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It Takes Two
"Wake up," a distant voice cried. "Wake up!"
Sango could not open her eyes.
'What just happened?'
'You got hit by a car, you idiot,' her conscious replied.
'I'm talking to myself,' Sango thought dumbly.
'That's how it is when you're unconscious, you know.'
'Did anyone saved me?'
'I don't know,' it replied, 'You hit your head pretty hard though.'
"Get up already!" another voice called.
'Wake up,' her conscious ordered.
"Oh, shut up!" Sango's eyes jerked opened and sat up immediately. Her eyes began to focus after her head rush, and noticed she was inside someone's house, and on someone's bed. Her fingers felt a cloth on the side of her forehead.
Amber eyes stared back at her. "Feh," Inuyasha grumbled and looked at Kagome. "She's awake."
"I noticed that," Kagome rolled her eyes, but then looked at Sango with concern. "Are you okay?"
"I've had better days," she replied, shaking her head. "What happened?" She tasted something in her mouth, and placed her fingers on her tongue.
'Blood. . .'
"Miroku saved you."
Hearing 'Miroku' snapped her thoughts. "Where's Miroku? Is he okay?!"
"He's on the couch resting. He woke up a little while ago, telling us to check on you," Inuyasha explained.
"Yui got caught by the police for drinking and driving. Everyone was caught at the school, too," Kagome added.
Sango attempted to move out of bed, when she winced and felt a pain on her side. Immediately she knew Miroku had gotten her out of the way, and in the process, formed bruises on her side and knocked her unconscious with a blow to the head.
"You shouldn't move," Inuyasha warned.
'Miroku saved me,' she thought, and continued, limping a bit to the living room. There, Miroku sat on the couch, hands wrapped with little bloodstains on them.
Hearing footsteps, he opened an eye. "Sango!" he got up immediately. "Are you alright?"
She nodded, smiling a bit. "Thank you. I'm fine."
"I didn't think Yui would drink," he mumbled softly.
'It's my fault. . .' she thought. 'Because I agreed to be his girlfriend, she got so upset and used drinking to stress over it. . .'
"They shouldn't have brought alcohol, anyway," Kagome said, coming out of the room with her hand in Inuyasha's. "I guess we shouldn't go to any parties for a while. Our parents will freak!"
She gasped, remembering that Sango's mom had abandoned her when she was little, and now she had no one.
"It's alright," Sango forced a smile. "I guess I should get home."
"I'll drive you," Miroku insisted before Inuyasha could speak. "Don't worry, these injuries won't pain me," he held up his hands.
Sango merely nodded and headed for the door.
Sango shifted her weight against the door. Her forehead pressed against the window as she watched the scenery pass by.
From the corner of his eye, Miroku watched Sango, her face radiating every time a streetlight would go by, giving her skin a milky color. Her hand was placed over a torn piece of her sleeve. Her expression was difficult to read.
"Maybe it was a bad idea," Sango said.
Miroku focused his eyes on the road again. "What was? The party?"
"No, pretending to be your girlfriend."
'Pretending' repeated in his mind. It didn't feel 'pretend' to him at the dance.
He didn't reply as he turned a corner. In his heart, he had a burning hatred for Yui, even if she didn't do it intentionally. She had hurt one of his friends.
"Maybe," he muttered.
His reply earned a glance from Sango. "You don't care as long as you're not bombarded by girl's who are over obsessive."
'There she goes again,' he thought. 'Making me feel selfish. . .'
'He's selfish,' Sango thought, gripping her arm.
"I'm sorry."
She moved her forehead and leaned back against the seat. "What?"
"Sorry I took your uh," he hesitated a bit, "first kiss."
"I didn't mind," she turned red. She had meant that in her thoughts. 'Damn it!'
Miroku grinned, "You didn't?"
"It would've been better if you didn't, though," she replied quickly.
The car stopped in front of the small house in which Sango lived. She got out of the car and muttered 'thanks' as she closed it.
