InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kismet ❯ Unimpressed!Sango is Unimpressed ( Chapter 6 )

Unimpressed!Sango is Unimpressed

 

 

Sango is nothing if not devoted to her job. Sure, she hates that for some reason the demon slayers work side-by-side with Lord Sesshoumaru, and she gets a bit bitter when slaying interferes with her school work, but she is awesome at what she does.

 

Plus, it was a way for her to work out all the pesky stress of living with a very hands-on type of guy determined to make her his forever and ever.

 

He insists that he only began following her on her hunts to make sure she was safe.

 

Sango insist that he only began following her on her hunts to catch a glimpse of her bending and moving in sensual ways in tight leather clothes.

 

I don't see why the obvious answer (both, duh) doesn't come up more often in conversation. Really, they find it so difficult to compromise.

 

But anyway - like Sango pointed out, Miroku was not exactly immune to her outfits of choice. When she wasn't using Kirara on missions, she preferred her motorcycle. Biking in Florida heat meant tight leather pants (usually the bottoms to her slaying armor), a tight tank top and occasionally her jacket depending on the weather.

 

Considering Miroku didn't have a driver's license, logic dictated that he would have to sit behind her, clinging to her all the way down the highways.

 

Anyway, what I'm getting at is that no matter what the reason, Miroku began going out on slaying quests with Sango. Her father thought it was a good idea - a holy person is always an asset against a demon, and a lot of the demons in South Florida tend to run in gangs. Safety in numbers and all that, so why shouldn't the slayers do the same thing?

 

Sango wasn't buying it, but she didn't often question her father. And that is where fate bit her in the butt. And usually where Miroku grabbed it.

 

I think the battle against the python demon was when Sango began to realize she didn't really have a choice in the matter of “them” - it was going to happen. It was their first real high-profile hunt. They'd gone up against a lot of lower-class demons: rats, a couple birds, and even a shark demon. But the python had actually been quite a deadly nuisance and had finally struck out against humans; when they got on the scene, they found it had grown to nearly three times its natural size.

 

In this battle, they got their first look at the results of the recent Shikon Jewel explosion, courtesy of InuYasha's new priestess girlfriend.

 

Because the demon was all super-powered-up, the battle dragged on a lot longer than normal. Worse, they were fighting the thing on the edge of the Everglades, giving it quite the advantage. Sango's Hiraikotsu was covered in muck, Kirara was tired and despite Sango's completely lack of fashion sense, even she knew her new boots were pretty much ruined.

 

And Miroku was out of ofuda - extra-bad news, since they'd been using them to hold the creature down while they ineffectually hacked away at it, hoping to dislodge the jewel shard that none of them could see.

 

Hey - don't look at me. Nobody called for my help.

 

Miroku finally got in a lucky blow, having picked up Sango's discarded sword while she was wrestling to keep her boomerang from going under in the swamp. Somehow, he managed to slice the shard from the snake and it shrank… but only after knocking Miroku across the way and into a tree.

 

Sango hauled Hiraikotsu out of the gunk, decapitated the snake with it and was at his feet in a heartbeat. She panicked - let me tell you something: my girl never panics. She's cool.

 

But until he opened those eyes, she was horrified to think something had happened to him. And the one percent of her that wasn't anxiously checking his vital signs was so very unimpressed… because the rest of her was on autopilot. She couldn't stop caring for him any more than she could stop breathing.

 

And - don't tell her I told you this - when he came to just in time to cop a feel? She didn't slap him nearly as hard as she wanted to.

 

She couldn't. The idea of him hurting hurt her.

 

So like I said, Sango kind of got the picture at that point that her fate was - for all intents and purposes - irrevocably intertwined with Miroku's.

 

But that didn't necessarily mean she had to like it… and she didn't have to make it easy on him.

 

OoO**OoO**OoO

 

Disclaimers:

I have no legal rights to the InuYasha characters; that honor belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and a bunch of Japanese and English companies. I just abuse them for the giggles.

 

Anything from Power Rangers (like our beloved narrator) belongs to Saban.

 

“Kismet” is written for the LJ community mirsan_fics. This entry, 762 words long, was originally posted July 5, 2010.