DEPTHS OF THE DAMNED
...Caressing her Feelings...
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The next morning, Sango looked at the calendar and saw that it was Wednesday and rolled over on her side and accidentally fell off the bed. "Aaah!" she yelped as she was in mid-air, but was surprised to find that when she fell, she hit something warm and...ALIVE?! "What the heck?" Sango jumped off the live object and stood up tall on her bed. She peered back down at the thing and realized that it was none other than...
"MIROKU—WHAT—ARE—YOU—DOING—IN—MY—BEDROOM?!" she shrieked.
Miroku, who was obviously asleep earlier, but then was awoken by Sango falling on top of him, which he enjoyed, by the way, jumped up when she screeched his name at him. Obviously, he'd better weasel his way out of this, otherwise, Sango will kill him if he didn't think of something fast.
"Oh, Sango dear, see, you invited me last night to have a last-week-of-school celebration and there were chaperones, and Naraku, err, tried to get you drunk, yes, I know that you don't like him, of course you wouldn't invite him, he invited himself, and, well...please don't look at me like that...so I, uh, tried to, err, stop him, which I, err, did, and you, um, didn't realize that, uhhhh...he knocked me unconscious and dragged me, err, uh, um...up here. Please Sango—don't—kill—me!"
Miroku bent on his knees and looked up at Sango pleadingly.
"...Miroku, why are you really here?" she sighed as she pulled him up to her on the bedside.
"...'CauseIgotlockedoutsidemyhouseandtherewasnowhereelsetogosoIthoughtIcouldcomehereandIguessI'mregrettingthatrightnowaren'tI...?" he muttered very quickly.
"Um, I didn't catch that..." Sango apologized.
"I got locked outside my house last night, and there was no way I could get in, I couldn't find my keys, too dark out. There was no where else to go, so I thought I could come here. I guess I didn't think about you getting mad about it, huh?" he murmured as he looked up into her eyes.
"Well, now that you told me that, I guess it's okay... Wait. That meant you had to break into my house! Miroku...Miroku?" Sango said.
Miroku had been sneaking away outside the bedroom and Sango chased after him. Miroku turned his head to the side and saw Sango trailing him and he set off even faster.
"Aah! I'm sorry, Sango! Aah! Please forgive me! Owowowowowowow!" For Miroku had tripped over himself and was "gracefully" sliding down the staircase.
Sango gasped, "MIROKU! OH, I'M SORRY...! I DIDN'T MEAN TO...!" and ran down to follow him, hoping he wouldn't break his neck or any other body part, for that. She reached the bottom before him and stopped him from hitting the hard floor at the bottom. He sat down on the steps and tugged her down beside him, wrapping his arm around her protectively; Sango blushed and made a small squeaking sound.
"Thank you..." Miroku gasped.
"It's okay, I was chasing you and, well, you tripped." Sango smiled.
"Yes, well, you wouldn't have been chasing me if I hadn't, err, broken into your house last night..." he muttered slowly as he looked up at her with an apologetic face. Sango grinned at him.
"Well, I mean, you were locked outside your house, what could you do? I mean, if you would've just rang the doorbell, I would've gladly have let you stay." She reassured him. "C'mon, you fix yourself something to eat while I go get dressed." She paused as she looked at him and added, "Don't get any funny ideas..." she winked at him and progressed her way to the top.
"C'mon, Miroku, we're gonna be late!" Sango gasped as she dragged Miroku out the door. "You can eat your banana on the way, now hurry!"
Miroku nodded and happily stuffed the banana in his mouth and grinned as he gulped it. Sango stared at him with a strange look on her face.
"What am I going to do with you...?" she sighed, a smile appearing on her graceful lips.
"I dunno... Maybe another banana should do the trick..."
"Forget the banana!" she growled as they barely made it to the bus. She stepped on and Miroku followed her closely, and, not passing up a perfect opportunity, managed to cop a feel on his dear, dear Sango.
A girl screaming "HENTAI!" and then a hand colliding with a face could be heard throughout the neighborhood as several onlookers looked around curiously. They muttered to themselves as they continued on with their business, "Must be those darned kids again!"
"And then, he caresses my bottom as I start to sit down on the bus seat! Can you believe it? Sometimes I wonder why I even put up with him..." Sango exclaimed to her regular couple of friends.
"Hmm, I dunno, maybe because you loooooooooooooooove him and you want to huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug him, and you want to hooooooooooooooooold him, and you want to kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss him." Ayame smirked mischievously as they waited in their homeroom.
Sango growled low in her throat and flushed. Ayame and Kikyou giggled.
"It's true, San, everyone can see how much you just love Miroku, honestly." Kikyou stated. "It's so obvious. And I'm not trying to make fun of you, either."
