Chapter 3. Spirit Thieves
Sango and Miroku walked around the house. Sango looked around the corner to see Kirara sitting with their neighbors and several strange girls. Sango made Miroku stay in the living room while she entered. Kirara looked up and smiled warmly at Sango.
"Hey Sango. How was the recording session today?" Kirara asked in a voice that sounded strange to Sango's ears. She was drunk. No doubt about it. She could see her eyes wavering and her body wobbled back and forth. Sango noted several beer bottles lying across the floor.
"Who are they?" Sango asked while her eyes wandered to the strange girls. Kirara stood up shakily and nearly fell over, however she caught herself and used the table to prop herself up.
"Right. This is Yukina, Keiko, and Botan." Kirara said while pointing to each one as she spoke. "By the way Sango. I took the liberty of asking the boys here, which one would like to date you." Kirara hiccuped.
Sango's face went blank and then became flushed. How could Kirara say that? Let alone think it. She knew that Sango in engaded to Miroku. How stupid could one person get.
"Kirara! How dare you say that!" Sango blurted out. Sango knew that Miroku could hear them just fine from where he stood. Everyone looked to Sango abruptantly. Each one holding their breath to see what would happen next. Kirara looked rather offended at Sango's words then a small smile of understanding passed onto her face.
"Oh, I get why your angry. Your still hung over your old boyfriend Miroku. Don't worry, he was a jerk anyways. I never liked him and you probably didn't either." she said with a fake reasurringl look on her face. Yusuke cleared his throat to get their attention.
"Kirara told us all about Miroku. It must have been aweful to be with an abusive guy like that." Yusuke said with a sympathetic voice. Sango's face grew more surprised by the second. How could Kirara do this?! Maybe it was just the fact that she was drunk. Maybe her mouth was moving without her brain?
"He....He's not like that." Sango mummbled as she looked down. Hiei got up and went to pat her on the back. (in this fic Hiei is taller.) Just as his hand rested on Sango's shoulder and she looked up to meet his gaze, his hand was slapped away. Sango turned around to see Miroku standing there. He had obviously heard enough.
"How dare you lay a single finger on Sango! Sango and I are quite happy together, and I would NEVER hurt her!" Miroku yelled as he pulled Sango close. Sango smiled at him. He was so strong in times like these. She huddled up closer to him and felt his grip tighten a little. Sango felt safe in his arms.
"He's the abusive boyfriend." Kirara muttered as she sat back down and began to hiccup again. She began to wobble a little more than usual. Her body looked as if it would brake down at any moment. Sango felt two things right now. One, run up and kill Kirara and two, run up and kill everyone else.
"So he's the one who has been abusing you? Feh! I don't believe a word you say!" Yusuke yelled at Miroku as he and the other 3 men stood up. They acted as if they were expecting a fight. Sango became extremely angry. She moved forward in front of Miroku.
"Listen up you bastards! Get out of my house! Take your bitches with you! And stay the hell off my property! And never, never talk about Miroku like that!" Sango seethed. Everyone stood in silence as Sango's works sank in. Botan and Keiko seemed the most offended by her words. Botan slammed her fists into the table as all eyes turned to her.
"This is absurd! How dare you insult us like this! We would be happy to leave your home, if you can even call it that. It's more like a dog house. Good bye!" Botan yelled angrily as she stormed out of the room and slammed open the front door. The others followed after her until they were all gone.
Sango turned her angry eyes to Kirara who acted so innocent at the moment. Her eyes looked soft and glassy as she sat almost silently in the chair. Her body suddenly began to shake violently as she rolled out of her chair and fell to the ground unconcious.
Sango went forward and knelt down next to Kirara. Miroku picked her up and took her into her room. Sango was in the kitchen cleaning up as best she could when Miroku came back down.
"She must have really out done herself this time. It looks like she'll be having one hell of a hang over in the morning." Miroku joked as a small smile formed on his face. Sango gave a little giggle at his words as she nodded.
"Sango, you need to rest now. Here let me." Miroku said as he attempted to take her broom away from her. Sango held onto it and pulled it away from him as she smirked lightly.
