"What's wrong Sango? Why are you so scared? Its not like you haven't seen me before," He said as he smirked. The truth is, I wasn't scared of him, just if he had already attacked Miroku.... but why did I care any more?
No matter what he wouldn't leave my thoughts, I was getting terribly irritated. Kohaku stepped out from behind Naraku and my heart sank even lower. Naraku planned this... He planned that I would find Miroku being lecherous. It all made sense. He wanted me alone; he wanted to make our group weaker. He found us a threat. Flashback
I was walking down the hallway to find Miroku, to see if he had gotten himself into trouble like always... I heard his voice in one of the rooms... when I opened the door him and a girl, That also resided in the hotel, were about to kiss... everything hit me at once, flows of uncontrollable emotion that I couldn't keep in or act as if they never existed... So I ran.
End Flashback "I'm sorry Miroku!!" I screamed as Kohaku's weapon found itself into my stomach. He yanked it out and I hunched over and attempted to stand up to only be knocked back down. He sliced my arm, I just laid there lifeless. The pain was barely noticeable next to the pain of falling for Naraku's trap, just like Inuyasha and Kikyo."Kohaku, kill her!" he hissed. Just when Kohaku was about to pierce my heart I was suddenly picked up and I was moving. I lifted my head to see Miroku. He was carrying me like I was glass, that if he touched me I might break. My last words were "Miroku I'm so sorry, please forgive me?" then at that moment I blacked out.
When I awoke we were in our hotel room with my hiriakotsu leaning against the wall and Miroku was sitting by my side anticipating my awake. I closed my eyes immediately; I didn't want to talk about what happened. I was too afraid he would be angry with me... why wouldn't he? I wouldn't even let him explain... Maybe he wasn't even being lecherous maybe it was a coincidence. I just wanted him there...
Before I knew it he was sitting me up and taking off old bandages and replacing them with knew ones. When he was taking them off I decided it was time to make my consciousness known. I put my hand softly on the side of his face, "Sukebe." (A/N: Sukebe means pervert ;; Sue-key-bee) To my surprise he just smiled enthusiastically at me. "Well you're in a cheery mood today," he said still smiling. "You have room to talk," I retorted. "Sango-Chan you really hurt me with what you said..." he said as his smile slowly faded into a frown.
"Chan...." I repeated in a whisper. "I'm sorry Miroku." (For the people who don't know what 'Chan' is, it means 'friend' or along those lines ;;)
"You're calling me 'Miroku' again?" he raised an eyebrow. I couldn't think of a retort so I just smiled.
"Sango... you really scared me when you ran off, I thought maybe you would never come back to Me.." he cleared his throat, "us, you would never come back to us"
I blinked, "Too you?"
He blushed at his slip up. He nodded, and then I blushed. I tried to sit up but the wound in my stomach wouldn't allow such a thing.
"Sango-Chan just stay down," he demanded. But I wouldn't have it, a demon slayer in bed over a few wounds. I tried to sit up again ignoring the throbbing pain in my stomach. He gave a look of concern and admiration at my persistence. I winced, it hurt a lot... I think the memory of who did it hurt me more than anything. "Miroku, do you know when Kagome and Inuyasha will be back?" I asked curiously. "In a few days I think. They only went so that they could be alone... and so we could be alone..." He blushed. I giggled , a lot of good that did us. I looked up at him just to have my honey eyes met with violet ones. He moved in closer so that we barely had any space between our lips. Just at that moment Kirara jumped onto my lap and Miroku pulled back. Kirara purred as if she had just succeeded in her most dangerous mission.
I stroked her soft tan fur, after a few minutes she finally got up and resumed her spot in the corner, her tail flicking back and forth.
I looked back at Miroku, to have my honey eyes once again met up with violet ones. Kirara purred even louder to tell us that she still was there and she was willing to take Miroku down if he tried anything with me. Miroku acknowledged this. "You're bleeding through let me change your bandages," he said, his eyes never leaving mine.
I nodded and he changed my bandages. The feeling was back, the comfortable feeling that I always had with him, the feeling that we were the only ones in the world that really mattered. I never wanted that feeling to go away. My heart was slowly crawling out of the endless pit of nothingness. Neko-Hime: That was a bit longer, eh? ; I hope you liked... Kirara's a little devil in here dontcha think. Read and review please! I'm not sure how this story is going and if you could give me ideas... or something but please review!