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Relief

Title: Relief
Rating: K+
Genre: General
Summary: After an intense fight with Miroku, Sango takes some time to recover. An implied SangoxInuyasha pairing.
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She was shaking, shaking so bad she had to sit down.

She was actually quite used to this feeling. It was the same feeling she got after fighting a demon. It was the rush from having to keep on her toes and staying alert so her life wouldn’t be cut off. It was the crash from winning a battle and still having the adrenaline run through her body and yet being dog tired.

Except this time, she hadn’t battle with a yokai. She hadn’t fought with her fist and weapons. No, she had battled with words; words that would forever change her life.

She had yelled and accused with hurtful words. It didn’t help that what she had said was true. She had cried (a thing she hated to do in public) and screamed at the one that had hurt her so many times before. She had finally told him that she was finished, that she was tired of the pain he caused her.

And all he did was stand there, wallowing in his guilt and shame.

“Hey, you okay?” a gruff voice said to her. If it weren’t for the fact that she knew that voice very well, she wouldn’t have caught the hint of concern that underlined its roughness.

“I will be,” she replied. Her voice shook just as bad as her body and she took an unsteady breath to try to calm herself down.

“Hn.”

Despite the crude reply, she couldn’t help but smile. That’s just how he was. He wouldn’t try to comfort her with sappy words or make her forget her worries with laughter. It just wasn’t him. All he would do is sit there next to her. It was his way of letting her know that he was there for her. It was his way of supporting her.

It was what she needed the most.

Was it a few minutes later? A few hours? She didn’t know. She had lost all track of time. All she knew was that she had stopped shaking and had calmed down. The adrenaline and worked its way out of her system and her erratic breathing and heartbeat had returned to normal. The tears that had unwillingly fallen before had long since ceased, leaving her face puffy and red.

She was at peace.

“Thank you, Inuyasha,” she said quietly yet sincerely.

“Feh, whatever!” was his reply as he got up and turned away, though not before she saw a faint blush paint his tanned face.

“If your done moping after your fight with that monk, then let’s head back already,” the hanyou said as he started walking back to Kaede’s village.

She smiled at her dear friend and got up to follow him, feeling a thousand pounds lighter. Though it had been painful to shed her burden called Miroku, she was glad that she did.

Sango felt relieved.
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A/N: Good? Bad? Reviews would be nice.