InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Promises Last Forever? ❯ Goodnight Kiss ( Chapter 13 )

Goodnight Kiss

Kagome was released from the hospital the next day. She was warned not to have any alcohol whatsoever for at least six weeks, but then she could have if her mother allowed her a glass of wine at the dinner table. She as also warned against especially stressful situations to avoid breakdowns.

She walked outside, grabbing Inuyasha's hand and smiled brightly. He returned the smile, and if possible, it was even wider.

"Come with me! I want to show you something."

Even though there had been a few bad incidents and years between the good points in their relationship, it was like they never parted. She was as goofy and as carefree as he knew her in the 7th grade. And for some reason, he liked it a lot.

"Do I have a choice?" she asked, sarcasm hinting.

He only responded by pulling her by the arm towards her car. When they got there, he jumped in the driver's seat.

"COME ON!" he urged, very impatiently. It was a Sunday. They only had today to enjoy themselves before he had to go back to school tomorrow. She also had a week worth of schoolwork to make up, and he wanted today to be as fun as he could make it.

"Fine." She got in the car, and he revved up the engine. They then sped out of the lot. Freedom at last.

Sango and Miroku were very worried for Kagome. There had been no sign of Inuyasha for the rest of that week.

However, their worry only brought them closer together. They had only each other to confide in now, and only each other to comfort one another when their doubts surfaced. No one could know about this, because they didn't want Kagome to come back to a sea of rumors.

The night Kagome was hospitalized, Miroku took Sango to a spot he knew of; it was usually saved for his make out trips, but he had a feeling the scenery would calm her.

They wound up on a cliff called the "Loner's lover." It was great to come here alone, although most people came here with their significant other to make out. And usually more.

It had gotten this name because when you looked over the cliff, the scenery was beautiful. It was even more breathtaking by night. The moot lit up the plain below perfectly. There was a small pond, which cast shimmering waves of light onto the trees that surrounded the back edge of it. Wildflowers grew on the plain, and during the day countless kids would run through the patch, grabbing as many flowers as they could for their mommies or their `girlfriends.' Anyone, actually, would be drawn to this plain, wanting to run though the flowers and the reeds, which were as tall as one's waist, and then maybe collapse on top of them, surrounded by the peaceful calm.

"Why'd you bring me here?" she asked. She had thought he was taking her home.

"Come on. Let's get out." He said. He got out, opened the back door to the car, grabbed a backpack he always had there, and then walked around to Sango's door to help her out. She hesitated. "Don't you trust me?" he asked.

"Actually…no." she responded. Miroku wasn't surprised.

"I swear on my life, I won't try anything." He then crossed his heart. He also knew that Sango would hold him up to his promise. And he valued his life.

"Fine." She said, after pondering it for a moment. She accepted his extended hand and stepped out of the vehicle. She had yet to notice the beauty around her.

"Follow me." He said, not letting go of her hand. She'd never been here before, so she gripped tighter, not wanting to be left behind.

They walked down a rocky staircase and across the plain when Miroku stopped.

Sango was so intent on not losing Miroku, she still hadn't looked around. "What?"

Miroku walked behind her. "Trust me." He said, placing his hands over her eyes.

"Give me a reason." She said cautiously. She tried to squirm out of his grasp, but to no avail.

"Because I asked you to."

She said nothing. Miroku waited.

"Fine. I…I…I trust you."

Miroku walked thee girl forward, through the flower patch and around the pond, so that the forest faced them. He removed his hands from her eyes and stepped next to her.

"Turn around." He commanded. She obliged. And then, she gasped.

`How the hell did I not notice this before?' she asked herself. She was taking in the pond and the flowers and the stars and the moonlight and the forest, with its trees and critters and underbrush; reflecting upon the beauty of it all and how perfectly it fit together.

"Wanna sit?" While Sango had been admiring his `secret' spot, he had set out a blanket behind her.

"That would be nice." She said, and walked over to sit next to him. She really liked how the moonlight played on his face. Although he was a lecher, she really liked him. Something about him was absolutely irresistible to her.

Sango leaned her head on Miroku's shoulder. "Thanks for taking me here. It's really, really beautiful. Really. It takes my breath away."

"It's nothing compared to you." He said, no louder than a whisper.

Sango's alerts all went off, but the quieted as quickly as they came. She was so sure Miroku was about to do something perverted. But to her amazement, both his hands stayed behind him, propping his upper body up, and the only thing that moved was his head, resting on top of hers.

"Thank you." She finished.

"Mmm." The sound was more of a contented purr than anything. He was very happy that Sango was happy.

They both sat like that for a bit, enjoying each other's company, when Sango's thoughts wandered to her friend.

"Do you think Kagome will be ok?" Sango asked, very uncertain of whether or not she really wanted to hear the answer. She shivered slightly.

"I'm sure she'll be fine. But then again, I'm just as sure that I've got no clue as to what exactly is sure." He said, wrapping his arm around her waist. He made sure it was resting on her abdomen, so that it didn't wander. He then unconsciously pulled her closer. He had felt her shiver.

"Yeah. That's how I feel. I wonder what happened." She said.

