A/N: Gomenasai! I know you don't want to hear excuses so here's the chapter.

Chapter 10: For Real

Once everyone had come down Kagome and Inuyasha moved back to the tables, while Shippou and Miroku sat on the couch. Sango stood in the shadows watching the monk and fox's conversation. Inuyasha pulled out Kagome's purse and dumped it insides all over the table.

"Hey!" She screamed. "You can't go through a girl's purse like that!"

Inuyasha reached in the back of his jeans and pulled out a small leather wallet. Tossing it at the miko he said. "There, we're even." Kagome caught the wallet and shut up.

"So, what's you're middle name?" Miroku asked while he and Shippou laughed.

"You have to guess." Shippou said regaining his composure.

"Uh-"

"Your middle name is Kite… like puke." Sango said moving towards the two boys. "You're 4'0. (A/N: I made him taller for story reasons. Get over it.) You're birthday is March 5. And your Social Security number is 082-56-310…3." She smiled sitting next to Shippou with a grin on her face.

"Whoa." Miroku said astonished. "Are you a physic?"

"No." Sango responded turning to face the priest.

"Well then can you tell me how you know so much about me?" Shippou asked trying to sound annoyed. Sango reached inside of her large hoodie and pulled out a brown wallet.

"I stole your wallet." She said giggling. Shippou jerked the walled out of her hands.

"Great so now you're a thief." Shippou snapped.

"I'm not a thief!" Sango snapped back. "What's there to steal? Two bucks and a beaver shot." She laughed.

"What!" Miroku cried in disbelief.

"It's true I saw it. It's a nude pic. So perverted."

"Well let's see it." Miroku grinned.

Kagome looked up from the pictures to see Inuyasha brushing his teeth with her eyebrow brush. She looked back down in disgust. "I have to remember to throw that away." She thought to herself. She stared again at the girl in the photo. Short black hair cut in a bob style with a red hair band. She wore a black tank top and a black miniskirt with slits all the way up to the seams. Kagome thought a minute. "Yura." She remembered was the girl's name. Flipping through the other girls she noticed that all of them were quite revealing.

She stopped to look at another girl. Long raven hair that reached a little past her waist and chocolate eyes that seemed to pierce the soul. Her pale skin gave her an almost dead look. She though was not as revealing as the other girls. She wore a baggie white blouse the fell loosely around the wrists, and a red skirt the only came up to her knees. "Wow." Kagome thought. "She's pretty." She looked up again to see the hanyou sniffing around her powder. "So are all these girls your girlfriends?" She asked aloud.

"Some." He responded quickly.

"And the others?"

"And the other I just consider."

"Consider for what?"

"If I want to hang out with them or not." He said slightly annoyed.

"You don't believe in one guy/one girl?" She asked innocently.

"Do you." He said turning his amber orbs on her.

"Yeah," she responded looking down to hide a blush, "That's the way it's supposed to be."

"Well not for me." He mumbled.

"Why not?"

Inuyasha searched his brain for a reason. "How come you got so much shit in your purse?"

"How come you got so many girlfriends?"

"I asked you first." Inuyasha said tilting his head and giving his usual cocky grin. Kagome shrugged in defeat.

"I don't know. I guess I just never throw things away."

Inuyasha laughed silently. "Thank God for my quick wit." He thought silently. "Well neither do I." He said matter-o-factly.

"Oh." Kagome said and returned to the picture.

"This has o be the worst fake I.D. I've ever seen." Miroku said string down at the small slab of plastic. "Did you realize you made yourself 65?"

"Yeah, I goofed." Shippou said rubbing the back of his head.

"Why do you need a fake I.D. anyway?"

"So I can vote." Shippou said sincerely and Miroku laughed.

"Wanna see what's in my bag?" Sango asked clutching her purse to her chest.

Shippou and Miroku both looked up and responded the same. "No." Sango glared at them before turning over her purse and allowing all the contents to fall. She shook the final objects from the bottom before looking up at the opened mouth boys. Shippou looked at the mass of tampons, undergarments, brush, and toothbrush. And to his surprise this was just the first layer of objects.

"Do you always carry this much shit in your bag?"

Sango turned her head in front of her and smiled. "Yes. I always carry this much "shit" in my bag." She responded. "You never know when you're gonna need to jet."

