Chapter Eight: In the Closet
The silence was killing Sango.
"So, umm…"
"Yeah?"
"Nothing…"
Sango hated when it got like this. She was a horrible conversation starter. She poked Miroku to kill the silence.
He squealed. "What was that for?" He poked her back.
Sango giggled and fell over when Miroku's finger landed in her side. "Hey!"
"You started it!" Miroku attacked Sango with pokes.
Sango was in a giggle fit on the ground. For a moment, everything else seemed to disappear. All that was there was her and Miroku.
Miroku stopped and allowed Sango to sit up and catch her breath.
"That's what you get," he grinned broadly.
Sango shook her head, still half laughing. "I was just trying to find a way to break the silence."
"Maybe you should have left it like that," Miroku laughed.
"No, this is more fun."
Kagome and Kouga heard Sango and Miroku's giggles and squeals as they sat and stared blankly at one another from that same spot.
"Hey, that sounds like Sango and…"
"… Miroku…" Kouga finished.
Kagome and Kouga looked at each other, then walked out of the trees and saw Sango and Miroku both sitting there together, laughing.
Sango felt they were watched. She looked around, alert for any trespassers.
"What's wrong, Sango?"
"We're… being watched…"
Miroku laughed. "Yeah, by them." He pointed at Kagome and Kouga. They were easier to see from his point of view.
"K-Kagome and Kouga?" Sango turned around. "Oh, so that's where they are…"
"Seems they're interested in watching us for some reason…" Miroku sounded uncomfortable.
"Well, they spotted us," Kouga said.
"No, duh…" Kagome scoffed.
"How about we get out of here?" Sango suggested, taking Miroku's hand subconsciously.
Miroku nodded and the two of them got up and went around the back of the house.
"What the—"
"They're scared because we're just watching them like hawks."
"Um… Okay…"
"Makes us seem stalker-ish."
Kouga stared blankly at Kagome, but muttered another 'Okay' and ended the subject.
Sango peered around the corner again and looked at Kagome and Kouga. "They're better when they're alone anyway. They tend to open up to each other easier. And they seem happier."
"God knows it's going to take a miracle for those two to admit their feelings…"
Sango didn't realize that she was still holding onto Miroku's hand. "Oh, s-sorry." She let go of it immediately.
"It's alright…" Miroku hadn't noticed either, but he wondered why his face was flushing.
"So um… What happens now?"
"I don't know. You dragged me here." Miroku laughed.
"Heh, so I did…" Sango looked up. "Well, my room's right here…"
"Are you suggesting that we go in there?" Miroku nudged Sango playfully and winked.
"N-No! I mean… Everyone would see you and then they would talk and… And…"
"Okay, okay, I get it. I was only kidding." Miroku hugged Sango.
"Speaking of my room," Sango pulled away from Miroku. "I need to go up and check something."
"Okay," Miroku nodded. "Go ahead. No need to rush." He smiled.
Sango turned and went into the house. 'He's way too nice to me…'
She went into the house and passed through the kitchen, where Kikyou and Inuyasha were still making their ramen. Ayame had disappeared somewhere else. No one knew where.
Sango headed up the stairs and made it to her room. She dug through a box looking for something, but she soon forgot what it was when she heard a clattering. She shot her eyes towards the balcony, where the sound had come from.
"Who's there?" she called out threateningly.
Miroku's voice came through.
"It's me!"
Sango went out to her balcony and looked down, but found no one standing there. She looked to the side and found that Miroku was climbing up a vine that grew next to her balcony.
"Miroku! I told you that I'd be down in a little bit!"
"Well, I got bored." Miroku pulled himself up a little bit at a time.
Sango reached out her hand and helped him in. She couldn't just push him back or leave him there struggling.
After Miroku was safely inside, Sango slapped him lightly on the arm.
"Baka! You could have fallen and gotten yourself killed!"
"But I didn't, did I?" Miroku smirked.
Sango couldn't argue with him. She always lost when they fought. Suddenly, she heard footsteps nearing her room.
'Oh crap… Oh crap, crap, crap….'
"Sango?" Ayame knocked on Sango's door. "You in there?"
"Isn't that Aya—"
Sango covered Miroku's mouth. "You know Ayame has a big mouth. If she finds you in here, we'll never hear the end of it," she whispered in his ear. 'Now think…'
"I can go back down if you want me to…"
"No, that'll create too much of a commotion. She'll know that someone else is in here…"
"Then what?"
Sango looked back into her room. "I got it! Come here." Again, Sango took Miroku by the hand and they crept across her room until they reached her closet. She opened the closet door.
Ayame heard something coming from inside of Sango's room. "Sango? You okay?"
"Okay, hurry up and get in there." Sango shoved Miroku into her closet, but she soon found herself in the closet as well. Her eyes widened.
"Sango?" Ayame knocked again. "I know you're in there. Or someone else is…"
"Baka! You're not supposed to pull me in with you! If Ayame somehow manages to find out that both of us are in here, then we're in deep—"
Miroku pulled Sango closer to him and kissed her.
"Which is why we won't make a sound," he whispered in her ear.
Sango was in too much of a shock to say anything more.
Suddenly her phone began to ring. 'DAMNIT!' It was a good thing that the ring tone wasn't loud. Then they really would have been caught.
Sango looked at the called ID. "Kikyou! Why would she be calling me!"
Miroku immediately took her phone, ignored the call, took the battery out of the phone, and placed it in his pocket.
"What was that?" Ayame was persistent. "I know I heard something in there… It sounded like a phone ringing…"
Miroku pulled Sango closer. Sango's heart was racing. 'He's never held me like this before…'
'Damn, Ayame had better go away fast… I'm a nervous wreck right now… I've never been this close to Sango…'
"Hm, well… I guess I'll just leave this alone… She must have left her phone in her room again…"
Miroku and Sango heard fading footsteps. Miroku loosened his grip around Sango, and Sango opened the closet door. She peeked through a crack in the front door and saw for sure that Ayame was gone. She motioned to Miroku, signaling that it was clear.
"Well, that was…"
"A blast!" Miroku said loudly and enthusiastically.
"SHH! She can still hear you!" Sango scolded.
"Sorry." Miroku's voice became hushed again.
Sango sat on her bed with a serious look on her face. 'This is all too surreal… Miroku's acting like an actual… gentleman…'
Miroku: Aw, she's so cute when she's blushing like that -smiles-
Sango: o\\\o Um, okay...
Miroku: -giggles and hugs Sango-
Sango: o\\\\\o
Kyo-chan: Aw, don't be like that, Sango. Such a cute couple X)
Sango: o\\\\\\\o