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Kamira: I am honored you chose to read my fic, I've got a strong issue with AU's as well (especially high school one's, I just can't see Inu in highschool) but my friend convinced me to write one... so I am. It'll probably be the only one I ever do.

Oh, and thankyou for your reviews. You all so nice.

Destiny

Sango leaned back on her hands, her legs hanging over the edge of the veranda, and looked up at the night sky. The stars were not as clear here in the city but still, they were beautiful to look at, nestled like diamonds on black velvet. She sighed and looked down at the buildings dotted throughout the enclosed yard. Home. How long had it been since she had last sat here like this and stared up at the sky? Ten years?

All her life she'd been told that her destiny was bound to another's, the beloved priestess of a people who had no name, who were all but forgotten except by those who had bound themselves to her soul, vowing to protect her in death as they had in life. Those like Sango's own family. Like her mother and her mother before her, she was also bound. She had accepted that for the first fifteen years of her life, she had been willing, had trained to become strong enough to protect the one who would become her charge.

It had only taken one small thing for her to change her mind though. Love. Closing her eyes Sango lay down on the wooden floor, her hands behind her head. How young and foolish she had been, how quickly she had denied everything that she had always believed …. all for an emotion that had been one sided.

She'd fought with her father over it, yelled that she would never become like her mother, never be bound and never give her life to some ancient soul that didn't know how to move on. She had said so many things and yet he had simply said one.

"You may fight destiny Sango, but you cannot deny it,"

As she'd sat here that night, his soft words had gone round and round in her head and some part of her had known the truth of them. No matter how much she fought she would never be able to deny what was going to happen but another part of her, that part that was just a silly fifteen year old girl had believed that she could deny anything for the sake of love.

She had even been willing to abandon her younger brother, Kohaku to the fate she had not wanted. A bitter expression flashed across her face for just an instant. She had been such a fool. If destiny was something you could make for yourself, then how was it the very night she had decided to go to the one she had believed loved her that she had ended up leaving the only home she had ever known holding the hand of a ten-year-old girl.

Hearing the large wooden door that opened out onto the street slide open Sango quickly sat, shaking away the old memories away and watched as Kouga walked across the yard. The wolf demon had been with her family since the time of her great great grandfather, who according to family legend had saved his life. He had joined her family and watched over them as if they were his pack. Kouga had never talked about what had happened to his own family but the old scar that slashed across one side of his face suggested it had been brutal.

When Kagome and she had shown up a month ago after her father's death, he had appointed himself Kagome's protector and escort, taking her around the city to see all the sites, allowing her to behave like a normal young woman. He had begun to show a softer side that Sango had never seen. She just hoped that Koga remembered that Kagome was not a normal young woman.

"Where's Kagome?" she asked as he hit the steps, intending to walk inside without a word. At the sour expression on his face, she guessed that Kagome had given him the slip again deciding to go off on her own.

He stopped and turned, opening his mouth to say something but at that, moment Kagome entered and he swung his head back around and stalked inside, slamming the door shut behind him. Sango stared wide eyed after him for a moment. What had happened to make him like that? She turned to look at the young woman walking towards her. She had no real expression on her face but as she drew closer, Sango watched as her eyes seemed to sparkle, lighting up her whole face, making her glow.

"Kagome?" Sango questioned. Kagome's eyes seemed to glow brighter as she answered her voice laced with restrained joy.

"I… found him,"

Sango stared at her for a full minute without blinking. She…found him. Dropping her eyes to her knees, Sango stared at them blindly. Found him. The soul of the priestess had wondered this world for many centuries, in many reincarnations but not one of them had even sensed the presence of the one they sought, at least not that she knew of. Sango had believed that perhaps he did not really exist, that he was simply an idea not a real being but…. Kagome had found him. Her destiny.

She raised her eyes. "Who is he?"

Kagome eyes took on a faraway expression as she thought of the man she had seen.

"I don't know,"

Sango raised an eyebrow, "You don't know who he is?" Kagome nodded. "Do you know where he is?' Kagome shook her head. Sango stared at her in disbelief.

"Kagome, how can you have found him if you don't know who he is or where he lives?"

Kagome smiled and sat down next to her. "Kouga knows,"

Oh, Sango thought, Oh that explains it. Poor Kouga. She looked up at the door where she knew he was listening.

"Who is he?" she asked, knowing he heard. There was silence for a moment before the door slammed open, Kouga stepped out, and stalked back down the steps without answering intending to keep going but Sango's firm voice stopped him.

