A/N Ok I'm updating this fic cause I haven't in a really long time. I'm sorry I'm so lazy and I really have a lot to do this year. With all the tests and crap to study for anyways. I hope that you enjoy and thanks for reviewing I really appreciate it, please keep on. DON'T FLAME THOUGH! I hate it when people flame, constructive critisim is fine though just don't be too harsh ok? Anyways alright. Yes I did make Miroku dark in this fic and so OOC because usually he's some peppy go luck guy that isn't seen for the darkness within in him. So I plan to bring that out and show peps on fanfic that he is very mysterious and can have a bad boy image with the attitude to match. Mind you he'll still be very intelligent. I brought Sango out as the timid yet strong type only because she usually is the strong one in the series. I wanted this fic to bring out Miroku as in control and Sango as the timid and shy but still peppy go lucky one. I realize that she comes from a bad past as does Miroku so I plan to futher introduce this as a dark fic. Alrighty then. ON WITH THE CHAPIE!

Chapter 1

A Past Unforgotten

Beneath the closed eyes of a young a boy, he could hear everything from outside his bedroom door. Even though his hands tried to cover his ears to bottle the sound of his parents screaming, he knew he could not. "Go away, go away," his unmature voice silently whispered in the dark. But nothing could stop the painful words from reaching him through his door. Tears threatened to leak out from his violet eyes as he suddenly heard something hit his door in loud bang. A cry of pain was heard as his eyes shot open! He quickly rose to see to what had hit his door. Hesitantly he reached for the handle when again it hit is door, and this time he could tell it wasn't a something it was a someone who once again screamed out.

"You whore, you make my life miserable, you and that damn boy!" The young by closed his eyes feeling something wet trail down his cheeks as his violet yes flared with fury. He jerked open his door to see his mother sprawled on the floor in a heap and his father standing above her. Without a second thought he flung himself at his father his small hands scratching pulling and hitting whatever he could. His father roared out in anger as he flung the boy towards the wall...

Miroku shot up from his bed, sweat rollin down his temple as he breathed in deeply. Trying to ease the fear and anger all at once that longed to consume him.

"Every night the same damn dream," Miroku whispered irritabely. Sighing he looke at his clocked, the bright red numbers blinkng 4:30 am. Falling back on his bed he rested his arms under his head. His whole body was hot and the tempature of the room didn't help much. Miroku's mind drifted to strange girl whom had caught his attention so easily. Miroku relaxed on his bed reviewing her over in his mind. She was quite appealing the way her hair fell around her shoulders, 'I wonder what it looks like down,' he silently thought. She had a nice figure and her face was beautiful with her high cheek bones and red lush lips. But her eyes that was what had caught him. Her forest green eyes that reminded him of peace and stregnth.

She had been somewhat timid towards him and undeniably nervous and scared. He couldn't blame her though he frightened many people, why would she be much of a difference? Yet even his curiosity of her was unceasing as he smirked recalling the red that had tinted her cheeks when he had "accidently" knocked over his pencil. It wasn't quite the reaction he had expected from her, he half thought she wouldn't even pick it up. But as her hand had hesitantly reached out to grab the pencil he had felt intrigued.

Breathing in and out his chisled chest rising softly and lowering in a regrular manner he began to form a plan in his head.

A devious little plan to coax his new little interest to play with him. He smirked laughing out softly in his room. How does one corner a mouse into thinking he's friendly, mind you she wasn't stupid she very intelligent. One look at her could tell you that. He knew he was playing with fire by wanting to have a little fun. But this girl, what was her name? Sango? ah yes that was it had capitvated him with her naievity nad innocents.

His violet his stood out in the dark room shining brightly as he contiued to think about Sango. Closing them to rest a little more he smiled softly.

"Ready or not little girl here I come," he gently whispered to the night, as if proclaiming his mark on his new discovery.

A/N K sorry the chaps so short my mom needs to use the computer.