Miroku's Priestess- I am so glad you think everyone's in character! Like I stated before, that is my primary concern. I like the Miroku/Sango pairing too, but I don't like Inuyasha/Kagome (that's probably because I hate Kagome). I think he deserves better, and if he can't have Kikyou, why not Sango? Thanks for your review!
Ladie shinomori- Nope. No praising and 'glorifying' Kagome here, and no Miroku/Kagome romance either. 'Light, it hurt' is my favorite line. Those three words say so much! I stole it from Wheel of Time, I steal a lot of things from Wheel of Time. I am ashamed of myself. Keep writing!
Miko-of-Jades- I read your story 'Bathing under the Moon', and when you revealed the true identity of the guy, I was shocked! You really had me fooled there!
Jake- Too slow? Well, everyone else (e.g., Miko-of-Jades) says its moving pretty well. I'll see what to do about my English, but I always thought that simple is the best. It gets your point across much better. Thanks for pointing that out though.
Lord of swords and waffles- Nice name! Yes, they are pretty close with their thoughts aren't they? One of the many reasons they should be together; they won't pressurize the other to share. Thanks for the review!
Mini-Oro-Kenji-Himura- Maybe I will check out some Sesshoumaru/Kikyou stuff- you've got my interest piqued! I know- not many Inu/San stories have enough Miroku for me. A lot of Kagome true, but hardly any Miroku. I thought the guy should have a chance to shine for once. Of course, it helps that I'm practically in love with him. .
Anna- Aw, don't say that it won't happen! Anything can happen in Inuyasha! I'll TRY not to diss her TOO much, but I can't promise anything. I do HATE her after all.
AddictedtoInuyashaFics, tinemelk, Atropa13, icygirl2, dudei'mlikesobus- Thank you! I hope this chapter is good enough for you guys!
Disclaimer- Like I said before, if I owned Inuyasha, a lot of things would be different.
Loads of Miroku coming up! YAY!"No Miroku! How many times do I have to tell you? I have no clue what's wrong with Sango!"
Miroku raised an eyebrow at Inuyasha. "You're lying."
"No I'm not! Why would I know what's wrong with her? Ask Kagome if you want to find out!"
Sighing, Miroku shook his head. "Inuyasha- stubborn as a goat. You will never change."
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" the hanyou asked, perplexed.
Miroku shrugged. "Nothing." Before the red-faced hanyou could lash out at him, he had turned and walked away.
Sunlight shone down on the hiraikotsu, gleaming on the polished bone. Sango sat with her back to a tree, methodically running a stone over the weapon's surface. Her hands moved mechanically, any observer would have been able to tell that her heart was not in her work. She frowned at the boomerang, dark eyebrows drawn into a formidable V above her eyes.
"Sango-chan! Breakfast is ready!"
Kagome's voice jerked Sango from whatever unpleasant reverie she was in. Placing the stone and her boomerang carefully on the ground, the slayer stood up and stalked, that was the only word for it, stalked over to her friend.
"Here, have some of this bread. It's still fresh." Kagome pressed two slices of bread into Sango's hand, along with a bowl of porridge.
"Thank you Kagome." Sango smiled at her friend, but the moment Kagome turned her back, her frown was back in place. Returning to her spot near the tree, she put the bowl down and set to the bread with a will. Miroku watched in a mild sort of fascination as she finished it off in two huge bites, and downed the porridge in a single gulp. Her mood had certainly not dented her appetite. In fact, it seemed to have increased it.
"Can you even taste the food when you eat like that?"
Sango glowered at the monk, wiping bits of porridge from around her mouth. Miroku just smiled calmly back.
"I can't help but notice that you seem in a rather heated mood today." The monk continued. Ignoring her second glare, he sat down beside her, and placed an arm around her shoulders. "As we are going to spend the rest of our lives together, I feel you should tell me what your problem is."
Sango made no move to shake his arm off, something very strange. She just stiffened, her body tense, but otherwise did nothing. Taking advantage, Miroku pulled her closer, until she was leaning against him. He rested his chin on her head and whispered, "Tell me Sango."
