InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Surrounded Yet Alone ❯ Uneasiness And Fallen Tears ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: scarn16 
Miroku comfronts Sango and a lot is said and tears not of joy but of sadness fall
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.11.2003 | Updated On: 10.11.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 700 | Visits: 316 | Status: Completed
Miroku comfronts Sango and a lot is said and tears not of joy but of sadness fall
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.11.2003 | Updated On: 10.11.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 700 | Visits: 316 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: yet still try as I might I do not own Inu Yasha and the other characters that appear in my story
Uneasiness And Fallen Tears
Sango didn't know what to do; she thought she should apologize for her harshness earlier that day. But in a way she felt that she shouldn't have to apologize for not telling Miroku everything. 'Some things are just personal and should stay personal,' thought Sango. She hurried up and finished her Ramen and quickly dashed off to find Miroku.
"Lord Monk..." Sango said, with her voice trailing off at the end. Miroku stopped walking but did not turn around to acknowledge her presence. She continued anyway hoping that he was listening. "... I'm sorry..." She waited for a reply from Miroku but none came so she continued on. "...I should not have been so rude to you, you were just being a concerned friend." Again Sango received no reply, so she moved in closer to Miroku, within groping distance. He moved for the first time since she had called his name. His hands moved, but not to grope her, but grab her wrists. He backed her up to a tree. She was trapped. She started to worry Miroku has never acted this way before, he did not seem him self.
"Why didn't you tell me?" were the first words he spoke to her. His voice was harsh and his words were curt.
That simple sentence sent shivers down Sango's spine, but she maintained her self-assurance, and replied in the most innocent way, "Tell you what?"
Her reply only seemed to anger the already distraught Miroku. He ripped the sleeve of her outfit right by all the cuts and scars. He moved her wrist right in front of her face so that she was staring straight at it "...Bout this" his words were just below a holler. He waited patiently for her answer. But all she did was collapse to the ground falling way from his grasp, shaking from tears that she was trying to hold back, but was failing miserably at.
Through sobs she managed to whisper, "It wasn't supposed to turn out this way."
"What wasn't supposed to turn out what way?" he questioned in a more sympathetic voice. He has never seen Sango cry before.
"My life..." Sango said trailing off and into a bunch of more sobs. Miroku knelt down into a squatting position off towards the side of Sango, laying his staff on the ground. He ran his hands down her hair his fingers were entwined in her hair. She leaned in to Miroku for comfort; this caused Miroku to lose his footing and fall backwards taking Sango with him. Now sitting with his legs bent one on either side of Sango, Sango was leaning against him her head buried in his shoulder and she just stayed there and cried. Miroku wrapped one arm around her lower back and the other was busy rubbing the top of her back. Neither one of them wanted to leave the others company. But they both knew they would have to, but if time could just sand still, now was the time that both were willing and wanting it to.
Sango was the one to pull away first. They both looked into each other's eyes each noticing a little disappointment in the others.
Miroku still didn't know why she had cut herself. He was tempted then and there to ask her 'why?' but he felt it best to leave it at that. He got up and held out his hand for Sango to take it. She did and he helped her up, he took a step towards her and raised his hand to her face and rubbed the tears away that had fallen only moments ago. Then they both returned to camp to the waiting Inu Yasha, Kagome, and Shippo.
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Uneasiness And Fallen Tears
Sango didn't know what to do; she thought she should apologize for her harshness earlier that day. But in a way she felt that she shouldn't have to apologize for not telling Miroku everything. 'Some things are just personal and should stay personal,' thought Sango. She hurried up and finished her Ramen and quickly dashed off to find Miroku.
"Lord Monk..." Sango said, with her voice trailing off at the end. Miroku stopped walking but did not turn around to acknowledge her presence. She continued anyway hoping that he was listening. "... I'm sorry..." She waited for a reply from Miroku but none came so she continued on. "...I should not have been so rude to you, you were just being a concerned friend." Again Sango received no reply, so she moved in closer to Miroku, within groping distance. He moved for the first time since she had called his name. His hands moved, but not to grope her, but grab her wrists. He backed her up to a tree. She was trapped. She started to worry Miroku has never acted this way before, he did not seem him self.
"Why didn't you tell me?" were the first words he spoke to her. His voice was harsh and his words were curt.
That simple sentence sent shivers down Sango's spine, but she maintained her self-assurance, and replied in the most innocent way, "Tell you what?"
Her reply only seemed to anger the already distraught Miroku. He ripped the sleeve of her outfit right by all the cuts and scars. He moved her wrist right in front of her face so that she was staring straight at it "...Bout this" his words were just below a holler. He waited patiently for her answer. But all she did was collapse to the ground falling way from his grasp, shaking from tears that she was trying to hold back, but was failing miserably at.
Through sobs she managed to whisper, "It wasn't supposed to turn out this way."
"What wasn't supposed to turn out what way?" he questioned in a more sympathetic voice. He has never seen Sango cry before.
"My life..." Sango said trailing off and into a bunch of more sobs. Miroku knelt down into a squatting position off towards the side of Sango, laying his staff on the ground. He ran his hands down her hair his fingers were entwined in her hair. She leaned in to Miroku for comfort; this caused Miroku to lose his footing and fall backwards taking Sango with him. Now sitting with his legs bent one on either side of Sango, Sango was leaning against him her head buried in his shoulder and she just stayed there and cried. Miroku wrapped one arm around her lower back and the other was busy rubbing the top of her back. Neither one of them wanted to leave the others company. But they both knew they would have to, but if time could just sand still, now was the time that both were willing and wanting it to.
Sango was the one to pull away first. They both looked into each other's eyes each noticing a little disappointment in the others.
Miroku still didn't know why she had cut herself. He was tempted then and there to ask her 'why?' but he felt it best to leave it at that. He got up and held out his hand for Sango to take it. She did and he helped her up, he took a step towards her and raised his hand to her face and rubbed the tears away that had fallen only moments ago. Then they both returned to camp to the waiting Inu Yasha, Kagome, and Shippo.
Please review and let me know what you think