Authors Note: My mistake, the Internet did not work from where we were. I was deprived of my Internet for a whole week! None the less I still got a chapter typed and checked over in time to release it today. I've already got the next one well on its way. By the way, the point of view situation has changed. It starts off as Sango in this chapter but then switches off. I hope you enjoy. Read and Review!

----------=Changed points of view [From Sango to Miroku]

Chapter 3 [The Medieval Era]

My head was spinning as if Kagome and I were twirling around in circles like we sometimes did. (Don't ask me why, it's one of her games). I only realized then that I was staring up at a canopy of some sort, and I lying in a bed. A very extravagent one at that. I was in a four poster bed adorned with the highest quality silk I had ever felt. The fabrics softly ran down the top, creating a tent around me. Soft purples, greens, and blues surrounded me in a bouquet of colors.

Not until then did it hit me. Again. I was alone and Houshi-sama was nowhere in sight.

It didn't matter that I could be basking in riches at the moment, all that mattered were his whereabouts. These dream places were a lot less terrifying with him by my side. Not that I was scared or anything. I was more worried for him though. You never know what kind of trouble he can get himself into.

I hurried about the room, looking under things, over things, and around things to see if maybe he was flung somewhere nearby. He wasn't, sadly.

"Houshi-sama? Houshi-sama!" I called out to the vacant room. No one answered my call until a few minutes later.

Five strange women entered my room without even a knock. They all bustled about, straightening up things I had so carelessly left about. After all, it wasn't my room to care for.

"Princess Sango?" One of them meakly was tapping me on the shoulder. I pivoted surpisingly at her and almost yelled.

"What?!" I snapped.

She flinched but still continued,"Would you like to take your bath now? The water's ready."

I hadn't had a bath in days, or what seemed like it. Also I hadn't had a warm bath in quite a while either, I might as well take her up on this offer. I felt kind of bad to be tricking these people. I'm not a princess, as you may know, and never will be one.

They led me out of this richly dressed room and directly into another. Except this one, I think, was meant to be more of a bathroom. That's what Kagome called them, at least. The top portions of the walls were white but the bottoms were striped gold. Shiny gold. Along the floor laid many, I mean thousands, of other gold and copper tiles.

The bath was steaming from the surface when we actually got to it. This room was much larger and longer than ever thought possible. The tub was the same way as the floors. I would be bathing in a tub of precious metals…oooh. Perhaps that's how a real princess should bathe. I would never know, that's for sure.

When I had taken my time I decided I should get out, it had been a half-hour. Gracefully I leapt for a towel, so as to not soak the floor too much. The only problem was that the ledge of the tub was so high that I tripped face first onto the icy cold tile, entirely nude. Not to mention that I also made a small yelp and those weird maid ladies would come to my rescue. Which I didn't want.

About three seconds after I thought that two of them erupted into the room. They each took one of my arms and heaved me to my feet. The older one fetched the towel I had been reaching for and wrapped it around me. They were treating me like a doll, a porcelin one that might break at the touch. Well, I'm not.

Next they encouragingly nudged me towards the door and into the chamber where I first found myself. Not surprising me again, they had set out clothes that they wished me to wear.

"Oh you must wear your finest Princess Sango. Who knows when Prince Miroku will come to save you."

"Yes, yes. That handsome, brave, man will ride in on his steed. Then climb these tall brick walls of the tower…and whisk you away." She sighed, a very gushy sigh. Bleck. Gross.

"Prince…?"

"Of course, princess. After all, he wanted to marry you before you and I…and the other maids…were captured by horrible Lord Naraku."

"Lord Naraku? I should have known!"

They both looked at me as if I was oddly insane, which I wasn't. It seems that in this reality Naraku, my worst nightmare, has also come to destroy my life. I suspect at my own castle I lived a coushy life where I would wait until the man of my dreams came along to take me away. In this instance, that man was Miroku. More formally known as Houshi-sama to me, but I'm sure no one would understand my reasoning if I called him that.

"How long have we been in this blasted tower?" Politeness isn't my best feature, plus, this confinement was already getting to me.

"Madame, we-"

I tuned out and thought of more importnant matters at hand. Obviously I was a slave, or more likely a prisoner against my will for another one of Naraku's evil plots.

"What is Naraku planning to do with me?" Instead of just letting curiosity get the better of me I decided to find out what I wanted.

