O my gosh! It's the last chapter! And I'm sorry for the short notice. Thankyou to all whom read and reviewed, it was greatly appreciated, and I'm glad you all loved reading it. I sure had fun writing it! I apologize if this last chapter is a lot more sappy then other chapters. I greatly apologize if Sango seems a little OOC here, but I hope it's still satisfying.

Here we are y'all, the last chapter, thankyou, and goodnight till the next fanfic!

Chapter 8: Arigatou Gozaismasu

Miroku ran on ahead, but stopped at the feel of an ominous presence. He cautiously ran on and halted his steps as he observed Sango trapped in Naraku's hands.

"SANGO!" Sango gasped and looked at Miroku. Her head then thrust to another side, and she called out. "Inuyasha!" Miroku blinked in confusion, before a familiar white and red streak rushed past him.

"Kaze no Kizu!" A thundering bright light flashed through the earth and ripped it apart as it headed for Naraku. He jumped up, Sango in arms, and Miroku took off the beads that were fashioned upon his right hand. "Kazaana!" Naraku immediately released his prize growling, and Sango was sent hurtling towards the ground. "Sango!" Miroku closed his kazaana andjumped up at the falling body.She landed in his arms, which sent the momentarily airborne Miroku thrust flat on the ground. He groaned as he rose slowly. He looked over to see Sango suddenly in Inuyasha's arms as he saved her from the fate of falling on a pervert, and saving a pervert from throwing out his back. "Are you okay?" Sango replied to the concerns of their lost friends and quickly hugged Kagome.

Miroku watched as she got down from her place in his arms, and ran off into the forest. He got up, and shouted to his hanyou friend "I'll come back and help you, I just need to see if Sango is okay." Inuyasha nodded as he faced his opponent. Miroku could hear the battle resuming as he proceeded to run after Sango…

"Sango!" Miroku reached for her hand, but she snapped it back and continued running. He then jumped forward, and caught the woman by her slim waist, bringing her down. She rolled on him, and pushed herself out of his grip, and they both stood simultaneously.

Miroku could see her eyes glittering, and small clear liquid seemed to want to run down her face, but Sango blinked them away. "Sango," Miroku held her and she hit his shoulders a number of times. "Why? Houshi-sama? Why must it always be like this?"

"Why must it always be like what way?"

"Like this!" Sango pushed herself away. "Like this! You are always chasing down some woman, and then you come back looking for forgiveness, why do you even care?" she shouted.

"Why do you care?" rebutted Miroku quickly with curiosity.

Sango growled, and Miroku sighed. "I'm sorry, I can't help myself sometimes, you know with this curse I-"

"Stop the excuses! You always use your stupid curse as an excuse for the factor that you can't control you bad habits! You grope some poor girl, ask her to have sex with you, then come back to me expecting it to be all okay, well it's not!" Tears were starting to spill from Sango's eyes, and she held the rest back in.

Miroku was silent for a bit. "I guess, I should try harder to kill my habits, but the only reason why I come back—as well as why I haven't targeted you, was probably because I was starting to feel real feelings for you Sango. I didn't know what would happen if I said anything, so I kept quiet, and I tried to hide it. Plus, you're the type of girl where groping won't sway you into anything. Seduction doesn't work a thing for you. I want to be THAT man."

"If you wanted to then you'd be there for me. You ditched me for the inn keepers grand-daughter!"

"I only did so because she could not defend herself, and I know you Sango! You are strong and you'd easily be able to defeat him! I believed in your strength, which was why I did not save you at the time!"

Sango fell quiet for a second before taking an earnest look at Miroku. It had been the first time he had ever expressed some true feelings for her, and she couldn't help but comply with his words. After all that, she was still in love with him. And after taking into context of what happened between Temptation and his 'Sango' for her to not forgive him, could possibly throw them into the same line of destruction. Sango thought for a second before silently walking further into the forest. Miroku followed behind her. Her kept his mouth shut just in case he may ruin whatever verdict he was to get…

They soon came upon a familiar lump and Miroku looked over to Sango. She stared blankly at the body. Sango looked from Temptation, back down to Sango. Upon relaying the past events, he deduced that he and Sango, were the Temptation and Ai of the future. Their life could end up like this, on a rocky foundation of disloyalty, hatred and distrust which ultimately led to their end. When both looked on, they saw their mirror image, and seemed to understand more about their relationship. They had to fix it, and put together a good set of rules and communication.

Both Sango and Miroku kneeled by the body. Holding each other's hand, with the other held up, they prayed together over the body, which in turn turned transparent, before bursting into light and meshing into nothingness. Both looked up to see the body was gone, and then both got up and looked at each other smiling, with a whole new piece of knowledge within them. And both looked into the dimming sky and mouthed "Arigatou Gozaimasu"

Another Day in the Warring states era, and another day where Naraku had gotten away. The group was back together again, and Inuyasha and Kagome were quarreling over some unimportant item of business. "There they go again Sango, young immature love fighting over nothing." Sango giggled.

"Ah yes, I remember when we used to be like that." They both laughed heartily, and Inu and Kag both stopped their argument to give each other a strange look.

"Did ya notice anything different about those two?"

"I sure did" replied Kagome, looking back at the happily conversing and no slapping couple. A large sound like a gunshot protruded through the air…. Miroku turned to the side to reveal his new hand print, and he laughed nervously... Well, at least we can say, happily conversing right?