I finally got around to typing this up. xD I wrote it last year in Process Writing. I was bored, had nothing to do and Bridget was still taking her test. <<; So I wrote. Lucky for me I had inspiration xP
Anyway. Er.. I.. guess it's mostly fluff. Miroku told Sango that she should find someone to love and deal with her (even though it's not written, it's implied), and she gets angry. Always fighting, always in love. ;D Yes, it has a "Lady or the Tiger?" ending. You pick what happens. x3 Most people hate endings like that, but I love them. I loved the actual short story too, even though at first I disliked the ending. I grew to like it, it was deep, it made me think.
I don't think it's good. I never do. Leave a comment (no flames) if you want. <3
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She shook her head furiously, glaring daggers at him. How on earth could he say that she should love someone again after what had happened? And he knew perfectly well what had happened! He also knew her views on getting too close to people, how much it hurt her. She couldn't love someone, she didn't even allow herself to get all that close to people. So telling the taijiya to love someone was an extremely blasphemous statement. Especially coming from him, the most perverted man alive, who thought of himself as a player. What did he know about love? Nothing, that's what.
"And you know what about love, Houshi-sama?" Sango screamed out moments later in her anger.
"Quite a lot," Miroku replied calmly. On the inside, he was panicking. The taijiya wasn't supposed to get angry about this. This had not been part of his inital plan.
"That's the biggest lie you've ever told." Sango snapped back promptly. She turned on her heel, and began to walk away. Moments later she was stopped. Miroku snaked his arms around her waist from behind, very particular about placing his hands over his own arms. He didn't want her to think this was another one of his perverted acts. This time, it wasn't.
"What, Houshi-sama?" Sango huffed, looking over her shoulder at him.
"I .. did have someone in mind for you," Miroku told her quietly, hesitantly.
"Really? That's great, now let me go." The taijiya demanded immediately, anger flaring once again. Who did he think he was, setting her up with people? That was something she definitely didn't appreciate.
He hesitated, if only for a moment. Releasing his hold on her, the monk stepped around Sango, now stnading in front of her. He lifted a hand, grasping her chin gently, moving her face so she was looking at him once again. His fingers lingered for a few moments before he snapped back to reality, moving his hand away.
"I was thinking, hoping actually.." Miroku paused suddenly, staring at Sango. Before she had a chance to react, he placed a gentle kiss upon her lips. "That you could love me as much as I love you."
Anyway. Er.. I.. guess it's mostly fluff. Miroku told Sango that she should find someone to love and deal with her (even though it's not written, it's implied), and she gets angry. Always fighting, always in love. ;D Yes, it has a "Lady or the Tiger?" ending. You pick what happens. x3 Most people hate endings like that, but I love them. I loved the actual short story too, even though at first I disliked the ending. I grew to like it, it was deep, it made me think.
I don't think it's good. I never do. Leave a comment (no flames) if you want. <3
In case you're having difficulty reading the icon, it says:
The piper's calling you to join him.
Credit goes to respective owner. I take no credit for the icon. I do, however, take credit for this (extremely short xP) fic.
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She shook her head furiously, glaring daggers at him. How on earth could he say that she should love someone again after what had happened? And he knew perfectly well what had happened! He also knew her views on getting too close to people, how much it hurt her. She couldn't love someone, she didn't even allow herself to get all that close to people. So telling the taijiya to love someone was an extremely blasphemous statement. Especially coming from him, the most perverted man alive, who thought of himself as a player. What did he know about love? Nothing, that's what.
"And you know what about love, Houshi-sama?" Sango screamed out moments later in her anger.
"Quite a lot," Miroku replied calmly. On the inside, he was panicking. The taijiya wasn't supposed to get angry about this. This had not been part of his inital plan.
"That's the biggest lie you've ever told." Sango snapped back promptly. She turned on her heel, and began to walk away. Moments later she was stopped. Miroku snaked his arms around her waist from behind, very particular about placing his hands over his own arms. He didn't want her to think this was another one of his perverted acts. This time, it wasn't.
"What, Houshi-sama?" Sango huffed, looking over her shoulder at him.
"I .. did have someone in mind for you," Miroku told her quietly, hesitantly.
"Really? That's great, now let me go." The taijiya demanded immediately, anger flaring once again. Who did he think he was, setting her up with people? That was something she definitely didn't appreciate.
He hesitated, if only for a moment. Releasing his hold on her, the monk stepped around Sango, now stnading in front of her. He lifted a hand, grasping her chin gently, moving her face so she was looking at him once again. His fingers lingered for a few moments before he snapped back to reality, moving his hand away.
"I was thinking, hoping actually.." Miroku paused suddenly, staring at Sango. Before she had a chance to react, he placed a gentle kiss upon her lips. "That you could love me as much as I love you."
