Hello again! It's been a while, but I'm back with another chapter! This one is really short, but this is just a fill – in chapter. It seems to be done in mangas and animes a lot. Thank you so much to all of the wonderful people who read the last chapter, and thank you to all of my great reviewers! Without any of you I probably wouldn't have continued this story! You'll all be acknowledged at the end of the chapter in my review responses! Now, without further ado, here is the third chapter!
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So Close, Yet So Far Away by The Wishful Thinker
Chapter Two – As You Sleep
Close your eyes
And I will be swimming
Lullabies fill your room
And I will be singing
Singing to only you
Don't forget I'll hold your head
Watch the night sky fading red
But as you sleep
And no one is listening
I will lift you off your feet
And keep you from sinking
Don't you wake up yet
'Cause soon I'll be leaving you
Soon I'll be leaving you
But you won't be leaving me
In the car
The radio leaves me searching for your star
A constellation of frustration
Driving hard
Singing my thoughts back to me
Like watching heartache on T.V.
But as you sleep
And no one is listening
I will lift you off your feet
And keep you from sinking
Don't you wake up yet
'Cause soon I'll be leaving you
Soon I'll be leaving you
And you won't be leaving me
Don't forget I'll hold your head
Watch the night sky fading red
But as you sleep
And no one is listening
I will lift you off your feet
And keep you from sinking
Don't you wake up yet
'Cause soon I'll be leaving you
Soon I'll be leaving you
And you won't be leaving me
As You Sleep – Something Corporate
Stinging pain. Hazy thoughts. Weak muscles.
Miroku found it hard to open his eyes as he groggily lifted up his arm and ran a hand over his face. When he moved his shoulder he let out a low gasp of pain.
Where am I?
The houshi looked around the room, finding himself in an unfamiliar place. He felt even more bewildered when he was only dressed in his hadagi.
Miroku turned to his side and almost jumped out of his skin when he saw a woman lying next to him. After studying the back of the female's head goose pimples formed on his arms when he learned that the woman next to him was none other than Sango.
Closing his eyes, Miroku softly inhaled and took in the scent of Sango's hair. Although her hair was dirty, it still smelt beautiful.
Beautiful.
Just like Sango.
Miroku sighed. He tried to sit up, pursing his chapped lips, but nothing but sharp pains ran through his body in all directions. He plopped back on his futon.
Damn, that hurt.
He ran his tongue over his lips, tasting dry blood. An awful taste filled his mouth. He needed water.
But it would be hard for him to get water. He could not move without feeling incredible pain, and he did not know where he was. Waking up Sango was an option, but Miroku didn't want to disturb her, for she seemed to be in a deep sleep.
Lifting up his head, Miroku spotted his shakujou lying on the ground by the wall. He thought that maybe he could use it for a walking stick, to walk outside and find a drink of water.
But how had he gotten in this condition anyway? All he could remember was fighting that youkai to keep it from terrorizing the village.
Did he pass out?
Was he knocked unconscious?
Then, he remembered. He remembered as he watched Sango run away from the youkai, watched Kagome shoot an arrow at its head, and watched Inuyasha slash at it with the Tessaiga.
Then he watched the youkai slowly begin to fall to the ground and then watched as Sango tripped and fell as well. She didn't move and it looked as if she was clutching her ankle. Miroku then remembered the only thing that came to his mind at the time : bring Sango to safety.
So, Miroku pushed Sango away from the falling youkai. If it meant risking his life, it didn't matter to him.
Just as long as Sango was safe.
Because I would die for her.
Smiling and slowly nodding to himself, Miroku turned to the sleeping taijiya. He watched as her chest slowly rose up and down as she breathed, he watched as she occasionally shifted on her futon. He could watch her for hours.
Forgetting about his soreness, the houshi stood up. He gasped as he felt sharp pain shoot through his body, causing him to almost lose his balance.
Sango stirred and rolled over onto her side, emitting a soft yawn before resuming back to her steady breathing.
