InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ From A Dream To A Reality ❯ Something Emerges ( Chapter 9 )

Something Emerges

 

 

 

Since that incident, Theresa and Kouga took care to never leave their spouse alone again. It was May, 2008- a scorching summer. With that being said, a month has passed since the couples last hung out together. Kagome continues to hold herself away from Kouga, InuYasha plan for his wedding with his fiancée and the two hardly ever made contact with their busy schedule. Let's take a break from the two main characters and head into the lives of the sub-characters. Today, we're going to look at Sango's life…

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Sango Aika Taikai was waking up to follow a now more than boring routine. She'll wakes up, stretches and accidentally hit her arm on her bed post (no matter how many times she tries to position herself on her queen size bed for that to not happen when she wakes, she always ends up doing it anyway), before she gets up, wash up, and get dress for the morning dance classes she was to teach. She runs downstairs her condo and turns on the coffee maker to brew a fresh pot of coffee. While the coffee brews she does her normal stretches and runs back to the kitchen to put the hot coffee into a disposable cup with some milk and sugar. She throws on a black flirty miniskirt, ending an inch or two over her behind, over her tights and a matching hooded sweatshirt with no sleeves over her black sports bra. She looks herself over in the mirror and glances at the clock on the kitchen wall to see she has another twenty minutes to spare to go and actually fix her hair.

She grabs a brush on the nearby table and fixes her messy bun into a neat one. She can hear Kagome's and Rinaka's voice nagging her to just cut her hair already if she wants to save some time in the morning. She never cut the chocolate texture mane now that it almost touched her butt. It took ages of just careless trimming and conditioning to get it to the state it is now. She laughs at the idea before slipping on a pair of flip flops and looking at the clock again. She grabs her coffee, gym bag, wallet and car keys before running out the door. “Great, now I have five minutes to get there before I'm late again. How can I enforce my lateness rule if I'm always late myself! Ugh, who cares I'm the teacher and it's my studio to run”, Sango thought as usual as she drives her way to the studio.

Once she reaches the studio, Sango heart would stop at the sight of InuYasha's friend, Miroku Houshi aka Miro. The two had known each other since her and InuYasha had started dating and she secretly had a crush on him. She never vented her feelings about him; she never let him know that he was the only one that made her knees turn to jelly at the mere smile he gave her…. During high school, whenever InuYasha had stood her up, cancel their date, or was flirting with other girls; Miroku was always there to stop her from crying… to be her knight in shining armor, from far away. When he actually came to stay in high school, they flirted but never went farther. Whenever they had a chance to actually go out with each other, there was always something or someone in the way. It always seemed as if destiny had made it so those two were always separated from each other.

Sango wasn't really into that destiny stuff, but now it seems a little more than faith that she is actually seeing/ working with her biggest crush after five years of being apart due to attending different colleges. Today was a good day…

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After five straight hours teaching and assisting in back to back ballet/salsa dancing classes, Sango and Miroku meet up at the dancer's lounge and talk about the usual things; work, friends, television, and occasionally gossip. “… So yeah, I think he's straight but you know what people say about guys who want to be ballet dancers”, Sango concluded after the minor debate the two had. “Well that says a lot about the open-mindness of today's society. Are we still in the archaic days where guys are too macho to do the “women's work”?” Miroku shot back. “And when did you started to become all smart and articulate Mr. Ignorance”, she teased. “Nah, it ain't even like that…it's just I take offence when people are saying guys can't be ballet dancers because I started with ballet dancing to be such a fluid one in hip hop”, he replied showing off a couple of dance moves.

Sango scoffs before saying, “don't get all big headed, cause I've seen better dancers than you.” “Oh yeah, like who?”, he said stopping himself from going all out. Sango laughed at his scowling expression and causes him to smile as well. “Like moi.” “If you're so great, why do you need me?”, he said getting closer to her face to put emphasis on his words. Sango blushes before sputtering out, “I…I can't… d…do all of… these classes… b…by myself.” He smirks at her sudden embarrassment and leans even closer to her lips. “So you're saying that you need me because only my talents can take place of yours in other classes.” “Oh my god, he's so close I can feel his breath on my lips”, Sango thought as she manages to blush even darker. “No, I'm saying that you're disposable and are only temporary person until I can figure out a way to teach by myself and keep the same income. Unless you want to prove to me that you're worth keeping here”, she teased. He moved so much closer to her body that they were glued to each other's torso with foreheads touching. “Is that a challenge?”, he whispered loud enough for only her to hear. Sango felt that she was going to melt in his gaze if she didn't say something fast. The two leaned in slower and braced each other for the desired kiss.

