Gomen, minna-san, for the long overdue of the continuation of this fic. Been too busy lately and well, I was not really inspired. But with the episode regarding the Special Girl nearing, it got me going again.
Disclaimer: Me don't own anything 'cept this fanfic idea. 'nuff said. =)
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I thought you were different from the rest…
… that you saw beyond ugly duckling.
Her voice kept ringing in his head as he went through the excruciating hours of trying to listen to the professor talked non-stop about some dead aristocrat that terrorize the world.
He turned to his right where Sango sat by the window. She was taking down notes and every once in a while, she raised her head to the professor.
She had tied her hair again, but this time, in a loose pony-tail where the ribbon only held it near the end. The light from the window highlighted her mahogany hair and her porcelain skin.
Miroku sighed and turned his head once more to the front, only to notice that the male populace of their classroom was, literally, ogling Sango. He sat at the back row so he knew who they were looking at. She sat at the end of the row before his near the window.
They never saw her before. She just let down her hair and they became crazy.
They did not see what he had been seeing before. Her physical beauty was beyond compare. And it pained him that it was the only thing they were seeing.
They never saw the depth of it all. That the real Sango was hidden inside, the real beauty, her pure, unadulterated heart and being.
Yes, she was wrong… He saw it all…
"… in the year 1841, the --- ahem," the teacher broke off suddenly. "Don't look too much, boys, or she'll melt," he said and then all the boys sat up straight and looked forward. Miroku smiled and shook his head. He glanced at Sango and he was captivated at how she bit her lower lip and bowed her head, stealing a look at the teacher. Her face was blushing.
"Well, I could wish I could be as lovely as her so you all would look at me while I lecture here but," the teacher gave out a laugh, "I wouldn't dare. I still hold the future in my hands, people," he held up the class record, "so you might as well listed to me."
Sango sank deeper in her seat in embarrassment.
Miroku noted the way the teacher gave her a small smile before continuing his lecture.
He knew it pained her deeply to be the center of attention as she continuously told him about it. But it couldn't be helped. Aside from the fact that she was the star player of the volleyball varsity, she was really beautiful when she wanted to be. Miroku sighed, starting from that day, he would be busy to guard her more.
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Sango was really pissed off.
First, after the class, the group of the popular girls approached her and asked her to join the cheerleading team. They said her addition to the group would make them even more popular. Inwardly, she was fuming at them but she maintained a cool façade just to humor them. Funny, they were the group who made fun of her before but now they wanted her to be their member. Sango snorted and rolled her eyes when they left her after receiving a negative answer.
Second, the attention given to her by the male populace was getting to her nerves. She felt abused. They have been looking at her like they were penetrating through her clothes. Wherever she passed by, either they turned their heads or they gave her a whistle or two.
Finally, her locker was flooded with nonsensical letters that when she opened it, some fell to the floor in an array of different colors. She gave a disgusting sigh as she hurriedly picked those up before anyone could see her. She could not wait to get it all dumped in the trash can.
"Can't wait to read them, huh?"
Sango sighed. Apparently she was not fast enough. "What do you want?" she said as she continued what she was doing without looking up.
"How many you got there?"
Picking up the last pieces of the missive, Sango stood up and faced the source of the voice. "What is it that you want from me, Miroku?"
"Oh, is that the way to treat an old friend?"
"Old? yes you are. Friend? Questionable at the moment."
"Why's that?" Miroku asked, leaning against the lockers.
"I think it's a rhetorical question. Why the sudden change of attitude?" Sango asked as she dumped all the letters in the nearby trashcan and headed back to her locker to get her books.
Miroku raised his eyebrows at what Sango did. "Why the sudden change of appearance?" he couldn't help but ask one more time. Heaven help him, but he wanted an honest answer from her.
"I already told you, it's not by choice. Blame my mother if you find this appearance repulsive," she answered, closing her locker door with force.
"Who said anything about repulsion? More like attraction," Miroku said. "And don't go saying about me not seeing beyond the ugly duckling."
Sango stopped in mid stride and stared at him with wide eyes. What was he trying to say?
"Can't you see that it was not me? It was this damn school and its body. They never saw you before. You just let your hair down and they were all over you."
"I-I know but that doesn't change the fact that you—"
"I have always been beside you. I have always seen beyond your façade. I have always known the real you."
"You were the one who turned a cold shoulder on me."
"What do you think was I supposed to feel after learning your engagement with Takeda?"
"Well, Miroku, since you claim you know me damn well, tell me what I felt when I learned about my engagement with Takeda? Tell me what I felt when you were slipping away from me? Tell me what I felt when I got these unwarranted attentions from everybody? Tell me, Miroku."
Both of them stared at each other for pregnant moments.
"You know what hurt me, Sango?" Miroku said in deep, baritone voice. "You are willing to be a special girl for somebody you have only met… but not for somebody you have known for years.
I guess that what made me slipped away."
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Next chapter will be up shortly. Promise.
Notes:
1. What's new anyway with our two favorite pairs? I haven't heard nor read anything. Care to keep me updated. Me need good news… romantic news =) k?
2. Me also need more Miroku/Sango fanfic!