Forever an Illusion
Chapter 12: Summer Reading List
The small table in the corner of the room… just big enough for two people, and served its purpose...
"Someone ask me again why we did it on an uncomfortable, flat wooden table?" Sango blushed, pressing her hot cheeks into Miroku's chest.
He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. With his right hand, Miroku grasped the purple sheet at the foot of the table. He then pulled it to them.
"Well, we've been everywhere else…" Miroku half heartidly laughed. "Our love has gotten to the point where I can no longer control my burning desire for you, Sango dear. It is just simply impossible."
Sango buried her face into the blanket. "Miroku! Could you stop talking like that?"
"Like what?"
She breathed heavily. "Like you think you're the most romantic man in the world, whose voice is even enough to make me go weak in the knees!"
"All right…" Miroku grinned, watching as Sango's chest went up and down rapidly.
"Miroku?" Sango asked, "Are you coming with me to the bookstore today?" She thought it was best to change the subject before anything happened again that would cause them both a loss of strength.
"Kohaku received him summer reading list in the mail yesterday. I promised I would take him." She replied, gently combing her fingers through his black strands of hair.
"Of course! I've taken a liking to Kohaku! It'd be my pleasure to escort you." Miroku answered, looking happily into his lover's hazel eyes.
"Great!" She giggled. "Now great dressed, you can only keep Inuyasha out of the apartment for so long!"
Miroku leaned over to the side and threw her up a bathrobe. Then he used the blanket to wrap around his waist.
"I won't be too long, I promise!" Sango collected her clothes thrown so uselessly off into some corner and scurried into Miroku's bedroom.
"Take your time!" Miroku called after her, before selecting out his outfit as well. It had been thrown on top of so many books that now surrounded the table. One of which, was The Notebook. Sango had been reading to him the other night. It was safe to say, Miroku enjoyed being read to.
He walked into the bathroom with the shirt and pants tucked under his arm
… … …
"Give it back, guys!"
"Sorry, we can't…" They laughed.
"But Kagome gave you your own!"
"We happen to be hungry this morning." Souta chuckled, waving the chocolate bar in front of Shippou.
"Some friends you are…" He pouted before tackling Souta to the ground and getting back what was rightfully his. His candy.
"Hey Hey Hey! Shippou! You're squashing me!" Souta cried from underneath the kitsune.
"I am Shippou, the all powerful fox demon! I guess I am pretty strong, huh?"
"Well aren't you enjoying yourself? I never said you were strong!" growled Souta, sticking his tongue out to him.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Thank you, Ms Kagome…" Kohaku said, ignoring his friends. These little fights didn't last more than two minutes. No one bothered to worry about them.
"You're very welcome, Kohaku! Sango should be here at any moment to take you to the book store." She smiled cheerfully, plopping a baseball hat on his head. "That will keep out the sun."
"Arigato."
"I'm stronger than you are!" Souta yelled.
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
"Do you think they'll stop anytime soon?" Kohaku wondered out loud.
"Okay, okay! I got it!"
"What?"
"We're both strong!"
Shippou contemplated this for awhile. "Agreed." He nodded.
"Apparently so." Kagome blinked.
"We're here!"
"Sango!" All of the sudden, the three boys rushed to the doorway.
"Hey you three!" Sango gave them all a wide smile before capturing Kohaku in a big embrace. "So, you ready to go?"
"Hai!"
"Got the list?"
"Hai!"
"Miroku's coming with us, is that all right with you?"
"Oh…hai."
Don't get me wrong, Kohaku loved Miroku. But lately it seemed all that Sango had time for was Miroku. They went to the movies, to amusement parks, to the mall and sometimes, Sango wouldn't come home at night. He asked Kagome why. When she overwhelmed him with cookies and milk, he assumed it had something to do with the birds and the bees. And quite frankly, that made Kohaku get a sick feeling right in the pit of his stomach. He would have never guessed that his older sister would ever do something like that. That's when Kohaku came to the conclusion that Sango was deeply in love with this guy, and if she truly was, Kohaku supported it one hundred percent. He just wished that he had more quality time with his sister. That seemed very difficult when Miroku was following them all over the place.
He let out a sigh. 'I guess I'll just have to deal with it.' "Can we go?"
"Sure."
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Sorry to say, but this fic is two chapters short from being finished. Please review and tell me what ya think! Once again, I always try to make these long chapters, and it never works out for me. I wonder why?