Chapter Three: True Intentions

"Hey Sango!" Kouga smiled handing Sango a drink. "Why so sad?"

"The plan went flawlessly." Sango looked down at her shoes as Kouga sat next to her, on the bench outside the place where they worked.

"That's great news, isn't it?" Kouga seemed confused.

"Well yes, except for the fact that I feel extremely guilty."

"Oh, well if it makes you feel any better, I almost died when I took the picture." Kouga smiled. "And really, thank-you." He stood and walked back behind the cash registered.

"Huh?" Sango blinked. 'Had Kouga really just wanted to have helped, or did he have reasons for himself.' She thought as she walked back to where she was washing trays from the food court.

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"Kouga?" The two were washing tables in the food court.

"What?" Kouga stopped.

"Why did you help me?" Sango put the cloth down.

"Reasons…" Kouga looked up. "Look, I'm not telling, so DON'T ask." He snapped as he walked away.

Sango didn't ask anymore.

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Kouga walked home as he passed Ayame's house, she walked out from the backyard.

"Kouga!" Ayame yelled as she ran towards him.

"Ayame, you're home?" Kouga was happy, just surprised.

"Yea, we got rained out." She ran to his side and threw her arms around his neck. "I really missed you."

"Oh? Well, I missed you too!" Kouga wasn't lying.

"Aw!" Ayame hugged him harder. "So what did you all do while I was gone?"

"Just stuff. Sango and I have talked a lot. She helped me from being not bored. I helped her not to kill Kagome." Kouga laughed.

"Aw! So you guys are good friends now I take it?" Ayame asked worriedly.

"Not really, she's kind of nosy." Kouga laughed.

"Hehe." Ayame knew Sango fairly well. "Well she was just being Sango, that's all."

"Heh, probably." Kouga considered the thought.

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Sango was still sitting in her room trying hard not to cry. 'What have I done? Kagome seems so miserable, I wonder how she's doing now. Hmmm, I'll call her. There is really nothing I can do now.' As she reached for the phone to call Kagome it began to ring. "Huh?"

"Hello?" Sango said shaking.

"Hey, it's Miroku."

"Oh hello. What's the matter?"

"Huh? Why does something have to be wrong when I call you?" Miroku snapped defensively.

"Wha? It's just the way you sounded. That's all, so are you sure everything's okay?" Sango answered worriedly.

"No, I got home from work and Mushi was drunk and passed out…again, Kag and I split, and I think I'm about to get fired." It almost sounded like he was crying.

"Aw, you poor thing. Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yea, but I really don't want to stay here. Can I come over?" Miroku gasped.

"Oh yea, of course." Sango's eyes lit up.

"Thanks, I'll be over in a minute?" Miroku hung up without a response from Sango. Sango blinked repeatedly for a few minutes.

"What am I going to do…I need to tell him…oh…I can't do that." The tears streamed down her cheeks.

Moments later the doorbell rang.

"Sango, you have company." Miaka shouted up the stairs.

"Okay, send em' up." Sango wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Hey. Everything cool?" Miroku asked as he walked into her room.

"Of course." Sango smiled. "But what about with you?"

"Oh man, I just don't know. I feel like my whole life is ending."

"Now why would you say that?" Sango felt such guilt.

"I couldn't believe Kagome would cheat on me, but she said that maybe we just couldn't trust each other, then, well yea." Miroku looked down.

"Aw. You'll be okay." Sango patted his back. He threw his arms around her. Sango blinked and then hugged him back.

"Thanks Sango, for being here for me. Ya know I can't really go to Inuyasha for any sympathy."

"Mhmmm. No kidding, him and Kikyo are also ex's, so this he might've wanted to talk." Sango's light bulb went on. 'Oh no! Inuyasha's the one that Kagome kissed!'

"Right! He kissed her! Like I want to talk to him, that incompetent fool." Miroku's fact turned purple. Sango just backed away.

'Poor boy!' She stood up and walked towards her closet, she was still trying to find her cat's collar. The last time she'd seen it, was when Kirara had tried to sleep in an old shoebox in her closet.

"What are you looking for?" Miroku turned back around and walked towards her.

"Kirara's collar." Sango was on her hands and knees rummaging through the bottom of her closet.

"Oh, I see. I'll help." Miroku bent beside her, soon his hand was stroking her bottom.

