Disclaimers: I do NOT own Inuyasha or any of its characters.

Hey everyone! I didn't get as much review this time but it's only been two days... #reminds self to be patient#

Tache: Hmm, looks like you just made up a new chat room word... rolling on the floor laughing out loud (either that or I just never heard of it before)

Fred the Mutant Pickle: Now now Fred, just because Sango's mad doesn't mean she needs to get treatment-it means we stick her in a room with 500 perverted Miroku clones!

Shakujou: Thanks!

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-Somewhere in the Void-

The deep lagoon rumbled and screeched as the unearthly experiment headed towards completion.

"Yes, yes," the crackling voice hissed. "almost ready, heh heh heh."

The strange figure poured more and more chemicals into the enormous boiling pot, chanting a few odd words in the meanwhile. "Myou. Sujou, Baishuu, Soushi." The enchanter continued to repeat the dark incantations, the shadows dancing in corners of the laboratory. A loud and long cackle escaped from the cloaked one's lips as it raised its head and arms to the ceiling and shouted, "Behold! My masterpiece!"

The spell seemed to have finally finished, as several figures began to rise forth from the bubbling sea of green.

"Hehehahaha! Come forth my generals!

Jigoku the Annihilator:" A humanoid shape sprang forward and immediately began to immolate itself, a feral grin on its lips.

"Shougan the Hell Frost." A lean figure turned itself into a ball of water and leaped out of the pot and onto the ground, then reformed it self, a cold and calculating look on its face.

"Tatsumaki the Gale Bringer." Another lean figure came forth; only this time, it flew out and landed with a harsh #thud# onto the stone floor. This creature looked completely insane.

"Jishin the Earth Shaker." The pot was blow apart by a huge, burly figure that stepped out of what was left. It had an uncaring, emotionless look on its face as it pounded its fists and shook the entire lagoon from top to bottom.

"Finally...Nisshou the Justicar." A shining figure seemingly made from pure light came forth looking somewhat perplexed. It began, "This place...so full of corruption..." It quickly turned to its creator and shouted, "You! You are the source of this demonic energy! Prepare to die youka-" It was suddenly cut off when the creator stepped towards it and clamped a hand around Nisshou, a strange dark light erupting from the creator's palm as he did so.

"Tryig to resist eh? Good, good, I like a fierce spirit." It cackled once more as Nisshou twitched several times, then fell to the floor. When he rised up again, it bowed and mumbled, "Master..."

"Yes, yes yes yes! Bwa ha ha ha ha! You will follow me my warriors! And I will make you great!"

It was good being the master, thought Akuma.

"Umm...master? Could you go over our names again?"

Except when one's minions asked dumb stuff like that...

"#sigh# Fine you bakas. Jigoku, Shougan, Tatsumaki, Jishin, and Nisshou. Got it?"

"Hai!"

-At the Inu-gumi's headquarters-

Sango trudged through the forest, following the melody of a beautiful flute tune. 'I wonder who plays the flute. Kagome-chan? No, she told me she doesn't play an instrument. Shippo? No, he's too little. Inuyasha? Hmm...

Nah. That brute probably couldn't bet a drum without smashing it apart,' she giggled.

Before she could continue any further, she suddenly came into a calm clearing with a robed figure leaning against a tree. "Ah, Sango. I thought you were asleep."

"Iie, I couldn't fall asleep and someone was playing the flute so..."

"Did I wake you up Sango? Gomen nasai."

"I-iie! I liked it actually!"

"Honto? Arigatou." He continued to play a hauntingly beautiful melody, serenading his koishi (although she had no idea what Miroku was really doing) and the moon.

After a short while, Sango tried to work up a conversation again. "Houshi- sama? When did you start playing the flute?" He stopped playing and stated, "When I was only five. My father decided that since he couldn't hire geishas to play the flute for him everyday-not that he wouldn't have minded it- (at this Sango gave a loud snort) I was to learn how to play. At first I hated it, but soon I learned that I could put my musical skills to a good use."

"Like attracting women?"

#Sigh#

He shook his head in mock sadness and simply continued to play.

Soon...

"Houshi-sama? Gomen ne for what I did to you earlier."

Once more he stopped playing and he gave her a friendly smile. "I told you Sango, it was nothing. You were just angry that's all." He turned away from her and looked up into the stars and muttered, "Remember, learn from the past. Don't dwell on it."

Sango could only look upon him in surprise: she never expected him to come up with something like that. "Wow...that was pretty deep."

"Arigatou, koishi."

'N-nani?! Koishi? What the heck is he thinking? Wait...I could get used to being called that.' She giggled and blushed, making sure that Miroku didn't see (and failed miserably at that attempt).

She decided to come sit down next to him, since there was nothing else to do other than listen to him play. After a while...

"Hey, you think either one of them will make a move?" someone whispered.

"Shh! They'll hear us!"

"I'm betting Miroku's going to pull something perverted.

"Keh."

"I second that."

Miroku abruptly stopped playing for a few seconds, but continued after Sango whispered, "Keep playing, we'll get them later."

But after a little while Miroku decided to stop. He only looked up into the indigo sky and said to her, "A lot of people say that when you look up into a starry sky, you will see what you desire most. What do you see?"

She looked up, but only saw a myriad of twinkling stars and the huge moon. "I don't see anything. What do you see?"

"I see Sango, a picture of us together. I see a portrait of our family, loving and close-knit as they get. I can see our children running out in the yard, and you and I sitting on the porch watching our children." He turned to the right and flashed another smile, chuckling to himself on the inside when he saw her blushing furiously.

"But that's in the future. Right now, what I see is this." Before Sango could react, Miroku wrapped his arms around her and kissed.

(A/N: Now everyone say, "Awwww...." And now comes the mushy stuff... I was never good at describing kissing scenes anyway. :P )

'Wow,' she thought. 'This-is-the-best-thing-ever.' What could she say? This was a drop of heaven. She pulled away before she passed out from oxygen deprivation. "That...was wonderful." She snuggled close into Miroku and closed her eyes in happiness...

Or at least pretended to do so. Not looking up from her (extremely comfortable) position, she whispered, "Now, what should we do about these peepers?"

-In the bushes-

"Kyaa! That's so kawai!"

"Huh?"

"Eww! Grownups kissing! Blech!"

"Heh heh! Told you dad, Miroku's the only man in our blood line who doesn't grope in these sorts of situations!"

"Hey, where'd they go?

The spies looked around the clearing for any sign of the formerly kissing couple, but they were nowhere in sight. Then they heard a voice that sounded very much like a death knell.

"Looking for someone?"

-Later at the headquarters-

"Ugh. WHY do we have to do this again Kagome?"

"Because we spied on Sango and Miroku, that's why."

"You know it! Now get back to cleaning!" Sango looked very much like a demoness from Hell working a group of cursed souls to death, complete with whip and imaginary horns.

"Err, Sango? Don't you think this has gone a little too far?"

"Nope, they deserve this. Shippo!" The young kitsune flinched at the sound of his name and fearfully looked towards Sango (making sure he didn't make eye contact of course). "H-h-hai?" he trembled. "You've done enough. Go out and sleep or something.

Letting out a terrified yelp, he dashed for the door and never looked back.

Ahh, it was good to be the master.

Since I updated quicker than usual, review my minions! Bwa ha ha!