"Right." Sango muttered as she rested her head in her hands. She glanced at the clock in the front of the room and groaned. Only a few minutes had passed and it seemed like it was fifteen minutes! ...It was going to be a looong day. Sango just knew it.
"Hey, Sango." A voice tickled the hairs on the back of the girl's neck. She gasped as she whirled her head around and saw Miroku there, smiling innocently. She grinned at him and gave him a swift peck on the cheek as he embraced her.
"Sorry about the caressing thing today." He whispered.
"I told you already, Miroku, it's okay. I forgive you. Really." She told him.
"Really?" Miroku echoed.
"Yes." Sango answered.
"Thank you, Sango! Anyways, I have to get to class. Some people here like InuYasha are just too impatient to wait for their friends!" he added as he shot a look at InuYasha, who was leaning against the nearest locker and was crossing his arms.
Miroku waved at Sango and followed InuYasha. Sango could hear them arguing about how stubborn and impatient the hanyou was. She rolled her eyes and closed her locker shut and walked off towards chemistry.
"Just—two—more—days!" Sango gasped. "Two—more—days! Then I never have to step foot in this damn place ever again! Well, at least, until summer's over."
"Yes, finally. Then, ta da! No more Naraku!" Kikyou exclaimed cheerfully. Sango gasped then exclaimed as she hit the air triumphantly with her fist.
"But then I can't see Kouga till next year..." Ayame whimpered sadly.
"Why's that?" Sango and Kikyou echoed each other.
"He doesn't live nearby me."
"So? You two can just meet up somewhere nearby, it's simple enough." Kikyou said solemnly as she twirled around a pencil.
"Hey, yeah. I never thought about that! Thanks, Kikyou!"
"Hey, I'm just here for people." She mumbled.
The bell rang and the girls left the classroom to head off towards Study Hall.
"Well, I dun have any homework. What about you guys?" Sango asked nonchalantly as she placed her feet up on an empty desk and curled a strand of hair around her index finger.
"Me neither..." the two others said and they scooted their desks over to Sango's so they could play "Clue". The majority of the class had board games out, and they'd be lucky to even get "Scrabble". Ayame walked over to the cabinet and leafed through the board games. She muttered to herself and pulled out the last "Clue" game. She waltzed over to Sango and Kikyou and placed the board on the desks as they set it up.
.
"I think...that it was...Colonel Mustard...in the library...with the revolver." Sango proclaimed as she looked through the three cards in the small yellowing envelope. She frowned and stuffed them back in their case. "One of you have a go at it..." she muttered slowly.
She had been right on two of the cards, except it had been the Kitchen card, not the Library.
"I deduce...that it was Colonel Mustard...with the revolver..." she glanced over at Sango who had propped her feet up again on a vacant desk and continued on. "...In the kitchen..."
She leafed through all three of the cards and held them out.
"Read 'em and weep, ladies." She grinned as Ayame stared dumbfounded.
"WOW!" Ayame gasped. "How'd you know?"
"A miko's old trick..." she muttered as she glanced, a small smile lifting, at the two; Sango scoffed.
R-RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING.
Sango, Ayame, and Kikyou burst out the door in front of everyone to hurry into the hallway, get into their lockers, and take out the books they needed, and hurry out to the bus and actually get good seats.
As they all boarded the large bus, they chose a large seat fit for three, and flopped down on it, clearly exhausted. Kikyou took to sorting through her bag and pulled out a book and started reading through it. Ayame stared at the window and saw in its reflection, Kouga. She gasped excitedly and leaned over the seat in front of her as Kouga came and fell abruptly atop it.
Sango sat in the middle of the three, cramped, and, sighing loudly, gathered her stuff and belongings, and took the seat behind them. Kikyou promptly scooted herself away from the edge comfortably. Sango glared at the two and crossed her arms and continued to glare out the window, when Miroku came beside her and sat himself down next to her. Her face lightened a bit and looked at him.
"Hey..." he said as he stroked her cheek. "Rough day?" Sango nodded subconsciously as she threw a glance back towards the school and found Naraku bullying some sophomore girls and boys. A shorter boy kept jumping up and down, trying to retrieve his bag from Naraku's clutch, when the older dark-haired boy purposely dropped it on top of the sophomore, who fell to the ground. She scowled and turned back to Miroku.
She realized that tomorrow was Thursday. Friday was the last day of school. Her heart stopped and her stomach did a few back flips. She had almost forgotten! As the bus left the school, her mind lightened up a bit as she relaxed to the thought of summer vacation, and being able to sit next to Miroku on the way home. Yes, the day wasn't so bad after all...
