Sango bit her lip, and glanced back at Miroku. She could read his eyes…he was begging her to come back to him, to return to their life together. But she still knew that Sesshomaru was standing right next to her, urging her to stay with him. What was she supposed to do? There was no way she could get out of this without breaking one of the heart's of the men she loved…and how was one supposed to choose which man she would hurt so deeply.
She was trying to be fair. She knew she loved Sesshomaru very much, and she had been in love with him for quite some time. She couldn't remember what had gone on between Miroku and herself, but she somehow knew that they had loved each other so deeply…and from what Inuyasha's and Kagome's thoughts were telling her, they were in love for much longer then she had with Sesshomaru. But she barely remembered them ever being in love. Certainly, she'd want more to continue on with the man she loved now, then the man she couldn't remember loving?
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Sesshomaru could see Sango straining over the thought of which man she would choose. Naturally, he thought it should be himself, but he couldn't control her decision. But even though he wore and arrogant and cocky face, as if to gloat in the human monk's face that Sango had already chosen, and he would be going home empty-handed, Sesshomaru was praying to any god that would listen, to help Sango in her choice, and make it be him.
She had brought such a purpose into his life…such light into his usually bleak life. He didn't know what he would do if he lost her to that foolish human monk. Sesshomaru growled inwardly. He looked down slightly at Sango, able to see the pain in her eyes as she chose which one of them she would spend the rest of her days with. He felt a slight burning in his chest. Sango had to choose him…she just had to.
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Miroku stood his ground, gazing at Sango. She seemed in pain, trying to make an impossible decsion. No matter how evil he thought Sesshomaru was, he knew Sango loved him also; to choose over the two you loved most would be excruciating for anyone. He bit his lower lip, to the point that he tasted blood. What if Sango chooses him over me? he wondered. It was taking all of his will to keep the fear of that very thing from overwhelming him. In his subconscious he was saying prayers over and over that Sango would remember how much they were in love so she would choose him. She has to…she just has to…
The monk knew that he wouldn't be able to go on if he were rejected by the woman who once loved him so…the thought was tearing him up. They were only able to freely confess their love for one another just as she lost her life, and even the most evil of gods couldn't be cruel enough to take away a second opportunity like this. He continued with his prayers. Please…please do not take this from me…
He saw the conceited smirk on Sesshomaru's face, like he had already won. Miroku felt as though he could slaughter the demon himself for such a thing. But he held his ground, knowing that attempting to kill Sesshomaru would be certain suicide for a lowly monk. And no matter what he did, Miroku would most certainly not simply hand the love of his life over to such a twisted, evil demon, and let him relish in killing him as well.
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Kagome and Inuyasha stood next to Miroku, both their gazes fixed on Sango. They were both hoping with all their hearts that she would pick Miroku over Sesshomaru…it just seemed like it would make the whole world right again. She had always thought that no matter what hurdle a couple like them had to jump, they could. But now she was fearing that this may be too much for them…What if Sango does choose Sesshomaru over Miroku?
Inuyasha held his wife close, holding Tessaiga with less tension then before. At first he thought he was in for a fight, but now he knew this was Miroku's battle. It was quite a blessing that he knew Sango was alive again, but to know that she was in 'love' with another man, Sesshomaru of all people, had to be quite a deep blow. Inuyasha found it hard to believe that his elder half-brother, who he knew the have no regard for human life, was now somehow in love with a taji-ya, one who dedicated their life to killing demons prior to now. They were polar opposites, but somehow, Sango was infatuated with Sesshomaru. This was even more reason to make him think that Sesshomaru had done more then simply bring her back from the dead.
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Sango felt like she could pass out at any moment. She was so afraid…so afraid of destroying the life of the man she shunned. She had taken everything, everything into consideration, every single factor she could think of. She shut her eyes, her hands balled into fists, and opened her mouth to speak. Her mouth was dry, and it was hard to speak, but she had made her descsion. I have to know…I have to know how it will be…
Sango spoke, "I've decided…I…I want to be with…"
[Author's Notes] HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I wish I could see you all pissed cause of this cliffy…anyway, time to respond to some of my reviews:
To Keera: Wow, I didn't know this story was that moving…well, thanks!
To Fred: HA! You won't find out who she picks until the next chappie!
To Evelyn, Amanda, and Shyguy: thanks.
To morelan: you'll just have to wait and see…