InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Songs for the Heart and Soul ❯ How Will I Know? ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

 
Guess what? Here's another songfic! Yay! Many thanks and lots of love [and some apologies for making some of you cry] to: Aamalie, misakichi1, LuClipse85, suicidalslayer, Demon-Slayer13 and Sango. You all made me so happy! I really like getting reviews from you all!

To suicidalslayer: No, I do not hate you. It was a simple misunderstanding and I need the flames for fuel! It's cold! Tee-hee.
To LuClipse85: Yup…I'm using the song you suggested. I'll try not to write another tear-jerker anytime soon. TMR is cool, ne? I've finally got his CD, Seventh Heaven. It kicks arse.
 
Note: Sango and Miroku are seniors and Kohaku is a freshman in high school.
- Minmay
 
How Will I Know
 
 
“What do you plan to do for the talent show, Mir?” A young brown-haired girl asked her best friend, Miroku.
 
“Are you friggin' kidding me? I don't have a talented bone in my body, San.” The boy replied to Sango. He took her in a friendly, almost sibling-like hug and laughed. “You know that, and have known that for years.”
 
A blush quickly passed it's way across Sango's cheeks before disappearing all together. Thank goodness Miroku didn't notice. “Y-Yeah. You're right.” She laughed to cover her embarrassment.
 
“So…what are you doing?” Miroku asked slyly. “Tell me, tell me, tell me.”
 
“You're really childish, you know that?” She stated more that asked, “Besides, I'm not telling anyone except the director of the talent show. It's a surprise.”
 
“Not fair. I have rights as your best friend that aren't being met here.” He joked and playfully punched her arm.
 
“Sorry Mr. Impatient. Your rights have been postponed.” Sango smirked, thankful her little blush had disappeared. She didn't want him to know…
 
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That night Sango fingered the lock on her pink diary, which for the last three months was filled with entries about Miroku. A picture of her and Miroku, at age four, adorned the front cover. She sighed, remembering when life was as simple as that. At four years old you didn't worry about having a crush on anyone, let alone your best friend. She often tried hide it with her violent tendencies and threats.
 
“Damn it.” She growled and banged her fist on the wall. “This isn't fair!!”
 
Her door flung open and a young boy stood in the doorframe. “You're right this isn't fair, I'm trying to sleep Sango!”
 
“Whoops. Sorry Kohaku, I didn't mean to wake you.” She nervously chuckled, “Won't happen again, I promise.”
 
Kohaku sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair. He walked over and crawled up on Sango's bed. “Okay, since I'm all ready here you can tell me what's eating you.”
 
“N-nothing.” Sango stuttered. “Really, it's nothing.”
 
“Yeah right.” Kohaku rolled his eyes, “Now tell me what's wrong.”
 
“I…I don't know if I could tell you. You've got a pretty big mouth you know.” She scolded, attempting to sidestep the question. Her brother just sat there. “Okay, I give.”
 
“Go on.”
 
“I like Miroku.” She whispered.
 
“Sorry, didn't catch that.”
 
“I LIKE MIROKU!” She yelled at the top of her lungs. She slowed her breathing and regained her composure, “Happy?”
 
Kohaku grinned, “You bet I am. Have you told him yet?”
 
“Are you crazy? Of course I haven't.”
 
Getting up off his sister's bed, Kohaku headed for the door. When he reached the frame he turned and smiled at his older sister, “You should tell him.” He then made his way back to his room.
 
 
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The school days seemed to fly by and Friday approached without warning. Sango scrambled to get herself and Kohaku ready before Miroku showed up to take them to school. She put two Pop-Tarts down in the toaster, poured two glasses of orange juice, and searched for Kohaku's homework from last night.
 
“Ah-ha! I found you!” She squealed happily, finding her brother's missing homework.
 
“Really exciting, isn't it Miroku?” Kohaku pointed to Sango, having just let Miroku in the house. “I don't even have to watch TV, this is all the entertainment I need in the morning.”
 
“Looks like it.” Miroku laughed.
 
Sango turned to face the two young men standing in the entryway into the kitchen with a look of horror and disbelief. She flushed with anger and indignity as they laughed at her. She was about to yell at both of them when the Pop-Tarts popped up in the toaster. She threw one to Kohaku, downed her orange juice and grabbed her bag. “Let's go guys!”
 
 
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From the moment Sango and Miroku set foot on school grounds the raven-haired young man began to bug her about what she was going to do for the talent show later today. And from that same moment Sango refused to tell her best friend. Thank the gods for lunchtime.
 
“I told you, you're going to have to wait and see. It's a surprise.” She said teasingly. “Remember? I told you it was a surprise, what…three days ago?”
 
