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"Of course, I was just wandering," Inuyasha said as he laid beside Kagome. She shivered in his arms, and he ran for a blanket. Covering her up, he nuzzled as close to her as he could. Her aura still kept his focus, as well as her ears. He found himself rubbing Kagomes stomach as she slowly started to drift off. She was almost asleep when she felt a small thud on her stomach.

"Not so hard, Inuyasha," Kagome said as she turned over to see a very confused hanyou.

"That wasn't me," he replied, a small grin on his face as he realized what it was.

Kagome looked down at her stomach. As she met Inuyasha's gaze, and knew instantly what he was thinking. "No Inuyasha, I'm not even over a month, yet," Kagome replied. "Unless," she continued, "Inuyasha, how long does a female youkai carry before giving birth?"

Inuyasha looked confused. "I dunno, I guess we will have to ask Kaede when we get back," he said as he laid his head back down on Kagome's stomach, and silently fell asleep. Kagome followed all too willingly. Her knew keen hearing allowed her to hear a combination between her heartbeat, Inuyasha's, and the slight heartbeat of the pups.

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AUTHORS NOTE: Meanwhile back in the village, everyone had become extremely worried about Kagome. All they knew was that Inuyasha had taking her back to her time because she was sick. It had been almost a week since they had heard from the couple. Kaede had become worried most of all. If something had happened to Kagome, Inuyasha would be lost in that time. He didn't know how to survive in Kagome's time, nor did he know how to act. It was nighttime, and Miroku and Sango had been unknowingly become more affectionate towards each other. Kaede noticed it however. First Inuyasha and Kagome, now Sango and Miroku. It felt so good to finally see the group getting along well.

"No, no, no," Sango said as she tossed and turned. "Kohaku," she sat up screaming. By now she was in Miroku's arms as he tried to console her. "No, why," she cried into the Monks clothing.

Miroku just sat rocking back and forth with Sango on his lap. "Shhh, shhh, it's ok, it's ok Sango," Miroku said softly as the young demon slayer continued to cry. "It was just a dream Sango, It was just a dream," He continued. "No ones going to hurt you. It was just a bad dream. I wont let anyone harm you Sango," Miroku started to lightly brush his hands down her hair.

"I wish it was only a dream," Sango replied before she fell back to sleep. She looked so peaceful; he didn't want to disturb her. So he leaned his head back against the hut wall and let her sleep nestled in his arms. She hadn't seemed to mind it when she had snuggled into him so lightly while she was crying. Then falling asleep while he held her didn't seem half that bad either. Eventually he dozed off himself.

When Sango awoke the next morning, she was shocked to see herself sitting on the Monks lap. "He hadn't let go of me the whole night," she thought to herself. A new fondness grew for the pervert in her mind. He smelled so sweet, and actually looked cute while he was sleeping. She snuggled back into his chest, actually enjoying the safe feeling of his arms around her. Shippo came hopping into the hut about an hour later. Sango had finally passed back out, when..

"SANGO! MIROKU! Lady Kaede said to tell you two love birds that breakfast was ready," he practically yelled at the top of his lungs.

Mirokus eyes flew open at the sound of the young kit's voice. Sango tried to burry her face in Miroku's chest. He couldn't tell if she just had wanted a little more sleep, or if she was embarrassed about the 'love birds' comment. Miroku smirked more to himself then anyone else. "Well be there in a few," Miroku said as he wrapped an arm tighter around Sango's side. As he did a small gasp escaped her mouth.

Once the kit was out of the hut, Miroku lifted Sango's face up to look at his. Her cheeks were as red as they could get. "It was the comment that made her retreat into him," He thought to himself. Neither one spoke for along time. They were both caught in each other's eyes. Miroku was the first to break the silence. "Did you sleep better the second time around," he asked. She nodded her head, finally remembering the night before.

"Thank you," she managed to reply before her cheeks were too red for words.

"If ye don't get ye butts out of bed now there wont be any breakfast left for ye," Lady Kaede had called from outside the hut.

Miroku released his grip on the slayer, and allowed her to get up. She hesitated for a minute, enjoying the warmth of being near him, and then she got up.

As the two stepped outside the hut, they could see that Shippo was already on his second bowl of raimen. Sango sat and took her bowl. Miroku did the same. They were all silent for almost all of breakfast.

"Any news on Kagome and Inuyasha," Sango finally broke the silence.

Kaede just shook her head.

Sango looked down at the ground. "I could really use Kagomes happiness around here right about now," she sighed to herself. She couldn't help think about her dream last night. "Lady Kaede, if you don't mind I think I wish to be by myself today, instead of doing chores today. If that is ok with you," Sango requested.

Kaede nodded her head. She had heard the young girl's cries the night before, and listened as Miroku flew to her side to soothe them.

