Bingo; Prompt: Any Song by Blue October, "Calling You"
Songfic written for inusongfics
Prompt: Any Song by Blue October
Song: Calling You by Blue October
Pairing: Miroku/Sango
Warnings: Mild cursing
There’s something that I can’t quite explain…
I’m so in love with you,
You’ll never take that away.
And if I said a hundred times before,
Expect a thousand more…
You never take that away.
Miroku sighed heavily as he adjusted the strap resting on his shoulder into a more comfortable position. Strangers hurried alongside him, each one with their own agenda and on their own schedules. None of them knew who he was or what he was doing there or even what plane he was attempting to catch as he walked briskly through the constantly moving crowd. He didn’t care about them and their lives and they didn’t care about him and his. It was an overly depressing thought, but one that came to his mind easily none the less.
It took him a few minutes to reach his terminal, and then it was only to find that his plane had been delayed due to ice in another part of the country. He was now faced with a two hour wait and that time he had spent rushing to get his belongings together seemed like such a waste. It was time he could have spent with the woman he loved.
He didn’t quite know how it had happened himself. One minute he was flirting vicariously with a flight attendant and the next he had been stricken dumb by the sight of the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on coming out of a nearby bathroom. She had long brown hair that was pulled back into a sensible ponytail and her brown eyes shone with an inner confidence that showed through in her walk and he found that he couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she strode past him without so much as flicking an eye in his general direction. He remembered thinking something along the lines of, ‘Now there is a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to go out and get it.’
Her name was Sango as he had found out over a cup of coffee about ten minutes later. She was at the airport to pick up her brother when his plane arrived and he lied about his own departure time for the sole purpose of waiting with her. Hours later, she had collected her brother and he had her phone number tucked safely away in his pocket. He also had to using some quick thinking in order to schedule another flight that would get him to his destination semi-on time since he had missed his own flight, but it had been worth it.
There had been a lot of women in his life. His job required him to travel so much that it had seemed pointless for him to settle down with just one. What was the fun in leaving someone behind waiting for him when he didn’t know if there would be an even prettier face in the next city? It didn’t seem fair to him, but she changed all of that. He now found that he didn’t enjoy his travelling as much as he used to, and while other women were pretty and they entertained him when he found that he had to leave home once more, but they weren’t what was on his mind nearly every waking second. She was.
Calling this new feeling love almost scared him sometimes. He was opposed to commitment after all. He had never felt the urge to settle down and he had given up hope a long time ago that he ever would, and yet, here he was, stuck in yet another crowded airport terminal longing to be home in his bed with the woman he loved.
For two hours he sat with his head drooping slightly towards his lap dreaming a being wrapped in his comforter with Sango at his side and absolutely nowhere to be.
Well expect me to be calling you to see,
If you’re okay when I’m not around.
Asking if you love me,
I love the way you make it sound.
Calling you to see,
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile.
Well, I will keep calling you to see,
If you’re sleeping are you dreaming,
If you’re dreaming are you dreaming of me?
I can’t believe,
You actually picked… me…
It used to be that the first thing he would do upon entering a new hotel room was to stow his bags in the closet and peruse the room service menu while flipping through the available porn channels. Now he merely tossed his bags on his bed and took out his cell phone, already half-way through dialing her number before his brain caught up to his actions.
“Hey, you’re calling awfully late. Did you have trouble finding the hotel?” As her voice came across the line he could feel his heart begin to soar. Even just hearing her was enough to make him long to get back on another plane. Surely there was one leaving soon that would get him home before the sun rose? If it weren’t for the over-sized briefcase sitting innocently on the bed in front of him containing the presentation he had been slaving over for four months he probably would have been right back off to the airport, all thoughts of responsibility gone in his need to see her beautiful smile once again.
He chuckled lightly, wishing that he was capable of just breaking down and begging her to come to him. He would be there waiting with open arms. Instead he merely informed her of the long plane delay that had kept him confined in the terminal for a grueling two hours that he could have been spending with her.
“Ah, well that sucks.” She muttered matter-of-factly. “But you are there now, and you’re alright?”
“Yes.” He closed his eyes as she gave a sigh of relief. He knew that she worried about him just as much if not more than he worried about her. It made his stomach flip over in joy to think that she was sitting up waiting for him in much the same way as he was doing for her. “I wish I didn’t have to go in the first place.”
“You should have.” He could hear her smile through the phone. She might not like it, but she understood his job and she never complained about the long hours or the frequent business trips. “You worked harder than any of them on this project. It should be you to go and pitch it. I miss you. You don’t have a line of girls outside your hotel room, do you?”
He laughed then, a deep one from the bottom of his heart. Of course he never had women when he was business any longer. Sure he flirted, and there were a few times when he had been mildly tempted, but just reaching into his wallet and staring at her angelic face was more than enough to stem any urges he may have had.
