Heart of Tensaiga
Night Talks
Sango looked around the room they were given to sleep in and smiled at the sight. The room was cozy and as such Katsumi had fallen asleep with her back to Inuyasha due to their continued squabbling. Now, the two were leaning back to back in their sleep. Shippo, as his new custom, was asleep on Katsumi's lap while hugging a small Kilala.
"Can you not sleep, Sango?" Miroku's question broke the silence with his whispered question.
Brown eyes glanced over at the monk that sat no more than two feet away from her. Too close in her opinion as she eyed his other cursed hand. "It would seem not. There are just a lot of things on my mind right now," she stated.
"Anything a humble monk such as myself can do to help?" he asked her, a tad suggestively.
She cast a slight glare his way, "It's nothing really."
Miroku moved a little closer to her so that he was no more than a few inches from her side. She stiffened a bit and he smiled, "Come now Sango, you know you can tell me whatever it is that is troubling you."
"I said it's nothing Miroku," she stood abruptly and headed for the door of the inn, wanting nothing more than to hopefully come back when the monk was finally asleep. She peered at the stars outside and sighed.
"Sango," he started and held his hands up innocently at her startled jump, "I simply wish to talk."