Chapter 6 things untold
Miroku sighed. Sango hadn't come back yet from her walk into the forest, and it was starting to get dark. He silently debated in his head what to do, and finally decided to go and see if she was all right. Normally it only took her a little while to cool down after he did something wrong. But it had never taken this long. He sighed and continued walking, a little faster than he had been before. He didn't know what he would do if anything had happened to her. HE knew he had deep feelings for Sango, but he knew she would never accept them, if he ever told her that is. He could imagine it. A lot of slapping and a very disgusted, and an unbelieving Sango.
Sango still lay curled up against the tree. Her tears had vanished, but they threatened to come back at any time. There was no hope for Kohaku. She knew one day, maybe soon, she would have to kill him with her own hands. Her own brother. She had tried before. But Inuyasha had stopped her. It seemed her courage had faded since then. Would she be able to do something like that again? It seemed hope was gone for her. Once Naraku was defeated she would have nowhere to go. Her friends would most likely leave, miroku included. She knew she had feelings for him. She freely admitted it. She had had feelings for him for a long time. But, she knew he wasn't interested. The only time he did seem to want to seem interested was when he groped her. But she knew that was only his way. He groped every woman he saw. He also asked every pretty woman he met to bear his child. Strangely, she just realized, she had remembered him ever asking her that question when he met her. ' Right.' she thought. ' I'm probably not the kind of girl he's looking for. I must not be as pretty and girlish as every other woman.' she sighed and closed her eyes again. Once naraku was defeated she would be alone. And it seemed right now that was the thing she most feared.
Miroku looked around, looking for any sign of Sango. So far there hadn't been any. As he rounded a bend on the perimeter of the forest he spotted her, curled up beneath and oak tree. " Sango..." he breathed below a whisper. It had been evident she had been crying, and the look on her face suggested she might start again at any moment.
She sighed. She had gotten over these sad times before. She had to be strong. She had to pull herself together. She finally opened her eyes, and prepared to stand, when she saw miroku not more than 15 feet away. How he snuck up on her, she didn't know. " Houshi-sama...." she whispered softly. " I.." Her eyes filling with more tears. Somehow seeing him now, seemed to make all her newfound confidence shatter.
"Sango... wh-what's wrong?" he asked moving closer to her, a look of worry obvious on his face. He had never seen Sango cry before. Ever.
Sango stood up, only to sink back to her knees once again. " Houshi-sama... I -I ...kohaku..You.." Her tears, unknowing to her, started to make their way down her face once again.
Miroku was shocked. ' kohaku... you' her voice echoed in his head. Him? What did she mean? Was he the reason she was crying, along with her brother kohaku? No. It couldn't be. Her brother had been taken from her, and was being possessed. She loved him. She would never love him. He moved closer to her, and knelt down.
Sango looked away, not willing to look at him, fearing she would just spill everything to him, like her mind was screaming for her to do. She didn't know what she would do if she did that. He would most likely deny her, and she couldn't live with that.
Sensing her uneasiness Miroku moved her face back towards him with his hand. " Sango please tell me whats wrong." He murmured reassuringly as he dared to move his gaze to her tear filled brown eyes. As he gazed into her eyes he could see how insecure she really was at this moment. It seemed the Sango he had seen before had never existed. All her confidence, her glowing energy. Gone. It seemed she was begging him, to just take her in his arms and never let her go, and the more he looked at her, his hold on himself seemed just to melt away. She needed him. Or so he thought in his mind.
Lucky for him, he wasn't far off. She did need someone. She was scared. Scared. The thing she had told Kohaku that everyone experienced. But it seemed so foreign to her. And on top of it all his voice just seemed to melt her self-control on herself. She wanted to tell him everything, and soon she could just hear herself talking to him, though she knew it would just end up hurting her in the end. " All my family is dead, I'm all alone, and soon I'm going to have to kill my own brother and once we complete the shikon shards everyone is going to leave, and I ... I'd be right back to where I started!" she let more tears escape from her eyes as she let these words escape from her mouth.
