Wait, we did WHAT?
by SetsuntaMew
Since someone said something about this in a review, I just want to clarify: I know Houshi isn't Miroku's last name. Houshi-sama is Sango's overly polite way of addressing him as a monk. I'm simply too lazy and uncreative to come up with a last name for him. I guess I could use Aamalie's idea- Sekushi. -giggles- Sekushii, for those who don't know, means sexy. Hehe, Sango would be calling him 'Mr. Sexy'. Maybe I will change it...
Disclaimer: I OWN EVERYTHING! Kukukuku. I wish. Unfortunately, all I own is the first movie DVD and the IY PS2 game. Oh well.
Edit: Yep, I ended up changing Miroku's last name to Sekushii. Whee!
-Chapter 4-
Hotel room 317
The first thing Sango noticed when she woke up was that she had the worst headache imaginable. The second was that she wasn't alone in her bed. 'It's probably Sekushii-san...I am definitely going to kill him this time. It's not like there's only one bed or anything.' Sango then proceeded to roll over. Her plan was to yell Miroku and push him out of her bed. That was, until she noticed that he wasn't wearing anything. And neither was she.
Sango did the only thing she could think of: she screamed. But not for long, because it wasn't doing much for her killer headache. It did wake Miroku up, though.
"Eh? Sango? G'morning to you, too," he mumbled, not completely awake yet.
"All you have to say is good morning? What are you doing in my bed?" she hissed, using a sheet to cover herself for the time being. "And why aren't we wearing anything?"
Miroku just gave her a lazy grin. "You don't remember last night?"
"No. Do you?"
"Nope. Well, a little. I remember losing a bunch of money gambling..."
"...and then drinking? Because that's what I did, too," Sango finished his sentence for him.
"Yep. I kind of remember talking to you for a little, but my memory's all fuzzy after that."
"...I hate alcohol. I'm never drinking again." Sango paused. "Well, at least not around you. Now get out of my bed. We'll talk more after we're dressed, okay?" She began to shoo Miroku out of the bed. And then he caught hold of her wrist and stared intently at her hand.
"I wasn't aware you were married, Sango," he said after awhile.
"What are you talking about? I'm not married," she said, confused.
"Really?" he asked. "Look at your hand."
She did. And noticed the gold band around her finger. "WHAT THE HELL? I'm not married!" 'Oh gods, what all did I do last night? Damned alcohol, I can't remember anything!'
While Sango continued to stare at her hand, Miroku had gotten out of bed and noticed a paper on the table. "Er, Sango?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't kill me, but I found something here."
"Why would I kill you? Well, anymore than I already am," she said, reaching out for the paper.
"Um..." He hesitated before reluctantly handing it over to her.
Sango stared at the paper in her hands and blinked. Then blinked again. And again. 'I know I was drunk last night, but was I seriously drunk enough to marry Mir-er, Sekushii-san?'
"Sango?" Miroku asked, waving a hand in front of her face. "You okay there?"
"Oh yes, I'm perfectly fine. I wake up in bed naked with no recollection of the previous night, and find out that I got married! No, Miroku, I'm not okay." Sango sank back down onto the bed, and Miroku sat down next to her.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly.
"It's not your fault...wait. Yes it is. At least partially."
"Hey now.."
"Well, it is. It takes two to tango, right?"
"True, right as always, my lovely Sango."
"You are forever a flirt, aren't you?"
"Of course!"
Sango hit him over the head with a pillow. "And forever a pervert, I see."
"What would I be if I weren't?"
"A lot more likable."
"You hurt me, Sango," he told her.
"Good," she replied. "I'm going to get dressed now. In the bathroom. With a lock. Don't follow me."
"But it's not like I haven't seen any of it before!" Wroooong thing for Miroku to say. A shoe went flying at his head. "Ow..."
About ten minutes later
Sango and Miroku were both fully dressed. Sango was just beginning to try to remember the previous night when there was knock on the door.
"Sango-chan? Miroku-san? Are you guys in there?" Kagome called.
"Err...good morning, Kagome-chan!" Sango greeted, opening the door.
"Oh good, you're okay! Last night, Inuyasha and I couldn't find you guys so we just assumed that you had already come up here. But it's really late! Did you really sleep until noon?" Kagome sounded genuinely worried.
'We slept until noon? I repeat: I am never drinking anything remotely alcoholic ever again.' "Eh heh...well, I guess so." There was an uncomfortable silence. Thankfully, Miroku could tell.
"So, Kagome-san, what are we doing today?"
"Oh yes! I forgot to tell you. I want to check out this pirate ship that I read about in one of the pamphlets." The three had begun walking out of the room to meet up with Inuyasha in the lobby. "Apparently, you can get married on it. It's supposed to be really cool!"
"Kagome-chan, you are not getting married on a pirate ship. Have you lost your mind?" Sango exclaimed.
"But wouldn't Inuyasha make the cutest pirate ever? And it would be so cool to do something different!"
"Different's fine, but a pirate wedding?" Sango tried to reason with her friend. "As maid of honor, I have to stop her from doing something so ridiculously stupid. A pirate wedding? ...then again, I guess I'm not one to talk about weddings, considering I was too drunk to remember my own.'
"Do you have something against pirates?" Kagome questioned.
"Only for a wedding."
"Come on, Sango-chan! Don't be such a stick-in-the-mud! It's my wedding! You can plan your own!"
Sango and Miroku sweatdropped.
Three hours later
"Kagome-chan, we've sat through two weddings already. Why are we doing this again?" Sango asked.
"Because you guys won't let me have my wedding here! So we're going to sit here all day so I can at least imagine it," she answered, pouting.
"Isn't it my wedding too?" Inuyasha asked.
"You're only the groom. Oh look, another wedding's about to start! Back to the boat!" Kagome exclaimed, dragging Inuyasha along with her.
Sango and Miroku hung behind. "...so then, when do we tell them?" Miroku asked.
"Eventually. I haven't really found the right moment yet," Sango answered.
"There's a right moment?"
"Okay...maybe not. But I'll be happy with the least awkward moment."
"YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO MISS THE WEDDING!" Kagome yelled back to them, and they sighed before running to catch up to Kagome and Inuyasha.
Not my best chapter, but meh. I'm carsick. And I am really tired of Marietta, Ohio. Why? It has to be the ugliest part of Ohio. I'm serious. And then after Marietta came the barren, grassless, trailer park area. -dies- Usually my family's car trips have better scenery.
At least now I've finished the chapter. My little brother can finally stop saying "Have you finished chapter four yet? Have you finished chapter four yet?" over and over again. Yeah. He's annoying like that.
Anyway, there really is a pirate ship in Vegas that you can get married on. I myself have never been there, but my cousin has. She wanted to get married on it but her now-husband wouldn't agree to it. ...yeah, that was a kinda random story, but I find it interesting.
