Just a foreword for this capter:
I couldn't use microsoft word to edit, so expect the typos.

Secondly, I expect this story to be controversial, this chapter might throw some of you off.

Brandishot;
I appreciate your reveiw, but you are anything but encouraging. I will however, try to fit the chapter to your needs.
I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters.
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She waited for Sango to say goodbye to Miroku, gazing up at the long black cemetary gates. Maybe he would be a little upset; he usualy was when she had someone over at their house, and seeing as how she hadn't asked permission, she wouldn't expect less. But then again she rarely did see him get angry with her...or scold her. He was that kind. Even if it did annoy him, he wouldn't tell her.

"Kagome?" Sango asked softly, taping her arm.

She blushed, tearing her eyes away from the gate. "Sorry," she mumbled, "I was just thinking...we should get going."
Her response was a nod. She glanced back at Miroku's shrinking form before joining Sango on the walk down the old dirt road. It was silent, and awkward. Kagome bit her lip.

"How have you and your father been?" Sango asked, breaking the silence that Kagome hated.
"Good!" She said suddenly, "Daddy's been busy with work, but everything's been fine."
Sango nodded, kicking a rock that stood ontop of the dry, hard gravel. "That's nice." She muttered, crossing her arms.
Kagome frowned. "Is something the matter?" She asked quietly.
Sango glanced up. "I wish I was as close to my parents as you are with your father." She said in a nuetral tone. Kagome surpressed a sigh. "It's different with me and my father though, Sango."
Sango nodded bitterly. "Yeah I know...I shouldn't have brought it up."
"No, it's alright." She said softly, grateful to see that her home was coming into veiw.

She headed up the curved drive, Sango by her side. "I'll make you some nice hot ramen, 'Kay?" She asked with a smile. Sango's eyes brightened. "You have no idea how good that sounds!" She giggled, opening the door for her. "Come on."

The house was silent, but it usually was. She glanced around before kicking off her shoes and guiding Sango to the kitchen, even though she didn't need the guidence.
Sango took a seat at the marble counter, shifting on her stool. "Where's your dad?" She asked, glancing about.
Kagome shrugged. "When I left he was in his room...he might still be there." Sango nodded.
Kagome pulled out a package of the three minute noodles that everyone seemed to adore but her. She heated a pot of water, sitting down next to Sango with a smile, but it faded when her father walked into the room. "Hey Kagome...and Miss Sango." Sango jerked her head back, forcing on a smile as he did. She was always so uncomfortable around him.
"Hi Mr.Higurashi." She said sheepishly, but turned her attention to Kagome. "I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick." She said, before slipping out of the kitchen.

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow, nearing Kagome. "When did she get here?" He asked, brushing her bangs from her eyes.
Kagome shrugged. "Just awhile ago...it's alright, isn't it?" She said, giving him a smile, "Her parents haven't been home in awhile, and I thought she might like to stay here."

He sighed. "I don't mind 'Kag, but I would like to know about this sometime before she shows up next time, alright?" he asked.
She nodded, standing to wrap her arms around him in a soft embrace. "Thank you."
He smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "You're a good friend."
She returned his favor, leaning up to capture his lips with hers in a chastle kiss. He was the one to break it, pulling away fastly.
She gave him a 'what-the-hell?' glare, but stopped when she caught sight of a bewildered Sango at the door. Her heart skipped a beat, her form pailing. "Sango." she breathed.

They stood there like that for a few awkward moments, before Inuyasha excused himself, and Kagome busied herself with the noodles that awaited her on the stove. Sango timidly retook her spot on the stool, avoiding eye contact, muttering a "Thank you." when Kagome handed her the noodles.

She sat across of her, pretending to be distracted by something on the other side of the room whilst Sango sipped the broth of her noodles. "It's good." She muttered, setting the cup down, her bangs shadowing her eyes.
"I'm glad you like it." Kagome replied in something above a whisper, waiting for her to finish. Her eyes fixed upon the clock on the left of her. She gave a small jump when Sango stood, the stool scraping against the tiled floor. She made her way over to the trash, throwing her empty cup and chopsticks away, then turning to give Kagome a fake smile.

Kagome stood, watching as Sango shifted her weight from foot to foot. "Want to go up to my room?" She asked awkwardly. She nodded, waiting for Kagome and then following her up the steps to her room.

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Things passed slowly, her mind gradually letting her forget about the encounter; the one that sent waves of anxiety through her stomache.
It was supposed to be a secret, their love. Honestly, Kagome wouldn't want anyone to know, afraid that they would be repulsed. And maybe Sango was, she always had a way of keeping calm when Kagome couldn't.
Sango was now flipping through Kagome's CD case, tesing different ones, trying to start light conversation. She grumbled something, deciding upon the radio, and laid down next to Kagome on her red silken bed. She rolled on her side, looking over Kagome's resting form.
"Sorry I'm so boring." Kagome mumbled
Sango chuckled and shook her head. "Nah, this is way better then watching TV at home alone." She reassured her. Kagome smiled, opening her eyes. "Thanks."

Sango sighed, a twisted expression suddenly occpying her face. "Kagome...what were you and your dad doing?" She muttered, might as well get it off of her chest.
Kagome winced, remembering what she nearly forgot. "Sango...I don't want you to think I'm preverted." Sango frowned. "You know I never would." Kagome sighed and nodded. "...I love him, not just as my father figure, but as so much more." She paused to see Sangos reaction; a still calm face and a nod. "And I'm sorry...maybe I should have told you sooner, or maybe I shouldn't have told you anything at all." she muttered, her cheeks pinkened, and her eyes dropping.

"No, Kagome...I'm glad you told me..." she said softly. "I could see why you would love him...but it's just not normal." She said timidly with a shrug.
Kagome bit her lip and nodded. "I know it's not, but I can't change my feelings for him." she said in a whine. "I want it to be normal...but he's my legal guardian...I can never love him." Sango found her hand and gave it a squeeze. "It's okay Kagome...I didn't mean it like that I guess." She said, shrugging again. "I still love you, and I won't tell anyone if you want." Kagome smiled and nodded. "Thanks Sango."

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Lemi