"Me too. I want to know who did that to her." Miroku said. Instantly his thoughts flashed to Kikyo earlier that day and her words: `This won't be the end.'

"Who would want to do that to her? I mean, I know Kikyo hates her, but does she really want to kill her? What would that accomplish?"

"Well, we're lucky Inuyasha recognized what was going on. Otherwise, our dear friend wouldn't be here right now." Sadness laced his voice at this conclusion.

Sango felt a tear fall down her cheek. "I know." She picked her head up from Miroku's shoulder. "Do you mind if I lay down? I'm really tired."

"No. Would you mind if I joined you? My promise still holds true."

Sango realized his hand was on her abdomen, but it wasn't making any motion to go anywhere anytime soon. What was with this sudden change? Not that she minded. It actually made her trust him a bit more."

"That's fine." She responded, and laid back, taking him with her. "You know," she said into his chest, since she had turn to face him. He was on his back, looking at the stars. "You really didn't have to do this. I appreciate the kindness, but it wasn't necessary."

He turned to her. "I know. I wanted to. I thought you'd like it." He wanted to kiss her. It would have been perfect. But he had promised. And he was planning to keep it. Earning this girl's trust was more precious than any kiss could ever be…

"Thanks. Again." She gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

"No problem." He was looking into her eyes now, and they weren't glazed over with the lust and passion the alcohol had put over them earlier. Instead, they were soft, almost loving and trusting. He could see she was tired. "Do you want to sleep?"

"That would be nice." She said lazily. "Can I have a goodnight kiss?" she asked, very innocently.

"Miroku paused at this. "But - "

"I asked. It doesn't count."

"Then yes. You may." And with that, he brushed his lips against hers, and then pressed lightly. She closed her eyes and kissed back, pulling him into a very chaste kiss. Even though the kiss remained close-mouthed, they both lost themselves in it, melting into it, making it almost magical.

He pulled back and watched her as she opened her eyes sleepily as she whispered, "Thanks." And with that, she curled up next to him and fell asleep. He wrapped his arms around her.

"You're welcome." He whispered, and shortly joined her in slumber.

Miroku and Sango awoke the next day, late, around 1:15. They hung around the spot until 3:30, and then headed home. This way, they looked like they just came from school.

While they were waiting, though, Sango decided to be playful.

"I'm gonna go for a dip. Turn around for a sec?"

Miroku obliged. He almost instantly heard a slight splash. He spun around to see only her clothes and her feet disappearing under the water's surface. Almost as suddenly as she disappeared, though, her head reappeared above the water.

"Coming?" she asked, almost teasingly. The water was deep enough at the center that she couldn't stand even if she wanted to, but there was a steep ledge about three feet into the pond that served as a sort of step, or diving board, or whatever. She could jump off of it, and was able to rest her elbows on it and her shoulders would be above the water.

Miroku saw that the girl's shoulders were bare. Did this mean…? `No." said a voice in his head. `Yeah. Get your head out of the gutter!' another voice piped. `But still…' a third one said. `There's only one way to find out.' All three of them chimed. "Yeah, I'm coming!" he said, quickly shedding his outer clothing. He jumped in, splashing an already wet Sango.

She giggled as she swam over to her. She swam away quickly, gliding through the water as if it were air.

"Oh, come on Sango. Can't I at least get a hug?" he asked, faking a face of disappointment.

"If you can catch me!" And with that, she disappeared under the water.

He searched frantically for any sign of her, being she had yet to break the surface. `Damn…' he thought. `how long can she hold her breath?' He swam a few paces, but stopped suddenly when he felt something brush against his leg, leaving a wake of warm water in its bath. He then felt a hand go up and down his leg, freezing him in his spot. She broke the surface behind him.

"Now, the question is, do you trust me?" she asked slyly.

"Why should I answer that?" he answered.

"Wrong answer!" She disappeared again, only this time she took his boxer shorts with her.

"Hey!" he reached down, trying to grab her, but she was already gone.

A minute later, she came up on the other side of the pond.

"Miroku! Looking for these?" she held his boxers above her head.

His head snapped to her. Damn, she swam fast. "Come on! Give them here!"

She turned, threw the useless piece of clothing to the bank, and then swam back to him.

"All I heard was `Come here!' So I came." She pushed him to an area where he could stand, but she couldn't. Although he didn't know what she was planning, she had it crystal clear.

"Uh, Sango?" he asked. She was very close to him. Not that he minded…

"What?" She pressed her chest up against him, which was now bare. What he hadn't seen was her take off the bra she was once wearing and toss it aside with his stolen boxers.

"Nothing." He said. He simply wrapped his hands around her waist, trying to control both his hands and his erection. Which wasn't working. Or at least the latter wasn't.

"That's what I thought." She pushed up on him and kissed him, reaching to his hands and moving them lower, signaling that he was allowed to wander. He appreciated this and followed her command happily.

She let a small moan escape her lips as his hands traveled over her skin. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she was enjoying it thoroughly. She ran her hands roughly through his hair and pulled him closer.

Sango enjoyed being in control. She knew he was bound by the promise he made the night before, and she was going to hold him to it.