Disclaimer~ I don't own Inuyasha or any related characters.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Author's note~ Wow, I can't believe it's finally the last chapter. I decided to update today because Aamalie told me it was 2 months ago I started this fic, so I decided it was a perfect day to end it. I also want to dedicate this chapter to anyone and everyone who ever pressed a blade to their skin, I sort of lost sight of that in the story but I guess the room message I was every trying to show was that life is a series of ongoing tragedies. What makes life worth living is to see the end of each tragedy. Here's the end of this one. Thanks everyone, you're all great.
Chapter 20
Kagome shifted uncomfortably in Inuyasha's lap, she had been sitting with him outside Sango's bedroom door since mid-morning after she heard the news that Miroku had left. It was now around 4 in the afternoon and she still hadn't come out yet. Kagome and Inuyasha had come over to try and coax her out but nothing was working.
Inuyasha let out a long groan. "This is stupid Kagome. Let's just go with my idea and smoke her out. We aren't going anywhere with this."
"Inuyasha." Kagome shot him one of her infamous death glares. She was far from in the mood for his ruthless ideas. "Sango isn't an animal she's a person, I told you that already. We need to be supportive friends and stick by her no matter what." Kagome's stomach let out a long rumbling sound. *Sweat drop* "Being a supportive friend is too much work. Inuyasha, you have my permission to smoke her out."
Inuyasha shook his head. "Nope, sorry Kag but know that you want me to I can't. That's how these things go. We'll wait." An evil grin spread quickly across his face, he loved annoying Kagome like that.
"Damn you," she muttered silently under her breath. She crossed her arms and slowly laxed back into Inuyasha's lap. She knew it would be a while before she could get her friend to come out.
Inuyasha leaned back and pounded his fist on the door a few times. "Sango, are you going to come out yet or are we stuck here all night?"
"Hope you brought a pillow!" she called from her room.
Inuyasha let out a low growl. "Just come out of that damn room already, you can stay in there forever. Eventually you're going to get extremely hungry or will have to use the bathroom so just end it now Sango."
Kagome sighed and shook her head. "You're such a smooth talker Inuyasha."
"No! I told you I'm not coming out, you can just go home because you're wasting your time here."
Inuyasha pounded the door in frustration and locked his arms back around Kagome's waist. "This is more difficult than I thought."
Hashikkoi appeared on the stair landing with Kohaku both of them looking concerned.
"Any luck?" asked Kohaku, his boyish face full of doubt and worry.
Kagome and Inuyasha shook their heads. "No luck, sorry."
"Damn." Hashikkoi balled up a tight fist. "She's so stubborn just like her mother."
"Keh. She's your daughter, can't you do anything about this?" Inuyasha looked over Hashikkoi with an annoyed look. He wasn't a very happy camper, he had wasted a whole day sitting outside a door with little to eat and little sleep. Sango's father should be the one doing this, not him.
Hashikkoi was silent for a moment looking for the right words. "I wish I could do something about this, but Sango is too much of a free spirit you could say to ever listen to reason. She has to come out on her own or not at all."
Inuyasha snorted at this. "I could always break down the door and drag her out if you wanted."
Everyone in the hall began starring daggers at Inuyasha. The comment couldn't have come at a worse time. Everyone was very much on edge and not in the mood for jokes, even if he wasn't joking. Nobody was in a good mood.
Inuyasha squirmed uncomfortably trying to avoid everyone's glares. "Okay. Maybe not." He banged the back of his head against the door and let out a sigh. 'Sango please come out soon, for all our sakes.'
Sango let out another muffled and frustrated scream. That was all she was able to muster out of herself all day. One moment she felt angry and frustrated the next she was broke down in tears. There could be no happy median for her in such a situation. It was a constant downhill spiral, every second she was without him she felt worse and worse.
"God," she whispered silently. "What am I going to do? It's true I'll eventually have to leave this room, but I just don't want to go out and face the world. I just want to curl up in a little ball and never come out."
'Liar.'
