InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Absolution: The Collected Chronicles of Miroku and Sango ❯ Easier Said Than Done ( Chapter 9 )

Inuyasha stood outside of Sango's office building. He had been watching her for several days and knew her daily schedule. Sango was due out of the building for lunch any minute. He hated being a stalker but he really needed to talk with her alone.

 

When Koga mentioned that Sango was also seeing someone named Miroku, Inuyasha knew it couldn't be a coincidence. He had been searching for Miroku for six months. It was almost as if he dropped off the face of the earth. To hear Miroku's name by happenstance led Inuyasha to believe maybe there would be a way to make amends.

 

Inuyasha didn't have a clue what he would say to Miroku. He felt guilty for falling in love with Kagome and at the same moment, ripping out the heart of his best friend. Inuyasha knew he had destroyed the man Miroku once was and Inuyasha would carry that pain around with him forever.

 

Inuyasha didn't know if he would ever be ready to accept the possibility of no forgiveness from Miroku. After the disastrous breakup, Inuyasha went to Miroku's house to see him, to beg forgiveness and attempt to make him understand. He was horrified to find sutras place along the property, preventing him from entering. Inuyasha had known Miroku was spiritually trained but he hadn't realized how strong his friend truly was. When he returned the following day, Inuyasha discovered the sutras and Miroku gone.

 

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Sango came out into the bright sunshine, thrilled to leave her claustrophobic office. It was lunchtime on a beautiful spring day and what Sango really wanted to do was lounge in the park. Lost in her own thoughts, it took her a moment to see him. At the sight of silver hair, Sango nearly stopped in her tracks. She recognized him as Koga's friend, Inuyasha.

 

“Why is he here?”

 

There was no doubt in Sango's mind that he was waiting for her. Continuing to walk to him, she noted he followed her movements every step of the way. When she reached Inuyasha, she looked up into beautiful golden eyes. This close, Sango could see the signs of sleepless nights etched into his face. Wondering what could be causing his distress, Sango simply stood, silently waiting for him to state his business.

 

“We need to talk.”

 

Sango looked at him warily.

 

“About what?”

 

Looking around, Inuyasha realized they were attracting attention just standing there.

 

“Look, I have something to discuss with you and I'd prefer to do it privately instead of out in the open.”

 

Glancing around, Sango some of the curious stares of her coworkers. Rolling her eyes, Sango began walking down sidewalk. Inuyasha watched as she strode away. He shook his head and ran to catch up with her.

 

After settling in a small ramen shop and ordering lunch, they both sat silently appraising each other. Inuyasha could see what Miroku saw in Sango. He could tell from previous encounters that she was beautiful and smart woman. He could tell she was passionate as well. Even though Miroku wouldn't want to hear him say it, Inuyasha thought he had made a good choice.

 

Sango watch Inuyasha sizing her up. The few times she had seen him with Koga, she had noted his amber eyes and the silver hair. True, he was handsome but there was something hidden about him. Sango could see a haunted look enter his eyes every now and then. She wondered who had done something to him or had he done something to someone?

 

The appraisal was broken by the arrival of their food. After a few mouthfuls, Inuyasha finally broke the silence.

 

“We have a mutual friend.”

 

Sango stared at Inuyasha for a moment.

 

“You mean Koga? Did he send you here to dump me?”

 

Sango felt the heat rise in her face at the idea of being dumped by proxy. Inuyasha held in a smile. Looking at the crimson-faced woman sitting across from him, he had to agree with his earlier assessment: Sango was fiery and passionate. He just hoped Miroku knew what he was getting into. He realized Koga didn't stand a chance with her. He wanted to be in charge too much and Sango didn't seem like the type to be bossed around.

 

“No, I mean Miroku.”

 

Sango knew she sat gaping like a fish. She had never heard Miroku mention Inuyasha's name before. Why would Inuyasha assume that she knew who he was?

 

“I think you are mistaken. Miroku has never mentioned you before. How do you know him? Are we even talking about the same person?”

