Chapter Three: Couples of Tokyo

Sango groaned as she heard the phone and her alarm clock ring at the same time. She dropped her hand down onthe night stand, totally missing the alarm clock. The next time her fist collided with the clock. She reached for the phone, only to have it quit ringing. Opening her eyes a little, she groaned again and rolled over.

"What was I suppose to do...?"

Looking over at the clock, she saw that it was two o' clock in the afternoon. "Oh ya," she mumbled and sat up in bed. Today the group was meeting at the mall. She rolled to the end of the bed, and eventually fell off on her hands and knees on the floor. She was crawling towards the bathroom when the phone rang again.

She stood up and walked back to it. Snatching if up off the charger, she growled into it.

"Good morning to you too, Princess," she heard Miroku's voice say.

She grunted into the phone

"Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Another grunt.

"I was just calling to tell you that we aren't meeting at the mall today," he said. Sangorubbed her eyes with her night-shirt sleeve. Her vission was blurred and she couldn't keep her eyes open that well. Wait... why was he callingso early? He usally woke upafter her. "What," she asked groggily.

"Kagome said not to come," he repeated.

"Why not?"

"Her cousins are visiting," he stated.

"That's great," she mumbled.

"So it's just gunna be us," he told her.

"What happened to Inuyasha," she asked, scratching her scalp languidly.

"Since when have you known him to come and hang out with just us two," Miroku asked her.

"T'is just, t'is just," she said. She yawned into the phone. "Since I'm not quite up yet, I'll call you later."

She hung up the phone before he could say otherwise and threw it on the floor, curling up in a ball on her bed and falling into a deep sleep again.

It was around three thirtywhen Sango was woke up again by a very annoying rapping on her door. Her little brother, Kohaku, was calling to her on the other side. "Hey Sango, can you hear me," he practically yelled. She groaned loudly in reply. "I hope you're decent, because I'm comin' in," he threw the door open. "Dad said it's time for you to wake up."

Sango sat up, her eyes closed but face pointed in his direction. "Why," she asked groggily. "It's three thirty! You're wasting your break!" He went to her blinds and opened them up wide. Sango, having finally opened her eyes, immediately shut them again and fell back on her bed screeching like she was a vampire. "Light, no goooood," she howled. Kohaku laughed and grabbed her by the ankle, dragging her out of bed.

"You little squirt," she jumped up and caught him in a death grip. "Noogie time," she cried and laughed happily as he stuggled fruitlessly to get away. "Sango, stop it! You'll mess up my hair," she could hear him say. He was muffled by her arm. "Why, ya got a hot date," she asked him. She let him go when he didn't reply fast enough.

Her mouth hung open. "My sweet little brother! You have date!" She gathered him up in a huge sisterly bear hug. "You sly little dog," she said and ruffled his hair some more. "Sis," he yelped. "Oh sorry," she dropped him and let him fix his hair. "Who's the lucky girl," she asked. She grinned from ear to ear.

Kohaku turned pink. He mumbled at first, so Sango narrowed her eyes at him. She got a sly grin on her face. "What's that," she asked, cupping her hand to her ear. "I can't hear you sonny, speak into my good ear," she yelled. Shehad an excellent immitation of an old lady. "I said I had a date with Rin, happy now!" Kohaku crossed his arms across his chest and stared at the ground. His face was beet red. "Why yes! You're free o go now," she said and patted his head. He marched right out and she headed towards the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Miroku decided that she had waited too long to call him. So instead he thought he's suprise her and head over to her house. Sango's father said she was up in her room and that she should be up by now, so he could go ahead and go up. They went way back, so her dad had no problems with it.

Sango wasn't in her room, so he decided she must be in the bathroom. He sat down on her bed and waited for her, twiddling with her things a little. He was bored almost instantly and decided to watch TV. He picked up the remote control and started flipping through channels. He completely lost track of time when the Ninja Turtle came and was hypnotized.

Next thing he knew, he was scared out of his wits. "What are you doing in my room," Sango yelled at him. Her hair was dripping and her hands were gripping the towel wrapped around her very tightly. He stared at her like a deer caught in headlights. "I thought you were in the bathroom," he said, looking innocent.

Alas, innocent for Miroku is not very convincing, even if he is telling the truth. "You didn't go through my underwear drawer, did you," Sango asked accusingly. She eyed him as he looked up at her. "I don't even know where that is," he tried. She looked pretty mad, but he couldn't help but look at her in that towel. She had a very nice shape, really great legs, and...

"Pay attention," Sango snapped at him. Her face was beet red like her brother's had been. "Get out of my room right now," she said in a very danergous voice. He immediately did as he was told. He tried to say sorry but the door was shut clean on his face.

"The nerve of him," Sango mumbled, her face still bright red. She quickly dried off and changed into new clothes, making sure to check her underwear drawer for missing items. Finding nothing gone, she sighed. She wasn't really mad he was in her room, just that when she was trying to talk to him he was staring at her... at her body. She got red again just thinking abou it.

A few minutes later, she came down the stairs. "I'm glad you're up dear," her father said, not looking up from the newspaper he held. Sango smiled and sat down on the couch beside her father. Looking behind her, she saw Miroku. He was hunched over and sad looking. She shook her head a little and smiled begrudgingly. "Dad, did you make anything to eat," she asked him. "Kohaku had cereal, I'm afraid that's all we have," he responded. "Alright, I think I'll go out and get something." Her father nodded and she kissed his cheek. "Coming Miroku," she asked.

He just nodded his head sullenly and followed her out the door. "Are you still mad at me," he asked her after a little bit. Sango sighed and shook her head. "I wasn't even mad until..." she trailed off, her face turning pink. Miroku rose an eyebrow and looked down at her. "Until what," he asked.