In the car, Miroku snapped his fingers. "She liked it!"
"Don't get any ideas, pervert!" Sango yelled over her shoulder.
"Eheh," Miroku scratched his cheek and sweatdropped.
The telephone's ring echoed in Sango's ear.
"Hello?" she grumbled, sitting up in her bed as she listened to the voice. The time read 11:45 AM.
"Sango-chan, meet at the ice cream parlor near the Tokyo Mall, okay? 12:00 sharp!"
Sango inwardly moaned. Her bruises were getting better, but her head was still a bit dizzy. "Okay," she replied, forcing herself out of bed.
'Kagome is too cheery,' she thought in her mind and rummaged through her closet.
She decided on a sleeveless white shirt, matching along with black jeans. She wrapped three chain necklaces below her choker, and placed her hair up.
"I'm going punk, or is it just me?" she muttered and slipped on black sneakers. "Oh well, I like the look anyhow."
When Sango parked, she saw Kagome there with three vacant seats outside.
She waved, "Kagome!"
Kagome slid back her seat and greeted her, taking her wrist to the line where Inuyasha and Miroku were. Each held two cones with chocolate ice cream.
"Here," Inuyasha handed Kagome one, and slipped his arm around her.
Miroku did the same, minus the arm part.
"It's melting already. . ." Sango murmured. A tiny line of chocolate had slid down and stained her shirt before she could lick.
He handed her his ice cream and came back with a few napkins. "Here, then."
Kagome and Inuyasha stared with big eyes, blinking, and sweatdropping.
'Miroku can't act gentlemen-like, can he,' Kagome sighed.
Sango twitched, then 'accidentally' knocked the ice cream against his cheek when she handed his cone back. "Here!"
"Hey!" he said with an eye closed.
"Idiot," Inuyasha muttered, grabbing an empty napkin holder, then threw it at the back of his head.
Unfortunately, the impact had caused Miroku knock his ice cream on Sango's shirt.
Kagome stepped on Inuyasha's foot.
"What was that for?!" the black-haired boy growled.
"You didn't have to throw the napkin holder at him!" she whispered harshly, but placed her ice cream against his face and stuck her tongue out.
His tongue licked the chocolate flavor, a smile placing his lips. "Ice cream fight!"
Kids around chattered, then began throwing their ice cream at each other.
Sango ducked under the table, avoiding the attacks, and Miroku followed along.
"Hehe," she smiled mischievously, and dumped her own cone on top of his head.
After the employers settled the fight, Kagome and Inuyasha walked out with ice cream all over them, Sango with a stained shirt and Miroku with a sticky hair.
"That was fun," Inuyasha smiled, earning glares from everyone. "Let's do it again sometime."
Bluefuzzyelf- LOL. :: Snaps fingers :: Reminds me of. . .weird people. XD
Kyosnekozukigirl- Hn. . .Is Kyo from Fruits Basket?
Soli-chan- Yes, I'm surprised I updated the previous chapter early. . .Hehe.
Venus Smurf- I'm glad you liked it! I'm no so good with humor though. . .
Pensquared- Of course. . .Miroku always gets slapped a lot! Haha!
Katy- I know, it IS a big improvement. But if he gropes her, she might not want to pretend anymore.
Lil-Strange-Person- I like #2, too! I wouldn't want to let Sango get hit by a car! ;_;
Story Weaver1- Weee! Attack of the evil cliffly! Kinda sounds like Attack of the Clones. . .o.O
Garnet Tribal 03- Hehe, Sango didn't mind the kiss. . .^.~ Yeah, driving drunk is never good. . .XD
RavenShadow- ^^ Thanks for reviewing! I hope I made this chapter kinda kawaii with the ice cream fight.
LivEvil- I'm glad I portrayed Yui as a bitch. . .LOL, I don't have much patience either, hee hee.
Hn, I hoped you liked this chapter. . .^^!