A knock on the door interrupted the moment and the two jumped back from each other as a young woman came into the room. She was a bit taller than Sango but shorter than Miroku and had a very fair skin complexion. The tight black dress she wore matched the bravado of the black stilettos she had laced with diamonds. She walked over to Miroku gave him a long lingering kiss that made Sango's blood boil. She noticed that Sango was in the room and rolled her eyes at her gaping stare. “Baby, is this woman over working you? She better not, I need my Miro to come to me and relieve my stress and he can't do that if he's overworked”, she whined glaring at Sango. “Nah, it ain't even like that. Sango meet Sakura, my girlfriend. Sakura meet Sango my best friend and boss”, he said straightening himself as he watched the two women exchange death grips.

“You seem like you know him well. How long have you two been going out?”, Sango said trying to sound interested. “Almost three months next week, I'm surprised he never said anything about me”, Sakura inquired. “Yeah, I'm surprised too. He usually tells me everything”, Sango said. “Okay, bring it on bitch. You're going down!”, she thought. “Um, Sango I'll come back after the last class and we can actually have that thing we were talking about”, he said pushing Sakura outside the door and into the hallway. After he left, Sango realizes she was holding her breath and breathes. “I'm looking forward to this battle”, she muttered before stretching for the next Tango class she had to teach.

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Three straight hours of classes, a break, and another two hours later, brought the end of dance classes for the day. Sango rushed to meet Miroku in his studio section and bumps into some of his waltzing dancers on the way. Once she got to the door, she entered but saw no one inside. Right when she was about to turn and leave the door closes and Miroku enters the back door of the studio wearing a grin due to the tight outfit that Sango was reduced to wearing from the heat accumulated in the building. Sango wore only her short miniskirt, her black tights, ballet tights, and showed off her tone stomach with her black sports bra. Sango took this chance to give him the once over. Miroku wore a black wife beater, loose black sweatpants, with his dark wavy hair styled with gel into a spiky look flattening a bit. She gasped as he slid across the floor, causing her to drop the bag she was carrying onto the floor. He smirked at her now stoic expression as he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the right floor spot.

After putting on the radio and letting the music start, he stood next to the still stolid woman and begun to dance as the music began. Sango made no movement as she stared into the mirror at the dancing man. While still moving he tuned to her and said, “Are you admitting to defeat? Amazed by my skills? Or are you now a statue?” She snapped out of her zombie like stare and began to start countering his movements with ones of her own before moving in sync with him. They went on dancing three hours straight and with everything they got while sweating and sliding across the floor. By the time they took their break, Sango and Miroku both had their clothing sticking to their skin and was out of breath from trying to outdo each other.

“Damn, I didn't think you can still have all that energy after teaching so many classes and with no breaks”, he said throwing her a bottle of water. “Well you're pretty good yourself… most guys usually tend to either faint or just give up after three hours with me”, she joked throwing some water on him. “Oh really? Then are you saying that I'm better than average or are you finally appreciating my skills?” Sango walked up to him and stood right in front of him with their bodies pressing against each other. She watched him gulp as she thought, “okay …I still got it!”. “I'll appreciate your skills when you can show me some balls,” she shot back masked in a very seductive voice. He quickly went hard at the intentions behind the sentence before replying, “Okay but you still, never answered the question.” “Neither, I never said we were done”, she smirked walking away and pressing the play button again. Miroku had squeezed out his shirt before joining into step with Sango.

