Summary: He left without a word, never to be seen again. Now, six years later, her broken heart has healed over and she is ready to move on, getting married to someone who's always been there for her is her first step to breaking from the chains that had always bounded her to the past. But what will happen when her lost love appears again? Old wounds will re-open and fading memories will surface as Sango finds herself in a love triangle between her childhood sweetheart and her soon-to-be husband. (SangoxMiroku)

An: Well, hopefully this story will be more successful than the last. Be easy on my guys, this is my first Sango and Miroku fic but I love reading them. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy the story.

I do NOT own InuYasha.

She laughed, trying her hardest not to give in to his tickling. "Miroku, stop it!" She struggled to sit up but he just continued on. Her eyes were shut tight as she tried to surpass her loud giggling but she could tell he was smiling and he began to laugh with her. "Miroku, I can't breathe!" He stopped and got up off her and rolled to the opposite side of the bed as she took a needed breath in.

"Don't do that, you know I'm ticklish."

"Which is exactly why I did it, I love to hear you laugh…"

She smiled at him. It was when he was like this she loved him the most. The early afternoon sunlight shown through the open window and onto them both as if the heavens were signaling that they were meant to be together. They're eyes met just as a light, cool summer breeze entered the room, and they're lips grew closer together and met for a sweet, loving kiss…


Sango awoke from her pleasant dream hearing the sound of her alarm go off. She groaned, aggravated at being interrupted and slammed her hand down on her beeping alarm clock angrily, allowing it to go off. Sitting up, her thick blankets fell and revealed a very tired face with a giant messed up poof on her head. Why did she have that dream again? The dream had repeated on and off for the umpteenth time this month. And oh, how she hated it.

She stood up and walked to the bathroom, looking into the large mirror hanging on the wall. Her hair looked like a giant poof. It was usually a sign she had been tossing and turning during the night. 'Hmm…wonder what else I was dreaming of…' At that thought, she blushed a little. Why did she continue to think of him! It had been six years since he left, almost like he didn't even exist, yet, she always believed he would come back. She was foolish to think that though. She finally moved on and now these dreams of him came to haunt her. Was she being punished for something? For giving up hope on him? Well there was nothing that told her to do otherwise. She was alone for so long and there was no sign of him returning. So she simply gave up.

Sango sighed and began to brush her tangled locks. Again, this day would only be filled with thoughts of her…well… childhood friend. Sure, they both did…things…but not once did he say he loved her during that time. Not once did either of them admit they cared. To her, It seemed to be just an affair really. Even though that mere thought hurt, she knew he thought of it that way as well. Sango had always cared for him, wanted to be with him,…loved him. But she never told him and when she was ready, it was too late.

Sango suddenly shook her head furiously. No, she would not think about him now. Not now. She was engaged to another man, a better man. Unlike Miroku, Leon did love her, that was certain.

She had met him a few years after Miroku's disappearance, and never really lost contact. Soon enough though, Sango grew lonely and turned to him. It had only been a month since she said yes to his proposal.

The memory of that romantic night flew back to her mind and she calmed, no longer worrying over the man that had left her so long ago. As she started to get dressed for class, she glanced at the ring on her side table and smiled. Soon, she would graduate from collage, be married, and start a family of her own. She was sure that as soon as she said her I do's, Miroku would be nothing but a fading memory of her broken past.

Kagome sighed and allowed her head to fall on her desk. She was tired. And it wasn't her fault either; it was the droning professor's fault yapping something about time travel. She had lost interest the minute she walked though the door.

She turned her head to face her best friend Sango only to see that she was taking notes on the whole entire lecture. Yep, just like always. Kagome would also be taking notes if it wasn't for InuYasha keeping her up all night. Sure, he was on the other side of the world at the moment and she knew he wanted to talk to her but it didn't mean he would have to KEEP calling her over and over all night because he was lonely! Geez, she missed him too but that just over did it. He would call her and say goodnight then hang up then call and ask if she was okay then hang up and, OH it was just getting to he point where she had to pull the phone cord out. Thank Kami he was coming home later today.

She sighed and noticed the shine on Sango's ring finger. Smiling, she sat up strait and leaned over to her so she may whisper, "So, have you planned the wedding yet?"

Sango blushed a little at the reminder and also leaned over to her friend. "No, I was hoping you could help me pick out a date and the colors and…well, everything.." She whispered back.

Kagome giggled. "Why don't you plan it out with your fiancé?"

"You know Leon, he's….busy. His fathers firm is very popular and he always has work to do."

Kagome frowned. It was true, Leon did have a lot of work, and she worried for her friend. She wondered what would happen if Sango had children. Would she be left alone for hours on end until her husband returned late at night? She wanted to ask her about it. She knew that in the future, his working so much would cause lots of problems.

"Sango…I think he works a little too much… You'll be alone a lot after you're married."

Sango blinked and turned to Kagome with a sly smile. "He's already promised to be home a lot more after the wedding. You have nothing to worry about."

Kagome just shook her head and brought her attention back to her desk as she lay her forehead down. 'For you're sake, I hope he keeps that promise.' Just as Kagome was about to drift to a welcoming sleep, the bell rang for everyone to exit. She growled and got up, cursing her lover for her fatigue and brief torture of the day.

Miroku sat up and looked at the clock. Noon. He moaned and fell back on his pillow, bringing his covers over his head. He was obviously not in a good mood.

