Disclaimer~ I don't own Inuyasha or any related characters.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Dream sequence~ *Meep meep meep.*
Authors note~ I was very pleased with the reviews I had gotten from the last chapter. For a while I didn't think I hadn't gotten any. I never got any email conformations of reviews. But oh well, ff.net has been weird lately but as long as I get reviews I'm happy. I actually wrote this chapter around 3am. I couldn't sleep and these ideas just came rushing into my head. Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 7
Silence filled the table as the group eagerly awaited to see what Miroku would do.
Miroku plunged the spoon into his mouth and let whatever the hell it was he was eating slide down his throat. He pulled the spoon out of his mouth and nearly gagged. "I think I'm going to be sick." He stuck his stuck his tongue out and playfully tried to wipe the taste out of his mouth.
Sango shook her head in disgust, slightly chuckling. "You idiot. You really shouldn't eat strange things for money. You're going to end up getting sick if you keep this up."
Miroku groaned and clutched his stomach tightly. "But money," he wined. "I need money."
"Keh." Inuyasha crossed his arms and looked over at Miroku with great pity and contempt in his eyes. " Kagome was just playing with you, she doesn't really have $50 to waste watching you to eat strange things."
Miroku nearly had a heart attack hearing this. "WHAT! What the hell do you mean she doesn't have money to waste on me eating strange things!?"
Kagome laughed nervously, knowing that Miroku was furious and extremely desperate. "Calm down Miroku, it was just a little fun."
Miroku looked doubtfully at Kagome. "Fun for who?" His stomach began to gurgle and make strange noises. He looked down at it and moaned. "You're such a bitch, Kagome."
Sango was continually growing more concerned about Miroku's health. His stomach didn't sound too good and he didn't exactly look like a million bucks either. "Miroku you don't look so good. Maybe you should go to the nurse and lie down or something."
Kagome nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Sango is right. You don't look all that great and eating whatever you just ate didn't really help."
Inuyasha sneered. "And whose fault is that, Kagome?"
Kagome blushed a moment but immediately regained her composure. "Shut up! You were going along with it too!"
Inuyasha snorted. "Don't try to put the blame on me. I didn't say I'd give him $50 to have him eat something that would surely make him sick."
Kagome got up from her seat edging closer to Inuyasha. "Oh yeah," she was getting pissed. "Well, you didn't exactly try to stop me!"
Miroku let out a small groan. "Will you two shut the hell up? You're bickering is annoying as hell." Miroku's anger was slowly beginning to rise. The frustration of his day was beginning to get to him. "You're both assholes, now that that's settled you two can start acting mature for once."
Sango frowned deeply when she heard Miroku's comment. "Miroku. Yes, Kagome and Inuyasha can be such kids sometimes but you really shouldn't say things like that. It's not exactly friendly."
Miroku shot a cold glance over at Kagome. "Neither is tricking people." Miroku was going to say more but stopped himself. 'Sango is sort of right; I really shouldn't explode over this. I'm just so pissed though, it's hard not to bite someone's head off.' Miroku sighed and looked back over at Kagome, this time with a softer expression. "Sorry."
Kagome made an effort to smile half-heartedly at Miroku. "S'okay."
The table grew quite nobody really wanting to be the first to say anything. The bell rang and the students began poring out of the cafeteria. Still the group sat there, sort of dazed and off in their own worlds.
Inuyasha got up and walked off not saying a word. 'Man, that was sort of eerie. What the hell is bugging Miroku, I wonder?'
Kagome followed after slightly grinning at her two friends. "Well, ja guys." She quickly made a hasty exit trying to escape the odd feeling that loomed over the table. 'What's with Miroku? I know that was a mean trick I played on him, but he didn't need to get that pissed off.'
Miroku and Sango sat quietly at the table. Neither one of them wanting to say anything about what had just taken place.
Sango's sigh broke the silence as she stood up motioning for Miroku to come with her. "Come on, let's go. We're going to be late for our next class."
Miroku briskly shook his head. "No. I can't do that. Right now I'm so tired I can barely stand up. I think I'm going to collapse."
Sango extended her hand out to Miroku. "Then let me take you to the nurse. You really should go home and get some rest."
Miroku willingly accepted Sango's help and grasped her hand firmly. "For once I won't argue with you, Sango. I really do feel like shit."
