Disclaimers Notice: Uhhh, no?
Authors Beginning Note: Wow! It seems like a whole lot of people like my last chapter! Thanx so much for reading it and reviewing! I really appreciate it! I'm glad you all liked it! ( Oh, this chapter contains a lot of Sango Miroku fluff, so I hope I satisfy some of you san/Mir fans!
Oh and Sorry for the late updates, I've been busy and don't get time to type until Sat. and it usually takes all day plus ½ of Sunday to finish what I need to get done. No worries though. I will always have an update before Monday! (unless I get sued by lawyers) ****
Chapter 27
Lover's Spat
****
"Keade, do you think it wise to have let Kagome go on her own? Especially as weak as she is, and even if Inuyasha wanted to, I doubt he would be able to help her in his state."
"Miroku, Inuyasha is part Yukai. He can heal really fast now that he's awake." Shippo said innocently. It was the truth. Inuyasha should be healing much better now.
"I meant his state of spirit and mind." Miroku replied.
"What's wrong with his brain? Did something happen to it?"
"No Shippo. Nothing physically. It's just...this was a painful ordeal for him." He said. Shippo nodded.
"Yes. I am sure, though I have no doubts that to leave them like thus would be foolish. Miroku, why don't you and Sango go and make sure that they come back safely." Keade said. Miroku nodded and walked through the village where, houses that were already half built stood, that is until he spotted a beautiful young woman who was carrying a clay jug of water.
"Excuse me miss, would you like some help?" The girl looked at him and smiled. She apparently was new, probably a relative of one of the villagers form a near by village to come and help.
"If you wouldn't mind." She said softly and Miroku took it off of her hands. She began walking in the opposite direction that Sango was supposed to be. Miroku never once stopped looking at the woman and her swaying hips. She stopped at a house that was nearly finished, surprisingly, though it was humble, and no furniture had been made to be placed with in it.
"My, what a nice home." Miroku said smiling one of his charming smiles, ignoring the huge sky light.
"Why thank you. I rather do like it, though I can't wait until it is finished. My dear Grandmother is staying at my house in the neighboring village for right now, though I can't stay here that long to help, so it must get done soon." She said. Miroku set down the clay pot and took her hands in his own. Putting on the most charming smile he said:
"You are the most pretty girl I have laid eyes on. Will you do me the honor and bear my children?" The woman's smile fell and she backed away slightly, her face flushed a red color, indecipherable between embarrassment and anger.
"You perverted jerk!" Came the screech of a woman, only it wasn't the girl in front of him. Miroku turned around and looked straight into the eyes of a very angry Sango.
"Why Sango dearest! I was merely..." He didn't get to finish his sentence. Instead he was struck and his face sported and especially reddened handprint.
"Save it you two-timing, perverted Monk." She said venomously. Sango was not in a good mood. Miroku looked at her in surprise. Something was really bothering Sango, something a little beyond his previous antic. Sango was hurt and angry. Sango turned and left, walking stiffly and with speed to Keade's hut. Miroku ignored the poor girl at his side as she gave him both cautious, and confused looks. He quickly ran after Sango, but she took a sharp turn around a corner. Miroku followed after her, but when he turned, she was gone. He looked around, and caught a small flick of brown hair. He quickly ran after her.
"Sango! Oh excuse me, I'm very sorry..." He said after almost running a man over. He followed her, or at least tried to, but even though the village was small and development was going only so fast, he lost her.
"Sango..." He sighed and turned. He trudged slowly to the forest without Sango to go and check up on Inuyasha and Kagome.
***
"Inuyasha...Inuyasha. Get up! I can't carry both you and Lady Kagome." Miroku said nudging the sleeping Hanyou with his foot. Inuyasha opened one eye to a small slit and looked at Miroku. He sniffed slightly and didn't like the smell. Raising his eyebrow at Miroku, he waited for a response, but Miroku put on a placid face, giving him none.
"Keade said that you two should stay closer to the village until you both are fully healed."
"Feh." But he tried to get up anyways, but Kagome wouldn't let go, even in her sleeping unconscious state. A light blush crept over his face, and waited for a smart comment to come from Miroku, but none came. He looked up at his friend to see him starring at the now setting sun. His placid mask of emotionless ness had dropped slightly and a sad smile lay on his lips.
"It's Sango, isn't it," Inuyasha said knowingly. He had gotten good at knowing most of Miroku's emotions just by his smell and face. He could try to hide it, but even at his best, it failed when it came to his friends. Miroku slowly looked at Inuyasha and gave him a smile that refused to meet his eyes.
