dreams, no one. Except maybe Naraku but he was not here and he was not now. Leaning forward, one hand near his shoulder, she was about to wake him when he spoke again. And what he said sent her stumbling backwards, her face gone pale with shock.
"No, please come back. SANGO! Sango, please . . . aishiteru."
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evil cliff-hanger, no? i hate to do this but . . . if you want the next chapter i need at least six reviews.