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It Takes Two
"Mother, why did you come back?"
"I wanted to see how you were doing, that's all," her mother replied as she washed the dishes.
Sango was sitting on the center of the stairs. It felt like she was imprisoned by the bars, but kept watch on her mother in the kitchen.
"Are you going to leave again?"
Her mother didn't respond.
"I saw your grades. . ."
'Damn, she always changes the subject on me. . .' Sango frowned.
"They're mediocre, and I'd like you to do better, Sango," her mother said calmly. "Your closet's a mess, you party too much. I want you to focus more on your studies. . .so I wish you wouldn't leave the house for now."
"In other words. . .I'm grounded," the girl summarized dully. "How am I going to see my friends?"
"School."
'The Halloween Dance. . .' the thought crossed her mind. 'I've been looking forward to it. How am I supposed to see him if I can only go to school?'
"You should go to sleep now," her mother called.
Sango left with pleasure and locked her door.
"Mother, the way you left me means I can't rely on anyone. . .only myself," she told herself. "And if that's the case. . .I'll have to sneak out on my own."
"You mean. . .your mother came back?" Kagome whispered to Sango in the library. She stared and did her homework diligently.
"Yeah, she grounded me due to," she then mocked her mothers voice, "mediocre averages."
"But Sango, what about the party?"
"I'll find a way," she glanced at her.
"You'll get in trouble for sneaking out," Kagome hissed.
She laughed quietly, "Am I that easy to figure out?"
'Miroku can't ask her if she doesn't go. . .' Kagome thought.
The girl waved her hands in front of Kagome's face. "Don't worry Kagome, I can do this. I've lived six years without her."
"But. . ."
"No, Kagome."
"But. . .!"
"Don't worry!"
She sighed in defeat. "Fine, but promise me you won't deceive her anymore after that dance."
"I promise," Sango said shyly as she crossed her fingers under the table.
The rain poured after school. Sango leaned against the wall to keep herself dry.
"Great. . ." she stated sarcastically. "This is what I get for not having a car. . ."
She winced as lightning cracked. The storm wasn't too serious, at least.
Reluctantly, she took a step and walked through the water droplets. Her hair began to soak, and her body felt cold as a wind brushed by her. Then, the rain suddenly stopped above her.
"Eh. . .?"
"Thought you needed some help," Miroku's voice soothed. He held an umbrella over her head. "What're you doing walking in the rain like that?"
"I don't have a car," she coughed, "Nor does a bus go through my area."
"My house is nearby," Miroku said, taking her hand, "I'll get you dried up. I'll drive you home afterwards."
"You walk to school?"
"Yeah, no point wasting gas if the school's five minutes away, right?"
The blankets Miroku had given her neatly warmed Sango. Her hair dried a bit after using a towel, and in the kitchen, Miroku fixed hot chocolate. This was the first time she had been to his house. He lived comfortably in an averaged sized house, not much bigger than hers.
"Here," he placed the cup on the table and sat next to her.
Being next to him made her cheeks warm, and little did she know she was doing the same to him.
"Miroku, what are you going to wear at the dance?" she tried to make conversation.
"I found some robes in the attic," he said a bit embarrassed, "I'd thought I'd go as a monk with this staff I found."
The girl laughed and moved the blankets away from her. "I'm going as a demon slayer, don't ask how I'll do it."
He slipped an arm around her waist, her head against his chest.
"Is this still pretend? Cause I don't believe your fan club would spy on us on a rainy day."
"Maybe," he teased.
She felt his heart beating fast. Maybe it was always like that? Kids with quick pulse rates tend to have fast metabolism. . .
'You like the think scientifically, don't you,' her conscious said.
'You again,' she seethed.
'Nice to know I'm welcome. Just get it through your head that you like him,' it said.
'It's all pretend,' she defied.
'That's what you think.'
"Wha?" Sango felt something on her --- "Hentai!" She smacked him into the other chair.
Well, no need to explain. At least it wasn't through the window.
"You're late," Sango's mother sipped her tea as the girl walked in.
"It was raining, not like I can get home easily. I had a friend drive me back."
"It took her an hour?"
'I shouldn't mention it's a guy. . .'
"Yeah, she needed to pick up some stuff first. Urgent errands."
Sango headed up to her room and locked the door again. Tomorrow would be the Halloween Dance. She had to plan her escape.
"I'll stick this small board under the window so I can open it. . ." She inspected that she could reach the tree outside her room. Closing the window would lock it automatically, but the board would take care of that. Her room would be locked anyway, and she was sure her mother never checked on her. If she did, she would be in a 'deep sleep' and wouldn't be able to hear her. "Perfect."
Sango crept into her bed, smiling as she thought of the dance tomorrow.
Inuyasha twitched. "What the hell did you get me?"
"What?" Kagome smiled innocently. Miroku chuckled behind her.
He was already wearing his oversized red kimono, and Kagome spent the whole day dyeing his hair silver. His dog-ears bothered him.
"Why do they move when someone talks?"
"Observe," Kagome cleared her throat and the three went quiet. She clapped her hands once.
The dog-ears twitched.
Clap.
Twitch.
Clap, clap.
Twitch, twitch.
Clap, clap, clap.
Twitch, twitch, twitch.
Cla---
"I think I get it now," Inuyasha growled.
"Hehe," Kagome giggled. "I'm sure Sango will be late, I heard she had some things to do before."
'Hope she doesn't get in trouble. . .'
"Ahh, I see," Miroku held his staff on his side. "Well, you look nice, Kagome."
She twirled in her priestess outfit, her hair tied up in a ponytail with a few strands framing her face. She hugged Inuyasha's arm. "Let's go."
Sango looked at her reflection. A tight black outfit with pink pads on her elbows, shoulders, and knees. A pink cloth was wrapped around her waist holding a sheath with no real sword, of course. Her hair was tied up and she had red eyeliner.
"Oh well, who knows what demon slayers looked like?" she shrugged at herself and moved to the window.
Sango took a deep breath and she began to climb out the window.
"Okay, here we go."
Kyosnekozukigirl- Yeah. . .I first thought Yuki was a girl when I first saw him. . .LOL.
Bluefuzzyelf- Oooh. Llma dance. . .how's that go?
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Three-Letter-Word- Girls do have power over their boyfriends. . .that's why girls rule! Mwahaha!
Lunatic Pandora1- ;_; Sorry, I dunno. . .on Word it's like, five pages, and I don't think that's short. . .Gomen-nasai!
Pensquared- Yeah yeah! Halloween chapter will be next. . .!
Shichini Kiwi Kasa- Hn? Miroku and Sango are. . .rather, WILL be together in the show. In fact, in Vol 30. . .he. . .:: Coughs :: Never mind, I won't spoil anything.
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Icecream0626- Haha. I never noticed "Love and Peace" was from Trigun. Well, I mean, I did know, but I didn't mean to use it there. Just thinkin' hippy style for Sango. Lol.
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