Sango was walking through the various shops in the shopping mall with her pervertic boyfriend, Miroku. In my opinion, I have no idea why they are in a relationship when Miroku's bad habit is to rub girls' bottoms and asking them to bare child while the girl blushes and giggles like crap. There are times where he is sweet and romantic but others, well… they turn out to be at the edge of breaking when he really had hurt the kind heart of our dear Sango. sniffs

As they were walking through the crowd, Sango spotted a shop where they sell various kinds of shirts, denim, shoes and bags and they were having 40 off of all the stuff they sell there! The shop was not too crowded, not as deserted as the jewelry shop but just normal. So obviously, Sango wanted to go in there. Like who doesn't want to go to a shop where like everything was like almost ½ price! Sango pulled Miroku away from his flirting business and went into the shop. Miroku could not resist so he just wept away and followed her.

Sango took a variety of clothes to the changing room and stuffed everything into the room since the clothes took half of the room. Miroku waited outside, looking everywhere for victims that he could use the 'flirting skills' of his and rub their bottoms.

First outfit: A denim skirt that was up to her mid-thigh and a plain red tank top with a black belt over it (the blouse).

Miroku raised his eyebrow and shook his head restlessly in disagreement until he stopped and continued looking around for his second prey. The first one rejected him with a slap and returning to her shopping business.

"Sango, you totally do not have taste in your clothes. I mean like, this outfit is like so normal now these days. Why can't you wear something that makes you stand out from the crowd?" Miroku suggested in his own words. Sango had always worn these types of clothes and why can't he accept the fact about it? Sango 'hmphed' and marched back into the changing room to change into something more 'youthful'.

Second outfit: a spaghetti white dress that reached the below her knees and untied stripper boots that covered the end of it. There were laces coming down from the two side of the dress that were long enough to reach her ankle.

Sango came out of the room, having a lot of confidence that gathered into her that Miroku will suggest this one. When she came out, Miroku gave a quick glace at her, turned his face around and said "still not there…" Sango was about to cry because of how angry she was at him. How could he say that without properly examining the outfit that she had chose? 'Idiot' she said under her breathe. 'I'll buy this one

Third outfit: "okay, this outfit way off and too revealing. I think I'll change into a different one." Sango said to Miroku from the changing room. Miroku 'tsked' and insisted "no, no, no, no! I wanna see what my beautiful Sango is wearing!

There was a five second pause until Sango broke it "You sure you won't laugh?"

"I pwomeese my dear Sango!" Miroku assured.

The door flew open and there was Sango, standing there fidgeting.about because of how uncomfortable the clothes made her look like.

Miroku's eyes were wide open and drool was streaming out of his mouth.

Sango was wearing a black tube top that only covered her breasts, a mini-denim skirt that only covered her buttocks and the stripper boots that she wore earlier on because she could not be bothered to take them off.

"Shit, Sango, you look horribly fantastic!" Miroku complimented. "Take that one! Take that one!" now he was jumping around like Mexican jumping beans as he pointed at her. "Please Sango!" and now, he was on his knees, begging her to buy it.

"No way Miroku," Sango said. "This skirt is too short and this tube top, why did I even take this one in with me? If I walk around in town with this, people will think I'm a damn stripper dammit!"

Miroku got up from his knees and locked her eyes with his. "Sango," he said, "do something wild for once in your life!" he clenched the side of her milky-white shoulders with his hands and kissed her soft cheeks, then to her neck that was craning for his lips.

"Stop, Miroku." Sango said. He wiggled out of his grasped and looked at him with her hands holding his. "I don't want to do something bad. I'll go in and change to another outfit! Wait here" what a fast way to change her appearance, Miroku thought.

Fourth outfit: jeans and t-shirt. But one thing that was weird: they both liked it.

Miroku had a nose bleed and Sango pulled out a piece of tissue from the packet and helped him wipe it off.

Her jeans were denim and it was extremely tight so you could see the shape of her legs and the shirt was so see-through that you could see her black knickers.

Miroku could not stand the heat anymore. "Sango" he said in a pervertic voice. He pushed Sango into the dressing room with him and he turned it on. (Lol, on haha) He closed the door behind him and trapped Sango between the mirror and him.

"Sango, don't where these type of clothes anymore" Miroku pleaded.

Miroku kissed her soft-delicate lips that he always desired when they were alone. His arms were wrapped around her waist as he gradually lifted up her shirt.

Miroku managed to slip off her tight jeans with the help of the wall that Sango positioned them to be on instead of the mirror because it was cold. His hands gripped every part of her naked flash and he was starting to slip off that irritating black bra and panties.

Sango unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the ground. Miroku slid his left thigh in between her thighs while the other was leaning against the wall to help him move deeper and deeper into her.

Sango looked the fact that her milky thighs were tangled with his muscular-tanned ones.

Sango slipped her hand stealthily and moved towards his arm and up to his neck, lifting up his shirt and over his shoulders and out it goes!

Miroku's hands were unclipping Sango's bra since he managed to slip off her black-cotton panties. He threw her bra onto the floor and moved his lips to her neck, the chest then sucked her cherry nipples that were hardened when he moved to her chest. Sango groaned in pleasure threw her chest forward and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Sango untangled her legs and dropped her legs next to his feet as both of them found each other's lips.

One of Miroku's hands was cupping her breasts as he played with her nipple while the other was teasing her flesh with his fingertips.

Sango's lips went down to Miroku's neck while Miroku's were kissing every bare flesh she revealed to him as he went from one shoulder to another, swirling their tongues as they made their way to their most desired places.

"Sango," Miroku murmured as he kissed her cheek bone. "You will be mine and no one else's" and went back to kissing her lips with his tongue licking her lips to gain entrance into hr mouth. She kindly let him in. His tongue felt all of her teeth as he licked her tongue an d licked the sides of her mouth.

And you will be mine,

forever