A/N: Here's another Miroku and Sango fic, I'm really enjoying writing these : )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha

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"Learning to breathe"

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Falling in love with Sango was like learning to breathe.

As the months passed with she and our other companions, we shared so much. Her unwavering devotion for her brother, and how fiercly she fought to find and free him from Naraku's servitude showed Sango was far beyond any other woman. She has a sort of non-mystical power I feel is due to her upbringing, as well as terrible atrocities that have befallen her.

I had searched for so long I am so thankfulthat I didn't miss my chance to join lives with the woman to bear my children. Sango is so much more than that though, she is the woman I will for to keep safe, I would die so she may continue living. It is such a natural, undoubtable reaction that I cannot be confused about my my feelings for her. We bicker, largely due to my womanizing ways- I've been this way for so long it is ways- I've been this way for so long it is difficult to change. For Sango, change I shall.

This wonderful, strong woman has remained in my life for many moon, and I intend to keep her here, if she so wishes.

The smile on her stunning face when my hand reaches, not for a quest of perversion, but to hold her hand helps me believe she will remain.

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The end

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