Disclaimer: Sigh. Inuyasha and all the other characters don't belong to me. They belong to the talented Rumiko Takahashi. .^_^.

A Lady Knight's Tale

Miroku sighed as he put a hand to his cheek. No what was that all about? And he thought it was women he didn't understand. Ah well, there were other things to do, he thought as he walked toward the others.

Sango sat down beside a tiny spring and placed her head in her hands. After the battle, tending to wounds and walking for so long she was tired, so tired. I'm doomed, she thought sorrowfully. The man of her dreams now thought she was gay. Baka! Man of her dreams! Since when did she start to have crushes on perverts?

A light breeze blew and the knight gave out a heaving sigh, before lying flat out on the grass. It was a rather gloomy day, with silver grey clouds of various sizes, just like the day Kohaku got kidnapped.

Kohaku...her kid brother. She would get him back soon, then this nightmare would soon be over, Sango thought.

"Sango!" a female voice called out. Sango recognized it as that of Kagome.

She sat up as Kagome ran toward her.

"We've been looking all over for you." she said, slightly out of breath.

"Uh, sorry. I just had to be alone for a while." Sango said, looking at the ground.

"Is anything wrong?" Kagome said, noticing the woebegone look on her companion's face. Kagome sat down beside her and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"It's ok. You can tell me anything." Kagome said when she received no answer. Sango winced at the words. Those were what Miroku had said not long ago.

Sango looked at Kagome with a wry smile. "Promise not to tell?"

"You're what!?" Kagome covered her mouth, incredulous.

Sango looked around nervously. "Shh, not so loud!"

"And Captain Miroku even said I was gay." Sango continued, picking up a pebble and tossing it into the spring.

"So what's the problem?" Kagome said giddily. "You have everyone fooled! Even I didn't suspect a thing!"

"Well...I..." Sango began to wonder if telling Kagome was such a good idea after all. Now she had to tell her that she..er, had feelings for that pervert.

"Oh! Why didn't I think of it before?!" Kagome looked like she'd made the greatest discovery in the world. "You're in love with Miroku, aren't you?!"

Sango facefaulted. "Wha-- no way!" Kagome had caught her. But it too late, it was as though it was written all across her forehead.

Kagome giggled insanely, then clasped her hands together. It was so romantic! Sango looked at Kagome worriedly. Boy was she scary.

Inuyasha and Miroku walked toward Kagome and Sango. Inuyasha had gotten worried about Kagome and went off to find her.

"What's going on with those two? Inuyasha said, glaring at them.

"You jealous?" Miroku turned to Inuyasha, who snorted derisively.

"Don't worry. Sango doesn't go for women." Miroku said nonchalantly.

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow. "Really? He's.." he asked.

"Gay. Yeah. But don't tell him, he's already mad at me for finding him out." Miroku said.

The four of them walked back to the camp in silence. It was a long night and they had to get moving again tomorrow.

"When did he send this letter?" Miroku asked the messenger who arrived that morning.

"Yesterday, sir." the page said.

"It looks like we're going to have to head back. There has been a change of plans." Miroku announced to the knights.

It was met with general agreement and nodding. The men were not particularly happy with their present state. The youkai army had left them pretty much sitting ducks.

Only Inuyasha was upset. It seemed like waste to him that they had come this far only to turn back.

"It says here," Miroku motioned toward the letter, " that Naraku actually asked for a threaty. Although it seems that he is up to something again, I have no choice. It is your father's order actually." Miroku finished.

Finally Inuyasha was persuaded to return with the rest of them. The whole army trudged back toward the kingdom, making it back quickly, and no ambushes or unexpected events delayed the trip back.

Miroku, Sango and the rest of the army spent the next few days recuperating and repairing their weapons. Sango, however, avoided Miroku like a plague.

It had been days since Miroku last spoke to Sango and it had made him very uneasy to say the least. Sango was his closest friend and comrade-at-arms. He was not about to let a misunderstanding ruin a good friendship. He would apologize, he decided, before things got worse than they already were.

One late afternoon presented the perfect opportunity. Sango passed by the training hall, were Miroku was polishing his weapon. He noticed her pass and went out after her.

"Sango." he called out.

She was already a few feet away, and was deciding to either ignore him or turn around. Oh well, she thought to herself as she turned around. It doesn't matter anymore, does it?

"We have to talk, ne?" Miroku said as he led her to the training hall. It was quiet and still, and no one else was around. The dying rays of the sun filtered through the large glass windows, giving the place a peaceful air.

The Captain sat down cross-legged on the floor and motioned her to sit beside him. She complied reluctantly.

"What is it, sir?" she asked formally.

"Look, Sango. About what I said before.. it was wrong of me... none of my business and besides, I shouldn't have put it so bluntly. Will you...forgive me?" Miroku said, his face totally devoid of humor

Sango was listening in rapt attention. Was he actually apologizing? For a moment she didn't know what to say.

"Hey." Sango said after a while, then she stood up and walked toward the rack of swords that stood in a corner. She threw Miroku a sword, which he caught. He looked up at her quizzically. Sango grinned then practically flew at him with her own sword.

"Let's fight!" she swung at him enthusiastically as he ducked and blocked. Soon they were practicing together, each one trying to outdo the other. Just like the old times, Sango thought, smiling inwardly.

"Does this mean we're friends again?" Miroku said as metal clashed.

"Gotcha!" Miroku staggered backward and fell on the floor. Sango had the blade to his neck.

"I guess so..." Miroku rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. She lowered her weapon and flicked the hair from her long ponytail.

Then Miroku was up suddenly, moving with a speed that surprised Sango. All she could do was hold up the blade in defense, but it was knocked off as her grip on it was not too secure. It clattered off across the floor sufficiently out of reach. The remaining momentum was enough to cause Sango to lose her balance, she fell flat on the floor with Miroku right on top of her.

Sango gave a little gasp when she noticed their proximity. His handsome face was inches from hers, his unruly bangs across his forehead, and heavens! his intense blue eyes, wide with surprise, just as hers was. Both of them were panting from the exertion and Sango could feel herself blush from the sensation of his warm breath on her cheeks.

"Could you...get off?" Sango said uncertain if she did want him to.

"Eh..? Oh..sorry." Miroku picked himself up and Sango dusted off herself as she stood.

The silence was awkward as the two of them left the training hall. Sango was berating herself for having been so careless. And Miroku was even more bewildered. Women...Miroku...women. he thought to himself.

"What?' Sango said

"Huh?" Miroku said, startled. "Oh. Nothing, nothing." he said as he turned toward his quarters "See you soon, Sango."

Author's Notes: Waii! Sorry for not having updated sooner. Plenty of terrible schoolwork. Gomen. Hope you liked this chapter. Comments are welcome. ^_^