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Kalyte Rose: Thanks. Well, here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy this one too!

sangofan89: Yup. I'm continuing. Glad you liked it!

lilsanoku105: I may not be good at Mir/San fics. This was my very first one! XP Like you asked, continued!

Starriecat: It's not actually a break-up fic. It's not even done yet. That's the best I can say. "It's not a break-up fic. It's not done."

Bubbles: Yeah. Sango left Miroku. It is a possibility since it's always Miroku hurting Sango rather than Sango hurting Miroku. I never really thought about warning mir/san fans because this is a Mir/San pairing fic, not a Mir/San break-up fic. If things go the way they should, then I'll be able to finish the story as a Mir/San pairing as it was PLANNED. thanks for reviewing! -

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Stupid Love, Chapter 2

Sango walked through the woods, the same path Miroku took on his way to the very spot she had said her feelings through a song Kagome had shown her about a week earlier. Her heart ached. Ached for the very man she had last seen and spoken to.

"Who's there?" she demanded.

Sighing, Miroku moved out from behind his hiding place and into Sango's view. Sango's eyes widened as he appeared in her line of vision.

"M-Miroku..."

Miroku held up one hand to silence her, a soft smile on his lips and his eyes also soft.

'He heard me...he heard everything I said...' She knew it. She could see the hurt in his eyes. Miroku took a few steps forward, decreasing the distance between them by only a few feet.

Sango shaded her eyes. She had to tell him now.

"Miroku...that's how I really feel." With that, she started walking forward, closing the distance just as he did. This time, she walked right past him. As she crossed him, time seemed to freeze between them. During that time, a single tear fell down Sango's face, and Miroku's smile faded.

Even if Miroku hadn't noticed it, she saw the smile fade. She also knew that Miroku noticed the tear that fell from her eyes. Out of habit, she reached to her eyes and rubbed away the tears and kept others from coming.

"Sango! You're back!"

"Huh?" Looking up, she was greeted by her campanions, Inuyasha, Shippo and Kirara, and Kagome. She was so busy thinking that she didn't notice how close to camp she was. She didn't notice how dark it became either. A thought then appeared in her mind...

'That's right. The monk didn't have time to "exorsize" the wealthiest hut in the village because he was too busy flirting with that village girl. Pfft!'

"You were gone for so long." Piped up Shippo, bringing her back from her train of thought.

"You look so sad. What happened? Are you ok?" Kagome asked walking up to her friend who so much resembled a sister to the young miko. She knew the reason for Sango's sadness. It was clear what was wrong, but never had Kagome come across Sango with her expression so sad. Something else was wrong.

"Uh..." 'No sense in letting them worry,' she thought. "Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing happened." Though everyone could tell she was lying.

Inuyasha, sitting in front of the fire, looked behind Sango and around the camp.

"Hey, where did that stupid monk go?"

"Yeah. Miroku went looking for you earlier." Added Shippo.

Sango looked down sadly. Something did happen. She knew Miroku went looking for her.

"Sango?" Worried, Kagome put her hand on Sango's shoulder. "Where's Miroku?"

She smiled sadly, another tear escaping her dark, hurt eyes.

"I let him go..." she whispered, aware that everyone heard and was in shock. "I shouldn't worry about him anymore. He's just a perverted, lecherous monk. He'll probably find a healthy, wealthy, and young woman to raise a family with after Naraku dies."

"Sango-"

"No need to worry about me, Kagome," she interrupted looking back up, a fake smile now on her once sad expression. "I can't change him. It's a habit he will never be able to get rid of or stop. There's just nothing we can do." And with that, she walked to the corner of the camp followed by Kirara and settled in for the night.

It wasn't long after that Miroku came back, everyone staring at him with a look of accusion and wanting an explanation. He just looked at Sango's sleeping form and walked to the opposite side of camp.

"Miroku, what happened?" asked little Shippo who seemed worried for his friends. "Sango said she 'let you go.' What does that mean? Did she let you go somewhere?"

Miroku chuckled slightly at Shippo's innocent voice and question.

"Miroku," Kagome began, saving Miroku from the kit's question. "Can you explain to us what happened?" Her voice had annoyed, worried, and demand in it.

He turned to look Kagome in the eye, giving her the sign that it was serious, and came up with a fake smile.

"Nothing happened, Lady Kagome. We just had a simple talk."

'Some simple talk. We barley said anything to eachother, much less had eye contact.'

"It's getting late," he stated, facing away from the group, not wanting to answer anymore upcoming questions. "We should get some rest." With that, he closed his eyes and settled for a comfortable spot leaning against a tree. Before he was overswept with sleepiness, the vision of Sango's face during their earlier encounter replayed again as he remembered everything that happened.

"Miroku...that's how I really feel."

Those words never left his mind as he drifted to sleep.