AN: Enjoy! R&R.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. I just like to kidnap him ever so often.
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Forgetting to Forgive

Chapter 1
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-------5 Years Later-------

-smack-

Miroku rubbed the red print forming on his cheek as he watched his latest dumpee, Shima, flounced off. 'I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave…' A short sigh behind him made him turn around, still holding his assaulted face.

"So, how long did that one last?" Sango didn't even try to look actually interested in his answer.

She'd known Miroku for the last 3 years, and it was the same thing every time. He'd chase a skirt till she gave in or slapped him hard enough to leave her fingerprints behind. The ones he that fell for his sly words didn't last long. Mostly they would catch him flirting with another woman and then smack him. He never showed much remorse for his actions, just interest in his next prospect.

Miroku smiled devilishly.

"Two weeks."

Sango actually looked a little surprised.

"Wow. Is that a record?" She asked sarcastically. Miroku seemed a bit solemn for a second, but it was gone before Sango even noticed.

"No." He turned his attention away from her and back to what was going on in the bar around them. Sango didn't pay him much mind. He was probably looking for his next arm candy.

The shortest "relationship" Sango had witnessed was 5 minutes long. Herself, Miroku and Inuyasha were at their local café, Maggie's. Miroku had snagged a college student and had her eating out of his hands. That is, until a prettier, bustier, woman walked in. Miroku immediately set the young girl aside to pursue the other. The busty blonde didn't take too well to Miroku's courting and soon he was sauntering back to their booth sporting his trademark red handprint. Sango was sitting back sipping on a cooled mocha, Inuyasha was enjoying the show, and the student just gaped at Miroku. He slid into the booth with a sigh and asked the girl, "So where were we?" Sango didn't get a chance to finish that mocha. After giving him a matching handprint on his other cheek, the girl grabbed Sango's drink off the table and emptied it over Miroku's head. Inuyasha laughed till he was blue in the face, and Miroku laughed it off as well.

Sango had grown use to their antics by now. These two were her guys. They were together every weekend and often hung out through the week. She never knew how she got stuck with such morons as best friends, but she wouldn't trade them for anything. She sighed at her reminiscing and took a look around the bar. It was surprise when her eyes found Miroku's, half way across the room. Her heart secretly belonged to him, not that she would ever tell him that. She had gotten very good at hiding her disappointment every time he chased after a new girl. Her expressions were carefully kept under check. Inuyasha and Miroku even had bets on who could make her react; who could make her blush. Miroku always won those bets. He'd bring up what the first day they met and have her blushing the most interesting shades of red. 'Will you bare my children? ...Honestly.' Miroku gave her a little wave before turning to a woman with cropped black hair.

"That Yura is a freak..." Inuyasha came somewhere behind Sango and nodded his head in the direction of the woman with Miroku.

"How would you know?" She'd never seen Inuyasha date much. He spent more time betting anyone he could around the bar. Arm wrestling, darts, and beer chugging that usually led to karaoke; after he was really hammered.

"I've never been with her if that's what you're asking." Inuyasha looked slightly offended.

"Well?"

"She has an obsession with hair. How do you think she reacted to me?" Inuyasha jabbed a finger at his white locks.

"Point taken." Sango sighed again. This just wasn't her night. She'd usually have a decent time, but the whole day seemed to be off. Like a rainy day that sucked all energy out of you.

"I think I'm going to go Yash."

"Got work in the morning?"

"Yeah. Besides, I'm just being a drag anyway."

"We could always get you some tequila…" A light blush dashed across Sango's face and Inuyasha threw his arms in the air triumphantly.

"Yes! Finally! Hey Miroku! Pay up!" Inuyasha yelled across the bar to where Miroku was sitting with Yura in his lap, chatting away while she fingered his pony tail. Miroku looked their way just in time to see a ticked Sango slug Inuyasha in his upper arm. He snickered lightly.

"Excuse me love, I'll only be a minute." He untangled himself from Yura and made his way over to his friends.

"Damn Sango, lay off the roids." Inuyasha rubbed his sore arm, hoping it wouldn't bruise. When Miroku made his way to them Inuyasha visibly brightened.

"Pay up." He smiled and stuck his hand out to Miroku.

"Fine. But that wasn't worth $20." Inuyasha grumbled a bit but agreed. He'd only ever gotten Sango to blush this once, and she turned nowhere near as red as Miroku could make her get.

"Fine. I'll take half."

"I was going to say $5." Inuyasha looked ready to yell, but he dropped into a whisper with a evil grin.

"Oh really. And I think I should tell Sango here all about your night with Jakotsu."

"I thought he was a woman!" A startled Miroku raised his voice in alarm and the bar went quiet. Miroku groaned and hid his face with his hand. He was startled once again when Inuyasha threw back his head and laughed. The partying resumed around them as Inuyasha tried to catch his breath.

Sango chuckled at Miroku's expense before feeling a little sorry for him. She had met Jakotsu not so long ago and had been confused herself.

"Ha. Aww man you should have seen your face. You were white as a ghost." Inuyasha breathlessly teased Miroku who still hung his head in shame.

"Miroku?" Sango put her hand on his shoulder.

"What?" He turned and looked at her. She looked genuinely concerned.

"... So, how was he?" Inuyasha roared and slapped Sango a high five. Miroku scowled at the giggling pair.

"Oh, shut up." He slapped a folded $10 into Inuyasha's hand.

"That won't buy you a ticket out of hell."

"Yeah. Yeah." Inuyasha grinned then skipped off to find someone willing to make a bet. Sango smiled at Miroku and he smiled back, letting her know she was forgiven.

"Hey, I was just about to head out."

"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sure. Maggie's?"

"Ok."

"Have you and Inuyasha decided who's driving?"

"Um, I think he is. Or maybe it was me..." Miroku tried to remember if they had discussed it all. Sango shook her head.

"Call me if you need a ride." A perverted grin made its way across Miroku's face. "Oh, I'd love a ride, Sango dear." Sango sighed. She knew it was coming.

"Hentia."

"You know it." Sango waved bye to him and went to find Inuyasha. She found him at the pool tables next to a blaring jukebox.

"Yash!" She got as close as she could and cupped her hands around her mouth.

"I'm out. Call me if you need a ride." Inuyasha nodded that he heard her and waved goodbye. Sango made her way through the crowd to the parking lot and fresh air. She found her small 2 door quickly and made her way home.

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AN: Kinda short... hmmm.
Me - "Wow. I got this out the next day. Go me!"
CrAzYfAnGiRlABR - "It's only because you have no life."
Me - "Your words cut me. T-T"