Here I am again with my new MirokuxSango drabble, "Comfort".
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, and probably never will.
Enjoy.
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Comfort
It was a peaceful night. The stars were shining, the moon was up, and the crickets could be heard.
The only disturbances were the cries of a taijiiya named Sango.
She was having what promised to be the worst nightmare she had been plagued with in a while.
From the shadows of the hut she was in, a figure sighed.
It was time.
The figure gently made its way towards Sango and began rocking her, whispering soothing nonsense in her ear.
She calmed down, and mumbled: "Thanks…Miroku."
He grinned.
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There we go. Please review! And no flames!
