Hello once again! I know this took a while, but I had a teeny tiny case of writer's block. In desperation to post the chapter for my readers, I decided to place a Sango-Miroku chapter in here. A couple lines here, a few inside jokes there… yeah… you get the picture!
Disclaimer: don't even ask.
Chapter 10: A Knight in Shining Armor
Kagome and Inuyasha sat silently in the living room. Shippo had left half an hour ago, and nobody had dared to talk since. Kagome sat in the chair, twiddling her thumbs while Inuyasha lay sprawled out on the couch.
"I-Inuyasha…" Kagome spoke in not but a whisper. The demon's ears twitched, telling her that he was listening. Kagome bit her lip, blushing slightly.
"Inuyasha… why'd you… kiss me?" She asked hesitantly. Inuyasha winced at her question. He didn't want her to ask, but he knew she would some time or other…
"Tch. It was the only way to shut that kid up." He growled as he laced his fingers behind his head. Kagome frowned as she glanced over at him.
"You didn't have to, though." She argued. "You could probably have fought your way out of it." Inuyasha snorted.
"Yeah, well you didn't have to pretend you were possessed."
"I had an itch!" She countered. "Didn't you hear me! 'ITCHEEE'!" Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
"You could've told me that earlier!" He snapped. "Besides! At least I was modest and kissed you on the cheek instead of on the mouth!" Kagome froze. He did have a point…
Smiling slightly, Kagome walked over to her friend.
"Well then… I guess I should thank you." She teased, kissing him on the cheek. Inuyasha's cheeks turned a brilliant shade of red.
"K-Kagome!" He stammered. The young girl laughed.
"You should have seen the look on your face!" She cried, falling back onto the floor. Inuyasha frowned.
"Hey!" Inuyasha lifted her up so that she was sitting beside him on the couch. "Sure it was funny and all, but this will never leave the living room. Got it?"
Still smiling, Kagome nodded.
"Deal."
& & & & &
Sango let out a small sigh and flopped back on her bed. So far, this weekend was turning out to be a drag. They weren't supposed to go to the mall until later this afternoon, and the others had been doing other things. Inuyasha and Kagome had been babysitting that Shippo kid, Kouga was stuck doing chores, and Ayame wasn't at home. And Miroku? He was probably lurking around some girl's home.
There was a cry and a crash, causing Sango to jump. She ran over to the window and gasped when she saw Miroku sprawled out on the grass. She let out another sigh as she watched the young teen sit up.
And by some girl's home, she meant her own.
"Miroku… what are you doing here?" She asked in a bored tone. Miroku looked up, his dark blue eyes shining mischievously.
"Well… I was trying to climb up to your bedroom window… but that failed." He laughed, scratching his head. Sango frowned.
"You got that right." She muttered, leaning against the frame. Miroku chuckled as he pulled himself up from the ground once again.
"You're a little harsh today, Sango." He teased as he got his footing on the wall once again. The raven-haired girl chuckled, watching Miroku as he made his ascent.
"You do realize that you'll be killed if my parents come in here." Sango pointed out dryly.
"Well then lock the door!" He retorted. Sango frowned.
"Don't tell me what to do!" She snapped. "And what's with climbing the wall to my room. You can just come to the front door. You're allowed in the house." Miroku laughed as he got a hold of another brick.
"Can't I be chivalrous, lady Sango?" He laughed. Sango frowned.
"Nay, Sir Miroku. There is no dragon." She replied. "Besides… I don't like the idea of you 'sweeping me off my feet, out yonder window and down onto thy valiant bicycle'." Miroku nearly fell off the wall in laughter. However, he regained his footing and continued to climb.
"Sango… can't you be happy that someone would do something as daring as this?" He got a hold on the windowsill and lifted himself up so that the two were face to face. "Besides… you're dad can make a decent fire-breathing dragon."
It was Sango's turn to laugh. Miroku smiled and climbed inside her room.
"Come on, Miroku… you have two hours until going to the mall. Out of all of the girls in the neighborhood, why do you have to stalk around my house?" Miroku grinned as he wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Dear Sango…" He said, pulling the blushing schoolgirl closer to him. "You are my friend. Can't I come visit my friends once in a while?" Sango frowned.
"Considering that there's a girl that you like right next door…" Miroku's eyes widened as he glanced out the window. "Ha! Thought so! You were girl hunting!" She snapped, poking him in the chest. Miroku, realizing his mistake, took her hand.
"Sango…" He teased, rubbing her hand against his cheek. "You know you're the only one for me…" Sango's eyes widened as she gave him a sharp slap.
"Sango?" Her mother called. "Is that Miroku you have up there?" Sango gasped, and covered her mouth.
"Um… yes! I brought him in earlier!" Well… it was half of the truth. She let him climb up to her window.
"Nice cover, Sango." He chuckled. Sango rolled her eyes and nudged her friend, who continued to laugh at her.
"Shut it, Monk." She warned, giving him a cold glare. "Or you're gonna regret ever meeting me." Miroku took a step away from her, fearing what she would do.
"Sango!" The sound of Sango's mother rang through the halls. "I'm going out! Could you do the dishes for me?"
"Fine!" Sango hollered back. She turned back to the boy beside her. "You want to help?" She asked with a smile. The teen shrugged and followed her out the door. They tromped down the stairs and turned left into the kitchen where a pile of dirty dishes stood waiting to be cleaned. Sango let out a small sigh.
"Lasagna night…" She cursed under her breath. Miroku chuckled.
"Come on, Sango. It's not going to bite." He teased as he took her hand and pulled her over to the sink. Sango cast him a curious glance as he lifted the dish that once held lasagna inside it. "I'll even teach you my technique for removing the cheese and stuff."
