Credits for the Heart

Chapter 3- Party Hours


“Whoa…This place is huge…” Said Sango looking quite attractive. Kagome had convinced her to wear a mid-thigh length pleated black skirt and a matching black top that revealed large portions of her bust. Kagome was in a skimpy red dress…That she swore was ‘Puppy-kun’s’ favorite.
They walked together through the open doors where many of the other students at the school were talking and meeting up with their friends. The girls made their way through the entry room and found more space in a chaired out living room, full of sofas, love seats, single chairs and a few tables. Sango smiled a bit. It did her good to have some fun every once in a while.
After 20 minuets or so of waiting the music began to play. It was some fun, hip, techno Japanese songs that were catchy and fun to dance too.
Sango laughed and danced with Kagome until they had to sit down for a moment. Sango picked up a soda and opened it…She took a long slow drink.
“Ahh…caffeine…” she said with a smile as she noticed Miroku, dancing with some girl in a dress you could almost see through. Sango blushed at the thought of imagining in that girl’s position though she longed to have his hands on her body that way…What!? No no no! Bad Sango! Bad! He’s just a lecher looking for a girl of the night. That kiss meant nothing…Or did it. Sango sighed and sat down in a chair, setting her drink down beside her. She watched Miroku dance intently…so intently that she didn’t see the hand of Naraku slip above her drink and drop a little white dissolving pill into the drink.

Outside though, an un-predicted rain cloud loomed over head…
Sango picked up her drink and finished it off before standing and searching for Kagome.
Slowly Sango’s vision began to blur and she started to feel numb and sleepy. Naraku followed his prey eagerly and watched her as she leaned up against a wall and passed out. He grinned and leaned down to pick her up. Gently, but almost tenderly he tried to carry her up stairs.
“What the fuck are you up to now?” asked someone from behind him. It was Miroku, looking quite angry.
“Oh…this girl fainted so I was taking her upstairs away from the perverts like you-“ started the whelp before being punched in the face.
“You were going to rape her! You mother fucking basturd!” said Miroku, carefully stepping over Sango and attacking Naraku again.
“You drugged her didn’t you?” he demanded
“N-No Miroku I-I didn’t!” begged Naraku only to get a swift kick in the nuts.
“Okay! Okay! It was me!” whimpered Naraku cowering in front of Miroku.
“Much better…Now I’ll be taking your little rape toy and I’ll be informing her of what happened when she wakes up. See you you in court.” said Miroku, picking up the unconscious Sango and walking towards the door.
No one messed with Miroku and kept their comments to themselves but rumors started spreading the moment he walked out of the door. Rumors and questions such as…


“He’s gonna fuck the poor girl…”
“I bet that hard ass will enjoy it though…”
“Will it be rape?”
“No…I heard that they were making out today…”
“Should we follow?”
“That’ll be the '8th' girl this week for Miroku…”
“I always knew she was a slut…”
“Maybe he’ll drug her again and invite his friends?”
Plus many more rumors from the partying teens.

Miroku had walked the whole way to the party, he only lived a few blocks away. Slowly though, the sky began to break and rain started to fall upon Miroku and his rescue.
“Damn it!” he grumbled, walking faster in the pouring rain.
He looked down at Sango softly. He was glad that he’d come to the party and kept an eye on her…He felt deep inside that he watched over her before…He held her close and tight in hopes of keeping her warm from the icy rain.
He saw Sango’s skin become puckered and her clothes drenched in the rain.
“Great, now we can die from an ammonia…” he grumbled and walked quickly until reached his apartment.
He walked up the stairs and fumbled with the key. Compromising, he let go of Sango’s knees so that her feet touched the ground and with one arm he held her to his chest. Oddly this felt familiar to him…He quickly opened the door and picked her up again. He walked inside the dark apartment and shut the door with his foot.
“Finally…” he said with relief and he carefully set her down on the sofa.
He ran a hand gently over her face and wet hair.
“She’s freezing…” he said, though hiding a small grin.
Miroku walked down to his bedroom and searched the drawers, pulling out a couple of pairs of comfortable boxers and two T-shirts.

Going back into the living room, he tossed the clothes on the edge of the couch and placed his hands upon the cold Sango gently. Carefully he peeled away her clothing and felt his heart speed up with every inch that he revealed. He knew this body…he knew this body like the back of his own hand! The firmness of her breasts he knew and the tone of her waist. The lovely curves of her hips and the soft feel of her skin. He striped her nude and ran his hands along the body he knew so well…
“Houshi-sama…” she breathed as his hands found her breasts. He could almost swear she’d called him that before. Miroku was stunned, no girl had affected him like this before…It was like…Like they’d…but that was ridiculous! Or was it? With a sigh he placed the spare clothing on her body and changed him self out of his wet clothes.
Fetching a blanket from his bed he spread it across Sango and kissed her forehead. Why was he so attracted to a girl he barely knew but seemed to almost have loved deeply before now? He felt a strange closeness to her and was overwhelmed with sensations that he’d never experienced before in this life when he touched her. In this life? Now… Maybe they had meet before…
Miroku crawled in next to Sango and wrapped his arms around her softly and pulled her close…It felt as if she belonged there…close to his chest and safe in his arms.

“Where’s Sango!?” Kagome kept demanding. Inu-Yasha was holding onto her so that she didn’t go insane. “Miroku has her? Is she okay!” “Shut up KAGOME!!!” yelled Inu-Yasha. “She’ll be fine, It’s not like he’ll kill her!” protested Inu-Yasha as Kagome started dragging him towards the door in a panic.

Sango awoke before dawn, feeling quite warm and cozy. Slowly she opened her eyes to see that of the closed Miroku’s so close to her own. She gasped and turned red. One of Miroku’s arms was wrapped tightly around her shoulders and the other hand…well the other hand was doing what it knew best…How had she gotten here? Why were her clothes different and why was his hand on her ass? Sango could feel every movement of his fingers upon her rear, but they felt…familiar. She had seen this in many a dream that took place in her sleep. She didn’t feel scared at all though…she felt safe…like she’d done this a thousand times. Trusting her heart, she timidly closed her eyes and snuggled close to a boy she barely knew…and slept on…

((HAHAHA!!! It's so short I know but I have to keep the tension!))

((PS Will be revised after Chap 5))