The sun brightly shone through the bedroom window, waking Sango up. She stretched and rolled around on her soft bed for a few minutes trying to wake herself up. "Good morning, Mir-" Sango began until she noticed that her husband wasn't beside her. Sango bit on one of her nails in worry. I could tell that he wasn't himself last night. Something was wrong. Is he okay? She thought nervously as she made her way out of bed. She walked out into the hallway and skipped downstairs, only to find Miroku sitting on the couch.
"Morning!" Sango cheered, happy to see he was okay. Miroku looked at her for a while, as if he had no clue who she was. "Morning..." he groaned lazily as he chugged down a gulp of Genuine Tears he was drinking. Sango was worried now. He wasn't smiling, laughing, or even really talking. She glanced down at the can he held in his hand.
"What's that?" She asked, sounded almost disgusted. Miroku ignored her and opened another can. Sango feeling a little sad walked quietly into the kitchen to think. She sat on the counter, tapping her finger nails rapidly against the marble and biting her nails on the other hand. What's happened to him...? Sango wondered. She groaned then burried her face in her hands. She was scared and confused. She wanted her old Miroku back.
"I'm going out! Don't know or care when I will be back!" Miroku hollered from the living room as he slammed the door behind him. Sango jumped off the counter and walked into the living room to examine the stuff Miroku was drinking earlier. She picked up a half empty can that was left of their coffee table. What the hell is this crap? Sango thought as she shook the can around to hear the contents inside. She took a small whiff of it. Smells sweet... She thought before taking a rather large gulp of the stuff. Her face twisted into a weird form before she set the can back down on the table. Too strong...
"Whatever this stuff is, Miroku is too hooked on it." She said to herself after getting the horrible taste out of her mouth. " Maybe hes just in one of those moods." Sango said almost positivly, smiling. She didn't bother with the stuff for a while and took a shower and got dressed. When she went downstairs she saw Miroku standing at the bottom, as if waiting for her.
"Hi..." Sango said quietly at Miroku who looked to be extremely furious. "Why,Sango?" He began, his arms folded across his chest. Sango was confused at thsi point. "Why, what?" She asked. Miroku pointed to an empty can on the coffee table. "That was my last one...why did you drink it?" Miroku asked calmly but angrily. Sango backed up one stair thinking that Miroku would attack her, or something. Of course she thought he was over reacting over a stupid can of vodka but she didn't dare say so.
"Well!" He roared, snapping Sango out of her thoughts. She didn't reply. instead she only ran up the stairs to their room and locked the door behind her. she dropped on to the bed and burried her face into a pillow. Oh my God!...What the hell is wrong with him! Sango yelled to herself through the pillow. She was sobbing at this point. Miroku had never raised his voice to her or any one before. She was terrified. She wanted her sweet, loving, clumbsy husband back.
A few hours later when Sango had enough courage to go downstairs, she walked slowly through the living room, careful not to wake Miroku who was snoozing on the couch. She slowly reached for the phone and dialed a number. One ring.Two rings.third ring a woman picked up on the other line."Hello?" the voice asked sweetly. It was Sango's friend Kagome. She always looked to her for help."Hi, Kags! Its Sango." Sango whispered. "Sango-chan! Hi!" Kagome cheered, happy to hear from her friend. " Listen Kags, I have a problem..."
"So whats the deal Sango-chan?" Kagome asked her nervous friend. Sango was sitting in Kagomes living room. She always loved this room. It had a beautiful summer feeling to it. Light yellow walls with beautiful plants and pictures everywhere. It always made her feel at peace.
" Miroku...he's...different." Sango began, staring at her hands.
"Well, everyone knows that." Kagome laughed as she took a sip of some green tea she was drinking.
"No...I mean he's changed. He used to be so romantic and funny. but, now I'm too terrified to go near him. He's mean and turning kind of violent." Sango began, tears forming in her beautiful brown eyes. Kagome, now losing her humor and becoming serious leaned forward to her friend.
"Has he hit you?" Kagome asked sweetly. Sango shook her head. "No, but he might... I'm so scared Kagome! But I still love him so much! I don't want to watch him turn into a monster! Help me!" Sango sobbed.
" You're strong Sango. If the old Miroku is still in him, maybe you can do something to bring it out." Kagome replied. Sango looked up. "Like?" She asked. Kagome smiled. "Cook him his favorite food, play his favorite band, or something you do that makes him happy." Kagome replied.
"Okay. Thanks Kags." Sango said, whiping a tear from her eye. She hugged Kagome good-bye and walked out the door to her car. While driving home, she began mentally telling herself stuff that would help Miroku remeber himself. She began to feel a little better. She opened her front door and saw Miroku on the couch, the same as before.
"Hey,baby" Sango said nervously ,trying to get his attention. Miroku didn't even bother to look at her. Sango walked over to the couch and sat next to him. She placed her hand on his leg and began to stroke it softly. Miroku grabbed her hand and took it off his leg. "Don't touch me." He scolded with out a change in his angry but still handsome face. "Whats wrong with you, Miroku?" Sango asked resting her head on his shoulder.
" I said not to fucking touch me!" Miroku yelled getting up from the couch. Sango began to silently cry as Miroku stood and hovered over her. " Your'e a smart girl. If you want to remain unharmed. you will listen to me.Okay?" Miroku asked placing a hand on Sangos head. Sango nodded silently. Miroku stormed into the kitchen to grab a can of vodka. Sango burried her head in her knees. Oh Miroku...Where are you, my love? She thought as she cried silently through the lonely night.
Woot! Hope you enjoyed! I am gettin upset thinking about the ending. I don't want to really give anything away, but if any one is familiar with the movie Cujo then you can guess the ending. Cujo is a great movie with a heart wrenching ending. I would recommend it for all horror movie or animal lovers. Well anyway i hope you enjoy. NO FLAMES REMEMBER!