Sango nodded back in return.

After breakfast was over, Sango helped clean up, then she went walking. Miroku asked Kaede if he could also be excused from the day's chores, so that he could keep an eye on Sango. Kaede had allowed it.

Sango walked until she just couldn't walk anymore. She fell down to her knees in front of a spring. As she did she looked at her face in the water, and fell to the ground crying. Kirara softly nuzzled her cheek, and curling up next to her for comfort. "That damn dream," she thought. Then she remembered what she had said the night before when Miroku had told her it was a dream. 'I wish it was just a dream' she had remembered telling him. She had been right. The things that had happened that day that she lost both her father and her brother to Naraku haunted her dreams so many times as she slept. But what haunted her the most is that her brother had tried to kill her. Plus that Naraku had tricked him into doing it. "I wish it was just a dream," she mumbled as she fell into a deep sleep.

"Where am I," Sango asked as she looked around. The scene looked oddly familiar, but yet strangely unfamiliar.

"Kohaku, don't you remember me. I'm your sister. Why are you attacking me?" Sango heard in the distance. She was appalled to turn around and see herself before the scene of that terrible day. Witnessing it from the sidelines. "Kohaku!?!" Sango cried.

"He doesn't remember you. He doesn't remember who he is. He doesn't remember anything. He obeys only me," Sango heard a voice call out.

"Naraku," Sango growled as she tried to run after him, not paying attention to the battle scene anymore.

The closer she got, the farther away he seemed to be.

"Naraku, stop being a coward and fight me," Sango cried out.

When Miroku had finally caught up to Sango, she was sitting by a spring crying in her sleep. She was having the dream again. He bent down and gently shook her. "Sango," his voice was soft and caring. "Sango wake up its just a dream. Sango"

Her eyes flutter opened to see the Monk sitting above her with a worried look on his face. Before she knew what she was doing, she jumped into his arms. She wanted nothing more than to be held and comforted at the moment. He was a little off guard, and the force of her attack had almost cost him to fall backwards, but he kept his balance. He sat there holding her. One arm around her shoulders, while the other lightly brushed across the surface of her hair again. They both sat there not saying a word. Miroku just let the slayer cry. "It will do her some good to just let it all out," he thought.

"What is this dream that you keep having about your brother?" Miroku finally broke the silence, after Sango had cried out all her tears.

Sango was silent for a minute then she replied, "It's a constant replay of the day that my father and brother were killed by Naraku. He had my brother try to kill me. When I tried to call out to him, Naraku informed me that Kohaku wouldn't remember me, nor would he remember himself. Or anything about our past for that matter. Nothing. Just plain nothing. He's like a puppet. What am I suppose to do Miroku? I was his older sister. I was the one that told him he was ready, when he was really scared to do anything. I sent him to his death. I should have protected him better." She began crying again. This time she pulled the monk closer as she buried her face in his neck and cried again.

Miroku couldn't get his emotions under control. He felt sorry and pity, for Sango. Anger at Naraku for making her watch what he had done to Kohaku. And compassion for the very vulnerability of the stone cold slayer's heart. "Sango it wasn't your fault. Naraku is a good at deceiving people, and he thrives on their pain. Don't let him take your reason to keep fighting for your family away from you. Take your compassion and anger for what he did to your family and portray it when you are fighting. Just think of it as every demon you kill brings you that much closer to getting your brother back, and avenging your father, and people's deaths." Miroku spoke so soft she couldn't believe that it was him that was saying this.

She lifted her head up for a moment, to look into his eyes. His eyes showed pain, and compassion at the same time. Before she knew it she had leaned in and lightly brushed her lips across his.

He looked at her shocked, he had almost pulled back away from it, but didn't. He had never had a female kiss him before, besides his mother.

Sango pulled away and looked at the ground. "I.. umm... sorry Miroku... I didn't mean to." Sango tried to find the right words.

Miroku was still taken back by the gesture. She had kissed him. After all the slaps on the head, and with hiratsu, she had been the one to kiss him. He leaned in kissing her back this time. Slowly he parted her lips with his tongue, and he searched the deaths of her mouth with it. His hand caressed the small of her back as he brought her closer to him.

Sango was the one that pulled away once again. She stared at the ground for a minute, while she blushed.

"Are you ok," Miroku asked. He was kind of shocked at how abruptly she had pulled away from the kiss, after allowing him to do it for so long.

"Yea," she giggled like a schoolgirl. She wanted to kick herself. "We should be getting back to the village, its getting dark and Kaede will be needing our help with dinner," Sango tried to hide her embarrassment, but glad she had found an excuse to stop him from asking anymore questions.

