A:N: Wai!! ^___^ You guys really want to see what's going to happen, ne? Well, I'm going to have a lot of fun writing this. Kuso, it's my first Mir/San fic. Of course I'm going to have fun! ^_~ I'd be insane not to. Obviously. Oh! Almost forgot. I'm grounded from the Net v_v but obviously kaa-chan forgot that my school has Net access! Granted, it is restricted, but FF.Net isn't one of em. So I can post here. It might take me longer than usual, but I'll definitely get it up. I'd never leave you guys hanging! Never ever!
Disclaimer: Keep dreaming. I own nothing except the concept of combining the two plots. (Also my way of expressing said plot of movie into said plot of anime.) But on the off chance that I do own InuYasha, Naraku and Shippou are out for rent. Yash is taken (by Kagome), Miroku's taken (by Sango), Sesshoumaru's taken (by Rin), and Kouga's taken (by me). ^__^ If I missed any bishounen, let me know immediately and you guys can start the bidding on them! ^__~
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40 Days and 40 Nights
Chapter 2
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Sango fumed. "Houshi-sama." She turned to face the grinning Miroku.
"Sango," he began with his sly smile, "surely you cannot blame me? You were swinging your rear so so charmingly as you bent to get water. It beckoned to me."
She twitched. "LECHER!!" Hiraikotsu whirled out in a blur, and landed with a thud on its normal resting spot—Miroku's head. He dropped to the ground immediately. Sango returned Hiraikotsu to her back and stormed off. "That rude" she muttered furiously, "conceited, arrogant, cocky PERVERT!" Sometimes she couldn't believe the levels he'd go to just to grope her! He was such a lech, and even more of a jerk.
Then why did her heart always do that crazy flip-flop when he smiled at her?
Why did she feel as if she was exposed from head to toe when he studied her?
Why was she feeling so so crazily in.
No. Sango mentally stopped herself. That would be a weakness to admit it. To speak, even to think it, and he would surely know. And Sango was convinced that her feelings were not reciprocated. I'm just a female he can take it all out on, she thought gloomily. I wonder how many other girls did he play this game with?
Miroku would never be interested in a girl like me.
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As Sango marched off, Miroku rose and rubbed his head. "I think that was the worst one yet," he muttered, wincing. Sango went a little overkill sometimes, he thought. There was a certain place to draw the line—i.e., using the Hiraikotsu on him for a simple grope.
But it was worth it. Miroku smiled. Sango was much different than any other girl. She was brave, fearless, and and
Not interested. His shoulders drooped. Why would a beautiful girl like her be interested in a bouzou like me? he thought practically. What could I offer her? Besides. His shoulders lowered even more. Judging by how mad she gets at me, I'm sure she hates me.
"Miroku-sama!"
Miroku's head snapped up out of his gloomy reverie. "Kagome-sama?" he called. "Is that you?"
"Yes," came her reply, "and Inuyasha and I need to speak to you!" Miroku blinked. "NOW!"
He shrugged, picked himself up, and rushed to the edge of the forest. Kagome stood there, a wicked grin on her face. He stopped, and took a step back. "Kagome-sama what is it now?" he asked, obviously fearing the worst for him.
"Inuyasha and I have added a new twist to the bet." Miroku blinked again. Kagome still had that mischievous grin on her face, and it was not exactly reassuring him. "Neither you, or Inuyasha, or I, may tell Sango about this deal we have."
Kagome blinked when Miroku's tense face eased into a smile. "Thank you, Kagome-sama," he murmured. "That will make it easier on me."
Kagome also smiled. "Anything to make it easy." Inside, her mind was whirling. Make what easier on him? she asked herself. Surely not the bet
"Ah, Kagome-sama. Could I confide in you about something?" the houshi asked, snapping Kagome out of her train of thought.
"Sure, Miroku-sama."
"Well, ah, I do appreciate this gesture." Miroku fiddled with his shakujou. "You see, Sango is a very special girl to me, and, ah I would like to oh, what's the word" Kagome was startled. Miroku, the sly, cool, calm Miroku, was totally losing his cool! Suddenly, a smile overtook the startled expression.
"You want to impress her, ne?"
Miroku looked up. "Yes," he croaked, then cleared his throat. "Yes," he said again. "I want to—er, well, see if she could ever, possibly, well—"
Kagome waved a hand, still smiling. "You want to see if she could ever love you, right?" she asked. Miroku nodded dumbly. "Well, don't worry," the girl announced, a plan beginning to formulate in her head. "Sango will never know about the bet."
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"He said WHAT?!" Sango cried, astonished.
"Yup." Kagome lowered herself into the hot spring. "Miroku-sama said that you are a very special girl' to him." She hid her grin. "And I swear, Sango-chan, I am so not lying to you." She cocked an eyebrow. "Would I ever lie to you?"
"Well, no," Sango admitted after a moment of thought. "So so houshi-sama really said that?" Her heart beat crazily in her chest.
Kagome nodded. "He also said that he wants to impress you, to see" She paused. "To see if you could ever love him."
Sango took a sharp intake of breath. "He said that?" she asked breathlessly. This was what she had been waiting for all this time! Ever since she had found that she she
She loved him.
Now it was safe to admit it. She loved him, with every fiber of her being, with every single part of her. I love him! she screamed silently with joy. I love him, I swear I do!
Sango looked on speechless as Kagome cast a sideways glance at her. "So you do love him?" she asked shrewdly.
She could only nod.
"I knew it!" Kagome sprang up, then quickly glanced around and sat back down. "I knew it!" she said quietly. "You had to love him! I could tell you do!"
Sango smiled happily, and Kagome interlocked her fingers with her best friend's. They squealed like high school girls. "Now what?" Sango asked breathlessly.
Kagome thought for a moment. "Now you have to make him admit it," she announced.
Sango blinked. "How am I supposed to do that?!"
Her friend from the future smiled. "Easy. Just play his game. Come on to him the same way he comes on to you."
Sango wrinkled her nose. "What, grope him?!" she asked, laughing.
"No! That's not what I mean!" Kagome protested. "What I mean is, play the same game he does." She lowered her voice and Sango leaned in to hear her better. "He tries to come on to you sexually, so just do the same to him, and he'll be bound to admit it to you!"
She reeled back, eyes wide. "I couldn't do that!"
Kagome nodded. "It's the only way."
She sighed, defeated. "Okay, okay. I'll do it."
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As the girls came back, Sango shot a glance at Miroku. He was facing away from her, chatting with Inuyasha. The hanyou glanced up at the girls and nodded.
Kagome slipped in-between Miroku and Inuyasha. "This is going to be so much fun," she whispered triumphantly to Inuyasha.
"Why?" he asked curiously. Shippou bounded up to perch on Kagome's shoulder.
"What?" the kitsune youkai persisted. "What's going to be so much fun?"
She smiled mischievously. "You'll see," came her reply. "You'll both see as it plays out."
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A:N: OK, who totally did not see that one coming?! I just had to put something like that in there. Otherwise the plot wouldn't be quite so funny. It was irresistible to have Sango playing the very game that Miroku's sworn off of!! ^_____^ Oh holy Brigha this will get gooooood later on. Stay tuned to see what's coming up next, guys! Don't forget to review on your way out! ^_~
Sayonara,
Akai-Sakura