The young one looked to her friend again, strangly, "But Princess Sango, surely you should know. You threw a tantrum just that week-"

"Shh. Eri. Please. Princess, Naraku has planned your wedding in the following week. Eri and I know too well that Prince Miroku will not let that happen. No he won't. He is madly in love with you."

I half expected to see Naraku stroll in at that moment and do something violent to me so I would comply, but that never happened. Neither did the idea of Miroku swinging over the sill of the window to rescue me. I would have liked that very much. Oh look, I've made myself blush.

"He-he does?" I managed to stutter after I took a seat on the bed. During the time of our conversation they had been dressing me so now I was fully clothed. I'm quite capable but I don't think I would have known how to get this garment on anyway. It's stiff, tight, itchy, but down right beautiful.

"My Lady, please, you are very modest. He would never think of setting eyes on another women. For that, many people are very jealous of you. He is so madly handsome…and charming." Eri chattered. Miroku was like dreamboat here. I wonder where he is.

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My head was throbbing, and bobbing. Then I realized my whole body was bouncing up and down, uncontrollably! Only one way to determine what was going on…open my eyes, of course! As I did so I slowly took in the landscape before me. The wind was beating against my face, whistling in my ear, and I was moving fast. I was on a horse. This was a chestnut horse whose feet were clomping on the ground at a very speedy rate.

I decided that there really wasn't a need for me to keep going, since I had no notion of where I was heading. I shouted "Woah!" and slowly but surely we stopped.

Someone trotted up to me on my right. Then he bowed his head.

"Prince, you seemed to have nodded off on your horse. Would you like to set up camp?"

Me? A prince? Why the hell not, I've already been a girl, and almost a groom. I let the vast land sink in. Up straight-ahead there was a castle, and in the fading light more candles were lit to make the rooms glow. We, as in that man and I, were not far off and that might be our destination.

When I didn't answer another guy, probably around my age, came up to my other side and slapped me on my back. Hard.

"He's just too busy thinking about his lady…his love." He sounded dramatic, too sarcastic for my taste.

"Yes, I'm sorry Shikoku."

"I'd like to have a word with him. Alone…" he rolled his eyes impatiently as the other man strolled off. Boy, this guy has a short temper. "Miroku, you musn't lose your head. I know she's very gorgeous, not that I would ever look…but you have to focus on getting rid of Lord Naraku first. I know I'm your best friend…and I sound really serious, but I'm trying to get you ready. For what's coming, because I know it's not going to be easy."

"Thank you, Shikoku. Who may I ask is this girl?"

He looked at me as if I was crazy, then he let out a huge guffaw and smacked me on the back again. "Miroku, you're too much. Mr. Suave. Princess Sango is the fairest girl in all the land, and you've sworn that she will be your bride. Once again, I do not look at her in that way…only by mouth did I hear that she was the fairest…" He mumbled something else but it couldn't have been too important.

"I did?!" I was shocked at my own forwardness. Me? Swear to take Sango as my wife? She is the one that man called "my love"? That's crazy talk. Although I love that woman with all my heart, I don't think I can swear my allegiance to her just yet. I want to, oh how I want to, but I can't.

"Look, we are going to attack in the night, tonight, like you said you wanted to. Are you ready for this?"

"Yep." I nodded then kicked the sides of the horse as I took off. No one followed me this time. I guess I was meant to do this alone. So, alone I rode.

When I made it to the gate of the city I got in, no problem. They didn't even say something like "Halt, who goes there?" (How would I know guards say that? Let's just say Kagome gave me a re-inactment of one of her favorite bed time stories.) I got to the castle in a hurry and jumped off my horse and secured her to a post. I looked up…

There she was. 'Princess' Sango. She was looking out at heaven knows what, I don't even care. Kami…she was pretty…radiant…breathtaking…I don't even have the words to describe it. She was mine.

I looked at the overgrown stone tower. I was expected to climb that? Ay, ay, ay. Oh yes, the terrible headache had returned. Another lady, from who knows where, was waving at me from a lower window. She giggled. I think I like the fact that Sango's not that kind of girl, thank goodness.

"Are…you…" she giggled again," Prince Miroku?"

"Why, yes. I am. Would you do me a favor?"

"Of course!"

"Bear me a child?"

She went a ghostly white. What had I said? Hmmm? Without warning, she slammed the window shut, the glass almost shattering off of the panes. What a temper for such a beauty! Oh right, I was the one who many rumors say that I will now take Sango's hand in marriage. Oopsy. I don't suppose she wouldn't tell Sango?

