InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Captive ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 18 )

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*Captive*

Epilogue

*Miroku's POV*

"Not again," I groaned looking at the letter in my hand. I have been trying to return to a normal life since Sango left two weeks ago yet somehow I could not bring myself to leave the island. So I established as normal as a routine I could here. Including gazing upon Grandfather's staff everyday. Yet today when I went to gaze it was not there. In its place was a letter.

Monk Miroku,

My revenge was thwarted when you kidnapped my sister instead standing to fight like a real man should. So I have stolen your staff again. I doubt you will kidnapmy sister again so now you have no choice but to fight. I will salvage my honor and that of my sister.

I await you,

Luction II

"Why me?" I groaned banging my head against the wall. There was no way I was going anywhere near Sango or any of her family. I sat down to write a return letter.

*Sango's POV*

"Sango, there's a package for you!" called Kohaku. I heard the patter of his footsteps coming to my room. When he came into view he held a long think box. "Open it!" he said thrusting it at me.

I smiled and laughed though it was a hollow sound. Things just hadn't been the same these past two weeks. I hoped life would return to normal but now I realized that would never happen. I took the box and opened it to find Miroku's staff. There was no note, just the staff. Puzzled I looked on the box for a return address but there was none. Why would Miroku send me his staff?

A few days later Luction brought me a letter he had received in the mail. "Maybe you can explain this," he said. The letter was from Miroku.

Luction,

You are a big stinking moron. Keep the damn staff it's not like I'll ever do anything with it anyway. Stay off of Inuyasha's Island and stay away from me. I don't care about your revenge or your honor. Stop stealing my stuff.

Never write me again,

Miroku

"Well?" asked Luction when I'd finished reading.

"I have no idea what's going on," I admitted. "I received Miroku's staff in the mail a few days ago."

*Miroku's POV*

When will he leave me alone? I thought staring at the fourth letter I'd received from Luction in this particular letter he outlined the things he would do to me when I finally came to reclaim my staff. After the third letter I'd stopped replying to them. Unfortunately Luction did not take the hint and leave me alone.

"What are you looking at?"

I looked up to see Inuyasha. "Another letter. This man will not leave me alone." I answered.

"Then go get your staff back already," Inuyasha ordered. "Then he'll leave you alone and you can get off my island."

"Are you saying you don't want me here?" I asked pretending to be wounded.

"I'm saying I'm tired of you moping around here all the time. You're depressing me."

"Fine, fine I'll go," I decided. I went into the house to grab some things. Lucky for me there was a boat coming by the island tonight. I could be at Sango's, I mean, Luction's place by tomorrow afternoon. We'll fight and get it over with and then I can come back here and finish wallowing in misery.

*Sango's POV*

"Luction!!" someone shouted from outside in front of the house. "Come out here you coward. I'm finally here and now you're hiding like a child."

Luction must have upset someone else. Rolling my eyes I went out to inform whoever it was that Luction was not here. I stepped out the door and froze. It was Miroku.

"Luction!" he called again.

"He's not here," I said regaining my composure. I know he recognized my voice because the moment I spoke he drew in a sharp breath.

"Hello Sango," he said carefully.

"Hello," I said.

"Where is your brother?"

"I don't know. What is your business with him?"

"He stole my staff again,"

"He did not," I denied.

"He did," stated Miroku. "And when I wrote and told him to keep the damn thing he wouldn't listen. I get a letter once a week from him taunting and teasing. It's getting annoying and I'm tired of it. So I've come to fight as he requested. Where is he?"

"Hold on," I went into the house and retrieved Miroku's staff.

"Aha!" he exclaimed.

"Luction did not steal your staff," I repeated. "It arrived here by mail addressed to me a couple of weeks ago." I tossed it but he made no move to catch it and it landed in the dirt at his feet. "Take it and go."

"I don't want it back," He turned to leave. I ran down the steps snatched up the staff and shoved it at him.

"Take it; I don't want it or any other memory of you." For a brief second hurt shined in his eyes and was quickly concealed.

"If you don't want it then sell it, give it way, melt it down for all I care. I don't want it any longer." He turned away again and I threw the staff hitting him with it this time.

"Take it with you," I said. "Give to your woman of the week, or melt it down yourself. The jewels alone should be enough for you to supply the women lined up at your door for a good long time."

