InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Mother's Advice ❯ Raindrops and Perverts ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

 

The next morning dawned muggy and dark as Inuyasha and co. followed his nose and set out for Naraku's latest hideout. Dark, billowing clouds hung low and heavy in the sky, as if ready to burst at any moment - yet the rain never came. Of course, this was disquieting to Inuyasha and Kagome, make no mistake. They were as confused as the rest of the group was as to why the weather wasn't following through on what it was indicating. But for Miroku and Sango, the clouds were especially irritating - they served as a reminder of the unsettled business they had with each other, which hung over them as heavily and precariously as the clouds above their heads.

 

Sango walked in silence, unsure of what to do or think about last night. After her embarrassing emotional breakdown (she blushed just thinking of it) Miroku had simply walked her back to the hut, and they had both lain down to sleep, at last tired enough to fall into the kind of deep sleep that Inuyasha and Kagome had been enjoying - though unfortunately without the same bodily togetherness. Did I just think that?! She asked herself, stunned at how perverted her mind could be. She blushed once more and stared straight ahead, a task that was becoming increasingly difficult as the man next to her continued to stare at her in what he thought was a subtle manner from the corner of his eye. She was so puzzled. Why hadn't he made some sort of perverted move on her last night? Rather than act like his usual hentai self, he had been the epitome of understanding and compassion.

 

Meanwhile, Miroku struggled to understand his own emotions. He couldn't forget how weak and vulnerable Sango had looked last night. It had torn him to pieces to see his strong, able, independent Sango weeping alone in the middle of the night. He knew now that he could no longer deny his love for her, and was ready to begin his life of inwardly desiring but never attaining that which he so desperately coveted - to be loved in return. Still, he wanted so badly to be helpful for her during those moments, to somehow make them better, even if it meant only sitting with her as a friend. He glanced over at her to find her own eyes locked intently on the back of his head for a second before they darted away. Usually when she stared at him while they were walking it meant she was mad at him for one thing or another and wouldn't tell him until he asked about it. He couldn't fathom what it was today - hadn't he been the epitome of understanding and compassion last night? He shook his head and chuckled, somewhat bitterly - no matter what he did (or didn't do, in this case), she would always see him as that perverted Houshi, and nothing more.

 

And so the day continued, as the four friends walked along, bogged down by the raindrops that refused to fall and the young adults who refused to talk.

 

The question is…when do the raindrops get too heavy to hold?

 

 

A/N: What do you think? I know I haven't updated in forever - I have been RIDICULOUSLY bogged down by work. But I just got the urge to write tonight and I didn't have much homework Anyway, tell me what you think, if I should write another chapter, if it's too mushy, etc. In short - REVIEW!! Hungrily, FMF