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Chapter 6: Wedding BellsMiroku woke up the next morning to a strange noise. It sounded like scratching or rumbling; he wasn't sure which. 'What the hell is that?' He turned over, wondering if Sango was bothered by the noise as much as he was. To his surprise, Sango wasn't in bed. 'Where is she?' He sat up and noticed Sango rummaging through one of her drawers. "Sango, what are you doing?" he asked.
She turned around and noticed him sitting up. "Oh… Miroku, I'm so sorry! Did I wake you up?" she asked.
"Yeah, you did," he replied. "What are you doing?"
"Looking for my medicine bag," she answered.
He got out from under the sheets, and sat on the floor next to her. "Why?" he asked, placing a hand on her forehead. "Are you sick?"
She pulled his hand from her head and held it in her own. "No, I'm fine," she replied. "I just need to use it to carry my make-up to the church."
Miroku looked at her, his face slightly pained. "Are you leaving soon?"
Sango nodded. "Yeah, I have to be there by noon and it's a little after eleven right now," she answered. "Speaking of which, I need to get dressed." She opened another drawer and pulled out a pair of jeans and a pink halter top.
"Oh… Sango… Before I forget," Miroku started. Sango looked down at him and he continued, "What was that noise I heard?"
Sango made a thoughtful noise and looked in the drawer that she was originally looking in. She picked up a chain and asked, "Is this what you heard?"
"I don't know," he answered looking at the chain dangling from her fingers. It was a long string of large chain links. (A/N: Kind of like the chains on a punk belt. If you're punk or gothic, you understand what I mean.) Sango moved the chain around on the bottom of the wooden drawer and the same sound that woke him came to his ears. "Yeah, that was it. Why do you have a chain anyway?" he asked, a questioning look in his eyes.
"I clip it on my jeans every now and then," she replied happily. She watched in amusement as he cocked an eyebrow at her. "What? Didn't think that I could be a rebel?" she asked teasingly.
"No, I thought you could," he answered. "It's just that now that I know that, you seem so much sexier." He threw a seductive grin her way.
Sango stood up with a small smirk of her own. "Under normal circumstances, I'd probably prove it to you, but I need to hurry up. You can get dressed out here, while I go in the bathroom, alright?"
"Fine," Miroku sighed. He wanted to spend some time with Sango before they had to separate, but looks like that plan went down the toilet. Reluctantly, he stood up and followed Sango's directions.
A little later, Miroku was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for Sango to come out of the bathroom. She opened the door and went back to her drawer to collect more items in her bag. Once she finished, she noticed that Miroku hadn't taken his eyes off her the whole time. She sat down next to him and asked, "Ok, what is it?"
"What do you mean?" he asked innocently.
"You know…." She replied, moving her body right up against his. She put a hand on his thigh and continued, "Why haven't you stopped watching me the past couple of minutes?" She started rubbing his leg in order to ensure that she got an honest answer from him.
Miroku cursed himself. He couldn't resist a sexy Sango at the moment. "I'm seething."
"Seething?" she repeated, stopping the rub on his leg. "Why?"
Miroku sighed. "Because I think about the guy who'll be lucky enough to wake up next to you for the rest of his life. You're an amazing woman and whoever the lucky guy is who finally gets you, I'm completely jealous of him." (A/N: Feel free to 'aww' and sigh at this love filled moment.)
Sango smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. She wrapped one arm around his waist and grabbed his hand with her free one. "I'm jealous of the woman who gets to hear you tell her sweet nothings from you for the rest of her life. You know exactly what to say and how to make me feel loved. I love so much for that Miroku." She looked at him and they leaned towards one another sharing a loving and passionate kiss. They broke off and Sango said, "I don't want to, but I have to go. I'll see you later Miroku." She kissed his cheek, then stood up and walked out of the room.
Miroku was lying on the couch later. It was now 12:30 in the afternoon and he'd been lying there since Sango left. He couldn't forget what they'd said before she left. Then, what Inuyasha said to him the day before popped into his head.
-Flashback-
"You want my advice?" Inuyasha asked. Miroku looked over to him and Inuyasha continued. "Propose to her."
"What?" Miroku stammered, starting to laugh nervously. "You're kidding, right?" Inuyasha shook his head. "Propose to her? I don't know… I mean what if she's not thinking as seriously as I am? And we did just start getting reacquainted with one another…"
"But you do love her right?" Inuyasha said. Miroku nodded to him.
