AN: Hey guys, here's chapter two. This is Sango's point of view. Please enjoy! This song is called "Every Second" also by Matthew West. Enjoy!

Title: Every Second

Disclaimer: I don't own this song, nor do I own anything related to Inuyasha

Every Second

By Mandi-Solo

My mouth was open that was the only thing I was sure of at this moment. He loved me? I was his heart? Where was all of this coming from? And why now?

I was crying earlier. Part was because of him. I was afraid; as I mostly am. But that's beside the point! Since when does Miroku come out and say that he loves someone? And, most importantly, why does it have to be me?

We had talked about this before; us possibly growing more than just friends. But, both of us decided, that it would be best if we didn't. We didn't want to fall into the pit of despair more than we needed to. At the moment, our lives were on the brink of destruction by Naraku. If one of us were to die the next day, it would be too hard to get over the loss and the quilt.

And now I'm having doubts that he felt the same way I did.

"Miroku, I…" I stopped. How can I put this? What am I supposed to say to a man that just proposed his love to me?

I don't know what I'd do without you

But I don't want to think about that now

I can't imagine how I'd live without you

Oh, but I don't have to think about that now

He shook his head, turning his back to me as he ran his large fingers through his dark hair. He looked tired, frustrated; which was probably my fault. "Don't say it. I know exactly what you're going to say anyways."

I felt anger rise within me, but I merely raised an eyebrow. "You do?" I said, trying to calm myself down.

He nodded, a soft sigh escaping from his thin lips. "You're going to say that it's never going to happen. That I'm just a pathetic fool saying what I just said. That I'm wasting my love, my life, my heart on a girl who would never feel the same way."

You jerk! You don't know how much I love you! You don't know how much my heart longs for your embrace each morning when I wake up! I let out a shaky breath, wondering at what I just thought; thankful that my words were kept in my mind and didn't fly into the air.

"Why do you think that?" I asked instead, guessing it was the safest question I could muster. If only he knew… if only it wasn't now…. If only… Naraku was dead.

Finally, he turned to face me. His eyes looked like a bottomless pit, swallowing everything within me deep down into the depths of his soul. I literally felt myself being sucked in, but I blinked back tears as I saw them reflecting in his eyes. "It's written in your eyes, Sango. Everything I've ever needed to know about you… were told through your eyes."

I hesitated, not knowing what exactly to respond to that. He could read my eyes. I looked away, afraid that he could read them now. If he could, why didn't he just see how much my heart ached for him already? Why did he come up with that crazy assumption about how I don't love him?

"I didn't know I was revealing so much," I whispered softly, catching a small tear quickly as I brushed my hand against my cheek to push a strand of hair behind my ear.

'Cause you're here

And I'm right here with you

And the world as I see it

Is suddenly changing

Suddenly changing

"Yeah, well, you do," he said, turning around so I could stare into his back once more.

He was killing me… with each second I was near him I was afraid I would loose it all. And now… knowing that he loves me the way that he does, it was even harder to control myself. Most of me wanted to scream and run into his arms and embrace him like there was no tomorrow. But, come morning, I know I would regret it. I mean, what if we get into a battle that takes his life? I would never be able to get over the loss.

"I'm sorry, Miroku," I whispered. Why can't I speak louder than a whisper? What was I so afraid of? Curse my girlish hormones!

"Don't worry about it," he said softly. He let in a deep breath, and I held mine. It almost sounded like he was about to cry, but I knew he wasn't. He wasn't the kind of man to cry in front of someone. "We should get moving, Kagome and Inuyasha must be worried about us."

I nodded, following him down the rugged path. It had been a few moments, and Kagome and Inuyasha were probably waiting for us at the edge of the mountain. They always walk faster than us, leaving Miroku and I behind to talk. Although, I guess we haven't been doing much talking lately. I suppose that's my fault as well.

I had been thinking about today for a while, knowing what anniversary it was. I can't believe it's been an entire year since then. It's hard to believe it still happened. The nightmares I have just seem like dreams, I always wake up believing I was in my old home, my room, with my family. But I would wake and find Miroku looking at me with his concern filled eyes. And it would all come back to me.

