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Part 25. Boys don't cry.

Eight days, three hours and 49 minutes had passed since he last saw her. Not that he was counting. He thought of reaching out more than daily, but he was scared to push her further. So he did the only thing he could think of.

- Please, Sango! Just tell me… she's still mad, isn't she? Oh god, I bet she hates me.

- Would you just calm down? Jeez, and I thought Miroku was annoying. She's been quite busy. Her family came to visit last weekend, so she's been cramming for finals and barely sleeping… Be patient, alright? She'll come around. - Sango knew this was like asking a pig to fly, but in all honesty she believed they could fix this. It was just a matter of time.

- Fine. I trust you. - Damn wench, she's probably exhausting herself to death.

Inuyasha did, in fact, trust Sango. But he had to do something before he went insane.


A.N. Wow, long time no see, again. Freaking pandemics. But guess what? Story is all written out, only 5 more chapters + epilogue to go, so this time I won't keep you waiting :) Take care of yourselves!