What Sango Wants –
Part Fifteen: A Couple of Love Struck Morons
Aamalie: I know. Evil cliffie.
I won't talk 'til the end. You don't give a damn about what I have to say until
you know the end. Indulge yourselves.
Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha,
volume 30 of the manga would be translated already, and all of the manga
readers would be squealing about how freaking long it took for Miroku to
propose to Sango, and how freaking evil Rumiko is for not giving them enough
fluff. As that has not happened yet, no, I do NOT own Inuyasha. -.-;
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It seemed as
though the sound of her heart was the only sound in the entire world. Though
she knew she was the only one who could hear it, the rhythm seemed to
reverberate through her entire being, encompassing her mind, body, and soul.
Yet, Sango kept her senses detached from all else but the dumbfounded monk
caught before her, her grip on his robes steady. All time centered in on him.
All else faded into a messy watercolor of colors and sounds. Everything that
made up her world depended on his next words. It was they that could- would-
make, or break, her heart.
Miroku, for
his part, was in a jumble.
'What did
she just ask me? Kami-sama, is she even allowed to ask me that?! I must be hearing
things. That's it, right? ...RIGHT?! Okay, so, it's wrong. But what am I going
to say? I mean, I can't actually... But she'd be so... I can't... Though I
do... But she...'
All the while,
Sango had watched his face go through a series of stages, accompanied by his
disheveled thoughts. Added together, the sum of the story seemed very bleak
indeed. Slowly, she let her clutch on his clothing loosen, and the tears that
occasionally streaked her face were bordering on steady. Sango let her gaze
falter as hope slid from her in silent streams. Miroku, who had been blatantly
gaping at the taijiya as he tried to work out what he was going to say, noticed
as her hand dropped to her lap to clasp with the other, her head bowing to
accommodate the tears.
"Sango..."
he began, still trying to find suitable terms for what he wanted to say.
"You
don't, do you?" Sango choked out, trying in vain to stop her tears. All in
all, she cared more deeply for him than she would ever admit. Though she had
suspected it, hoped against it, this seeming proof that he did not return her
feelings truly hurt. It was a hurt like being stabbed in the back by someone
you trusted deeply, and that had happened to her before, both literally and in
a metaphoric sense.
It wrought
uncharacteristic self-pity upon her in a soul-wrenching avalanche.
Miroku stared
at Sango for a long time, confused. He hadn't even said anything yet.
Yes, it was understandable that the time he was taking to answer was
distressing, but still, she couldn't expect him to unleash his emotions in an
idiotic babble like some love-struck moron... Could she? Suddenly, a second
helping of the Hiraikotsu-copies and Tetsusaiga arrived on his plate as he
realized Sango's reasoning. Suppressing the temptation to laugh, he reached
forward and pulled the taijiya into an embrace. She stifled a gasp, twisting
her head to look at him with puffy eyes.
"Houshi-sama?"
she whispered, confused. Miroku smiled, wiping a tear from her already stained
cheeks.
"It's a
bit difficult to get my thoughts in order when you're making assumptions based
on what I mean when they're highly unorganized. You see, Sango, I prefer
to picture myself a quick-thinking sort of person with a touch of the ability
to predict reactions, and I hope others see me as the same. For some reason,
though, this talent somewhat eludes me when I'm around you... Especially when
you manage to catch me off-guard."
"Houshi-sama?"
Sango's tears had slowed to a halt, and the despair was fading into doubtful
hope. She resembled a child who had been dreaming of something for a long time,
and she felt she was finally getting her wish granted. Even so, she was wary of
the possible, illusionary, heartaches that waited to pounce around every
corner.
For a very
rare occasion, she was wearing her soul on her sleeve, her emotions presented
clear to him. It was daring leap of faith.
Like hell was
he going to let her fall now.
"Sango,
based on previous conversations, you are quite aware of my position in
life," he stated. The youkai exterminator merely nodded apprehensively,
comprehending from his expression that he wasn't quite done yet. "As such,
you should also be aware that I am a notorious liar, and if you were to look
past my facades of reasoning, you'd see that I have, in fact, fallen in love in
love with a certain, beautiful young woman. Do you know who that woman is,
Sango?"
"Tell
me," she whispered, her expression filled with withheld joy. Miroku smiled
as he leaned his forehead against hers, and spoke a single word.
"You."
Unceasing
elation rushed through Sango as her arms flew up around Miroku in a hug, a peal
of happy laughter bursting from her. Chuckling, Miroku returned her embrace,
and they remained like that for a long moment.
"Thank
you..." Sango murmured into his shoulder, surprising him. He pulled back a
little to look at her face, but still kept his arms around her.
"For
what?" he inquired. Sango shook her head slightly at herself as she linked
her hands behind his neck, emboldened by the providential outcome of the
situation she had shied away from for months.
"For
being honest to me."
'As if I
could lie?' Miroku thought, proving his point in the most efficient manner
possible. Sango let out a small giggle.
