Chapter 5: Miroku

Sango began fitting in quite well after a few days. She had been making herself useful by doing chores; she had nothing better to do anyway. The guys had no sense of responsibility, not to point out names or anything cough Jakotsu cough. She always found something to do.

She was walking down the hall with some clean sheets. She was in such a daze that she didn't even notice Bankotsu coming the other way.

Before she new it, she had bumped right into him. All the sheets she was holding fell onto the floor. She stood there blushing furiously.

"Uh… S-sorry Bankotsu…" she peeped. She knelt down to pick up the sheets. She could feel Bankotsu watching her, which made her very uneasy.

"No problem" he replied casually. There was a moment of silence as he looked her in the eye.

Sango quickly looked away and continued walking down the hall.

Bankotsu didn't move. He wished he could tell her how he felt. But he wasn't even sure yet. Even after spying on her closely for the past few months, he still wasn't sure.

"Hey! Baka!" Jakotsu called to Sango. "What's for dinner? I'm starving!"

Sango was ready to explode. No one treated her like that and got away with it! She dropped the sheets and walked up to Jakotsu and slapped him. Jakotsu stood there for a moment, stunned.

"What was that for?" he asked, rubbing his cheek.

"Stop treating me like your maid! And clean this up!" She added as she stormed off.

Jakotsu folded his arms. "Well I never!" he cried.

Jakotsu tried to make dinner that night, but it didn't work out that well. Sango poked what was supposed to be rice with her chopsticks. She let out a loud shriek when it flinched. She dropped her bowl on the ground.

They all watched as her "rice ball" crawled across the room and out the door. Everyone lost their appetite after that.

Sango was able to get away from the Shichinintai one day. She had snuck around back and climbed over a wall. She thought that she would be able to get back to the group, but what she didn't know was that Bankotsu was following her. Sango had underestimated the Shichinintai.

Bankotsu kept his distance, for he didn't want Sango to notice him. He wanted to know where she was going.

Suddenly, he heard a voice shouting to her. He looked over and saw Miroku running towards her. Bankotsu felt a flow a jealousy run down his spine as Miroku run up to her and hugged her.

Bankotsu still didn't understand why he liked Sango so much. But it couldn't be helped. It made him frustrated that she obviously loved the monk. But he heard Renkotsu say that if you cared about something, you should never give up on it. He never understood that saying until now.

But his heart sank as he saw Miroku pull Sango in for a kiss.

Sango tightened her grip on his arms; tears were forming in her eyes. She pushed Miroku away and smacked him across the face. Miroku looked at her in shock.

"I'm sorry Houshi-sama," she said, looking away, "but I have to go now…" she began to head back to the castle, but Miroku grabbed her arm.

"Sango!" he cried. "Why on earth would you go back to the Shichinintai?"

Sango looked up at him. She didn't know why either. She had wanted to get away for so long, and now she finally had the chance. But something told her to go back.

"I… well…" Sango began, but she didn't know what to tell Miroku. "I can't leave," she said finally. She broke from Miroku's grasp and ran off to the castle.

Sango burst through the castle doors, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't care if anyone saw her. She didn't know why she left Miroku like that, or why she came back to this dreadful place.

But the most troubling thing was her feelings for Miroku. She had no idea if she loved him or not.

As she sat on the porch, she touched her lips where Miroku had kissed her. But she found herself wiping them off with her hands. No. She didn't love him, she couldn't. Why would she have left him if she did?

The moon shone down brightly on her. Some tears dripped onto her kimono, and before she knew it, she was quietly sobbing. She wanted to stop; she knew she had to stop. But every time she tried, she only ended up crying even more.

Just then she felt someone sit down beside her. Sango looked up to see Bankotsu looking down at her. His blue eyes met hers and for a moment her heart stopped.

Sango suddenly realized why she came back. It was Bankotsu. She had developed feelings for the cold, heartless mercenary.

She buried her face in his chest and sobbed again. She didn't care what he thought, but it made her feel a little better.

To Sango's surprise, Bankotsu didn't push her away or anything like that. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

About five minutes later, Sango stopped crying and looked up at Bankotsu with tearful eyes.

"Are you going to be alright now?" Bankotsu asked.

Sango nodded but said nothing. They sat there for most of the night, looking up at the stars.They finally understood now, their feelings. They both loved each other, and nothing could change that.

Bankotsu put his hand on her cheek and pressed his lips against hers. Sango's eyes widened, but then they clamped shut.

When they broke away and looked at each other, their faces glowed. Somehow, at that moment, the moon seemed to be brighter than usual.

(A.N) I updated! TEEHEE! And just so you know, the reason why i'm able to update so often is that I already have my story typed, so I just need to post it on here. I do have a life... wait, nvm... forget i sai that... LOL Miroku and Bankotsu meet in the next chapter... oOoOoOo... that spells T-R-O-U-B-L-E