Sango let out a long groan. "Great, my voice in my head is back. I must be going insane."
'Yes, now shut up and listen to your inner voice before you go really insane try to kill yourself or something dumb like that.'
Sango scoffed. "I don't have the courage to do something like that."
'You're just feeling sorry for yourself. If you're so convinced that you're the one who drove Miroku away you should do something about it. Sulking wont help.'
"Shut up!" she growled.
'Doesn't the truth suck? Here's my point, you're not going to ever get over Miroku if you don't accept that you're not the cause for his leaving.'
"I don't want to get over him! I love him. I love him, damnit." Sango tried to control her sobs knowing the others outside her door could easily hear her.
'If you love him then you shouldn't be in your room crying.'
"What else can I do? I don't know how else I can get rid of this raw emotion I'm feeling."
'One way or another you know that this isn't over yet. You have to talk to him somehow or at least forgive yourself. Otherwise moving on will feel impossible.'
Sango buried her face deep into her pillow. "Even my stupid voices in my head know better than I do. I must be insane, yes; I'm going insane without you Miroku. I need you so bad."
Miroku let out another long moan as the scenery moved slowly by. Everything looked the same and you could barely tell if you've moved one inch or one mile. The trip was long and tedious and he hadn't uttered one word to his aunt the whole time. 'Why should I even talk to her? If it weren't for her I would have never had to leave. Damn aunt.'
"Miroku, we're almost there. Should be about ten minutes now."
"Yeah, that's nice," he muttered. 'Ten minutes too long for my taste.'
She bit her lip wondering if anything she could say would hit home at all or start up some sort of conversation. "Did you have a girlfriend back home?"
Miroku shot her a look that looked like he was about to put a riffle to his poor aunt's head. "I did, till I had to leave. I wonder who's fault that is," he grumbled in a barely audible tone.
Miroku's aunt sadly had impeccable hearing and easily picked up on that small side comment. She let out a long sigh, talking to Miroku was like talking to a brick wall. "I'm sorry you're mad about this but believe me when I say this isn't the end of the world. You'll make new friends, and there will be other girls."
Miroku seethed under his breath, what little control he had was quickly leaving him. He didn't say anything back to her; he didn't want to loose control after he had made it so far.
"Besides, I would think you'd want to leave everything that happened in that town behind you. It sounds like there was nothing there but bad memories."
At this point Miroku was biting his lip so hard blood was beginning to dribble out. 'Damnit, I can't take much more of this.' He merely nodded, not wanting to take the risk of saying anything.
Miroku's aunt had enough she pulled over and brought the car to a dead stop. "What the hell is your problem? I'm trying to be nice to you and all you've been doing this whole car ride is scowling at me and ignoring everything I say. I could just as easily turn around and bring you back to that hell hole you came from."
Her small breakdown was nothing compared to the melt down Miroku was about to have. "Shut the fuck up! All you've been doing this whole god damn car ride is trying to make me feel better and reassure me everything is going to be fine. Everything isn't fine you stupid bitch! Because of you I had to leave that "hell hole" and I'll never see my girlfriend again. She was everything to me! If it wasn't for her I would have killed myself a long time ago. So stop your bitching and leave me the hell alone, because you have no idea what I'm going through!" Miroku smashed his fist into his side window, putting a small crack in it. He let out a few ragged breaths and tried to calm himself.
The look on his aunt's face was indescribable. So much emotion running through her anger, sadness, regret, frustration, and everything else imaginable. She didn't say anything else and put the car back in drive. There was nothing else to say, she was too pissed to even utter a word.
The rest of the ride went smoothly if you don't count the death glares being exchanged between Miroku and his aunt. Already things weren't looking good and he hadn't even started living with her yet.
The car pulled up the driveway and Miroku sat quietly in the car. He took one look at the house and wanted to run, it was pink! A pink house with an arrangement of pink flamingo statues in the front yard. "What the fuck."
"Are you getting out of the damn car, or are you just going to stare at my lawn?"
