Hey everyone! I'm not dead! I know this has taken forever for me to get
out, but my computer has been busted for like two weeks. Stupid thing
tried to create a dual-boot system without my permission! Die computer!
*sledge hammers the screen*
Hehe...oops.
Well anyways, I'm glad that you guys like the last chapter! Here's chapter 10!
Inu Yasha: Duh! That's what comes after 9.
Authoress: Sit!
Inu Yasha: Doesn't work when you say it ha!
Kagome pops up from nowhere: Inu Yasha sit!
*sound of Inu Yasha eating dirt*
Authoress: Thanks Kagome!
Kagome: Any time!
One with the fic!
Chapter 10 – We've Come to Terms
Sango stood there dumbfounded. She had no idea what to say and was frozen in place. All she could do was stare back at him. After what seemed like an eternity, Miroku let out an exasperated sigh and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" screamed Sango as she jumped out to grab his arm. "You can't be serious?! That's not possible!"
Miroku chuckled to himself. "Well I'm guessing that you're not thrilled about it. But I can't say that I'm not surprised. I'll leave you now." He smiled one last time at her and walked away.
At the present moment, all Sango could do was watch him walk away. Her legs weighed as much as a concrete block. Not only that, but for some odd reason, her heart ached. The monk's words were sinking into her. Now, she was waging war with herself in her mind and heart. She couldn't decide if she should will herself to move and chase after him, or let him be as he is.
Miroku walked for about a quarter of a mile and took refuge underneath a nearby tree. Once settled and comfortable, he let out a long, exasperated sigh. He knew that he let his emotions get the best of him. That little secret of his was never meant to be public knowledge really, let alone to her. He let out a small chuckle, laid his hand against his head and settled comfortably.
"I guess it was bound to come out anyway. I just wish it was under better circumstances. After Naraku was defeated would have been ideal. Maybe then, she would have taken me more seriously and not think that I just wanted her to bear my child. Then again, I've never actually asked her that as well."
A small smile grazed across his face. Slowly, his eyelids grew heavy and he dozed off into an unconscious sleep. There was a rustle from a tree nearby and out stepped Sango. There were tears streaking down her face and her entire body was trembling. She had heard everything he said. There was no possibility of denial now, she had proof. Even though she was eavesdropping and that is unladylike, she couldn't restrain her curiosity. Slowly, she made her way to his sleeping form and knelt down beside him. For a few minutes, all she could do was stare at him. Then, slowly but surely, she lifted her hand to caress his cheek. Unconsciously, he leaned into her soft touch. In little time, she kept moving her body closer and closer to his. Miroku might have actually received a kiss on the cheek if it wasn't for his lecherous ways. His hand crept to Sango's rear and proceeded to rub. The all too familiar tingling feeling that always sent shivers up and down her spine was there. She looked up to see Miroku's eyes open and a grin plastered on his face.
"Why Sango, my dear, I didn't know you cared."
A loud slap was heard throughout the forest. One tree tops, some birds flew away. Sango was now on her feet staring the monk down as he rubbed the side of his cheek.
"And you wonder why I never take you seriously, monk." The last word slipped off her tongue like venom. "You expect me to believe a word that comes out of your mouth?!"
"Well, nothing is ever easy now is it?" replied Miroku, a smile still on his face.
"And to believe I thought you were serious about us after Naraku's defeat." Sango turned to leave. As she was about to take a step, Miroku caught her arm to stop her. He was now on his feet; his face was monotone, only slightly pale, and his body trembling a bit.
"You heard that?" His voice firm, but there was a hidden layer of anxiety stressed in that sentence.
"Every word." She let out a small chuckle. Tears were starting to well up in her eyes. "Yet you do things like just now. How do you expect to be close to anyone?" she asked. Her gaze faltered down to the ground as she asked her question.