"No. This is my house and I can clean it if I want to clean it." Sango replied as she turned her back to him and went about her sweeping. Sango gave a small surprised noise as Miroku slid his arms around her waist. He laid his head on her shoulder.
Sango leaned back against him. She smiled as her thoughts drifted as they always did when she was with him. He made her happy, he made her calm, and mostly, he was there. Always there, waiting for her to fall, so he could catch her.
Just then, she felt the broom slip from her hands and opened her eyes. Miroku was attempting to take it from her. Sango smirked and pulled away from him with an evil smile spread across her face. Miroku chased her playfully around the kitchen. She ran from him giggling now and then as a happy smile spread across her face.
Miroku ducked down under the table when Sango wasn't looking. She turned around with a surprised look spread across her face. She moved to where Miroku once stood and screamed as Miroku grabbed her feet and pulled her down.
Sango looked up into Miroku's face as he pinned her down softly. A smirk fell over his face as he pressed his lips down onto hers. Sango gave in eventually and kissed him back. It was soft and loving. It couldn't have lasted very long.
Miroku broke the kiss and took in a deep breath as did Sango. His smile was soft and held a deep affection for her as she stared up into his face.
"Miroku?" Sango asked. Miroku nodded in response. "Tell me aijin. What are we going to do?" Sango asked lightly.
Miroku loosened his grip on her and released her all together. They both sat up. Miroku looked deep in thought as he pondered her question.
"I'm not sure. I personally hate your neighbors and they don't like me either. As for Kirara, we need to tell Shippo tomorrow. He's the one who deals with her all the time." Miroku replied after a few moments.
Sango nodded in agreement. A sudden yawn broke their silence. Sango felt tired and yawned again as she stood up and stretched a little. Miroku stood up as well and walked with her into their living room. Miroku found a comfy spot on the sofa. Sango sat down next to him and pulled her legs up onto the long sofa. She rested her head against Miroku and quickly drifted into a tiring sleep.
Miroku brushed Sango's hair lightly as she slept until he too found that exhuastion was stronger than him at them moment. He gave a small yawn as he too fell asleep.
Sango woke up abruptantly. She was hoping to see Miroku but she didn't. Sango swung her feet down onto the floor and got up slowly. She stretched her arms and shuffled into the kitchen. She smiled at Miroku who had the broom and was finishing the cleaning.
"You win." Sango said with a wide smile across her face. Miroku nodded in happy way as he put the broom down and sat down at the table. Sango sat next to him where he had set her a cup of coffee. Sango took a long swallow as her eyes became a little distant.
"What are we gonna tell her when she wakes up?" Sango asked abruptantly. Miroku looked up at her sudden words.
"Like I said yesterday. Shippo will deal with her. Until then, we should inform her about what she said." Miroku replied as he took a sip of the hot steaming liquid in his cup. Sango nodded as the sound of someone moving came from above them.
"She's awake." Miroku sighed. Sango nodded slowly as Kirara appeared around the corner. She held her head tightly and was staggering a little.
"Morning guys. Man, my head is killing me today and feel really sick." Kirara complained. Sango sighed lightly as she looked up as Kirara sat down.
"Don't worry. It's just a hangover. You were drinking alot last night, and you said some crazy things too." Sango said lightly as Miroku nodded in agreement with what she was saying. Kirara's eyes went slightly large as her head fell onto the table with a loud thud.
"What happened?" Kirara mummbled with her face still down. Sango sighed as she told Kirara all that she had done and said. Kirara began to cry once she was finished.
"Oh Sango Miroku I'm sorry. It's not my fault. They came over and said they wanted to give me a gift for letting us let them use the phone. I let them in and then we all began to drink. I'm sorry, I really wouldn't have but, it's wierd. Like they tricked me or something. That's what you get for trusting the Spirit Theives." Kirara cried.
Sango and Miroku looked at each other in shock. Both their eyes locked in equal confusion for a moment.
"Did you say the Spirit Thieves? As in the band that is trying to take us down?!" Sango asked. Kirara could only nod saddly.
"I'm sorry! I should have told you earlier!" Kirara said as she pounded her head into the table. Miroku had to go over to her and make her stop.
"I just can't beleive that the Spirit Theives are your neighbors Sango." Miroku said, earning a small confused nod from Sango.