"Just stare," he replied coldly. "I don't think I can go inside that house."
"You will if you want somewhere to stay."
He let out a moan and with an amazing amount of effort he managed to step foot out of the car. He slowly walked up the walkway taking his dear sweet time. He was in no hurry to reach hell, which happened to be pink, happy, and very scary.
His aunt impatiently waited for him at the door as she watched him drag his feet. "What the hell is the problem? I don't have the whole damn day to wait for you."
"Don't blame me, the flamingos are staring at me. I'm starting to get paranoid. Speaking of which, what the fuck is up with all the pink!?"
She let out a long sigh. "Pink is suppose to relax you, I have a severe anger management problem. Now will you please get in the damn house!" (a/n I know what you're thinking and I did actually read in a book that pink helps relax some people. So I though what the hell)
"Great," he muttered. "I'm moving in with a psycho, lucky me!" Miroku put on a fake enthusiastic smile and managed to get himself to the door. "Open the gates of hell at will."
"Har har har." The door swung open and hell was unleashed. Miroku nearly had a heart attack looking at the house. Everything was pink! Every goddamn thing. Miroku gripped his heart in a panic attack. "You weren't kidding about that anger management were you?" His aunt gave him no reply so he carefully crept inside the house taking a hint that she was pissed. He couldn't help but shudder, it truly was the house from hell.
"Well, if this is hell for you then you should enjoy this place a whole lot."
Miroku gave a mocking laugh. *cough*bitch*cough* He sat down at the small kitchen table and banged his head against it. "Damn, it didn't work. I was hoping to break my head open. Oh well, I can always jump off the roof."
"Here." She slammed a can of Vanilla Coke in his face. "Welcome home."
Miroku's eyes darted to the Coke sitting there in his face. He let out a long sigh and banged his head against the table again. 'What am I doing here? This is all so messed up, I should have never left. This place isn't a home, I'll end up dying before I make it out of here alive. No, I should be where I belong. With Sango.'
She pulled up a chair and sat across from him at the table. She cracked opened a can of Root Bear. "Something wrong?"
"Yeah."
"What is it?"
"I'm sorry but I have to depart."
"What!" She spat out what Root Bear she had just drank across the table. "What the hell are you talking about!?"
He sighed and stared down at his Coke can. "I made a big mistake in coming here. I can already tell things aren't going to work out. I have to go back."
"I'll be damned if I let you go. You don't have anything to go back to. And there's no way in hell I'm driving you all the way back."
"I know," he said quietly. "I'll get back one way or another. I have to see her. I have to see Sango." Miroku pulled out of his chair grabbed his can of coke and ran out the door. Not for a moment did he look back, he could hear his aunt's screaming, but he didn't detour. He ran off the front lawn and began his long trek home. "Sango, I'm coming.
Inuyasha took another glance over at Sango's door. He was starting to get worried, he hadn't heard a peep out of Sango for hours. "Hey Kagome, do you think she's alright? I haven't heard any noise for some time now."
Kagome let out a long yawn as she nuzzled her head into the crook of Inuyasha's neck. "She's probably asleep Inuyasha you're worrying too much."
He shrugged, "Maybe. But you know, this would be a good time to get her out of that room. If she's sleeping she can't protest and we can finally end this stupid game. What do you think, Kagome?" Inuyasha peered down at his be-loved but noticed her eyes closed tightly, and the sweet rhythmic sound of her breathing.
He smiled and shook his head. "Excuse me if I move you." Inuyasha motioned to get up but was for some reason stopped by her hand clinging to his sleeve. "Kagome?"
"Inuyasha don't go, Sango is. Sango is."
"Sango is what Kagome!?" Inuyasha couldn't help but be frustrated. After the hell he had gone through today he had a reason to be.
Kagome smiled and pulled herself up to Inuyasha's face whispering silently in his ear, "Sango is going to get through this. Let her get through this."
"Kagome." He sat back down and positioned her head in his lap. He played with her hair while she was off in the wonderment of dreamland. 'Sango, I'll trust Kagome and leave the rest to you. Don't disappoint me.'
