The next morning, the sky loomed overhead with a forlorn face, a subtle cool wind rushing

among the leaves. The sun had risen to shine only briefly, then hide behind the wispy, gray clouds.

Deep in their forest of refuge, Inuyasha and his gang had awoken to the unnaturally cool morning

and decided to make breakfast. Hochi, Miroku's badger friend, had found the wandering crew and

joined them for the meal. While the boys were left with the burden of cooking (this time Miroku

took charge of the fire), the girls snuck away to the nearby hot springs.

"Are you sure it's alright to leave those two in charge of making food that people will

actually be eating?" Sango asked warily.

"Oh, they'll figure something out," Kagome chuckled. "Even if it's to make Hochi do

everything."

Sango's tense muscles absorbed the warmth of the springs, rinsing themselves of the

numbing stress of the previous night's fight. Funny how sitting in the warm water soothed her body

but was powerless to ease her aching heart. A heart aching for him...

"That sure was a close call last night," Kagome sighed.

"Yes," Sango said, snapping quickly out of her thoughts. "Yes it was."

"Are you feeling alright? You look really pale."

"Just tired," the feudal girl said. Tired of wanting something I can't have, she thought.

"Sango, Lady Kaede taught me much about illnesses and the herbs that cure them. But I

can't offer anything that can get rid of your love sickness for Miroku. That has to be dealt with in

the open," Kagome said. "Tell him how you feel."

Sango smiled weakly at her friend. "When I'm around him, I feel so at ease. He's like a

friend, but something much deeper. He can understand my anguish, because he's gone through the

pain of losing his family like I have. When Miroku is injured, I wish to lay at his bedside until he's

better. Even if it makes me angry when I sit worried to death for his life and all he can do is groan in

pain while sneaking an arm behind my back to grab my butt, at least I know he'll live and that his

hands are still fully working. It's hard to describe how light-hearted I feel when I think about him

and how I never want to be apart from him."

Kagome leaned her chin on her hand, "And even when he does do irritating things like that,

he's just saying that he...uh... wants to be with you. Miroku has great respect for you, Sango, I can

tell. He does a lot to try and please you."

"I just don't want to be hurt so soon, you know? Right now the only thing I need is to heal. I

miss Kohaku and father so much. If I find out Miroku likes Sadako better .... my heart would be

crushed. I don't think I could go on living. For all I know, he still sees me as just a friend." She

stood with a deep look of doubt and contemplation on her face. "I don't know what-"

Sango's trained, demon-sensitive ears perked towards a dark corner in the forest surrounding

them. She grabbed her kimono and reached for her boomerang... Kagome sensed it, too...

Something wasn't right.

Note: OK. That was the last Sango/Kagome "Lets bond" talk in this story. I just thought Sango

needed to talk more about how she feels and stuff. So... coming up Inuyasha and Miroku talk "man

to man", then there's the face-off, the big finale! Keep reading...