Lonely No More
Chapter 4 – He knew!
Monday morning came faster than Sango would have liked. Reluctantly she got out of bed and made herself a cup of coffee. All weekend long the young woman was pledged with thoughts about Miroku and what he was probably thinking right now. It got to the point where she couldn't even concentrate enough to do her daily tasks around the apartment. The most frustrating thing was that she couldn't for the life of her figure out why did it matter so much what that pervert thought about her. It wasn't like she had feelings for him or anything. Of course not!
Finally, the dreaded moment came and Sango found herself stepping out of the elevator and more calmly and confidently that she felt walking towards her desk. She snuck a few glances around but thankfully there was no sign of Miroku. Letting a sigh escape her after she managed to reach her desk without a problem, Sango allowed herself a mental pat on the back for having survived this long.
"Now if only the rest of the day goes by this smoothly…"
Surprisingly enough the rest of the day did go by without a snitch. There were a few meetings with other company's representatives, a little paperwork and one very long phone call with an upset employee who wanted to get off work early so that he could go home on time to feed his cat. All in all it was a typical day for Sango…and that bothered her.
Not that she wasn't grateful for the break but she really hadn't expected it. For all she knew Miroku could have run back here after he saw her and started telling everyone that she was getting married. But apparently he hadn't. Hell, he wasn't even here – a fact which hadn't gone unnoticed by his uncle but surprisingly he hadn't made any comment.
Soon it was time for Sango to go home and there was still no sign of Miroku. She had to literally stop herself a few times from coming right out and asking Mushin where his nephew was.
"Why does it even bother me so much?" she wondered on her way home. "I should be happy, I mean if he thinks I'm with someone maybe he'll back off…"
Walking up to her apartment door, Sango let out a long sigh. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately…specifically since a certain someone had joined the company. She was looking through her bag for the keys so the poor woman didn't see the tall figure standing in front her door until she had run straight into said figure's chest. Strong warm arms wrapped around her waist to keep her from falling. Arms she knew quite well despite having felt them only once before.
"What the…?"
Sango's thoughts were interrupted when she finally looked up and saw that her suspicion had been confirmed as she was currently being held by none other than Miroku.
''Hi, Sango.'' His voice was soft and sensual and the hot breath caressing the skin on her face in such a tempting way wasn't helping her at all to remember why she should pull away from this very handsome man standing at her doorstep.
"Wait…what is he doing her and this time?"
As the thought emerged from the lustful fog that had clouded her mind for a moment…a very long moment, Sango managed to find the strength to pull away if just a little bit so that she could at least think clearly.
''Miroku…what are doing here?'' she voiced her previous thought. "And for that matter how did you find out where I live and…Miroku, are you listening to me?''
Sango waved a hand in front of his face. He didn't even blink. He was just standing there, staring at her with those beautiful eyes of his that now held some kind of emotion she couldn't really understand or maybe she didn't want to.
"Who?" his voice was still soft, barely a whisper but Sango flinched as if he'd just yelled in her face. A part of her wished he'd done that. At least anger was easy to deal with but this…
"What are you talking about?" deciding to play dumb, Sango took a step away from him and the tempting warmth of his body.
"You know what I'm talking about." He said, taking one step forward for every step she took back.
"No, I don't."
"Let me clarify then."
Her back hit the hallway wall forcing her to stop her attempts to get away from the man whose hands were now on either side of her head and his face - mere inches from hers.
"Who is your friend that is getting married?" he finally asked, a playful twinkle in his eyes.
Sango opened her mouth to respond…only to promptly snap it shut when the meaning of his words sunk in.
She stared at him, unable to believe what she's just heard or to form any coherent thought other than "He knows."
"What…how…what did you…?"
"Well, for one you're not wearing an engagement ring or anything and for another…" Miroku stopped suddenly and took a step back, making Sango sigh in disappoint…I mean relief.
"I was definitely not enjoying having him pressed against me like that!" the young woman thought.
"And for another " Miroku continued, not realizing the danger he was in. "it just happens that your best friend is marrying my best friend." He finally managed to get out.
Sango had to admit she wasn't expecting that.
"Huh, so Inuyasha is Miroku's best friend? What a small world…"
That was when something clicked in Sango's mind. He knew! That little perverted bastard knew all this time and didn't tell. So while she worrying sick all day at work, he was doing God-knows-what with someone!
"Probably some slut he picked up." A little voice whispered in the back of her mind, which Sango decided to ignore because it definitely wasn't jealousy or anything like that.
Miroku for his part, seeing Sango's eyes darkened with what was undoubtedly unspeakable fury, did what was probably the smartest thing in his live. He ran. Very fast. All the way to his apartment. Although he had driven to Sango's place.
"Oh well, at least I'll be alive tomorrow to go and get it." He mumbled under his breath.
And then he remembered that his car was now in the possession of a woman who was very pissed at him.
"Oh God, please have mercy on my poor vehicle!"
Well, I know it's been a very long while but I'm doing the best I can. So this is like a Christmas present for you! :)
And, of course, I don't own anything.