Miroku let out a long sigh. He had been walking for what felt like hours and had quickly found hitch hiking unsuccessful. He carelessly tripped over his own feet and fell to the hard pavement below. His body ached from all the walking and he felt like he wasn't able to go on. "Damnit. I have to get up. I've got to get back to Sango, even if it kills me." Miroku sat up and struggled to his feet. He saw a flash of light behind him, screeching tires, and everything suddenly went dark.
He struggled to open his eyes at first but they quickly opened when he saw where he was. He was lying in the back seat of a car. "What the hell?"
"Ah so you're up. Are you okay? You were standing right in the middle of the street I nearly hit you."
"You mean you didn't?"
"No, you just fell unconscious after I found you."
"You sound familiar."
"Well I should, after all I just saw you this morning."
Miroku let out an exasperated laugh. "Dr. Okashii? You've got to be joking."
"No joke, I took a personal day and visited some relatives."
"I see." Miroku looked down at his feet worried what she might have to say next. "Please say you aren't going to drive me back to my aunt's."
"Nope."
Miroku's face lit up like a light bulb. "Really? You aren't?"
She nodded. "There's no point in it, you'll just run away again."
"I'm sorry, but I had my reasons."
"It's fine. Let's just get you back home."
Miroku smiled, his face bright and happy for the first time that day. "Yeah, home."
Sango squinted open her eyes and looked over at her nightstand. The alarm clock read 11:00 pm. "Damn, I must have fallen asleep at some point. I'm surprised Inuyasha didn't come in here and drag me out. Funny." She let out a long sigh and looked up at her ceiling. "What now?"
"How bout if someone paid you a little visit?"
Sango's heart leapt at the sound of Miroku's voice. "Miroku! Is that you!? It can't be you."
He smiled and nodded. "If you need to see me you can always open that door."
Sango fell out of bed and scampered over to the door. Unlocking it and turning the knob quickly not wanting to wait a second longer without seeing him. She flung the door open and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him into a deep sensual kiss.
Miroku slowly moved his way over to Sango's bed with her draped all over him and gently set her down. "I take it that you missed me."
"Yes!" She squeezed him tightly making sure that he was really there and it wasn't all just a dream. "I thought I'd never see you again."
He stroked her long silky black hair happy to feel it between his fingers. "I couldn't live with myself if I left you here all alone. I missed you so much too, I'm sorry it took me so long to realize this was where I really belong. I don't care about second chances or fresh starts. I just want to be here with you."
"Miroku." Sango let go of him all at once and concentrated all her energy into one daring kiss. All her passion she could muster pouring out into his lips. She was spilling her soul to him.
Miroku could only do the same for her he had wanted this for so long. To be blissfully alone with her, to have her all to himself with no restrictions or complications. It was just him and her, alone with nothing but each other. Miroku reluctantly parted from the kiss and caught his breath for a brief moment.
"I forgot to tell you something important. On my way back here a car almost hit me. The driver happened to be Dr. Okashii on the way here we discussed where I was going to live and she thought it best I stayed with her at her apartment." Miroku leaned back in wanting to feel more of her sweet lips.
Sango surprisingly refused him. "Wait. What does that mean?"
"You're stuck with me."
"Oh. Where were we?" She smiled and smothered his body with soft kisses and little nibbles. Slowly eating him bit by bit by bit. Miroku had his own sweet pleasures out of Sango and by the time the night was through they must have touched ever inch of each other's body.
The two of them curled up with each other in her bed both with sweet dreams circulating in their heads, the nightmares clouding them had dissipated and now only happy things were on the horizon. It was finally over, what seemed to be an endless tragedy had found its end.
