Chapter Twenty-Six: Only One Pt. III

Sango dipped the last bit of food into her mouth and smiled after letting it go down her throat. She had never tasted anything so exotic. Miroku picked up her plate and treated back to the kitchen. Sango pushed her chair under the table and went to the bathroom to clean up. The meal had taken Miroku so long to make, but it was spectacular. Sango came out of the restroom and headed back to the front where Miroku was doing the dishes. She waited for him and leaned forward against the counter.

"What kind of food was that?" she asked curiously.

"Italian," he said with pride.

"Really? How did you learn to make it?"

"One of my cookbooks," he said with a laugh. "My first time making it."

"That's impressive," she replied.

"Well I'm glad you think so. What do you want to do now?"

Sango shrugged and decided to go to his room. When she walked in, she saw his bed neatly made with green blankets. Sango flopped over onto it and covered herself with one of the blankets. Miroku laid down next to her on his stomach and held a pillow in his arms. Sango reached over to turn on a lamp and then rolled next to Miroku. She snuggled into him and placed her head on his chest cozily. She didn't mind how quiet it was, as long as she was with him. She liked believing that they were the only ones that existed in the world. Just the two of them.

Miroku put his arms around her and put his chin on her head. He wanted to be with her always. He wanted to protect her. His mind tfaced back to the first time that he saw her. It was then that he realized she was the most beautiful girl his eyes had ever gazed upon. He couldn't let anyone hurt her anymore. He wouldn't. Sango was too precious to him. How could someone as bright as her ever be tainted? How could she be able to feel sadness? Her pureness was unearthly, but she was also very strong. And that was another beautiful gift of her's. Sango wasn't like any of the other girl's at school. She didn't have one quality to her. She was deep and interesting. She didn't only have looks to her, but a intellectual mind to go with it. Yes, this was his girlfriend and he was proud of her. Miroku felt lucky that she would be comfortable enough to stay with him, even after her traumatic experience. Her feeling safe with him made him feel glad to be with her. Miroku glanced down at her and watched her fall asleep peacefully. He smiled and held her close to his body. He shut his eyes, feeling relaxed. How long would they be able to stay like that? She would have to be leaving soon wouldn't she? Miroku thought about asking her but he didn't want her to go. He wanted to be selfish and keep her. He wanted to keep her for the whole weekend and just stay in bed. But he knew that wouldn't happen. He would have to take her home eventually. Even so, he didn't mind having her for a few hours. As long as they could be alone, he was happy.

He walked in coolly, as if he owned the party. Kikyo went to him and planted a kiss on her cheek. He smiled with a devilish grin on his face. Inuyasha tugged at Kagome, pulling her into another direction. He didn't want her to pay attention to him. Kagome cast nervous glances his way but tried her best not to pay any mind to him. Bankotsu was a wretched person who didn't care about anyone but himself. He seeked the things that would please him, not caring about what it would take to get it. Kagome looked back at Inuyasha to see him watching for Bankotsu. Inuyasha protectively held Kagome closer. He didn't want to draw any eyes to them. He didn't want to fight. Still, Inuyasha began to think it was time for them to leave. He came to a stop when the song ended and took Kagome's hand. As soon as she had her purse, she turned to the door. Inuyasha stood in front of Kagome with his hand still holding hers and stared at the one blocking their way.

"Ah, Inuyasha, nice to see you again," Bankotsu smirked.

"Hardly what I'd call nice," Inuyasha said.

"I guess you would say that," Bankotsu shrugged, "Where is dear Miroku at?" Bankotsu sneered while eyeing the room.

"That's none of your business," Inuyasha snapped.

"Hey, I don't have anything against you, Inuyasha. Your hardly worth arguing with. But for the sake of time, where is Sango?"

"Go to h-"

"Let's go, Inuyasha," Kagome said.

She quickly pulled on Inuyasha's hand and took him out to his car. By now, he was already fuming with anger. He would have jumped Bankotsu right then and there if it hadn't been for Kagome. Inuyasha started the car and raced off down the street. He cluthced the wheel tightly in his hands and glared out the front window. His true instincts told him to go back and fight Bankotsu. But he couldn't. He didn't want Kagome to be embaressed of him. That would bother him more than anything else. He could deal with a few angry emotions. Kagome sat quietly next to him and gazed out the window at the night sky. She was just thankful that she was able to pull Inuyasha out of there so easily, especially as mad as he had gotten so quickly. And all Bankotsu had to do was say a few words.

When they pulled up into Kagome's driveway, she let him walk her to the door and brought him inside by his arm. Since their night had been cut short a few hours, she wanted to spend some more time with him. He plopped down on her living room couch while she went up to change into different clothes. He glanced around boredly and leaned his head back against the cushion. Kagome came back down ten minutes later and threw him a big blanket. More movies. She only liked watching them so much because he never complained or talked during them. It was the perfect time to be with him. Kagome got under the blanket with him after pressing play. Quiet time.

Eh, sorry it took so long to post this. For the first weekend I tried, it wouldn't let me. Then I just got lazy...well hope you enjoyed it!