Author's Note: Here it is! The second drabble in my series of...drabbles. :cough: I'm rather proud of this one, though I suppose it's a bit too long to be a drabble.
To address a few of the comments left to me. I don't plan on giving Miroku's reaction. I meant to leave it at a "cliffhanger" of sorts. I do have an alternate ending that I may post later, but for now, it's a no go. I also don't plan on making these any more than simple kissing stories. Treat each one as a new drabble, as if the one before hadn't happened. Each story is supposed to be a new way for their "first kiss." Sort of. I might change that later. :grins: Anyway. Back on topic. I do not plan on making these smutty in the least bit. I'm sorry. It's just not my style (anymore).
I think I covered everything, so...on with the ficlet!
I Leave This Kiss, And--
The day had finally come and Miroku was looking wan. His face was pulled back into a grimace. His usually bright and shining eyes were dull and half-closed today. He sat slumped on the porch of the hut. As he saw her approach in the distance, along the long and curly path, Miroku tried to brighten his appearances. A fake smile stretched his lips and his eyes widened considerably, not in disgust or surprise, but in an attempt to look more cheerful.
As Sango perched her basked on the lowest stair of the hut's porch, she eyed Miroku suspiciously. She didn't say a word, but gave him a half-assed smile and turned. Two seconds too late, Miroku waved and pulled his face into a more believable smile. Sango stepped past him on the porch and slid the door to the hut open. She stepped in and closed it behind her. She paused and gave a soft sigh before continuing to her room.
Miroku gave a worried look to Kagome, but neither of them said anything. Kagome went about getting her bike set up, leaving the houshi to his own devices. He wanted to say goodbye to Sango before she left, but how would he go about it? As he opened the door to the hut, he twitched his mouth, deep in thought. He paced around the inside of the hut, then finally decided to talk to her. He gave a gentle knock on the door, but in his excitement to speak with her, he didn't wait for a reply before opening the door.
After a screech and a sharp smacking noise, Miroku had somehow managed to shut the door quickly. However, his face now hurt like anything. What he saw, however, was well worth it. Sango had only the thin strips of cloth wrapped around her chest, used in place of a bra, on. Her reflexes were lightening fast, as she had managed to dart up from her seated position on the floor and smack Miroku. Miroku, still smarting, decided to wait several minutes before knocking on the door again. This time, he was sure to wait for a response of "Come in" or for the door to slide open before he made any attempt to enter again. Slowly, but surely, the door slid open.
To his surprise, Sango was not dressed in her regular yukata and sarong Instead she had on a baby pink t-shirt with two little chicks on them. The words "Piyo Piyo" was printed in curly font on the front. Her long and thin legs were clad in a pair of jeans, which looked very good on her, Miroku mused. He looked her over twice more before snapping out of it and blushing sheepishly. To his dismay, however, Sango looked extremely pissed at him.
"Go-gomen nasai, Sango," he sputtered out his apology. Sango gave him a death glare, her arms crossed over her chest.
"Hai, hai," she gave in with a defeated sigh. She sat herself on the floor and continued gathering things here and there, piling them up in the center of the room on her green sarong. Miroku watched for only a moment, then spoke again, rather suddenly.
"Sango, I know you're in the middle of packing to go to Kagome's world, but I just wanted to say goodbye before you left." He blurted it all out before really giving it much though. He saw Sango's face turn a shade of pink, but he continued. "I know you won't be gone for long, but…I…" he trailed off, searching for the right words, as they were on the tip of his tongue, but not jumping off. He watched Sango's face for emotions or signals. She looked up at him quizzically.
Miroku crouched beside her and took her hand in his. "Sango, I just wanted to give you something to remember me by while you were there, but I really couldn't think of anything. So…" he gulped and pulled Sango closer. He had a feeling he might get another smack for what he was about to do. He spoke in a soft whisper and said "So I leave this kiss, and—"
Before he even had a chance to finish his sentence, Sango pressed her lips to his. She smiled against them, giving him a smiling kiss. Miroku only smiled back after he'd gotten over the initial shock of what Sango had done. Miroku, naturally, slid his hand down to her backside.
Miroku left Sango's room with a hand mark on either side of his face, but a very large grin in the middle of it.