Chapter 7: Will this be the end?
Sango and Miroku made their way to the river side, now hesitant and unsure, but with grim determination. The wind rustled the leaves and the air was suddenly fresher, much to Miroku's joy. "Wow, you get perky—ow!" Sango elbowed him in the head and they sat down, away from each other.
Miroku edged closer to Sango but she leaned away. "I am not going to kiss myself! Only you are narcissistic enough to do that!" Miroku grinned, "Is that what you think? Sango, I have behaved out of respect of your body, I'm wearing a freakin' pad, just for you! I want my body back. Just a peck will do it, ne?"
Miroku leaned in and Sango edged back—unfortunately to close to the river and plunged in. Miroku grabbed her and they both fell in. Sango's shriek echoed in Miroku's ears. He shook his head to clear his ringing ears and sputtered with the shocking coolness.
They scrambled up the bank just like their first encounter with the damn river and warmed themselves in each others warmth. "Kami, it's f cold!" And somehow or other their lips met and pulled away. They closed their eyes and....
Nothing had changed. Sango punched the ground but Miroku merely meditated quietly. They heard Kirara's meow and turned to face her. She transformed and let them fall asleep n her warm belly. Her rumbling purrs lulled them asleep carefully. She licked Miroku's face and then Sango's and closed her own eyes.
It was Miroku who heard the birds again and again he thought murderously, 'Damn things, why the hell don't the just drop dead with their happy little lives? Little bastards!' He groaned and sat up, rubbing his clothed and beaded hand. "Nani?" he shouted and turned to a perfectly normal Sango.
"Sango! We-we're back! We're back! Yes, yes!" he jumped up and danced around in ecstasy. Sango sat up bewildered and smiled a truly lovely smile. She sighed with relief and flopped back onto Kirara's warm body.
Miroku stopped celebrating and sank to his knees in front of Sango. "Sango? I'm sorry you had to go through this. But there's been something I've wanted to do for days now!" He hugged her and she went rigid. After a few seconds she returned the hug much to Miroku's delight.
Then the crashing of the trees startled them and Inuyasha popped through, veins popping in his anger. Sango and Miroku sweat-dropped and they released each other. Kagome poked her head out and shouted, "They were having a special moment, the mood was perfect! You baka! Why didn't you leave them alone! Obviously they changed back!" She ranted on and on and Inuyasha stepped back, uncertainly.
She pulled Inuyasha by the hair back into the bushes and he growled. She reached over her spare hand and rubbed his ear. His foot thumped in rhythm, he purred with the delicious feeling having his ear scratched. Sango and Kagome giggled. While Miroku's mouth titled at one corner, Shippo laughed and Inuyasha snapped himself from it, knocking Kagome's hand away and stomping away. She followed him and so did everyone else.
It was later on sitting by the fire that everyone else demanded and explanation, but business first always... "Hentai!" Sango screamed and slapped the grinning Miroku with ease.
The end.
Well thanks guys, it's been great. I'll come up with a new story soon, I promise. But I sincerely hope you enjoyed my first story. Thanks a lot people. Ciao. Luv you all.