After helping Mrs. Wrung move back into the old house she used to live in Sango had made up her mind. Since she couldn't stress at the moment she was going to give in to the temptation and tell Miroku how she feels.

Sango walked up and knocked on his door.

"Miroku's not here." An old lady said.

"Oh, well do you know where he is?"

"I think he went to pick up something. Where don't ask me. And I don't know when he'll be back if that's what you're going to ask me next." the old lady said. She was fixing up her flowers. She had gray hair but it looked great on her. Her eyes blue that seemed to see beyond years. She looked about 60.

"Oh um, well thank you." Sango said getting ready to walk off.

"Are you Sango?"

"Yes."

"Well then, this is the Sango dear Miroku talks about. He really loves you, you know." the old lady said.

"Really?"

"Mmmhmm, he talks about you all the time. The way your eyes shine, the way you smile. He tells me and don't tell him I told you this stuff, but he tells me your the first woman he has ever fallen for who makes him feel whole."

Sango sat down on the step the lady was sitting on. "What do you mean...Whole?"

The lady sighed and nodded looking down. "His mother died when he was younger. He loved her so much. And his father...Sucked right into his wind tunnel. Miroku was left with his father's master. Master Mushin. His life has been hard. But somehow he's managed to keep it at a bay."

Sango looked down feeling bad about what she had said to him.

"But he really loves you. So I'm g lad he has some hope."

"How do you know all of this though?"

"I'm an old dear friend of Mushin. The names Stella."

"Well, it was nice talking to you Stella but I must go now."

"It was nice meeting you Sango. I know we'll meet again."

As Sango was walking away she turned back to thank Stella but she was gone. So fast. But just as she was she about to walk off she felt warm liquid run down her leg. Sango could her heart race. She was so not ready to give birth. It wasn't even time yet!

Sango who was hardly even showing that she was pregnant until she pulled up her shirt to show a little bump got out her cell and called Tina.

After Tina arrived she looked at her friend. "Dear God, you're going to have a baby." she said smiling. But Sango felt like crying. She didn't want a baby. She wasn't ready...Not emotionally yet at least.

"We have to call Miroku." Sango said. Tina scratched her head and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll get on that but let's first get you to the hospital."

So after getting Sango set in Tina took in a deep breath and sighed opening her phone and dialing Miroku.

"What?" he answered after the third ring.

"Don't answer what to me." Tina said becoming sarcastic.

Miroku laughed. "Sorry, thought you were someone else. What's up Tin?"

"Well, let's see." Tina took in a breath and started. "Sango's water-broke not too long ago so she called me to pick her up which I did and now she's in the back getting ready to have a baby at the age of 19 because her stupid asshole ex raped her and she wanted you to know." she gasped trying to catch her breath.

On the other end Miroku didn't say anything.

"Yo! dude! Your lover is in labor and you can't say anything!" Tina said.

"I'm coming." he said then hanging up.

Tina went back in with Sango who had her hands over her face.

"What's wrong sweetie?" she asked pushing Sango's hair back.

"I can't do this. I can't have a baby." Sango said trying to fight back the tears of fright.

"Shsssh, hon you have me to help you out. Everything is going to be okay. I promise you."

"Okay..." Sango said putting her hands back over her face. Just then Miroku came through the door breathing hard trying to catch his breath.

"Hi." Sango said a little surprised that he even came.

"Hi." he said breathlessly. "Nothing's happened yet right?"

"No, not yet." Tina said.

"Good." Miroku said walking through the door. "How are you doing?" he asked Sango putting his hand on her forehead.

"Good." she replied. but she wasn't good. She was indeed freaking out...But if she was going to be a mother. She was going to accept what gift God dropped into her arms.

After 12 hours of being in labor and having both Tina and Miroku there by her side. Sango finally gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.

"what are you going to name her?" Tina asked.

"I like the name...Akari Aamina Tajiya." Sango said.

Tina nodded, "Beautiful name...I'm sure your mother would be proud of you."

"Your time...Is now." Tina said walking pass Miroku. "I'm going to get some water. Be back in a few."

Miroku sat next to Sango's bed in a chair and sighed. "You're a mother now. Congratulations."

"Thanks."

Akari had light brown eyes with little light brown hair. Sango couldn't believe it but she actually felt okay. Maybe having a baby wouldn't be so hard for Sango to handle like she thought.

"Sango, can I ask you something?" Miroku asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Of course."

Miroku took a deep breath and looked at Sango who was holding Akari. "I have just watched you give birth...And I still love you...But you've told me...You don't love me. So I understand and I won't bother you with this situation anymore. But I want you to know I'll never stop loving you and Akari either."

"Miroku I...I have to tell you that I--." Sango was about to say but Mrs. Wrung came in interrupting her.

"Oh my baby has a baby!" She said walking over to Sango taking Akari. "What's her name?"

"Akari." Sango said.

"Beautiful baby girl. I'm a grand-mother."

"Ah, I think I'm going to go home now. Get some rest and hit work in a few. I'll be back later." Miroku said getting up.

Sango was about to protest when she caught the look in his eyes. Hurt and pain.

After spending 2days in the hospital and hearing nothing from Miroku.

"Tina?"

"What's up Sango?"

"Can you stay with Akari? I need to do something."

Tina nodded smiling, "Of course love. You know I love spending time with baby Akari."

"Thanks." Sango gave Akari to Tina. She knew Tina wouldn't let Mrs. Wrung nowhere near Akari.

"Stella!" Sango called out seeing the old lady walk up to her house.

"Oh hello Sango."

"Is Miroku home?" she asked.

Stella shook her head. "No, sadly he hasn't been home much. Busy monk indeed he is."

