DISCLAIMER: I do not in any way own InuYasha or anything that has to do with InuYasha. And if I make any references to any songs, I do not own them either. Unless otherwise stated.

A/N: I am happy to see that there are a few more out there that are enjoying my little story. I would like to thank you for your reviews. They mean a lot. Please keep them coming; they keep me motivated to keep writing.

I'm also sorry for OOC-ness. I try to keep away from it, it's just hard to do that and keep the story going the way it needs to go.

I would also like to say I'm sorry this chapter was not out sooner. I just had so many different ways I wanted to start it. I hope you enjoy the one that I decided on.

Happy Reading!

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InuYasha felt as if he was breathing Naraku's miasma. He found it hard to breathe and his chest was beginning to tighten. The worst part was... No one seemed to even notice he was standing there.

He had to do something!

InuYasha knew that he had to leave. If not, he might do or say something that would only cause pain to those he called friends.

"Hmph." He crossed his arms across his chest as he watched his friends turn to look at him. He tried his hardest to not show what he was feeling inside. "If you two wanted to be alone, you should have said something."

With that, InuYasha turned and jumped in to the trees of the forest that shared his name.

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Sango's blood ran cold. She had never seen that look in her hanyou friend's eyes... and it scared her. If she did not know any better, she would have sworn that she was looking at the great Lord Sesshomaru himself. She could not find any emotion whatsoever.

"Sango?"

Sango jumped when she felt the light touch on her shoulder. She turned to head and saw a weak smile on the face of the man she loved more then she thought he knew. "Miroku, I feel bad for not acknowledging InuYasha's presence, but I was so overtaken by your words that I..."

She stopped as Miroku placed his hand on the side of her face and looked deeply into her eyes. "Don't worry yourself, My Love. If anything, this is my fault. I was the one that caused your tears and if I had done so, then this would have never happened." He smiled sweetly and moved so that the stood face to face, heart to heart, body to body. "I'm truly sorry. You must believe me. I never meant to harm you. I can not tell you why I was with her. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure myself. All I know is that I want to be with you, Sango. You are the only woman I will ever truly love. You must believe me."

Sango could feel the tears fall down her face and she did not care. She knew that here, with him, was where wanted to be. She felt as if nothing could change that. She loved the houshi and that was enough reason for her to forgive him. He was not perfect, but then again, who was?

She was brought back to reality when she felt his warm thumbs move so diligently across her moist cheeks. She felt like crying even harder when she realized that he was wiping away her tears. She would do anything for him to touch her like this. Yes, she loved his touch; she just did not like it when he chose to touch her somewhere she did not want to be touched. This, however, this was something she wanted. She wished that he would always be like this. More romantic and caring...

"Miroku," She stopped her tears and caught his eyes in a gaze that she knew he would not be able to break away from. "Is the fall all right with you?"

Miroku smiled wildly. 'She still loves me! I'm so thrilled. I was afraid I had lost her for good.' "Anything that will make you happy will be fine with me."

"Good." Sango broke away from the monk and started towards Kaede's hut. "We'll see what Kaede is... MIROKU!"

Sango turned and smacked her beloved houshi across the face and then turned back to go into the hut. 'I guess he really cannot keep his hands to himself.'

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InuYasha had not traveled very deep into the forest, just deep enough to get away and clear his head. He ran until he came to the hot spring. He decided that maybe that was just what he needed to calm his thought or at least make sense of them.

InuYasha sat in the calming waters and allowed his mind to wander. He had been doing a lot of that as of late. This time, it took him to the events that happened earlier this morning.

He could not understand how someone could still have feelings for someone when said person was a womanizing houshi with wandering hands. What could she see in him? Did she see him as a last resort to happiness? Did she really think that no one else would have her? No. She really loved him. He could tell.

InuYasha let out a sigh when he realized that he himself did something similar. After Kagome had awakened him from his 50 year nap, he still had feelings for Kikyo. Even before he knew that Naraku was behind it all, he still held feelings for her.

InuYasha let out another sigh. At this point, all he could do was be happy for his friends. He wanted them both to be happy and he would be happy for them. If Miroku tries to hurt her again, he will step in and be the best friend once again.

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The sun was starting to set by the time InuYasha decided to head back to the village. He had cleared his head and was back to his usual self, or so he hoped...

He smirked slightly and crossed his arms over his chest when he saw Sango sitting on the ground in front of Kaede's hut. She had a soft smile on her face and she looked truly happy. InuYasha did not want to brake her happiness, so he walked quietly over to her and sat down beside her, with his arms still crossed over his chest.

His eyes followed hers to the sight she was so happy to see. It was Shippo and Kirara running around chasing each other. Nothing special.

"That brat needs to grow up."

Sango jumped a little at the statement. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she had not even noticed that the hanyou had joined her. "InuYasha, why do you say that?"

"He is a demon. He needs to act like it."

Sango raised an eyebrow. 'He is truly back to his old self.' She smiled softly and turned her gaze back to the two demons playing in front of her. "I think it's sweet. He is so care free. I love to watch him run around without a care in the world."

InuYasha snorted. "If you say so." He sniffed the air to see if the old hag had been making their evening meal and noticed that she was not close by, nor was Miroku.

"Where's the old hag and houshi?"

"Oh, they are on the far side of the village. A young girl is ill and they went to help her." Sango stood from her stop on the ground and dusted herself off. "It is getting kind of late. I'm sure they will be back soon and I'm sure that you are getting hungry. You have not been here for any meals today."

Sango giggled when she heard his stomach growl to agree with her. "I take that as a yes."

InuYasha watched as she walked into the hut and then turned his gaze back to the two in front of him. They had stopped and were listening to InuYasha and Sango talk.

"InuYasha, do you hear that Sango and Miroku are getting married soon?" The kitsune's voice was as annoying to the hanyou as ever. Yet, the young demon looked a little at ease.

"What's bothering you, runt?"

"I'm not a runt!" He lowered his head along with his voice. "I'm just worried about Sango."

InuYasha raised an eyebrow when he heard Kirara meow in agreement with the fox. "Why's that?"

Shippo moved closer to the hanyou and jumped up onto his should. "Well, Kirara seems worried and since the two of them are so close and Sango tells her everything, I'm sure something is wrong." He was panting for air, since he let all of that out in one breath.

InuYasha looked from Shippo to Kirara. She was sitting on the ground not to far away from him and as he looked at her, she stood and walked over until she was right in front of him and started to rub her head against his leg. Something must be wrong for Kirara to act in such a way.

"Are you two trying to tell me that you want me to find out what's wrong?"

"Please... You have to! You are her best friend." Shippo looked into InuYasha's eyes and gave him a pout that usually only worked on Kagome.

"Why not have the monk do it? He is her betrothed." InuYasha had to make sure he did not choke or spit on his words.

"Well..." Shippo looked away. "I think that it might have something to do with the fact that Miroku likes to talk to the girls in the village."

InuYasha looked once again from Shippo to Kirara. He sighed. "Fine."