"Woman of the week," he sputtered. "The last woman I touched in anyway is you!" He grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a shake. Just then Kohaku ran out the door.

"Hey!" he exclaimed. "You two are back together. It's about time to; I was running out of insults."

"We're not together," snapped Miroku. A strange look passed over Kohaku's face and he ran back inside. Miroku let me go and turned to leave.

"Wait!" I grabbed hold of him. "Why? Why haven't you moved on to your next conquest?"

"Don't worry about it," he tried to pull away but I wouldn't let go.

"Why?"

"Because I can't get you out of my head!" he snapped. "The smell of you, the sound of your voice, the way you feel pressed against me. The memories surround me and I can't get rid of them. No matter how hard I try." He pulled free and left without looking back. Leaving me dumbfounded in front of the house.

When I finally went back in the house I found Kohaku sitting in the living room looking guilty. The look reminded me of what he'd said before. "Kohaku," I asked. "What did you mean earlier when you said you were running out of insults?"

"Nothing," said Kohaku quickly. Too quickly.

"Kohaku," I said warningly. He jumped up and tried to run but I tackled him and sat on him holding him down. "Spill," I ordered. "Or suffer the consequences." I stuck a finger in my mouth then removed it. Kohaku didn't speak. "Okay then,"

"Wait, wait!" he yelled. "I'll spill; please don't give me a wet Willie."

"Start talkin, squirt."

"Well I got a letter from that guy, Miroku's friend, the one who owns the island. He said he was tired of Miroku moping around the island pining for you and he was sure I was tired of you moping around. So he said he had a plan to get you two together or at least get Miroku off the island. He stole Miroku's staff and mailed it here and I was to write letters to him from Luction until he got fed up and came here."

"How devious," I commented.

"Inuyasha said that all Miroku did all day was lie around and mope and write odes to your eyes and your skin or some stupid stuff like that."

"Really," I asked delighted. "What else did Inuyasha say?"

"He said that Miroku was an idiot for not admitting that he was in love with you and an even bigger idiot for falling in love with you in the first place. Sango?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you get off of me now? I can't breathe."

"Oh, sorry." I got up and helped Kohaku up then sat down and stared out the window.

"You could still go after him," Kohaku said after a moment.

"What?"

"There won't be a boat to Inuyasha's Island again until tomorrow afternoon. So he's still here."

"Even if I wanted to go after him, I have no idea where he could be," I said.

"I have his address here." Kohaku held a strip of paper out to me. Making a split second decision I took the paper and ran from the house."

*Miroku's POV*

I was laid out on the couch staring into space when there was a banging on my door. I kept quiet hoping the person would go away but they persisted. Finally I got up and wrenched the door open. Whatever I'd been about to say died on my lips.

"Sango?" I said. "What are you—?”

"Shut up," she interrupted. "I've got something to say and you're going to listen." She pushed me into the house then entered and closed the door. She stared around curiously for a moment then turned to me. "I really should hate you," she said. "Considering what you did to me. You kidnapped me, harassed me into a relationship until I finally gave in, made me fall in love with you and then broke my heart."

"Sango I--"

"Shut up," she ordered again. "By all rights I should hate you but I don't. Because I love you. And I know you love me to."

"Sango we've been over this,"

"I didn't tell you to speak. I know you love me," she repeated. "And I'm tired of playing these games. So this is what's going to happen. You are going to marry me in front of all our family and friends. You are going to take me back to the island where we will live happily ever after."

"Sango--"

"You will tell me just how much you love me at least twice a day. And we are going to have a whole boatload of kids. Do you understand?"

"Sango," I tried one last time even though now I was smiling.

"Do you understand?"

"Ma'am, yes Ma'am!" I barked saluting her.

"Stop being a smartass," she said. "Now come over here and kiss me."

Smiling I did as I was told. And I swear I heard the angels sing the moment her lips touched mine.

THE END (for real this time)

Well I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it. This final chapter is dedicated to anyone who read this fic.

Love always,

Inulover

A/N: Please pay no attention to any mention of The Story Mistress that I may have forgotten to change. I also post this fic and others on Fanlib.com under the name The_Story_Mistress. Also ignore any references to readers from that site also