"Promises Promises"
By Pixie
Disclaimer: Still not mine, but for all the hard work I've done, I think it deserves to be mine.
Author's Commentary: hehe…I'm going to be even slower now. I just borrowed the Chobits boxset and the Rurouni Kenshin box set. ^^
Chapter 17
Sango watched him fall, an expression of horror etched on her face. "Miroku!" With a hurl of her boomerang, the demon that had taken him out fell as quickly as he had and she grabbed Miroku in her arms. She gently pulled the spear out of his stomach and ripped off part of his own robes to use as bandages.
"San…go…I always thought….we'd be…some…where…more romantic….when you started…ripping off…my clothes…." Miroku said weakly and even managed a smile at her. Sango glared at him, tears in her eyes, then continued bandaging. Miroku closed his eyes, and seemed to relax a little and Sango knew he'd fallen unconscious from the pain. She grabbed her boomerang and strapped it to her back, then grabbed Miroku's staff and did the same. Then she picked up Miroku, slipping on hand under his legs and the other under his arm and carrying him bridal style. She realized they would probably both be killed on the way to safety but it was worth the risk.
Suddenly a flash of red went over Sango's head and Inu-Yasha landed in front of them, brandishing his sword like a true prince.
"Go you idiot girl! I'll kill everything that attempts an attack on you, just get him out of here!" Sango nodded, in awe that Inu-Yasha would care so much for his friend and then she took off running, not even seeming to notice all of Miroku's weight in her arms. Inu-Yasha leapt along side them, attacking demons left and right. Eventually, they got near enough to the shrine that the fighting from Inu-Yasha ceased and Sango slipped inside, Miroku finally beginning to feel heavy. Inu-Yasha leapt up high and began heading back to the battlefield, but some twist of fate made him look back, his eyes glancing over the back of the shrine.
"Naraku! And…Kagome?" He landed on the ground, staring at the shrine, the back of which was no longer visible. Inu-Yasha was troubled. It didn't seem like something Kagome would do. Not something she'd do at all. And then, as if she knew what he was thinking, Kagome crashed right into him. Inu-Yasha, in one fluid motion grabbed his sword and swung, managing to stop it only inches away from Kagome's face. Rin gasped and yanked Kagome back away from the blade. Inu-Yasha's eyes widened in realization of who it was and quickly put the sword away.
"Kagome!" Inu-Yasha looked back at the shrine and realized that must have been where she just was. For a moment, he was about to ask her what she was doing with Naraku, but then he realized something. He had taken a pretty big leap away from the shrine. From where he had seen her, there was no way Kagome could have caught up with him. So that means it wasn't Kagome behind the shrine…
"Kikyo…"
Sango set Miroku down gently on the floor, her arms tired from carrying him. She glanced around the shrine and found some real bandages and some herbs as well. Healing wasn't her number one skill, but she knew what she was doing. She stepped outside and gathered water from a well that sat near the shrine and brought it in. She went back in and looked at the unconscious Miroku. She walked over to the herbal selection and picked out a few. She sliced them up as evenly as she could, considering she was using her sword to do so. She mixed the healing herbs with the water she had collected, creating a paste-like mixture.
Gently she reached for Miroku's robes and felt her face go hot. She tried to shake off the feelings but as she pulled the robes down to expose his chest and stomach, her faced burned with embarrassment. She spread the paste as quickly as she could without doing a bad job, then tied around clean bandages. Miroku stirred slightly under her care and Sango blushed. As soon as she was finished, not wanting to hear the monk's comments when he woke up, she went off to a corner and lay down to rest.
She was awoken, though she wasn't sure how much later by a small creak in the floor. A demon huntress' instincts at work there. Miroku was obviously awake. However, she remained in a state of feigned sleep, still not ready to face him.
"So, you helped me out, did you Sango?" Sango wondered for a moment if he knew she was awake, but then she realized he was musing to himself.
"I never thought you'd do something like that. Never even dreamed it. I took that blow for you, ready to die, figuring you'd leave me out there to do so, if it didn't kill me instantly. Perhaps…I misjudged you all along then?" He sighed and Sango wondered what on Earth he was talking about.
"You really are beautiful, Sango." Sango had to work to control her blush. Was it just her, or did it sound like his voice had gotten a lot closer?
Suddenly, she got her answer as she felt the monk's lips brush briefly against her's.
Author's Commentary: I swear, this wasn't where I planned on leaving it, its just I'm leaving for school in 2 minutes and I need time to post it!