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WOW! I'm amazed I managed to finish the chapter. I'm so sorry but I don't have time to write reviewer thanks. I will add a special reviewer thanks page tomorrow. But not tonight I'm so sorry. But look for a preview of my next story in my next update. Thanks to all you reviewers, you all kick ass! ^_^
Adios for now
Zero.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Author's note~ Wow, I can't believe it's finally the last chapter. I decided to update today because Aamalie told me it was 2 months ago I started this fic, so I decided it was a perfect day to end it. I also want to dedicate this chapter to anyone and everyone who ever pressed a blade to their skin, I sort of lost sight of that in the story but I guess the room message I was every trying to show was that life is a series of ongoing tragedies. What makes life worth living is to see the end of each tragedy. Here's the end of this one. Thanks everyone, you're all great.
Chapter 20
Kagome shifted uncomfortably in Inuyasha's lap, she had been sitting with him outside Sango's bedroom door since mid-morning after she heard the news that Miroku had left. It was now around 4 in the afternoon and she still hadn't come out yet. Kagome and Inuyasha had come over to try and coax her out but nothing was working.
Inuyasha let out a long groan. "This is stupid Kagome. Let's just go with my idea and smoke her out. We aren't going anywhere with this."
"Inuyasha." Kagome shot him one of her infamous death glares. She was far from in the mood for his ruthless ideas. "Sango isn't an animal she's a person, I told you that already. We need to be supportive friends and stick by her no matter what." Kagome's stomach let out a long rumbling sound. *Sweat drop* "Being a supportive friend is too much work. Inuyasha, you have my permission to smoke her out."
Inuyasha shook his head. "Nope, sorry Kag but know that you want me to I can't. That's how these things go. We'll wait." An evil grin spread quickly across his face, he loved annoying Kagome like that.
"Damn you," she muttered silently under her breath. She crossed her arms and slowly laxed back into Inuyasha's lap. She knew it would be a while before she could get her friend to come out.
Inuyasha leaned back and pounded his fist on the door a few times. "Sango, are you going to come out yet or are we stuck here all night?"
"Hope you brought a pillow!" she called from her room.
Inuyasha let out a low growl. "Just come out of that damn room already, you can stay in there forever. Eventually you're going to get extremely hungry or will have to use the bathroom so just end it now Sango."
Kagome sighed and shook her head. "You're such a smooth talker Inuyasha."
"No! I told you I'm not coming out, you can just go home because you're wasting your time here."
Inuyasha pounded the door in frustration and locked his arms back around Kagome's waist. "This is more difficult than I thought."
Hashikkoi appeared on the stair landing with Kohaku both of them looking concerned.
"Any luck?" asked Kohaku, his boyish face full of doubt and worry.
Kagome and Inuyasha shook their heads. "No luck, sorry."
"Damn." Hashikkoi balled up a tight fist. "She's so stubborn just like her mother."
"Keh. She's your daughter, can't you do anything about this?" Inuyasha looked over Hashikkoi with an annoyed look. He wasn't a very happy camper, he had wasted a whole day sitting outside a door with little to eat and little sleep. Sango's father should be the one doing this, not him.
Hashikkoi was silent for a moment looking for the right words. "I wish I could do something about this, but Sango is too much of a free spirit you could say to ever listen to reason. She has to come out on her own or not at all."
Inuyasha snorted at this. "I could always break down the door and drag her out if you wanted."
Everyone in the hall began starring daggers at Inuyasha. The comment couldn't have come at a worse time. Everyone was very much on edge and not in the mood for jokes, even if he wasn't joking. Nobody was in a good mood.
Inuyasha squirmed uncomfortably trying to avoid everyone's glares. "Okay. Maybe not." He banged the back of his head against the door and let out a sigh. 'Sango please come out soon, for all our sakes.'
Sango let out another muffled and frustrated scream. That was all she was able to muster out of herself all day. One moment she felt angry and frustrated the next she was broke down in tears. There could be no happy median for her in such a situation. It was a constant downhill spiral, every second she was without him she felt worse and worse.
"God," she whispered silently. "What am I going to do? It's true I'll eventually have to leave this room, but I just don't want to go out and face the world. I just want to curl up in a little ball and never come out."
'Liar.'
