Summary: Sango's a bit disturbed by her subconscious lately. What will she do? And what would a certain Monk do if he found out?

Rated M for Mature Audiences ONLY!

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"This" speaking out loud

'This' thinking

AN: This is my first fanfic in a while, so be honest with me. Any others I posted were deleted. So please, for the love of God, this is a MATURE piece of fiction and should only be read by the mature audience. Thank you.

-Bows-

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Chapter 1: A Delayed Fire

It was a breezy September evening in the Sengoku Jidai and our favorite group of Sacred Jewel hunters were setting up camp for the evening.

Everyone hustled about with their chores. Shippo and Miroku gathered the wood, Inuyasha went to catch a line of fish, Kagome rolled out the sleeping bags, and Sango attempted to set up fire.

She sat in the small clearing of trees, half-heartedly placing the kindling and tinder in the small pit. Her eyes were a little glazed over and she stared into space.

Kagome finished with the sleeping arrangements and glanced over at Sango, 'She normally would have the fire going by now. I hope everything's ok.'

But Sango was oblivious to her friend's worried stare.

--Sango's head--

Miroku stood across from the demon slayer, looking into her eyes. She was captivated by the look he was giving her.

He took a small step forward, without breaking eye contact. They were at arms-length now.

"Mi…Miroku?" She questioned the loving gaze that he set upon her.

Miroku's eyes were half-lidded now, and a small smirk appeared on his lips, "Yes, my Sango?"

He moved slowly, and leaned down to Sango. As her mind raced, her breathing became more shallow. She couldn't look away from the monk as her lips parted, anticipating his kiss.

She could feel his warm breath upon her mouth and she found herself leaning up to him.

--pop--

Sango snapped back to reality as she was shaken by the worried Miko, "Sango are you alright? You've been staring in to space for the past five minutes."

A sudden blush appeared on Sango's cheeks, "I…I'm sorry Kagome, I don't know what came over me."

The slayer shook her head to clear her thoughts and immediately finished her fire making.

Shippo and Miroku came back from their firewood collecting, placing their bundles to the side of the camp.

Inuyasha soon followed with the fish, skewering and placing them over the now blazing fire.

They ate in relative silence while night descended upon the small camp.

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I know it's a short chapter. Sorry, it has been a while since I've written fanfiction, but I will try and make them longer.

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