"Okay then, come on lets go. The sooner we get you there the better."
Miroku nodded. "Kay." Miroku silently walked beside Sango, grateful she was escorting him to the nurse.
Sango felt a tad unease waking alone with Miroku in the hallways. She did have feelings for him but felt uncomfortable not knowing how she should respond to the situation. In other words she didn't know if she should make a move or not. She noticed he seemed a bit on edge and tried her best to make him feel more comfortable. She moved her hand closer to his and intertwined their fingers.
Miroku looked down at Sango's hand locked with his and back up at Sango. He blushed gently trying to hide his surprise. Even though he was surprised by this gesture he certainly didn't mind.
Sango's blush met Miroku's. The two were both fairly shy when it came to showing affection. However, this didn't detour them. They kept their hands tightly locked together all the way down to the nurse's office.
Miroku reluctantly let go of Sango's hand and smiled gently. "Thanks for taking me down here. I appreciate it."
Sango smiled back at him. "It wasn't a problem, just get better for me. Okay?"
Miroku nodded. "Right." He turned the knob and entered the office. Leaving Sango to get to her next class.
As soon as Miroku entered the nurse's office the nurse was all over him. Obviously concerned for his health considering how bad his face still looked and how fatigued he was. Not to mention eating the scary pudding- jello hybrid.
The nurse took one look at him and shook her head. "What happened to you?"
Miroku was somewhat annoyed with the nurse's obvious question but didn't say anything about it. "I got into a fight and lost, I didn't sleep hardly at all last night, and I ate the school's pudding/jello mixture."
The nurse smiled at Miroku, amused by his slight amount of humor on the matter. "I see, well eating anything of the school's is a health risk in itself but the other things certainly wouldn't help you to feel any better either."
Miroku stared at her a tad surprised by her take on the matter. He gave her that look that was saying, are you really a nurse, or are you just playing around? "So. Does that mean I can go home and stuff?"
She nodded. "Yeah it does, but first you need permission from a guardian to be sent home. Who should I call, your mother or father?"
"My parent's are dead, you need to call my guardian Kenji." Miroku gave the nurse a softer glace. "Why don't I just use your phone and call him?"
"Sure." The nurse pointed over to her desk in direction of the phone. "Give him a quick call and see what he says."
"Mkay." Miroku wearily picked up the phone and fumbled with the numbers trying to remember the exact number.
Ring.
Click. "Hello? This is Kenji Kenada speaking. How may I help you?"
"Kenji, it's me, Miroku."
"Miroku?" There was a long pause. "What did you do now?"
Miroku chuckled, trying to keep himself from exploding at him. "Well, it's actually not like that. I'm really sick and not feeling well and I really just want to go back home."
"I see. So then you're at the nurse's office no doubt. What did you tell her?"
Miroku frowned. "Tell her about what?"
"You're face, Miroku. No doubt she asked what happened to you. What did you tell her?"
Miroku shrugged. "I got into a fight."
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
Kenji let out a small sigh of relief, easily heard over the phone. "Okay, well I'm not going to be home for a while and I don't really want to leave you home all by yourself for that long. I can't leave work, I'm sorry. You'll just have to make it through the day."
Miroku tried to hold back the obvious dislike in his decision. "Right. See you later." Miroku slammed the phone back down on the receiver.
The nurse looked at Miroku a bit surprised by his actions. "Uh. So was that a no, or something?"
Miroku didn't say anything he just stood there utterly pissed. 'That bastard.' He looked over at the nurse who looked a little more than I bit confused. "I can go. It's not a problem."
She slowly nodded her head, drawling her speech. "Okay."
Miroku abruptly left the nurse's office slamming the door fiercely behind him. He ran down the hallways full speed to his locker. When he got there he fumbled with the lock and couldn't get it open. He slammed his fist against the locker putting a huge dent in it. He cringed in pain but didn't care. He landed several more blows into the locker and stopped feeling that his rage had finally left him He got his lock to open and quickly shoved his things into his backpack and ran out the side door, not wanting to be caught by the secretary.
