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"So, Miro-No. Where do you live exactly?" Sango asked. Both Miroku and Sango were sitting side by side on the marble bench on the balcony, they had been talking, laughing and gossiping for what seemed like hours. The sun had to go down a quarter more before the sky turned into a sunset.

"Um… to the, west! I mean, south!" Miroku corrected quickly, Sango's castle was to the west, and Miroku just kept forgetting that now he was, "high class".

"The south eh?" Sango said as she cocked an eyebrow, "I heard that there were no castles there, due to the many Demon attacks."

Miroku was baffled; he must have looked like a fool, "Um… Yes, there are many demon attacks, but everyone in my castle is just fine."

"Oh, well that's good." Sango said, still giving him the, yeah-sure-okay-whatever look.

Miroku was just about to add something to make his story seem more true when all of a sudden fast dance music was being played.

"Come on Miro-No! A dance is about to begin!" She took his hand, but stopped and blushed a little, "I'm… sorry, I got carried away-"

Miroku just smiled and tightened his grip on her hand, "No need to apologize Miss Sango-Chan." Miroku began to pull her towards the door that led into the castle, "But I would be deeply offended if you did not have a dance with me."

Sango giggled a bit, her face began to turn red as she said, "Well, I cannot have you offended, now can I?"

So, Miroku and Sango walked onto the dance floor hand in hand. The music that was being played wasn't a slow dancing song, It was one of those songs where there is the changing of a partner, spinning, tap dancing, you get it, right?

So Miroku and Sango made their way into the dancing crowd, Miroku had his hand on Sango's waist, his other hand clasped onto Sango's hand. Sango's hand was attached to Miroku's, her other hand was on his upper back. One they got into position the began to twirl around, along with the other couples on the dance floor.

Miroku had to smile, he was finally fulfilling a little piece of his dream, by dancing with the girl of his dreams. His eyes locked onto her face, it was only moments after he did this that Sango looked up, her eyes seemed to look right through him, it made Miroku feel even more happy.

It was then time for the couples to spin around and change partners, Sango muttered a curse when she got paired up with Naraku.

She sadly watched as Miroku got paired up Kagome.

"Sango, who the hell was that?" Naraku snapped as he tightened his grip on Sango's waist.

Sango flinched a little then answered, "His name is Miro-No. He lives in the south and is a far better dance that you'll ever be." She snapped, as Naraku's foot stepped on hers.

"Sango. I live in the south. There are no other castles. The Demons are far too strong."

"Well, he lives there."

"He can't."

"He does!"

"He does not!"

Sango gave Naraku an evil glare, "I believe because-"

"You have feelings for him?" Naraku glared at her.

Sango blushed and didn't say anything.

Kagome giggled as Miroku grabbed onto her waist.

"You're strong!" She said as she batted her eyelashes.

Miroku just gave her a fake grin. Personally, he never liked Kagome; she was always flirting with the servants of the castle, either that or just being a pain.

"Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" She asked as she looked at him.

"Um… No, I'm pretty sure you don-"

"Yes I do! You're that footman, Miroku!"

Miroku immediately let go of her, "No! No I am not!"

Kagome looked angry, "You shouldn't be here! You should be cleaning the carriage, either that or the stables."

Miroku was just about to reply when the music got faster, and everyone began to, "Doetsy Doe"

Miroku quickly reached for someone other than Kagome, oh man was he in trouble now!

If anyone found out he was mingling with "High Class" he may be, exiled. His heart sank as he realized that he might never see Sango again if that happened.

The music changed a bit more, this must have meant that the partners had to be changed.

Sango was, "Doetsy Doeing" with Inuyasha now, Kagome was near her, she was paired up with Naraku.

"Sango!" She whispered as she span by Sango.

Sango's head turned, she waited for Kagome to come around again.

"The-foot-man-is-Here." Kagome whispered to Sango in between turns.

"What-how-do-you-know?"

It was time to switch partners again, Sango and Kagome paired up so that they could talk.

"The footman, Miroku… He is here!"

"What makes you so sure?"

"I recognize him!"

"Where is he then?"

Kagome looked around for a moment then awkwardly pointed to the man Sango knew as Miro-No.

"Kagome… That is not Miroku. That's Miro-No."

Kagome rolled her eyes, "And people think I'm thick headed. Look at him! It's the footman with his hair down!"

Sango began to feel dizzy, it made a lot of sense now, she felt like a fool.

Miroku had been so worried about the thought of never seeing his dear beloved that he didn't even notice that the dance style had changed everyone was tapping. Forward, Right, back, then left.

He felt his spirits soar when Sango appeared next to him, "Miro-No." She said looking up at him, "I need to talk to you, now!"

Miroku gulped, she couldn't have found out, could she?

Both of them quickly exited the dance floor and went back to the balcony where they first, "met".

Sango quickly closed the glass door behind her, and then turned to Miroku.

"Your name is not Miro-No. What is it?"

Miroku looked shocked, "I… my name… is Miro-No."

"Who are you trying to fool? Me? Or yourself?"

Miroku looked down, but said nothing.

"You are Miroku. That footman."

Miroku looked at her and nodded.

Sango took a deep breath, then what she did next surprised Miroku. Sango began to cry.