~Miroku~

They rode upon Kirara's back in the great blue sky. They had decided to wait until morning to begin a search for a miko that was strong enough to pull this off. One who would also, willingly help them. His arms were tight around Sangos slim, fit waist, his face inches from her neck. But he knew better. He could not violate the slayer now, or he would not only be slapped, but lectured, and it would probably cause in tears. This was a dire mission, tense and stressful. He could not risk Sangos emotions at the moment. So he sat tense, and restrained on the demon cats back, and tried his best to distract his thoughts from the girl whose body was pressed so close to his.

~Sango~

She could feel him so close behind her. His hands were like fire on her skin, as he held onto her while they flew. She held no doupt in her mind that he was restraining himself from doing his usual hentai deeds, and she was thankful. As much as she secretly enjoyed his preverted mistakes, she knew that right now, she could not handle them. Her best friend, the girl whom she considered family was in great danger. Lord only knew what Inuyasha was going to do-...or did do, to sweet, loving, gentle, innocent Kagome. She could not allow him to hurt her. And if he had, he would pay; dearly.

Her eyes widened, as she felt something poking her back. It wasn't the monks usual floating "Cursed" hand... It was something else...

Oh geeze... Can't he stay serious for one day!? Her face turned beat red, and she focased on the ground below them, searching for a village.

~Sesshomaru~

He was almost irritated at their behaiver. For more than one reason. For one, they were acting so foolishly in such a important time, one that held his loves life at stake; though part of him knew it was not their fault, and they were concentraiting on the mission at hand. Their bodies reactions to eachother were uncontrollable.

Secondly, they had something that he knew ningens wished for everyday. They had true love, and he could only tell this now because of his bond with Kagome. He could see how the monk was always nervous around her, how his hands trembled when reaching for her. He could hear his heart racing, and hers as well. But right now, he could clearly smell both of their arousals. He shook his head, and began his decent to the earth below them. He could sence a spiritual presence in the village. A strong one.

A/N- Short, yes, and slightly just a filler at the moment... I have slight writers block. It's been a long weekend, and I just wanted to be able to post something before the week days and school started again. I promise to get back to the point soon, I just needed to get something out there for you guys. I will begin the next chapter immediatly though. And though this was jsut a bit of drabble, I think it was kinda nessisary. It shows where Miroku and Sango stand relationship wise, and shows Sesshomaru's change in thinking. But yes, will begin the next asap. Sorry!

-Ser