Princess Kat: ^^* Another update! 3 chapters in a row! Wowsers. Oh well,
they've all been short. And I'm so bored, I have nothing better to do! ^^
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
Reviewers:
OhhLaa - Yeah, she does. ^^*
Zephor - ^^* Well, thank you. Yeah, she did. But I think he deserved it! I would have done more sits to him anyway. ^^*
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"Miroku? Come on, talk to me! Please?" Sango said.
Miroku hadn't said a word to her after her...sit party.
"I'm sorry! Come on, Miroku!" Sango whined.
Not a word.
"MIIIIIIIIIIIROOOOOOOOOOOOKUUUUU!" Sango yelled. "TALK TO MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
After no response, Sango tried a slightly different approach. "Say something or I'll say the s-word."
"Something."
"Oh! You're impossible!" Sango shrieked. She walked away and soon came back with what oddly resembled a frying pan. She slammed it over Miroku's head as hard as she could. "TALK!"
"OWW! YOU STUPID FUCKING DAMN BITCH FROM HELL!" Miroku shouted, holding his head in pain.
"Colorful vocabulary." Sango blinked.
"Waaaaaaah!!! Moooooooommy!!! HE SAID THE FUCK-WORD AND THE DAMN-WORD AND THE BITCH-WORD!!!" A little girl ran by screaming.
"..."
"That was awkward and random." Sango stated. "Oh, and you're a bastard." ^^
"Thank you, Lady Sango. I do not deserve the compliment you have given me." Miroku said sarcastically.
Sango suddenly (and quite randomly) burst into tears and hugged Miroku. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE NEVER GOING TO TALK TO ME AGAIN, WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
"Uh..." Was Miroku's intelligent response as he patted Sango's back comfortingly. He didn't dare let his hand go south.
Sango smirked. It seemed as if the tears were fake. Her plan worked. "Miroku..."
"Yeah?"
"TRICKED YOU!" Sango exclaimed as she pulled away from him, a huge smile on her face.
"That was a dirty trick, Lady Sango. I almost fell for it." Miroku said, smirking.
"Huh?" And that's when she felt it. Something crawling up her back.
"AHH! WHAT DID YOU PUT ON MY BACK?!" Sango shrieked, jumping around, trying to swipe whatever it was off her back. It was just out of her reach.
"This time it really is a spider." Miroku stated.
"WHAT?! GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!!!" Sango screamed. "IT'S GOING TO BITE ME, AND POISON ME, AND, AND, AND GET IT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"All right, all right, stop and turn around." Miroku ordered.
Sango bit her bottom lip and stopped jumping around. She turned her back to Miroku.
Miroku rolled his eyes and swiped the small spider off Sango's back. "Chicken."
Sango turned around, her eyes blazing. "Why did you put a spider on my back?"
"It's a little something called pay back, my dear Sango." Miroku said, smirking.
Sango took one of her shoes off and smirked at Miroku. "All right." She then proceeded to hit him over the head continuously with her shoe. "THIS IS PAY BACK, MY 'DEAR' MIROKU!!!"
"Hey! Not fair!" Miroku hollered as he put his arms above his head in an attempt to get it to stop.
"NOT FAIR TO YOU, BUT A HELL OF A LOT OF FUN TO ME!" Sango exclaimed as she continued to hit him with her shoe.
Soon Sango calmed down and put her shoe back on. "So, Miroku, do you have a headache?"
Miroku glared at her. "Hai."
Sango grinned. "Good."
"Sango..." Miroku said.
"Hai?" Sango asked.
"What was wrong with that little kid at your house?" Miroku inquired.
"You mean Souta? Oh, he was on a sugar high." Sango said casually.
Miroku nodded, though not really understanding.
"So, Miroku...why did you totally flip when I asked you about Yukiko?" Sango asked. She noticed Miroku becoming tense.
"Because." Miroku stated.
"Because why? Tell me. I won't get mad, and I won't tell anyone else." Sango whined.
"Because I'm not ready to talk about her." Miroku said.
"Oh. Okay! Well, when you are, will you tell me about her?" Sango asked with a huge smile.
"Y-yeah, sure." Miroku stuttered.
"Thanks. So, whatcha gonna do today?" Sango asked.
"Think of tricks to play on you when you're sleeping." Miroku teased.
"Hey!" Sango exclaimed.
"Seriously, though, I don't know." Miroku said. "I'll just go along with whatever happens."
"Aww, you must be bored. Hey, I'm sure I have some old games at home! Let me go home and I'll grab some! We could play Twister, or Sorry, or Monopoly, or Pretty Pretty Princess!" Sango babbled on.
Miroku just stood their confused.
"Of course, I don't think you'd like Pretty Pretty Princess! The object of the game is to have the crown when all the jewelry is gone! And you have to wear the jewelry! So maybe we could play..."
"Just go get the game." Miroku mumbled.
"All right! Be right back!" Sango called then rushed off to the well.
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Princess Kat: ^^ Done. I'll have another chapter out soon! Trust me.
