Sweet Tooth – Part Two: Checking Up On You
Important: I know! Over a
month to update... Gomen nasai!
I couldn't figure what I wanted to happen after they got out of the lobby... So
I finally cut that part out and decided to get on with the story. Things will
get interesting next chapter. I promise!
Disclaimer: Hee...
If I owned Inuyasha & co, Miroku
and Sango would be in the spotlight EVERY episode. But... Nope, don’t own it. *sigh*
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Thursday... For some odd
reason, Sango was dreading this day. That reason had
absolutely nothing to do with a certain dark-haired, violet-eyed,
annoyingly handsome and overly confident client that had his appointment today.
All right, maybe it did. After all, he was an egotistical, perverted
jerk...
Really, that guy had a lot
of nerve, daring to approach her in such a way, if you could even call it that.
Honestly, coping a feel like he had... What was he
trying to prove, anyway? Was it that he had absolutely no idea about how to
treat a woman? Well, she'd figured that out without his help. After all, she
worked in the field of medicine, and she considered herself to be a good judge
of character. She'd seen right through that breath-taking charm of his to find
the sleaze he really was.
All she had to do was make
it clear she wasn't going to back down, and he'd move on to his next victim,
leaving her unscathed.
Happy with her plan, Sango rolled out of bed and went to go get ready for work.
Little did she know what
the day had in store for her.
*
"Ah... So today is
Thursday, is it?" Miroku asked himself, smirking
as he glanced at his calendar. Finally, after all of that time of waiting (six
days), he could finally see the lovely Chikara Sango once again. It wasn't that he hadn't asked (begged) Koharu to take him to her work again in that period of
time; every time he tried she had laughingly (nervously) refused.
Somehow, though, he had
survived.
Whistling cheerfully, Miroku grabbed his keys, making his way out of the
apartment. After the initial experience, he had avoided getting into the same car
as Koharu. Really, letting her drive was putting your
life on the line. As for having her as a passenger?
Well, he knew from past experience that she was quite the distraction... Either
way, a ride with her was a deathtrap.
Speaking of rides, it was
a good thing that he had his own car and a damn good memory at his disposal. Otherwise, he'd be lost in
Whistling cheerfully, he
pulled out of the apartment complex's driveway, heading towards his
And the
clock? Oh yes,
it read
*
"Come on Sango-san!" Koharu whined,
her hands twisting nervously. "You have to see your clients! Wanatabe-san has been waiting in room five for almost half
an hour! He keeps checking his watch every time I pass by." Sango didn't reply, instead opting to continue glaring at
the wall, arms and legs crossed stubbornly.
Koharu let out a small sigh. Why, why
couldn't she have worked for a man? Honestly, a few sniffles and a stray tear,
and she'd be out of this mess already. After all, men were blockheads. As
'smart' as they claimed to be, they couldn't figure out just how much power
women really had over them, and so were easily subdued. Sango,
however, was anything but a man, and as such, such paltry tricks didn't work on
her.
But, speaking of
blockheads...
Sango's office phone gave a ring, and the
dentist's swivel chair, well... Swiveled around. She
jabbed at the intercom button, eyes narrowed in annoyance as a brightly colored
balloon drifted past her open doorway.
Balloon? No worries- All will be explained.
"What?!" Koharu
winced slightly at the look on Sango's face. Yes, it
was a good thing- a very good thing- that the dentist wasn't mad at
her.... She hoped. A second later, a voice came through the phone.
"Sango-san,
I'm looking out the window right now, and I think he's here. I mean, he
looks like the description you gave me... But through these-"
"Thank you Tsuyu. I'll be right out," Sango
snapped abruptly, turning off the phone as she sprung from her chair. Koharu quickly hopped out of her way, biting her nails
fitfully as she followed the fuming woman into the abnormally colorful front
lobby. She was so busy worrying and avoiding the rebounding helium-filled
plastic that Sango had batted out of her way that she
almost failed to notice her superior come to a dead stop. It took Koharu several moments to regain her balance after swaying
around on her tiptoes in an effort not to crash into anyone or anything.
"What is it, Sango-san?" she asked as the dentist moved over to the
wall, peering around the corner at the front desk. Miroku
was leaning against the counter, talking to Tsuyu, a
suspicious grin planted on his face as he dramatically grabbed the startled
young woman's hands. Half a moment later, his voice rang through the office,
drowning out the sound of the squealing children on the other side of the
room...
"...Tsuyu-san, would you do me the honor of becoming my
wife?"
She didn't even get a
chance to respond, because, well, half a second later, a flowerpot flew through
the air, effectively hitting Miroku in the head and
knocking him to the floor. Groaning, he sat up, rubbing the new lump on his
head.
