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Can’t Stop the Rain From Falling	By : Mirokuslave Category: InuYasha > General Views: 2121 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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-Hey look, a yen…- thought Miroku, sliding to the bottom of the tub as Sango rounded the corner and sat down on the edge of the hot pool, soaking her feet and legs in the relaxing warm waters.
“Something doesn’t seem right- AHH!!!” screamed Sango as Miroku popped through the surface of the water and looked at the blushing Sango in her towel.
“What the hell are you doing in here?!” demanded Sango as Miroku grabbed his towel and wrapped hit around his waist.
“Now Sango, I was here first so shouldn’t I be the one angry with you? Unless you secretly are a peeping kitten…then I wouldn’t mind at all.” Said Miroku calmly and Sango blushed deeply.
“I don’t peep on naked men…” she grumbled.
“Don’t worry, I won’t throw anything at you.” Said Miroku with a slightly drunken chuckle as he wondered why Sango hadn’t left yet. It wasn’t like her to be around him with so little on in front of his wandering eyes.
Sango looked at him and almost smiled at the monk in the deep pool of water. It was deep enough to hit him mid-chest while standing so she knew it would at least reach her shoulders.
“Houshi-sama…would you mind…if I stayed here with you for awhile?” asked Sango, keeping one hand at the top of her towel to keep her breasts completely covered.
Miroku looked at her in surprise for a moment but smiled and answered.
“Why of course my lady Sango, but do you really wish to bathe with such an advantage taking, womanizing pervert?” asked Miroku almost teasingly. Sango rolled her eyes and slid into the water anyways.
“Just keep control of those hands Houshi…” said Sango, sitting down on the underwater ledge and leaning back against the wall of the giant tub as Miroku sat down and did the same, his gloved hand outstretched behind her shoulders.
“So how did the exorcism go?” asked Sango, sounding relaxed.
“Quite well in fact, but there were a few pesky little rat demons that were easily taken care of. One man was so grateful that I had rid his garden of a rat demon nest that he took me to the local bar and bought me three delicious bottles of sweet sake.” Said Miroku, looking smug and a little drunk.
-Oh my gods…he’s drunk! I have to get out of here! - thought Sango before jumping in surprise when a warm wet arm embraced her shoulders.
Sango’s cheeks burned with a fiery red as she looked at Miroku and saw how he was smiling at her.
-I have to stop this…he’s far too drunk to really know what he’s doing…-thought Sango.
“Houshi-sama…Are you feeling alright?” she asked as he suddenly pulled her closer and leaned his head against her shoulder. She could smell the sake on his breath. As Sango tried to think of what to do, Miroku did something that she would never forget. Sango’s heart literally stopped beating when a warm, soft pair of lips pressed against her cheek and then her neck, making her shiver with the sensation.
What had she been thinking?
She’d been so ready to kiss him on her own accord the other night but over that time she’d lost all confidence in her heart and what it wanted. She’d decided that such desires must be fought until a better time though that fight had been melted like snow in the sun with the warmth of his chest and the smell of his skin. But that was when he was sober.
“Houshi-sama…please stop it…” she pleaded as she pushed him away, the exact opposite of what her heart was begging her to do. All she wanted was to hold him close again and feel safe from the world around her, but the picture of Naraku and Kohaku rarely left her mind.
Miroku blinked drunkenly a few times, as if confused by her rejection.
“I’m-m going-g back to-o the r-room…” she said shakily as she stood up.
But as she tried to step out of the hot pool Miroku gently grabbed her hand.
“Please…Sango…I’m sorry…” he said with a hic-up.
“Go to bed, Houshi-sama…” said Sango, regaining her cold hard protective shell once more.
And having said that she pulled her hand away and walked off, trying to keep her tears inside. Miroku listened to the wet patter of her feet on the wooden floor until it faded away and all was quiet…
“Sango…*hic-up!*” said Miroku as he gathered his clothes, got dressed and walked back to his room.
“Sango please…come on…talk to me…” begged Kagome, rubbing Sango’s back like a mother or little sister would do to that of a crying sister or daughter.
Sango mumbled as she continued to cry into the pillow.
“He was too drunk…I couldn’t go through with it…I just could do that to him…” she whimpered. Why did relationships have to be so damn complicated?!
“Couldn’t what? Show your feelings?” asked Kagome sounding worried. Sango nodded and replied.
“I couldn’t stay there with him once I found out his current condition…”
“How drunk was he?” asked Kagome.
