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College Life: Chapter Eight

"Hey Sango!" Miroku called across the room to his ex. Sango rolled her eyes. Did Miroku really think she wanted to talk to him? Well, she did want to talk to him, but she wasn't about to give him the pleasure of knowing that. He was probably drunk, which was why he wasn't avoiding her. Where the hell was Kagome? "Hi! I didn't know you would be here! Why didn't you tell me so? I wouldn't have known at all if I hadn't run into Kagome a few minutes ago."

"That lying traitor! I am going to give her a talking too next time I see her!" Sango thought. "Well, I didn't think you'd want to see me."

"Why wouldn't I want to see you're pretty self?" Miroku asked.

Yup. Definitely drunk. "Well you did sort of break up with me four days ago." Sango reminded him.

"So? That doesn't mean I don't want to see you." Miroku went on. "You know, Kagome said she and I were together."

"She said what!" Sango yelled, hoping she had misheard.

"Kagome said she and I were together." he repeated. "But then she told me she was just lying."

Sango looked at him funny. "You aren't making any sense Miroku. Are you drunk?"

"Probably." Miroku answered. "I have had about ten or eleven."

"You're holding up six fingers Miroku." Sango told him.

Miroku looked down at his hands. "So I am. What do you know?"

Sango rolled her eyes again. She couldn't say she was surprised. The alcohol he had consumed made his blood alcohol concentration approximately .55 by volume. "You know. We should really get you back to your dorm. You'll be unconscious if you have any more."

"Okay. You want to come too?" Miroku said. His voice though slurred, sounded sly, and sure enough, he flashed a slightly lopsided grin at Sango. Though it was a bit uneven, Sango could tell it was his trademark.

"You're drunk Miroku. You're saying things you won't even remember tomorrow." Sango replied.

"Oh, I'm sure I'll remember this." he said. He silenced her response prematurely with his lips. Sango was about to push him away. He tasted strongly of Corona, but it was still Miroku. Ah, what the hell? She smiled through their locked lips and kissed back, snaking her arms around his neck. Sure, it wasn't right, but Sango knew he'd do the same thing if their positions were reversed. Besides, if he remembered or heard about it from a fellow student tomorrow, all she would have to do is claim she was drunk as well. Miroku finally broke away. "You want to get outta here?"

"Definitely." Sango responded with enthusiasm. Ooh, she was evil.

The following morning, Miroku woke with a groan to the song Sukiyaki playing on his favorite oldies station. He mentally cursed himself for forgetting to toggle off his alarm clock on a Saturday and brought his fist down upon where he thought the snooze button was, soundly shattering his alarm clock. However, the radio was still intact, so Sukiyaki continued to play. "I'm never drinking again." Miroku muttered. He couldn't remember where he was, who he screwed, or what he did last night, but memories slowly began to surface in his brain. He was in his dorm room, he had drank himself pissed last night, and he had slept with…ugh he didn't remember. Did he come back to his dorm with a girl? He strained to remember, making his hangover worse. His efforts weren't in vain as the image of Sango came into focus in his minds eye. Sango? No, that couldn't be. Hadn't he broken up with her? Yes, he was sure he had. Miroku turned to his left, his eyes still closed. He prepared himself for horrified shock and snapped his eyes open to find none other than Sango Tajiya, sleeping soundly beside him. Well, that explained the clothing articles strew randomly about the room. Miroku arose from bed, and found his way to bathroom. After about five minutes of orally expelling the previous nights drink, he took three aspirins. They eased his hangover, but his conscience remained plagued. New thoughts began to arise as he tried to pull himself together. Had Sango also been intoxicated? If she wasn't, did she think they were back together now? If she was, would she assume he had taken advantage of her? He sat down on his bunk, praying to Buddha this was all some sort of cruel nightmare. He disturbed Sango when he sat, thus waking her from her slumber.

"Good morning tiger." She said as she awakened she wrapped her arms about his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Sleep well?"

"Sure. How about you?" Miroku asked in reply.

"Like a log. What could you expect after what we did?" Sango laughed.

Miroku buried his head in his hands. "God, kill me now."

"What's wrong?" Sango asked, concerned.

"Sango, last night was a mistake. I don't know how we got ourselves into this situation, but it definitely not something I wanted." Miroku explained, beginning to fear Sango's vengeful fist of death.

"You sure didn't give me that impression when you were hitting on me at the party." Sango rolled her eyes.

"Couldn't you tell I was drunk? I had like, a dozen beers!" Miroku exclaimed.

"How was I supposed know you were drunk? I couldn't tell!" Sango lied.

"I'm sorry Sango." Miroku apologized, stifling a chuckle.

"Do you find this funny?" Sango snapped, feigning indignance.

"Actually, I do. I just realized, whether you knew it or not, you took advantage of me while I was drunk. How often does the girl take advantage of the guy? I must be the lamest punk ever." Miroku said with a rueful smile.

"Yeah I guess it is kind of funny." Sango admitted. "So what're we going to do now? Kagome will be jumping for joy, thinking were back together."

"Well, the way I see it we have two options. One; we deny everything and do our best to act like this never happened." Miroku began.

"And the second?" Sango pried with anticipation.

"You could start trusting me." Miroku offered with a grin. "And we could make Kagome one happy girl. What do you think?" Sango answered by tackling Miroku to the ground and kissing him roughly. Once she broke away, Miroku repeated "Don't change the subject, which one do you choose?"