“Well, you know me… The stewardesses were fighting over me and I figured if they couldn’t settle things peacefully then they were just going to have to come back to my hotel room and duke it out in a kiddie pool full of Jell-O.” She sighed heavily and he just knew that she was rolling her eyes at him. “Oh, sweetheart, you know there is no other girl out there for me. You’re it. My one and my only.”
“Uh huh.” She didn’t sound too convinced but he knew that her jealousy was feigned. She knew that he would never cheat on her, not in a million years. “Well, you can just tell them that they might as well go home with you, too, because I won’t be here to warm your bed once you get back if that’s the case.”
He quickly backtracked. Even when he was ninety-nine percent certain she was just joking, he didn’t want to take the risk. “Sweetheart, please don’t do that. You know I love you.”
“I know you do… You tell me all the time.” There was a slight pause on the other end. “I love you, too.”
“What did I do to deserve someone as wonderful and perfect as you?” He inquired breathlessly, grinning into the phone as she chuckled lightly.
“Damned if I know.”
I thought the world had lost its way.
Then I fell in love with you,
And you took that away.
You take away the old,
Show me the new,
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you.
Somewhere up on this phone,
A hundred miles from home,
I’ll take the words you gave and send them back to you.
He hadn’t even known what he had been missing before she had come along. He hadn’t been depressed, really. In fact, he had been enjoying his life immensely up to that point when he saw her the fateful day in the airport terminal.
He had no responsibilities other than his business and he had no one to tie him down. He could take whatever presentation he wanted and fly off to any corner of the earth without so much as a few days’ warning. There was no one waiting for him when he returned home to nag him or to tell him that his plants were dying. There was no one there to push him to eat healthier or take a few vacations for his sanity, and he had liked it that way.
When he was away on business he would flirt and seduce. There was a long string of one night stands under his belt and they used to be a source of pride. It had been an all together freeing experience knowing that the woman lying next to him wouldn’t be there when he woke up, that there would be no promises, no trinkets, no nothing to remember the night they had just had other than their own memories. And then, when he left to go somewhere else, there would be another one out there in the city nightlife waiting for him to do the same.
It was the kind of life every man dreamed of and wished for once they were settled, and he had been content, but all that had changed when Sango had come onto the scene.
Now there was someone waiting for him at home, ready to hear about his trip and the places he had seen, the people he had talked to, the food he had ate. She was a vegetarian and he listened to her nag him about his eating habits and how all fatty foods he was used to eating on the run were killing him. She would yell at him to take out the trash, she made him run several miles with her in the evenings when he was in town, and she watered his god damned plants so that he returned to a house in full bloom for a change. She was all the things he hadn’t thought he’d wanted, and he couldn’t help but love her more for it.
Because, even through all the annoying things she did, like sneaking tofu into his soup in place of chicken, or dragging him to the gym on the weekends when that kind of exercise was the last thing on his mind, there was something else she did that made it all worthwhile.
He hadn’t even known that he was lonely until there was someone waiting for him with a smile on her face when he got home from the office. He hadn’t known he had needed someone to be there to pick him up from the airport after being gone for weeks at a time until she had been there to show him what he had been missing out on. She had even bought a kitten and he hadn’t known he had wanted one of those either until it was there curled up in his lap while he went over budget reports in the den at midnight.
She had brought him a family, too. Her brother was the sweetest boy he had ever met and her parents were strict but fair. Growing up with an aunt that didn’t know what to do with him half the time and an uncle that thought a weekly visit to the local strip clubs built character had left him far more independent and far more warped mentally than he had thought. But now he had a group of people to fall back on when he needed help. Kohaku would come over to get his help on math problems and to be an extra pair of hands when there was something in his house that needed fixing. Sango’s parent’s where there to be house sitters and kitten watchers when he took Sango away on those long vacations she begged him to take for his sanity. There were tons of uncles and aunts and cousins waiting in the wings to offer up nothing more than a helpful word when times were bad.
It was a support structure he found that he craved now, miles away from his house that had suddenly become a home and miles away from the woman who had stolen his heart and introduced him to the life he had thought he would never want. Standing in an opulent elevator in a five-star hotel in one of the most sought after vacationing spots in the world he found that he could only wish that when the elevator doors opened, he would find his own home on the other side, neatly-trimmed yard and all.
His world had been turned upside down, but he found that he didn’t mind at all.
Well expect me to be calling you to see,
If you’re okay when I’m not around.
Asking if you love me,
I love the way you make it sound.
Calling you to see,
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile.
“How much do you love me?” He could tell that she was getting irritated. After all, he’d already asked this question at least ten times in the course of their conversation, but he found that he couldn’t help himself. He just liked hearing it too damned much.