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Knock, knock, knock. Someone's knocking so loud I can't even hear myself think! Geez! Oh, I think this princess thing is getting the best of me. I don't mean to be snotty…but in this weird place it's becoming a habit.

"Yes…?" I drawled. Outside I had heard a horse riding into town, now I was staring at the lowering horizan trying to catch a glimpse of whom it may be. I looked down. Houshi-sama! Prince Miroku! He was sitting astride his horse and looking dumbly around. Then he looked up, we switched glances before I heard the door open and Eri snuck up behind me and shook my shoulders.

"Sango. Sango!" I suppose the other Princess Sango thought of Eri as her best friend. That made a lot of sense.

"What Eri? What?"

"It's Prince Miroku-"

"I know." I stopped her in midsentence.

"No, no, no. He's unfaithful! He's dirty! You can't marry him!"

I know Houshi-sama is unfaithful, that's not new news. But not marry him…would be a crime. If only this were real…"Why? What has he done?"

"He asked me…" she looked like she was gagging while pointing frantically at herself," me…if I would bear him a child!"

"Not again!" I groaned. I thought he would have learned from his lesson. It was his fault we were here in the first place, and because of that too. Jerk!

Then we heard some noises and curses coming from below. Both of us crammed in together to see what was going on. He was trying to climb the tower.

I guess Eri forgot that he ever asked that question because she sighed," He's sooo strong."

I cringed while Eri gasped everytime he lost his footing and was almost dangling fifty feet in mid-air. He always caught himself though and found another foot hole. Another thing I just noticed…he wasn't wearing his robes. He was wearing something closer fitting like that wedding outfit. I know I'm blushing…I just have to be. I better stop.

Ten minutes later he was only ten feet down. A few more minutes and he would be up here with me. Eri had magically disapeared. Probably to leave us alone. Now I'm nervous! I'll be alone with my betrothed! Just think, Sango. This isn't real! This isn't real! This isn't real…

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Damn! DAMN! This stupid wall was getting bigger and harder to climb by the minute! Sango better be pleased that I went through all this just to be with her again. This must have been part of the witch's plot, to see if we would do almost anything to be together. Probably that, or to see what kind of endurance we have. I would have to say number one. This relationship is getting to be more intense with every dying second. I'm not ready!

When I made it, I almost fell backwards with relief so I just jumped forward and I guess Sango and I toppled backwards onto the stone cold floor. She was blushing. Then both of us cracked up and started laughing. To my utmost surprise she took me in her arms and embraced me. She makes me want to melt. Never had a girl had so much control over me.

She was stroking my hair, and I had put my arms around her waist to pull her closer. We looked into eachother's eyes. I was mezmerized. Absentmindedly I put my hand on her cheek and let my thumb do soothing circles around it. We leaned closer, and closer. My eyes were tracing her lips and she was looking at mine. Our first kiss…but then…

BANG, BANG, BANG! The door nearly caved in.

"Who is it?" Sango chirped.

"My dear Princess Sango, why is this door locked…again!" The evil and solid voice of…Naraku.

"I apologize my lord," then she whispered," Quick! Hide!"

From our position on the floor she pushed me off of her hurriedly. Then she lifted up the sheet covering the bottom side of the bed and instructed me to crawl under. I did, and I was looking out the front of the bed so I could see what was going on.

There must have been over twenty locks bolting the door shut because it took her quite some time before it initially swung open. The he stepped in. His pointy boots clanked on the floor as he slowly walked in. Sango had stepped to the side to let him have his glorious entrance. I knew that he suspected something. From under the bed I saw Sango's ankles appear directly in front of me.

"Sango, our wedding…shall be this time next week."

Wedding? Sango…marry Naraku? Never.

"Yes, my lord."

"I told you Prince Miroku would never come. He is not worthy of you. I am worthy of you…gracious Sango."

What's going on? What's going on? I can't see! What if he's going to kiss her? I can't let him steal her first kiss away from me!

I jumped out, making both of them jump.

"I knew he was here! Hello Prince Miroku."

"Hello…Lord Naraku." I made it sound like the name was poison on my tongue. He raised an eyebrow, and then I saw a flint of silver before he had his sword drawn. I reached around my side, patting myself down for a weapon. Ah, ha! A sword! We shall duel for the princess. Okay, I think the prince side of me is taking over!

"So, it is a fight that will settle this. Victor wins Princess Sango's hand in marriage. Loser…swims with the fishes on the bottom of the ocean." I hope if I died here it didn't make me dead anywhere else. I gulped.