Sango let out a long groan. "Great, my voice in my head is back. I must be going insane."
'Yes, now shut up and listen to your inner voice before you go really insane try to kill yourself or something dumb like that.'
Sango scoffed. "I don't have the courage to do something like that."
'You're just feeling sorry for yourself. If you're so convinced that you're the one who drove Miroku away you should do something about it. Sulking wont help.'
"Shut up!" she growled.
'Doesn't the truth suck? Here's my point, you're not going to ever get over Miroku if you don't accept that you're not the cause for his leaving.'
"I don't want to get over him! I love him. I love him, damnit." Sango tried to control her sobs knowing the others outside her door could easily hear her.
'If you love him then you shouldn't be in your room crying.'
"What else can I do? I don't know how else I can get rid of this raw emotion I'm feeling."
'One way or another you know that this isn't over yet. You have to talk to him somehow or at least forgive yourself. Otherwise moving on will feel impossible.'
Sango buried her face deep into her pillow. "Even my stupid voices in my head know better than I do. I must be insane, yes; I'm going insane without you Miroku. I need you so bad."
Miroku let out another long moan as the scenery moved slowly by. Everything looked the same and you could barely tell if you've moved one inch or one mile. The trip was long and tedious and he hadn't uttered one word to his aunt the whole time. 'Why should I even talk to her? If it weren't for her I would have never had to leave. Damn aunt.'
"Miroku, we're almost there. Should be about ten minutes now."
"Yeah, that's nice," he muttered. 'Ten minutes too long for my taste.'
She bit her lip wondering if anything she could say would hit home at all or start up some sort of conversation. "Did you have a girlfriend back home?"
Miroku shot her a look that looked like he was about to put a riffle to his poor aunt's head. "I did, till I had to leave. I wonder who's fault that is," he grumbled in a barely audible tone.
Miroku's aunt sadly had impeccable hearing and easily picked up on that small side comment. She let out a long sigh, talking to Miroku was like talking to a brick wall. "I'm sorry you're mad about this but believe me when I say this isn't the end of the world. You'll make new friends, and there will be other girls."
Miroku seethed under his breath, what little control he had was quickly leaving him. He didn't say anything back to her; he didn't want to loose control after he had made it so far.
"Besides, I would think you'd want to leave everything that happened in that town behind you. It sounds like there was nothing there but bad memories."
At this point Miroku was biting his lip so hard blood was beginning to dribble out. 'Damnit, I can't take much more of this.' He merely nodded, not wanting to take the risk of saying anything.
Miroku's aunt had enough she pulled over and brought the car to a dead stop. "What the hell is your problem? I'm trying to be nice to you and all you've been doing this whole car ride is scowling at me and ignoring everything I say. I could just as easily turn around and bring you back to that hell hole you came from."
Her small breakdown was nothing compared to the melt down Miroku was about to have. "Shut the fuck up! All you've been doing this whole god damn car ride is trying to make me feel better and reassure me everything is going to be fine. Everything isn't fine you stupid bitch! Because of you I had to leave that "hell hole" and I'll never see my girlfriend again. She was everything to me! If it wasn't for her I would have killed myself a long time ago. So stop your bitching and leave me the hell alone, because you have no idea what I'm going through!" Miroku smashed his fist into his side window, putting a small crack in it. He let out a few ragged breaths and tried to calm himself.
The look on his aunt's face was indescribable. So much emotion running through her anger, sadness, regret, frustration, and everything else imaginable. She didn't say anything else and put the car back in drive. There was nothing else to say, she was too pissed to even utter a word.
The rest of the ride went smoothly if you don't count the death glares being exchanged between Miroku and his aunt. Already things weren't looking good and he hadn't even started living with her yet.
The car pulled up the driveway and Miroku sat quietly in the car. He took one look at the house and wanted to run, it was pink! A pink house with an arrangement of pink flamingo statues in the front yard. "What the fuck."
"Are you getting out of the damn car, or are you just going to stare at my lawn?"
"Just stare," he replied coldly. "I don't think I can go inside that house."
