InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Little More Time ❯ A Little More Time ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

A Little More Time

Written by Girl1055

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor do I own anything related to InuYasha. In fact, that's probably a good thing, because if I owned it, it would be rated R. ^-^ Enjoy!

Miroku gazed up at the starry sky and sighed in contentment. The stars were truly a sight to see from where he lay alone on the hillside. He had not been able to sleep very well, and so he had come out here for a little time to think. Between looking for the shards and Naraku, the constant bickering of his companions, and the annoyances of everyday life, it was not often he got a chance to actually hear himself think. He needed time to think about his future…His future with her.

Sango meant everything to him. She was the main reason he still lived. The reason that he kept pushing on…

Even though she had accepted his proposal, he knew that was the least of his obstacle to be with her. He had to take down Naraku first and rid himself of his cursed Wind Tunnel. Otherwise, he risk passing that terrible curse onto his children…and being devoured by it and leaving Sango a widow, once again all alone.

Of course, there was the matter of actually SURVIVING the final battle with Naraku, which he was praying with all his might that he was able to do.

`Well, no point in dreading over the future. Guess I will just have to take it when it comes.'

So, he let his thoughts drift on to happy fantasies. What life would be like when, or the dreaded IF, he married Sango. They would probably settle down in the demon slayers village, and eventually revive it to its full glory. He chuckled at the thought. If he had his way, the village would be fully repopulated by the time he was an old man.

He was torn out of his thoughts when he heard the sound of light footsteps behind him. He listened to it carefully, and then relaxed, knowing full well whom it was by the rhythm of her footfalls.

“Miroku? What are you doing up?”

He smiled lightly as Sango sat down next to him, spreading out on the summer grass as she let the gentle breeze carry her hair in a waving streak behind her back. Her magnificent brown eyes were shining with emotion, and Miroku wondered briefly if she knew that she wore her heart on her sleeve.

“I couldn't sleep. I'm guessing you couldn't either?”

She nodded, resting her head on her knees and wrapping her arms around them. “I had that nightmare again, and when I woke up, you were not there. I was worried.”

Miroku sat up, turning to face her, his eyes darkened with worry. “Are you ok?”

She nodded, knowing that he was unconvinced. “It's just…. How long is that dream going to haunt me? The memories of darkness and death that haunt my every thought. I often wish that it had never happened, that I would wake up in the morning to Kohaku's smiling face, or to my father's call for training. However, I've come to realize something.”

While she had been talking, Miroku had moved a little closer to her, so that way he now sat right next to her. “And what's that?”

Her face seemed to have acquired a heavenly glow, showing that she was truly speaking right from the heart, “If those painful events had never happened, I would have never met you Miroku. And if I had never met you, I would never know how to rightfully love a person.”

Miroku smiled a bitter smile and gently lay his head upon her shoulder, “Even if you have to wait a while?”

She nodded, leaning her head on his, enjoying the moment. “I can wait for a little longer for you. After all, you are worth it.”

Miroku kissed her cheek and then resumed his position with his head on her shoulder, “As long as you are happy. I promise to love you until the end Sango.”

Sango refused to think about that at the moment, and so she merely nodded.

Miroku smirked.

`Ok, I am getting a little too out of personality for myself. Guess its time to act normal.'

……………………… ;…………………………

Slap.

“YOU PERVERT!”

Well, what do you think? Please review, and no flames for they will be ignored or used to burn things. My first Miroku/Sango story.