ALSO IMPORTANT - My username has changed!
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A/N - So sorry that I haven't updated for awhile. I've been busy with my other fanfics. I've been trying to update on 'Closed' for awhile, and two chapters are up! WOO!
Then, my NEW one, 'Change of Heart' is a Jakotsu/Kagome story - I felt bad that there weren't any, so I made my own. It's kind of a challenge.
Um, the chapter flashback thing… it's a bit different this time. You see, the last chapter was about Kagome, so I thought that we should go over the chapter before that one. And here ya go!
Please read and REVIEW! I'd love it very much!
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Chapter 10 - Not How I Pictured it To Be
Sango came up to a big house with a car parked in front. 'Please be home…' She knocked on the door, quietly.
Nothing.
She used up all the strength she had and banged on the door, tears slid down her cheeks. She was afraid of Toshiro, and didn't want to be outside alone anymore. She wanted someone to comfort her…
"Please…open up…" She whispered. "…please…"
Sango felt lightheaded. She slammed her fists against the door one more time.
"Alright, I'm comin, I'm comin!" A voice from behind the door yelled. The door opened. "Whaddaya want?" A young man asked in an aggravated way.
He stopped and his featured softened. There stood a wet and messy- "Sango?"
Sango smiled. Her heart fluttered. The only comforting face she'd seen all day, besides her father. She was more than happy to be here, in his presence, and she hoped to god that he would forgive her. She didn't know why, but she cared…a lot.
"Miroku" Was the last word that escaped her blue, trembling lips before she fell unconsciously into his arms.
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Chapter 11 - In Need of Comfort
Miroku brought her unconscious form into the house and laid her on the couch, hoping she would be comfortable enough. He ran to the kitchen, where he got a warm, damp cloth and then to a closet in the hallway for a blanket.
What happened to her? Why is she here? Is she alright?
These and more questions floated through his mind. Worry consumed him.
After picking a rather large and fluffy blanket, he went to the couch where Sango lay, blue and shivering. Her dress was wet and she'd catch a cold if something wasn't done.
He took a deep breath.
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Morning light filled the room and caused Sango to stir in her sleep. Her eyes opened groggily and she tried to recall where she was and what happened the other night.
"Mmm…" She groaned as she looked around. She tried to sit up again, this time felt a heavy weight on her abdomen and looked at it.
"Hmm? Oh, you're awake! Did you sleep well?" Miroku looked up at her and smiled charmingly.
SLAP!
The birds sitting on the trees around the house lifted their wings and flew off into the distance, as if giving the two some 'time alone'.
"What was that for?" He yelled at her.
Sango blushed. Did he just…? He did. Miroku yelled at her. Something he'd never done before.
She looked away.
"Hmm?" His features softened as he gripped her chin gently and turned her attention back to him.
"Sorry." He whispered, causing her face to flame. He was so close. Even a color-blind dog could tell how red her face was at that moment.
"I didn't mean to yell at you, Sango."
"It's okay…umm, sorry for hitting you."
He smiled and let her go. "Hungry?"
Sango shook her head no. "So…why am I here?"
"I was just about to ask you the same question."
"Oh."
"You came to the door last night, cold and crying. What happened?"
Oh. She remembered now. That Toshiro. Damn him.
"Did it have anything to do with your date?" He asked knowingly.
He read her mind! That was it, the only way he could have figured it out was if he- wait, no. He knew. Miroku was smart.
She nodded dumbly.
"I hate to say 'I told ya so'." He moved a stray hair from her face and behind her ear.
"Yeah well, go right ahead. You were right, I was…wrong." She replied to his comment after finally regaining the ability of speech that had some how left her.
Miroku stared at her, a grin forming on his handsome face. "Really?"
"Don't get too used to it, Miroku." Sango spat.
"Already have, my dear, already have." He left her alone to get breakfast ready.
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Sango watched him leave. She though he'd be a jerk and tell her that she should have listened to him, and that if she had, none of this would've happened. But he didn't. Then again. This was Miroku. He might be a pervert, but he's the sweetest pervert out there.
She smiled. Slowly she slid the blanket off her and attempted to stretch. A blast of cold air rushed across her body, she half-naked body, as she just noticed. With a yelp she covered herself up again.
All that was left was her bra and panties. She gulped. She came her fully clothed didn't she? That is…unless she and Toshiro got farther that she thought.
Her eyes narrowed and rolled toward the kitchen, where Miroku was happily humming a tune.
Wrapping the blanket around her, she made her way to the room where her savior resided; the blanket trailing behind.
She stood behind him. She raised her hand. She brought it forward and -
He ducked before it made contact.