Miroku had to say he was shocked. He had never thought about the time to come. What would he do after they finished restoring the shikon no tama? A thought suddenly rushed through his mind at this. He didn't want to leave his friends. Hell he didn't want to leave Sango. She was the one. The one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. ' Wow...where did that come from..........but I-its true.' She was so beautiful, she has such spirit, and she had so much confidence in herself, at times anyway. But she could never love him. He was a lowly, good for nothing lecherous monk to her. (okay listening to sad song.. forgive me if it gets dramatic .;;;;)
" I don't want to be all alone again!" she seemed to cry out tears still falling from her eyes. By now, some of her long black hair had found a away to escape its ponytail, and now seemed to float in front of her face, mixing in with the tears that were continuing to fall down her cheeks.
"Sango.." he whispered to her softly, as he moved around to the back of her sobbing form, and pulled her softly into his arms, finally giving into his feelings. " Your not alone."
Sango's eyes widened at his words, as she allowed her body to fall back into his. " Miroku..." she let slip from her mouth, and then realized what she had done. She never called the monk by his name. Never. Only by his title, and now she knew she would have some more explaining to do.
Miroku felt a pang of emotion In his heart when she said his name. " M-Miroku?" he asked her softly, but some shock wove its way into his voice. " You.. You called me by my name.." he whispered.
" Mi-Houshi-sama..I...." she tried to cover up.
" Sango .. I ... " 'just tell her! If she called you by your name something must be up...maybe what you have dreamed of for so long is true!' his conscious yelled at him. " Sango.. I'm just going to tell you. I-I love you, and I have for a long time. I ... I'll understand-"
But he was cut off by sango pulling away from him and standing up. For some reason she was angry. Did he think that he could fool with her emotions when she was this vunerable?! She wasn't going to take this. " how dare you miroku!?" she seethed at him, not even noticing her mistake again. " Do you think you can fool with my emotions when I'm most vunerable. Especially one of my stronger emotions! It doesn't help that I think of you whenever this happens! That I cant stop thinking of you anyway! I- I can't believe you would do this!!" Then it clicked in her mind. Everything she had just unknowingly said washed over her. She had told him, told him how she felt. ' what the hell am I doing!?' She turned to run.
Miroku was shocked. 'She cant stop thinking about me? Fool with her emotions?
Miroku sighed. Sango hadn't come back yet from her walk into the forest, and it was starting to get dark. He silently debated in his head what to do, and finally decided to go and see if she was all right. Normally it only took her a little while to cool down after he did something wrong. But it had never taken this long. He sighed and continued walking, a little faster than he had been before. He didn't know what he would do if anything had happened to her. HE knew he had deep feelings for Sango, but he knew she would never accept them, if he ever told her that is. He could imagine it. A lot of slapping and a very disgusted, and an unbelieving Sango.
Sango still lay curled up against the tree. Her tears had vanished, but they threatened to come back at any time. There was no hope for Kohaku. She knew one day, maybe soon, she would have to kill him with her own hands. Her own brother. She had tried before. But Inuyasha had stopped her. It seemed her courage had faded since then. Would she be able to do something like that again? It seemed hope was gone for her. Once Naraku was defeated she would have nowhere to go. Her friends would most likely leave, miroku included. She knew she had feelings for him. She freely admitted it. She had had feelings for him for a long time. But, she knew he wasn't interested. The only time he did seem to want to seem interested was when he groped her. But she knew that was only his way. He groped every woman he saw. He also asked every pretty woman he met to bear his child. Strangely, she just realized, she had remembered him ever asking her that question when he met her. ' Right.' she thought. ' I'm probably not the kind of girl he's looking for. I must not be as pretty and girlish as every other woman.' she sighed and closed her eyes again. Once naraku was defeated she would be alone. And it seemed right now that was the thing she most feared.
Miroku looked around, looking for any sign of Sango. So far there hadn't been any. As he rounded a bend on the perimeter of the forest he spotted her, curled up beneath and oak tree. " Sango..." he breathed below a whisper. It had been evident she had been crying, and the look on her face suggested she might start again at any moment.
She sighed. She had gotten over these sad times before. She had to be strong. She had to pull herself together. She finally opened her eyes, and prepared to stand, when she saw miroku not more than 15 feet away. How he snuck up on her, she didn't know. " Houshi-sama...." she whispered softly. " I.." Her eyes filling with more tears. Somehow seeing him now, seemed to make all her newfound confidence shatter.