He walked out the door unseen and slipped away from the campus. He didn't get far when he realized he didn't have anywhere to really go. He stopped and turned back around. He let out a long sigh as he stared at the school building. 'Now what the hell am I going to do? I can't go home, I forgot my key, and I can't go back to school since I already left and I'm going to be in big trouble as soon as I come back in. The only thing I really can do is go somewhere safe till Kenji gets home. Where is that?' Miroku scanned the campus looking for somewhere that wasn't in the open where he could sit and relax for a while.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a large tree standing by the side of the building. There was a small secluded area there clear of windows and doors that could easily get him caught. He slowly walked over to the tree and slumped down under its large trunk. He closed his eyes letting his exhaustion get the best of him and slipped off into sleep.
*Miroku lay motionless on his bed, his eyes were glazed over, and he held a knife covered in blood securely in his hand. Large gashes were all over his body; he looked like he was run over by a lawn mower. His wounds were like small streams of blood poring out of him. He lay surrounded in a pool of red. His body was numb and the lost of blood made him extremely cold. He was alone shivering and frightened.
He looked down at his hands covered in blood and let a small tear escape him. 'What have I become? There's so much blood, so much pain. It's too much.' Miroku raised the knife in his hand ready to add another mark on his body. 'I just can't take it, it's not worth going through this pain, it's just not.'
Miroku thrusted the knife downward ready to cut open his arm, but he stopped a moment. He sensed another presence in his room and looked towards the doorway. "Sango?"
Sango stood quietly in the doorway watching Miroku perform his act of self- mutilation. Her eyes were deep and blissful with the occasional tear falling. "Please, don't do it Miroku. You have to stop. This isn't right, don't hurt yourself."
Miroku began to shake intensely with fear. He moved the knife closer to his shoulder; the tip was gently pressed against his skin. "Close your eyes Sango, you don't to see this part." Miroku closed his eyes tightly and started to press down on the knife, a small dribble of blood coming out.
"No stop, Miroku!" Sango ran to his side but it was too late.
Miroku jabbed the knife deep into the side of his left shoulder and ran it down all the way through his arm stopping just before his hand. He pulled the knife out spattering blood all over his face and clothes. His arm was like one large laceration. Blood heavily flowed out of his wound. He looked down at his handy work and frowned. "I have to escape the pain, but doing it this way hurts so much. I can't stop, the feeling is too good, please Sango make me stop." Miroku pleadingly looked up at Sango and blacked out.*
"Miroku? Miroku?" Sango shook the unconscious Miroku vigorously. "Wake up, Miroku!"
Miroku opened his heavy eyes looking up at a blurry image of Sang standing beside him. "Sango? What are you doing here?"
Sango let out a sigh of relief seeing Miroku was finally awake. "I could ask you the same thing. What happened? Why aren't you home?"
Miroku blinked his eyes for a moment trying to recall where he was. "Home?"
"Yeah. You were sick and I brought you to the nurse's office so you could go home. Remember?"
Miroku nodded slowly. "Yes, I do now. Kenji didn't want me back home and I sort of lost it. I left school without permission and came here to lie low till school was out." Miroku moaned realizing how much trouble he was going to get into when he came back to school tomorrow. "I must have passed out or something, I can't remember."
Sango looked sadly at Miroku, she felt bad knowing he had spent the rest of the school day alone and outside for that matter. "Why couldn't you go home?"
Miroku scowled. "My guardian, Kenji didn't want me home by myself. He doesn't trust me a whole lot and I just couldn't bare the thought of staying in school."
Sango nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I could see why that would be. So what are you going to do now? You can't sit around and wait all night, it's going to be cooling down really soon."
Miroku shrugged. "I guess I could go home. Kenji wont be pleased when he finds out I skipped school, but I guess I don't have any other choice."
Sango stood up and extended her hand out to Miroku. "Come on, I'll walk with you."
Miroku smiled and gratefully took Sango's hand. "Thanks, I appreciate this. You really don't have to walk with me if you don't want to though."
Sango smirked. "I know that but I want to walk with you." Sango reached down and held Miroku's hand in hers.
Miroku smiled but this time didn't blush. He was continually feeling more comfortable with Sango. "Okay, lets get going."
The two walked out of the school premises hand in hand not saying a word to each other but just enjoying the other's presence.
Miroku was the first to break the silence, wanting to strike up a conversation with Sango. "I have to ask I never really figured this out. Why me? I don't get it. Why spend time with me, why care?"
