Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, that's right, he's not my sex slave! sob

Chapter 8: Miroku Confession

"Lady Sango, please will you take a walk with me to the lake?" he said still looking at the spot where Inuyasha and Kagome had disappeared.

"Yes, Houshi-sama," Sango said barely at a whisper.

Miroku sighed. I wish she'd call me Miroku.

He walked slowly with Sango behind him, wary of what he might do.

"Lady Sango, do not be afraid. I promise I'll be good. I will behave," Miroku said breaking the silence that had formed around them. Sango silently moved next to him, looking down at the ground.

She felt her cheeks burning. Oh lord, I'm blushing! Why am I so afraid of what he's going to say to me? I don't even know what he's going to say to me!

They finally reached the edge of the lake. Sango looked out and saw the reflecting sunrise on its surface. Miroku sat down and Sango bit her lip not sure what to do, but wanted to sit next to him. So she did.

"Lady Sango," Miroku's eyes were closed, he was nervous but spoke in a calm voice. "What if I told you I had feelings for you?"

Sango's eyes bulged and her cheeks turned a deep crimson. This is not happening. I do love him, but right now? This isn't such a good time especially with Inuyasha and Kagome.

Sango swallowed, "Houshi-sama I-"

"I wish you'd call me by my name," Miroku raised an eyebrow at her and opened one eye.

"Miroku, you haven't chosen the best time."

"I see, so Kagome and Inuyasha were wrong," Miroku stood up with his back to her and dusted himself off. How could I be so gullible? I believed they were right.

He turned to leave when he was suddenly stopped. He looked down at his left hand and noticed another hand held it, a hand that belonged to Sango.

"Miroku, wait!" Sango pleaded. Her eyes were so full of fear, a fear that struck Miroku to his very core. A fear of him not staying with her, of leaving her without being able to finally admit her true feelings for him as well.

Miroku looked at their hands and looked back at her. Our hands fit perfectly in each other's. Oh, Sango…how I want this moment to last forever!

"Miroku, please, hear me out!" Sango cried out, all the while holding back tears. "What I'm trying to say is…what I'm saying is Miroku I-"

Miroku placed a finger on herlips to silence her, which worked like a charm. Miorku smiled, "I understand Sango, I've felt the same way, but I never knew that you felt the same way as me." He let out a little laugh. "To tell you the truth, I always thought you hated me, so I flirted with every girl that came along!"

He stopped smiling and looked very cautiously at Sango. She looked across the lake, but she soaked in every word Miroku said. She noticed he stopped talking and looked at him.

"Miroku, I've always denied my feelings for you, but it got harder and harder asthey became stronger." She sat down with a sigh, pulling Miroku down with her. He then did something unexpectedly, he laid down with his head in her lap, continuing toabsorb every word that came from her mouth. At first, Sango's instincts were to push him off immediately, butshe stopped herself, remembering no one was around and Miroku knew how she felt.

"It continued to hurt me more and more every time I watched you ask woman after woman to bear your child. My heart continued to break until the day you said to me as I passed you at the Lord's castle, 'I wish you happiness.' I didn't want happiness with Lord Runny-nose, my desire was to live my life out with you."

Tears started to pour down Sango's cheeks. Miroku sat up and looked at her, confused at the thought of what he should do. Finally, he hesitantly reached out and wiped away the tear that now rolled down her face. Sango felt chills run through her at the touch of his warm hand on her cheek. She looked at him open mouthed in surprise at the reaction her body produced at just the mere touch of him. She drew in a sharp breath, but was cut off when Miroku leaned in, his lips just inches from hers. Sango closed her eyes, preparing for what was about to come.

"Sango," Miroku whispered. Sango felt his hot breath and lips barely brushing hers, sending explosions through her body. "I love you."

Sango leaned forward and their lips touched sending shockwaves of heat coursing through her.

His hands! No they weren't groping her, but he had his arm around her waist, gently supporting her. Sango's arms wrapped around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair. His hair fell out of its ponytail and Sango gasped, blushing she muttered, "I'm sorry!"

He smiled and hungrily kissed her neck. Sango moaned in complete ecstasy.

"Miroku?"

"Yes, Sango?" Miroku said in between kisses.

"Miroku, we need to stop."

Miroku stopped and looked up at her questioningly, half shocked. Sango pushed him back a little, but not enough to break their embrace. She turned in his arms and lay her head against his chest.

Miroku smiled looking up at the sky. So this is what it's like to hold the one you love in your arms and know that they love you back.

"Sango, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Can you hear it? The beating of our hearts have merged and become one. Sango, we are meant to be together!" He declared. But there came no response from Sango, she just clutched his robes even tighter. He waited patiently for a response from her. But none came.

"Sango…"

"Miroku, you have asked every woman to bear your child except me! If you answer my question, I will give you my response. Why haven't you asked me?"

It was Miroku's turn to blush, "I-I didn't ask you because you…you are different from all the others…I didn't have any feelings for them. Now it's your turn."

Sango swallowed downher anxiety and her tongue went dry and felt like sandpaper.

"Miroku, once we destroy Naraku, then I will be ready."

"Be ready for what?" Miroku asked slowly.

Sango sighed, "I will be ready to be your wife, I will be ready to bear your child Miroku!"

Miroku sat there flabbergasted. He had never heard Sango say those words or anything remotely similar to that except for, "You pervert!"

"Uh, Miroku? That isn't the answer you wanted, was it?" Sango looked down blushing, mentally kicking herself for being so straight forward with him.

Miroku lifted her chin and smiled. He kissed her long and passionately.

"It's just the answer I was only dreaming you'd say…never have I thought that you'd actually say it, though. Oh, Sango, what are we going to do until then?"

Sango once again didn't reply. He looked down and saw her asleep. He carefully took off his outer robe and draped it around her. She looks perfect sleeping in my arms.

"MIROKU!" Shippou pounced on Miroku, knocking him into Sango waking her up, earning him an eyeful of Miroku's fist.

Shippou rubbed his sore cheek and thought outloud, "What'd I do? What'd I do?"

Miroku stood and looked a long time at the lake while Sango stood and brushed herself off.

Miroku took a side long glance at her and reached down, taking her hand.

"Sango, we should go back to Kaede's. We have a long wait ahead of us. It will take a while for Inuyasha and Kagome to return from Jinenji's."

As they walked back slowly their fingers intertwined causing both of them to blush.

God I'm glade I'm wearing these damned robes.