Miroku/Sango = "longing"

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Love’s Handicap

Miroku + Sango

Romance/Angst (no squicks)

100 words

"try and see past the end of your nose"

With a grunt, Sango kicked out the screen on her window and scrambled onto the flat ledge that merged into the back portion of the roof of her house. It was hot and muggy outside, but she didn’t care. She pulled her hair into a messy bun, feeling that her gym shorts and undershirt were too heavy.

Sitting cross-legged, she watched the couple below her. They looked so… happy. So together. So wrapped up in each other.

She envied them.

She wished she were Inuyasha’s girlfriend.

Unbeknownst to her, a purple-eyed boy on his roof next door watched her wistfully.