Sango chuckled slightly. "I don't know why but I feel drawn to you in a way. Everything about you is so mysterious so dark. Part of me just wants to be near you to know what you're going through." Sango looked down at her feet. "It's funny, I can't get you out of my head."
Miroku was going to say something but couldn't find the right words. He just stared at Sango a moment completely surprised by her statement. He blushed slightly knowing that she was thinking of him. "I think about you a lot too. You're the first person next to Moushin who ever really cared about me. You're just so kind and gentle, I can't help but be near you."
Sango could feel her face heating up. Her voice seemed to silence under his kind words. "Miroku."
The two came to an abrupt halt just outside Miroku's front door. The mood was beginning to become quite intense and neither of the teens was quite ready to make a move.
Miroku looked over Sango in awe. Everything he wanted in a girl was standing right in front of him. Normally he would be all over her but this time it was different. This time he was really attracted to this girl and afraid of hurting her by pushing too hard. Miroku's lip began to quiver, every fiber in his being told him to kiss the girl. He held back not wanting to upset her.
Sango easily noticed Miroku's anxiety and started feeling extremely timid. "What's wrong? Is there something bothering you Miroku?"
He nodded solemnly. "Yeah, there is." Miroku paused a moment wondering if what he was about to say was a good idea. 'She might get angry and never want to speak to me again but. but. I just can't hold back my feelings any more. I have to say it now before it's too late.' "Sango, you're making it very hard for me not to lean over and kiss you right now." Miroku motioned for the door and began turning the knob.
Sango blushed fiercely and couldn't decide what to say to him. All she knew is she didn't want to miss her opportunity. She grabbed his shoulder pulling him away from the knob. "Wait."
Miroku looked at her curiously as if he were totally confused about her actions.
Sango smiled slightly trying to hide her nervousness. "I never said I didn't want you to kiss me."
Miroku grinned and gathered Sango up in his arms. Leaning over placing a soft delicate kiss on her lips. "I'm glad you said that, good night Sango. I'll see you tomorrow." Miroku turned around and walked in the front door, closing it gently behind him.
Sango stood on Miroku's doorstep for a moment. Her head was spinning, she wasn't expecting the kiss. It was really just wishful thinking. "Miroku." The soft kiss replayed in Sango's mind over and over again filling her with great warmth. She left his house taking one last glance and smiled. 'I wont soon forget that, Miroku Hatsaharu.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, that's all for this chapter. I know I didn't update real soon like I had planned on. Sorry for that folks, I got too pre-occupied and never got a chance to finish writing the chapter and putting it up. Any way, I'm happy to have gotten it up today. I'm a little surprised with myself though. I wasn't expecting the chapter to turn out this way. The original ending was completely different but I thought this one would be more befitting and would please you reviewers. I hope it did any way, so please tell me what you think. Review! Thanks! ^_^
Inu-shounen~ Thanks a lot, glad I'm able to get you high. Rissi-sama~ I know it was a crappy cliffy but hey, I'm evil so deal. Glad you liked the chapter though.
Small-buttercup~ To be honest I'm not sure how I'm going to make Inuyasha and Kagome's relationship on this fic. I'd have to think about that, I really don't have an answer for you. This is really a M/S fic so I haven't really been focusing anything on Kagome and Inu's relationship but we'll see how things go.
Sango-chan~ I was really happy to see you review again, and yes, fluff is good.
Aamalie~ Uh. Yeah. I have really nothing to say but you sure called it about not chickening out.
Lar-lar~ Thanks for the compliment, I do appreciate it.
Mikazuki Senshi~ Sorry about making you wait so long for an update. Hope this satisfies you.
Sweet Chaos~ I can't help but think you rolled a poem into that review purposely. Oh well, thanks for reviewing any way.
Rain angst~ Yes, Kagome is scary, very scary.
Blulily07~ Yes you are Kremmit!
Ryuki Forever~ Thanks for a fair and honest review, I appreciate that.
That's all for my reviewers, thanks so much to everyone who reviewed for chapter 6. You all kick so much ass, it's just incredible!
Next chapter, not sure what will happen exactly but no doubt something will happen. God knows I can't be nice for a chapter and have no conflict.
Expect the review any time between Friday or Sunday. I wouldn't guess any later than next Tuesday.