 

Inuyasha took another bite of his noodles to stall for time. He had just assumed that Miroku had told her the whole sordid tale. Not knowing how much Sango knew meant Inuyasha had to tread cautiously.

 

“We are speaking of Yonai Miroku, are we not?”

 

A frown crossed Sango's face. If this person was such a good friend of Miroku's, why hadn't he mentioned him? “Yes, it seems we are. Again, how do you know Miroku?”

 

Inuyasha chose his words carefully. He knew what he was going to tell Sango was going to allow him to see that fire in her first hand.

 

“At one time, Miroku and I were close. We were as close as brothers. I thought we'd be best friends until the end of time. But I did something so horrible to him that ruined our friendship.”

 

Realization cut through Sango's brain. Her chopsticks clattered to the floor as she stood up.

 

“It's you! You are the bastard who cut out his heart. How dare you come to me and ask about him!” Sango turned to walk away. Inuyasha reached out and grabbed her arm. Sango suddenly found she was pinned against Inuyasha's chest by his strong grip. She knew it would be futile to struggle so she just glared at him.

 

Inuyasha could feel the waves of rage pouring off Sango. He had known if she really cared about Miroku, she'd be angry and he had been right. What he hadn't anticipated was handling Sango while she was in such a state.

 

“I want you to hear me out!” Inuyasha spoke quietly in her ear.

 

Sango looked at him incredulously. Surely, he couldn't be serious.

 

“Why should I? I already know that you are a liar and you have no loyalty. Why should I think anything coming out of your mouth would be the truth?”

 

Wounded by the truthful accusations, Inuyasha could not respond for a moment. Sango could actually see the pain flit across his face before he hid it behind a mask of indifference. Closing his eyes for a moment, Inuyasha took a deep breath.

 

“Look, let me just tell you what I have to say. If you don't agree, you can walk away and forget about me. I'll figure out what to do myself.”

 

Sango continued to shoot daggers at Inuyasha for a moment. In spite of her anger, she was curious to see what Inuyasha had to say for himself.

 

“Make it fast and make it good. I have to get back to work.”

 

As she and Inuyasha sat back down, he asked, “Do you need new chopsticks?”

 

Sango rolled her eyes at him and pushed the bowl of ramen away. “I suddenly lost my appetite.”

 

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Miroku couldn't understand how he allowed Hachi to convince him to come all the way downtown for lunch. Hachi was one of the few friends Miroku had made in the city, and in the case of Hachi, it was because Hachi refused to take `no' for an answer. It was a bearutiful day and lunch out was just the ticket to spring fever.

 

Hachi stopped on the sidewalk to speak with an acquaintace. Taking in the scenery around him, Miorku felt his heart stop at the scene in front of him as he looked in a ramen shop window. Sango with Inuyasha. She was crushed against his chest, staring into his eyes. After a brief exchange, they both sat down. Miroku stood frozen, oblivious to everything around him.

 

“No. Not again.”

 

Miroku wasn't sure how long he stood there before Sango became aware of being watched. Surprise then shock danced across her face. She turned and spoke to Inuyasha and Miroku saw the same emotions move across his face, too. When Sango stood up, suddenly Miroku could move again. By this time, Hachi was saying good bye to his friend. Miroku walked up to him quickly.

 

“Let's go.”

 

Hachi frowned. He could tell that Miroku was anxious about something. As they began walking down the sidewalk, Hachi quizzed Miroku.

 

“Hey, what's up?”

 

Miroku looked back. He just hoped that he and Hachi made it to the rail station in case Sango and Inuyasha decided to follow. Putting on his irritated face, he sought to placate Hachi.

 

“Oh, it was nothing. Just saw someone I really didn't want to talk to.”

 

Hachi gave a smirking grin. Elbowing Miroku, he began to laugh.

 

“Oh, I get it. It was just some ama.”

 

Feeling his soul darken little by little, Miroku replied,

 

“Yea, just some ama.”