Chapter 11
After another day of parasailing, shopping, romantic moments, and surfing (or attempting to surf at least...) the group packed their bags and headed home. Miroku and Sango sat together and Sango fell asleep with her head on Miroku's shoulder with Goo Goo Dolls blaring in her ears. Miroku wondered how she slept with all that noise, but really didn't care because she had fallen asleep on him. He wasn't complaining.
As they pulled up to the school, Miroku sighed and slightly nudged Sango on the shoulder. She sat up and rolled her neck, the one thing she always did when she woke up, and looked at Miroku with half-lidded eyes. Her hair was a mess and bangs awry, and Miroku thought she looked beautiful. He smiled and she half-smiled back.
"Were in the school parking lot, Sango."
Sango groaned and crashed back onto his shoulder. "But I don't wanna go back home!" She said into his shoulder.
"Yeah, but I'm sure Kohaku missed you."
"Bur-rur-rur-rur."
Miroku smiled, "You're going to have to get up so I can get off the bus and empty the bags with everyone else."
"Urg." Sango stood and let him out, immediately falling back onto the chair and curling up into a ball then, spreading out over the two seats. She was happily asleep until Kagome yelled in her ear, "SANGO GET UP! WERE HOME! YOUR MOM HAS BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOREVER!"
Sango groggily sat up, "Huh?"
"Sango, we got here like, twenty minutes ago. Everyone's off the bus EXCEPT YOU!"
"Bur-rur-rur-rur"
"COME," Kagome pulled Sango up by the shoulder, "ON! I'll carry you off this bus if I have to!"
Boy, would Kagome ever regret saying that.
"Sango," Kagome gasped, "How many hotdogs did you eat this weekend! Ugh. You weigh a ton!" Kagome trudged down the skinny isle with a half-dead Sango on her back. After a good solid ten minutes, the two girls emerged from the bus and Kagome handed Sango to her mother.
"SANGO!" Her mother screamed, "WAKE! UP!"
She didn't.
"I'm NOT carrying you to the car, Sango, wake up!"
She didn't even budge.
"I'll ground you from the phone for a week if you don't get up." She said in a singsong voice.
Yet again the half-dead one didn't move. It was time for drastic measures. Miroku came over and picked Sango up bridal-style, and walked her to the car. Little did anyone notice that Sango had woken up after the first scream. She was a good actress...or a good faker. One or the other.
The car ride home was silent.
Sango sat up halfway through, rubbing her head as if she had been knocked out. She wondered to herself why she wasn't in theatre.
"Hey mom, look! Sleeping Beauty woke up without Prince Charming's kiss!"
Sango groped around for something to throw at her little brother, but to no avail. "Mom, tell Kohaku to leave me alone."
"Kohaku, can we please, please, please not fight yet? Your sister just got back from what should have been a very fun experience and she hasn't even gotten to tell us about it yet and you are already fighting."
"Dude, mom, how do you talk so long without taking a breath?"
Both mother and daughter 'Urged at the little annoying one.
"Kohaku dear, please just be quiet. Sango how was your weekend?"
"Good."
"Is that all?"
"Yeah."
"What was your favorite part?"
"Um... I'm not sure."
"Okay, well I'll let you think about that."
"What time is it?"
"Kohaku, honey, you asked that ten minutes ago. What time does that make it?"
"Ten minutes after the last time I asked?"
"ARRRG!"
After another day of parasailing, shopping, romantic moments, and surfing (or attempting to surf at least...) the group packed their bags and headed home. Miroku and Sango sat together and Sango fell asleep with her head on Miroku's shoulder with Goo Goo Dolls blaring in her ears. Miroku wondered how she slept with all that noise, but really didn't care because she had fallen asleep on him. He wasn't complaining.
As they pulled up to the school, Miroku sighed and slightly nudged Sango on the shoulder. She sat up and rolled her neck, the one thing she always did when she woke up, and looked at Miroku with half-lidded eyes. Her hair was a mess and bangs awry, and Miroku thought she looked beautiful. He smiled and she half-smiled back.
"Were in the school parking lot, Sango."
Sango groaned and crashed back onto his shoulder. "But I don't wanna go back home!" She said into his shoulder.
"Yeah, but I'm sure Kohaku missed you."
"Bur-rur-rur-rur."
Miroku smiled, "You're going to have to get up so I can get off the bus and empty the bags with everyone else."
"Urg." Sango stood and let him out, immediately falling back onto the chair and curling up into a ball then, spreading out over the two seats. She was happily asleep until Kagome yelled in her ear, "SANGO GET UP! WERE HOME! YOUR MOM HAS BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOREVER!"
Sango groggily sat up, "Huh?"
"Sango, we got here like, twenty minutes ago. Everyone's off the bus EXCEPT YOU!"
"Bur-rur-rur-rur"
"COME," Kagome pulled Sango up by the shoulder, "ON! I'll carry you off this bus if I have to!"
Boy, would Kagome ever regret saying that.
"Sango," Kagome gasped, "How many hotdogs did you eat this weekend! Ugh. You weigh a ton!" Kagome trudged down the skinny isle with a half-dead Sango on her back. After a good solid ten minutes, the two girls emerged from the bus and Kagome handed Sango to her mother.
"SANGO!" Her mother screamed, "WAKE! UP!"
She didn't.
"I'm NOT carrying you to the car, Sango, wake up!"
She didn't even budge.
"I'll ground you from the phone for a week if you don't get up." She said in a singsong voice.
Yet again the half-dead one didn't move. It was time for drastic measures. Miroku came over and picked Sango up bridal-style, and walked her to the car. Little did anyone notice that Sango had woken up after the first scream. She was a good actress...or a good faker. One or the other.
The car ride home was silent.
Sango sat up halfway through, rubbing her head as if she had been knocked out. She wondered to herself why she wasn't in theatre.
"Hey mom, look! Sleeping Beauty woke up without Prince Charming's kiss!"
Sango groped around for something to throw at her little brother, but to no avail. "Mom, tell Kohaku to leave me alone."
"Kohaku, can we please, please, please not fight yet? Your sister just got back from what should have been a very fun experience and she hasn't even gotten to tell us about it yet and you are already fighting."
"Dude, mom, how do you talk so long without taking a breath?"
Both mother and daughter 'Urged at the little annoying one.
"Kohaku dear, please just be quiet. Sango how was your weekend?"
"Good."
"Is that all?"
"Yeah."
"What was your favorite part?"
"Um... I'm not sure."
"Okay, well I'll let you think about that."
"What time is it?"
"Kohaku, honey, you asked that ten minutes ago. What time does that make it?"
"Ten minutes after the last time I asked?"
"ARRRG!"