'Oh yea, he'll be just fine.' Sango's thoughts flamed. She swung her hand to slap him but he caught it before it connected. They sat there, with Miroku holding Sango's hand. He pulled her closer until they were close enough to be one person. He drew her face towards his and went into a deep and passionate kiss.

'Why does this feel so good.' Miroku thought. They pulled away. Sango still in a daze thinking she was dreaming, kept her eyes closed. As she slowly opened them she expected Miroku to be gone, he wasn't. He was sitting there staring back into her eyes.

"W-w-what was that for?" Sango finally spoke.

"Sango, I, uh, look…I don't know where that came from. I will show myself out." He shot up like a bullet and swiftly walked out of her house.

"What just happened?" Sango asked herself.

'What was I thinking?' Miroku banged his head against the front door of his house.

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Kouga and Ayame sat on her couch. Watching a move. Ayame had fallen asleep while Kouga thought about his plan of action. 'How do I break up and then…ask Kagome if she'd go out with me.'

"Huh?" Oh Kouga, you're still here!" Ayame's green eyes shone from her slumber.

"Yea. But I should go." Kouga stood up and left without saying another word.

"Huh?" Ayame sat there a moment confused.

'Huh! So, what am I going to do?' Kouga pondered as he walked down the street towards his house. He saw Miroku standing on his front door step with his head against the door.

"Hey man, what's up?" Kouga asked surprising Miroku.

"Aiee." Miroku spun around to see Kouga.

"Sorry to scare you." Kouga apologized.

"Oh, it's quite alright." Miroku said pulling himself together.

"So man, what's wrong?" Kouga naturally didn't care.

"Uh nothing, I'm going to go in now. I'll talk to you some other time." Miroku walked into his house. Mushi was out cold on the couch. 'What is wrong with my life?'

RINGRINGRING………………

The phone's tone rang loudly throughout the house.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Miroku?"

"Yea?"

"It's Sango."

"Oh…hi." Miroku's voice was a low whisper.

"Umm, I was just calling to say that you left your wallet here."

"Oh? Well, thank-you. I'll come by tomorrow to pick it up."

"Okay, good night, and Miroku…"

"Yea?"

"I'm sure everything will be just fine." Sango finished as Miroku hung up without saying good-bye.

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KNOCKKNOCK

The sound of someone banging on the door rang through the house.

"Coming." Kohaku yawned. 'Hmm, Miaka must be gone to work already.'

"Hey Kohaku." Miroku said.

"Oh hi, come on in." Kohaku welcomed his sister's friend. "Sango's still sleeping, but you might as well go wake her up." Kohaku yawned again as he walked back to his bedroom.

Miroku walked up the stairs into the loft that Sango called her room. It was in quite a mess, with all the things from her closet scattered over her floor. Kirara lay at the foot of her bed, her collar snapped around her neck.

"Looks like she found it." Miroku smiled. He walked to Sango's bed and saw her sleeping, breathing lightly. He quickly snapped out of his daze as her eyes flashed open.

"Ahh." Sango screamed throwing a pillow at Miroku then pulling her blankets up around her. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry, Kohaku let me in, told me to wake you up, and I wanted my wallet." Miroku stood throwing the pillow back at Sango.

"Oh, well your wallet's over there on my dresser." Sango got out of her bed. Her night gown was an oversized t-shirt that reached mid-thigh. Miroku gazed upon her for a moment, until she caught his eye and pulled her blankets around her. She looked over at her alarm clock. ' Oh, it's 5:39 am.' "WHAT! You come to my house at 20 to 6 in the morning! Are you mad?" Sango yelled at him.

"Umm, so sorry. I just couldn't sleep any longer." Miroku looked around her room. "It sure is messy in here." He chuckled.

"Yea. It was late last night after I found her collar, so I didn't bother cleaning." Sango blushed.

"Hmph. So what are you doing today?" Miroku asked her.

"Well cleaning, that's it." Sango smiled.

"You don't work today?" Miroku's heart lifted.

"No, why?"

"No reason. Do you need some help, cleaning I mean?" Miroku offered.

"Umm, sure. But I have to have a shower first." Sango blushed. 'I better remember to lock the door.'

"Allow me to assist you in that!"

SMACK

"Or not." Sango smiled as she grabbed some clothes and walked to the shower.

Miroku stay there rubbing his cheek.

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Hey so I guess now that San/Miro are getting close the sparks shall fly….