“Less and less every time you ask me that stupid question.” She answered snippily, but before he could whine about it, she sighed and added: “I love you more than anything else in this world, and you know it.”
“More than the cat?” He pressed.
“Yes, more than the cat.” She answered wearily. “Don’t you have a plane to catch?”
“You’re smiling.” He accused, completely ignoring her question for the time being. Yes, he did have a plane to catch, but it was starting to look more and more like it was going to be delayed just like the plane that had brought him here.
She giggled lightly. “Yes, I’m smiling.”
“Why are you smiling?” He knew that she now knew he was going to be late. His avoidance of her question had more than proven that, and he knew that it frustrated her because it probably frustrated him about the same if not more. But they knew there was nothing they could do about it, and even speaking nothing but nonsense over a static laced connection was better than going their separate ways to spend the wait.
“Because you’re silly, that’s why.”
“I don’t think I’m silly.” Miroku protested. “How’s Kohaku doing with his math? Did he pass that test?”
“Yes, he passed his test.” Sango informed him happily. “He’s sworn to come by and thank you as soon as he gets off school tomorrow. He thinks that he was destined to fail if you didn’t help him.”
“Well, have you ever thought that maybe he was?” Miroku teased. “It doesn’t take a genius to know that when it comes to the complex workings of math, two brains are far better than one.”
“I guess not, since you, my love, are not a genius.” He gave a sound of mock hurt at that and she soothed him gently in her own way as they continued on their conversation until Miroku’s flight was called at long last.
“I love you, Sango. I can’t wait to see you again.”
“I love you, too… I love you, too.”
Well, I will keep calling you to see,
If you’re sleeping are you dreaming,
If you’re dreaming are you dreaming of me?
It was ironic; really, that they had spent most of their two years together meeting in the same place they had met the first time. The terminal hadn’t changed much, and the little café he had taken her to after their first introduction had yet to fall under the influence of Starbucks. There were still strangers they didn’t know rushing about all around them, looking for loved ones of their own or rushing to make that ever so important connection, and those strangers still didn’t matter.
Their eyes met across the crowded food court at the same time and Miroku felt as though his jaw was going to break if he couldn’t force himself to stop grinning like an idiot. It wasn’t like in the movies. The crowd didn’t part and violins didn’t start wailing in the background as the lights dimmed down to form a clear path between them. There was pushing and shoving and Miroku’s foot ended up being stepped on, causing his to let out a rather loud curse. She tripped over a bag left in the middle of the hall, and they both almost ended up covered in food on several different occasions but they eventually made it to where they could reach out and he could hold her close to him for the first time in two weeks.
There wasn’t a lot of time to stand around in their embrace seeing as passengers were everywhere and they were very much in the way, but the stood for as long as they could, only breaking apart when an elderly lady shoved past them with her arms full of shopping bags for the grandchildren she was hurrying off to meet.
And as they walked away towards where she had parked her car he looked down at her and he asked in as loud a voice as he could so as to be heard:
“So what did I ever do to deserve you?”
“Damned if I know…”
I can’t believe you actually picked… Me…
Prompt: Any Song by Blue October
Song: Calling You by Blue October
Pairing: Miroku/Sango
Warnings: Mild cursing
There’s something that I can’t quite explain…
I’m so in love with you,
You’ll never take that away.
And if I said a hundred times before,
Expect a thousand more…
You never take that away.
Miroku sighed heavily as he adjusted the strap resting on his shoulder into a more comfortable position. Strangers hurried alongside him, each one with their own agenda and on their own schedules. None of them knew who he was or what he was doing there or even what plane he was attempting to catch as he walked briskly through the constantly moving crowd. He didn’t care about them and their lives and they didn’t care about him and his. It was an overly depressing thought, but one that came to his mind easily none the less.
It took him a few minutes to reach his terminal, and then it was only to find that his plane had been delayed due to ice in another part of the country. He was now faced with a two hour wait and that time he had spent rushing to get his belongings together seemed like such a waste. It was time he could have spent with the woman he loved.
He didn’t quite know how it had happened himself. One minute he was flirting vicariously with a flight attendant and the next he had been stricken dumb by the sight of the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on coming out of a nearby bathroom. She had long brown hair that was pulled back into a sensible ponytail and her brown eyes shone with an inner confidence that showed through in her walk and he found that he couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she strode past him without so much as flicking an eye in his general direction. He remembered thinking something along the lines of, ‘Now there is a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to go out and get it.’
Her name was Sango as he had found out over a cup of coffee about ten minutes later. She was at the airport to pick up her brother when his plane arrived and he lied about his own departure time for the sole purpose of waiting with her. Hours later, she had collected her brother and he had her phone number tucked safely away in his pocket. He also had to using some quick thinking in order to schedule another flight that would get him to his destination semi-on time since he had missed his own flight, but it had been worth it.
