Chapter3: Stay with me Neko-Hime: preview of the previous chapter: 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.

I lay there watching Miroku sleep. He looked peaceful, clam; he has the face of an innocent child. He actually tried to kiss me. Does that mean he loves me too? I reached over to brush his bangs out of his eyes, when his violet eyes opened to stare at me.

"I'm sorry!" I know blushed different shades of red. He grabbed my wrist loosely.

"What are you sorry for?" he pulled me over to him so we only had at least centimeter between us. 'Thank Kami that CAT is asleep' Miroku thought to himself. He pressed his lips against mine and I, in instant reaction, pressed mine against his. Kirara hissed from her corner but I didn't care. I felt him smile against my lips. He pulled his a little from mine. "Wanna go to a hot spring?" He got my usual response except this time I was smiling, "Sukebe."

"Is that a yes?" he said with his lecherous grin. I wrinkled my nose. "Damn, it's a no!" Kirara hissed louder.

"I don't think your friend likes me very much..." He said looking at Kirara.

"She just doesn't want me to get hurt," I said with my usual calm expression.

"I would never hurt you Sango," he said with hurt in his voice.

"I hope not..." I replied.

There was a silence. Neither of us knew what to say. He finally reached for my stomach when I flinched and he pulled away.

"I take it that it still hurts?" he said. The truth was... with him there I had hardly noticed it.

No matter how I looked at it. What happened before I ran kept getting to me. I don't think Miroku was going to kiss her... but it won't stop replaying in my head... If he was why would he bother to chase me?

flashback (Miroku's POV)

Sango was still asleep so I decided to inspect the hotel, when this adorable girl told me there was something in her room like a mouse so I followed her to her room to try to get rid of it... And before I knew it she was about to kiss me and Sango was standing there with the expression on her face like someone had just stabbed her 50 times in the back, and that person was indeed me. Then she ran, I pulled away from the girl and ran after Sango. I sure got my self in a Hell of a mess this time.

End Flashback

(Back to Sango's POV) But who was that girl? And how did Naraku know that I would be alone. He planned this somehow, But how? Maybe that girl was being controlled? I wonder if Inuyasha and Kagome are alright. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't notice Miroku get up.

Kirara took the chance to hop over to me and lay down. I looked up at Miroku, and he just smiled. I stood up ignoring my nagging wounds.

"Sango, just stay down for a little bit, I know it hurts," he arched an eyebrow at me. I shook my head. It truly was unreasonable to be in bed over a minor cut. I hate to sound like Inuyasha but it's only a scratch.

I pulled my Kimono over my shoulders. "I feel like going for a walk," I smiled innocently at Miroku.

"I dun no... Well I suppose, but only if Kirara's up to it..." He looked at the now calmed down cat demon. Kirara jumped onto my shoulder and meowed.

"Is that a yes," he said puzzled. And I nodded. He grabbed my hand and we walked out. The pain in my stomach and arm slowly melted away at his touch. We walked a little away from the village and found ourselves in the woods.

I noticed that it was the place that I was injured by Kohaku my spot was marked by blood. Miroku seen that I was staring at the blood marked spot and decided to lead me away.

He sat against a tree and I sat next to him. I stared down at his hand, the cursed hand that threatened to take him away from me. I ran my fingertips over the beads. I didn't want to touch his hand; thinking about it turning against Miroku, or even me, was enough of a reason not too. He traced my glance down to his hand.

"Are you scared of it?" He asked in a low voice, almost like a whisper. I didn't say or do anything but kept running my fingertips over the beads.

"Yes..." I finally admitted. He grabbed me in a hug.

"I'd never let it take you," he whispered in my ear.

"I'm not worried about it taking me... I'm worried about it taking you..." I whispered back. I felt his grip around me tighten. It was then we heard screams of the villagers. They were sharp and painful. He let go of me and stood up, as did I and we ran back to the village. Neko-Hime: Another chapter! If you want to know what happens Read and Review and depending on how many reviews I get I might continue it, but you'll never know. Hint: when they said;' "I'd never let it take you," he whispered in my ear.

"I'm not worried about it taking me... I'm worried about it taking you..." I whispered back. ' They pretty much just told each other that they loved them. .;; Thanks for reading!