Author's Note: I'd like to take this time here to say that I am not the writer of the world this story involves or any that combine with it later. I am only the writer of the storyline happening. Please enjoy!

"I demand to see her!" Quiet anger seethed through Miroku. Despite assurances that Sango was recuperating fine he wanted to make sure for himself. It had been nearly a day since the fight against Naraku and they had found Kikyo's settlement hours ago, some time after Sango had awoken the first time.

"I assure you she is fine, " the other man retorted. "Lady Kikyo is taking care of her."

"That may be, but I want to see her myself," Miroku explained for the umpteenth millionth time.

"Lady Kikyo is taking care of her." He repeated.

Miroku sighed. 'This is going nowhere fast,' he thought to himself. Hours of fighting with this man had annoyed him beyond what he had thought possible. He glared at the man then turned on his heel and headed back to his friends.

"No change. I'm still not allowed in to see her." Miroku sat on the ground near Inu-Yasha and Kagome. Kirara scampered over to him and settled down comfortably in his lap. "Hi there, Kirara. I bet you're as anxious to see her as I am."

Kirara just blinked up at the monk.

Kikyo was led by one of the village messengers outside and pointed down the hill to where Inu-Yasha, Kagome, Shippo, Kirara, and Miroku sat.

"There they are, Lady Kikyo," he squeaked before bowing swiftly and running off. Kikyo stared at them for a bit before moving. Inu-Yasha, what do you want? She wondered to herself before she slowly started her assent.

"Lady Kikyo!" The same man who had refused to let Miroku in to see the still out patient appeared, "I strongly advise you not to go down!"

"It's alright, Jin-kun. They will not harm me." She stated softly, not even pausing in her path.

Down with the others, Inu-Yasha's ears twitched and he looked sharply at Kikyo was still walking towards him. "Kikyo?" He asked, standing up as fast as his demon feet would let him.

Kagome glared at him as they had just been talking when he did that. "Sit, boy." She commanded and the inu demon dropped like a rock.

"What cha do that for!" He demanded, struggling against the spell. He opened his eyes, having shut them in frustration, and was surprised to find Kikyo's feet at his nose.

"Lady Kikyo." Miroku shot up, wanting to know how the slayer was.

"You wish to see her, ne?" She asked so softly the monk had to strain to hear her.

"Yes...please?" He asked rather eagerly. Kikyo stepped over the bakka and over to the monk who bowed respectably.

"Then follow me...only you." She added the second part as she let her icy eyes fall on Inu-Yasha who had finally gotten up again. Miroku nodded slightly and followed the dark figure of the priestess. The villagers watched as they walked by. She stopped in front of a small straw house. "Do not speak to her. Do not touch her. If she wakes...then the rules no longer matter." She stated softly and pulled back the cloth that served as a door.

Miroku slipped behind the cloth and kneeled on the floor by the sleeping Sango. 'She looks so peaceful when she's sleeping...' he though. That's when her eyelids fluttered to show her brown eyes.

"Monk..." She said quietly. He smiled down at her as her face turned dark red, "GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" A bright red hand print appeared on his face.

"I was just so happy you were okay..." He said, rubbing his cheek, flinching.

Sango hid a smile at Miroku's antics. Secretly she was pleased at how concerned he was. "That's no excuse, Monk." she chided.

Miroku shrugged, "Sorry." He smiled gently at her. "Really, I'm glad you're ok." Sango winced slightly as she changed her position. "Well, mostly ok."

That earned a chuckle from Sango. "Eloquent as ever," Sango commented wryly.

Miroku grinned ear to ear. "Always."

The two sat in comfortable silence for a while. Sango eventually broke the silence. "Where are the others? Is everyone okay? How did you find me?"

"The others are down the hill. They're all fine-just concerned for you," Miroku assured. "They all wanted to come see you but I was the only one Lady Kikyo permitted to see you."

Sango cocked her head at the monk, "Why only you?" There was no malice in her voice, just curiosity.

"Uh..." Miroku rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Probably because I kept after this one guard to let me see you..." He trailed off, his face going red.

"Is that so, Monk?" Sango has an amused smile on her face. "And why was that?"

"Because, Sango, I was worried about you," Miroku replied softly reaching out a hand to caress her cheek. "You went off by yourself in the middle of the battle and afterwards I couldn't find you and I didn't know whether you were hurt or not."

Sango smiled softly and reached out a hand to smooth away the anguished expression on Miroku's face. "Well, now you know I am fine; you don't have to worry anymore," she whispered.

Miroku caught her hand and placed a gentle kiss on the palm of it, "Sango I--"

Just then Lady Kikyo walked into the small hut. "I'm sorry, but you must leave for now. The Slayer needs her rest."

"Of course." Miroku kissed Sango's palm once more before placing it gently beside her. "Rest well," he said running his fingers through her hair before rising to leave.

"Will he be allowed to return later?" Sango asked Kikyo before she followed Miroku out of the hut.

"After you have rested a while, we will see if you are strong enough for another visit." Deciding that was probably the best she was going to get, Sango nodded before closing her eyes again. It was only a few seconds before sleep took her again.

Miroku took his time returning to his friends at the base of the hill. He thought of what had just passed between Sango and himself. What would have happened, he wondered, if Kikyo hadn't interrupted them? Perhaps he would be allowed to visit later and he would find out. He sincerely hoped so, for good or ill.

"What's taking him so long?" Inu-Yasha growled. "He's been up there forever!"

"Relax, it's only been 45 minutes, Inu-Yasha," Kagome chided.

"Well, it's been too long! We're all concerned about Sango too and he knows it!" The half-demon paced angrily in front of the fire.

"Mmm...probably not for the same reasons, " Kagome responded enigmatically.

"Huh?"

"Miroku's concerned because he likes Sango," the girl explained. "Maybe this will be what it finally takes to get them to admit it." She sighed happily imagining Miroku and Sango married with little Mirokus and Sangos running around.

"Oh good riddance!" Inu-Yasha rolled his eyes.

"What are you two fighting about now?" Miroku asked as he wandered into the firelight.

"Nothing!" Kagome quickly answered. "And we weren't fighting!"

"Uh-huh; I'm sure," Miroku answered sitting against a tree before the fire. Kirara quickly resumed her place in his lap and gazed at him inquiringly. "She's gonna be ok, girl," Miroku promised stroking Kirara's fur. This seemed to answer her question and she quickly settled down to sleep.