A/N—Dude its been a long time and I said I would get this chapter out sooner, but then I realized that this is my last chapter, and I just don't wanna finish this fic… It is like my child… this is the first one that I'm accually getting close to finishing and it's depressing… so that explains my delay
But yeah so thanks for all the wonderful reviews that made me want to fish even tho I'm probably going to cry while I type the last paragraph… GOOD NEWS!!! There is a sequel!!!! It will be called Through the looking glass and it will be my second child… I'll devote my ungrounded time to only it.
ON TO THE STORY!
To You…
"It's been too long Miroku!" I said from my position wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Indeed, Sango. Too long."
We stayed surrounded by each other until my gentle sobbing stopped and I lifted my head from his inviting chest.
"Miroku! Why did you come back?" I put a hand to my mouth, backing from him a bit. "Have you found a wife yet?"
Miroku had to have noticed the desperate rapt apprehension physically apparent upon my face.
"Sango, I have heard strange rumors. Who is the town head you have engaged yourself to?" Miroku stood, and I followed suit. Miroku must have noticed the sudden sorrow etched deeply into my eyes. He looked reproachful yet kept his posture.
"Someone I brought myself to think of as a husband." I refused to make eye contact with him.
"Think of as a husband?" Miroku laughed me for that. It surprised me how real the sound still was.
It figured that he had had a happier life than she had up until that point. Dawning on myself was the fact that when I was younger I had always thought the easier life belonged to myself. It seemed now that I had reversed it since then.
"Yeah. He was a husband, yet never the husband I dreamed of." At that I must have been staring at Miroku for a while as he stared back at me. It seemed like only seconds, but time must've passed much slower.
Miroku looked away finally and said, "Then, by all means, whom did you wish for?"
"Someone I could never have had. Someone, whom in my next life, I pray for his existence next to my own." I was still looking at him willing him to turn his face to mine again. To at least acknowledge my presence.
"I see." He kept his head turned as if not seeing me. His smile was erased altogether now.
Stupid Houshi… Don't you understand? I thought irritated.
"Look at me." I demanded softly. He slowly turned his face to mine with surprised etched onto his face. The pure ecstasy I was feeling was fast fading into a deep wave or sorrow. I would never attain him. Not until the next life. Maybe not even then. "You" Was the only word that I could say.
"Me? What about…" the rest of his sentence was drowned by my kiss planted firmly to his lips. It didn't take him long to respond, but even when he did she was not appeased. Tangling her hand in his hair, she pulled him even closer.
All of their frustrations and underlying emotions born from one another poured into the intimate kiss. Everything that had been kept inside of them was relieved in that single moment of perfect intimacy.
"Miroku… I will be with you"
"Until when," he teased
"Until Forever." And their lips found one another once again…
A/N—short but it was the last chapter… now comes the epilogue…