\/p>

-1Miroku stared into his ramen broth, a blank expression his face. This situation was making him nervous. That son of a bitch Taka was going to be taking Sango, his Sango, on a date today. What if the bastard got her to fall for him? No. Sango would never consider another man….then again they had been friends since they were born….What if old feelings were re-kindled!

His eyes darted to and from Taka and Sango. Sango was busy slurping her noodles, and Taka was smiling at her lovingly. Miroku scowled again. Dick. How dare he eye his precious Sango like his tiger-demon, Minoru! She wasn't something to be admired like a trophy!

Sango set her noodles down, and then stared at her lap.

"So Taka-kun. Are you ready to leave?"

Miroku felt jealousy pang through him. She knew him well enough to call him by his real name, and with the friendly suffix of kun! He himself had to be addressed and "Houshi-sama", a distant and cold term. How did he earn her respect?

"So eager Sango-chan," Taka chuckled. He stood and outstretched his hand to her, a perfect gentleman. Sango grabbed his hand and smiled at him with a silent thank you. After she had pulled herself up, she brushed her kimono off. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it affectionately, smiling at her again. Sango blushed and allowed it. The two departed for the village nearby.

Or so they said.

"Where are we going?" Sango asked, looking around suspiciously. This wasn't the way to the village.

"It's a surprise," Taka assured. He continued to pull her through the forest blindly. Sango shrugged her suspicion off. She trusted Taka. She stared at the floor, trying to count the leaves and sticks. The sun cast a strange pattern through the canopy, illuminating the floor below.

"Here we are," he said. Sango pulled herself out of her trance and stared at the scenery before her. A stream ran through a little valley….

Whoa! Wait a second! This looked all too familiar!

"Oh Taka it's beautiful but…I can't have a date here. You see, this is where Houshi-sama proposed to me…" Sango confessed. She started to reminisce the past, smiling at the sweet memory.

Taka looked confused.

"Sango. This is where I proposed to you."

Sango's eyes widened. That's right! On the other side of the river!

"Remember? We were teenagers. After we destroyed a demon in the nearby village, we came down here to wash off. We started kissing and touching. And then we realized that we had had feelings for each other for a long time. I asked you to spend the rest of your life with me and you said you would."

"Yeah yeah I remember," Sango said, blushing. She couldn't believe she had forgotten something like that.

"I was hoping maybe we could get married here."

"B-but Taka Houshi-sama proposed to me here as well."

He smiled that kind, warm smile down at her. "I know. That is one of the man reasons I want to hold it here. I know you love him as well as me, and I want you to be able to hold that love, even if you are marrying me."

Sango's cheeks were painted pink. How sweet.

"So my dear," he grabbed her hands again. "What do you say?"

Sango stared at her feet. "I uh….I can't decide. I want to. I do love you Taka. I really do but…."

"You love him too," he finished her sentence for her. Then he sighed. Dropping her hands, he turned his head away.

"I'm sorry…" Sango whispered.

Taka sighed again, then faced her. "Don't be. You are my friend Sango. I will honor your decision. But just know…" he said, backing her in to a nearby tree. He pressed his forehead to hers, and whispered into the crook of her neck. "I will never give up." His hot breath tickled the nerves on her skin, and she shivered in pleasure. He pulled away, torturing her. She groaned. He shouldn't be allowed to do that.

"L-let's go back," she suggested, turning. She walked back hurriedly, afraid to face him. He followed shortly after, smirking. She was so damn cute!

"There you are!" Kagome said. "How was your time with Taka Sango?"

"G-good," Sango blushed.

Miroku was so easily jealous. What had that bastard done to her to make her blush! Was it such a good time that it had to be held secret from the others? Him! Oh he'd show her what a good time was!

Miroku stood, a determined look upon him.

"Sango…"

Sango glanced at him, embarrassed all of a sudden. What was wrong with her? She shouldn't have felt shamed for enjoying some time with Taka but she couldn't help it. "Yes Houshi-sama?"

"Lets go on a date," Miroku offered, holding his hand out to her. He smiled kindly, warming Sango's heart. She felt her stomach flutter with nerves. She had been waiting for this moment for so long!