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Half way through the dance, Miroku accidentally trips Sango when she was spinning (due to exhaustion) and Sango falls, spraining her ankle. “Oh shit, my bad…are you okay?” he says walking over to her and holding her ankle in his lap. “I think I sprained it… my classes would have to be taken over for a while. And since you cause this, you're gonna repay me”, Sango sighed. “So you're really saying you approve of me and that I pass?”, he said pressing onto her ankle. “Yes, now help me!”, Sango said playfully hitting him. He then jumps to hug Sango and smirks when he feels her gasp. He pulls away slowly, chocolate hues meeting hazel, locking eyes with her. “Okay, this is my chance and why am I not doing anything?”, Sango thought as her gaze drifted down onto his lips. Miroku took the hint and leaned in to kiss her.

It was the most gentle of kisses known to man. She felt the pain in her ankle disappear as he held her body against his. He then pulls away when she was starting to breathe again. Sango realized the situation she let herself get into and watches as he shots up off the ground. “Um… I didn't mean… I mean… let's get that ankle checked on”, he stuttered as he bent down to lift Sango piggy back style. Before leaving the studio, he pauses long enough for Sango to reach down and grab her stuff with his and turn off the lights.

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At the emergency room, Sango gets her ankle wrapped up into a small cast and smiles as Miroku waits for her to take her home. Once at the drive way of her house, he calls over to Rinaka's house to see if she can take care of Sango. He then remembered that Rinaka and her family were on vacation. He was about to call Kagome when Sango calls for help from the bathroom. He rushes into the bathroom to see her wearing only a towel. “Sorry, but I needed to know how long you were staying? Not to be rude or anything but I have a few girl friends coming over for a good weekend hangout. You know, a sleepover of thing”, she said blushing really hard. “No prob, I was about to call Kags to see if she can stay with you but if she's coming over then I may not have to”, he shot back taking time to grace her curves with his slight gaze. Sango realized his attention before pushing him out of the bathroom doorway and locking the door to get dress.

After getting dressed, Sango comes out into the living room wearing a white, tight camisole; blue, loose sweats; furry white slippers; and her hair loosely tied into a bun. Miroku was trying hard not to stare but couldn't take his eyes off her belly button ring and the edge of the tattoo on her right hip that looked like a butterfly, as she stretched. “I never noticed that there before. She must take it out before going to class…. But damn that tattoo looks so damn good”, he thought. “So, I guess you're leaving. The girls would be here in another minute or so”, she said ignoring his shocked expression. He nodded his head `okay' and before he turned the knob on the door, he turns around, asking, “San, about that kiss earlier today…”, he began. “I know, it was a mistake, a spur of the moment type of thing. It won't happen again”, she dismissed trying to sound cheery.

“No, I was going to say I enjoyed it and was wondering if we could do that again sometime soon. Maybe now….”, he replied walking up and pinning her with his glance. “But you have a girlfriend and you know how I'm with that”, she said trying to back away from him but ended up at the wall. He crept closer to her face and pinned his body against her. “We broke up because I told her, I can't love her when I'm around you… I want you, Sango. Not as a friend… not as a boss… but as a girlfriend”, he said touching foreheads with her and pinning her hands to the wall. “But the studio policies say that we can't do that… we can't date when we're coworkers”, she breathe out. He ignored her and leaned in to kiss her again. He pressed harder and harder against her lips until his full emotions voiced. When he finally pulled away from her, she was out of breath and her lips were slightly puffed. “We can just keep it on the DL… and after work we can party”, he whispered into her ear. Sango smiled at his logic and agreed with a slight nod of her head.

The door then opens and Kagome with some friends barge into the romantic scene. Sango and Miroku pull away from each other. Miroku waves goodbye to the girls before grabbing his things and leaving the house. Once the door was closed, Kagome and the rest of the girls eyed Sango mysteriously as she nervously chuckles. “We weren't interrupting anything going on between you two?”, one of the girls asked in a taunting voice. Sango blushed and shook her head no. “Um, hmm… ya two were gonna get your freak on!”, another one of the girls jibed. Kagome dropped off her stuff and jumped onto Sango, forcing her face first into the couch. “Okay, you gonna spill all the dirt!” Everyone laughed as Sango groaned and sat up.

 

 

 

 

A/N: A Fun Chapter, ne? haha- read and review!