Sango looked down. "Oh, well thanks anyways." she said walking away. She felt something wet hit her on her cheek. "It's raining." she thought to herself. Just as she thought that it started pouring down.

"Great!" she thought walking down the sidewalk trying not to bump into anyone. Sango wore a light pink shirt and her favorite light gray sweater that stopped at her knees. Her hair was half up half down. They way she liked it. And white "home" pants as she called them. Comfortable to do anything in. Just as she was going to give up on all hope and faith she spotted Miroku leaving the bar he worked at.

"Miroku!" she called hoping he could hear her. Her voice cracked and the rain was cold. It blurred her vision just a little.

"Sango what on dear earth are you doing here...In the rain." he asked.

"I have to tell you something. And it can't wait." she said. They were both in the rain now.

"Okay?"

"That time you kissed me...That wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to kiss you nor even know you." she said.

"Well thanks for putting that out there." he said turning around but Sango stopped him.

"Listen to me before you walk away...I was horrible abused in my teen years and childhood by Mrs. Wrung. I never heard the words I love you from her. I've been running from everything and most of all I've been avoiding love because it scares me to dear death...But...I--I'm not running anymore...And I hope you believe me when I say that I'm terribly sorry for hurting you."

Miroku nodded. His hair wet from the rain, clothes wet. "That's all you came to tell me? Thanks." he said walking off. Sango let the tears fall.

"But I love you!" she shouted after him in the rain. Miroku stopped but didn't turn around. "I love you Miroku." she cried.

Miroku turned his hands in his pockets as he walked towards her. "Don't cry flower." he said wiping her tears away. "I've waited so long to hear you say those words."

"I do...I do love you." She said. "And I'm sorry it took so long for me to say so."

Rain pouring down upon both of them Miroku leaned in and kissed her. Their hearts emerging as one, their bodies hug close to one another. Her lips felt so smooth to him. Warm of love. Miroku pulled back to look at her. Her hair wet, clothes wet yet made her look even more beautiful.

"Well," Miroku said. "let's get you home...And dry before you catch a cold and give it to Akari." he finished taking her hand and holding it within his. Sango nodded remembering Akari. She wanted to ask but didn't know if it would be too much. Just when she was going to open her mouth Miroku beat her to it.

"You know, Akari won't have a father. I mean taking as you won't let Trevor near her. right?"

"Right. Nor Mrs. Wrung for that matter."

"Then, maybe I could...Try and be the father figure for her...If that's okay with you."

Sango tried not to smile but seemed to fail. "Of course." she said nodding. "I'm sure Akari would love that."

After getting home and drying off. Switching into something nice and dry of course Sango went to Tina's to pick up Akari who was crying her lungs out.

"I've tried everything. I think she wants her mommy." She said pouting.

Sango laughed and took Akari holding her. And as soon as she did, she stopped crying. Miroku looked at Akari and smiled. He thought it was going to be fun being the father figure for Akari.

"Can mimzy hold baby Akari?" Mrs. Wrung asked holding her hands out smiling. Sango hesitated but after a while she handed over Akari.

"She's so beautiful. Who's the father? I never did get to met him." she said.

Sango stepped forward and was about to say Trevor but Miroku cut her off.

"I am." he said clinching his teeth still getting use to saying he was the father even though by blood he wasn't.

Mrs. Wrung looked up and half smiled. "Oh, well then congratulations. Sango dear can I talk to you for a minute?" she said handing Akari to Miroku who took her slowly.

Sango followed Mrs. Wrung into the kitchen where no one could hear them.

"Are you mad girl!?" Mrs. Wrung shot at her. Sango cringed away from the horror memories that started to surface themselves in her mind.

"Why do you ask such a thing?"

"After all I've done for you and taught you, you go get yourself pregnant at 19 with some boy you're not married to!?"

Sango half laughed, "What you've done for me is abused me. You never taught me nothing."

"What are you talking about?"

Sango took a step forward and let it all out once and for all. "You beat me since I was 6, you made me cry myself to sleep wishing I was dead. I turned to alcohol and sleeping pills to ease the pain and your telling me you taught me something? You taught me that you're a horrible person and never can you be trusted. So you want to know what you taught me?! Nothing!"

Mrs. Wrung looked down and sighed. "I know I did wrong...And I'm terribly sorry but please Sango--."

"I tried killing myself multiple times. You have no idea how many times I tried to end it. And all you can say is I'm sorry?"

"I am sorry and I'm getting help...All I ask from you is please let me be a grandmother to your daughter?" She asked looking sincere. Sango sighed closing her eyes.

"fine...But you won't ever touch her."

Mrs. Wrung nodded. "Thank you." she said walking back out to the living room. Sango followed behind and went to sit next to Miroku who was having fun holding Akari.

"I'm exhausted. So I'm going to go home and rest." Sango said getting up.

"You can rest at my place." Miroku said still looking at Akari who was squirming in his arms. Sango was about to protest when Miroku looked up at her. "I don't mind."

Sango nodded and gave in. She really was exhausted and didn't feel like protesting so she gave in. "Fine, I'm sure Akari is tired too." She said taking Akari who as if right on cue started yawning.

"I'll drive you." Miroku said getting up. Tina snickered to herself and got up.

"I'm sure your both tired. So I'll see you all later!" she said pushing them both out the door. She turned around and smiled at Mrs. Wrung who was in the kitchen fixing herself a drink.

Once at his place Sango laid Akari down who was already asleep.

"Thanks for, ah, for letting us--." she was about to finish but Miroku cut her off by kissing her.

"Your place too." He said brushing her hair away from her cheek. "I love you Sango."

"I love you too Miroku."