Chapter Twenty: To My Love

Sango felt warmth around her and then opened her eyes. Her heart was beating fast as she realized she had been laying on him. She saw that he was asleep. Sango looked out his window and saw that it w. Sango quietly got out of his bed and stood up. She went down the hall to the kitchen and turned on the light. She searched through his cabinets before she saw the hot cocoa mix. She put a pot of water on the stove to boil and got some cadles. She lit about five of them in which she placed around the living room. Sango returned to the kitchen and mixed the hot cocoa powder in the water. Sango smiled proudly and walked gingerly to the bedroom. Miroku was still on his back sleeping. Sango crept out, not disturbing him. She knew she could wake him up though

Sango poured two cups of hot cocoa and went to Miroku's room. All she had to do was wait. Seconds after, Miroku stirred. He smelt something delicious and quickly sat up, but no one was there. Miroku pulled himself out of bed and went to the front where he saw two cups of hot cocoa. Sango was gazing out the window at the snow with admiration but had a pinch of worry. Miroku sat on the couch and picked up one of the cups. He sipped some of it and immediantly felt the hot liquid running down his throat. Sango turned around and smiled. He liked it. Sango sat next to him and began with her's. Miroku had already finished his and was sitting mezmorized.

"This was great," Miroku said.

"Thank you, I'm glad you liked it."

"I'm impressed that you found your way through my kitchen too."

"Sango smiled. "That's good."

"That storm is really bad. I won't be able to take you home. If it doesn't clear up, do you want to stay the night?"

"Sure," Sango said.

"I can sleep on the couch, you can sleep in my bed."

"Are you sure?" Sango asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, its no problem."

"You should sleep in your bed too then."

"Huh? Oh, no I don't think so..."

"Its okay. I mean... I trust you. Just don't try anything."

"Are you positive?"

"Of course, plus it'll be really cold, you couldn't handle it."

"Oh is that so?" Miroku asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. I wouldn't want a little boy like you getting sick."

"Hey, I'm not a little boy!"

"Just face it Miroku," Sango said standing up.

"Hey, don't walk away from me!"

Sango stuck her tongue out at him and continued. Suddenly Miroku grabbed her from behind around the waist and picked her up. Sango screamed and grabbed his arms. He let go of her and she ran away but with him close behind. She moved sharply into his room and stopped at the bed. Sango turned around to start running when Miroku tackled her down onto the bed. Sango giggled with him laying on top of her. Miroku had his face only a few inches from hers and she was staring into his eyes. Miroku pushed her hair away from her face and caressed her cheek. Sango blushed but she didn't stop him. His lips lowered so they were even closer than before. Miroku again stopped though, waiting for Sango to push him away. But she didn't. She just waited and watched him. Miroku moved off of her and left to the front. Sango stayed laying down, staring at the ceiling. What had just happened? He had changed his mind at the last minute. Sango sat up and dropped her head. She really didn't understand Miroku. Did he want her or not? Sango pulled a blanket around herself and laid on her side. She really, really liked him. He made her feel like he liked her back but then he just made ways to put doubts in her mind about him. Sango suddenly jumped up and headed to the front.

"Do you want me or not?" Sango asked.

"What?" Miroku asked.

"Want me, like me? Do you?"

"Why do you even ask?"

"God, I wish I knew."

Sango went into the living room, pulled on her shoes and jacket, and opened the door. She was starting to walk out when Miroku came in and pushed it shut. She turned around and saw a certain look on his face. He locked the door and held her face lightly in his hands. Sango couldn't help letting him, even if she was unsure of what he was thinking. Miroku didn't know what could have made her wonder. He always thought she was aware of how he felt.

"I didn't mean it in a bad way," Miroku said.

"What did you mean?"

"Of course I like you, I thought you knew that."

"Well you-"

"Its because I get nervous around you. That's why. Then when I get close to you, its like I stop working."

