Ch 13

Sango took him to a disserted area of the woods and let go of the monk's hand and walked a little further on.

"Sango, what is the matter," Miroku asked, stopping and watched the woman warrior.

"Miroku, I," Sango began, but didn't finish it. Her voice was cracking slightly and she didn't want to cry, not in front of Miroku.

"What? Sango, you can tell me anything. I'm always here for you."

Tears began to fill Sango's eyes as she tried to hold them back. She slowly turned towards the monk and looked at him. "Miroku," she said quietly.

"Sango," he exclaimed and ran towards the woman and hugged her tightly. "Sango, why are you crying?"

Sango couldn't form words, she just sobbed into Miroku's chest. Miroku tried to calm her down and patted her hair down. Sango cried until there were no tears left in her to shed. She hadn't expected to cry that much and felt embarrassed.

"I'm sorry," she said but it was muffled from being in Miroku's chest.

"Sorry? For what," he asked.

Sango backed away from the monk and looked up at him and gave him a weak smile and said, "For crying all over you."

"Don't worry about it. All I'm worried about is you. What's going on?" Miroku cupped her face and brushed away the streak the tears left with his thumb. "Please tell me what's going on."

Sango looked away from him and looked at a rock. "Uh, I…I…," Sango stuttered, she could feel tears forming in her eyes. 'Just tell him,' she told herself. She sighed and looked up at Miroku with glazed eyes. "I-I was w-wondering if I could bear your child."

Miroku gave her a shocked expression which quickly turned to a comforting smile. "Sango," he said softly, his eyes becoming half lidded and his temperament becoming sweet as his head dipped and he pressed his lips slightly to hers.

Sango hadn't expected for him to kiss her. She was so happy, tears strolled down her face. "Thank you," she whispered and buried her head into the monk's chest. She felt so relieved to hear him say yes to her.

"I was wondering why you were acting so jealously," Miroku whispered in her hair. "I knew you wanted something when you had said nothing after that encounter with Coco."

"You remembered her name," Sango murmured in his chest flatly.

"If it happened to you, I'm sure you would remember their name also," the monk said in defense.

"You saved yourself, you know."

Miroku smiled and replied, "Yes, I know." He kissed the top of her head gently.

The two headed back to the camp, hand in hand. When they reached the camp they saw Inuyasha holding Kagome by the waist and nuzzling Kagome's neck and Kagome giggling quietly so not to wake up Shippo.

"What are you two doing," Miroku asked, making them jump to their feet and blush a bright shade of red.

"Uh, we were uh just," Inuyasha tried to think of an excuse.

Miroku and Sango laughed. "Don't worry," Sango said after she caught her breath. "You don't need to hide your love."

"Besides," Miroku chuckled. "If you two want to get 'busy' you could have said so."

Inuyasha glared at the monk as he slowly un-sheathed his sword, but Kagome had to stop him. "Let's eat and get some rest," Kagome said in a slight nervous voice.

The other three agreed and the night was filled with laughing and talking.

The End (for real)

Don't worry my readers there will be a Part 2 for this story. I'm just not gunna start it now XP.

With Love,

Tora-no-Ankoku