Hola personas! Hooray for my awesome español! Anyways for those few people who actually read my fanfic I'VE FINALLY WRITEN MY 3RD CHP.!its not to long …so hope you enjoy 

Giggles from various people, or should I say women, could be heard coming from a room in a very extravagant palace.

"C'mon ladies, one at a time please," said a very lecherous monk in an equally lecherous voice.

"Oh, but Master Miroku, I love you more," said a young attractive woman in a sort of pleading voice.

"No!…I want him more," said another woman in a more mature seductive voice.

"Hmph!…both of you are gonna have to wait…he's mine first," stated yet another woman as she walked towards Miroku with swinging hips and a very seductive expression on her face. And then (just as Sango was about to do some not rated teen things to Miroku)…

Miroku woke up…

Once he realized he was awake, Miroku gave a deep sigh. "Damn," Miroku practically screamed "why can't dreams come true!"

"Because then they wouldn't be dreams…" said a low voice in a very heartbroken tone.

Miroku jumped a little, not expecting to get a response from anyone.

He looked around and saw Sango a few yards away from him. She was sitting near the riverbank looking up at the moon, obviously thinking deep. Probably about her brother Kohaku, since they had been in battle yesterday and that always brought up memories for everyone. But even though Sango was sad, she still looked beautiful, the way the moon shined down on her skin…it seemed like she was glowing. Miroku silently stood up, making sure not to wake anybody, and started towards Sango

It wasn't very far, but for some reason, it took him a long while to reach her. As he got closer, he started getting nervous…which was very unmiroku like when it came to women…and he suddenly wished he had stayed in his dream.

When he did reach her, Miroku took a deep breath and was a bout to speak when Sango turned around and stood up. Taken by surprise, he let out his breath right in front of her face and smiled foolishly instead.

Now, face to face, close enough to see the imperfections on each other's faces, Sango spoke

"Miroku…what are you doing up?" asked a blushing Sango.

"Huh…oh, I had a bad cough dream, and you…why are you up?"

Instantly after he asked that question, he wished he hadn't. Sango's eyes glistened with tears that were ready to gush out from her already heartbroken eyes.

"Ummm, forget I asked that."

Sango tried to gulp down her sorrows, but couldn't forget the pain of her past, and looked down in shame. She hated crying, or showing any sign of weakness, in front of people...it made her feel fragile.

Then, Sango felt strong warm arms wrap around her body.

Miroku knew how Sango felt, and he completely disliked seeing her like this…so sad…and so he did what he thought would make her feel safe.

Miroku held her tightly as Sango to gently cry into his shoulders.

They stood there embracing each other like that was the last time they'd ever see each other. After a few moments, he pulled away a little, an cupped her chin in his hand.

Sango found that she couldn't look Miroku straight in the eyes, afraid of what she might see.

He wiped the tears strolling from her eyes down her cheek and gently began to speak.

"Sango, it's going to be okay," Miroku whispered lightly.

Sango looked up into his strong eyes and was completely surprised by what she saw…they weren't what she expected…they were on the verge of tears.

Miroku kept staring at Sango whose tears that kept flowing out made him feel like crap for not being able to stop them. Then, he realized there were tears trying to escape his eyes. 'what?how does she make me feel all these things all at once' Miroku thought.

"You know Sango, I don't like seeing you like this," Miroku said as he saw the teardrops on the edge of her eyelashes.

Every time Miroku spoke, she could feel the warmth of his breath upon her face. And right now, every word he said to her meant so much.

"Sango…," Miroku said as he edged closer to her. Then, Miroku gave her a light kiss and pulled away waiting for any sort of reaction. Usually, this type of action would be rewarded with a slap or two…but not this time.

As Miroku slowly put more space between him and Sango, thinking that she obviously didn't want this, she suddenly pulled him closer to her. Their lips met as unexpectedly as she had pulled him, but there were instant sparks flying everywhere. Just as Miroku was really getting into his first kiss with Sango, the woman he felt so much for, she stopped and pulled away.

Sango inhaled rapidly and she touched her lips with her fingertips.

"I'm sorry…I don't know what got into me…it's just….,"Sango said in a hurried flustered hurried voice.

"Sango, sango…it's okay," Miroku said with a big grin on his face,"…I didn't mind…especially not from you."

Sango blushed and managed to give him a smile.

"So…ummm…good night Miroku," Sango said as she gave Miroku another kiss and left back to camp in less than a minute, leaving him wanting more.

Sango POV

As Sango walked back, she tried gathering all her thoughts about what had just occurred.

When he had kissed her, her whole heart fluttered, but then he had pulled away. Then, she had kissed him, and when he was really starting to kiss back she had pulled away. 'how stupid was I for doing that?' Sango thought as she mentally cursed herself. Worst of all would be that later there would definitely be some awkwardness. More mental curses from Sango.

Then, she heard leaves crack from somewhere behind her. She was pretty sure the footsteps belonged to Miroku, and decided to leave the awkwardness to come for tomorrow.

Sango laid on the floor, rethinking and reliving the moment over and over again, until sleep finally took over her.

Miroku POV

Miroku watched as Sango hurried back to camp 'there goes the woman I love…and I finally kissed her!' Mental high five!

For some reason, Miroku couldn't stop smiling since him and Sango had shared their first kiss together.

When he finally decided to walk back to camp, it had to be at least an hour after midnight. He was trying to be quiet, but ended up stepping on a pile of dried leaves.

Mental curse.

He saw that Sango moved, but he wasn't sure if she was awake or not. He stared in her direction for a while, and thought of all the beauty and sorrow she held within her.

He was also thinking of ways to approach her in the morning. 'Hmmm, maybe if I just go up to her and kiss her (Miroku style), or maybe I could just say "Sango, I love you!", or maybe …he thought as a very sly smile formed on the tips of his lips…I could…NO!NO!NO!

Deciding against that last thought knowing it would definitely get him more than a couple slaps.

Miroku thought for a moment and then a stroke of brilliance came to him… 'I'll act like nothing ever happened!'

Miroku went of to sleep, very pleased with the solution he had come up with, to have more bad cough dreams.

Okay so that's the 3rd chp. Hoped you liked! PLEASE R&R!