InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Genuine tears ❯ Choices ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Miroku walked through the door of his house after a rough day from work. He groaned as he kicked his shoes off and threw his tie to the ground. Miroku had been working double shifts to make enough money to buy a decent looking house for him and his wife Sango. His current house was barely suitable to be called a 'home', with all the damage that was everywhere. Broken stairs,dark rooms with peeling paint and wallpaper,and a pipe with no hot water. Miroku knew that he wanted a bigger place. He could'nt raise children in this hellhole. He thought of a big beautiful house at times. One with big bright rooms,windows in a spot where the sun would shine on everything and show off a beautiful ray of sunlight. A nice hot bath and a place where they would'nt have to hear the fighting and screaming from the family above theirs. Total paradise.

Of course he knew never to dream too much. The death of his father reminded him that dreams were nothing but lies and dissapointment. Miroku ran his fingers through his soft black hair as he plopped down on the living room couch. Every day was like this. He would sit there and wait for Sango to come home. Sango was working double shifts too. Miroku found it hard to beleive that she could come home in such a good mood after working her cute ass off for almost 12 hours. Miroku smiled to himself and closed his eyes for a bit. He let the soft ticking of his wall clock calm him and send him to sleep.

"Good morning!" A chipper voice sweetly whispered to him. Miroku opened one of his violet eyes. Sango was standing in front of him smiling as always. Miroku smiled back and got up to hug her. Sango could tell he was exhausted just by the way he practically fell on her. Miroku was sore after working so hard. His shoulders were bruised and aching, His knees felt like Jello, and he felt extremely light headed.Sango pushed a little bit on his stomach to keep him from falling. "Woah!" She yelled lightly.

"Sorry I need some sleep I guess." Miroku laughed. Sango nodded andcarried him slowly up the stairs. She placed him on their bed. Miroku groaned and clutched his stomach. He was a mess. Sango gently placed her palm against his forehead. He was heating up. "You have a small fever. You should'nt over work yourself, Miroku." Miroku just groaned again in response, but forcing a small friendly smile. Sango kissed his forehead before heading back downstairs to cook dinner. Miroku was happy to finally be off his feet. He had no energy to do anything anymore.

He turned to his nightstand, and picked up a framed photo of him and Sango. It was when they were younger, back when things were much easier and they didn't have a care in the world. He rested his head against his pillow and stared at the piece of crap cieling. He sighed, wishing it could be fixed, but just turned on his side again and fell asleep.

THAT NIGHT...

Miroku woke up again for reasons unknown. He coughed a bit and rubbed his still aching shoulder. He looked at the clock on the other nightstand.3:29a.m. Miroku glanced to his side and saw Sango sleeping like a baby next to him. He smiled and pushed a bit of hair behind her ears and out of her face. He watched her calm,innocent face as she dreamed of whatever it was she dreamed. Miroku always thought why Sango would choose this life, rather than be rich and showered with gifts like she was once offered. Miroku didn't seem to care much. He moved back on the bed and wiggled slowly next to her. Her carefully brought her into him and rested his chin on the top of her head.

He smelled the sweet melon scent of her hair, and he placed his hand softly on her heart. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. He heard her softly whisper his name in her sleep, and that couldn't have made him smile more. " I love you" He said under his breath. He held her clser to him before turning off the lights and drifting off to sleep.

Next Day...

"Ohayo!" Sango squealed as Miroku came slumping down the stairs. Sango was always extra happy when she greeted him in Japanese. Miroku didn't bother eating today, he just wanted to get to the office early, and avoid that scum Tetsu. Tetsu was one of those I-want-something-you-have-so-I-will-do-anything-to-get-it-while-pretending- I-like-you kind of bastards. Miroku changed into his proper work attire,kissed Sango good-bye, and was out the door.

Miroku arrived at his office and punched in. He was happy that there was no sign of Tetsu anywhere and made it to his desk. His desk was stacked with paperwork from the night before. He wasted no time starting up on them again. Miroku was about on his 34th paper when a white cofee mug plopped next to him. He turned and saw one of his best friends and co-workers Inuyasha standing beside him." Drink up...you look like hell." Inuyasha insulted in a friendly way. Miroku grabbed to mug and chugged to most of it down.

"So how are you and Kikyo lately?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha and Kikyo just got married about a month ago and he always was waiting for them to get together. "Great." Inuyasha said smiling. He took another sip of his coffee before turning around. "Oh shit! Its Mr.Hirosaki!" Inuyasha yelled before running to his desk. Mr.Hirosaki was their hard-ass boss who frowned on the word vacation. Miroku chugged the rest of his cofee down and continued with his paper work. Luckily his boss didn't give him a second glance and kept marching forward.Miroku thought his troubles her over,until he heard a happy almost homosexual voice cheer" Well good morning to ya buddy!" Miroku turned and silently cursed under his breath.

In front of him was a handsome looking man with dark black hair and shining brown eyes, and a smile that could brighten up the darkest cave. It was Tetsu Yakamura. The last person Miroku wanted to see. " Like the suit? It cost me over 4,000,000 yen! But that is absoulutly nothing when you are loaded like me!" He bragged. Miroku clenched his fists and started grinding his teeth to keep himself from swearing and causing a dramatic scene. " Hey...Tetsu..." Miroku said and laughed uncomfortably. " So how have you and that wife of yours been? She hasnt dumped you forsome one who is actually worth something has she?" Miroku hated Tetsu for many reasons. He was even jealous of the way he lived. But there was one thing he had that Tetsu wanted. Tetsu has a crush on Sango and always begged her to leave Miroku, and come live a life of luxury.

"Look Miroku, I know you are in a tight spot money wise so i am going to make you a deal." Tetsu began placing an arm around Mirokus shoulder. He pulled a check out of his pocket and Handed it to Miroku. "100,000,000,000,000,000,000 YEN!" Miroku blurted out, not caring that everyone heard him. "Yeah...some loose change I found in my pocket one day. I will give this to you..." He scoffed. Miroku didn't care that Tetsu was being an arrogant prick. He finally ahd enough money to buy a house for him and Sango. "Thanks! How can I ever-" Miroku was stopped by Tetsu raising his hand up to him. " I will give this to you if... you quit your job here" Miroku knew that he wanted to money...and he wanted to be rid of Tetsu for good...But could he leave his job? He also knew that Tetsu wanted him out so Miroku wouldn't have any authority over him. He had to choos between keeping his miserable life...or getting the life he wanted with a happy wife.

"Well...?" Tetsu began. Miroku just stared blankly at the check...What should I do?