-End Flashback-
'I love her, but when I told Inuyasha that I wasn't ready, the end really wasn't in sight,' he thought. 'Now though…. Today's really our last day together. What am I going to do?'
-Flashback-
Miroku cursed himself. He couldn't resist a sexy Sango at the moment. "I'm seething."
"Seething?" she repeated, stopping the rub on his leg. "Why?"
Miroku sighed. "Because I think about the guy who'll be lucky enough to wake up next to you for the rest of his life. You're an amazing woman and whoever the lucky guy is who finally gets you, I'm completely jealous of him."
Sango smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. She wrapped one arm around his waist and grabbed his hand with her free one. "I'm jealous of the woman who gets to hear you tell her sweet nothings from you for the rest of her life. You know exactly what to say and how to make me feel loved. I love so much for that Miroku."
-End Flashback-
Quickly Miroku sat up on the couch and voiced his thoughts aloud. "That's it! There's no reason that I can't be that guy and there's no reason that she can't be that girl!" He jumped off the couch and looked around for his shoes. He slipped them on, then glanced at the clock. "12:45," he read. "I've got time." He rushed out of the hotel room thinking, 'I'm about to change the course of my life today.'
Sango looked in the mirror and sighed. It was about 1:15 that afternoon and she was already exhausted. The minute she arrived at the church, she was put through hair and make-up, then was told to put on her dress. Now, she finally had time to catch her breath and glance at her reflection. Her hair was up in a clip, save for a small strand that hung in her face and her make-up was bright and cheery. She wore a floor-length lilac dress that was strapless. Across the front was a sequined pattern and a small flower was placed behind her ear. All the other bridesmaids were dressed in the same fashion.
Sango couldn't hide the small pang of depression inside her though. It had taken awhile for Miroku to weasel his way back into her thoughts; all the wedding preparations banned the thought of him. She was reminiscing about their relationship and how they'd escalated over the week when the most horrid thought struck her. 'This is our last day together.' She got up from the vanity and walked over to sit on the couch next to Ayame. The other bridesmaids were busy chatting to a bubbly Kagome.
Ayame noticed Sango's downcast face and asked, "Sango, what's wrong?" Immediately, all attention became focused on Sango.
She sighed. "It's just that I have something on my mind."
"Something? Or someone?" Kagome asked with a smirk.
Sango sighed once more. "Fine, someone."
All the bridesmaids moved a bit closer to Sango. Yuka asked the question on everyone's minds. "Who?!"
"My boyfriend," Sango replied flatly.
"You have a boyfriend?!" Ayumi said in shock. Sango nodded and the girl continued her questioning. "Is he here today?" Again, Sango nodded, so Ayumi pulled out another question. "Is he staying at the hotel with us?"
"Yeah," Sango answered nervously, knowing that she'd have to tell them the truth. "In fact, he's staying in the same room with me."
"Really? Isn't that kind of a cramped fit though?" Eri asked, completely clueless. "I mean, you, your boyfriend, and Miroku—"
"You loser!" Kagome exclaimed, cutting Eri off with a nudge in the side. "Miroku is her boyfriend!"
Three pairs of eyes all looked at Sango in shock and three voices proclaimed in unison, "He is?!"
Sango sent a glare Kagome's way. "Thanks a lot Kagome! You can't keep a secret to save your life!" She looked over at the three girls and replied, "Yes, Miroku's my boyfriend and I'm very proud of it."
"So I'm guessing things are serious huh?" Ayame asked.
Kagome scoffed and answered before Sango. "Oh yeah, they're serious!"
"Serious like how I'm thinkin'?" Yuka asked. Kagome nodded and all eyes on Sango widened.
"My god Kagome!" Sango exclaimed, getting to her feet. "Can't you keep your mouth shut just once?! I don't want my private life to be public knowledge! What I do in my bed is my business and the world doesn't need to know!" Angrily, she walked out of the room. She had to just get away from them; she needed to think.
Inuyasha was freaking out. It was almost 1:30 and only the four groomsmen were around. (A/N: In other words… best man is MIA!!) Grabbing Koga, he asked, "Have you seen Miroku yet?" At Koga's negative headshake, he growled. "Where is that idiot?! We have to get in the church in 20 minutes and the wedding starts in half an hour! What a day for him to run late!"
Miroku burst through the door, panting hard. "I'm sorry I'm late," he apologized. "Traffic's backed up three blocks back, so I ditched my cab and ran here."
"Where were you?!" Inuyasha screeched. "You were supposed to be here at 1:00!! What took you so long?"
