Sweet Tooth – Part Seven: Watery Relationship
Important: [Insert Last Chapter
Dance]
Disclaimer:
-.- I've been writing fics for a
year now. If I owned Inuyasha, I think you'd know by
now.
Note: Italics between normal
quotation marks ("") means someone on the other end of a telephone
conversation.
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"Hello,
Kagome-chan," Sango
said, dropping onto the couch and kicking off her shoes.
"Sango-chan, where are you?"
What a
pleasant way to begin a conversation.
"I'm at
home..."
"Anyone with you?" Kagome prompted,
sounding rather excited. Whatever about, Sango had no
idea.
"No, of course not. Why?"
"Oh
don't be silly! Koharu told me!" Sango
couldn't help but frown. Any conversation involving Koharu
telling Kagome was bound to be bad. For her, at least.
Maybe it was best that she should start associating herself with people that weren't
gossips?
"Told you
what?"
Kagome gave a
sighed.
"About
that guy Miroku, of course. She said you went home
with him! Come on, Sango-chan. You're going to tell
me what happened, aren't you?"
Sango weighed her options carefully. Kagome had a rather... bad habit
of being nosy. She almost seemed to think that, when romance was potentially
involved, her friends' business was her business. Ever since the slightly
younger woman had gotten married, it had gotten even worse. Apparently, she
didn't feel she should be the only one blessed with marital bliss.
That, of
course, was the only reason necessary for Sango to
answer as she chose to.
"Oh,
that? Kagome-chan, you should know better. He just
dropped me off on my block so that I could get my spare keys after I locked my
other ones in my car, and I took the bus back. It wasn't anything worth talking
about."
"Oh." Sango
was tempted to cheer at the significantly less bubbly tone her friend had used.
When it came to Kagome, less bubbly meant less meddlesome. "Well,
that's rude! He should have given you a ride back to your office too! Hmph. Don't
associate yourself with him anymore, Sango-chan.
He obviously doesn't know how to be a gentleman."
This was
coming from the girl who had married Inuyasha, one of
the least gentlemanly men Sango knew. Not that he didn't have his moments when he was decent... But... He liked waking up on the wrong side of the bed.
"Don't
worry about it. Anyway, it's late. I should probably get to bed... I've got yet
another day of work tomorrow."
"Sure!
Just remember to call me when you get my appointment scheduled, 'kay?"
"Mmmhmm..."
"Bye Sango-chan!"
"Goodbye."
With a
grateful sigh, the dentist turned off her cell phone, which had grown rather
hot over the duration of their conversation. The sigh turned into a yawn
halfway through, and she decisively trudged off to her room, intent on getting
some sleep.
She'd tell
Kagome the truth sometime later...
Preferably a long time later.
=
"I still
don't know how dinner and a movie became a matinee and lunch," Sango said, taking a sip of her strawberry lemonade as she
eyed the man seated across from her. The had chosen to
eat at a simple corner restaurant that primarily served American food. In other
words, it served burgers, fries, and soda. It wasn't a place Sango would have typically chosen, but Miroku
had managed to convince her that the food there was better than most.
"Simple!
It's a Saturday morning. All of the schools in this area let out at around
The thoughtful
look disappeared when he received a light kick from under the table. Sango smiled sweetly at him, swirling her straw in her
beverage.
"I think
the matinee was just fine. However..." She picked up her spoon, pointing
it at him in mock-seriousness. "You need to learn proper movie-watching
conduct." Miroku arched an eyebrow.
"Do I?
Just what is this movie-watching conduct you speak of?"
Sango set her spoon back down before linking her fingers together and
resting her forearms on the table in a businesslike fashion.
"It's simple
really. Basically, the one thing you need to know is that I go to movie
theaters to, well, watch a movie. Which
means, if you expect me to go to any more of them, there will be no more
groping or attempts to get me to make-out with you." Miroku gave her an innocent smile as he rubbed the back of
his neck in discomfort.
"But... I
only did anything during the boring parts. And besides, you didn't object when
I put my arm around you."
"That is,
until you decided to grab my chest," she pointed out, looking none too
convinced.
"Eh heh... Oh! Look, here comes waitress with the food...
Hmmm..."
Sango sighed, noting the all too familiar glint in his eyes. Somehow,
she could tell he wasn't gawking at their arriving meals...
"Ow! Sango! What was that
for?!"
She simply
smiled as her food was set down in front of her.
"Whatever
are you talking about, Miroku-san?"
That shut him up.
=
Half an hour
later found the two walking contentedly through a small park. It was a haven
from most of the business of Tokyo, where children occupied themselves on the
playground and mothers chatted, keeping one eye on their young ones at all
times. Trees blocked out the sights of skyscrapers, and fountains hid the noise
of cars on the nearby streets.
"Somei-kun, for some reason, I just realized," Sango said as she perched herself on the edge of one the
fountains, "I have yet to find out what sort of work you do. You
obviously know my chosen occupation, so I think its time you told me
yours."
