A/N: Gods. It's been forever. Gomen nasai!!

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Previously, On Full Circle: Sighing, he let himself slide into the comforting darkness of sleep.

Full Circle

Chapter Four

Miroku wandered around the street. Kagome had taken him to one of those outside street markets. She and Inuyasha had gone a little ahead, talking and admiring the things for sale. Miroku felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Miroku-san?" He stiffened. Sango. Saying his name. His heart throbbed harder. Only onceonly once had she said his name. He turned, his eyes shining with hope.

"Uh, ohayo!" Miroku was met with a confusing sigh. It was Sango, yes, but she was not dressed in her normal kimonoMiroku sighed. It was the one with his koishii's face. The woman from the future. The one who reminded him of what he had lost

Sango noticed that Miroku's face had gone dark. She grimaced. Kagome-san had told her that she wore the face of another. She remembered telling Miroku "I don't know what her name was or who she was to you, but I'm sorry."

"Miroku-san?"

"Gomen. I got lost in my thoughts." Sango gave him a small smile. Miroku's breath hitched in his throat. She looked so like her when she did that

"It's ok. I was wondering what you were doing today."

"Nothing. Doushite?"

"Well," Sango blushed. "I was hoping maybe you'd go to the park with me."

"I'd be glad to accompany you, Sango-san. Let me go tell Yasha and Kagome first, ok?" Sango nodded. Miroku found his friends and informed them of his departure. They agreed. As Miroku disappeared, Kagome smiled softly.

"I think this might help him." Inuyasha grunted in agreement.

Miroku and Sango walked in silence around the Sakura park. Sitting down on a nearby bench, she patted the seat next to her. Miroku sat. Several minutes passed in companionable silence before Sango spoke.

"Tell me about her." She said softly. Miroku looked at the sky.

"She was a very dear friend of mine. She so was strong and she moved like a dancer when she fought. She had the agility and grace of a cat.

"Even though her family had been killed, she kept on, still laughing and joking. We were always verbally- and sometimes physically- sparring." Said Miroku with a slight chuckle.

"She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. She meant so much to me. I don't think she ever knew how much I loved her until she died. She" Miroku took a deep breath.

"You can stop if you want." Said Sango quietly. Miroku shook his head.

" No. I need this. I always had aroaming eyes. And roaming hands. But, ever since she had become my friend, it did not wander as much unless it was near her. It caused me much trouble. But I think it did her good. It took her mind off her quest, her slain family.

"I only told her how I feltas she lay in my arms, dying. That was the only time I ever heard hersay my name. I couldn't save her! She was killed in front of our eyes, by the man we were after, and I couldn't save her! I was too weak. I miss her so much" Miroku's voice was shaky, tears running down his face. Sango's heart broke at the sight of him. She leaned over and hugged him, offering what comfort she could. He clung to her like she was his lifeline, as if afraid to let go. She stroked his hair and rocked him, hoping she could help, wanting nothing more than to take away his pain.

When his tears had run dry, Sango asked quietly, "What was her name?" Miroku hesitated before giving in. He held her closer, afraid of her reaction.

"Sango. Her name was Sango."

A/N: I know, I know. Short chap. But I hope to get another up soon, and end to the cliffie, so don't kill me. *eyes widen at seeing all the flames rushing towards her* Run bluefuzzyelf! RUN!!!!!!!!