"You're not gonna turn into the lady at the grocery stores that stand outside and talk to walls and wear guys' shoes and shit like that, are you?" Shippou asked leaning closer to her. Sango leaned away from the boy before responding.

"My home life is unsatisfying."

"So you'd endure the danger of these Tokyo streets just cuz your home life is unsatisfying?"

"I don't have to live on the streets I can go to the beach or the desert. I could go to Africa, America, or even Afghanistan." She said defensively. Shippou turned to Miroku who was still examining a pair of the girl's panties.

"Miroku, you want in on this?" Miroku looked up at the dark haired beauty. "She says her home life is unsatisfying."

"Well everybody's home life is unsatisfying." Miroku said thinking of his own foster father.

"Yeah, but I think her's is abnormally unsatisfying." The fox added, looking back at Sango.

"Forget it," Sango said pulling back into her bubble. She felt stupid thinking these pricks would understand how she felt.

"No." Miroku said standing up. "Something's wrong if you really carry all this stuff in your purse. Now either you really want to run away or you want us to think that you do." Sango stood up with tears in her eyes.

"Fuck off monk." She said harshly before running off to a secluded part of the library. Miroku stood there dumbfounded for a second before chasing after her. He found her in a corner closed up her shell. And he truly felt something for this girl, something he couldn't quite explain. Sitting next to her, he sighed.

"So what's the matter?"

"You have a problem!" She screamed through choked sobs.

"I have a problem?" Miroku said taken aback.

"You do everything everyone tells you! That is a problem!"

"Well maybe so but I didn't go and dump all my problems on the table for everyone to gawk at, now did I!" Sango looked up with tears trickling silently down her face. "So what's wrong? Is it bad?" She nodded afraid to cry out loud. "What do they do?"

"They ignore me." She whispered just loud enough for the monk to hear.

"Yeah," he said quietly in response. Bravely he reached out his hand and wrapped his arm around her slim trembling figure. She jumped at the unexpected touch but didn't pull away. Secretly she wished someone would hold her like this. Secretly she wished for a shoulder to cry on. Turning into him she sobbed. Miroku wrapped the other arm around the girl and cooed sweet words into her ear. He nuzzled his head into her neck and took in her sent.

The aroma of Japanese Jasmine filled his senses. Sango did the same, smelling the sweet smell of soft incense. They stayed in each other's arms silently taking in each other as if they would never feel this again. When the parted, deep brown eyes met ocean blue ones, Miroku's hand gently glided up to Sango's chin. She held her breath not knowing what to expect as the young monk leaned in and seized her lips. The gentle touch and sweet taste of his lips overwhelmed her.

Fireworks were the least of the sights Sango saw as the deepened the kiss. His tongue parted her lips to explore the cavern of her mouth. She mimicked his movements gaining a soft moan from him. She hid a giggle as he played with her hair. She was doing surprising well for her first time experiencing any of this. She moved her own hands to the back of his neck where she in turn played with the small ponytail.

"Damn." Was the only thing that Miroku could think as the sat entangled in new emotions. He had kissed other girls before but never had his heart skipped beats or feel like it was about to beat its way out of his chest. This girl was different than the rest. She wasn't superficial or stupid. She had secrets, secrets he wanted to know. She had beauty that only stood out when she wanted it and he wanted her to shine with that beauty. He pulled back from the kiss and smiled down at her. Her beautiful brown eyes shined behind the locks of hair that feel to cover her. Another secret was why she would want to hide such a beautiful face.

She leaned into him and sighed. She felt something new with him, something special. He held her tightly as if afraid to let go. They sat like this until Shippou stuck his head around the corner and announced they were all going to chat upstairs. Miroku looked down at the girl cursing the fox for his intrusion, but Sango rose to her feet with a secret smile that he alone knew the meaning to. She walked past Shippou playfully shoving him off balance.

"Come on monk!" Inuyasha called from the stairs. And Miroku moved to follow the other inmates up the stairs.

A/N: I'm done! You have no idea it took me to complete this chapter. And yea I had some requests for Miroku and Sango fluff so there you go. I promise to update soon, but don't shoot me if it takes a little time because school is kicking my ass at the moment not to mention family life sucks. But oh well hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Once again gomenasai for the wait I made you endure.