Sango bent over and yanked up some flowers from a big green field. She hummed softly to herself as the wind blew, blowing her hair back. She smiled slightly as she placed the flowers in a basket she carried. She heard some rustling behind her. It was small, though. Probably a rabbit, she thought. She just shrugged and moved a bit further for some daisies. She felt someone looming over her. She stood up and turned around. Sango whirled around and gasped. She bumped into a figure. She dropped her basket and looked up into two blue eyes. Sango blushed and looked down.

A finger touched her chin and brought her head up. "I've been looking for you, Sango," the familiar voice purred. "You can't run from your feelings…Or from me…"

Sango gasped loudly and bolted forward, sweating and panting. She looked at the clock. Same time as yesterday. DAMN!

Kagome and Sango walked down the halls. Sango raked her mind for where that voice came from. Kagome smiled and waved at anyone she knew. As they walked, they passed Miroku flirting with Kagura. Sango frowned. At the sight of her, Miroku smiled brightly and called, "See ya at the party, Sango!" She blushed and gave a slight smile. Kagome giggled and Sango shot her a nasty look. "What's so funny?" she snapped.

"You. You're face is so red!" Kagome laughed. Sango touched her hot face and gave a nervous laugh. Oh dear. I just hope tonight comes quick and is done with!

Sango sat on her bed and stared at her closet. She sighed. What am I going to wear? She fell back on her bed and closed her eyes. Maybe I should sleep for a little while… She yawned and dozed off.

"Sango!"

Sango opened her eyes and frowned. Kohaku ran into her room. "Sango? Are you asleep?"

"I was!" She leaned forward and eyed him. "What?"

"Dad wanted to know about the party."

"Oh…It's at eight, and I'm spending the night at Kagome's."

"Okay!" Kohaku ran down the stairs. Sango sighed. She stood up and pulled out an outfit. This seems fine…I hope it doesn't exactly turn heads. I'd rather not get noticed tonight.

She knocked on the door a bit after seven thirty. She brought her backpack, which was slung over her shoulder. Some girl opened the door and let Sango in. Sango put her backpack by the door with some others. She slipped off her gray zip-up and let it drop by her backpack. She was wearing a green tube top and a light pink mini skirt. Some guys hanging around the doorway to the kitchen looked at her and smiled. She blushed.

One boy had on a light grayish dress shirt and a white undershirt. He had short blonde spikes and sunglasses. He tilted his sunglasses so his green eyes were staring at Sango. He winked at her and she turned away. He smirked and pushed his sunglasses back on his head all the way.

Sango saw that not too many people were there, so it was still early. It was a big house, with an equally large upstairs. She got a soda and sat on a couch in the living room, where a stereo was playing some rap. Sango sipped from the red SOLO cup and sighed. Just eleven hours, and I'll be on my way to school, she thought. This won't be so bad…

A bit after nine, the party was wild. The stereo got turned up extra loud, blasting rock music into every ear in the house. Sango danced for a bit with Kagome at one point, but then sat down on the couch and watched everyone. Many guys flirted with her, but none of them were really interested in getting to know her. Then, after ten, nearly everyone who had had been drinking was drunk. Someone came downstairs complaining that all the rooms upstairs were occupied by drunken couples. Sango laughed at this and stuck with soda.

She started getting drowsy soon and dozed off. She felt someone sit by her. She looked over to see the blonde boy with the sunglasses, smirking at her. "Hey there," he said, taking off the glasses and putting them in the dress shirt's breast pocket. "My name's Miojo, by the way. What's yours?"

"Uh, I'm Sango," Sango muttered.

"Why, that's a beautiful name."

Sango blushed and looked away. "Um, excuse me, for I must use the restroom," she murmured. Miojo nodded as she got up and crossed the noisy room to find the bathroom. As she turned a corner to a hallway, she bumped into Miroku, InuYasha, and Kagome. "Sango! There you are," Kagome greeted, her arm linked with InuYasha's. Miroku smiled slyly at Sango.

"Uh, hey. I was just on my way to the bathroom. Do you know where it is?"

"Yes, I do, actually," Miroku said. "I'll lead you to it." He took Sango's hand and led her away from the other two. He was walking in a fast pace and seemed to be yanking her arm off. They finally got to the empty toilet room and stopped. Sango faced Miroku. "What's your deal?" she demanded.

"I saw you sitting with that one boy," Miroku whispered.

"Oh, so you're jealous now or something?"

"No, it's just that he's not someone for you to talk to. He's very nasty and is only looking for some ass."

"So are half the boys at this party! Doesn't mean anything, Miroku! It sounds like you're jealous to me!" She stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door. The nerve of him! Worrying about me like that! What's with him, anyways! He needs to stay away from me…

"I'm back…"

Miojo looked up at Sango from the couch. He smiled. "Oh, awesome. Hey, I watched your drink for you."

"Oh, thank you. You didn't have to do that." She blushed.

"Oh, no problem…" She sat by him. He put his arm around her. They began a small chat. Sango took a gulp of her soda and froze for a second. Something didn't seem right. He head began to spin a bit. She blinked twice and shook her head hard, but the dizzy feeling still didn't come off. The room spun slowly, then faster and faster. Sango began panting and put her hand to her head.

"Is something the matter?"

She looked up at the nonchalant eyes of Miojo. Sango put down her soda and stood up. The world span around her, everything blended together. Her breathing became heavier. Oh…God…

She started walking past the crowd and tried to go to the hallway. Sango found the stairs banister and began climbing the stairs, still dizzy. All she could hear was footsteps behind her and her own heart beating loudly in her ears. At the top of the stairs, Sango squinted, looking for a door. There has to be one close… She felt a hand on her back. Sango jerked forward, making her fall to the ground. She crawled around and felt the walls. She could feel the smooth texture of a door and then a knob. She opened the door, and didn't hear any screams. This is empty! Sango lifted herself up, then felt the hand on her back again. She yelled something, then passed out.