AN: Hey guys! Get who got internet? Fweee ; Anyways, this is a sequel for Miroku X Sango, one for Inuyasha X Kagome will come later, now that I actually have time. –is relieved- anyways, on with the show! I apologize for my writing skills in the other fic. I promise Ill attempt and improve them ; This chapter is dedicated to all the reviewers of "Mating Season" and to Taiji-Caliet who requested this fanfic.

Catch ups:

1.-They have killed Naraku

2.-Sango has Kohaku again

3.-Kagome is the guardian of the Shikon no tama

4.-If I'm missing anything I shall post here later

Chapter 1 – Marriage

She just couldn't believe what was going on. She was getting married, and with no one else but the perverted houshi himself. She smiled to herself, thinking of how she would have never thought that day possible. It was ironical how a couple of years ago she had sworn him off, being in denial for his tendency of groping, and then blaming it upon his cursed hand. She shook her head and couldn't help but to laugh out loud spontaneously, showing she was more nervous to what she let out.

People were around her, helping her get ready for the great day, her best friend doing light things for her latest state of pregnancy. They had dressed her up in a beautiful long kimono of beige silk with melon sakura petals at the bottom, rimming the kimono. A melon colored obi went around her as well. The kimono's tail was extended to it's length as she let Kagome put some make-up she had brought from her era, while some one clipped her hair back with a silver clip, having some rebellious strands go down her back.

"You look so beautiful Sango! I can't believe you are actually marrying Miroku! Who would say that you would be what fixed that lecherous monk into not groping. But of course that means more experience tonight! Oh my god, I am so excited and it's not even my wedding!"

Said an excited Kagome excitedly chatting with her best friend about anything she could remember from her own wedding.

After much of a wait Sango was finally ready to go down the isle (AN: I don't know the Japanese tradition so I'm making a mix of my own knowledge and American/Mexican wedding ;)As the music began playing a small girl walked in front of her, scattering flowers everywhere she could and smiling sweetly at those united to see such a wedding.

She looked around her, looking at all her loved ones, and being escorted by Kohaku to her future husband. If Kagome had been allowed to substitute her father for her adoptive child, why wouldn't she be allowed to do the same but with her brother?

Once she arrived to where the priest stood she smiled, blushing as she saw the serious face of her husband to be. He had taken great care in himself lately, and had also stopped being as perverted since they got engaged. He looked at her with such adoration in his eyes that at times it made her feel not worthy of such worship.

The "I do's" were shared and it was time for the wedding vows.

"I, Sango, take you, Miroku, as my husband in good or bad, happens what happens. I will be there to protect you from any evil that may wish to befall upon you and to show you how much I truly care for you. We have fought side by side, and it is time for us to fight another kind of fight, one in which we are together until death tears us apart. I love you Miroku."

She said blushing, yet the truth was seen through her eyes, windows to her soul that could not lie, especially to one so important to her as he was.

"I, Miroku, take you, Sango, as my beloved wife. I promise to protect you from all evil and to be with you until the end of time. We have been together through so much that I can't picture how it would be without you at all. You are my sunshine and my full moon that lights my way, and we shall walk side by side through marriage; until death tears us apart. I love you too Sango."

He said sincerely, for once opening up completely to her, being left vulnerable to everything.

A loud sniff was heard coming from the braid's maid as she tried to compose herself and get over the sweetness of the vows, since she had gotten pregnant she seemed much more touchy to any emotion.

in turned, the priest uttered the famous phrase.

"You may now kiss the bride"

Miroku needed not to be asked again as she took his wife in his arms and kissed her, filling her with his tender longing and showing how much he cared for her. The kiss was not rushed nor lustful, but kind and sweet.

They held hands happily as they waved to the people that had assisted their wedding. After Sango daid goodbye to Kohaku, who would stay with Inuyasha and Kagome for a week or two for the honeymoon, they both climbed a white horse (miroku's idea of prince charming) and walked off to a village nearby that was said to have the most beautiful lake people could ever descrive.

Preview for next chapter:

"That you have to go where? But it's our honeymoon!/b