Adios for now,
Zero.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Dream sequence~ *Meep meep meep.*
Authors note~ I was very pleased with the reviews I had gotten from the last chapter. For a while I didn't think I hadn't gotten any. I never got any email conformations of reviews. But oh well, ff.net has been weird lately but as long as I get reviews I'm happy. I actually wrote this chapter around 3am. I couldn't sleep and these ideas just came rushing into my head. Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 7
Silence filled the table as the group eagerly awaited to see what Miroku would do.
Miroku plunged the spoon into his mouth and let whatever the hell it was he was eating slide down his throat. He pulled the spoon out of his mouth and nearly gagged. "I think I'm going to be sick." He stuck his stuck his tongue out and playfully tried to wipe the taste out of his mouth.
Sango shook her head in disgust, slightly chuckling. "You idiot. You really shouldn't eat strange things for money. You're going to end up getting sick if you keep this up."
Miroku groaned and clutched his stomach tightly. "But money," he wined. "I need money."
"Keh." Inuyasha crossed his arms and looked over at Miroku with great pity and contempt in his eyes. " Kagome was just playing with you, she doesn't really have $50 to waste watching you to eat strange things."
Miroku nearly had a heart attack hearing this. "WHAT! What the hell do you mean she doesn't have money to waste on me eating strange things!?"
Kagome laughed nervously, knowing that Miroku was furious and extremely desperate. "Calm down Miroku, it was just a little fun."
Miroku looked doubtfully at Kagome. "Fun for who?" His stomach began to gurgle and make strange noises. He looked down at it and moaned. "You're such a bitch, Kagome."
Sango was continually growing more concerned about Miroku's health. His stomach didn't sound too good and he didn't exactly look like a million bucks either. "Miroku you don't look so good. Maybe you should go to the nurse and lie down or something."
Kagome nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Sango is right. You don't look all that great and eating whatever you just ate didn't really help."
Inuyasha sneered. "And whose fault is that, Kagome?"
Kagome blushed a moment but immediately regained her composure. "Shut up! You were going along with it too!"
Inuyasha snorted. "Don't try to put the blame on me. I didn't say I'd give him $50 to have him eat something that would surely make him sick."
Kagome got up from her seat edging closer to Inuyasha. "Oh yeah," she was getting pissed. "Well, you didn't exactly try to stop me!"
Miroku let out a small groan. "Will you two shut the hell up? You're bickering is annoying as hell." Miroku's anger was slowly beginning to rise. The frustration of his day was beginning to get to him. "You're both assholes, now that that's settled you two can start acting mature for once."
Sango frowned deeply when she heard Miroku's comment. "Miroku. Yes, Kagome and Inuyasha can be such kids sometimes but you really shouldn't say things like that. It's not exactly friendly."
Miroku shot a cold glance over at Kagome. "Neither is tricking people." Miroku was going to say more but stopped himself. 'Sango is sort of right; I really shouldn't explode over this. I'm just so pissed though, it's hard not to bite someone's head off.' Miroku sighed and looked back over at Kagome, this time with a softer expression. "Sorry."
Kagome made an effort to smile half-heartedly at Miroku. "S'okay."
The table grew quite nobody really wanting to be the first to say anything. The bell rang and the students began poring out of the cafeteria. Still the group sat there, sort of dazed and off in their own worlds.
Inuyasha got up and walked off not saying a word. 'Man, that was sort of eerie. What the hell is bugging Miroku, I wonder?'
Kagome followed after slightly grinning at her two friends. "Well, ja guys." She quickly made a hasty exit trying to escape the odd feeling that loomed over the table. 'What's with Miroku? I know that was a mean trick I played on him, but he didn't need to get that pissed off.'
Miroku and Sango sat quietly at the table. Neither one of them wanting to say anything about what had just taken place.
Sango's sigh broke the silence as she stood up motioning for Miroku to come with her. "Come on, let's go. We're going to be late for our next class."
Miroku briskly shook his head. "No. I can't do that. Right now I'm so tired I can barely stand up. I think I'm going to collapse."
Sango extended her hand out to Miroku. "Then let me take you to the nurse. You really should go home and get some rest."
Miroku willingly accepted Sango's help and grasped her hand firmly. "For once I won't argue with you, Sango. I really do feel like shit."
