The trouble with wishes
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any other character in this fanfic; they are all creations of Rumiko Takahashi.
Chapter 1: Intro
"Hentai!" a shrill scream rang in the ears of the bemused young man who sat rubbing his reddening face. "It was a bug, I was only removing it!" he explained innocently. Gingerly he touched the growing welt on his face.
"Aww come on Sango, it's me. Does it look like I'm thinking anything naughty?" he told the fuming girl before him with a sweet smile. She looked away, angrily crossing her arms as though to shield herself from that adorable smile. 'Damn you houshi!' she cursed inwardly.
She turned on him and inspected him carefully; dark eyes sceptical. "Yes," she replied eyes flashing. He hurriedly rose and backed away. Sango watched him go. Although she would rather die than admit it; she was falling in love with the boneheaded perv.
She sighed; thinking of his tall, lean, muscular, tanned body...his violet sparkling eyes, melting smile, adorable ponytail. She sighed again and jumped when a timid voice inquired, "Are you going to stay there all day Sango-chan?" Sango whirled around to come face to face with a long legged girl with raven black hair that fell below her waist.
"Eh? Oh, sorry Kagome-chan, I was just—preoccupied, that's all. Do you need help?" "No, I was just wondering if you'd seen Shippo?" Sango half-smiled, "Yes, he was playing with Kirara. Don't worry; they couldn't have strayed too far."
Kagome's lovely face slowly took on the sly smile of a matchmaker. "Don't worry too much. I'll take care of it, why don't you go see Miroku-sama?"
Miroku being the young houshi who had groped her again; that would be the fifth time that day. Sango blushed, "No really I'm okay. I'll just go to the river and get some water..." She walked away dazedly and found herself in front of the river. She crouched and stared at her reflection sadly while gazing at her build doubtfully.
'I'm so unwomanly...' she thought miserably. Long brown hair tied in a tight ponytail and her huge boomerang, Hiraikotsu slung over one shoulder. She was tall and muscular and lean from all the travelling. Suddenly she saw another face in her own. "Kohaku?" she whimpered.
The name of her brother came unbidden from her mouth. She clapped her hand harshly across her mouth while biting her lower lip hard. Tears sprang quickly into her chocolate eyes and she closed them tightly. Still, they slipped out and fell onto her reflection obliterating it.
A callused hand wrapped by prayer beads fell softly onto her shoulder and she froze. Whirling around to face her unwelcome guest she lost her footing and fell backwards into the river. Miroku's hands shot out to grab thin air. With a wild shriek she stood up to her hips in ice cold water.
Sputtering with shock she scrambled up the river bank and onto the soft grass of the meadow. Miroku's face was emotionless even though he struggled to contain his laughter as she sat huddled like a wet cat. He crouched down before her and said calmly, "We should get back and get you into warmer clothes before you get sick." He hauled her up and cautiously enveloped her in his robes before beginning to walk back to their camp.
A blur of red startled him as a white haired boy stopped in front of him curiously. "Hello Inuyasha," Miroku said courteously before stepping around him. "Kagome sent me to check on you when I said I'd heard a scream," he said crossing his arms and arrogantly sticking his nose upwards. His fuzzy ears twitched carefully and his golden eyes looked mockingly at the priest. "Whaddya do this time, bouzu?" he asked.
Sango meanwhile carefully pried the houshi's strong arms off her and began to walk back to camp alone, completely unnoticed by the two idiots who began to bicker. She arrived back within moments to find a tidy camp. "Kagome?" she called out.
The girl had been sitting by the fire, completely lost in thought. She looked up and exclaimed anxiously, "Oh Sango-chan! What happened?"
She got up and proceeded to help Sango out of her sopping wet clothes, before asking a small red-headed fox boy to watch out for the others. Sango stuttered out, "Kirara, p-p-please help him." The smallest little cat you've ever seen who had been watching enquiringly got up from her warm spot by the fire and walked over to the fox boy, Shippo.
Kagome handed Sango a towel and Sango dried off quickly, glancing around fearfully, feeling as though she were being watched. Inuyasha finally caught up with Miroku who was staring fixedly ahead. Shippo turned and stared straight where he sensed Miroku was.
"Wha—"Inuyasha started, Miroku slapped a hand across his mouth and with the other pointed to their camp. Inuyasha's eyes went wide and he blushed. Hurriedly he looked down and shuffled away. Miroku's eyes glazed over and he sighed happily. 'I would gladly die now after seeing such a...delicious sight.'
His back stiffened as he felt something watching him as Sango was also feeling. He looked around and made eye contact with a pair of glowing green orbs. He stepped back and vanished into the surrounding forest. It was then that Shippo called out, "They're coming."
Sango pulled one of Kagome's sweaters down and snuggled deep within its warmth as Inuyasha tromped in angrily, face hidden by his swirling white hair. Kagome stared at him then stood up and brushed the hair away; she was greeted by his flaming red face. Not being a fool her eyes widened in understanding and she led him away whispering.
Sango sat staring at the fire when Miroku decided to approach her. He sat down next to her and stared at the fire with her. After a few moments he said softly, "I'm sorry about what happened at the river. I didn't know you hadn't realized I was there." His velvet voice comforted her greatly and it was all she could do not to cry. "Want to talk?" he asked.
She shook her head mutely. After a few tense seconds she whispered, "Kohaku...I was—I was looking into the river and I saw his face. It was then that I realized I hadn't thought about him for a few days. And—and it scared me because I realized that if I don't think of him who will? There is no home in the world for me and my brother anymore. And you, houshi, you've done so much for me; you and Kirara and Kagome and Shippo and Inuyasha. But me? What have I done for anyone except bring death in my wake?"
Sango stood, brushing tears and hurried away into the now dark forest. Miroku followed her, his staff's rings clinking together. Shippo and Kirara watched this all take place without so much as blinking an eye. Sango vented her anger on the nearest tree, she unleashed Hiraikotsu with renewed energy and cut the tree into a neat bundle at her feet.
She wiped away the last of her tears and lifted the bundle up and made her way back to camp where Miroku had just finished stumbling back to. "There you are!" he said, relief evident in his voice. "Of course; I just went to get more firewood," she replied.
That sounded ridiculous even to her as they glanced down at the large pile of wood that sat neatly by the burning flames. "Let's walk," Miroku said. He led her away and called out, "Inuyasha? Kagome? Will you stop hiding out there and watch Shippo?" Two bemused heads poked out from one of the trees. "Er, hai," replied Kagome. She picked up the immobile form of the sleeping Shippo and gently lowered him into her sleeping bag. Sango waited for Miroku and he walked back to the sparkling river. The moon was full and it shined with a beautiful eerie air. He sat down and pulled Sango with him. "I don't think you bring death in your wake," were his first words. "I think you are a wonderful young woman who needs to understand just how important she is. Sango, if only you could see thru my eyes you would see what I see and maybe then be at peace with yourself." Sango gave him a shy smile and looked up into the moonlight, "Hai, and if that were true I wish you could see thru my eyes so you would understand how I feel." She bent down and scooped some of the water into her mouth and drank steadily. Miroku watched her patiently and then he to felt an overpowering urge to drink as much of the water as possible. It was in the morning when they both woke up that they realized something was terribly, terribly wrong...
To be continued....
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