"We better hurry if we want to get to the village before dark." Was his reply. Inuyasha nodded in understanding and in one grand sweep, stood up with Kagome in his arms. Ignoring the cries and protests the wounds in his body made, he slowly followed Miroku back to Keade's hut.
***
Keade had made a warm delicious soup filled with vegetables and rabbit meat. The aroma filled her hut with it's tempting smell, but no one really seemed to notice it. Keade sat by her stew pot with her bowl filled. Shippo and Kirara sat by each other next to Keade; Shippo was humming some little tune to himself. Sango sat against the wall, becoming suddenly infatuated with her meal as Miroku and the others walked in. Her body rigid and tense, Miroku hurt at her gesture. Inuyasha slowly walked in and woke Kagome up, which was a very difficult task, but once he did, he made her eat two bowls of soup before he would mercifully let her fall back to sleep. Miroku accepted his meal without comment and sat down across form Sango. Both were tense. Inuyasha quickly ate and making sure Kagome was comfortable, went out to sleep in a tree. Soon Keade retired to her sleeping matt, and Kirara fell asleep next to Shippo, who still hummed.
"Hummmm hmmm laddida dada Doot dot hmm hammm..."
"Will you shut up!" Both Miroku and Sango yelled at the poor Kitsune who instantly jumped and snuggled next to Kagome, safe from both of their wraths. Sango and Miroku looked at each other. Sango made an unlady- like irritated snort and left her bowl where it was, walking to her sleeping roll.
"Sango...?"
"Leave me alone." Was her reply before she flopped over, her back against him. He sighed in defeat and he too retired for the night.
***
The next morning didn't turn out any better either. Miroku and Sango were both in bad moods. Neither speaking to each other. The tension between those two were so big, that finally Inuyasha yelled at them, in some not so nice words that could use some revision, because he couldn't sleep and neither could Kagome with their little fight. Sango grabbed her Hiraikotsu which she keeps with her at all times, and left to help the villagers to rebuild. Keade predicted a rainstorm to be coming soon, and the village was in a scramble to get things done to the most possible extent. Miroku followed her in the village a few paces behind until she stopped.
"Why are you following me monk. Don't you have any girls to hang on this morning."? Her words cut him as surely as a sword blade.
"We need to talk."
"There is nothing to talk about." She began to walk again, but Miroku caught up with her and grabbed her wrist.
"We need to talk. Either we can do it her for the whole village to hear and see, or we can find someplace else. You choose." He whispered harshly. This was a new for him. Sango brushed the tone of voice off her shoulder before replying.
"Fine. We'll go some where else." She said facing him. He nodded and she followed him. He led her out of the village and into a field far away, making sure that so one could here them. He stopped when he deemed the edge of a forest on the other side of the abandoned field the best place to hold their discussion. He sat down cross-legged, his staff sitting across his shoulder and indicated for Sango to do so as well. At first she looked skeptical, but sighed before unlatching Hiraikotsu from her back and setting on the ground next to her. Silence. The wind lightly rustled the grass making a 'shwooshing' sound. They sat like that for a long time, each stealing small glances at each other until the friction between the two became unbearable and the silence was finally broken.
"Well? Aren't you going to say something? I mean you did drag us all the way across a field to talk when we could be helping out the villagers." Sango said irritated. Miroku looked straight at her. Neither of their gazes unwavering.
"You seemed bothered lately and I decided that it would be good for you to talk. So I want to know what ails you dear Sango." He said slightly charming like, but still serious. Sango 'hmph'ed crossing her arms.
"As far as I know, I have no problem, now if this discussion is over with, I'm leaving." Sango got up and strapped Hiraikotsu back on.
"Sango, don't kid yourself. You and me both know something's bugging you and I want to know what it is." Sango whirled around, and covered the five feet of distance she had made. Anger flashing in her.
"You want to know what my problem is?" She yelled. Miroku sat unflinching, waiting for her answer.
"My problem is you. You and your sickening charm, your stupid obsession over women, how you grope every girl you see, which by the way gets you in trouble all the time, so I don't see why you do it! And one of the most aggravating habit you have is asking your stupid question! I mean, you say you ask ALL the pretty girls you have ever seen THAT question! I guess I'm not pretty! So what! At least I'm not a pretty faced, arrogant airhead! But you know what! That's not even the most stupid thing you do! Oh no! It's how you can be so nice and just when I think...!" Sango stopped right there, anger dripping out of her every word, but she suddenly caught on to what she had said and stopped. Miroku's eye's looked up questioningly at her, searching for more and comprehending what she had just said.