Half of the time I wanted to weep for lost times, catch up on the year I seemed to banish away in my thoughts. Cry for each day that I had gone on without thinking of them. But I couldn't. I would be burdening Miroku, Kagome and Inuyasha. I couldn't let them see my sorrow, because I know it would depress them as well.

"Are you going to be all right?" Miroku asked from my side, and I looked at him. I had almost forgotten he was there.

"I guess so," I said softly, looking down at the ground I passed. It was hard… forgetting what he just said. Damn, how am I going to sleep tonight?

I don't want to let this moment fade away

I want to soak up every single second

In your presence

I just want to fall in love along the way

I want to soak up every single second

Every second

In your presence

"You must be tired," he commented, more of a statement than a question.

I nodded, "I hadn't gotten much sleep lately."

"And, I doubt you'll be getting much sleep tonight, am I right?"

I hesitated, then nodded. "It's a hard thing to sleep on, you know."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

Tears trickled in the corners of my eyes, and I tried desperately to fight them back. How could I go on knowing how much I was hurting him? "No… it's okay. It's… a good thing to know."

He stopped in his steps, and I stopped too, refusing to look up at him. "What are you trying to say?"

I don't like the way I was before you

But I don't want to think about that now

So here I lay my yesterday before you

Oh, but I don't have to think about that now

I hesitated once more, twiddling my fingers as I tried to come up with something to say. "I… don't know."

Shaking his head, he turned to look at a nearby tree. "You know, I told you. I'm not expecting you to love me in return. I just want you to know that I'm always here for you. Regardless of the way I feel about you."

I nodded, "I know that. And I can't tell you how much I appreciate it."

"Then I don't know why you're so nervous."

I couldn't stop my anger this time. It lashed out before it could be hidden. "What's that supposed to mean?" I shouted at him, my eyes glaring at him.

"You're not talking to me."

"Well, what would you like me to do? Roll over and drool?"

"No, I wasn't saying that. Sango…."

"What? Am I the bad guy here? Just because I won't say it out loud to you that I feel the same way doesn't mean I'm ignoring you!"

His eyes widened, and so did my own. Crap, did I just say that out loud? I quickly looked away, pretending that I had found something interesting and began to walk towards it.

My plan had failed. He grabbed my arm and turned me around to where he had his eyes locked in my own. "What did you just say?"

'Cause you're here

And I'm right here with you

And the world as I see it

Is suddenly changing

"I… I said… um…."

"Did you just say you felt the same way?"

I didn't answer. What could I say? Maybe if I didn't say anything he would think I was joking, or maybe I never really did say it.

"Sango, don't play with me."

"I'm not!" I shouted.

"Then what did you say?"

"I said I love you, damn it!"

I don't want to let this moment fade away

I want to soak up every second

In your presence

Tears were falling down my cheeks, and I quickly hid my red face in his chest. His arms wrapped around me tightly, and I felt his body trembling against mine. He was crying! Miroku was crying with me! I couldn't hold back the smile I had within me. I finally heard Miroku cry!

"What's so funny?" He asked, pulling me away to look at him.

I couldn't stop laughing, seeing his cheeks stained with dried tears. "You're… you're crying!"

He shook his head, "That's funny to you? These are happy tears!"

I smiled, wiping away my tears from my cheeks. His thumb brushed some away, and I felt a tingle run up my spine. "I know, but I've never seen you cry before."

He smiled, "I'm here to please."

Before I knew what I was doing, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingertips slowly running through his small pony tail behind his head. "Please, huh?"

He laughed, gently brushing his lips against mine. The feeling was new, the feeling was powerful; the feeling was passionate.

The feeling was beautiful.

I just want to fall in love along the way

I want to soak up every second

Every second

In your presence


AN: What do you guys think? I might do another chapter, I don't know, though. Let me know, okay? Hope you all liked it.