"Alright. I accept your challenge!" I took the sword out from its sheath in a smooth swift motion.

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Is he crazy? A swordfight to the death…with Naraku? He is crazy! He's insane! Heck, I don't care that he fights Naraku, but alone…that's just suicide. I would interfere…but maybe here that would make Miroku less of a man. You know him; he's all about his image. Womanizer…charming…a monk. Yeah, he only cares what people think, not that people know what he's really like. Sorry, off topic.

The first clang sounded and Naraku already had the upperhand. Miroku quickly pushed him off and swung his sword around again for another hit. This went on for a tireless three minutes and then Naraku got impatient. He started to fight dirty just like I knew he would. First he jabbed Miroku in the stomach then elbowed him harshly in the eye. Miroku staggered back, getting out of his oponents way.

I, obviously, was on the side of Miroku. I occasionally yelled "Urg, fight back! Fight back!", or,"Tear him limb from limb Prince-er-Houshi-sama!"

After ten minutes of fighting he had a black eye, bloodly nose, and a split lip. Naraku only had a bloody nose but was clutching his stomach. Naraku fell to his knees.

"He won…he won!" I jumped up and down.

"I won! I won!" Miroku looked at me and jumped up and down as well.

"Prince Miroku-curse you! Curse you! Curse all the children you may have with Princess Sango. Curse your love, your marriage, your happiness."

Sounds kind of threatening. No matter, this isn't real, and Houshi-sama and I made it out alive!

"Now if you don't mind me…I'll be taking my bride."

With that Miroku scooped me up in his arms, while I yelped, and then proceeded to carry me towards the door. We were both laughing now, happy, overjoyed, that this part might actually be over. He lifted his leg and kicked the door open and took me out into the hall. Now we were alone. What more could I say? Not to mention this-er-awkward position.

"Ahem…so…" I muttered. I looked at his lips again, and sure enough he was looking at mine. Oh yes, we need to kiss. We need to.

"Sooo…" he flirtatiously stated.

I not so gracefully flung my arms around his neck and we moved in close. The closest we ever got to our first kiss because just then…

"It's Prince Miroku! He came to save Princess Sango!" Eri and all the other maids had found us. Oh great. They have no idea what they were spoiling. Arg! Then they all started cheering, an almost ear shattering cheer.

"To please the crowd even more, let's give them a kiss they'll never forget." Miroku whispered to me. I smiled dreamily. He may be a pervert but sometimes he says just the right words. He didn't move so I suspected he wanted an answer, so, I nodded.

"Halt! Prince Miroku! You're under arrest!" Naraku stood in front of seven other guards with weapons raised. All Miroku could think of doing was running. We ran down a flight of stairs, maybe more than one. He's very stealthy…we were outrunning the guards by meters and meters.

Finally we made it to the open area around the castle…except…the gate was closed and guards were swarming in everywhere around us. We're trapped!

"Do you trust me?"

"Oh no, what are you planning to do?!" I shouted at him, he better not do anything crazy with me in his arms.

"Well, do you trust me?" I just nodded and then he took off running again. He flung himself, and of course me too, over a bridge above a moat. We were plummeting towards the water. Down and down…until…we landed in nothing.

I pushed myself from his grasp and stood up on solid ground. We were in that black place again between our world and other odd realities.

"So close, yet so far,

But that scene we had to part.

To see how love really blooms,

I must take you back to the start."

This time her voice was gentle. Maybe we aren't on her nerves anymore. Who knows. Houshi-sama and I will just have to wait and see what all that means.

Authors Note: Quick announcement. Nikkou-chan has asked if she may host my fic on her site, Yakusoku to Negai. Stay tuned! (Meaning-visit her site!)

Thanks to my reviewers:

FeSty PiE-I'm glad you enjoyed the wedding. Erm, um, well, wedding's aren't my specialty but thank you very much for the compliment. Thanks!

Minstro-Thank you, thank you, and another thank you. I'm happy you like my style. Also, yes, I agree…Miroku and Sango are so cute! Thanks again!

Kari-*Bows* Why thank you and your welcome for bringing this fiction into your life!

Soli-Aw, don't say that! I'm sure someday you'll find the perfect one that was meant to be with you. I don't know where I heard it, or where I read it, but everyone is made for one special person. They're always going to be the one for you. (Oh yes, that's right. I read that in the Claidi Journals series.) Here is an oh-so-lovely update just for you! Thank you very much!

Next Chapter: Miroku and Sango go to way back when in the chapter "The Way History Was Rewritten"