Time Together – Part Two: Trapped!
Aamalie: Hee... Just to
clear up why we know so damn little about names and attacks, my mom refuses to
get cable or satellite. She works for the state of
Taena: ITS NOT FAIR!
Maela: Nope, not fair at all. We need to buy some more manga as well... We're
orderly, and are having trouble refinding book 2. We've read up to thirteen
though. But they use mostly English... And ya know, you haven't said the
disclaimer yet.
Taena: Smooth move Aamalie.
Aamalie: Heh... Oops. Erm. Sorry? *Backs away from the
lawyers. Points at Rumiko.* They're hers! All hers!
PLEASE! Don't sue! *Holds up a dime* This is all I
have!
Taena & Maela: *sweatdrop*
Aamalie: Oh and thanks to the few who reviewed! And
no, Fluffy-5678, we DON'T know what that is... That's how deprived we are. And
thanks for telling us the names!
"Conversation" & *Thoughts*
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"Something wrong?" the monk asked mildly, turning away and pulling a
candle out of his pocket and lighting it with a match Kagome had given him a
while back.
"You're observant," she snapped, looking away herself, dropping onto
a rock, and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Care to enlighten me then?"
"Hmph."
"Guess not." They remained silent for a seemingly long time,
the candle flickering on the dank walls of the dead-ended and blocked cave.
"You do know this is all your fault you
baka," Sango said after a while. Miroku snorted.
"And how is that?"
"If you hadn't pushed me, we wouldn't be here!"
"Ah, so you'd rather be beneath those rocks than on this side of
them?" Sango gaped, unsure of what to say. The monk had stolen her fuel,
causing her to flush in embarrassment. He HAD saved her, and even after what
she had said earlier. *Why did I say that anyway? I have been rougher than
usual on him today. I just wish he wasn't such a helpless hentai!*
"Well, of course not. Why did you do that anyway?" she asked, making
sure to keep her eyes diverted. Miroku blinked.
*Why? Crap, I wasn't expecting that... More like an accusation that the only
reason I did was so I could touch her ass... Hmmm...
Not that THAT isn't a bad idea... She'd probably just slap me again... But it
IS worth it... Heh...*
"Miroku? Hello? Miroku?" Sango looked
over at him, and sighed as she saw him, pulling off a shoe and throwing it at
him, so it hit him in the head. "MIROKU! Get that
perverted look off of your face, those hentai thoughts out of your head, and
ANSWER MY QUESTION!" The houshi rubbed his cheek where he now sported a
footprint, grinning slightly. This was more like the Sango he knew. "Oh,
and throw me back my shoe," she added. He pretended not to hear this last
part.
"Ah... Your question? As to why
I pushed you out of the way of the rocks?"
"Yes, that question."
"Hmmm... Let me think..."
"You're forgetting I have another shoe, along with two hands and my
Hiraikotsu."
"Ah... How could I forget. As I was saying, the
reason I would save you has a very obscure and complicated answer. One that is
difficult to comprehend. In fact, it may boggle your mind so comple- OOF!"
He now had a shoeprint on his OTHER cheek.
"Get on with it." As irritating as he was, Sango couldn't help but
grin slightly. "And give me back my shoes!" He shook his head.
"So you can throw them at me again? I think not!" He set the pair
behind the rock he was sitting on. "Now, let me continue. This answer may
boggle your mind so completely, you'll be seeing
little stars dancing around in front of your eyes for a dec- Okay okay! I'll
tell!" He said, seeing Sango pick up her boomerang. She gave a satisfied
smirk.
"Go on then. I'm listening."
"Gagh... Why wouldn't I save you? You're my friend, and I wouldn't let
you, or anyone else in the group for that matter, get crushed by a ton of
rocks. Why would you want to know?" *Ah... I hope she falls for that. I
don't want to tell her the REAL reason just yet....*
"Oh... Yeah, I guess you're right. I'd probably probably do the same... I
was just wondering," she replied nonchalantly. *Figures... I was hoping
he'd say something else. Oh well. I'll keep dreaming.* She decided to change
the subject. "How much food do we have? I'm hungry, and I have a feeling
we might be stuck here for a while. It's best to know. I have about two days
worth for the both of us, and a fairly full flask of water."
Miroku checked his own things.
"A meal and two flasks of water. Good thing I
didn't get stuck alone!" he said, tossing one of her shoes back at her.
She rolled her eyes.
"You never plan for the worst, do you?" she asked.
"Of course I do! Why else would I ask..." he stopped, remembering how
she had yelled at him earlier. She blushed slightly, remembering also.
"Look... I'm sorry for being so mean earlier, I was just
frustrated..."
"Ah... So it isn't that time of month?" he joked, reaquainting
himself with her shoe.
"You baka! I wouldn't have gotten so mad if you
weren't such a hentai! Now give me back my shoes so I can throw them at you
again!" He laughed.
"Aww, are you saying you don't like me the way I am? And no, I won't give
them to you! Come get them yourself!"
"Why you! Give them here if you know what's good for you!" Sango
said, getting up and starting at him slowly. He got up too, moving away with
both shoes in hand, carefully avoiding the candle.
"Uh-uh-uh! Going to be violent now, are we?"
"I will if I have to be."
"And what will make you have to be?"
"You not giving me back my shoes, of
course." He stopped, holding them in front of him with one hand.
"Nani? These?"
"Hai!" Exasperated, she stepped towards him, then gasped as she felt something sharp enter her foot. She
brought it off the ground in shock, loosing her balance and falling on her
butt.
"Oww!" she hissed, peering at the bleeding gash on her foot, where
she had stepped on a rock. Miroku hurried over.
"Are you all right?" he inquired, kneeling beside her.
"Does it look like I am?" she snapped, then
took a deep breath. "Sorry... I stepped on a sharp rock. I doubt I can
walk now." Miroku nodded.
"I'm the one that's sorry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you walk in
this dark cave with nothing on your feet."
"Oh forget it. Just get me by the light so we can take care of this
thing." Miroku suddenly grinned. Sango couldn't help but wonder why the
hell why. She'd soon find out...
"As you wish, Lady Sango!" he said, scooping her into his arms and
walking back towards the light, looking mighty pleased with himself.
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Taena: She should have seen that one coming...
Aamalie: *innocent smile* That she should have. Now,
I'm debating whether to add fluff next chapter, or make you all wait a few
more. But do know I'm having fun with this!
Maela: The more reviews we get, the faster the chapters will come.
Taena: Yeah. If Aamalie ever applies herself more...
Aamalie: *sweatdrops* Heh... You try writing these stories! All you do is act
the critic.
Maela: Heh... And the more kawaii they'll be.
Aamalie: Yep! And longer too! Even though both chapters have been over 1000
words so far, minus our notes!
Taena: 5 more reviews before the next chapter!
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