yes! as promised a two in one combo!! w00t!! ok well congradulations on getting through my lame attempt to create a plotline. I bet nobody reviewed after that chapter did they? I didnt think so. well, if I dont get at least 5 reviews after this I'm not going to update!! STRIKE STRIKE STRIKE!!!

Disclaimer: ok, what does every other story on this site say? yeah well the same applies to me so just scroll down and read the story now ok?

oh and miroku fangirls just might want to go grab a bib or something. I'm hoping I did a good job with a half decent discription ;)
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Sango opened her eyes and noticed it was dawn. This was her favorite time of day next to the twilight and the deep night. She walked outside to find the hill where she had watched the sunrise everyday. It had a perfect view of the mountains far off in the distance and the sound of the stream nearby was refreshing in the quiet. The sky was getting light and she began to walk a little faster. By the time she reached the bottom of the hill the sunlight was angled. The sight that awaited her took her breath away and made her stop suddenly. Actually, it wasn't the sunrise appearing over the hill, but rather the person appearing over the crest of the hill drying his hair off with his robes.

"Miroku! I-I, your alive!! I-I mean o-of course your alive but you're a-awake!!" Sango squeeked but Miroku didn't seem to hear. A deep crimson blush had spread across her face. (alrighty miroku fangirls get out some rags or bibs or something )

Miroku carried his robes in one hand, attempting to dry his hair out with the cloth while holding his staff in his other hand. He had no clothes on except a loincloth and the cloth and beads he wore around his arm to prevent the kazanna. Kuso...I never realized just how good-looking miroku was. Sango attempted to look away but her eyes were riveted to Miroku's upper torso, his stomach and chest toned to perfection. She also noticed just how the sunlight glinted off the water droplets glinting off his shoulder and running down to his belly button. His hair was down, but in sangos opinion it looked much better that way. She suddenly realized she had stopped breathing and took in a deep breath, followed by a sigh of longing. He looks like a god like this...this must be what kagome meant by somebody being "hot" Sango toutched her face, noticing that it felt like it was on fire. wait...what am I thinking?! did I just liken Miroku to a god?! Her thoughts were scattered and disoriented once again by the sight of his toned and muscled body.

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Im drifting away somehow
By the breath that's off the morning sun
I'm walking into the light
As I can see you shining bright
Sunlight...
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When miroku looked up he saw a very disoriented sango blushing furiously. He gave a small laugh and turned to the line of trees at the top of the hill still shaking out his hair. He looked back at sango with her eyes glazed over and a light pink shading her cheeks. "well sango are you coming?" With that he walked over and leaned against the tree with the best view of the sunrise.

Sango jumped as she heard him call her name. am I coming? Wait, where are we going? Miroku? Her thoughts may have been jumbled but when she saw miroku disappear she had a sudden urge to follow and began to run slightly. As she ran a feeling of despair entered her body but was removed when she turned the corner and realized he had just gone to a tree nearby. What was that all about? Why do I suddenly feel like...like I need to be as close to him as possible? But how do I do it without him suspecting? She was so wrapped up in plans she didn't notice his legs outstretched as he looked up at her. Her foot caught on his knee and she fell face first into the dirt. "Sango are you ok?" Miroku asked sounding slightly alarmed. Ow... "I'm okay miroku..." Sango's face had become slightly redder since she had just embarrassed herself in front of him. Wait, why do I suddenly become clumsy around him. It was his fault anyway. Its all because of his big stupid feet and long legs. His big strong, muscled, stupid feet and legs. Wow, Ive never realized just how perfect his legs are...her mind drifted back to the rest of his body and she turned a deeper shade of red. What am I thinking? Bad sango!! Bad sango!! Now is no time for thoughts like that..." "Sango, here, let me help you..." "no really im fi-"her thoughts jumbled as she felt strong yet gentle arms lift her up effortlessly into a sitting position. "lean back and relax sango."

Sango's mind still hadn't recovered so she didn't notice when miroku's strong arms wrapped around her stomach and gently pulled her backwards onto his (still bare) chest. When she finally realized what she was leaning on, her face became a dark reddish purple and all she could do was let out small gasps. W-What is going on here? How long has he been holding me like this? Why do I feel this way? He hasn't even made a pass at me yet?! Somethings wrong... "what are you doing you lech- ""Ssh sango, its alright. I promise to keep my hands to myself. Now will you just stay still and watch whats left of the sunrise with me?" His arms squeezed tighter and Sango took in a sharp breath of air. The sound of his voice whispering in her ear sounded like a gentile breeze and sent a warm shivers thoughout her body. She kept trying to focus her thoughts but everytime she tried he would just give a quick squeeze and her mind would be overthrown once again. Withought her noticing her body had managed to slump back into his and find a comfortable spot. She didn't fight for very long before realizing just what an opportunity this was. She pretended to be tired and slumped back, resting her head against his chest and sighing in contentment. What a strange feeling...I feel as though I'm perfectly safe and nothing can go wrong now that im in his I possibly really love miroku, pervert that he is? Is that the reason I feel so ...happy? Well, since im feeling this way I better enjoy it while the letcher keeps it romantic...she sighed and shifted slightly, feeling the warmth of the sun hitting her and the soft warm breeze as miroku exhaled sending tingles down her spine.
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Suuunlight....
Nothing like your warm embrace
it feeeels so right
shining on your sculpted face
suuuunlight...
it feeeels so right
shining on your sculpted face
sunlight...
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yes I dont own the song either and Im sorry if I didnt say that earlier. please review and let me know if I did a good job on this chapter I'm hoping I did but if I didnt well I guess you could flame me or something -gets out flame retardant clothes and shield- ok im ready!! I think...x.x

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