Part 9

Sango gasped and sat up. "I know now….who you are!" She looked at the naked figure beside her. "I know who you are now...It makes sense to me…It was all in front of me before…but I never saw it..!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I know…..who you are…..MIROKU!"

Sango jolted away, shaking. …No…it can't be... "Oh…n-no…I must be loony…I need help or something…" But…it…makes sense… Sango looked down. "It does make sense," she muttered. All the times she got jealous of other girls…and how she was always so protective over Miroku…It all fit together, like a jigsaw puzzle. But there is no way he likes me…He flirts with all the girls. Nothing would make me different.

Sango sighed and laid back. "I like Miroku…a lot…" There, I said it out loud…At least I'm not in denial. She rolled her eyes. She looked out the window and saw it was still dark. I have something to do today…and whether I like Miroku or not, I must do it. She looked at the video tape on her dresser by the clock. …What if he didn't get my message? And if he did, what if he doesn't want to show up? "What reason would he have not to show up…?" He's a coward… "Oh…yeah." Sango smiled a bit to herself, glad her self-conversation broke tension. She laid back down and fell asleep.

See! Coward!

Sango looked around anxiously. She was at Kataki Bridge, waiting nervously. Miroku wasn't in sight, yet, and it was pissing her off. I said 3! What time is it now! She glanced at her watch. "3:25!" That BASTARD! Erg, I will never let him forget this! Sango sighed, half in disappointment. She hadn't seen Miroku…in weeks, and she missed him, to be honest.

She gripped her backpack tightly. The tape was in it, and she was nervous about it somehow getting stolen and falling into the wrong hands again. She walked out onto the bridge and looked down. The bridge was small and ran over a small river that ran through a woodsy area. Kids only came there to fish or swim. Some random teenage boys brought their first girlfriends there for their first kiss, and that was usually it. It was a great place to plan anything and everything…

Sango's thoughts were broken by the sound of footsteps. She turned to see Miroku coming towards her. For the first time…ever, Sango's heart began to skip beats. She blinked in some surprise. As Miroku got close to her, she pulled herself together and slapped him. "How dare you keep me waiting! You're such a bastard!"

Miroku smiled at her as a slap mark appeared on his face. "Well, I should be late more often…"

Sango glared at him. "What are you? Some masochistic freak?"

"Is that what you want me to be?"

"What!"

"I'm not really all that into role-playing, but if you want me to be a masochistic freak, I will…I'll be your cowboy, your priest, even your dad if you like that-" Miroku was suddenly showered in insults and slaps. He laughed and grabbed Sango's wrists lightly. "Whoa, calm down, I was kidding…"

"How dare you insult me, you dick!" she bellowed. Birds flew off from treetops as Sango's voice echoed. She blushed and sighed, catching her breath. Miroku rubbed at his now-crimson face. "You can hit hard..."

"I'm surprised you haven't realized that before," Sango replied cynically.

"Honestly, Sango, let's stop flirting and get to business."

"I am not flirting!" Miroku shot her a half-glare. Sango collected herself. "Yes, um…Miroku…a lot has happened in the past…few weeks." He nodded in agreement. "And…even though you made a mistake, you helped resolve it in the end. And I just wanted to thank you for that." She smiled sweetly at him, hoping she didn't seem too shy.

Miroku smiled back handsomely at her. "Why, thank you, Sango, I appreciate your gratitude…" Sango nodded. Oh! She reached back and dug in her backpack. She pulled out the tape. "Here's the tape that you graciously stole from the school…"

Miroku laughed some and took it. "Okay, thanks." Sango nodded again, blushing. She held out her hand for him to shake. He doesn't like me, so why get close? Miroku blinked at her. He leaned forward and hugged her close. Sango blinked in surprise. His body was warm and he smelled good. Just like I dreamt… Sango hesitantly wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his chest, smiling. Sango was so relaxed, that she jumped in surprise when he pulled away.

Miroku smiled shyly at her. Sango looked away, blushing. There was an awkward silence. Sango sighed and stood up straight. "I should…get going now. Thanks, again…"

"Anytime…"

"Bye…Miroku." Sango started off to her house, not looking back. She walked slowly, shaking. Walking away from him was like leaving him forever, for some reason. I'll see him at school on Monday…Then why do I feel so bad right now? She picked up her pace as more sorrow swept over her. As she was about to comes up to a road, she was yanked back by Miroku grabbing her arm.

"Miroku, what are you-" Their lips met and Miroku's tongue slid into her mouth and entwined with hers. Sango's heart stopped as she kissed back. Miroku held her close around the waist and she threw her arms around his neck. After a while, Miroku broke away. How cheap… Sango smiled at Miroku, anyways.

Miroku smiled back and held her. "I guess this means now you won't get mad when I do this…" His hand traveled down to her butt. Sango got the shivers and made a strange squeak sound. Her hand met Miroku's face sharply. "NO, you pervert, you don't have ass privileges yet..."

Miroku smirked at her. "Yet?" She smirked back. Sango pulled Miroku close and kissed him, heart skipping around happily…