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Chapter Eight: Realizing Feelings
Sango stared warily at his window. She wished he'd suddenly appear at his window to stare at her. To stare right in the eye. It was incredibally odd, Mirokou never left his shades up when he went to sleep, he complained that the moon light always shone right in his eyes.
His wondow was right across from hers, it was such a narrow passage between their houses she could probably stretch across and into his room, if she tried. If she wanted. She understood what he meant about the moon shing right on his face. His room was dark but the moonlight crashed through one of his other winddows and his face was illuminated by the light. He looked so...sincere was not the word, more like...he was adorbly cute.
Sango blanched as she thought this. She reeled back from the window and sat down on her bed, her head resting on the headboard. She tilted her head back and stared at the ceiling. Since when had she thought of Mirokou like this? Why had she never noticed how cute he was?
Maybe one reason was because they had known each other since they were teeny tiny kids. They had never been attracted, or, at least, Sango had never been attracted to Mirokou. Girls use to tell her how she lucky she was because she was Mirokou's best friend. She had always thought them crazy. Mirokou wasn't cute, he had never been! At least not then..
She was still cursing herself. Why had she never noticed how incredibally handsome Mirokou was! She realized he was also charming and cute. God, how had this happened! She sighed and shook her head and then took a deep breath. She bit her lower lip as she thought about it.
Slowly, she opened her eyes and scowled at the ceiling. It was all Kagome and Inu Yasha's fault!
They were the ones that had proved you could know someone forever and then suddenly realize their attraction. They were the ones that prove you could find love in someone you had known she you were born. They were the ones that had caused all of it.
As Sango sat there, propped up by her pillow, she made a funny image. Her eyes narrowed into tiny little slits and her fists clenched. She opened her mouth to say something and then shut it. It was like she was trying to get a message through to God but the lously ceiling was in the way.
She hoped Mirokou wasn't her first love. She wanted to despertly to have someone else. She just couldn't have Mirokou be her fist love! She'd die! He was...he was Mirokou, for crying out loud!
She made a sound of protest in the back of her throat. Then she rolled over onto her stomach and pressed her face into her pillow. She screamed itno it. As she fell asleep, she cursed Kagome.
That night she dreamed of Mirokou. The next morning when she found this out she about went crazy. Now she was dreaming about him!
She dreamed they were a couple. As she lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling (with an unbelievable espression on her face) she recalled the dream. After lying there for more than an hour, she got up and made her way toward the bathroom where she showered and dressed.
Afterwards, she took a walk. It was Friday, not that many free days left. She wished she could spend them with her friends.
When she finally arrived home it was around seven 'o clock. She had left at three. She realized she and Mirokou could be a couple. She realized they could be happy, like Kagome and Inu Yasha. But not before things were settled.
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a/n: I'm writing like an ameutuer! GRR! sigh Oh well! peeps...this is gunna be the second story I've ever finished! I already started the next chapter on paper and I have to transfer it to the computer. Thaaaaaaaaaaaat's right...! Next chapter is the last. No epilogue. As soon as I'm done with this Im gunna started working on some of my better works. I'll be posting them on my other penname (geta kuns chibi)