"Kouga,"

He gritted his teeth, knowing that he had to answer. He would have preferred it to have been anyone but who it was. Why couldn't it have been him? He hadn't wanted to believe what Kohaku and Sango had told him about this girl. He didn't believe in destiny but today he'd seen how she had reacted, seen how the mutt had reacted in the same way, as if they were standing in each other's arms instead of yards away from one another, separated by hundreds of people. He'd felt something in the air between them that had seemed to crackle with energy.

"Kouga," Sango said again. He clenched his fists.

"It was one of the Mongrels," he said the words bitter on his tongue.

Sango felt her stomach tighten in dread as she waited for him to say the name.

"InuYasha," he spat in disgust, and without another word slammed back through the wooden door that led to the street beyond.

Sango was frozen by the sound of that familiar name. No. Why did fate have to be so cruel?

The two women sat in the shadowed branches of a large tree, their black clothing keeping them invisible as they watched the huge wrought iron gates across the street. Sango's nails dug into the trees bark as she sat there staring at the familiar sight. How many times had she walked by those gates only to sneak over the stonewall and up to a certain room?

"This is where he lives?" Kagome asked from the branch below Sango.

"Yes," Her eyes focused on the large house at the end of the long drive. "His family is one of the highest ranked demon houses in the country. They're well known and his older brother, Sesshomaru, is very powerful. He's ruled over the family since their father died,"

"A demon," Kagome whispered, remembering the white ears she had seen on top of his head.

"Well, half demon," Sango corrected "His mother was human. That's one of the reasons why he and his brother don't get along so well,"

Kagome was silent for a moment. Something was different in Sango's voice tonight.

"Sango, how do you know so much about them?"

Sango swallowed; glad it was dark as a blush covered her cheeks.

"I…um…knew…." She was saved from answering though as at that moment two figures walked around the corner, one with long hair that shimmered in the moonlight and the other with short dark hair that merged with the shadows cast across the street.

InuYasha, Kagome's heart whispered as she watched him.

Miroku, it was a painful whisper in Sango's heart. Both women watched as the objects of their gazes strolled toward the huge gates. About to walk through them the hanyou suddenly stopped and turned raising his head as if he was sniffing the air.

Sango jumped from her branch to Kagome grabbing her hand.

"Let's go," Kagome nodded her head, with one last look across the street, jumped from the tree with Sango, and disappeared into the night.

Wild flowers. InuYasha's body jolted to alertness at the scent. Turning he sniffed the air. Yes, it was the same scent. Her scent. His eyes narrowed on the small park across the street, honing in on a large group of trees as he thought he saw something move. Without a word to the man standing beside him, he shot out across the road. Stopping at the largest tree, he sniffed again. Jumping onto a branch about halfway up he took a deep sniff at the trunk. He had not imagined it, she had been here sitting on this branch, watching him. He could probably find her, she couldn't be too far away but… did he want to? Just the scent of her had an uncomfortable affect on him. What would happen if he actually touched her?

"InuYasha, what are you doing?"

He looked down at where Miroku stood looking up at him. There was one thing he sure as hell wasn't going to do and that was tell Miroku about his reaction to a girl he hadn't even met. He'd never hear the end of it he thought as he jumped down.

Sango sat down across from the tall young man and ignoring his questioning eyes, poured herself a cup of tea.

"Well?" Kohaku asked.

"Well what?" Sango said sipping her tea.

"How are you going to get them together?" Sango blinked in surprise.

"I…I don't know….I mean I never thought about it," She looked up at him. "I mean it's… their destiny. Shouldn't they just know or something?"

Kohaku laughed. "InuYasha doesn't know anything about his 'destiny' and if he did you should know him well enough to know he'd run a mile rather than submit to it,"

Sango nodded in agreement. "I suppose so but how do I get him to meet Kagome?"

Kohaku frowned. "Yeah. That's the problem. It's not as if you can set him up on a date," he looked thoughtfully at his sister, watching as she took another sip of her tea. "You could ask Miroku to help you out," he said quietly.

Sango's hand clenched around her cup and she had to force herself to swallow the mouthful of tea she had just taken. Miroku. She cringed at the thought of asking him anything.

"No. I'll come up with something," her voice was harsh. Standing she picked up her cup and left the room effectively ending the conversation.

Lying on her bed, Kagome heard the sibling's conversation and smiled. They didn't have to worry about how InuYasha and her coming together. Even if they both ran in opposite directions they would end up together, she was sure of it. That strange feeling inside her told her they would, it was inevitable. Rolling onto her side, she closed her eyes, hugged her pillow to her chest, wondering what her first kiss would be like.