Morning Coffee

A Two-Shot fiction

I was thinking Miroku/Sango!


Miroku glanced at his watch as he walked through the door of the diner. The waitress had come to escort him but he bushed pat and sat in the booth by the window.

Miroku was annoyed. He had stayed up all night so his employer, Sesshomaru, could leave early. Why? Because he felt like it. Yes Sesshomaru had the audacity to say to Miroku, who had know him since he was twelve, he felt like it. Of all the bastards he had to work for, he had Sesshomaru. The prince of assholes (sobs).

He snatched up the menu and his eyebrows knit in frustration. "Sir…?" Miroku snapped his head from the menu.

Ah yes…the waitress; Long dark hair, brown eyes, and nice body. Miroku let out a sigh he was just too tired and frustrated to hit on her.

"Coffee…black." He said. The waitress nodded looking at him for a moment before scribbling it down. "Long night?" she said from out of the blue. Miroku sat up straight and put on a slow smile. "You won't want to know." He said. "Oh, but I would. Come on tell a stranger your problems." She said sitting across from him. "Do you always ask about peoples personal lives?" He said. She laughed. "Perhaps."

He chuckled. "My name's Miroku." "Sango." She said.

"I work at Inu-Taishio Corporation. As you know the head of it, Sesshomaru, is my boss. I work directly below him pulling all he strings and what not." Sango nodded listening intently.

"I've known the guy for let's see…I'm 25…now so about thirteen years, we went to school together. Of all the horrible large scale corporation bastards I had to work for, it had to be him. I just wanted to be lawyer for the longest time." Miroku sighed.

Sango frowned creating wrinkles that never should have been.

"How about I get you that coffee…" she said standing up.

Miroku watched bored eyes.

Even though she fast about it what two minutes felt like days to Miroku. She immediately slammed down two cups of coffee one was black the other a creamy brown. "I can't take coffee without sugar and cream." Sango said taking a sip of it.

"I'll remember that." He said taking a huge gulp of coffee. "Ah…."

Sango observed the man with mild consideration.

"So tell about yourself Miss Sango." Miroku said meeting Sango's eyes. "Touché' Mr.Miroku touché." She said haughtily.

"Well I grew up in Kyoto with my family. When my parents got into in a car crash when I was eighteen, I had to put my schooling on hold in order to take care of my now orphaned brother." She took a deep breath.

Miroku stared with fascination as he listened to her speak. The woman kind of… fascinated him in smalllways.

"I was planning to got to medical school with all the money I had saved up. But when you need to finance 6th, 7th, 8th grade, and high school all that money dries up and disappears." She paused taking a sip of coffee.

Miroku watched her mouth as it softly latched onto the coffee cup leave faint pink gloss on it.

"After my brother, Kohaku, graduated from grammar school, I decided I wanted to put him through school even if I gave up my education." She smiled sadly.

Miroku focused on her words taking each one in.

"It was difficult at first, but it was something that became less of a strain over time."

She reached for sugar, Miroku's hand intercepted. "Huh?" she looked up.

"You shouldn't strain yourself." He said holding her hand. "You should take a day off and just breathe." He said letting go of her hand with uncertainty.

"Life," she paused frowning sadly. "isn't something you can take a day off from, at least not for good." She finished.

"But you could…for a day." Miroku said eyes silently searching her's.

"Perhaps." She said. They smiled at each other for a moment forgetting they were strangers.

"Sango would you li-" Miroku was cut off by the shrill voice from the kitchen.

"Sango! Quit flirting with the customers and get to work!" the voice said. "Yes ma'am!" Sango said quickly standing up and going back to work.

"Anything else?" she said with a wink.

"Nope I've had my morning coffee." He said. He reached for his wallet and Sango grabbed his hand. "It's on the house." She said smiling.

He stood up and grabbed his coat. "What did you want to ask before Miroku?" she said before leaving him.

"I wanted to ask you…if you'll be here the next time I come here." He said not saying what he really wanted to.

"I will be." She said.

They gazed at each other for what seemed like what should have been forever.

"SANGO!"

"Alright, alright Becky I'm going." And Sango did shooting Miroku a smile.

Miroku watched as she walked away.

He walked out the diner and then looked at his hands. He didn't grope her.


It was every morning Miroku stopped by the diner and him and Sango shared long talks each time putting Sango potentially endangered for being fired.

Miroku tried to control his hands around Sango with an occasional slip which led to his co-workers pointing at the bruises and laughing at him, but Sango, not matter how many times he groped she was twice as many times willing to listen. And he decided not to ruin this and he'd take it slow for once. He wanted to keep Sango as friend and something more.

But Sango decided her and Miroku could never be together they were separated socially and not only that Miroku as a ladies man and didn't have time for true love. He as second to large scale corporation head and she was a waitress working two other jobs and hadn't even finished her fist year of college and now she was twenty three financing her brother's junior year which was really expensive.

Miroku probably has over a million dollars stacked away, which he did, and she was barely making her rent bills.

It would never work.


Miroku walked into the diner like he always did now and sat at his usual table. A different waitress that wasn't Sango came over.

"Hi my name is Tessa, how may I help you." The woman batted her eyes one to many times in a attempt to look cute but only made it look although she starting to have a seizure.

Miroku frowned. "May I ask where Sango is?" he said as politely as possible. "Oh her…" Miroku twitched. "She was fired yesterday." Tessa said casually.

"May I ask where she lives?" he said sounding a little less polite.

"We're not allowed to give out personal information regarding employees or former employees." said Tessa sounding smart.

"I see." He said.

"Sir what would you like?" Tessa said sounding cross.

"I'll have tea…for a change."

He never finished it.


Miroku stopped going to the diner and began taking long walks in the park to pass time.

Miroku thought about Sango often. Like: While he was working, walking, of sipping coffee, especially coffee. He tried called her but every time he did: This number is no longer in service.

Miroku began to take his coffee with sugar and cream as if though it was in her memory.

He through the Park like he always did now, déjà vu much? Her saw a woman siting at the base of the tree sleping.

Out of curiosity he wandered over there. His eyes looked at her face.

"Sango?" She rolled over in her sleep losing her spot on the tree falling to the ground the shock waking her up.

"Uhg…."

"Sango!" Miroku said grabbing her hands and yanking her to her feet. "Miroku? How are you?" she gripping his hands just as tight as he was her's. "I found out you were fired. I tried calling you but your phone was disconnected."

"Oh I told Tessa to tell I moved and to give you the new number I guess she forgot..." Sango said pulling her hands away slowly.

"She must've." Bitch…he thought in his head.

"Why'd you move?" he asked. Sango frowned sitting back down at the root of tree motioning for Miroku to sit down too.

"Well the rent went up and even though I paid, the owner said I was causing disturbance at the apartment building and kicked me and my brother out." Miroku frowned, he'd take care of the owner later.

Yes Miroku was rich as hell and had certain ties to people who completed task for him and his boss. As laughable as it was he had hit men. But with money comes power, the power to shoot people (YEAH!)and the deaths end up hushed.

"We're living in the quote unquote "back streets" of Tokyo." Sango said.

Sango let out loud yawn. "I'm sorry…I'm just so tired can we stay like this for a while?" she said leaning against Miroku, her hair falling over his shoulder. "We can Sango, we can."

So they did.


Should I give you the second part? Review and I shall! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! Naw I'll update as soon as I can.

Happy Easter!

I'm planning to write as soon as I finish Heart in a Bouquet to write a SesshomaruxRin story…