"I don't." It was a simple statement that held a strong power of emotion. He had lost hope of ever finding someone to love and love him back; at least, the love him back part. "Things just aren't in my favor." As if to put emphasis on the point, he let go of her arm and held up his hand with the Kazaana embedded within. "I don't want it to end like this. Whether you believe me or not is your choice, but I do love you. If I get close to you and share my life with you, I want to know for sure that I will be able to make you happy and actually be there for you. I do wish to have children with you, but under no circumstances will I even attempt anything of the likes while I still have the Kazaana. I will not put you through any such grief."
He had always wanted to explain everything to her. However, every time he would try, he'd run away convincing himself that the timing was just not right, when in reality, he was a coward. Well, apparently now was that right time. He let his emotions run like water over a fall, overflowing with love. Throughout most of the speech, he was able to look at her, at least until he admitted that he wanted to live happily with she as his wife and children as well. He looked away towards his right and gripped tightly onto his Kazaana. In all honesty, he was afraid to look at her out of fear. Fear of rejection that she did not share the same dream he did. He closed his eyes and held his breath, almost readying himself for a slap across the face. And he was, in fact, slapped. Only this time, it was lighter and held a higher amount of emotion that it normally didn't have. He turned to look at Sango, just in time to be hit over the head and knocked unconscious.
He became conscious a few moments later, a little bit groggy and with a pounding headache. He refused to open his eyes. It felt as though he had been drinking all night with Inu Yasha again. Over and over he would lose to him, yet Miroku would still try to outdo the hanyou in sake tolerance. However, he felt slightly elevated and surprisingly, his head felt warm and comfortable.
"Baka." It was an utterance only his beloved Sango could sing so clearly. He finally opened his eyes and looked up. There above him was the face of his only angel, her beautiful eyes staring back down at his sugar brown ones. The woman he did truly love, now if only he could stand being close to her. It may have taken a while, but he finally realized that his head was resting on Sango's lap. He blinked a couple of times then tried to move off of her lap.
"Where are you going? You should just lay here and rest. Besides, its not like you would get this treatment all of the time." Sango knew that once she said that, he would stop instantly and lie back down on her lap. Miroku did as she predicted and settled back down on her lap. She started to run her fingers through his hari, untying the knot that is usually at the base of his neck. He tensed at this, but then decided to relax again. They stayed in a blissful silence for what seemed like eternity. Miroku sat upright suddenly and moved a bit further away from Sango. Now it was Sango's turn to be puzzled. He started to rise up to leave, but Sango caught his arm before he reached his knees. He looked at her and saw her eyes pierce their way into his soul. It wasn't a bad twinge, but rather one that two people who were meant to be together could only share. Finally, he was able to free himself from her questioning stare.
"I can't do this. If this goes even the slightest bit further, I won't be able to control myself and hold back." He looked away from her, suddenly finding the ground interesting.
Sango slid over to him and placed a hand upon his cheek. "Why? Are you afraid to be close to me. I don't understand you. You say you love me, yet you turn to run away from me." Tears were streaming down her face. Realization dawned on her the moment she came after him, even the moment she knocked him unconscious when she was angry that he did no say anything before. "Stop running and stop being so selfish!" she cried.
Miroku could only stare at her for the moment. Her hand slowly slid off his cheek and into her lap while she let the tears fall freely down her face. He had never thought of her feelings before. Could it be that she might love him in return? To say he was perplexed is an understatement. He had always thought that she resented him and how he acted; his lecherous ways. Now it was his turn for sympathy. He took both of his hands and cupped her face. Tearstained or not, he still saw her for the goddess he always believed she was. He closed the gap between their faces and pressed a feather-light kiss to her mouth.
Sango'n'Miroku4ever, Queen of All Chipmunks, c-dog, BoomBaby101, Ks- Starshine, moondust-angel. Thanks to all you reviewers. I really wouldn't have continued this story if you guys didn't say anything.
