Sango gave a little sigh of contentment. She was sprawled in the grass, on her back, with the sun gently massaging away her worries. She closed her eyes and clasped her hands behind her head. Truly, this was perfection. Everything relaxed, the test next period was suddenly forgotten, as was the presentation after that. Right now, none of that mattered. Nothing could be more perfect than this.
The young man next to her smiled softly at her catlike form. She was beautiful. Especially when she was lying in the sun, her mind away from this world. Deftly, Miroku leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the lips – the tiniest of pecks, really.
In an instant, Sango was sitting upright, her face a brilliant shade of pink. Her confused eyes met his mischievous blue ones, and he chuckled.
"Now that I have your attention," the youth said, pulling her into his lap and prising her lips apart with his own ever so slowly. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and Sango made no move to stop it. In fact, her response could almost have been called encouraging. When finally her comanion took his face from hers, he saw that her (adorable) blush had deepened. And it was his fault. His smile widened.
She made a face at him and his lazy smirk, and nestled deeper into his arms – muttering darkly of giving him more attention than he could handle.
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It is a little OOC, I will admit, but I couldn't resist. It's nothing special, just (yet) another bit of randomness, albeit a disgustingly cute one. Written because I needed fluff, and because neither Tatterdemalion or In Sight are at fluffy points right now. Far from it, actually...
Disclaimer: Suppose I have to face facts…I just don't own Inuyasha.