"Until you started looking at me," she finally admitted. She found counting the cracks in the sidewalk very entertaining at the moment. Miroku was silent for a minute. "Did you.. want me to," he asked her very quietly. He cast her a sideways look as she looked up at him, wide-eyed. "What kind of ques-"

"It was nothing, don't worry about it," Miroku said, cutting her off. She was silent for a little bit longer, thinking of something to say. "I wasn't really," she said. She looked up at him. "We're going to remain best friends for a long time, so it's okay." He let out a little sigh.

He was surprised though when she actually put one arm around his shoulder and grinned at him. He grinned and looked ahead, the stupid feeling in his gut was active again. He swallowed his spit. "You know what I was worried about when Kagome told us she and Inuyasha were going out," he asked her. She swallowed too as his arm wrapped around her waist and he rested his hand on her hip.

"What's that," she asked. Her face was a little pink. "I was worried that we'd end up... you know, doing the same thing," he admitted. And that's a... bad thing, she asked herself. She frowned a little. "Because... it would mess up the relationship we have going on right now," he continued. She fixed the frown on her face into a normal happy-go-lucky smile. I don't like him anyway.

"To tell you the truth, I was thinking the same exact thing," she said and looked up at him. He was still staring straight ahead. "No worries though," she said, and did likewise. "I would never date you with that awful habit of yours," she said and laughed. He felt a little sting for a moment, but managed to laugh and joke with her. He looked at her with a goofy look on his face. "What habit might I have," he asked.

"Well, for one, that one," she said as she swatted his hand away from her behind. He laughed a little and sweat dropped as she let him go. They were walking side by side now and she started counting on her fingers. "Groping girls you don't even know, and do know," she said, putting two counts on her fingers. "Asking women to bear your children, hitting on all pretty women when they're near," she counted off two more. She cast him a sideways look. "Catch my drift yet," she asked. He laughed a little. "I guess those things are habits," he admitted, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

She snorted at him. "You're damn right they are," she said. Laughing, she continued walking on without him. "So what do you want to eat," he asked as he got back in step with her. Walking down the streets of Tokyo, there were little tables and chairs sitting outside just about every business in the neighborhood. And at each little table of every little business, there was a couple. Couples were everywhere you looked, and it made both Sango and Miroku just a little bit uncomfortable.

Speaking of couples...

Rounding another corner, Sango suddenly pulled Miroku back. "What?" he asked, looking down at her. She shushed him and pointed. They both gazed out around the corner, and Miroku finally saw what she was pointing at. It was Inuyasha and Kagome, kissing at one of the tables. Sango pulled back. "I feel like we're spying on them," she whispered, her face burning. She looked up at Miroku who was looking down at her. Their eyes darted in different directions. "Then let's not," Miroku said rather stifly and grabbed her upper arm. He led her down the other way.

After a few minutes of walking in uncomfortable silence, Sango laughed. "Can you believe Inuyasha," she asked. "He use to hate the idea of kissing in public." Miroku laughed, thinking back to the good old days. "He even made fun of people who held hands in public," Miroku remembered. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G," they both sang loudly. They laughed and sat down to eat.

Once their food arrived, they sat in silence eating. It was well past five, but they hadn't discussed doing anything else. "We're too close for that, aren't we," Sango suddenly asked. A malicious grin formed inside her head. Can't believe you said you didn't want to date me, she thought. She smiled at him, exposing her straight white teeth.

Miroku blinked at her. "I suppose... so," he said and blinked again. "What brought that on," he asked her. She laughed and shook her head. "Nothing, nothing," she replied and started eating her food again. He stared at her with a puzzled look and shrugged. They ate in silence for awhile, and eventually he looked up at her.

Sango was very beautiful when he thought of it. She was wearing a dark brown turtle neck and tight fitting blue jeans. Her hair was pulled up in it's regular fashion, a messy pony tail. She didn't have any make-up on, but she was still gorgeous to him. She caught him staring at her. "What is it," she asked. "Do I have something on my face?"

Miroku snapped out of his daze. "What?"

"Is there something on my face," she repeated.

"No... why?"

"Then why are you staring at me?" she asked. She raised an eyebrow at him.

"Was I," he asked. He gave her the most charming smile he could muster.

This would have made her blush, except for she was expecting it. "For the past five minutes," she answered.

As he couldn't think of anything else to say, he turned his head and just said, "Feh."

Sango burst out laughing. "Now who sounds like Inuyasha, huh?"

"Shut up," he muttered. His face was burning from the blush he was desperately trying to hide.

"You think it's time we go back," she asked. She was already standing up.

"Uh, yeah, I guess.."

"Pay the man Miroku, I don't have any money." She grinned widely at him.

"Like I do," Miroku asked her. He raised an eyebrow.

She bit her lip. "Please, Miroku-kun," she said as sexily as possible with a pout on her lips.

He justturned around to hide his blush and sighed.

Once they paid, they walked home in silence. Sango wanted to skip the whole way she was so pleased with herself. Teasing Miroku was a lot of fun, it was like turning the tables on him. Miroku, on the other hand, was wondering what the heck was wrong with her. He furrowed his brow a little and was suprised when she suddenly turned and hugged him.

They were home and she had said some thing while he was in his daze. "What," he asked her. She laughed, or sort of... giggled. Miroku blinked as she hugged him again. "I said good night." And with that, she walked off. His gaze traveled to her bedroom window. He watched as the light switched on and remembered what had took place earlier. His eyes turned to the grey side-walk underneath his feet, her shapely curves burned into his memory.

"I suppose it's time I've broke that habit..."

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Any better? I didn't like what I did to Kohaku last time. He was a stupid little whiney brat. Now he's fun little brother! Yay!