Miroku turned around and watched Sango's sleeping form. He smiled to himself and he, unaware of what he was doing, kneeled down before her and placed a hand gently on her head. It seemed that just being around Sango like this seemed to take away all of the pain that was aching through Miroku's body.
"Oh Sango," he whispered. "If only you knew how scared I was before. You could have been killed if that youkai fell on you."
Miroku tenderly slipped a hand under Sango's head, stroking her hair. Despite it being greasy, it still felt Miroku was stroking a bed of radiant black silk.
Still smiling, Miroku continued whispering to Sango.
"Although it may not seem like it, I feel as if I'm in love with you, Sango," he said. "There's not one morning where I don't dream of waking up next to you, not one night where I don't wish I could be holding you as we lay under the stars, and there is no one else I would rather spend my life with than you."
Sango's lips slightly curved into a smile.
If only it was my face you were seeing.
"I don't understand when I started feeling this way for you," Miroku continued. "Before I knew it, I started to get this wonderful feeling in the pit of my stomach when I was around you. Whenever we touched my whole entire body grew warm and I felt like I was on fire, and I just seemed to be enjoying your presence more and more everyday.
"How do you feel about me, Sango? Sometimes I feel as if you can't stand being around me. I know you don't like my groping you," he chuckled, "but like I told you, it's my cursed hand."
The kazana.
Miroku slowly picked up his right hand and stared at it with a blank expression. He then balled it into a fist, clutching forcefully.
"I may be leaving soon Sango, you know that," he told her. "Each day I fear my kazana may be getting larger and before we all know it, it will suck me up. I hate the idea of leaving you, but this was the fate that was put upon my grandfather and me."
Moments now went by and Miroku simply found these moments wonderful just by gazing at Sango.
She made him complete.
She was his everything.
He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
If only there wasn't that kazana. Then everything would be perfect.
"I love you Sango," Miroku spoke just but a whisper as he bent down and kissed the girl's forehead.
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I'm really sorry about the length of this chapter. It was very short and I admit that I didn't put much effort into it, but the next chapter will be longer! I didn't plan for the last two chapters to be short because I never like to write anything under three thousand words. Now, here's this chapter's Japanese lesson!
The Wishful Thinker's Japanese Dictionary (the words are in the order in which they appear in the story)
Hadagi – Houshi-sama's white under robe
Shakujou – Houshi-sama's staff
Now, here are my review responses for the last chapter!
The Wishful Thinker's Review Responses (reviews are in the order in which I received them)
blacksunbeams – Thank you very much!
Rivertam – Thanks! I think Sango-chan is a really hard character to cover when it comes to emotions. Yes, she is a naïve one! Like me! Little gestures like that would make me feel just like Tokiwa-san felt. I think she's just desperate because she really doesn't want to marry Juichi-san! I really wouldn't say there was fluff in this chapter, but there definitely will be in the next chapter! I absolutely love fluff!
moonyme – Thanks! Well, here's your update!
Daisuke-n-Dark – Your welcome! And you're right! Criticism is very well appreciated when it comes to reviews! Ah, I didn't look at it that way! Sorry about the suffixes! And Juvenile Orion is a great series … You're right, they do use suffixes a lot too. I guess it's just a habit of mine! I'm sorry about using them too much! Have you ever seen the chapter where Houshi-sama asks Sango-chan to live with him after the defeat Naraku-sama? Kagome was in the bushes with Inuyasha-sama saying how romantic she thought the whole situation was. I guess that's where I got that from! Oh, thank you! I guess I did do a pretty good job with that. I can't help but feel that way sometimes too. The first chapter was my favorite so far too. I really liked the way I wrote it. I kind of got messy and lazy with these last two chapters! But once again, thank you so much for the wonderful review!
Exploding-Chocobo – Your welcome! And thanks! I hope you update your story soon too! It's great so far!
MystiKoorim – Thanks! I love cute stories! I guess I can capture their feelings well from watching the show a lot!
The next chapter will be out shortly!
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Next Chapter : Simply Because – Rooney
Sango just can't seem to return Miroku's feelings. Why is that? Simply because.