Once they were back in the village, Sango couldn't help but laugh to see an annoyed Kaede, as a very excited Shippo bounced around her. Sango grabbed Miroku's shoulder before they came in hearing distance of the hut, " Thank you again." She turned and pointed and Miroku. "That's your task," she replied pointing at Shippo. "You entertain him while I help Kaede with dinner," Sango smirked at the expression on his face.

' "Thank you." That was all she had said. No explanation of why she had pulled away from me during the kiss or nothing. No reason why she had suddenly wanted to get back to the village. Nothing.' Miroku thought to himself. He grumbled under his breath, as the young kit bounced around him excitedly. "Why had he have to get the job of taking care of the kit." Although the kit had adopted both Inuyasha and Miroku as his father, and Sango and Kagome as his mother. The kit still was annoying at times. How in the world the girls put up with his constant nagging he couldn't understand.

After dinner was over, Miroku put the kit to bed in Kaede's hut, and then walked next door to the guest hut. Sango was already laying down in bed, and covered up.

She watched him cross the room and get ready for bed himself. "Miroku," she called after him before he went to crawl up in the blanket that Kagome had brought them all back from her time.

Miroku looked over at her, " Yes, Sango."

"Will you sleep with me," Sango asked.

The monk laughed a bit. "If this is all I had to do to get someone to sleep with me then I would have done it along time ago," He joked, trying to get her to laugh.

"Baka, never fails. You start being nice and then it goes down the drain," Sango turned over fuming as her cheeks burned red. She felt a hand lay down on her shoulder. She turned to see Miroku.

"I was just trying to make you laugh Sango," he defended his actions. "I'm sorry," he added.

Sango lifted the covers up for him to slide under. When he did he was shocked to find that Sango softly cuddle up to him laying down on his bare chest. She took in his scent, and it aroused something deep inside of her. He felt her skin become hot to the tough as she laid her head and body up against his. "Sango," Miroku called.

"Yes Miroku," Sango replied half asleep.

"Why did you pull away today," Miroku asked in a kind of hurt voice.

Sango was silent. "Because I had gotten scared that I might let you go too far with it," She shyly admitted. "You see today was the first day I've ever had a kiss," she added. "And your consoling me felt so good, that I got scared when I felt myself falling deeper and deeper into the kiss. Then when you caressed my back I knew I had to stop myself, or I would have been sorry," she finished, as her eyes never left the wall.

"Sango you know I would never take advantage of you," Miroku said lowly. "I may be a huge pervert, but im not that poor of an excuse for a man, am I?" He turned to look at her.

"No," Sango had said lightly. Her breathing became heavier as her body gave in. Sango reached up bringing Miroku's face down to her's and kissing him. "Miroku take me, please. I'm so tired of being alone. I want to know what it feels like to be loved. Take me please. You have my permission," the words just flew out of her mouth.

Miroku's breath left him. "Sango, I dunno if I.."

"What are you not attracted to me or something," her words were bitter, as she was on the brink of crying again.

"No, I just don't want you to do this, and then regret it in the morning," Miroku said looking at the floor. "Heh, never thought I would turn the offer down to have sex. Although I've never had the offer before," he thought to himself.

"I won't," she whispered as she kissed him. He just let go, and kissed her back. His hands nervously caressed her back as he lightly slid off her nightshirt. As she lay there naked, she went to move her arms to cover herself. He stopped her, "Don't your beautiful to me even with the scar." As he completely uncovered her he started to kiss every scar from top to bottom. As he did Sango felt her body burn up. His lips felt like they were burning holes straight through her body, and into her soul making all the scars go away with every kiss. He came up to kiss her lips and as he did he went to push in. "Are you sure about this," he asked her one last time.

Sango nodded, and her body rose completely off of the ground as he pushed in. Her eyes filled up with tears, as the monk held completely still, wiping the tears off of her face. "Do you want me to stop," he asked not being able to bear the sight of her crying. She shook her head, and put on a smile. He slowly started to make love to her. Trying to kiss every spot that needed to be kissed, tend to every wound that needed to be tended to, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. The whole time, he kept making sure that she was getting pleasure. He tended to her every need. As Sango reached her climax, her body trembled fiercely causing Miroku to reach his on climax dangerously hard. He collapsed on top of her both out of breath. Sango cuddled as close to him as she possible could, and rest seemed to overtake them both easily.

AUTHORS NOTE: SORRY GUYS IT'S LIKE 10 O'CLOCK AT NIGHT, AND IM KIND OF IN A BLOCK RIGHT ABOUT NOW. THE PAST 6 STORIES I HAVE COME UP WITH THE PAST COUPLE OF DAYS. SO NOW ITS BECOMING HARDER AND HARDER TO PUT THINGS TOGETHER. SORRY IF IT GOT TOO MUSHY. HEHE. HOW ABOUT SOME REVIEWS LET ME KNOW IM NOT DOING THIS OUT OF MY OWN ENTERTAINMENT.