AN: I'm baaaack! with another chapter too! this time, it's gonna be TONS cheerier!
Here are review responses (I thank everyone of you for reviewing! it fueled me for this chapter!) (btw: it's not really questions and answers, just reviews and responses ^_^;):

Misao CG Signed
Q: WHY in the world your neighborhood threw rock at YOU?... That's so sick and STUPID!
A: Er . . . me an' my girlfriends where running down the sidewalk and so there where these guys (danm them to hell) who thought it'd be great fun to yell at four slightly over-weight girls. But when we ignored them, they threw rocks ^_^;
Not one of my best moments, but we ignored that too, and walked away with our heads held high! Thanx for reviewing! You're one of my favorite writers, so I'm kinda honored to have you like my story!

IsleofSolitude Signed
Q: OMG! You HAVE to continue. Maybe when more stories like this get out, gender discrimination will FINALLY vanish from the world
A: *sigh* I wish! But just not possible; like they say, there can be no light with out dark!

Skittles
Q: I loved how Miroku held her and then cursed and put everyone into shock- it was priceless!
A: I tried to get some humor in there, because honestly, it was quite depressing to write! ^_^;;; Glad you liked it! You're a great writer too, and am quite proud you like my stuff so much; I blushes so many times over when you complement me like that!!! #^_^#

virgo
A: I'm glad you want me to continue!!!!

Starr-fish
Q: Oh well, carry on the great writing, and don't let peoples complaints or words bring you down.
A: Don't worry, I never do, even when I should! ^_^;;

Misaki
Q: I don't really no what to say, but... really, really, REALLY good story! (I'm uncreative with words today -.-)
A: That quite all right! those really, really's made me blush enough! #^.^#

Waku-chan
Q: however...it's not really inaccurate-there were actually plenty of female samurai and female warriors, especially during the feudal age. Many of them were just samurai/warriors for "show", but some really did fight. (end random history lesson...I wrote my thesis on Japan. does it show?)
A: Oops! I was just thinking of how so many people (in the old days) thought that all woman should do was bear kids and be a house wife! (I was thinning mid-evil Europe, because I've done so much research into that time) but still, Waring pants like that (or a cat suit) was not done often, if at all! I do know that if woman back then did what they do now (ware tanks tops and short skirts) people would think that they where under the devils influence' LOL!


With out further ado, the story! ^_^; *WARNING* : This will be mixed in with a very waffy thing I've been wanting to do for ages! Miro/San fluff alert! I'm such a sucker for the couple! ^_^;;;














We got the afternoon
You got this room for two




Sango pulled open the sliding door to reveal their rented' room. A whoosh of dust swirled off the floor as she opened the door, the dust then floated around gracefully in the beams of warm light that squeezed though the bamboo blinds, making the somewhat empty room seam alive.

She sighed as she saw the decorations for newly wed couples neatly stacked in a corner, but continued to explore the dusty room. But, when she opened the cupboard to look for the sleeping mats, she groaned in annoyance. There was only one rather large futon lying in the cupboard.

Oi, Houshi-sama! she called out to her companion, who was standing in the doorway to the room, wrinkling his nose at the lack of use of the small sized room.

Yes Sango-sama? he answered politely, coming into the room himself and walking over to the huntress. Turning, she grinned at him.

He looked back at her, confused.

It looks like there's only one futon here, and I claim it! . . . Since I did get us this room and all . . . So . . . you get to sleep on the floor tonight! she explained gleefully, smirking at his obvious future discomfort.

But this Houshi was not one to let the other have the last word.

But Sango-sama, he said carefully, standing up straight and looking down at her crouched form though the corners of his eyes. We could share the futon-, he started, but was soon cut off by the over sized boomerang zonking against his skull painfully.

Not a chance in hell hentai, she growled menacingly, removing her weapon from his head and glaring at him.

A voice interrupted them suddenly: Hey you guys? What do you want to do for the rest of the afternoon? Kagome questioned, stepping in the room cautiously and looking around. Inu Yasha and I are going to take a walk around for a little, so you guys will be all alone, she continued, naively stating the last part with out much thought.

Miroku looked at Sango, but not really suggesting' anything, just wondering. Sango caught the glance, blinked, but looked towards Kagome again, and surprised both of them by saying:
Well, I hope you have a nice walk with Inu Yasha. It wasn't the fact that she had said it, but the way; which was quite suggesting in the fact that it may end up more than just' a walk.

Kagome blushed furiously, and then giggled, which got Sango started too.