By this point, Miroku was getting frustrated. Sango never kept a single secret from him since they were friends. He knew her as well as he knew himself, and vice versa. He knew the one thing that would make her break. He tickled her. A piercing scream erupted from Sango, sending the whole cafeteria into silence. Miroku sheepishly grinned and stopped tickling his best friend. Her right eye twitched at his audacity. Stupid little…
 
“Dear, dear Miroku.” Sango began sweetly. Too sweetly for Miroku's liking. “If you don't wait patiently like everyone else to see my performance, you won't be seeing it at all. Am I clear?”
 
“Crystal.”
 
Sango nodded and took a bite of chocolate pudding, disregarding the fact she hadn't touched the other food on her lunch tray. She smiled blissfully. Oh, what wonders chocolate can do.
 
“Uh, Sango?” Miroku quipped up.
 
“What now?” She asked.
 
“You shouldn't eat dessert first.”
 
WHAP! Miroku teetered back, a large goose egg forming a knot on his head. Sango smirked as Miroku made a satisfactory whumph when hitting the ground.
 
 
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An hour passed, and it was time for the talent show to begin. Miroku, recovered from his earlier head injury, spied Kohaku and moved to sit next to him. They grinned like fools, waiting Sango's turn. Unfortunately they had to sit through horror upon horror as the other students attempted to show their “talents”.
 
“This is bad, why did Sango have to go last?” Kohaku groaned, his head pounding.
 
“I know, but she's up next. It's all worth it.” Miroku said happily.
 
“Hey, Mir? Can I ask you a question?” Kohaku inquired.
 
“Sure kiddo, ask away.”
 
“Do you like my sister?”
 
Jaw open and bug eyed, Miroku stared at Kohaku. “I…I…um.”
 
“You do! That's good, very good.”
 
“Why?” Miroku's voice squeaked out as Sango stepped upon the stage and Kohaku shushed him. This was the moment they had waited for. Kohaku's sister grabbed a microphone and opened her mouth…
 
 
There's a boy I know, he's the one I dream of
Looks into my eyes, takes me to the clouds above
Ooh I lose control, can't seem to get enough
When I wake from dreaming, tell me is it really love
Miroku's eyes locked with Sango's and a feeling welled up inside of him. Is this feeling…love? He mentally asked himself.
 

How will I know (Don't trust your feelings)
How will I know
How will I know (Love can be deceiving)
How will I know
How will I know if he really loves me
I say a prayer with every heart beat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I'm asking you what you know about these things
How will I know if he's thinking of me
I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't speak)
Falling in love is all bitter sweet
This love is strong why do I feel weak
Sango closed her eyes, singing with all her heart. Hoping that Miroku understood what she was trying to express.

Oh, wake me, I'm shaking, wish I had you near me now
Said there's no mistaking, what I feel is really love
How will I know (Don't trust your feelings)
How will I know
How will I know (Love can be deceiving)
How will I know
How will I know if he really loves me
I say a prayer with every heart beat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I'm asking you what you know about these things
How will I know if he's thinking of me
I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't speak)
Falling in love is all bitter sweet
This love is strong why do I feel weak

If he loves me, if he loves me not
If he loves me, if he loves me not
If he loves me, if he loves me not
Sango nearly bit her lip, Please…please let him love me back! I couldn't take it if this ruined our friendship.
Oh Sango, I don't know what to say. Miroku smiled to himself.
 
Kohaku caught that smile and grinned inside. This was the best! Miroku was already like a brother to him, but this way Sango and him could be closer.
 
How will I know (Don't trust your feelings)
How will I know
How will I know (Love can be deceiving)
How will I know
How will I know if he really loves me
I say a prayer with every heart beat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I'm asking you what you know about these things
How will I know if he's thinking of me
I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't speak)
Falling in love is all bitter sweet
This love is strong why do I feel weak

Sango ended that last note and breathed deeply. A deafening cheer greeted her when she completed her song. She stepped down the steps and off the stage, to be welcomed by her brother and Miroku. She avoided Miroku's gaze and hugged her brother tightly.
 
“Sis, you did great! That was amazing.” Kohaku laughed and then whispered, “You should talk to Mir.” He let go of his sister and moved to give her and Miroku space.
 
Sango still didn't meet Miroku's gaze, and at a loss for words, didn't speak.
 
“Look at me San.” Miroku said, breaking the silence. She finally looked up and she saw her best friend smiling. “There's a girl. I just wanted to tell you that I understand…and that I feel the same way.”
 
“You what?” Sango asked quietly, “You like me too?”
 
“Yes, I do.” Miroku bent down and kissed her on the lips, “More then you could ever know my dearest Sango.”
 
 
 
I hope you enjoyed this everyone. I have plans for the next chapter, and believe me it'll definitely be light-hearted!
Ja ne minna!
- Minmay