"I don't
know, Sango," Miroku
replied, settling next to her. He gave her a pained look. "After all, it
seems our relationship has regressed a bit since lunch."
"How do
you suppose that?" Sango asked, frowning his
way. He tapped his chin thoughtfully as he answered.
"Well,
you led me on to believe we were past this outrageous habit of yours in which
you insist on referring to me by my last name. I don't know if I can forgive
that so easily."
"How then
can I make amends, oh wounded one, Miroku-san!" Sango teased, flicking water from the fountain at him. A
crafty grin spread across his features.
"Perhaps,
my lovely lady, like this?"
And, with that
said, he reached over and tilted up her chin before swooping down and claiming
her lips with his. Overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, Sango
did the one thing she could do.
She shoved him
into the fountain.
He came up
spluttering.
"Sango! What was that
for?!" he groused, staring up dejectedly at the young dentist, who was
standing several feet away. Her cheeks were flaming in
such a way that even her nose seemed pink.
He found it a
fairly endearing sight, to tell the truth.
Now... If only he wasn't so wet...
"What do
you think that was for? You... You... Kissed me!"
"Yes,"
Miroku sighed, plucking at his soaked clothing.
"And then, you decided it was time for me to take a swim..." Very well. I apologize Sango. I should have treated you with more respect."
"I... Oh,
you!" she growled, stomping forward to help him out of the fountain.
"You didn't upset me all that much," she muttered. "You just
caught me off guard. Give me some warning next time..."
"Meaning,
you're not mad at me?" he asked, a glint in his eyes.
Sango smiled and shook her head.
"No, I'm
not."
"Good,
because my other option would have been to require your graceful hand in
marriage, but I figured that wouldn't be that well received right now." Sango had the grace to look momentarily stunned, before
crossing her arms in an embarrassed huff.
"You
still haven't answered my initial question," she accused. Miroku paused, trying to recall just what that question had
been. He snapped his fingers when he managed to remember.
"Ah yes. My job. It's nothing special. Right now, I'm just helping my
father set up a small Asian art museum he's setting up in England. When I
haven't been chasing after a certain lovely dentist..." He gave Sango a quick wink. "I've been going to various
auctions and purchasing artifacts and whatnot."
Sango blinked.
"Are you
serious?"
Miroku raised an eyebrow at her.
"Yes, I
am. Did you expect me to work at a fast food restaurant?"
"No!"
she said with an emphatic shake of the head. "I doubt anyone who flipped
burgers for a living could afford to buy all of those roses you sent me." Miroku winced.
"Eh heh... I sort of got in trouble for that. My father wasn't
too happy that he was out a couple thousand yen and a painting or two. I
believe his exact words were... Never mind. We're in a park. I'd better keep it
PG rated. I'd rather not have some granny with bricks in her purse chasing me
around the slide." He sighed. "And yes, Sango,
before you ask, it has happened to me before."
The admission
did nothing to stop the giggles that had began to
erupt from the dentist. In fact, it just caused more.
"Well,"
Sango gasped between fits of laughter, "Don't
feel too bad. I worked at a McDonald's or two during my first years of
college." She shrugged one shoulder as she finally got herself under
control. "Can't eat scholarships, you know?" Miroku
grinned, suddenly moving towards her. In a blink, he had snuck his arms around
her waist.
"Well,
then, let me tell you something else." He leaned in close to Sango, who was, by now, blushing for the umpteenth time
since she'd met him.
"What...?"
"This is
the warning that you asked for." It took Sango
half a second to process what it was he meant by that,
and when his mouth found hers, she'd be a liar to say that she minded much. In
fact, she didn't mind the kiss at all.
But there was
one thing she did mind...
"Ah! Miroku! You're drenched!"
Much to Miroku's disappointment, he found that her revelation led
to one thing that he didn't want it to lead to.
Another trip into the fountain.
When he came
up this time, Sango was fuming. And he could see why.
He had still be rather wet, and the dentist had
chosen this particular day to wear a rather... white... shirt.
'Wow. I
hadn't even noticed that,' Miroku thought as he eyed his
accidental 'treat'. 'Nice...'
Unfortunately
for him, Sango knew exactly what he was up to.
"I'll be
in the car," she snapped, and stormed off. Miroku
could have sworn he heard her mutter something along the lines of
"lecherous idiot" as she went. He shook his head in amusement as he
climbed out of the water.
"My, oh
my... What a date... What a woman... What a kisser..." He chuckled. 'I
guess this is what it feels like when you when the lotto.'
With that thought
in mind, Miroku hurried to catch up with Sango.
After all,
they had another few 'appointments' to work out, didn't they?
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The End
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Aamalie: =3 Yay! It's over!
And I love the ending, to tell the truth. I had a lot of fun with this fic, and it's tempting to let it run on... But, if you read
the summary, the entire point of the story was for Miroku
to get Sango on a date. And,
well... There's the date for you! I've fallen in love with AU fics though, so do expect to see another one coming out
after I finish Splintered Coral.
Well, that's a
wrap! On to review responses!
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