“He’d had 3 bottles of sake and was so drunk he couldn’t hide his ‘feelings for me’ from the worst of enemies.” Said Sango through her tears.
Kagome decided it would be best to just leave Sango alone.
Sango had been alone for so long and had kept her feelings so locked up that heartache was inevitable. She knew that all Sango wanted was to be close to someone again, she wanted someone she could trust her heart to.
Kagome was her best friend and all but she couldn’t tell her everything.
Miroku, if were ever to clean up his act would be an excellent person for Sango. He’d understand the pain of losing one’s family, of being alone for years, of being cursed, of being betrayed and almost killed. He could be her special someone to repair and maintain her beaten and well walled heart.
It didn’t take long for Sango to cry herself to sleep as Miroku passed out on his bed after listening painfully to Sango’s tears, though in the morning he wouldn’t remember anything after taking that first drink of sake…
“Are you feeling alright Sango?” asked Shippo, looking at the tired taiji who was leaning against the wall after just waking up.
“Yes *yawn* why do you ask?” said Sango yawning again.
“You were crying in your sleep…something about Kohaku…” said Shippo.
Sango nodded…she had a nightmare last night about falling in love with Miroku and the moment their lips touched Kohaku showed up and exploded, bathing Sango in a sea of blood and Miroku disappeared as if he’d never been there.
“Oh Kami…my head…” she muttered as she rubbed her forehead.
“Here, take these.” Said Kagome, handing her two aspirin.
Sango had taken Kagome’s medicines before and took them with out question. Kagome smiled a little bit as a young worker came into the room and set down their breakfast tray.
“Arigota.” Said Kagome as the woman left. Kagome passed out the rice cakes and tea to her friends.
Sango ate as her headache faded away but the pain seemed to be trickling into her heart.
As they finished their meal, shouts and screams were heard from outside mixed with the roars of demons being zapped by Miroku’s ofudas magic. But the demons were far too powerful to be affected by the simple ofudas because of the jewel shards that each one of them posed. There were three demons in total.
Within seconds, Miroku, Inu-Yasha, Kirara, Shippo, Sango and Kagome were outside and battle ready.
Kirara had transformed into her usual giant form and Sango had her boomerang and slayer’s uniform on.
“What the hell?! Miroku, why aren’t your damned spell things working?” demanded Inu-Yasha.
“They have one jewel shard in each of their heads!” yelled Kagome, knocking an arrow onto her bow.
“Hiraikoutsu!!!” yelled Sango in a battle cry as she used her weapon on the blue-ish demon who had been trying to grab some of the villagers.
“We want jewel shards!” it yelled as the boomerang tore through the demon’s stomach and then it’s neck on return.
Kagome shot the creatures head, causing it to explode and release the jewel shard. She quickly run forward and picked it up.
“We got one!” she said happily.
“I’ll take care of clean up.” Said Miroku, using his wind tunnel to suck up the demon’s remains.
“I got this guy! WIND SCAR!” said Inu-Yasha, attacking the green demon with huge pointy horns.
The demon screamed to his death as his brother cried out in grief.
“How dare you kill my brothers?!?!” he howled as it attacked Miroku who tried to protect himself with his staff but no mortal man could hold out against the demon’s brute strength and Miroku was pinned to the ground, the demon’s claws sinking into his flesh and wetting the ground with his blood.
“Houshi-sama!!!” cried Sango, attacking this demon with her weapon and slicing off his arm. The demon howled and smashed a house with its remaining arm as Kirara and Sango pulled and pushed the huge arm off of Miroku.
“Inu-Yasha! Finish it off!” she yelled as she knelt by Miroku side and felt the severity of the monk’s wounds.
“Wind scar!” yelled Inu-Yasha, slaying the 3rd demon.
“Yes! Three more shards!” he cheered.
“Houshi-sama? Houshi-sama, please open your eyes!” begged Sango as she shook his shoulders, her hands covered in his blood.
Miroku groaned as he opened his eyes slightly.
Sango touched his face as Kagome and Inu-Yasha ran quickly over and helped Sango get Miroku inside and onto his bed where Kagome pulled out her medical kit and wrapped the wounds as Sango helped Miroku take some medicine to help reduce pain and risk of infection.
“Damn demon…” muttered Miroku weakly as Sango picked up his hand and held it tightly.
“Don’t worry Houshi-sama…you’re going to be alright…” said Sango and Miroku smiled slightly at her before falling asleep from the medicine, loss of blood and need of rest.
“Sleep well Miroku…” said Sango softly as she kissed his hand softly and leaned back against the wall.
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