I promise that the next chapter will be up soon (I hope so!) and it in one or two more, these two lovely couples will be rejoined! Till then! Ja ne!
You know what to do! Please review!
Well anyways, I'm glad that you guys like the last chapter! Here's chapter 10!
Inu Yasha: Duh! That's what comes after 9.
Authoress: Sit!
Inu Yasha: Doesn't work when you say it ha!
Kagome pops up from nowhere: Inu Yasha sit!
*sound of Inu Yasha eating dirt*
Authoress: Thanks Kagome!
Kagome: Any time!
One with the fic!
Chapter 10 – We've Come to Terms
Sango stood there dumbfounded. She had no idea what to say and was frozen in place. All she could do was stare back at him. After what seemed like an eternity, Miroku let out an exasperated sigh and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" screamed Sango as she jumped out to grab his arm. "You can't be serious?! That's not possible!"
Miroku chuckled to himself. "Well I'm guessing that you're not thrilled about it. But I can't say that I'm not surprised. I'll leave you now." He smiled one last time at her and walked away.
At the present moment, all Sango could do was watch him walk away. Her legs weighed as much as a concrete block. Not only that, but for some odd reason, her heart ached. The monk's words were sinking into her. Now, she was waging war with herself in her mind and heart. She couldn't decide if she should will herself to move and chase after him, or let him be as he is.
Miroku walked for about a quarter of a mile and took refuge underneath a nearby tree. Once settled and comfortable, he let out a long, exasperated sigh. He knew that he let his emotions get the best of him. That little secret of his was never meant to be public knowledge really, let alone to her. He let out a small chuckle, laid his hand against his head and settled comfortably.
"I guess it was bound to come out anyway. I just wish it was under better circumstances. After Naraku was defeated would have been ideal. Maybe then, she would have taken me more seriously and not think that I just wanted her to bear my child. Then again, I've never actually asked her that as well."
A small smile grazed across his face. Slowly, his eyelids grew heavy and he dozed off into an unconscious sleep. There was a rustle from a tree nearby and out stepped Sango. There were tears streaking down her face and her entire body was trembling. She had heard everything he said. There was no possibility of denial now, she had proof. Even though she was eavesdropping and that is unladylike, she couldn't restrain her curiosity. Slowly, she made her way to his sleeping form and knelt down beside him. For a few minutes, all she could do was stare at him. Then, slowly but surely, she lifted her hand to caress his cheek. Unconsciously, he leaned into her soft touch. In little time, she kept moving her body closer and closer to his. Miroku might have actually received a kiss on the cheek if it wasn't for his lecherous ways. His hand crept to Sango's rear and proceeded to rub. The all too familiar tingling feeling that always sent shivers up and down her spine was there. She looked up to see Miroku's eyes open and a grin plastered on his face.
"Why Sango, my dear, I didn't know you cared."
A loud slap was heard throughout the forest. One tree tops, some birds flew away. Sango was now on her feet staring the monk down as he rubbed the side of his cheek.
"And you wonder why I never take you seriously, monk." The last word slipped off her tongue like venom. "You expect me to believe a word that comes out of your mouth?!"
"Well, nothing is ever easy now is it?" replied Miroku, a smile still on his face.
"And to believe I thought you were serious about us after Naraku's defeat." Sango turned to leave. As she was about to take a step, Miroku caught her arm to stop her. He was now on his feet; his face was monotone, only slightly pale, and his body trembling a bit.
"You heard that?" His voice firm, but there was a hidden layer of anxiety stressed in that sentence.
"Every word." She let out a small chuckle. Tears were starting to well up in her eyes. "Yet you do things like just now. How do you expect to be close to anyone?" she asked. Her gaze faltered down to the ground as she asked her question.