Sango raised an eyebrow at the man before her. She definitely didn't expect this trait in him. He was definitely a family man.
"I wash, you dry?" She suggested. Miroku nodded and followed suit. Picking up a towel that lay on the counter, he waited patiently as Sango filled the sink with hot water and suds. Miroku dipped his finger in the water out of boredom and immediately jerked it back.
"That's hot!" Miroku exclaimed, sticking his finger in his mouth. "I'm surprised the dishes haven't melted!" Sango rolled her eyes.
"Sheesh, you're pathetic." She muttered as she turned off the tap. Miroku sulked as he continued to suck his sore finger.
"If it's so painful, why don't you just stick it in the freezer?" She asked quizzically. Miroku shook his head furiously.
"No way. Bad incident when I was a kid." He replied darkly, shooting a glare at the giant metal box. Sango chuckled as she dropped a couple of plates into the sink.
The routine continued between the two. Sango washed the dishes, then Miroku dried them and put them away. Several jokes were exchanged between the two, lightening the tension between the two.
Sango finished with the plates and moved on to the silverware. Miroku grinned and twisted the towel, snapping it at Sango's ass. Glaring, Sango took a spoon and put it under the running water, directing it to the boy's face.
"Hey! No fair!" he cried, diving out of the way of the water. Sango laughed maniacally and sent some more water at him. Finally, out of exasperation, Miroku dived behind the counter in the center of the kitchen.
"You can't hide forever, Monk!" Sango hollered, using his nickname in means of taunting. There was no reply. Frowning, Sango walked around the opposite direction that her friend had disappeared in. To her surprise, Miroku wasn't on that side of the counter either. She was about to continue her search when a pair of warm arms encircled her from behind. She gasped at the foreign sensation as a familiar voice reached her ears.
"I win, Sango…" He teased, kissing her ear lightly. The blushing teen struggled to get away, but Miroku was stronger than she thought. "You're not getting away that easily."
With what strength she had, Sango turned around to face him, an evil look in her brown eyes. She glanced over his shoulder and gasped.
"D-dad!"
Miroku leapt away from her, his eyes wide as he searched for Sango's short-tempered father. The raven-haired girl laughed and ran over to the front door.
"Beat that, Monk!" She hollered. Miroku, who had just registered the fact that Sango had lied to him, ran after her.
"You'll pay for that!"
Giggling, Sango slipped her shoes on and ran out the door. Miroku was quick to follow. Once he made it outside, he searched around for his victim.
"Here, Sango, Sango, Sango…" He cooed as he scanned the area. "Come out, come out, wherever you are…" He turned around and ducked just as a water balloon flew over his head. It hit the fence and exploded, shooting water everywhere. Miroku turned to see Sango next to a giant basket of 'ammo'.
"I was saving them up for a special occasion." She explained with a smirk. Miroku bit his lip, unsure of what to do. The smirking schoolgirl tossed another one at him, but due to his great reflexes, she missed.
"Get back here!" Sango cried, lifting up a few water balloons and running after him. Unfortunately, she stepped on a wet patch of grass, causing her to slip and fall. The water balloons flew into the air above Sango's head. Cursing herself for wearing a white shirt that day, she braced herself for impact.
"Sango!"
In one sweeping movement, Miroku turned around and scooped Sango up, pushing her out of the way of the balloons. He held her closely to him and braced for impact. The two rolled across the lawn a couple of times before skidding to a halt just before the sidewalk. There was a splash behind them and their feet were sprinkled with water.
"You alright?" Miroku asked softly, sitting up. Sango glanced up at him, her eyes wide in surprise.
"You… you just saved me…" She whispered. Miroku couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you talking about, Sango? It was just a couple of water balloons." Sango frowned.
"Yes… and a white shirt." She added darkly. "Why did you save me? You would've jumped at the sight of seeing some girl get soaked like that… especially if they're wearing a white tank-top." Miroku glanced down at her outfit, a small smile on his face.
"Well, if you really want to, I can always take you to one of those wet-shirt competitions. You'd win for sure-" He was cut off by a sharp slap across his face.
"Stupid perv!" She cried. "You never change your tune, do you!" Miroku could only laugh at the look on her face. Then, leaning in, he kissed her on the cheek.
"Let's just say I was being chivalrous, milady." He whispered. Sango smiled at his words.
"Alright, m'lord." She replied sweetly. "Want some lemonade?" Miroku smiled.
"Sure."
TBC…
Presto! Done! Hey! If Vegas is reading this, did you get the joke? Hope so! Lmao!
Well, sorry for taking so long. I'm in the middle of a Naruto phase and Inuyasha got angry, so I had to post it. You happy?
Inuyasha: Feh! You take too long, wench!
D14: I could easily delete this.
Inuyasha: Oh, no! No way! You are not going to! (pulls D14 away from computer.)
D14: Let me go! Let me GO!
Inuyasha: No way in hell!
(Vegasbobcat walks in followed by dragoneyes238)
Vegas: Calm down, Inuyasha.
D238: Ooh! Fuzzy ears! I wanna touch 'em! (chases Inuyasha around)
D14: Thanks, guys!
Vegas: No problem… hey look! Dragoneyes caught him!
D238: (holding now chibi Inuyasha)
D14: Hey! What did I tell you about using the chibi ray!
Inuyasha: (pouts)
D238: Muahahaha! (shoots Vegas with chibi ray)
Vegas: (now Chibi) AAAH! I'm chibi! I'm chibi!
D14: Well, if you want more action, please review and come back next chapter! Thanks! (Dodges shot from chibi ray) HELP!