Miroku, being a guy, did not understand what was happening and looked at the two giggling girls in bewilderment, which only got them laughing harder. Finally, Kagome left, and the two where alone in the room.Setting up the futon, Sango plopped down on it ungracefully. she said, what do you want to do?

Well . . . let's go for a walk too, it's a nice day, he said plainly. Sango blinked in surprise, but agreed and they set out for a walk around the orchard, which was right next to their room.

As they were walking down a path, the warm sun rays calming them and cream petals blowing though their hair, Miroku stated bluntly:You seem in a much better mood than yesterday.





One thing I've left to do




She glanced at him, but to only see his care free face tilted to the sky, taking in the wonderful sent and sights of the lovely day. But Sango knew him, and there for knew he was hiding underneath yet another mask of his. She smiled, small, but sadly, and carefully said in reply (for she didn't want her voice to betray too much emotion):
I don't have rotted cabbage being thrown at me today, so yes, I'm happier.

Ah, but could you be happier? he asked wisely, stopping to face her and razing an eyebrow in question.

She seemed taken aback for a second, but then an evil smile spread across her face suspiciously.

Well . . . Now I am! she screamed, shoving him impulsively into the pond they had stopped next to after he had tried to ruin the moment by reaching for her ass.

He laughed, soaked, but looking comical as he had a koi fish flopping on his head and cattails sticking out of his sandals. Sango laughed too, a good hardy laughed that made Miroku relieved. She smiled apologetically and stuck out her hand as a peace offering, and some help to get him up. He smirked back, and took her hand, only to pull her in on top of him, making her wet too.

They laughed, ending with Sango good naturally' punching him.

He sighed, but at least he had his mission accomplished: he cheered her up, even at the price of a sore jaw and wet robes, it was worth it to him to see her smiling again; happy.





Discover me
Discovering you





As they made their way back to the house, they realized how late it was; seeing the sunset was a wondrous site, so they sat down on a bench, reflecting on what a good day it had been. At the same time, they looked at each other, catching the other by surprise, one blushing, the other smirking.

They made their way back, each taking secret looks at the other.

They ate dinner in wet cloths, but when asked why, they answered We fell in a pond of our walk making both laugh, and their companions confused.

When they undressed for bed (remember they're sharing the same room) Miroku was done early, so he took the opportunity to watch Sango undress.




One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain





Are you done yet? she asked when finished, not turning around.

he answered honestly, not taking his eyes off her form.

Turning around, she saw him staring at her, then flushed. Where you watching me?!? she asked, infuriated.

He only smirked in reply.
He got a massive lump on his head.

Good night! she huffed, tucking her self in and throwing some blankets at him, which landed on his head. He only smiled.




One pair of candy lips and
Your bubble gum tongue




After he heard her light snoring, indicating that she was indeed asleep; deeply at that, he, with high cation, lifted the sheets up and crawled into her bed, her back facing him. After her not notesting (not visibly anyway) he slipped an arm around her waist, resting his hand on top of hers and intertwining their fingers with his gloved hand (his left).

She mumbled something, something like: I . . . loveless . . . want to be . . . best . .

He sighed slightly, adjusting his grip around her.



And if you want love
We'll make it
Swimming a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em




He smiled; pained.



This is bound to be a while




Next, he started tracing her stomach, arms, then face. But when he reached her face, he paused, taking in her moonlit face in a gasp; she was beautiful.




Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland




As she shifted, he watched her, longing. Wishing that they could do this every night, wishing that she could be aware. Aware of his loving gazes.

She shifted again, it seemed she thought she was in battle. You fight demons even in your sleep . . . he thought sadly.




Something 'bout the way your hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it



There is a reason I protect you during our battles,' he thought, planting a brief, yearning, kiss on her neck. She mmmm'ed at that, and he smiled.



You want love?
We'll make it
Swimming a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while



It'll be a while before I'm able to tame you my huntress' he thought smugly as she elbowed him slightly in the chest.




Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland




He imagined asking her to bear his children, and, of coarse, to be his wife.




Damn baby
You frustrate me
I know you're mine all mine all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes




It hurts to touch you though' he thought wistfully, but then he did a double take and laughed. Literally'.




Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonderland





















AN: Wheee! 8 whole pages of Miro/San fluff! I just had to use that song for a M x S song fic, you can see why! ^_^ review! I may do another (god forbid, jk) chapter if enough people want me to! Cuz I'm not going to write something peoples wont read! Anywho, I have about three different Inu Yasha plots running around in my head, this being the forth that I finally got out of my head! ^_^ The other two will be much longer though and will not be as waffy as this! At least, not all at once! ^_^; REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!! That is not a request. It's a command!