Miroku had a full night of thinking about what had happened the other day with Sango. He had never given it much thought before but somehow she had the capacity to make him feel things (guilt being one of them) he had never felt before with any other woman. And he had to admit there were times when he had been with many women before.

He thought back to that night at the camp when they had locked eyes. And he reaffirmed the promise he had internally made that night, he wouldn't let her know his true feelings and that would carry him through the rest of their journey together.

'Maybe it would be better to push her away' he continued thinking, 'after all that had happened maybe it

would be easier that way. If she felt nothing for me and vice versa, if I were to lose to the Kazanna then there would be no love loss.'

He had finally resolved that starting that day he would suppress any and all feelings for his comrade.

'In the end that is how it will have to be, if I continue to let these moments of desire interfere with my original quest to rid my self of this curse it will only put her in harms way.' He thought back to what she had said, was it true? had there never been a time when she wanted his touch, his company? He pushed that thought away, opened his eyes and began to prepare for their departure, yet another demon to slay.

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With the fling of her wrist and an added push of energy Sango threw her large weapon. She saw as it flew through the air at great speed and readied herself for its return.

'It seems that I am back to my normal strength.' She thought catching her boomerang and feeling the velocity travel through her body. Throwing Hirikotsu was practice for their demon slaying mission but most of all it served as a distraction. As much as she tried to stop thinking about Miroku she couldn't. He had tried to kiss her, the scene kept running across her memory.

And with all her might she wished that she could go back and welcome his advance. Because no matter how many lecherous stunts he had pulled this one seemed…real. It was one of those moments that in hind sight could have been the best in your life, but due to fear or a lack of sanity it was lost to conscience. Sango set Hirikotsu down and sighed.

'Maybe I have been to cold to Houshi-sama.' She thought, ' It's understandable to be upset when he gropes me, but there are times when it seems he to really means to comfort me.' Another sigh escaped her lips, 'even more, maybe he actually has feelings for me.'

After this thought she rolled her eyes, 'yeah right, the same Houshi who at the sight of a slightly attractive woman leaves into the night.' Letting her angry surge she was soon overcome with an idea. She couldn't help but wonder that if she warmed up to him he might express what, if anything, he felt inside. It was the only thing she could come up with, there was no other way to find out how he felt. She couldn't let this question go unanswered, and with new confidence in her blood she resolved to open up to Houshi-sama so that finally she could find rest in the knowledge as to wheter or not he had feelings for her. She straightened up and walked back the castle.

"I can tell that you are back to normal, like always your awake early." Sango turned around to see Shin.

"I couldn't sleep." She answered

"I hope the accommodations weren't to blame."

"No, I just…" she was about to tell him her dilemma when a strike of common sense took hold, "never mind."

Shin looked at her questioningly but thought it best not to ask anything.

"There is breakfast awaiting us, I think we had better eat before we leave." Shin led the way with Sango in toe.

"Sure."

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There was a still silence in the room during breakfast. Sango expected Miroku to say something to her, she thought last night had meant some progress had happened between their relationship. Yet it seemed he had hardly given any attention to her, not even a good morning or how are you. In fact he seemed to be doing this on purpose. Sango couldn't help but feel his movements were chilly towards her. They were seated next to one another and still nothing, no glance or even slight moment of recognition. Finally Sango was fed up, she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Houshi-sama?"

He nodded slightly in acknowledgement

"Is something wrong?" The honesty in her voice made it all the more harder for Miroku to lie.

"No." He spoke coldly, stood up and walked out of the room.

He felt horrible, I was torturous to treat her that way, but he assured himself it was for the better. 'Please Sango, don't make this harder, don't come after me.' He prayed to himself. He didn't want to look into her eyes and see that she truly cared.

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Yes I know I took forever to update and yes the chapter is short but I think that right now I am in no rush to finish the story. That doesn't mean I will take long to update again, I promise I will get on the ball. That being said I will update soon, so look out for it! Thanks for reading and review if you like! ~Laters