"Sango?"
"You know what. I don't even know why I bother to tell you these things Miroku." Sango said, not thinking anything of what she had just said and walked away. Miroku quickly stood up and followed her. She started to run, but Miroku snatched her wrist, which twirled her to face him, loosing her balance, she fell against his chest. Her heart beat wildly and did his. They both stayed like that before Miroku pushed Sango back so he could look at her face, but she turned her head to look at the ground.
"Sango, please...look at me." He said sadly and tenderly. Sango looked in to his violet gray eyes, making her knees slightly shaky. Miroku took his left hand and tenderly caressed her cheek. He didn't say anything. Instead his face fell and his lips met hers. Slowly she complied and soon they were wrapped up into an intense kiss. Both of their hearts beating wildly and their tongues sliding against one another in a dance. Each one reluctant to pull away. Sango nearly fell to her knees but Miroku held her up, not wanting to let her go. When the kiss broke, they looked into each other's eyes.
"Sango, will you do the honor, and be the first and only one to bear my children?"
"Do you...Do you really mean it?" Sango said hopefully, promising herself to personally squish him between her toes if he was lying or joking.
"I really mean it. Sango, you are more lovely than the sky above. You make even the moon and stars, and the sun envious, you are smart and lovely. And you are strong in every way. Sango...I love you and only you. Please will you be mine?" Sango hesitated for a moment, breathless. Miroku misunderstood this and made to pull away, but Sango would have nothing of it.
"Miroku...I love you too...and I'll bear 10...no 20 children, if only for you!" She cried happily. Miroku looked at her happy face and was soon wrapped up in another kiss. Both ignored the small water droplets that fell. When it began to poor they looked up. There hands intertwined and they smiled like drunk fools at each other, before laughing for joy and running back to the village and Keade's hut.
****** Author's Ending Note: Well, for neat-o! Yippy! Sango and Miroku are officially together! Better stay for the next Chapter! Some new and interesting things are going to happen. Sesshy included!
Authors Beginning Note: Wow! It seems like a whole lot of people like my last chapter! Thanx so much for reading it and reviewing! I really appreciate it! I'm glad you all liked it! ( Oh, this chapter contains a lot of Sango Miroku fluff, so I hope I satisfy some of you san/Mir fans!
Oh and Sorry for the late updates, I've been busy and don't get time to type until Sat. and it usually takes all day plus ½ of Sunday to finish what I need to get done. No worries though. I will always have an update before Monday! (unless I get sued by lawyers) ****
Chapter 27
Lover's Spat
****
"Keade, do you think it wise to have let Kagome go on her own? Especially as weak as she is, and even if Inuyasha wanted to, I doubt he would be able to help her in his state."
"Miroku, Inuyasha is part Yukai. He can heal really fast now that he's awake." Shippo said innocently. It was the truth. Inuyasha should be healing much better now.
"I meant his state of spirit and mind." Miroku replied.
"What's wrong with his brain? Did something happen to it?"
"No Shippo. Nothing physically. It's just...this was a painful ordeal for him." He said. Shippo nodded.
"Yes. I am sure, though I have no doubts that to leave them like thus would be foolish. Miroku, why don't you and Sango go and make sure that they come back safely." Keade said. Miroku nodded and walked through the village where, houses that were already half built stood, that is until he spotted a beautiful young woman who was carrying a clay jug of water.
"Excuse me miss, would you like some help?" The girl looked at him and smiled. She apparently was new, probably a relative of one of the villagers form a near by village to come and help.
"If you wouldn't mind." She said softly and Miroku took it off of her hands. She began walking in the opposite direction that Sango was supposed to be. Miroku never once stopped looking at the woman and her swaying hips. She stopped at a house that was nearly finished, surprisingly, though it was humble, and no furniture had been made to be placed with in it.
"My, what a nice home." Miroku said smiling one of his charming smiles, ignoring the huge sky light.
"Why thank you. I rather do like it, though I can't wait until it is finished. My dear Grandmother is staying at my house in the neighboring village for right now, though I can't stay here that long to help, so it must get done soon." She said. Miroku set down the clay pot and took her hands in his own. Putting on the most charming smile he said:
"You are the most pretty girl I have laid eyes on. Will you do me the honor and bear my children?" The woman's smile fell and she backed away slightly, her face flushed a red color, indecipherable between embarrassment and anger.