"Wha-?" She blinked.
"That blanket rustles, at least pick a softer one." He smiled and resumed his humming.
"Hentai!"
"Hmm?"
Palm met cheek for a brief moment as he turned around.
He sighed. "Again?"
"Miroku! You-you…Ugh!" She turned around and walked away.
Miroku, being as fast with his reflexes as he is, stepped on the trailing part of the blanket and off it came, leaving an uncovered Sango.
"Eep!" She tried to cover herself and hide from the young mans wandering eyes.
"Hentai! Miroku! Give it back!"
He smirked. "Make me."
She gasped. Was he…playing with her? She frowned.
"Mir-ai!" She close her eyes as she felt herself fall. Only, she never reached the ground. Was it all so sudden that she didn't even feel it?
She opened her eyes to a firm chest and shoulders. "Hmm?" Sango looked up. He was so close. So close. She could smell his cologne, and feel his breath on her nose.
"Miroku…" She whispered more than said. "What are you-"
Her sentence was cut short as Miroku brought his lips to hers. She couldn't believe it. He was kissing her! And she wasn't pushing him away like she wanted to…she did want to, didn't she? Oh, but his lips were so soft…and his body was so warm. She couldn't help herself…she moaned.
Miroku smiled into the kiss. He was thinking somewhere along the same lines. Only, he liked the way her breasts were against him, and the was his arms moved along her naked back. What could he say? She was beautiful.
He licked her bottom lip and asked for entrance.
Sango didn't know what to do. Should she let him, what would happen? How far would it go?
Her body defied her and allowed him in. She decided instead of punishing it, she'd comply.
Again she moaned. Her arms snaked around his neck and her fingers traced their was from the top of his head, around the short ponytail; releasing it in the process, and down to his neck-where she stayed for a little while longer, massaging it and gently tickling the back of it.
Miroku let out a moan of his own and pulled her closer. He was officially having the best time of his life, and he might as well say the same for her.
He pulled his head back and smiled when she whimpered.
He kissed down from her mouth to her jaw line, where he stopped and licked it before heading down to her neck. There he kissed, sucked, and licked all around until finding the right spot. It was in between her collarbone and neck.
She moaned loudly and he chuckled into her skin.
Sango was in heaven, or at least as close as she could get at the moment. He was leaving butterfly kisses everywhere.
"Miroku…" She moaned.
Her eyes drifted closed a long time ago. Now they snapped open. What was she doing?
"Miroku…" She said more sternly. "We-"
"Right." He smiled even more charmingly then ever. "Your clothes are in the bathroom."
She gasped when he planted one more little kiss on her lips before moving away and getting back to the cutting board, where he was earlier chopping carrots.
She blushed a bright red and quickly went to the bathroom.
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Miroku wasn't disappointed at all. He at least got to kiss her, and…he got her to moan his name.
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Sango was now fully dressed…even if her dress was revealing. She cursed herself for not listening to Kagome, and now she was feeling self-conscious and ashamed…in front of Miroku for heavens sake.
Her face flamed as she saw him sitting there eating his breakfast. He looked so handsome even when he was stuffing his face. No! She shook her head. 'Snap out of it, Sango…it's Miroku…'
He looked up at her and that command flew past her head. 'Never mind…' His maroon eyes looked her over and she immediately wished she was buried underground or something else that would conceal her. She tried to pull her dress down a bit more.
"Are you hungry?" He motioned to her plate, ignoring how much of her legs were showing. He couldn't help but feel somewhat jealous at how she would dress up so nicely and look so sexy for some stranger, and wear nothing in particular around him.
He waved the matter aside and smiled at her.
"Thanks."
He nodded and resumed eating.
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She walked home after denying Miroku the pleasure of giving her a ride.
She smiled, it was 11 and she already felt as if her day was complete. Walking through the door, she realized just what her mistake was. Her dad. He was gonna kill her.
There was a note on the fridge…no…two of them.
The first one said:
"Sango,
We have to talk when you get home.
Dad"
She gulped. The second one was written very messily. Sango smiled as she recognized the handwriting right away. She must have handed the note to her dad earlier today while Sango was out.
"Hey! I called you last night, but your dad said you didn't get home. Was your date that entertaining? Meet me at the Sushi Bar at noon and we'll talk. Oh! And I invited Kagome too.
Rin"
She smiled. Rin was gossip master at school, so Sango probably wouldn't tell her all of it.
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A/N - Woohoo! I did it! I managed to finish this chapter without having to tear my hair out due to the short length of it! Added a little lime in there too.
Okay, sooooo...review!