"B-but it's so late…" she stuttered, trying to sound un-eager, as Kagome instructed.

"Exactly my point. I wanted to take you stargazing, my dear Sango."

Sango blushed yet again. "O-ok."

The two walked away from the campsite in silence, both smiling like idiots. Taka stared after them nervously, biting his bottom lip. Kagome glanced at him, and raised a brow.

"What's wrong Taka-sama? Are you worried Miroku'll steal Sango's heart?"

Taka glared down at her, seriousness in his eyes. His emerald green eyes bore into her soul, deeper than she had ever felt. "No that's not it. I'm positive that Sango would never fall for any other man than me. What I'm worried about is her safety. Through my searching for Sango, I encountered many a woman who spoke of the monk's perverted ways. I'm not only afraid that he would try to violate her, but more so that he will break her heart…"

Kagome felt shivers crawl down her spine. Wow. This guy really loved Sango. Miroku had some pretty tough competition. Though she herself wouldn't mind taking a piece outta' this cake. She looked Taka up and down. Yummy.

Meanwhile, Sango and Miroku were walking through the forest in yet more silence. Sango constantly was glancing at him, then turning away blushing like crazy. He looked so handsome and…and sexy! It must have been the way moonlight hit his tanned skin…and the starlight reflected from his gorgeous purple eyes…

Sango blushed then scolded herself. What was she thinking! God she was such a slut! First she was blushing and all over Taka, and now she was thinking Miroku was hot! Ugh, disgusting.

"Sango? You alright?" Miroku inquired, leaning over slightly to look her in the eye.

Sango snapped out of her trance, "Huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry."

Miroku smiled again, "It's alright. We're here."

Sango looked around. It was just a normal field, nothing special. But considering she was with Miroku, it was the most magnificent spot of scenery she had ever seen.

Sango smiled then sat on the grass. Small sprouts of baby's breath and other weeds shot out from the ground around her. She started to toy with them, plucking them out of the ground like a four year old. Miroku sat next to her, and placed his hand over hers, stopping her. She blushed and looked at him quizzically, his smile frightening her.

"Let's leave them to live, eh? How would you like it if you were kidnapped?"

Sango blushed, then looked away, ashamed of her stupidity. How old was she?

"Sorry Houshi-sama."

"I'll let it slide," he said, placing his hand under her cheek. He turned her face toward his own, staring her in the eyes. "If you stop calling me that."

Sango blushed again. "Sorry Houshi-sam-"

She was cut off by Miroku's lips gracing her with a gentle kiss.

"Wrong name," he breathed into the crook of her neck. His hot words tickled her nerves, causing her to shiver.

"H-Houshi-sama don't-"

Another kiss stopped her in mid-sentence. This time, the kiss was a little more passionate, a little harder against her lips.

"Sango, we can do this all night," Miroku suggested, crawling on top of her. His bangs fell from his face, blending with the night sky behind him. The trail of his pony tail sat on his broad shoulder, giving him a sexy, older look. Sango blushed deeper. She had to stop this before it got any farther.

"Miroku. Get off of me," she whispered, bringing her hands together at her chest cutely. She cowered behind her fists, internally praying he wouldn't rape her.

"What's the magic word, baby?" Miroku said coarsely into her neck. He inhaled her sweet scent, thoroughly enjoying the feel of her under him.

"Please Miroku," Sango gasped. Eek! No rape! Please!

Miroku smirked. God that turned him on. But, respecting her wishes, he obliged and removed himself from her. He sat next to her, smiling like a moron, like he had accomplished something. Sango sat up, blushing like crazy. Idiot. Just who did he think he was! ….maybe her fiance…. but still! It was embarrassing when he touched her like that!

Miroku reached down and squeezed her hand affectionately, silently apologizing for being so forward. She smiled at him, silently accepting his apology back. The two then turned their attention to the sky line before them, and watched the stars as previously planned.

Taka watched in the bushes, jealousy and rage inflamed in his eyes.

No one touched his Sango like that.

Now there would be hell to pay.

\/p>