Hearts of Havoc Once One

Sango stared at Kagome in shock.

            “Four!style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Oh, Kagome…wow you dog you!”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Kagome tried not to laugh, considering their
last position and sat back down beside her friend; who was giddy from the sheer
idea of it all. 

            “Sango…
it’s really no big deal” her face was rouged as her blush spread across her
porcelain cheeks.  Sango’s smile widened with
a devilish quality to it.  Kagome knew
exactly what she was going to say. 

            “So… was
he… you know… was he good?”  Kagome’s
stomach knotted at the thought of his touch; her smile wouldn’t be rid her
face.  Pursing her lips together she
stood and walked to the living room, leaving Sango sitting at the kitchen
table. 

            “Hey,
Kagome…!  Are you not going to answer
me?”  She stood at the entry of the kitchen
and stared at Kagome as she plopped down on her sofa.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            “Sango, do
you really have to ask?  I mean come on,
you know me… I'm not going to sleep with someone four times if they aren’t
good… god… he just…”  Sango stepped away
from the kitchen and sat beside her glowing friend.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            “That good
huh…?”  She sighed as if in
disappointment.  Kagome pulled herself
from her memories and looked at the girl slumped beside her.

            “Sango, you
know that he will come around.  Miroku
loves you… like I said; he probably just doesn’t want to rush anything with you
because he loves you so much.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Letting out another sigh, Sango leaned her
head on the back of the couch and closed her eyes.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Kagome looked down and let her thoughts take
her again, until suddenly she heard a shrill noise.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Sango’s laugh.

            “It’s funny
you know.  I've known Miroku for… fucking
ten years… we’ve been dating for about two of those years.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  You meet Inuyasha, and after style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>one night of knowing each other… you
guys go at it… I still can’t get
Miroku to do that.  He always finds a way
out of it.”  Kagome watched Sango’s
expressions change at every sentence. 
Grimacing at the notions she presented by mentioning her night’s
activities, Kagome couldn’t help but laugh. 

            “Sango, did
you ever think that he just might be nervous?” 
Sango suddenly seemed to go into a giggling fit.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            “Miroku…? class=GramE>Nervous? Oh damn, that is the funniest thing I have ever
heard Kagome.  Excuse me but have you not
met Miroku?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  When you guys first met, he grabbed at your
ass.  You know that it isn’t his nerves.”

            style='mso-spacerun:yes'>   “I
really don’t know what to say, Sango.  I guess
you are just going to have to wait and find out first hand from him… you style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>could ask him you know.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Sango’s eyes became wide with terror.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

            “What, have
you lost your mind?  Did one night of
passion completely throw your brain from proper thinking patterns?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Kagome, I can’t just ask Miroku.  That’s … that’s…”

            “That’s
what Sango?   Common sense…?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  You know that if you want to know something
you need to hear it from the source, not anyone else, and you really shouldn’t
jump to conclusions that we both know
are not true.  He’s not going to say
anything mean… Sango he loves you and you know it.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Kagome tried to read her friend’s expression,
but it was almost completely blank; a few seconds passed before the red of
shame crept along her cheeks. 

            “Ugh, I
guess I should go talk to him; big help Kags. 
I don’t know if I should smack you or thank you.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Sango rose from her chair and started towards
the front door; Kagome followed.

            “Time will
tell.  Call me later?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Sango handed Kagome the note that she had
previously taken and smiled evilly. 

            “For sure…
and for the record, our conversing is far
from over.  Glad you finally had some fun…
now maybe I can have a little.”  With a
sigh of either frustration or humor, Sango walked down the small flight of
stairs and to her car; leaving Kagome alone once again.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Everyone
seems to be leaving and coming lately. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Heading back to the kitchen; Kagome started to
clean up the various half eaten baked goods.