"You...," Sadako hissed as if Sagon's appearance struck a chord in her memory. She
growled in a n attempt to intimidate this new opponent.
"Don't give me any of your crap!" Sango launched her body forward at light's speed and
slammed her fist into Sadako's face.
Swaying for a moment, the daimyo's daughter grasped her head in her hands and slumped to
the floor, laying motionless.
Miroku stared for a moment at the frozen figure, then averted attemtion to his rescuer. What
the... what was wrong with Sango? The monk had never scene such a fierce reaction like this from
her. Sango's eyes were blazing with hate. She rarely ever fought with her fists when battling a
demon.
"Are you alright?" he asked unassuredly.
Sango pulled her hand to her chest to calm her labored breathing. An intense anger her
erupted in her a moment ago... the moment she saw Miroku's lips meet Sadako's. The jerk! How
could he do this to her? Didn't he know she cared?
Miroku placed his hand on Sango's shoulder. "Sango, I've never seen you fight like that
before. It was... incredible. But you look pretty shaken up. What's wrong?"
Sango averted her gaze to Miroku's face. Her heart swelled at his touch. Doesnt' he know
that I love him? She watched his handsome face, at the lips that just moments ago had belonged to a
demon. Loving Miroku for who he was, but hating him for touching Sadako in the way he did, she
frowned, looking away, shrugging off his hand.
How could she tell him what was wrong?
How could she explain that her soul had been wretched from her heart the moment she saw
him with someone?
Sango felt as though she had to break the awkward silence that had formed like a gaping
black hole between them.
He still cares for me as a friend, right? The thought consoled Sango a bit. Or else he
wouldn't look so concerned for my safety. I shouldn't care if he doesn't love me the way I want him
to...but still...
Cocking her head to the side, Sango grinned and teased, "Will you bed with anyone, monk,
even a demon?"
Confused at her sudden, upbeat attitude, Miroku choked, "No!... I would never... she was
very convincing." how could Miroku explain the lonliness and inner torture he braved each day? He
missed his family and needed love. Had he gone too far to resort to Sadako? Yes, he'd already
decided that he'd been an idiot to do it.
Both he and Sango turned away from the palace's balcony and left Sadako's room.
"I suppose we should tell Inuyasha and Kagome the demon has been exterminated," Sango
said as they wlked don the diml lit hallway.
"Sango, I..."
"Let's hurry and get back to the room," she said clenching her teeth. Please, Miroku...don't
try to explain anything... it will only make me hurt more.
Note: So....they both like each other, but neither knows gasp!twilight zone music plays
anyways, In next chapters, we get to see Inuyasha and the gang chased by a mob of angry villagers
while the bad guy throws a hissy fit. Keep reading, I hope you enjoy! Now I gotta go study for the
PSAT. Let's see, Fish is to water and Kikyo is to... Hell! C'ya later!
growled in a n attempt to intimidate this new opponent.
"Don't give me any of your crap!" Sango launched her body forward at light's speed and
slammed her fist into Sadako's face.
Swaying for a moment, the daimyo's daughter grasped her head in her hands and slumped to
the floor, laying motionless.
Miroku stared for a moment at the frozen figure, then averted attemtion to his rescuer. What
the... what was wrong with Sango? The monk had never scene such a fierce reaction like this from
her. Sango's eyes were blazing with hate. She rarely ever fought with her fists when battling a
demon.
"Are you alright?" he asked unassuredly.
Sango pulled her hand to her chest to calm her labored breathing. An intense anger her
erupted in her a moment ago... the moment she saw Miroku's lips meet Sadako's. The jerk! How
could he do this to her? Didn't he know she cared?
Miroku placed his hand on Sango's shoulder. "Sango, I've never seen you fight like that
before. It was... incredible. But you look pretty shaken up. What's wrong?"
Sango averted her gaze to Miroku's face. Her heart swelled at his touch. Doesnt' he know
that I love him? She watched his handsome face, at the lips that just moments ago had belonged to a
demon. Loving Miroku for who he was, but hating him for touching Sadako in the way he did, she
frowned, looking away, shrugging off his hand.
How could she tell him what was wrong?
How could she explain that her soul had been wretched from her heart the moment she saw
him with someone?
Sango felt as though she had to break the awkward silence that had formed like a gaping
black hole between them.
He still cares for me as a friend, right? The thought consoled Sango a bit. Or else he
wouldn't look so concerned for my safety. I shouldn't care if he doesn't love me the way I want him
to...but still...
Cocking her head to the side, Sango grinned and teased, "Will you bed with anyone, monk,
even a demon?"
Confused at her sudden, upbeat attitude, Miroku choked, "No!... I would never... she was
very convincing." how could Miroku explain the lonliness and inner torture he braved each day? He
missed his family and needed love. Had he gone too far to resort to Sadako? Yes, he'd already
decided that he'd been an idiot to do it.
Both he and Sango turned away from the palace's balcony and left Sadako's room.
"I suppose we should tell Inuyasha and Kagome the demon has been exterminated," Sango
said as they wlked don the diml lit hallway.
"Sango, I..."
"Let's hurry and get back to the room," she said clenching her teeth. Please, Miroku...don't
try to explain anything... it will only make me hurt more.
Note: So....they both like each other, but neither knows gasp!twilight zone music plays
anyways, In next chapters, we get to see Inuyasha and the gang chased by a mob of angry villagers
while the bad guy throws a hissy fit. Keep reading, I hope you enjoy! Now I gotta go study for the
PSAT. Let's see, Fish is to water and Kikyo is to... Hell! C'ya later!