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The Mother Goose Escapades

No. 43

Goosey, goosey gander,

Whither shall I wander?

Upstairs, and downstairs,

and in my lady's chamber.

Sango stole a glance over at the man who meant more to her than the whole world, more to her than her entire life, worthless as it was. He was looking out over the horizon, a slightly amused look upon his face; she grew somewhat jealous over the private thought of his that caused him mirth without sharing.

Miroku, for his part, was simply astounded at the way things were turning out. Sango was his, this woman who was completely different from how he imagined his future bride to be. Despite that, this was even better than how he'd imagined things to turn out. There was still Naraku to kill before things could be completely perfect, but give it time, that's what Miroku thought.

"Sango," Miroku said suddenly, turning towards her, a bit of panic in his eyes. Startled, she looked at him, uncertain what to expect. Surely he wouldn't take it all back now?

"Yes?" she responded a bit fearfully, her voice wavering. She bit her lip.

"You know I can't change who I am completely, right?"

"Oh, Miroku, we went over this already. I don't care, I love you even with all your perverted ways. But no groping other women, you agreed, right?" Hating herself for it, she ended with a question, thin and fearful.

"Right, well no problem there," Miroku said easily. "I'm just saying, don't be too cruel if my hands start to wander in the night, or if you find me next to you when we stay at an inn, or something."

"Oh, right," Sango blushed and felt herself go a bit weak at the knees. Relief, she told herself, knowing it was partly true. "Well, we'll just have to tie you down or something. I can't be beating you up all the time you know."

"I know," he said, an impish grin upon his face. "Thought it was only proper to give you a warning, that's all. You know how I am, the perfect gentleman."

"Yes, how could I forget?" Sango responded, her spirits lifting once again due to this man who meant more to her than anything. As crazy as that was. She smiled back at him, just as impishly. Mischievously, she wondered how much it would surprise him if she turned the tables and groped him right then?

Two seconds later, they both found out it surprised him quite a lot.

Author's Notes: Teeheehee! 43 finished, 7 left...