A Starry Night
Princess Sango
Sango's POV:
I lay down on the grass that covered this earth. A lot lay on the earth for me, my family, my home, and hopefully soon Naraku. Hugging myself, I stared at the stars, what was I going to do after we beat Naraku? I could try to find Kohaku, return to my normal life, but was that worth it? Then there's a certain someone in my mind…Miroku, what would he do? The only problem with Miroku is that he's a perverted monk, his life is on a time limit, and he's the hottest and kindest man in the world.
A blush covered my face, and I felt a hand on my shoulder, and speak of the devil, there was Miroku himself. "What are you doing up so late?"
I blinked and then thanked kami-sama for the darkness, "I-I came out here to think houshi-sama."
Miroku's soft face that was illuminated in the moonlight was so cute; it made my heart throb. Love, it was a word I had estranged myself from since what hade happened with my father and brother, and it had come rushing back in just a few seconds when my eyes came upon Miroku's face. He sat down next to me, "What is it you were thinking about?"
"About my life, what I'm planning on doing with it," I answered softly.
Miroku's POV…
I placed my arm around her and pulled her close, "What are you planning on doing?"
She bit her lip, as if cautious but still answered, "I plan to beat Naraku, and then start a family."
"Start a family, with whom?" I asked, my interests sparked, who would this delectable flower choose, my flower? Feeling slightly ashamed I closed my eyes, an apparent blush covering my face, but luckily it was dark.
"I-I'm not sure houshi-sama, maybe with a nice man, who can understand what I've been through, not the prince though," Sango answered, her voice going practically serious about the prince who we had encountered so long ago. My hand loosened on her shoulder and practically fell at my side, looking up at the stars with her.
"Am I making you nervous, I can go if you want…" my voice trailed off, as I felt her hand tug at my robes shyly.
"Please don't go Miroku, I-I don't want to be alone right now," Sango pleaded, my strength to walk away diminishing as I sat back down. "Tell me everything's going to be alright Miroku, tell me I can make it through this, because I'm feeling vulnerable. Like I can't do anything, if I just died now, no one would miss me."
I shook my head in disbelief, why would she ever feel that way? I pulled her into my lap, holding her up against my chest, "Sango, you have to face so much in life. You can make it through this really you can. If you needed help, I was right here. Tell me when you need to talk, when you feel weak, I'll be there to support you."
Sango grabbed onto my robes and I stroked her raven black hair, and I looked up at her and kissed her on the lips.
Sango's POV…
He kissed me, the only thing running through my mind right now. I felt my hands, as if subconsciously move up to around his neck and he leaned back, falling back onto the grassy field. His hands ran through my hair, the tie falling out completely, then I felt something slide down the bottom of my lip, and I opened. His tongue wiggled in and caressed mine, and when we pulled away for a moment's breath, we both were smiling.
Miroku smiled up at me and whispered, "Sango, not now, not until Naraku is defeated will we be able to do anything, for now, let me hold you."
"H-houshi-sama I panted, as I collapsed on top of him, one arm coming across my waist and the other stroking my hair, as we both fell asleep under the starry night sky, together and at peace.
Owari