I Almost Lost You

Ok, this is my first story EVER. Be Nice.

~*~*~I Almost Lost You~*~*~

Miroku and Sango have been traveling for three days now. Miroku was tired but he didn’t want to show his weakness to Sango of course. But he couldn’t act strong for a long time.

“Sango, can we please rest? We have been going for three days straight.”

Sango sighed, and stopped. “Miroku if we rest now, then we will be so behind our quest.” But no sooner had she said that when a demoness can jumping out of the rocks beside them.

“You will be late anyway you! Ha. Don’t think you will be going anywhere now!” She was very beautiful. She had a black silk Kimono on and her hair tied in a bun with to curly strands hanging down them. Of course Miroku was memorized by her beauty, and just had a smirk on his face. “Your time is up pretty girl!” With that she jumped up in the air and blew a red dust out of her mouth. Sango started coughing and dropped down unconscious.

“SANGO!” Miroku was trying to run to her, but the demoness jumped in front of him, and knelt down to check out Sango. “Get away from her!” But the Demoness turned around and grabbed Miroku at his throat, and held him in the air.

“Stupid, if you would have just left this girl, you would have survived. What do you love her? There is no such thing as love son, so you might as well give up!” With that she threw Miroku down. “Your pathetic. Let me deal with her first and then I will get to you!” She started walking over to Sango, and she put her hand out. A blue ball of light started forming in her hand and she held it right about Sango. Miroku jumped up and covered up Sango, and got hit with the light. Miroku screamed in pain, but he wasn’t about to let Sango get hurt so he stayed in covering her up, protecting her just like he always said he would.

The demoness was shocked. “You... you... risked your own life. For that wench?”

“She’s not a wench.” said Miroku under painful breaths, “She is the most amazing, beautiful woman I have ever seen and met.” Miroku turned to the still unconscious Sango and kissed her temple. “I’m sorry Sango.. I lo...” but Miroku fainted.

The demoness started backing up like she was realize something but she shook it off. "Stupid humans.. they will never learn. Well I will just finish them off now."

Sango awoke a couple of minutes later to see him laying on top of her. “Miroku, MIROKU? Wake up!”

“He won’t awaken wench. I think he is dead.” the demoness said laughing. Sango looked at Miroku and kissed him on the lips. “Please stay with me.” Sango Held him crying tears of anger and hate. She gently moved Miroku over and placed him down gently and sat over him, moving some hair out of his face.

Just then Sango stood up, and was glaring at the demon with tears in her eyes. “You... you stupid BITCH!” Sango threw her Hiraikotsu at the demon. So hard that it knocked her way far awNeveNever to be seen again.
Sango’s kiss, which did didn’t know, awoke Miroku enough to see her fight and rid of the demon. “Sango?” he said pulling himself up.

“Miroku? MIROKU!” She ran into his arms knocking him down. She had never done this before to him so he loved it. “Oh Miroku are you ok?”

“Yeah, just a little pained, but I’ve been through much worse.” She hugged him again. Miroku thought that if he was to die right now, then he would die happy. Having Sango hug him, he felt like he was protecting her, and that is what he always wanted.

Sango just sat in his arms. Then she relized it was getting late. "Ok, well Miroku mabye we should make a camp."

~*~ That night~*~
"Sango mabye you should change, I mean you have been in those clothes all day. Don't you think you would be more comfortable?" Miroku said innocently enough, but not enough for Sango.

"Oh you would like that wouldn't you Monk? You would love to get any change to see me naked wouldn't you?"

"No! I swear I won't look, I just thought that it would be nice. I don't know you don't have to."

"Ok, but if you peak, you will have more to worry about then that whole in your hand. Got it?" Sango said glaring at him. Miroku waved his hands in front of his face innocently. "I won't peak I swear!"

So Sango reached in her pack and changed. While Miroku started a fire. "Ok, Im done. Thank you Miroku." He just smiled at her, and sat down on a log.

Sango joined him near the fire. She was thinking about the past events of the day, and what had just happened. Suddenly she felt something on her rear.

“Miroku you perve!” and she turned around and slapped him on the face as usual. “Why do you always do that?!” She was literally pissed now.

“Heh heh, um...” Miroku couldn’t think of anything to say. He didn’t know why he always had the urge to touch her, but he did. “Sorry, Sango. I uh... Sango?” Sango was all of a sudden crying. “Whawronwrong?” He was worried that he hurt her or something with his stupid act.

But Sango was crying about what had happened that day. She almost lost Miroku. She cared for that perverted monk, whether she liked to admit it or not.

“Nothing is wrong. I’m just um... thinking about my... uh family.” That was cold dead lie, but Miroku bought it so easily. Suddenly she felt herself being pulled into his arms.

“It’s going to be ok Sango, we will avenge your family’s death. Don’t you worry.” Sango pulled out of his arms and looked up into his eyes. They were so beautiful, they shined with a glow of sincerity. His handsome face gleamed in the moonlight. Suddenly Sango’s heart either felt like it was being squeezed or it had dropped down in her stomach. She jumped up and kissed Miroku. Miroku was surprised and fell back again. Sango was on top of him, and she kissed his mouth so passionately.

Miroku decided to join in, and he kissed her back, and brought his tongue up to her lips wiping them across of them, begging for entrance. Which she granted. Their tongues were fighting a war with each other. Miroku pulled her down so she was laying beside him instead of on top. He pulled her closer. Sango moaned, and ran her hand up and down his chest, causing Miroku to moan as well. He ran his hand through her ponytail, and then down her back. To her rear which he then groped her, causing her to yelp. But they stayed kissing for so long. Sangos Kimono slipped down reveling her breasts. She blushed but Miroku just smiled and said they were beautiful, but anything on her was beautiful.

The kissed and Miroku started to rub her breasts. Then he kissed down her neck to her collarbone and then he licked her breasts.

Sango pulled away and looked up and Miroku, “We can’t do this Miroku Im sorry.” She rolled out of Miroku’s grip and ran off. She ran as fast as she could to a brook, and sat there crying. She was trying to cover herself up again, but she was just so destraught. “Oh Miroku we can’t.. I want to but we can’t. I can’t become close with you.”

Meanwhile back at the camp, Miroku was sitting there thinking about what had just happened. He was trying to figure out why he wasn’t good enough. But he thouof mof many reasons. Too many to make him feel any better.

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Please? I promise I will get the next chapter up soon ok? (I just hope I do it right) Sorry It’s Short... but I will be good next chap I promise!
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