"I don't." It was a simple statement that held a strong power of emotion. He had lost hope of ever finding someone to love and love him back; at least, the love him back part. "Things just aren't in my favor." As if to put emphasis on the point, he let go of her arm and held up his hand with the Kazaana embedded within. "I don't want it to end like this. Whether you believe me or not is your choice, but I do love you. If I get close to you and share my life with you, I want to know for sure that I will be able to make you happy and actually be there for you. I do wish to have children with you, but under no circumstances will I even attempt anything of the likes while I still have the Kazaana. I will not put you through any such grief."
He had always wanted to explain everything to her. However, every time he would try, he'd run away convincing himself that the timing was just not right, when in reality, he was a coward. Well, apparently now was that right time. He let his emotions run like water over a fall, overflowing with love. Throughout most of the speech, he was able to look at her, at least until he admitted that he wanted to live happily with she as his wife and children as well. He looked away towards his right and gripped tightly onto his Kazaana. In all honesty, he was afraid to look at her out of fear. Fear of rejection that she did not share the same dream he did. He closed his eyes and held his breath, almost readying himself for a slap across the face. And he was, in fact, slapped. Only this time, it was lighter and held a higher amount of emotion that it normally didn't have. He turned to look at Sango, just in time to be hit over the head and knocked unconscious.
He became conscious a few moments later, a little bit groggy and with a pounding headache. He refused to open his eyes. It felt as though he had been drinking all night with Inu Yasha again. Over and over he would lose to him, yet Miroku would still try to outdo the hanyou in sake tolerance. However, he felt slightly elevated and surprisingly, his head felt warm and comfortable.
"Baka." It was an utterance only his beloved Sango could sing so clearly. He finally opened his eyes and looked up. There above him was the face of his only angel, her beautiful eyes staring back down at his sugar brown ones. The woman he did truly love, now if only he could stand being close to her. It may have taken a while, but he finally realized that his head was resting on Sango's lap. He blinked a couple of times then tried to move off of her lap.
"Where are you going? You should just lay here and rest. Besides, its not like you would get this treatment all of the time." Sango knew that once she said that, he would stop instantly and lie back down on her lap. Miroku did as she predicted and settled back down on her lap. She started to run her fingers through his hari, untying the knot that is usually at the base of his neck. He tensed at this, but then decided to relax again. They stayed in a blissful silence for what seemed like eternity. Miroku sat upright suddenly and moved a bit further away from Sango. Now it was Sango's turn to be puzzled. He started to rise up to leave, but Sango caught his arm before he reached his knees. He looked at her and saw her eyes pierce their way into his soul. It wasn't a bad twinge, but rather one that two people who were meant to be together could only share. Finally, he was able to free himself from her questioning stare.
"I can't do this. If this goes even the slightest bit further, I won't be able to control myself and hold back." He looked away from her, suddenly finding the ground interesting.
Sango slid over to him and placed a hand upon his cheek. "Why? Are you afraid to be close to me. I don't understand you. You say you love me, yet you turn to run away from me." Tears were streaming down her face. Realization dawned on her the moment she came after him, even the moment she knocked him unconscious when she was angry that he did no say anything before. "Stop running and stop being so selfish!" she cried.
Miroku could only stare at her for the moment. Her hand slowly slid off his cheek and into her lap while she let the tears fall freely down her face. He had never thought of her feelings before. Could it be that she might love him in return? To say he was perplexed is an understatement. He had always thought that she resented him and how he acted; his lecherous ways. Now it was his turn for sympathy. He took both of his hands and cupped her face. Tearstained or not, he still saw her for the goddess he always believed she was. He closed the gap between their faces and pressed a feather-light kiss to her mouth.
Sango'n'Miroku4ever, Queen of All Chipmunks, c-dog, BoomBaby101, Ks- Starshine, moondust-angel. Thanks to all you reviewers. I really wouldn't have continued this story if you guys didn't say anything.
I promise that the next chapter will be up soon (I hope so!) and it in one or two more, these two lovely couples will be rejoined! Till then! Ja ne!
You know what to do! Please review!