"You perverted jerk!" Came the screech of a woman, only it wasn't the girl in front of him. Miroku turned around and looked straight into the eyes of a very angry Sango.
"Why Sango dearest! I was merely..." He didn't get to finish his sentence. Instead he was struck and his face sported and especially reddened handprint.
"Save it you two-timing, perverted Monk." She said venomously. Sango was not in a good mood. Miroku looked at her in surprise. Something was really bothering Sango, something a little beyond his previous antic. Sango was hurt and angry. Sango turned and left, walking stiffly and with speed to Keade's hut. Miroku ignored the poor girl at his side as she gave him both cautious, and confused looks. He quickly ran after Sango, but she took a sharp turn around a corner. Miroku followed after her, but when he turned, she was gone. He looked around, and caught a small flick of brown hair. He quickly ran after her.
"Sango! Oh excuse me, I'm very sorry..." He said after almost running a man over. He followed her, or at least tried to, but even though the village was small and development was going only so fast, he lost her.
"Sango..." He sighed and turned. He trudged slowly to the forest without Sango to go and check up on Inuyasha and Kagome.
***
"Inuyasha...Inuyasha. Get up! I can't carry both you and Lady Kagome." Miroku said nudging the sleeping Hanyou with his foot. Inuyasha opened one eye to a small slit and looked at Miroku. He sniffed slightly and didn't like the smell. Raising his eyebrow at Miroku, he waited for a response, but Miroku put on a placid face, giving him none.
"Keade said that you two should stay closer to the village until you both are fully healed."
"Feh." But he tried to get up anyways, but Kagome wouldn't let go, even in her sleeping unconscious state. A light blush crept over his face, and waited for a smart comment to come from Miroku, but none came. He looked up at his friend to see him starring at the now setting sun. His placid mask of emotionless ness had dropped slightly and a sad smile lay on his lips.
"It's Sango, isn't it," Inuyasha said knowingly. He had gotten good at knowing most of Miroku's emotions just by his smell and face. He could try to hide it, but even at his best, it failed when it came to his friends. Miroku slowly looked at Inuyasha and gave him a smile that refused to meet his eyes.
"We better hurry if we want to get to the village before dark." Was his reply. Inuyasha nodded in understanding and in one grand sweep, stood up with Kagome in his arms. Ignoring the cries and protests the wounds in his body made, he slowly followed Miroku back to Keade's hut.
***
Keade had made a warm delicious soup filled with vegetables and rabbit meat. The aroma filled her hut with it's tempting smell, but no one really seemed to notice it. Keade sat by her stew pot with her bowl filled. Shippo and Kirara sat by each other next to Keade; Shippo was humming some little tune to himself. Sango sat against the wall, becoming suddenly infatuated with her meal as Miroku and the others walked in. Her body rigid and tense, Miroku hurt at her gesture. Inuyasha slowly walked in and woke Kagome up, which was a very difficult task, but once he did, he made her eat two bowls of soup before he would mercifully let her fall back to sleep. Miroku accepted his meal without comment and sat down across form Sango. Both were tense. Inuyasha quickly ate and making sure Kagome was comfortable, went out to sleep in a tree. Soon Keade retired to her sleeping matt, and Kirara fell asleep next to Shippo, who still hummed.
"Hummmm hmmm laddida dada Doot dot hmm hammm..."
"Will you shut up!" Both Miroku and Sango yelled at the poor Kitsune who instantly jumped and snuggled next to Kagome, safe from both of their wraths. Sango and Miroku looked at each other. Sango made an unlady- like irritated snort and left her bowl where it was, walking to her sleeping roll.
"Sango...?"
"Leave me alone." Was her reply before she flopped over, her back against him. He sighed in defeat and he too retired for the night.
***
The next morning didn't turn out any better either. Miroku and Sango were both in bad moods. Neither speaking to each other. The tension between those two were so big, that finally Inuyasha yelled at them, in some not so nice words that could use some revision, because he couldn't sleep and neither could Kagome with their little fight. Sango grabbed her Hiraikotsu which she keeps with her at all times, and left to help the villagers to rebuild. Keade predicted a rainstorm to be coming soon, and the village was in a scramble to get things done to the most possible extent. Miroku followed her in the village a few paces behind until she stopped.
