Chapter 6: Scared?
"Hey guys!" Sango greeted Kagome and Hojo as she saw them in the movie theatre lobby. "Are Inuyasha and Miroku here yet?"
"Inuyasha isn't coming. He's sick." Kagome lied.
"Oh. So I guess it's just us and Miroku?" Sango asked.
"Uhh, yeah, about that… Since Hojo doesn't like horror movies, we decided we would go see something else." Kagome explained. "So I guess it'll just be you and Miroku." Sango slapped her forehead in disappointment.
"What's wrong with that?" asked Hojo, noticing Sango's reaction.
"Yeah." Kagome added. "I thought you liked him."
"I do, but without you guys around, he's twice as likely to do something perverted." Sango reminded them.
"Don't worry. He'd do something perverted regardless." Kagome said, trying to be reassuring.
"Oh great, that makes me feel a lot better." Sango remarked, snidely.
"Yo." Miroku said, acknowledging the others. "Where's Inuyasha?" Kagome went about explaining the fake situation to Miroku. "So it's just me and Sango?" Miroku asked, after having the scenario laid out.
"Unfortunately." Sango answered in an annoyed tone.
"Sango, that cuts real deep. Why do you see this opportunity to be alone as unfortunate?" Miroku said with a fake pout.
"Because of these." Sango replied sternly, grabbing Miroku's wrist. "Keep your hands off my ass, or I'll keep your hands off your arm. Is that clear?" Sango threatened.
"Crystal." Miroku responded. "Let's go then." Once Miroku and Sango had bought their tickets and entered the auditorium, Inuyasha arrived, as if on cue.
"Did they buy it?" he asked Kagome cautiously.
"Yup. Shall we follow?"
"No." Inuyasha said, taking Kagome's comment literally.
"That wasn't a question, idiot." Kagome said, pulling Inuyasha along by the ear. "Besides, they were practically made for each other, and it's our duty to ensure God's will is carried out."
"Don't bring religion into this, and you're wrong anyway. Miroku's just trying to get laid." Inuyasha protested.
"Believe what you want, you'll have proof before the day is through." Kagome said with confidence.
"Your plan still isn't gonna work, even if they did like each other." Inuyasha persisted. "How is anything of a romantic nature supposed to happen at a horror movie?"
"I'm not explaining anything else to you Inuyasha. I'm sick of your pessimism." Kagome said defiantly. The three bought their tickets and went into the theater. They stayed six rows behind Miroku and Sango to avoid detection. Hojo began to tremble before the previews started. "H-how long does this movie run for?" Hojo asked nervously.
"An hour and forty seven minutes." Inuyasha told him.
"Oy vey. How did I let you two drag me into this?" Hojo asked no one in particular. As soon as the lights dimmed, Hojo threw both arms up to his face to shield his eyes.
"You can open your eyes you wuss. It's only the previews." Inuyasha said, rolling his eyes at Hojo's cowardice. "Tell me Kagome, what is it that you find attractive about this guy?"
"I forget sometimes myself." Kagome replied.
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" Hojo asked, indignant.
"Shut up coward. The movie's starting!" Inuyasha whispered angrily, as Hojo raised his arms once again to block his view.
"Sorry in advance if I freak out." Sango said quietly to Miroku, both of them oblivious to the scheming trio behind them.
"Don't worry about it. I don't blame you, if this is as scary as the first Ring." Miroku said, putting his arm around Sango. Sango shot Miroku a glare that could kill, but he was too interested in the movie to notice. Sango rolled her eyes and decided she didn't mind too much.
Sango had spent half of the movie with her head buried in Miroku's shirt. This didn't escape the notice of Kagome, but Inuyasha didn't seem to care. "Feh, so what? Sango was scared, that doesn't mean she likes him. Besides, nothing good happened." Inuyasha pointed out as they left the theater.
"I don't know Inuyasha, those two were pretty close." Kagome said.
"Whatever, it's not good enough proof for me." Inuyasha declared. Hojo kept quiet, not wanting to incur the wrath of either.
"You missed all the good parts, hiding your head like that." Miroku said.
"I don't care. It was scary enough." Sango said, still shaken. "Should we try to find Hojo and Kagome?"
"Naw, whatever they saw was probably shorter, they would have left already. I'll give you a ride home if you want." Miroku offered.
"Yes please." When they got to Sango's house, Sango wouldn't get out of the car.
"Sango? Were here you know." Sango said nothing. "Aren't you going home?"
"Don't leave me." Sango pleaded.
"Why not?"
"I'm frightened." Sango said softly. Miroku started to laugh.
"Sango, it was just a movie." Miroku tried to reason with her.
"I don't care, I scare easily. I don't want to be alone."
"Isn't your brother around?" Miroku asked.
"No, he's staying the night at a friend's." Sango whimpered. Miroku sighed in defeat.
"I guess that makes two of us."
"You'll stay?" Sango asked.
"I wouldn't want you to be up all night thinking a little girl will crawl out of your television and stab you, would I?" he conceded.
"Thank you!" Sango said throwing her arms around Miroku's neck. "I love you!" Miroku rolled his eyes.
"I love you too." Miroku said. He called his foster father, Mushin, to tell him he was staying the night at Sango's, to which he received a "Congratulations!" from his equally perverted guardian.
"You go in first." Sango ordered Miroku, handing him the house key. Miroku gave her a quizzical look.
"You're never this scared. What's wrong with you tonight?" Miroku asked as he unlocked the door.
"Don't get any ideas." Sango said, momentarily regaining her stern demeanor.
"I don't know, it's pretty hard for me not to. You haven't been this scared since ever." Sango began to blush. "Because you know," Miroku continued, "if you were just putting on an act to get me to spend the night, I wouldn't mind."
"What do I need to do to get you to believe I'm actually scared?" Sango asked, not acting frightened at all.
"Tell me to leave." Miroku smirked. Sango sighed in frustration.
"I don't believe you." Sango said. "Whatever, it's late. I'm going to bed." Miroku followed her upstairs.
"Which side do you want?" Miroku joked with his lecherous grin. Sango at first was going to give Miroku the slap he deserved, but then decided to take the opportunity that was given.
"Left." she said with a smirk. Miroku was stunned.
"Are, are you serious?" Miroku asked in disbelief.
"I-I I just don't want to be alone." Sango said shyly. "No, well…you know."
"Are you sure? Not about the sex but about-" Miroku began to ask, still not quite believing his ears.
"Yes." Sango cut him off.
"If you say so." Miroku wasn't about to argue. Sango cuddled up to Miroku for comfort, and Miroku wrapped his arms around her waist in response.
"Goodnight Miroku." Sango yawned.
A/N: If you're still wondering, no, they didn't/don't do it. Even Miroku has some decency.