^^* I just have to let you know! Miroku and Sango won't be playing any games. In fact, Sango won't even get to the well...
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
Reviewers:
OhhLaa - Yeah, she does. ^^*
Zephor - ^^* Well, thank you. Yeah, she did. But I think he deserved it! I would have done more sits to him anyway. ^^*
~*~
"Miroku? Come on, talk to me! Please?" Sango said.
Miroku hadn't said a word to her after her...sit party.
"I'm sorry! Come on, Miroku!" Sango whined.
Not a word.
"MIIIIIIIIIIIROOOOOOOOOOOOKUUUUU!" Sango yelled. "TALK TO MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
After no response, Sango tried a slightly different approach. "Say something or I'll say the s-word."
"Something."
"Oh! You're impossible!" Sango shrieked. She walked away and soon came back with what oddly resembled a frying pan. She slammed it over Miroku's head as hard as she could. "TALK!"
"OWW! YOU STUPID FUCKING DAMN BITCH FROM HELL!" Miroku shouted, holding his head in pain.
"Colorful vocabulary." Sango blinked.
"Waaaaaaah!!! Moooooooommy!!! HE SAID THE FUCK-WORD AND THE DAMN-WORD AND THE BITCH-WORD!!!" A little girl ran by screaming.
"..."
"That was awkward and random." Sango stated. "Oh, and you're a bastard." ^^
"Thank you, Lady Sango. I do not deserve the compliment you have given me." Miroku said sarcastically.
Sango suddenly (and quite randomly) burst into tears and hugged Miroku. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE NEVER GOING TO TALK TO ME AGAIN, WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
"Uh..." Was Miroku's intelligent response as he patted Sango's back comfortingly. He didn't dare let his hand go south.
Sango smirked. It seemed as if the tears were fake. Her plan worked. "Miroku..."
"Yeah?"
"TRICKED YOU!" Sango exclaimed as she pulled away from him, a huge smile on her face.
"That was a dirty trick, Lady Sango. I almost fell for it." Miroku said, smirking.
"Huh?" And that's when she felt it. Something crawling up her back.
"AHH! WHAT DID YOU PUT ON MY BACK?!" Sango shrieked, jumping around, trying to swipe whatever it was off her back. It was just out of her reach.
"This time it really is a spider." Miroku stated.
"WHAT?! GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!!!" Sango screamed. "IT'S GOING TO BITE ME, AND POISON ME, AND, AND, AND GET IT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"All right, all right, stop and turn around." Miroku ordered.
Sango bit her bottom lip and stopped jumping around. She turned her back to Miroku.
Miroku rolled his eyes and swiped the small spider off Sango's back. "Chicken."
Sango turned around, her eyes blazing. "Why did you put a spider on my back?"
"It's a little something called pay back, my dear Sango." Miroku said, smirking.
Sango took one of her shoes off and smirked at Miroku. "All right." She then proceeded to hit him over the head continuously with her shoe. "THIS IS PAY BACK, MY 'DEAR' MIROKU!!!"
"Hey! Not fair!" Miroku hollered as he put his arms above his head in an attempt to get it to stop.
"NOT FAIR TO YOU, BUT A HELL OF A LOT OF FUN TO ME!" Sango exclaimed as she continued to hit him with her shoe.
Soon Sango calmed down and put her shoe back on. "So, Miroku, do you have a headache?"
Miroku glared at her. "Hai."
Sango grinned. "Good."
"Sango..." Miroku said.
"Hai?" Sango asked.
"What was wrong with that little kid at your house?" Miroku inquired.
"You mean Souta? Oh, he was on a sugar high." Sango said casually.
Miroku nodded, though not really understanding.
"So, Miroku...why did you totally flip when I asked you about Yukiko?" Sango asked. She noticed Miroku becoming tense.
"Because." Miroku stated.
"Because why? Tell me. I won't get mad, and I won't tell anyone else." Sango whined.
"Because I'm not ready to talk about her." Miroku said.
"Oh. Okay! Well, when you are, will you tell me about her?" Sango asked with a huge smile.
"Y-yeah, sure." Miroku stuttered.
"Thanks. So, whatcha gonna do today?" Sango asked.
"Think of tricks to play on you when you're sleeping." Miroku teased.
"Hey!" Sango exclaimed.
"Seriously, though, I don't know." Miroku said. "I'll just go along with whatever happens."
"Aww, you must be bored. Hey, I'm sure I have some old games at home! Let me go home and I'll grab some! We could play Twister, or Sorry, or Monopoly, or Pretty Pretty Princess!" Sango babbled on.
Miroku just stood their confused.
"Of course, I don't think you'd like Pretty Pretty Princess! The object of the game is to have the crown when all the jewelry is gone! And you have to wear the jewelry! So maybe we could play..."
"Just go get the game." Miroku mumbled.
"All right! Be right back!" Sango called then rushed off to the well.
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Princess Kat: ^^ Done. I'll have another chapter out soon! Trust me.
^^* I just have to let you know! Miroku and Sango won't be playing any games. In fact, Sango won't even get to the well...