"Okay then, come on lets go. The sooner we get you there the better."
Miroku nodded. "Kay." Miroku silently walked beside Sango, grateful she was escorting him to the nurse.
Sango felt a tad unease waking alone with Miroku in the hallways. She did have feelings for him but felt uncomfortable not knowing how she should respond to the situation. In other words she didn't know if she should make a move or not. She noticed he seemed a bit on edge and tried her best to make him feel more comfortable. She moved her hand closer to his and intertwined their fingers.
Miroku looked down at Sango's hand locked with his and back up at Sango. He blushed gently trying to hide his surprise. Even though he was surprised by this gesture he certainly didn't mind.
Sango's blush met Miroku's. The two were both fairly shy when it came to showing affection. However, this didn't detour them. They kept their hands tightly locked together all the way down to the nurse's office.
Miroku reluctantly let go of Sango's hand and smiled gently. "Thanks for taking me down here. I appreciate it."
Sango smiled back at him. "It wasn't a problem, just get better for me. Okay?"
Miroku nodded. "Right." He turned the knob and entered the office. Leaving Sango to get to her next class.
As soon as Miroku entered the nurse's office the nurse was all over him. Obviously concerned for his health considering how bad his face still looked and how fatigued he was. Not to mention eating the scary pudding- jello hybrid.
The nurse took one look at him and shook her head. "What happened to you?"
Miroku was somewhat annoyed with the nurse's obvious question but didn't say anything about it. "I got into a fight and lost, I didn't sleep hardly at all last night, and I ate the school's pudding/jello mixture."
The nurse smiled at Miroku, amused by his slight amount of humor on the matter. "I see, well eating anything of the school's is a health risk in itself but the other things certainly wouldn't help you to feel any better either."
Miroku stared at her a tad surprised by her take on the matter. He gave her that look that was saying, are you really a nurse, or are you just playing around? "So. Does that mean I can go home and stuff?"
She nodded. "Yeah it does, but first you need permission from a guardian to be sent home. Who should I call, your mother or father?"
"My parent's are dead, you need to call my guardian Kenji." Miroku gave the nurse a softer glace. "Why don't I just use your phone and call him?"
"Sure." The nurse pointed over to her desk in direction of the phone. "Give him a quick call and see what he says."
"Mkay." Miroku wearily picked up the phone and fumbled with the numbers trying to remember the exact number.
Ring.
Click. "Hello? This is Kenji Kenada speaking. How may I help you?"
"Kenji, it's me, Miroku."
"Miroku?" There was a long pause. "What did you do now?"
Miroku chuckled, trying to keep himself from exploding at him. "Well, it's actually not like that. I'm really sick and not feeling well and I really just want to go back home."
"I see. So then you're at the nurse's office no doubt. What did you tell her?"
Miroku frowned. "Tell her about what?"
"You're face, Miroku. No doubt she asked what happened to you. What did you tell her?"
Miroku shrugged. "I got into a fight."
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
Kenji let out a small sigh of relief, easily heard over the phone. "Okay, well I'm not going to be home for a while and I don't really want to leave you home all by yourself for that long. I can't leave work, I'm sorry. You'll just have to make it through the day."
Miroku tried to hold back the obvious dislike in his decision. "Right. See you later." Miroku slammed the phone back down on the receiver.
The nurse looked at Miroku a bit surprised by his actions. "Uh. So was that a no, or something?"
Miroku didn't say anything he just stood there utterly pissed. 'That bastard.' He looked over at the nurse who looked a little more than I bit confused. "I can go. It's not a problem."
She slowly nodded her head, drawling her speech. "Okay."
Miroku abruptly left the nurse's office slamming the door fiercely behind him. He ran down the hallways full speed to his locker. When he got there he fumbled with the lock and couldn't get it open. He slammed his fist against the locker putting a huge dent in it. He cringed in pain but didn't care. He landed several more blows into the locker and stopped feeling that his rage had finally left him He got his lock to open and quickly shoved his things into his backpack and ran out the side door, not wanting to be caught by the secretary.