"You will if you want somewhere to stay."
He let out a moan and with an amazing amount of effort he managed to step foot out of the car. He slowly walked up the walkway taking his dear sweet time. He was in no hurry to reach hell, which happened to be pink, happy, and very scary.
His aunt impatiently waited for him at the door as she watched him drag his feet. "What the hell is the problem? I don't have the whole damn day to wait for you."
"Don't blame me, the flamingos are staring at me. I'm starting to get paranoid. Speaking of which, what the fuck is up with all the pink!?"
She let out a long sigh. "Pink is suppose to relax you, I have a severe anger management problem. Now will you please get in the damn house!" (a/n I know what you're thinking and I did actually read in a book that pink helps relax some people. So I though what the hell)
"Great," he muttered. "I'm moving in with a psycho, lucky me!" Miroku put on a fake enthusiastic smile and managed to get himself to the door. "Open the gates of hell at will."
"Har har har." The door swung open and hell was unleashed. Miroku nearly had a heart attack looking at the house. Everything was pink! Every goddamn thing. Miroku gripped his heart in a panic attack. "You weren't kidding about that anger management were you?" His aunt gave him no reply so he carefully crept inside the house taking a hint that she was pissed. He couldn't help but shudder, it truly was the house from hell.
"Well, if this is hell for you then you should enjoy this place a whole lot."
Miroku gave a mocking laugh. *cough*bitch*cough* He sat down at the small kitchen table and banged his head against it. "Damn, it didn't work. I was hoping to break my head open. Oh well, I can always jump off the roof."
"Here." She slammed a can of Vanilla Coke in his face. "Welcome home."
Miroku's eyes darted to the Coke sitting there in his face. He let out a long sigh and banged his head against the table again. 'What am I doing here? This is all so messed up, I should have never left. This place isn't a home, I'll end up dying before I make it out of here alive. No, I should be where I belong. With Sango.'
She pulled up a chair and sat across from him at the table. She cracked opened a can of Root Bear. "Something wrong?"
"Yeah."
"What is it?"
"I'm sorry but I have to depart."
"What!" She spat out what Root Bear she had just drank across the table. "What the hell are you talking about!?"
He sighed and stared down at his Coke can. "I made a big mistake in coming here. I can already tell things aren't going to work out. I have to go back."
"I'll be damned if I let you go. You don't have anything to go back to. And there's no way in hell I'm driving you all the way back."
"I know," he said quietly. "I'll get back one way or another. I have to see her. I have to see Sango." Miroku pulled out of his chair grabbed his can of coke and ran out the door. Not for a moment did he look back, he could hear his aunt's screaming, but he didn't detour. He ran off the front lawn and began his long trek home. "Sango, I'm coming.
Inuyasha took another glance over at Sango's door. He was starting to get worried, he hadn't heard a peep out of Sango for hours. "Hey Kagome, do you think she's alright? I haven't heard any noise for some time now."
Kagome let out a long yawn as she nuzzled her head into the crook of Inuyasha's neck. "She's probably asleep Inuyasha you're worrying too much."
He shrugged, "Maybe. But you know, this would be a good time to get her out of that room. If she's sleeping she can't protest and we can finally end this stupid game. What do you think, Kagome?" Inuyasha peered down at his be-loved but noticed her eyes closed tightly, and the sweet rhythmic sound of her breathing.
He smiled and shook his head. "Excuse me if I move you." Inuyasha motioned to get up but was for some reason stopped by her hand clinging to his sleeve. "Kagome?"
"Inuyasha don't go, Sango is. Sango is."
"Sango is what Kagome!?" Inuyasha couldn't help but be frustrated. After the hell he had gone through today he had a reason to be.
Kagome smiled and pulled herself up to Inuyasha's face whispering silently in his ear, "Sango is going to get through this. Let her get through this."
"Kagome." He sat back down and positioned her head in his lap. He played with her hair while she was off in the wonderment of dreamland. 'Sango, I'll trust Kagome and leave the rest to you. Don't disappoint me.'
