A Dream of a Monk
A/N: Remember, you can always suggest a plot/ship for a Bark.
Sango woke up and realized it was almost midday - how could she sleep in like this? Where was Inuyasha to laugh at her laziness? Where was Miroku to tea-
The slayer tensed when she felt that she wasn't alone in her bed. She wanted to jump from under her blankets and strangle the man who snored softly and pulled her closer to himself when she moved.
When she was turning around to see who was going to die painfully in a few minutes something white caught her eye. She looked up. A bunch of dried herbs was hanging from the ceiling - a gift from Kaede for good luck. A strip of white fabric - a male's underwear - was hanging from it. 'How did it get there?' Sango wondered, for a second forgetting about the man in her bed. Then he murmured something under his breath and Sango looked at him, bloodllust returning to her eyes.
Dark bangs were falling on his face, his expression peaceful as he was resting his head on her pillow, a small smile gracing his lips. The sight of that smile made Sango's memories return to her in an instant.
The previous evening she had became a married woman and this man was her to keep, to love, to tame. As soon as she thought that her cheeks became red and her gaze drifted up to the lucky herbs.
"Good morning, my dearest," a soft kiss was placed on her cheek. Sango turned her head back to her husband just to see his smile widening and his drowsy eyes looking back at her. His grip on her tightened and she suddenly realized they were naked under the fur of a bear - a gift from Inuyasha.
"G-ood day..." Sango said softly.
"I had the most amazing dream," he confessed. "I dreamed about two beautiful girls, twins of immense beauty," he continued. Sango blinked, then scowled, but he didn't notice, his eyes unfocused. "I held them to my chest, close, close... Just like I hold you, my dearest Sango..."
She decided to strangle her husband. That wouldn't be a good start of her married life, but she didn't care. Did he really had no tact? If he had had a dream about other women - during their first night as a married couple! - could he spare her the knowledge?
"They had your starry eyes," he continued and this made the slayer froze before reaching for her wakizashi. "I'd love to call them Towairaito and Yoake... What do you think, beloved, would those names be nice for our daughters?"
Sango decided that - just this once - she would spare the monk and not strangle him with his underwear.
A/N: Google convinced me that Towairaito and Yoake would mean Twilight and Dawn and I'm terrible with names, so... Erm...