Kouga walked over to his bed and sighed. "Hey, it's past time to get up." He could hear Miroku muffle under his pillow. "It's too early…"

"It's noon! Get up lazy!" Using little strength, Kouga lifted the mattress and flipped it over, making his partner fall to the other side of the floor. He groaned and pushed himself up. "You didn't have to do that…"

"I did. And you know it." A cocky smirk crossed Kouga's lips. "It's time to move on."

"To where might I ask?" Miroku scratched the back of his head and yawned.

"This time our victim is in Japan. He's getting married soon so we have to make this one fast." He made his way over his bedside table and opened the drawer, pulling out a gun and hiding it in the back of his pants.

"Oh, I love weddings. Cute young women in tight dresses and free food." Miroku smiled slipping into some clean clothes. "How much is this one worth?"

"Somewhere around a few million if not billions. His dad owns one of the most popular companies in the world and is going to pass on soon. So, that would leave the company to his son. The guy who hired us is in second so if the son dies, he gets the company instead. Pretty simple." Kouga explained, getting all his bags ready to leave the hotel.

Miroku shook his head. Why was he even doing this? Killing people for money. LOTS of money, yes, but he was a murderer. He sometimes wondered how he became an assassin in the first place. If he hadn't made that damned deal so many years before, he would most likely be living happily…with her. He sighed and sat down on the bed, his gaze on the floor and his mind on the one girl….no, woman he ever loved so dearly, Sango. Oh how he missed her. He always dreamed about her ever since the day he left. He wanted to feel her lips against his, touch her soft skin, and hold her once again. 'Sango…I hope you're happy now…'

"Hey, get out of your little depressive state and let's get outa' here! Our flight leaves in a few minutes!" Kouga threw a pillow at his head that snapped him out of his daydreaming. Miroku stood and grabbed his things, following his partner out the door.

Sango made her way down the sidewalk quickly, rubbing her arms. It was cold and all she was wearing was her school uniform. And to top it all off, it was getting dark fast. The neighborhood she was passing through wasn't exactly friendly and she had to admit, she was scared. As she turned the corner only to be stopped by three teens a little older than her, cut her off. She stood there for a moment, trying to ignore them, and then tried to walk around them only to be stopped by one that stepped in front of her.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Uh oh. How did she know this was going to happen? She couldn't move or speak. She just looked at him until she got the courage to open her mouth. "H-home." She mumbled.

"Heh. You shouldn't be out here all alone, especially in such a cute little outfit. There are a lot of sickos out here that would love to get a look at you." One of them said, coming forward towards her. Her mind told her to run but her body wouldn't obey, her feet just took her back until she was against the building wall. There was no one else around so she couldn't expect to get saved.

"So, maybe we could walk you back home after we get to know each other better." He smirked and closed in on her while the other two were a little farther behind, snickering at the scene. She closed her eye tightly as he leaned in to force a kiss on her but her body acted on its own accord and kicked him right where it hurts, making him back up with a cry of pain.

She blinked, amazed that her nerves even had the courage to do that. Then she sped off, running as fast as she could. The other two boys took off after her, leaving their friend behind. Sango was pretty fast but it seemed the boys were faster. One tackled her on the ground from behind and turned her around so that she was facing him.

She whimpered and shut her eyes tight while one was on top of her and the other was holding her wrists down so she couldn't get away. She was going to be raped, right in the middle of the street, perfect. As the one on top of her began to move his hand up her leg and into her skirt, she heard a thud and he stopped. Her wrists were let free and another thud was heard. She opened her eyes only to see a new face above her.

"Are you alright miss?"

The stranger offered a hand and she took it, standing up only to see that the man was holding a large wooden pole in his hand. She looked at her two attackers and noticed they were out cold.

"Oh, thank you so much! I didn't think anyone was going to help me!" She took in a relieved breath and once again looked at the face of her savior. He was pretty handsome...

"Pretty girls like you shouldn't be out here all alone. This isn't the right type of neighborhood to wander around through." He said, throwing his weapon to the side and placing his hands in his pockets.

"I know, that's what I get for trying to find a shortcut…" she mumbled, feeling both foolish and ashamed. What kind of idiot would wander around other neighborhoods looking for their own house? Stupid, stupid, stupid!

He smiled. "Maybe I could help you get home then. Do you mind?"

Well, it wouldn't hurt to allow him to bring her home would it? I mean, he saved her from those two rapists, surely she could trust him. And those eyes…he didn't look like the type that would harm her in any way…"I would like that very much-..er?"

"Miroku. And you?"

"I'm Sango." She smiled. "And thanks again Miroku. If you wouldn't have come, I'd probably end up waking up in some ditch tomorrow morning…"

"Don't mention it. Besides, how could I just stand around and watch them torment a beautiful, young —"

"SANGO!"

Sango jolted up at the sound of her name being yelled. She found herself seated in the desk of her last class of the day and Kagome was in front of her. "Class ended a few minutes ago, you were sleeping like a rock!"

"I'm…sorry Kagome, I just…I was dreaming.."

Kagome put her free hand on her hips while the other was full with her books. "Well, let's go." Sango blinked. "Um..Where?"

Kagome smiled. "InuYasha called me on my cell before I came to wake you up. His plane left this morning and we have to pick him up in a few minutes." Sango shook her head and stood, grabbing al of her things. "Okay, to the airport we go.."

First chapter…Mostly memories between the two. There will be a lot of those. Anyway, I hope this one becomes more popular than the other one I did a long time ago and got no reviews on. R&R People. I'll get started on the next chapter soon.