It had been two weeks and sango still hadn't spoken to him. Miroku sighed. She sure was mad. Why shouldn't she be? After all…
Flashback
"Shouldn't you be asleep sango?" Miroku came over the hill. Sango spun around from her stargazing.
"what about you dear monk."
"I noticed you walk away and…"
"and?"
"sango does it bother you when I ask other women to bear my children?" sango practicly fell over with shock. "Well Yeah!" she blurted out. "Ohh, alright. Good night lady Sango." Miroku walked away.
Fast forward 2 days
The whole group had been worrie about Miroku. They had passed through a village and not once did he ask a women to bear his child. Miroku had been over gathering more firewood when Sango came up. "oh! Hello sango!" "Miroku… are you okay?" "what do you mean?" "we passed through a village and you didn't ask once if some women would bear your child!" "ahh that. I have decided to focus my attention to one person." Miroku Said staring pointedly at Sango. The in a very unmiroku way he came up and grasped her hands. " I have eyes for only you sango." "ah…" Sango murmered in suprize. Miroku dropped her hands and walked away leaving a flower in her hands.
End flashback
Oh yeah this was exactly what he needed right after that.