"Sango... wh-what's wrong?" he asked moving closer to her, a look of worry obvious on his face. He had never seen Sango cry before. Ever.
Sango stood up, only to sink back to her knees once again. " Houshi-sama... I -I ...kohaku..You.." Her tears, unknowing to her, started to make their way down her face once again.
Miroku was shocked. ' kohaku... you' her voice echoed in his head. Him? What did she mean? Was he the reason she was crying, along with her brother kohaku? No. It couldn't be. Her brother had been taken from her, and was being possessed. She loved him. She would never love him. He moved closer to her, and knelt down.
Sango looked away, not willing to look at him, fearing she would just spill everything to him, like her mind was screaming for her to do. She didn't know what she would do if she did that. He would most likely deny her, and she couldn't live with that.
Sensing her uneasiness Miroku moved her face back towards him with his hand. " Sango please tell me whats wrong." He murmured reassuringly as he dared to move his gaze to her tear filled brown eyes. As he gazed into her eyes he could see how insecure she really was at this moment. It seemed the Sango he had seen before had never existed. All her confidence, her glowing energy. Gone. It seemed she was begging him, to just take her in his arms and never let her go, and the more he looked at her, his hold on himself seemed just to melt away. She needed him. Or so he thought in his mind.
Lucky for him, he wasn't far off. She did need someone. She was scared. Scared. The thing she had told Kohaku that everyone experienced. But it seemed so foreign to her. And on top of it all his voice just seemed to melt her self-control on herself. She wanted to tell him everything, and soon she could just hear herself talking to him, though she knew it would just end up hurting her in the end. " All my family is dead, I'm all alone, and soon I'm going to have to kill my own brother and once we complete the shikon shards everyone is going to leave, and I ... I'd be right back to where I started!" she let more tears escape from her eyes as she let these words escape from her mouth.
Miroku had to say he was shocked. He had never thought about the time to come. What would he do after they finished restoring the shikon no tama? A thought suddenly rushed through his mind at this. He didn't want to leave his friends. Hell he didn't want to leave Sango. She was the one. The one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. ' Wow...where did that come from..........but I-its true.' She was so beautiful, she has such spirit, and she had so much confidence in herself, at times anyway. But she could never love him. He was a lowly, good for nothing lecherous monk to her. (okay listening to sad song.. forgive me if it gets dramatic .;;;;)
" I don't want to be all alone again!" she seemed to cry out tears still falling from her eyes. By now, some of her long black hair had found a away to escape its ponytail, and now seemed to float in front of her face, mixing in with the tears that were continuing to fall down her cheeks.
"Sango.." he whispered to her softly, as he moved around to the back of her sobbing form, and pulled her softly into his arms, finally giving into his feelings. " Your not alone."
Sango's eyes widened at his words, as she allowed her body to fall back into his. " Miroku..." she let slip from her mouth, and then realized what she had done. She never called the monk by his name. Never. Only by his title, and now she knew she would have some more explaining to do.
Miroku felt a pang of emotion In his heart when she said his name. " M-Miroku?" he asked her softly, but some shock wove its way into his voice. " You.. You called me by my name.." he whispered.
" Mi-Houshi-sama..I...." she tried to cover up.
" Sango .. I ... " 'just tell her! If she called you by your name something must be up...maybe what you have dreamed of for so long is true!' his conscious yelled at him. " Sango.. I'm just going to tell you. I-I love you, and I have for a long time. I ... I'll understand-"
But he was cut off by sango pulling away from him and standing up. For some reason she was angry. Did he think that he could fool with her emotions when she was this vunerable?! She wasn't going to take this. " how dare you miroku!?" she seethed at him, not even noticing her mistake again. " Do you think you can fool with my emotions when I'm most vunerable. Especially one of my stronger emotions! It doesn't help that I think of you whenever this happens! That I cant stop thinking of you anyway! I- I can't believe you would do this!!" Then it clicked in her mind. Everything she had just unknowingly said washed over her. She had told him, told him how she felt. ' what the hell am I doing!?' She turned to run.
Miroku was shocked. 'She cant stop thinking about me? Fool with her emotions?