Stars In Her Eyes
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha
A/N: Don't steal my story. I'm not a good speller, so ignore misspelled words!
He felt a warm wind breeze by, and that's when he saw her. Her hair shimmered in the moonlight and she wasn't moving. He stepped forward as he watched her hair play in the wind. He took another step and pulled his bare foot back when it hit the cold water of the pond that took up the majority of the garden.
Some thing sparkled near his feet and it caught his eye. Looking down, he found a necklace with a delicate chain. The whole thing was silver, and held a beautifully crafted leaf. He stuck his hand in the pond to retrieve it. A chill worked its way up his arm as his hand entered the water. The chill flooded his entire body.
His senses awakened, and he felt two other presences. He stood up and looked around. A silver form shimmered near Sango's huddled body. The shape became clearer and became the distinct shape of a woman, also in her sleeping robe. She sat next to Sango and looked toward him. She dipped her feet in and looked past him. He turned, expecting to see someone there, but was surprised to find no one there. He did find that the door to his room was now completely open and he could look into his whole room. He was about to glance away, when his bedroom light flickered to life and he watch another silvery form, in that of a man. Miroku turned back to watch the woman on the bridge.
He watched surprised, as Sango suddenly stood up with her eyes still closed. The silvery form of the female did the same. The woman and Sango both faced Sango's room. As Sango stepped forward and the silvery female form stepped back, they collided. The woman's silvery form soaked into Sango's body. Suddenly she fell, and Miroku was right there to catch her.
The funny thing was, was that he couldn't remember how he got on to the bridge so fast. He did however feel something pass through his body, which made him shudder. He looked toward Sango's room, and saw the silvery form of the man move toward the same direction in which he looked. The man cradled the woman in his arms, just like he carried Sango in his. Miroku felt his body move with out his permission, and he too went to Sango's room.
It was a memory, Miroku realized. Sango and he were participating in a memory. He was doing the exact same thing as the shimmering form of the man. They both put their woman in bed and sat by making sure they were ok. Miroku remembered what his father had told him when he had passed away. He said that sometimes memories stay with a place. Sometimes something holds a collection of memories in one spot. Those memories repeat until something stops them.
Miroku sat by and watched in wonder at what was happening. In short, he was weary, awed, and some what scared. There were something's in this life, from what he knew, that a person just doesn't mess with. It wasn't like he could control it anyways. He heard a clock chime, and soon he felt the control on his body lessen.
Another clock chime later, he was completely free. He yawned, and actually slumped into a dead sleep right next to Sango.
A screech yanked Miroku awake. He had slept the day away and it was now past noon. Groggily, he stretched and the screech turned into a squeak.
Then her voice whispered "Mir . . . Miroku? . . . Wha . . . What are you doing in my bed?"
He jerked up and knocked straight into Sango who was leaning over him. They both ended up sailing through the air, and right over the edge of the bed. His sleeping robe he hadn't noticed was completely open and the only thing that saved him from complete embarrassment was that he had boxers on.
The moment Sango woke up she had rolled over and her hand hit something solid, which earned her a grunt. Sitting straight up, she screamed and leaned over the body in her bed. Once she realized who it was and that he was stretching, she blushed. She saw his robe completely open and the blanket only covered him from the waist down. Her scream turned into a startled squeaked reaction. She actually stuttered when she had asked him what he was doing in her bed. And that's when he decided to sit up and knocked them both on to the floor.
Sango landed flat on her back, and he landed on top of her. Her breath hit him square in the face and he noticed she had a blush staining her face.
She watched him take in a breath and brace himself up on his arms on either side of her head. Sango felt really hot, and everything was hazy. The tingling, electrical sensations where taking over again.
Her door banged open and the maid walked in. Both Sango and Miroku froze. The maid looked up from her cart, blushed and pulled her cart back into the hallway. She uttered an apology, eyes looking anywhere but at them, and slammed the door closed.
Sango's robe had come undone completely and Miroku actually blushed once he noticed. When the maid had walked in he honestly had no idea what to do. He finally got up and tried to help Sango up off the floor once the maid left. Sango however had other plans. . .
To Be Continued . . . . .
A/N: Well there's chapter 2. I had no idea people liked this fic so much. Thank you everyone who has reviewed.
The following is from the first chapter incase anyone got confused about what happened to Sango in the first chapter.
"…..She slipped her feet into the pond to lean closer. After dangling her feet in, she felt something shot through her body….." The sensations are actually what happened when Sango had put her feet in the pond. It activated something, which will be explained in later chapters.
Oh before I forget . . . please review! Oh and to the reviewer who asked if Sango got stung by a jelly fish, I laughed at that and no it wasn't a jellyfish. Thanks for the laugh, you made my day. :D