"I
suppose you're right. But, Houshi-sa...ma..." she trailed, looking
suddenly confused.
"What is
it?" The taijiya's mouth quirked into a grin.
"Well...
I was just remembering that you were in my head for a period of time, and I
don't know why I'm still..."
Miroku
blinked.
"Still
what?"
"...Calling
you that... Houshi-sama... Miroku..." she said, voice dropping as she did
so. He stared at her for a long time before grinning himself.
"About
time," he said, drawing her close and kissing her once more.
They sat
together in each other's arms for the rest of the night, conversing peacefully
until they fell into sleep.
*
"Awww!
They look so cute together! We shouldn't wake them... After all, it seems the
deserve it, if they finally got together."
Inuyasha
snorted- although quietly.
"Feh. He
probably just pulled a move on her in his sleep."
"She is
hugging him back though," Shippou observed as he jumped onto the hanyou's
head, peering at the sleeping couple. Miroku, leaning back against a tree,
Sango held close in his arms. Her head was on his shoulder, and there were no
signs of slap-marks anywhere. Kirara, who had been sleeping near the two, raised
her head, seeing the group watching from their hiding spot. She gave a small
mew, getting up and rubbing her head against her mistress's shin. After a
moment, Sango cracked open an eye, looking down at the small youkai.
"What is
it Kirara?"
The neko mewed,
receiving a pat on the head as the taijiya carefully detached herself from
Miroku, looking around. Her eyes passed over the staring group, and she
started, pushing the sleeping monk away from her in sudden embarrassment. Well,
there goes the part about sleeping.
"It- I-
What- WHEN DID YOU ALL GET BACK?!" she finally said, blushing profusely.
Kagome giggled.
"Umm...
About ten minutes ago."
"So,
finally getting somewhere with the women, eh bouzo?" Inuyasha snickered.
Miroku, gave him a dry, sleepy look.
"Kagome-sama,
if you fail to subdue him now, I may have to resort to extreme measures."
Kagome smiled.
Inuyasha
backed away, shaking his head.
"Ka-
Kagome, you don't have to..."
"Inuyasha...
Osuwari!"
The sound of
face meeting dirt sent several nearby birds flying.
"Thank
you, Kagome-sama," Miroku said, glancing around. "Hn? Where'd Sango
go?"
"Huh? She
was just here..." Kagome said, looking around as well.
"Inuyasha
probably scared her off!" Shippou said, jumping on said hanyou's head, who
emanated several unintelligible sounds in protest. They were bluntly ignored...
Miroku thought for a moment, then nodded, rising.
"I
believe I know where she left to. I'll be back in a while. Perhaps you three
could start in on breakfast, instead of following us, ne?"
"Umm...
Of course! Why would we follow you?" Kagome replied, laughing nervously as
Miroku walked away through the trees, choosing not to answer that question. The
miko immediately plopped down on the ground, sighing. "No fair! Now we
won't know what's going on!"
"Feh. As
long as they don't waste the day going a-" he cut himself off at Kagome's
look, quickly looking for less dangerous words, "Going all cute... We have
shit to do!" Kagome sighed, leaning her head against Inuyasha's shoulder.
"Inuyasha...
You're helpless."
*
Sango sat by
the stream, lost in thought. She jumped slightly when someone sat down beside
her.
"Oh!
Miroku, I didn't hear you coming..."
"Ah. So
busy with your own thoughts you couldn't hear mine, eh?"
"I
suppose..." she trailed off, forehead wrinkling in a concentrated frown.
"Miroku... Think something."
"What?"
"Just do
it."
'Uh... I
love you?'
She continued
to frown.
’Sango? Is
something wrong?'
No reply.
"Sango,
what is it?"
"I... I
can't hear your thoughts anymore! What happened?"
"You can't?"
"No!"
"Odd..."
"That's
all? Odd?!"
"Yes."
"But...
But-"
"Sango,"
Miroku said, slipping his arm around her and bring her closer, "Does it
really matter?" She blushed slightly.
"No...
But I do want to know!"
"Some
questions are never meant to be answers. Let's not push this one. After all, it
did do some good while it lasted, did it not?"
"It
did," she admitting, sighing. He laughed, shaking his head.
"Sango, I
love you," he whispered, and kissed her softly, happily, lovingly.
Theirs was a
love that would last the tests of life.
After all,
that's love for you.
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The End
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Aamalie: Wow... Took me long
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I'm already starting in on a new one. In fact, here's the summary! I posted it
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Title: Splintered Coral
Summary: Sango gets split into
two different bodies with a different personality for each- Shy village girl
and bold taijiya. What's a houshi to do?
Rating: PG-13
Coupling: Mir/San
Taena: Basically Miroku gets
to deal with two Sango's instead of one. One's the feminine side of her, the
other's the kick-butt Sango we all know her to be... It'll be fun. ^.^' Read
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