Miroku let out a long sigh. He had been walking for what felt like hours and had quickly found hitch hiking unsuccessful. He carelessly tripped over his own feet and fell to the hard pavement below. His body ached from all the walking and he felt like he wasn't able to go on. "Damnit. I have to get up. I've got to get back to Sango, even if it kills me." Miroku sat up and struggled to his feet. He saw a flash of light behind him, screeching tires, and everything suddenly went dark.
He struggled to open his eyes at first but they quickly opened when he saw where he was. He was lying in the back seat of a car. "What the hell?"
"Ah so you're up. Are you okay? You were standing right in the middle of the street I nearly hit you."
"You mean you didn't?"
"No, you just fell unconscious after I found you."
"You sound familiar."
"Well I should, after all I just saw you this morning."
Miroku let out an exasperated laugh. "Dr. Okashii? You've got to be joking."
"No joke, I took a personal day and visited some relatives."
"I see." Miroku looked down at his feet worried what she might have to say next. "Please say you aren't going to drive me back to my aunt's."
"Nope."
Miroku's face lit up like a light bulb. "Really? You aren't?"
She nodded. "There's no point in it, you'll just run away again."
"I'm sorry, but I had my reasons."
"It's fine. Let's just get you back home."
Miroku smiled, his face bright and happy for the first time that day. "Yeah, home."
Sango squinted open her eyes and looked over at her nightstand. The alarm clock read 11:00 pm. "Damn, I must have fallen asleep at some point. I'm surprised Inuyasha didn't come in here and drag me out. Funny." She let out a long sigh and looked up at her ceiling. "What now?"
"How bout if someone paid you a little visit?"
Sango's heart leapt at the sound of Miroku's voice. "Miroku! Is that you!? It can't be you."
He smiled and nodded. "If you need to see me you can always open that door."
Sango fell out of bed and scampered over to the door. Unlocking it and turning the knob quickly not wanting to wait a second longer without seeing him. She flung the door open and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him into a deep sensual kiss.
Miroku slowly moved his way over to Sango's bed with her draped all over him and gently set her down. "I take it that you missed me."
"Yes!" She squeezed him tightly making sure that he was really there and it wasn't all just a dream. "I thought I'd never see you again."
He stroked her long silky black hair happy to feel it between his fingers. "I couldn't live with myself if I left you here all alone. I missed you so much too, I'm sorry it took me so long to realize this was where I really belong. I don't care about second chances or fresh starts. I just want to be here with you."
"Miroku." Sango let go of him all at once and concentrated all her energy into one daring kiss. All her passion she could muster pouring out into his lips. She was spilling her soul to him.
Miroku could only do the same for her he had wanted this for so long. To be blissfully alone with her, to have her all to himself with no restrictions or complications. It was just him and her, alone with nothing but each other. Miroku reluctantly parted from the kiss and caught his breath for a brief moment.
"I forgot to tell you something important. On my way back here a car almost hit me. The driver happened to be Dr. Okashii on the way here we discussed where I was going to live and she thought it best I stayed with her at her apartment." Miroku leaned back in wanting to feel more of her sweet lips.
Sango surprisingly refused him. "Wait. What does that mean?"
"You're stuck with me."
"Oh. Where were we?" She smiled and smothered his body with soft kisses and little nibbles. Slowly eating him bit by bit by bit. Miroku had his own sweet pleasures out of Sango and by the time the night was through they must have touched ever inch of each other's body.
The two of them curled up with each other in her bed both with sweet dreams circulating in their heads, the nightmares clouding them had dissipated and now only happy things were on the horizon. It was finally over, what seemed to be an endless tragedy had found its end.
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WOW! I'm amazed I managed to finish the chapter. I'm so sorry but I don't have time to write reviewer thanks. I will add a special reviewer thanks page tomorrow. But not tonight I'm so sorry. But look for a preview of my next story in my next update. Thanks to all you reviewers, you all kick ass! ^_^
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