"I had to go buy something," Miroku explained. (A/N: . ) "It took longer than I thought it would."
"I don't care about your souvenir shopping! Go get changed! We have half an hour until the wedding!" Inuyasha barked.
"I'm going! I'm going!" Miroku replied, walking over to a dressing room. 'This is going to be a long day.'
Sango walked around outside for awhile; she just needed to clear her head. As she walked around, she found a familiar area; the small garden she had sat in the first day of rehearsals. She found the same bench from before and came up to it. Brushing it off so as to not sully her dress, she sat down on the bench. Sighing, she placed her head in her hands and said out loud, "Our last day together… how can we manage through this?"
"Sango?"
She looked up and gasped in fright. "Miroku? What are you doing here? You're not supposed to see me until the wedding."
"That's the bride," he answered, sitting down next to her.
"Oh…" she stammered. "What are you doing here?"
"I needed to just get away. It's a little tense back there," he said.
"Yeah, I know the feeling," she agreed.
He looked at her for a moment. Everything he'd ever wanted in a girl was sitting next to him and he was smitten. Sango just looked absolutely stunning, simply sitting next to him admiring the flowers in the garden. He could feel his, as Inuyasha called it, 'souvenir' in his pants pocket and he knew that the opportunity was perfect. "Hey Sango," he started. She turned and looked in his eyes as he continued. "I know we haven't been together long, but I—"
"Sango! Come on! We have to get ready!"
Ayame's voice interrupted Miroku's speech. Sango stood up and called back to her. "I'm coming Ayame!" Sango turned back to Miroku. "Miroku, what were you going to say?"
"Oh… nothing…" he replied. "We probably both need to get in there."
"Alright…" Sango said, noticing that something was up with her boyfriend. She took his hand and they walked back into the church.
Sango couldn't stop wondering what Miroku had been trying to say to her in the garden. She was hardly listening to the preacher's sermon and almost forgot her cue to give Kagome her vows. So many ideas were wondering through her mind of what Miroku could have been trying to say to her. She banished a lot of them though; there was no way he'd be asking her that. As Kagome and Inuyasha started to go through their 'I dos', she looked over at Miroku. He smirked at her and gave her a look that told her to hold on a minute. As Inuyasha said 'I do', Sango noticed Miroku mouth the same thing, only he was looking straight at her.
She smirked, realizing the game he was playing with her. She decided to play along with him. As she waited for Kagome to get through the whole speech, she gave Miroku an expectant look and waited. As Kagome said 'I do', Sango mouthed the same thing to Miroku. They both smiled at each other and suppressed the urge to laugh. Kagome and Inuyasha kissed and then the couples all filed out of the church.
They all went into a large dressing room to wait for the photographers to set up and wait for the other guests to filter out of the church. Miroku held Sango's hand and pulled her into a corner of the room, away from everyone else. "So, you decided to play along?" he asked, looking down at her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Well, it was such an easy game to play. Especially when I really wanted to play with you."
He wrapped his arms around her waist and replied, "Let me tell you, when the preacher said 'you may kiss the bride', I was going to go over and kiss you."
"Good thing you didn't," she answered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked playfully. "You don't like kissing me anymore?"
"No Miroku, of course not!" she replied. "It's just if you did that, Kagome and Inuyasha would have killed you, and I don't particularly want a dead boyfriend." He was looking down at her and she stroked his cheek. "So, do you still have that kiss for me?"
"When do I ever not have a kiss for you?" Miroku leaned down and fixed his lips to Sango's. They stood in the corner of the room, their lips locked with each to her's and never wanting to break the contact they held.
Hojo, one of the groomsmen, wandered over to the couple. "Hey, you two… the photographer's--" he stopped, finally noticing what exactly they were doing. "Oh my… sorry for interrupting…"
At the sound of Hojo's voice, the young couple had broken off their kiss. Sango put her arms on Miroku's shoulders and laid her head on his chest. Miroku kept his arms on her waist and looked over at Hojo, saying, "No, we're through. What is it?"
Hojo then continued his announcement. "The photographer's ready."
"Alright," Miroku said, glancing down at Sango. "We'll be right there."
The photographs went by quickly and easily. There were the traditional pictures: bride/groom, all of the bridesmaids, the maid of honor and the bride together, the groomsmen, best man, and the groom together, the bride and maid of honor, and finally, the groom and best man. Kagome then went up to the photographer, whispered something to him and then all the couples took pictures by themselves. Finally, the newlywed couple took a picture with their best friends, Miroku and Sango.