He walked out the door unseen and slipped away from the campus. He didn't get far when he realized he didn't have anywhere to really go. He stopped and turned back around. He let out a long sigh as he stared at the school building. 'Now what the hell am I going to do? I can't go home, I forgot my key, and I can't go back to school since I already left and I'm going to be in big trouble as soon as I come back in. The only thing I really can do is go somewhere safe till Kenji gets home. Where is that?' Miroku scanned the campus looking for somewhere that wasn't in the open where he could sit and relax for a while.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a large tree standing by the side of the building. There was a small secluded area there clear of windows and doors that could easily get him caught. He slowly walked over to the tree and slumped down under its large trunk. He closed his eyes letting his exhaustion get the best of him and slipped off into sleep.
*Miroku lay motionless on his bed, his eyes were glazed over, and he held a knife covered in blood securely in his hand. Large gashes were all over his body; he looked like he was run over by a lawn mower. His wounds were like small streams of blood poring out of him. He lay surrounded in a pool of red. His body was numb and the lost of blood made him extremely cold. He was alone shivering and frightened.
He looked down at his hands covered in blood and let a small tear escape him. 'What have I become? There's so much blood, so much pain. It's too much.' Miroku raised the knife in his hand ready to add another mark on his body. 'I just can't take it, it's not worth going through this pain, it's just not.'
Miroku thrusted the knife downward ready to cut open his arm, but he stopped a moment. He sensed another presence in his room and looked towards the doorway. "Sango?"
Sango stood quietly in the doorway watching Miroku perform his act of self- mutilation. Her eyes were deep and blissful with the occasional tear falling. "Please, don't do it Miroku. You have to stop. This isn't right, don't hurt yourself."
Miroku began to shake intensely with fear. He moved the knife closer to his shoulder; the tip was gently pressed against his skin. "Close your eyes Sango, you don't to see this part." Miroku closed his eyes tightly and started to press down on the knife, a small dribble of blood coming out.
"No stop, Miroku!" Sango ran to his side but it was too late.
Miroku jabbed the knife deep into the side of his left shoulder and ran it down all the way through his arm stopping just before his hand. He pulled the knife out spattering blood all over his face and clothes. His arm was like one large laceration. Blood heavily flowed out of his wound. He looked down at his handy work and frowned. "I have to escape the pain, but doing it this way hurts so much. I can't stop, the feeling is too good, please Sango make me stop." Miroku pleadingly looked up at Sango and blacked out.*
"Miroku? Miroku?" Sango shook the unconscious Miroku vigorously. "Wake up, Miroku!"
Miroku opened his heavy eyes looking up at a blurry image of Sang standing beside him. "Sango? What are you doing here?"
Sango let out a sigh of relief seeing Miroku was finally awake. "I could ask you the same thing. What happened? Why aren't you home?"
Miroku blinked his eyes for a moment trying to recall where he was. "Home?"
"Yeah. You were sick and I brought you to the nurse's office so you could go home. Remember?"
Miroku nodded slowly. "Yes, I do now. Kenji didn't want me back home and I sort of lost it. I left school without permission and came here to lie low till school was out." Miroku moaned realizing how much trouble he was going to get into when he came back to school tomorrow. "I must have passed out or something, I can't remember."
Sango looked sadly at Miroku, she felt bad knowing he had spent the rest of the school day alone and outside for that matter. "Why couldn't you go home?"
Miroku scowled. "My guardian, Kenji didn't want me home by myself. He doesn't trust me a whole lot and I just couldn't bare the thought of staying in school."
Sango nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I could see why that would be. So what are you going to do now? You can't sit around and wait all night, it's going to be cooling down really soon."
Miroku shrugged. "I guess I could go home. Kenji wont be pleased when he finds out I skipped school, but I guess I don't have any other choice."
Sango stood up and extended her hand out to Miroku. "Come on, I'll walk with you."
Miroku smiled and gratefully took Sango's hand. "Thanks, I appreciate this. You really don't have to walk with me if you don't want to though."
Sango smirked. "I know that but I want to walk with you." Sango reached down and held Miroku's hand in hers.
Miroku smiled but this time didn't blush. He was continually feeling more comfortable with Sango. "Okay, lets get going."
The two walked out of the school premises hand in hand not saying a word to each other but just enjoying the other's presence.
Miroku was the first to break the silence, wanting to strike up a conversation with Sango. "I have to ask I never really figured this out. Why me? I don't get it. Why spend time with me, why care?"
