Note: Hey all! I'm procrastinating which is always fun. I'm not sure if this is the last chapter but I know its one of the last 2. I also don't know if I should have a sequel or not. I'm open to all possibilities. Either review your ideas's or e-mail me.

Needles

(Sango)

Night time started falling upon the village. Sango sat on a hill that was a short walk from Kaede's hut. Slowly she was regaining her strength. Not training for the short period she was sick took its toll hard on her body, which was used to the constant strenuous workout. While she was physically getting better, emotionally she was a wreck. Sango had no real memories from her coma. Just that she was in danger and Miroku saved her.

'What happened to me? What did I reveal to him?'

Anything could have happened to her especially with that cute perverted monk. 'WHAT? I can't think like that!' Feeling a little defeated Sango laid on her back and watched the remaining oranges and pinks fade into the dark blue night.

'Some things are just better left unsaid'

(Miroku)

Miroku turned from the tree he was looking from. Ever sense the rescue he felt the need to watch over her. She was truly a strong fighter but he wanted to be the one to help her fight. He and Sango hadn't really talked sense they had come back. She emotionally exiled him in the past week,

'I don't think I can take much more of this'.

He barely made it to the outskirts of the city when a voice cut into his thoughts. 'You really are hard headed monk.'

Miroku had learned this voice very well recently. "If you say so Ki lala." He turned around and faced the demon cat as she came out of the shadow and up towards the monk.

'Does it really take you this long to act?'

This confused Miroku. "Maybe, depends on what you are talking about." Ki lala obviously thought of this as a joke.

'I do not find this funny. Sango has already suffered enough and doesn't need to worry about you too."

"Sango does not want me Ki lala. She has shown me no reason to believe differently."

"You have already forgotten her proclamation?"

Miroku just shook his head at the statement. "Her words were nothing more than just emotions spiraling out of control."

"Do you really believe this or have you just rationalized it?" Before he had a chance to respond Ki lala cut in again. "Its obvious how she feels, but what is even more obvious or just more pathetic is how you return the feeling but don't have the manliness to do anything about it." Turning away she started walking backed towards the village.

'You know what you have to do, so please just do it!'

With that Miroku turned around and ran back to the hilltop. Praying to every god possible that Sango was still there.

'Some things just can't wait.'

2nd Note. Sorry that was so short! But I've decided the next chapter shall be the last for this story.