"What was that?"
he muttered, blinking around. At the sound of someone clearing her throat, he
looked up to see a very irritated Sango, her eye
twitching slightly. In an instant, he was on his feet, grabbing her hands
happily. "Sango-san! So very nice to see you again!"
She glared.
"Last time that you
were here, did I not make it extremely clear that there employee and
client relationships are off-limits here?!" she hissed.
"Um... Sango-san?"
Tsuyu said quietly, hoping she wouldn't get yelled at
as she fiddled with her necklace. Around the chain was a gold ring embedded
with diamond. Sango rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I know. Unless
the employee met the client outside of the workplace before one or the other
was referred or employed here. Which reminds me-" Sango
turned her glare back onto to Miroku, who was still
clutching at her hand happily, "what are you doing asking an already
married woman to marry you?!" His grin faltered, and he rubbed his chin
with his free hand in surprise. Sango took his
distraction as an opportunity to pry her hand from his.
"Married? But, I
didn't know. She wasn't wearing a ring... So I assumed..." he trailed off,
blinking innocently. Tsuyu giggled slightly and Koharu shook her head, joining the clerk behind the
counter.
"That's 'cause she
wears her wedding ring as a necklace right now!" the girl explained,
laughing slightly. Tsuyu nodded.
"Yes. You see, I'm
pregnant right now, and my fingers swell. It hurts horribly if I wear my ring
on my hand right now." Miroku had the grace to
look somewhat embarrassed, but smiled nonetheless.
"That's wonderful.
Congratulations! You're husband must be quite happy," he said politely,
and Tsuyu nodded, about to speak when Sango cleared her throat. The three looked to the dentist,
whose eyes were narrowed dangerously and her arms crossed.
"Now that we've
cleared that up, do tell me, Somei-sama, you
wouldn't happen to be able to explain these damned balloons!?" she
growled, snatching one that had hit her from behind and shoving it into his
face. He took it calmly, looking at her confusedly.
"What? Didn't you get
the card?"
She spluttered before
regaining her composure.
"Yes, but... You...
I... ARGH!" She threw her hands up in utter
annoyance.
"You don't like them?
I just wanted to thank you for being my new dentist," he asked, his
eyebrows drawing downwards in a perplexed frown.
"No! They're
in the way! I'm trying to run a business here, not a carnival!"
He sighed dramatically.
"Right,
then. After my
checkup, I'll stay and clean them up, all right?" Miroku
said, smiling and effectively preventing Sango from
growing any angrier. She pursed her lips, then gave a
curt nod before turning and making her way into the back. Miroku
chuckled.
"Y'know...
I think she likes me!"
Tsuyu and Koharu
exchanged a dry look, before both shook their heads.
"Right this way, Miroku-sama," Koharu said,
giggling as she lead the young man into an open room.
*
Two hours later, Miroku left the office, clutching a large garbage bag
filled with popped, wearing two handprints on his face, and leaving a very
annoyed dentist to fume for the rest of the night.
Oh, was the fact that he
had another appointment next Tuesday mentioned? After all, he did have
two cavities that needed filling.
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Aamalie: Ugh. FINALLY got
this chapter out. Sorry for the horrendous wait. Review Response time!
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Zero27: Kami...
You never have anything bad to say about my stories, do you? ^^
Zephor: Thank you! I'm glad you like my fics...
Sorry for the long update though...
Serra-owns-inuyasha: Erm... Over a month isn't
forever, is it? I hope not. =P
Blue Glowing Thing: You know... I really think you're
right. Miroku getting slapped DOESN'T get old...
'Cause he deserves it every time!
Lil psYchO: Well, if you've been to a dentist
recently, give me a refresher on what happens when you get cavities filled...
So that I can write the next chapter... ^^; Hee...
And I'm glad you think Koharu's last name fits.
Hayzi: Another couple? *checks your temperature* Are you
sick? Delerious? Should I call 911?
S@n-Ch@n: I finally continued! Yayness, ne?
^_^ Just... don't cheerlead, okay?
LadyJynjr: Unoriginal? The cliché last names
(taijiya, houshi, etc...)
or my fic? O.O *starts to panic*
Corisu Li: Hee...
Yes... Miroku's a master of those subliminal (and not
so subliminal) messages, isn't he?
LadyDi: Hee..
I'm glad you like my 'style'... What can I say? I try... =P
Amber Eyez: Well, she is bad. She's Koharu!
She's annoying! Which is why her last name means 'Annoyance'!
^_______^;
And last but not
least...
SaRaToNi: Well, I finally updated... And I'm glad I've gotten
your obsession down well enough. =P Hopefully, I'll keep it up!
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