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Sango had stripped all the upper-body wrap from Miroku's body, and made sure he was clean except for the healing cuts. All the dried blood was off, and all the remaining mud he got into was gone. Now, Sango was applying some of Kaede's own healing medicine on his arms.
Miroku shivered; Kaede had a window open. And when you're wet, and wind comes by, it's pretty chilly. But, Miroku didn't want to ask anyone to shut it, because Kaede was providing Miroku with shelter until he could walk, and feeding him, while Sango was helping him with his wounds.
There was a mild silence in the atmosphere, making Sango a little uncomfortable. When the healing ointment was applied, Sango began to wrap clean gauge around his wounds, but less heavily than last time. "How're you feeling, Houshi-sama?" the Tajiya asked, breaking the silence.
"A bit better. I feel like I could try walking today." Miroku answered with a comfortable grin as he leaned back into the pillows.
She just shook her head. "Tommorow for sure. Not today." Sango told Miroku, sounding a bit mother-ish. Sango glanced out the window, seeing the sun was sinking behind the horizon.
Miroku noticed her tone of voice, and chuckled. He watched Kaede, a small, barely noticable smile on his face.
"..Wh-what? What's so funny?" Sango asked, wondering if she did anything... weird. Her face was slightly flushed as she stared at the monk. "Tell me." Sango demanded.
"It was nothing, Sango-chan. Just your tone of voice." Miroku told her, glancing up at her flushed expression.
Kaede got to her feet. "You should get some early rest, Houshi-sama." Kaede told him, picking up a bucket to dump outside.
Miroku nodded and covered his bare chest with a blanket. "Yes. I'm still pretty tired." his mouth stretched wide open, letting a yawn go by. "G'night, Sango-chan.. Lady Kaede"
Sango still covered her cheeks. "G-G'night.. Houshi-sama." Sango went to her own bed, and without covering herself with a blanket, fell asleep even before Miroku had.
With some amusement, Miroku watched her peaceful face before closing his eyes.
The next morning.
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Sango was up early in the morning, going to take a bath and just stretch for awhile. She wasn't used to be couped up in a hut for a couple days on her knees. She merrily walked out of the hut, stopping for a second. She thought she heard Miroku say her name.. and some other words. 'Just my imagination.' Sango assured herself.
Miroku was up though. Once Sango had left he had sat up, calling to see if he could come too. Who could resist him in his poor state now?