I don't own Inuyasha, bladdiaf;wneaskdf RAWR. O_o

Last time---

Miroku knew his love was unrequited, but he would do anything to be with her. He let out a growl of frustration as his mind did back flips, however he was soon interrupted by...

"Houshi-sama?"

Miroku turned his head at her voice, her gentle voice that constantly rang through his confused mind. He realized she was looking at him when he didn't respond, and scrambled to his feet.

"Sango.."

"Houshi-sama, Kagome has brought food from her time. She says if you don't hurry it will get cold," Sango said with a small smile.

"Ah, I see," he looked down. "I'm not hungry right now...will you all save some for me?"

"Sure, but...Houshi-sama...what's wrong?"

The monk suddenly became immensely interested in his feet. He couldn't tell her now. She would hate him, she already does. Or so he thought.

"It's nothing, I'll be fine," he told her with a false smile.

Sango looked at him skeptically and turned away, walking off. As soon as she was gone, Miroku sat down with a heavy sigh. Whenever he saw her, he got this...this feeling in the pit of his stomach. He could never quite put his finger on what it meant, but it was always there.

The houshi let himself doze off. He wasn't asleep, but he wasn't really awake either...

After eating, Sango sat outside Kaede's hut, hugging her knees against her chest. She felt...sad. She didn't know why, she was just sad. Thoughts began to swim through her mind as she sat. She couldn't stop them, even if she really wanted to.

iWhat was wrong with Houshi-sama? He wasn't himself tonight. He seemed...distant. Like he was thinking hard about something,/i she thought. iI...I suppose I shouldn't be bothering him. I-I mean, it's really none of my business is it? No, of course not. ...Stupid hentai...why am I thinking about him? It's not like I...l-love him or anything./i The taiji-ya laughed nervously as the thought of love hit her. She didn't love him. Of course not.

Although Sango kept denying things in her mind, she couldn't stop thinking about him. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't notice when it began to rain. It had become dark out, and the rain pounded harder every minute. Sango finally noticed it and stood up. iHoushi- sama...he's out in this rain...! W-what if he gets sick?/i She started to panic and ran off into the darkness, to find the man she wouldn't admit she loved.

Miroku had risen from his sleepy state and was fully aware of the rain. He didn't care though, for some reason its sound was comforting. He closed his eyes, letting the rain run down the fair skin of his face. His lips curled upwards, into a small smile. Maybe no one would find him, maybe Sango would forget the things he had done...

Psh, no, of course not. Girls don't just FORGET men who grope their backsides randomly. That was hoping for too much. His smile faded. Maybe...he would just die. It made sense, right? His heart hurt when he thought of her, which was a lot. Why stay alive when you're only in pain? Yeah, yeah, that made sense.

iDamn it! Why does it have to hurt so much? /i He slammed his fist into the wet ground. /i It's all her fault! If only she could...no...no it's not her fault. It's mine! I shouldn't have touched her. That messed things up completely. I'm such an idiot.../i He started to cry. He was CRYING. He couldn't believe himself. Kami, I'm pathetic. Do I really love her that much? Why do-Sango?

Sango had run up to him, she was soaked to the bone. "Houshi-sama," she said in that voice that was quite capable of making him melt.

"What are you doing out in this rain? You could catch a cold," she stated, looking at him worriedly.

"Sango, I..."

HA! Another cliffie! XD I...am so mean. o_o