Back home Sango went to the dance studio early before anyone else came. put in her cd of mixes. First song to play was Justin Timberlake - Señorita. She wore a red dress with black heels, her hair half down half up. She started to move her hips to the song until her body warmed up. She moved her body to the song and it seemed like she was floating. Sango shook her head and sighed. She really wasn't feeling the music so she went into the back to changed into her black pants and a shirt that fit yet was comfortable to her. When she came back out she heard a knock on the door. She turned to be welcomed by Miroku and the other crew.
"You late." She said pointing to Miroku who just looked down. The other students were getting step up. Sango put in a different mix cd and sighed. Miroku looked at her and titled his head.
"What's wrong?" He asked her. Sango just shrugged but said nothing. She hit play on the cd and the other students walked in front of the studios mirror. First song to play was BoA - Hypnotic Dancefloor. The music echoed throughout the whole studio. Sango watched her students dance along to the song. Sango shook her head and pouted. "Faster." She shouted over the music. Once the song was over Sango gave out a laugh and smirk.
"Very good." She said, "But now do new one." She walked over and put on BoA - Energetic pressed play and waited. Once the song started Sango looked at her students to see if they remembered the whole dance steps to the song. Sango taught them the actually dance moves to the song "Energetic " from the video on her free time. Sango smiled to herself proud that her students remembered the whole thing. One of them walked put to Sango and pulled her in the whole mix. Miroku enjoyed seeing Sango dance. Her hair down flowing along with her. Such energetic throughout the whole studio indeed.
Hours later after hard work classes were finally over and Sango was extremely tired. While walking out Sango bumped into Miroku.
"Hey." He said looking down. Sango nodded and smiled walking around him. She was so smooth on her feet it was like she wasn't even walking. She turned back to Miroku and sighed, "You very good dancer. No need for you to be here." she said. Miroku nodded. He really didn't need to be there but since Sango was the teacher he couldn't bring himself to leave her classes. Though he now knows where she lives and she does come to where he's working now. Miroku shook his head putting his thoughts on hold.
"I like to dance I guess." He said shrugging. Sango sighed and nodded. "Pitiful that there's really no place other then here to dance at." She said not bothering to make eye contact.
"Why are you here than?" Miroku asked. Sango blanked at him, "Where?" she asked not really understanding his question fully.
"Why are you here. In this town if there's really nowhere to dance at." Sango looked down at her feet.
"How about I buy you dinner?" Miroku said interrupting Sango's thoughts. Sango shook her head. "No, no I don't want you spending your money. I'm fine thank you." she said but Miroku wasn't going to take no for an answer. "How about I make you dinner than?" he asked giving her a soft smile.
"You're not taking my no for an answer hmm?" She asked smiling back at him. Miroku shook his head closing his eyes. "Oh okay then." Sango said, "You win." Miroku took Sango's hands and they both walked out together. On their way out they bumped into Trevor. Sango's ex.
"Hey baby." Trevor said wrapping his arms around Sango but she pushed him off of her. Trevor looked at her surprised. "What's that about?" he asked giving Miroku a side glance. Sango sighed and looked at him. "You look drunk." she said. Trevor was always horrible when he was drunk. If he wasn't trying to rape her he was yelling at her for something she never did. Trevor had his flaws about him.
"Me?!" Trevor said putting his hand to his heart. "No, I'm not drunk. Baby I've just missed you really bad and I need to say I am sorry." He said. Trevor always knew how to sweep his way back into Sango's heart no matter how hard she tried to keep him out. Trevor had green eyes and light brown curly hair. His British accent rolling so smoothly across his tongue. Sango took in a breath. She could smell he was drunk. And she always hated when he was drunk. Sango took a step closer to Miroku holding his hand tighter with both of her hands which gave Miroku the impression that Trevor was no good. Trevor took a step forward and leaned into Sango's face.
"You--Sango Tajiya-- are making a huge mistake if you just think you can walk out like that!" Trevor said a little angrier now. "You cheated on me!" Sango yelled. "With a slut! How do you think that makes me feel?" She asked lowing her voice into a whisper. "You should go."
Trevor sighed and looked over at Miroku who was glaring at him now like a cat ready to attack. Trevor cracked an evil smile and grabbed Sango's wrist. But before he could do anything Miroku was in front of him and Sango.
"She said go." Miroku said looking at Trevor but Trevor wasn't going to give up that easily. "This is between me and her." He said back. Miroku broke Trevor's grip on Sango's wrist and moved closer to him.
"Either you leave or I'll make you leave." He said. Sango shook her head to focus. "Now come on," She said. "Really Trevor you should leave." Sango pulled on Miroku's arm but he ignored her. "Please?" She said in a low voice. Miroku sighed and gave into Sango's pull. Trevor walked off without saying a word and Miroku followed after Sango. They walked to her house without saying anything. Once Sango opened her door she turned to Miroku and sighed.
"I'm sorry." She said. Miroku looked at her and smiled, "For?" he asked walking into her kitchen. "Trevor isn't...He's horrible when he drinks." She said following him. "So I see." He replied looking through her fridge.
"Why are you here?" She asked him. Miroku looked at her with a confused look in his eyes. "Cooking...?" he said holding flour in his hands. Sango shook her head. "I mean here. In this somewhat small town."
Miroku thought for a second and gave her a smile. "pasta for dinner or Italian?" He asked. Sango laughed. "Isn't pasta Italian though?" She asked. Miroku closed his eyes and went back looking through her fridge. "Answer me." Sango whispered into his ear making him jump a little. Miroku laughed and rubbed his head where he'd hit it. "You never told me why you were here." he said walking around her to her stove. Sango looked down and shrugged. "Nothing much really to tell." she said. Miroku walked around her to get a pot out. "If you won't tell me why your here then I shan't tell you why I bestowed her than." He said smiling. Sango looked down smiling to herself. It was true. Miroku was a very interesting person. She did enjoy being around him very much. Miroku walked over to Sango holding a plate of pasta in front of her.
"Mad 'am missile." He said sitting the plate in front of her. The food smelled just to die for to her. Miroku sat across from her as they both ate dinner together. Sango could get use to having a guy friend.