InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Confessions ❯ Chapter 1

As the summary said, this story sucks. I'm not much of a romance-y person, and me writing one is just plain scary. You have been warned.

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Smoke drifted from the small pile of sticks and leaves as the girl of my dreams blew on it, hoping to start a fire. We had been traveling for a couple days before the mutt decided we could finally rest. Though I don't really blame him.

All he wanted was to finish collecting the shards of the Shikon no Tama and defeat Naraku, a goal we all shared. It was exciting really. The thrill of the hunt, followed by the feel of triumph as the final blow of was given. Something I highly anticipated.

I leaned against an aging oak tree; it's rough bark scratching my back. But I didn't really notice since I was more engrossed in what Sango was doing then what the tree was doing to me.

She had gotten the fire started and was skinning a rabbit. Ugh. I don't know how she does it. I would much rather have to make rice-balls and sake. But then again, she was probably doing this since she was eight.

She must've felt my gaze because she looked at me with a questioning look on her face. I turned away from her gaze and stared out into the trees. I could still feel her eyes on me but I held my ground, smirking when I felt her eyes leave me. I won again.

I was still staring out at the trees when I felt somebody sit next to me. I turned my gaze and saw my raven-haired beauty. Gods, she was beautiful. Her black hair, usually in a high pony-tail was cascading down her back as a gentle breeze swept through.

Her eyes shone with laughter and happiness and...love? This I was confused about. Surely I was imagining it. No-one could ever love me. The perverted, cursed monk.

My eyes drifted down to my hand, covered in the cloth and prayer beads. What if we don't beat Naraku? What if the curse is never lifted after we beat him? What if it kills me before I get a chance to tell Sango how I truly feel? What if-".

I was brought out of my musings by a slender hand tilting my face up-wards. I looked into her eyes a moment before attempting to speak. "Sango, I-". I never got to finish. The one chance for me to tell her how I feel and she silences me. With a passion filled kiss.

To say I was shocked was the under-statement of the year. I froze. She was about to pull away when I wrapped my arms around her waist, returning the kiss with as much passion as she had shown me.

We reluctantly pulled away a couple minutes, grasping for air. She turned away shyly. "Miroku, I-I'm sorry." She rose and I felt my heart shatter. "Sango?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--." She turned and ran into the woods.

"Sango, wait!" I yelled after her, but her pace didn't slow. I rose and started to run after her. Trouble was, I didn't see where she went. 'Damn it!' I looked around trying to spot a trail or something. I finally saw footsteps and followed them, praying they were hers.

I walked a few minutes before I heard a quiet cry to my left. I parted a few shrubs and saw her sitting on the bank of a hot-spring. I took a few cautious steps forward. "Sango?"

She turned sharply, wiping her eyes as she rose. "Miroku...wh-what are you doing here?"

"What do you think?"

"I-I'm not sure. Just leave me alone, please."

"Leave you alone? Sango, what was that back there?"

"I-"

"After all this time, were you revealing how much you loved me as I loved you or was this some joke?"

"Joke, no, I-"

"Then what?"

"Well if you would let me finish.!"

"By all means, go ahead."

She stared at the ground, refusing to meet my gaze. I waited patiently as she seemed to stumble over her words, trying to find the right ones. I was stunned as she muttered the word sorry and once again took off running.

I caught up easily and grabbed her wrist. "Sango, please! Just talk to me!"

"I can't!"

"Why not?!"

"Because I'm afraid to tell you how I really feel!"

I let go off her wrist and my hand dropped to my side. I watched as she stood there, looking helpless with the tears rolling down her cheeks. She fell to her knees and sat there, staring at nothing. I dropped down to her level and placed my hand on her shoulder. "How do you feel about me?" She starred into my eyes, her own harboring amusement. That really threw me for a loop. "You mean to tell me you truly don't know?"

"Yes. I truly don't know. But I need to know Sango. I need to know if you return the love I have for you or if I should finally give up. I've tried to tell you how I felt since the day I met you but I couldn't. I was afraid."

"Afraid of what, Miroku?"

"Of you leaving."

Sango's eyes started to tear again as she threw her arms around me. "I would never leave you. I love you too much."

I gently pushed her back and stared into her eyes again. "You truly mean that?"

"Oh course I do, you baka."

I let out a joyous laugh as I stood up, pulling her into me. "You have no clue how long I've wanted this to happen."

"Actually, I think I have a pretty good idea."

I returned her smile as we shared another kiss, marking the start of a new relationship and many happy times to come.

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Gah! Noooooo!! *twitch* Too....much...fluff! *hits self repeatedly with keyboard* (I tend to do that a lot lately o.o;;) Um...I'm gonna go before I scare myself even more.