Sango stared at him without saying anything. She smiled and hugged him. She nodded and took her jacket off again. It was sweet that he said that. She really hadn't expected that from him. But she was glad he had said it. It was cute how shy he was. Sango put her shoes to the side and got back up. Miroku was simply standing there oddly without saying anything and looking at her.

"So...do you mind if I take a shower?" Sango asked.

"No go ahead. I'll get you a towel. I can wash your clothes for you."

"Alright," Sango said.

She went into his restroom and turned on the light. She was surprised that it was big. It seemed as though everything about Miroku's home was surprising her. Miroku came back in with some extra clothes and a towel. He told her how to turn the water on and then left. Sango changed out of her clothes and turned on the hot water. Sango opened the door a little to put her clothes out and then shut the door again before getting into the water. It felt a bit weird to be taking a shower in someone else's bathroom, mostly because it was Miroku's. Yet she also got some fun or pleasure out of it too. She would be spending the night with only him at his empty apartment. How exciting. Plus, he had given her his clothes to wear.

Only fifteen minutes later, Sango got out of the tub. She changed into a black shirt with some boxers (over her own underwear of course) and some long socks. Sango brushed her hair out and left it down to dry. She hung up her towel, turned off the light, and then left. She wandered down the hall to the living room and looked outside. It seemed like the blizzard was getting worse. Sango retreated to Miroku's room and walked in. She pulled a soft blanket aroound herself and laid down on her back in his bed. She shut her eyes wearily and sighed. Again she wanted to sleep.

"Are you warm enough?" Miroku suddenly asked.

"Yep, thank you," Sango said.

Miroku laid down next to her, also on his back. She protectively pulled a blanket over him and smiled. She laid on her left side so that she was facing him and watched him. She then went to her back again and turned her head way from him. Miroku turned to her and propped his head up on the palm of his hand. Sango looked at him and turned on her left side again. She snuggled up into him and closed her eyes. Miroku placed his arms around her and pulled the blanket up over them more.

"Miroku," Sango whispered.

"Hm?"

"...Nevermind."

Miroku glanced down at her curiously and didn't say another word. Sango appeared to be sleeping but she was awake. Her eyes were shut but she was simply laying there. Sango and Miroku stayed cuddled up for about an hour or so before Sango got up once again. She wiggled out of Miroku's arma and gazed outside. THe snow hadn't stopped coming down and now it was 8:30 pm. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and went to the kitchen. She dug through the pantry and found some instant noodles. Sango put some into the microwave and pressed a button. She saw Miroku walk in scratching his head and looked up at her.

"What are you doing now?"

"Heating us some dinner."

"What kind of dinner?"

"Noodles," Sango said.

"Oh, I see," he said.

Sango took them out three minutes later, put a fork in each, and handed one to Miroku. They sat on his couch eating it up quietly. Sango easily finished before he did since she devoured them so quickly. She threw the paper cup away and put her fork in the sink. Sango waited for Miroku to finish and then jumped on him with a burst of energy. She wrapped her legs around him and crossed her arms behind his neck. Miroku was surprised but he held her. He laughed and turned in circles while she playfully screamed. Miroku lost his balance and fell over on the couch with her beneath him. She giggled and gazed up at him. Miroku stared down at her and then she smiled.

"Still too shy to kiss me?" Sango asked, sitting up.

"Shy? No."

Sango expected him to move but he stayed on her. Sango was up on her elbows, wondering if he was going to do it. Miroku then leaned into her and pressed his lips gagainst hers. Sango went down on her back and continued letting him kiss her. Sango pulled away from him and smiled as he put his forehead on hers. He held her hands and pushed them up onto either side of her head.

"How was that for a kiss?"

"Its a start," she smiled.

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Woah I'm really sorry it took SOOOO long to publish but with school I don't really have time. Plus I have a few other stories I'm working on. I probably won't be able to post another chapter for another couples of weeks but I promise that I eventually will get to it. Well read and review guys! Hope you enjoyed!