"Why are you following me monk. Don't you have any girls to hang on this morning."? Her words cut him as surely as a sword blade.
"We need to talk."
"There is nothing to talk about." She began to walk again, but Miroku caught up with her and grabbed her wrist.
"We need to talk. Either we can do it her for the whole village to hear and see, or we can find someplace else. You choose." He whispered harshly. This was a new for him. Sango brushed the tone of voice off her shoulder before replying.
"Fine. We'll go some where else." She said facing him. He nodded and she followed him. He led her out of the village and into a field far away, making sure that so one could here them. He stopped when he deemed the edge of a forest on the other side of the abandoned field the best place to hold their discussion. He sat down cross-legged, his staff sitting across his shoulder and indicated for Sango to do so as well. At first she looked skeptical, but sighed before unlatching Hiraikotsu from her back and setting on the ground next to her. Silence. The wind lightly rustled the grass making a 'shwooshing' sound. They sat like that for a long time, each stealing small glances at each other until the friction between the two became unbearable and the silence was finally broken.
"Well? Aren't you going to say something? I mean you did drag us all the way across a field to talk when we could be helping out the villagers." Sango said irritated. Miroku looked straight at her. Neither of their gazes unwavering.
"You seemed bothered lately and I decided that it would be good for you to talk. So I want to know what ails you dear Sango." He said slightly charming like, but still serious. Sango 'hmph'ed crossing her arms.
"As far as I know, I have no problem, now if this discussion is over with, I'm leaving." Sango got up and strapped Hiraikotsu back on.
"Sango, don't kid yourself. You and me both know something's bugging you and I want to know what it is." Sango whirled around, and covered the five feet of distance she had made. Anger flashing in her.
"You want to know what my problem is?" She yelled. Miroku sat unflinching, waiting for her answer.
"My problem is you. You and your sickening charm, your stupid obsession over women, how you grope every girl you see, which by the way gets you in trouble all the time, so I don't see why you do it! And one of the most aggravating habit you have is asking your stupid question! I mean, you say you ask ALL the pretty girls you have ever seen THAT question! I guess I'm not pretty! So what! At least I'm not a pretty faced, arrogant airhead! But you know what! That's not even the most stupid thing you do! Oh no! It's how you can be so nice and just when I think...!" Sango stopped right there, anger dripping out of her every word, but she suddenly caught on to what she had said and stopped. Miroku's eye's looked up questioningly at her, searching for more and comprehending what she had just said.
"Sango?"
"You know what. I don't even know why I bother to tell you these things Miroku." Sango said, not thinking anything of what she had just said and walked away. Miroku quickly stood up and followed her. She started to run, but Miroku snatched her wrist, which twirled her to face him, loosing her balance, she fell against his chest. Her heart beat wildly and did his. They both stayed like that before Miroku pushed Sango back so he could look at her face, but she turned her head to look at the ground.
"Sango, please...look at me." He said sadly and tenderly. Sango looked in to his violet gray eyes, making her knees slightly shaky. Miroku took his left hand and tenderly caressed her cheek. He didn't say anything. Instead his face fell and his lips met hers. Slowly she complied and soon they were wrapped up into an intense kiss. Both of their hearts beating wildly and their tongues sliding against one another in a dance. Each one reluctant to pull away. Sango nearly fell to her knees but Miroku held her up, not wanting to let her go. When the kiss broke, they looked into each other's eyes.
"Sango, will you do the honor, and be the first and only one to bear my children?"
"Do you...Do you really mean it?" Sango said hopefully, promising herself to personally squish him between her toes if he was lying or joking.
"I really mean it. Sango, you are more lovely than the sky above. You make even the moon and stars, and the sun envious, you are smart and lovely. And you are strong in every way. Sango...I love you and only you. Please will you be mine?" Sango hesitated for a moment, breathless. Miroku misunderstood this and made to pull away, but Sango would have nothing of it.
"Miroku...I love you too...and I'll bear 10...no 20 children, if only for you!" She cried happily. Miroku looked at her happy face and was soon wrapped up in another kiss. Both ignored the small water droplets that fell. When it began to poor they looked up. There hands intertwined and they smiled like drunk fools at each other, before laughing for joy and running back to the village and Keade's hut.
****** Author's Ending Note: Well, for neat-o! Yippy! Sango and Miroku are officially together! Better stay for the next Chapter! Some new and interesting things are going to happen. Sesshy included!