Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
At First Sight
Miroku would always remember the first time he laid eyes on Sango.
He noticed immediately how beautiful she was, but there was something more to it than that… something that put a lump in his throat and drove his hand itching like mad at the injustice of not leaving his side.
She must have been special—because she was the first woman in his life that he didn't instantly ask to bear his child.
As he looked into her rich, dark eyes, he felt a sensation in his stomach unlike any other before. It could only mean one thing…
Sango opened her perfect lips and uttered, "You're falling—"
"I know," he managed before his head came crashing to the ground…
When Miroku woke up, everyone was staring at him with concern, and Sango was plastered to his side.
"What happened, Monk? All of sudden, you just fell…"
Miroku smiled. In love.
Indeed, Miroku would always remember the first time he laid eyes on Sango—he still has the scar on the back of his head.