rating: PG / K+
genre: romance/humor
pairings: Miroku/Sango, Kagome/Inuyasha
summary: Miroku liked to think of himself as an honest man. And just how does an honest man go about arranging some quality time with the object of his affections?
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Miroku liked to think of himself as an honest man. And, being an honest man, he could admit to himself that he was deeply hurt by the disbelief and distrust - not to mention accompanying stinging slap - plainly displayed across the pretty features of his fellow comrade and resisting object of his affections.
"But, Sango, it's the truth! It was Kagome-sama's request." He rubbed his aching cheek. "You didn't have to hit me so hard."
"And you, Houshi-sama, didn't have to grope me!"
"Perhaps not. But Kagome-sama truly did ask-"
"For you to get me alone so just she could spend some time with Inuyasha? Hah!" She crossed her arms and glared. "Try another one, Houshi-sama."
"But, Sango, Kagome-sama really-"
"Miroku-sama!"
was calling him right now.
"Miroku-sama," said person spoke breathlessly as she jogged up to them. She glanced over her shoulder where, in the distance, a certain hanyou was bickering with a certain kitsune. Keeping her voice low, she whispered, "Did you ask her yet?"
"Kagome-chan, so what Houshi-sama said was true?"
"Uh…" She blinked. Then she blushed and shifted uncomfortably. "Er, yeah. Is it okay with you?"
"Well, of course. Since it's a request from you." Looking suddenly downcast and uncomfortable herself, she turned her back on them. "And...I think I owe you an apology, Houshi-sama."
"Uh, that sounds private. I should leave the two of you alone to work it out. See you later, Miroku-sama, Sango-chan."
With the taijiya's back to them, she turned to a certain monk and mouthed with a glare, You owe me one. Then she disappeared and left the two alone, just the way he wanted things to be. He smiled.
Yes, Miroku was an honest man.
Just sometimes…more honest to some than he was to others.