Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this small scene… especially for the inquisitive one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
This drabble was originally posted to Live Journal on May 30, 2009.
Fancy Meeting You Here
Sango was completely immersed in her research project when two hands covered her eyes and a cheerful voice sang out, "Guess who?"
"What are you doing here?" she demanded coolly.
"It's a library; I'm… checking things out," Miroku replied. "What's the matter, Sango? Don't you like surprises?"
"Only pleasant ones."
"But I am being pleasant," he countered, giving her a genial smile as he claimed a chair opposite hers.
Sango had never seen Miroku outside of work, and he looked strange without his apron. Even stranger was his leather jacket, which boasted a wide fur collar. Maybe it's a wolf thing? She had to drag her attention from the thick ruff to ask, "Did you follow me here?"
"Yes and no."
"Which one is it?"
With a longsuffering sigh, Miroku elaborated. "I was in the building and saw you walk by earlier. When I wrapped up my business, I thought I'd see if you were still around."
"Are you a student, too?"
"Used to be," he replied candidly.
"Dropped out?" she asked waspishly.
"Graduated," he corrected.
"You're a graduate?"
"I am."
"You have a degree?" she clarified.
"I do."
"From this university?"
"That's correct," he replied, bemused by her tenacity.
"Bachelor's?"
"Master's."
Sango shook her head. "And… you pour coffee for a living?"
"Not precisely."
Incredulity morphed into disbelief. "But… you work in a coffee shop—every day."
"Except Tuesdays and every other Sunday," he amended.
"Why?"
Miroku actually took the time to consider her question, then shrugged. "Why not?"
End Note: This drabble was written for the Live Journal community mirsan(underscore)fics, Prompt #7, Surprise. 250 words.