A/N: I was requested by a Guest to write a "Sango and Miroku's perspective on Inu Kay's wedding/reunion". Thank you for requesting it, sweetie!

I kinda did Miroku and Sango's version of Kagome's return in another Barks chapter, titled Role-play, if I remember correctly. So I'll try to tackle down the wedding option. I've read many fun wedding fics, but decided to approach the subject from a little different angle. Hope you'll like it.

To Make Sure

Miroku was walking beside his friend, who was glaring his way. It was not Miroku's fault that the tradition was like this. The groom was supposed to wear an outfit which wasn't his usual fire rat. The hanyou was walking in black and red stripped hakama which weren't tied at his ankles. Five red crescent moons adorned the top of his kimono, blood red obi keeping his attire together and Tessaiga in place. The long sleeves of Inuyasha's kimono hid the spot where an ofuda had been plastered to his hand. Miroku still felt a little guilty for applying the holy paper to his friend's hand, but rendering him motionless was the only way he could strip him off his fire rat and dress him properly. Before that Inuyasha had tried to wear his robe under the wedding kimono. And when Miroku finally had finished his deed he had even combed through the hanyous hair. The experience had been very enlightening and entertaining, because the ofuda had permitted him to speak.

And Miroku had learned that even after knowing Inuyasha for four years there still were curses he had not knew before.

Now, as they were nearing the pavilion where Kaede and some of the villagers were waiting, Inuyasha was quite presentable. He was still walking a little stiffly and glaring at Miroku, but the monk knew he did his best to help his friend at his time of need. He walked with a light step, the rings of his staff twinkling like happy bells.

"Why do you drag the staff around?" asked Inuyasha gruffly, trying to focus his attention on anything but his upcoming marriage. He didn't mind marrying, just being the center of everyone's attention was unsettling.

"Oh, this is just in case."

"In case of what?"

"In case you try to run away," Miroku grinned at the glaring hanyou. "And I have more ofudas up my sleeve, just so you know."

"Feh! I ain't running!" Inuyasha folded his arms and looked nervously at the crowd of the villagers. Miroku just jingled his staff a little more.

He was determined to make sure his friend was happy. After all that was what friends were for.

Meanwhile, as Inuyasha and Miroku were entering the pavilion adorned with flowers Sango was leading the bride from Kaede's hut to the same place. Kagome looked wonderful in her white kimono and pretty wig, a simple hood shielding her flushed face from the sunlight and curious glances. Sango was dressed in a fine kimono, but had her slayer's suit under it and her Hiraikotsu was on her back. Kagome eyed the huge weapon.

"Why do you have this?" she asked.

"Oh just to make sure," Sango grinned. "That my sister's wedding goes perfect," both smiled warmly at each other. Soon the pavilion came to view and Sango leaned in to whisper to Kagome. "I asked Kirara to wait behind the nearest shed."

"Huh?" Kagome blinked. The idea of hitting some certain people with Hiraikotsu she understood, but a cat youkai parked behind the shed... not so much.

"You know, if you two don't want to stick around for the reception..." Sango wiggled her brows in a very Miroku way.

"Sango!" Kagome shrieked incredulously and covered her burning cheeks with her long sleeves.

"That's what friends are for, Kagome," Sango grinned. "Come, before Inuyasha loses his patience and spirits you away, married or not."

A/N: Well, it looked better in my head, but I hope you got at least one lil giggle from this.