"Aw, don't they look sweet?" Kagome whispered.
Wondering what on earth she was talking about, Inuyasha glanced up from his bowl, and stiffened.
Miroku and Sango…cuddling? His grip on his bowl tightened till it shook, and his golden eyes narrowed. How dare that monk touch her? How dare he?
Suddenly, he realized what he was thinking. WHAT? His eyes widened, and a look of complete shock replaced his enraged look. What is wrong with me?
Hoping that no one had noticed his momentary rage, Inuyasha emptied his bowl and stood up, clearing his throat loudly. Miroku just flicked his eyes towards him, still holding the tajiya close. Sango made no move; she just sat there in the monk's arms, staring at the ground.
"Could you save the romance for later? We need to get a move on."
Miroku continued to stare at the hanyou, and then dropped his eyes down to Sango. "Come on Sango. Its time to move." He removed his arm from her shoulder, instead clasping one of her hands. He pulled her to her feet, and bent down to whisper into her ear, no one but Inuyasha would have been able to hear what he said. "Please tell me what the problem is, later. I may be able to help you, Sango. And I cannot bear to see you like this." Kissing her hand lightly, he moved away.
The words echoed in Inuyasha's head. I cannot bear to see you like this…I cannot bear to see you like this…I cannot bear to see you like this. He couldn't point out when exactly those words became his own. I cannot bear to see you like this.
The day passed slowly. They fought another demon, rescued a village, and were rewarded with a place to sleep for the night. Despite the shelter, everyone seemed tired and grumpy to Miroku, especially the person he was so often forced to share quarters with- Inuyasha. But then again, that was no surprise.
Pushing aside the sliding door, Miroku looked back at Inuyasha. "I'm going out for a walk. When I come back, I hope you'll be in a better mood." He ducked out before his companion could say anything.
He stood on the wooden porch for a while, enjoying the refreshing breeze that gusted around him. Clouds scudded across the moon, casting fitful shadows on the ground. In one of the brief flashes of moonlight, Miroku saw a figure walking down the street, away from their resting place. A little shadow darted around on the street beside the figure; Miroku could make out the double tail of the 'shadow'. Kirara. That meant the person was Sango.
Frowning slightly, Miroku started off after her. What could she possibly be doing out at this time of night?
After walking a little way down the dirt road, Sango turned off into a stand of trees. Miroku quickened his pace. It might be difficult to follow her in there unless he was very close behind.
Careful not to step on any dead twigs and so alert her, Miroku stepped into the copse. He could make out the dim outline of a large tree in front of him, and the sound of Sango's soft footfalls had stopped. He heard a sigh; it seemed to come from behind the large tree. She was probably leaning against it. He stood absolutely still. Soon enough, Sango's voice drifted to him. She seemed to be talking to Kirara.
"Today wasn't a good day, was it? The demon was rather tough, I almost thought it might have a shard with it." Kirara mewed. Miroku suddenly wondered why Kirara hadn't sniffed his scent nearby. For that matter, sneaking up on Sango was no easy task either, why hadn't she heard him? Was she that preoccupied?
"If it weren't for Inuyasha's Tetusaiga, all of us would have been trussed up and taken off for dinner. He always manages to save us. I don't know where we'd be without him. I don't know where I would be without him."
Kirara mewed again, and Sango laughed. It sounded like she was crying and laughing at the same time.
"Where would I be without him? I don't know. Probably dead. Kohaku would be dead too. Inuyasha was the one who convinced me that there was hope for him."
Shifting his weight from one foot to another, Miroku wondered why she was talking so much about Inuyasha. As far as he knew, she spoke to him the least in the entire group. Abruptly, Sango's tone changed. She seemed to be pleading, and there was a definite note of pain in her voice.
"Why does he do this to me Kirara? He tortures me day and night. I can't get away from him, even in my dreams! And I know he doesn't care for me the same way, yet I continue to think about him! How did this happen? How did I fall in love with Inuyasha?"
Miroku's staff fell to the ground.
Ooh! My first cliffhanger! What happens next? How will Miroku take this?Review please! Thanks!