Sango chuckled slightly. "I don't know why but I feel drawn to you in a way. Everything about you is so mysterious so dark. Part of me just wants to be near you to know what you're going through." Sango looked down at her feet. "It's funny, I can't get you out of my head."
Miroku was going to say something but couldn't find the right words. He just stared at Sango a moment completely surprised by her statement. He blushed slightly knowing that she was thinking of him. "I think about you a lot too. You're the first person next to Moushin who ever really cared about me. You're just so kind and gentle, I can't help but be near you."
Sango could feel her face heating up. Her voice seemed to silence under his kind words. "Miroku."
The two came to an abrupt halt just outside Miroku's front door. The mood was beginning to become quite intense and neither of the teens was quite ready to make a move.
Miroku looked over Sango in awe. Everything he wanted in a girl was standing right in front of him. Normally he would be all over her but this time it was different. This time he was really attracted to this girl and afraid of hurting her by pushing too hard. Miroku's lip began to quiver, every fiber in his being told him to kiss the girl. He held back not wanting to upset her.
Sango easily noticed Miroku's anxiety and started feeling extremely timid. "What's wrong? Is there something bothering you Miroku?"
He nodded solemnly. "Yeah, there is." Miroku paused a moment wondering if what he was about to say was a good idea. 'She might get angry and never want to speak to me again but. but. I just can't hold back my feelings any more. I have to say it now before it's too late.' "Sango, you're making it very hard for me not to lean over and kiss you right now." Miroku motioned for the door and began turning the knob.
Sango blushed fiercely and couldn't decide what to say to him. All she knew is she didn't want to miss her opportunity. She grabbed his shoulder pulling him away from the knob. "Wait."
Miroku looked at her curiously as if he were totally confused about her actions.
Sango smiled slightly trying to hide her nervousness. "I never said I didn't want you to kiss me."
Miroku grinned and gathered Sango up in his arms. Leaning over placing a soft delicate kiss on her lips. "I'm glad you said that, good night Sango. I'll see you tomorrow." Miroku turned around and walked in the front door, closing it gently behind him.
Sango stood on Miroku's doorstep for a moment. Her head was spinning, she wasn't expecting the kiss. It was really just wishful thinking. "Miroku." The soft kiss replayed in Sango's mind over and over again filling her with great warmth. She left his house taking one last glance and smiled. 'I wont soon forget that, Miroku Hatsaharu.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, that's all for this chapter. I know I didn't update real soon like I had planned on. Sorry for that folks, I got too pre-occupied and never got a chance to finish writing the chapter and putting it up. Any way, I'm happy to have gotten it up today. I'm a little surprised with myself though. I wasn't expecting the chapter to turn out this way. The original ending was completely different but I thought this one would be more befitting and would please you reviewers. I hope it did any way, so please tell me what you think. Review! Thanks! ^_^
Inu-shounen~ Thanks a lot, glad I'm able to get you high. Rissi-sama~ I know it was a crappy cliffy but hey, I'm evil so deal. Glad you liked the chapter though.
Small-buttercup~ To be honest I'm not sure how I'm going to make Inuyasha and Kagome's relationship on this fic. I'd have to think about that, I really don't have an answer for you. This is really a M/S fic so I haven't really been focusing anything on Kagome and Inu's relationship but we'll see how things go.
Sango-chan~ I was really happy to see you review again, and yes, fluff is good.
Aamalie~ Uh. Yeah. I have really nothing to say but you sure called it about not chickening out.
Lar-lar~ Thanks for the compliment, I do appreciate it.
Mikazuki Senshi~ Sorry about making you wait so long for an update. Hope this satisfies you.
Sweet Chaos~ I can't help but think you rolled a poem into that review purposely. Oh well, thanks for reviewing any way.
Rain angst~ Yes, Kagome is scary, very scary.
Blulily07~ Yes you are Kremmit!
Ryuki Forever~ Thanks for a fair and honest review, I appreciate that.
That's all for my reviewers, thanks so much to everyone who reviewed for chapter 6. You all kick so much ass, it's just incredible!
Next chapter, not sure what will happen exactly but no doubt something will happen. God knows I can't be nice for a chapter and have no conflict.
Expect the review any time between Friday or Sunday. I wouldn't guess any later than next Tuesday.
Adios for now,
Zero.