Source of Magic by Moonsilver by ebonizy
Summary: An AU, occurring in the modern world, following Kagome as she attends a mixed college -"magic" and "mundane"- where she meets new friends over the period of time she is there.
Categories: Legends Characters: InuYasha, Kaede, Kagome, Kirara, Kouga, Miroku, Mrs Higurashi, Myouga, Naraku, Other, Rin, Sango, Sesshomaru, Shippou, Souta
Genres: Friendship, Romance, School Life, Slice of Life
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 90 Completed: Yes Word count: 135582 Read: 26724 Published: February 18, 2015 Updated: April 02, 2015
A Proposal by ebonizy
These characters do not belong to me, but the story does!

Source of Magic
Chapter 70
A Proposal

Sango sat down on the couch with a sigh. "Twenty-six," she said aloud. "I just turned twenty-six years old yesterday. I'm old, I'm ancient, I'm almost thirty!"

There was a knock at the door and she wearily got up to answer it. It was Sunday afternoon and she was going to devote some more time to that troublesome chapter of Animal Behavior.

She unlocked the door and smiled when she saw who was on the other side. "Come in," she said, backing out of the way. "You've just saved me from a chapter of Animal Behavior."

Miroku walked through the door and pushed it closed. He stepped close to Sango with a gleam in his eyes. His arms reached around her waist and pulled her close. "What makes you think that?" he said softly.

She rolled her eyes and wiggled free. "So what'd you have in mind?"

He followed her to the couch. "Something different than studying the behavior of animals," Miroku said dryly. "I have a question for you."


"Yes," he said. She looked at him expectedly. He rose to his feet and walked into the kitchen.

Sango glared at him. "You always do this," she complained.

"Do what?"

"Drop something like that and then go do something else. Why can't you just say whatever is on your mind?"

Miroku reappeared with a soda. "Because I was thirsty?" She rolled her eyes and he sat back down. "Yes. The question."

He set the soda down and turned to face her. Solemnly, he asked, "How long of an engagement period do you want?"

Sango stared at him. What, her brain thought. Engagement period?

"Because," he continued, "I'd like to be married sometime after we graduate, but before I start teaching in the fall. Of course, we could get married after that if you'd prefer a cooler atmosphere for our wedding."

"Hold it." Sango held up a hand. "Is this a proposal?"

Miroku shook his head. "No."

She frowned. "You're talking about marriage and being engaged and stuff. How is that not a proposal?"

"Very simple. To propose means you have the option of saying no. I'm telling you that we're going to be married because I don't want you to get away." He looked at her, very content.

Sango, on the other hand, was not content. "So you just tell me that we're getting married? That's it. I have no say in the matter."

"Of course you do," he said practically. "Where, what dress do you want..."

Sango took a deep breath. "If you had asked, I would have said yes immediately. But just outright telling me..."

Miroku reached for one of her hands and she allowed him to have it. Stroking the back with his thumb, he began to speak. "I love you. You love me. I cannot contemplate living without you. I think a life without you would be very dull and boring. I want you to marry me."

"You told me to marry you."

"Do you love me?"


"Do you want to marry me?"


He smiled. "Then what's the problem?"

"You ordered me into marriage. That's the problem." She yanked her hand away. "How are you going to act if I marry you, if you're ordering me around now?"

"The same way you are now."

"Huh?" she said.

"By telling me what a blockhead I am and refusing to go along with it." He grinned. "That's what will make our marriage fun. The playful arguments we have." He tilted his head to the left. "Did you really think I'd make you marry me?"

Sango stared. "Well..."

He laughed. "My beautiful love. Marriage under coercion isn't seen very well in the magical community." He winked at her. "But you are marrying me."

Sango narrowed her eyes. "As soon as you ask, not tell."

"Then we must go choose a ring, my dearest." He stood up and she followed suit.

"You don't even have a ring to offer me?" she asked.

"I thought you'd like to choose one for yourself. Since I'm not giving you that many choices after all," he teased. "I don't really think it's fair, though."

"What's not fair?" she asked.

"I'm not going to have any say in what house I live in, the decorations, or much of anything else. All I want is my teaching job and you."

That last sentence melted her heart. "Of course, you'll have lots to say," she said, flipping her hair around. "I'll come home to a new dog tracking mud on my floor. And students calling at all hours of the night. Where did you get the notion that I'm not going to consult you in what I put in the house? I'll need someone to haul the furniture in."

Miroku smiled at her. "Obviously, I was mistaken. There's a little jewelry shop downtown. Would you like to look there first?"

"That sounds fine."


In the end, Sango chose a ruby engagement ring with a few diamonds sprinkled around it. On the way back, she ran up the stairs to Rin and Kagome's room. Miroku walked up the stairs at a more sedate pace.

Rin answered the door and Sango walked in. Kagome took one glance at the girl and said, "What happened?"

Sango held out her left hand. Rin and Kagome looked at the ring and then chorused, "Congratulations!"

"He actually told me I was going to marry him," Sango said grinning.

Kagome winced. "What hospital is he in?"

"Currently none, though I'm holding the option in reserve," Sango replied cheekily.

"I buy her a reasonably expensive piece of jewelry and I am threatened with bodily harm." Miroku sighed theatrically.
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