--Next to Godliness--
Sango walked around the bedroom, fluffing pillows and straightening knickknacks as she went. It had become a habit, making sure that the apartment was neat before Miroku came home. In the front room, she heard his key in the lock, signaling his return. In a few moments he was walking through the door, loosening his tie and putting an arm around her.
"Why, hello, my dear- it seems you've been busy." He kissed her, lightly at first, then more insistently.
She simply grinned mischievously before sliding her arms around his neck.
Some time later, Sango looked around the room from her position under the covers. Pillows were everywhere, a shoe was on the dresser, and a little lacy pink something was hanging from the lamp.
"Well," she said, a little out of breath, "this was clean."