Snickers – Part Seventeen:
Ticklish
OMG I PASSED
100 REVIEWS XD ha! I'm so happy *-* I think I could cry.... Thank you all! I
love youuuuuuuuuuuu XD
Kikanemi: I'm glad you're
starting to like them XD and even gladder (It's a word if I say it is
>.>) that my story helped you like 'em XD
Sadistic
Shadow:
-.- I don't like Gendou. He's evil >.&ggt; and I read your fic XD I'm lovin
it! And I'm still trying to download I'm Like Yeah -.-; stupid
computer... 9"?! o.o I want a 9" Miroku plushie o.o I'd take a 3 ½
inch... But ofcourse my darling mother won't let me -.- foo
*cough cough*
>.> You people aren't going to like me that much at the end of this
chapter... And no reading ahead! That's cheating -.- <.< Gomen ahead of
time.
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"Rock
Paper Scissors, Shoot!"
"Miroku
stop coping me!"
"I'm not
coping you! AGAIN!"
"Rock
Paper Scissors, Shoot!"
"Sango!"
"It's not
my fault... Again!"
"Rock
Paper Scissors, Shoot!"
This had been
going on for the past hour folks... The two just couldn't decided what movie to
watch! There was absolutely nothing on TV (A/N: I had it when that
happens) so they sorted through the DVD's and tapes, only for find that THEY
COULDN'T AGREE ON ANYTHING! Let us take the a sappy Chick Flick as an example.
Miroku was willing to watch something like 'A Walk to Remember' (A/N: v.v I
still haven't seen that... Is it good?) Or even Titanic... Girls cried on that
stuff and he would be there to lend the shoulder... Heheheheh... However, Sango
didn't want to watch it. She'd watched those movies a thousand times with
Kagome or Ayame and she was not about to watch them again with
Miroku. So... Those were ruled out.
Then Miroku
got the idea to watch Blade, but Sango said no. It was way too gory, and just
plain stupid! She may not want to watch chick flicks, but she wanted some kind
of romance! She's a girl after all. So after long, brutal battles, it was
decided what the only logical way to chose would be...
. . .
Rock paper
Scissors
And that would
be fine and dandy... If anyone ever won that is. Miroku and Sango tied every
game... Talk about soul mates, I mean... Never mind...
"Rock
Paper Scissors SHOOT!"
. . .
. . .
. . .
"I.... I
won....." Miroku said shocked. Sango was in a similar state. She never
lost these things. "I Finally WON! WOOOHOOO!"
"No...
Way.... YOU CHEATED"!
"I hate
to break it to you sweetheart, but you can't cheat in this game. Here we go! My
Pick!"
Sango growled
and looked behind her.
-.- There
stood a mirror.... Figures.....
"Let's
see... Gladiator? Blade? Here we go, The Patriot-"
"NO!
Miroku please" Sango pleaded. "Please? I can't stand it when the
people die. It's so sad! Please don't choose that..." (A/N: I hate I too
;-; I cry)
. . .
"Spiderman
okay with you?"
"Dandy!"
* * * * * * *
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"Oooo
shot down..." Sango said at the end of the movie. "Hey Miroku, What
do you-"
*shift*
"...Miroku?
I know your not sleeping get up... Miroku.... Miroku-"
"BLAH"
"EEEK!"
Sango fell back "Miroku!"
"What
Sango? Always expect the unexpected." Miroku teased, poking her side.
"Don't do
that"
"Do
what?" Miroku wondered outloud when Sango started scooting back. "Do
this?" He asked, poking her again.
"Miroku
stop! I'm warning you!"
"My my
Sango... If I didn't know any better I would say you were.... Ticklish?!"
Sango's eyes
widened when Miroku leapt forward and attacked her sides.
"Stop!
Stop! NO!"
They were both
so engulf by this so called 'tickle attack' that neither Miroku nor Sango
noticed how close they were. Sango was on her back, trying to shield her sides
from Miroku, her knees up while Miroku was between them. One hand was attacking
her knee cap (A/N: v.v I'm ticklish there...) While the other was being used
for support and to get Sango's side. What a compromising position... Oh the
possibilities!
Sango,
deciding that being defensive wasn't helping her at all, took the offensive.
After hitting him a few times, she pulled at his arm, trying to make him lose
balance. Tsk tsk. Maybe she should have thought this one out.... The arm she
pulled was Miroku's support arm. I'll give you one guess as to what happened...
...
He fell
"Eek!"
Sango got crushed between Miroku and the love seat.
Now this is
where I'll give you a choice as to what could happen. I told you there were
possibilities Of course only one of these will be played out, but I'll just let
you see the other >.>
Choice 1)
This whole
thing could have been very romantic... Except for one thing...
*Slap*
"YOU HENTAI!"
Yup, Miroku's
other hand somehow made it's way to Sango's back side. *Sigh* And things were
going so well too... Let's try this again shall we?
Choice 2)
"Eek!"
Sango got crushed between Miroku and the love seat. Or atleast she would have
if Miroku hadn't caught himself in time.
"That...
Was dangerous Sango" Miroku said, eyeing her.
"Well...
You wouldn't stop!"
"I was
having too much fun" Miroku smirked. Sango was about to say something but
her mind went completely blank. She just found herself staring in his eyes. As
If in a trance, Miroku slowly brought his head down to Sango's, and hers up to
his, intent on meeting in the middle so their -
*Ring*
. . .
*Ring
"God Damn
it!" Miroku yelled, sitting up. Sango growled and picked up the phone.
"WHAT?!...
Oh... Hello. Yes I'm his sister... No she's out of town, what's wrong... No,
tell me... What do you mean hit and run... No....
Miroku looked
on worriedly as Sango's eyes widened and her face paled. She was clutching the
phone so tight that her knuckles were turning white.
"Yes... I
understand... I'll be there..." Sango quietly hung up the phone, her bangs
covering her face.
"Sango...?"
Miroku asked, looking at her.
Suddenly,
Sango threw herself into Miroku's arms and dug her head in his chest. Miroku
wrapped his arms around her back, rubbing it while she cried.
"Sango
what happened?"
"Kohaku..."
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Ehhh.... Short
chapter....... Cliff hanger...... >.> I wrote this about four times
before I liked it enough to actually type. v.v; meh *sigh* I had to do it
folks. There had to be some drama... Some unwritten rule or something
>.> Stay tuned.