Later, around 4:30, the party went over to the ballroom for the reception. They all came and sat down in their places at the table at the head of the room. Miroku sat right next to Sango and all through the introductions, he held her hand.
They all hung around and went out to the dance floor to dance. Around 5:00, Sango came back to the table and sat down next to Miroku. "Hey, Miroku, can I ask you something?" She looked over at him with pleading eyes.
He looked over at her and said, "Sure. Anything."
She looked into his eyes intently. "What were you going to ask me in the garden?"
Miroku suddenly had an attack of nerves. "Oh… it was nothing." He tried to get up, but Sango grabbed his arm.
"No, it was something," she exclaimed. "And I'd like to know!"
"It's nothing Sango," he answered, breaking his arm from her grasp. "Don't worry about it. It wasn't anything."
She stood up and stood in front of him. "I'm not worried about the question; I'm worried about you," she replied. "You're lying to me Miroku! You promised me we were in the open, so why are you hiding something from me?"
"Sango, it's nothing. Just forget about it," he answered her. He walked around her and towards the balcony. 'I can't tell her now,' he thought. 'The moment's not right.'
The DJ stopped the music and announced over the loudspeaker, "Alright, now will the best man and maid of honor come up and make our first toast?"
Miroku turned around and walked up onto a stage set next to the DJ stand, with Sango up there waiting for him. There was a microphone set on the stage and the DJ handed them both a glass of champagne.
Miroku looked out in the crowd and began. "I guess it only makes sense that me and Sango would be making this toast. We've known those two lovers since grade school. The four of us were always close, but somehow, those two were always closer."
Sango picked up right where he left off. "We've always known that they would end up together." She looked over at Kagome and Inuyasha and said teasingly, "What took you two so long?" The whole room burst into laughter and Sango waited until it died down before continuing. "Anyway, from your two best friends, we have to say congratulations. We all hope you two are happy together." She and Miroku raised their glasses and the whole room called 'cheers'.
The couple clinked their glasses together and drank down the champagne quickly. Sango turned and started to walk down from the stage. Miroku grabbed her arm to stop her and grabbed the microphone. "I'd like to say something else," he said to the crowd.
The audience redirected their attention to the stage. Sango could feel all eyes glued to her and on her and Miroku's intertwined fingers, and her cheeks were flaring up. She stammered quietly, hoping that the microphone wouldn't pick it up. "Miroku… what are you doing?"
He ignored her question and continued addressing the crowd. "I learned something this week. I learned that no matter how much you say that you hate someone, in actuality, you have a huge amount of affection for them, maybe even, love them."
Sango gasped. She wasn't sure if he meant them, but it sounded so much like their situation, she couldn't help it. 'What is he doing?' she thought. 'Why is he doing this in front of all these people?!'
Miroku got down on one knee in front of Sango. He continued speaking, without the aid of the microphone, but the device still picked up every word. "Sango, we started out this week thinking that we hated each other. Then, the first night, I realized that all this time, I felt the opposite for you; not hate, but I loved you. Then we got to go out on a few dates, we've gotten to know each other, and we've spent so much time together just the two of us. Now, it's time for this week to end and for us to go back to our normal lives, but I don't think I can. I don't think that I can live without you."
Sango could feel the tears forming in her eyes. Miroku was pouring everything out to her in front of all these people. She couldn't believe that he felt this strongly for her. Admittedly though, she felt that way too, but she didn't have the courage to do what he was doing now. She put a hand on her beating heart and could only stutter, "Oh…. Miroku…."
"And I do this because I want to ask you this," Miroku replied, cutting her off. He went into his pocket and pulled out a ring. Sango's hands flew over her mouth immediately and tears fell down her cheeks. He looked up at her and asked her the most important question of their lives.
"Sango Yamata, will you marry me?"
End of Chapter 6!!A/N: How many of you will now review with this face: O.O? Seriously, how many of you? Yes faithful readers, a proposal! And I'm evil enough to cut it off before her answer!! Bad Kaoli… bad! But it's so much fun!!
I have no clue when I'll update next. My World History project's under control, but I've now found summer reading that I forgot! Oh woe is me….
And folks, there are two chapters left of 'An Emotional Wedding'. There is a sequel to it, but who knows when I'll post that. And if you're in dire need of Miroku/Sango reading, check out my new story, 'This Wasn't In The Job Description'. While 'An Emotional Wedding' is coming to an end, this one's only beginning!!
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