There had been a lot of women in his life. His job required him to travel so much that it had seemed pointless for him to settle down with just one. What was the fun in leaving someone behind waiting for him when he didn’t know if there would be an even prettier face in the next city? It didn’t seem fair to him, but she changed all of that. He now found that he didn’t enjoy his travelling as much as he used to, and while other women were pretty and they entertained him when he found that he had to leave home once more, but they weren’t what was on his mind nearly every waking second. She was.
Calling this new feeling love almost scared him sometimes. He was opposed to commitment after all. He had never felt the urge to settle down and he had given up hope a long time ago that he ever would, and yet, here he was, stuck in yet another crowded airport terminal longing to be home in his bed with the woman he loved.
For two hours he sat with his head drooping slightly towards his lap dreaming a being wrapped in his comforter with Sango at his side and absolutely nowhere to be.
Well expect me to be calling you to see,
If you’re okay when I’m not around.
Asking if you love me,
I love the way you make it sound.
Calling you to see,
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile.
Well, I will keep calling you to see,
If you’re sleeping are you dreaming,
If you’re dreaming are you dreaming of me?
I can’t believe,
You actually picked… me…
It used to be that the first thing he would do upon entering a new hotel room was to stow his bags in the closet and peruse the room service menu while flipping through the available porn channels. Now he merely tossed his bags on his bed and took out his cell phone, already half-way through dialing her number before his brain caught up to his actions.
“Hey, you’re calling awfully late. Did you have trouble finding the hotel?” As her voice came across the line he could feel his heart begin to soar. Even just hearing her was enough to make him long to get back on another plane. Surely there was one leaving soon that would get him home before the sun rose? If it weren’t for the over-sized briefcase sitting innocently on the bed in front of him containing the presentation he had been slaving over for four months he probably would have been right back off to the airport, all thoughts of responsibility gone in his need to see her beautiful smile once again.
He chuckled lightly, wishing that he was capable of just breaking down and begging her to come to him. He would be there waiting with open arms. Instead he merely informed her of the long plane delay that had kept him confined in the terminal for a grueling two hours that he could have been spending with her.
“Ah, well that sucks.” She muttered matter-of-factly. “But you are there now, and you’re alright?”
“Yes.” He closed his eyes as she gave a sigh of relief. He knew that she worried about him just as much if not more than he worried about her. It made his stomach flip over in joy to think that she was sitting up waiting for him in much the same way as he was doing for her. “I wish I didn’t have to go in the first place.”
“You should have.” He could hear her smile through the phone. She might not like it, but she understood his job and she never complained about the long hours or the frequent business trips. “You worked harder than any of them on this project. It should be you to go and pitch it. I miss you. You don’t have a line of girls outside your hotel room, do you?”
He laughed then, a deep one from the bottom of his heart. Of course he never had women when he was business any longer. Sure he flirted, and there were a few times when he had been mildly tempted, but just reaching into his wallet and staring at her angelic face was more than enough to stem any urges he may have had.
“Well, you know me… The stewardesses were fighting over me and I figured if they couldn’t settle things peacefully then they were just going to have to come back to my hotel room and duke it out in a kiddie pool full of Jell-O.” She sighed heavily and he just knew that she was rolling her eyes at him. “Oh, sweetheart, you know there is no other girl out there for me. You’re it. My one and my only.”
“Uh huh.” She didn’t sound too convinced but he knew that her jealousy was feigned. She knew that he would never cheat on her, not in a million years. “Well, you can just tell them that they might as well go home with you, too, because I won’t be here to warm your bed once you get back if that’s the case.”
He quickly backtracked. Even when he was ninety-nine percent certain she was just joking, he didn’t want to take the risk. “Sweetheart, please don’t do that. You know I love you.”
“I know you do… You tell me all the time.” There was a slight pause on the other end. “I love you, too.”
“What did I do to deserve someone as wonderful and perfect as you?” He inquired breathlessly, grinning into the phone as she chuckled lightly.
“Damned if I know.”
I thought the world had lost its way.
Then I fell in love with you,
And you took that away.
You take away the old,
Show me the new,
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you.
Somewhere up on this phone,
A hundred miles from home,
I’ll take the words you gave and send them back to you.
He hadn’t even known what he had been missing before she had come along. He hadn’t been depressed, really. In fact, he had been enjoying his life immensely up to that point when he saw her the fateful day in the airport terminal.
He had no responsibilities other than his business and he had no one to tie him down. He could take whatever presentation he wanted and fly off to any corner of the earth without so much as a few days’ warning. There was no one waiting for him when he returned home to nag him or to tell him that his plants were dying. There was no one there to push him to eat healthier or take a few vacations for his sanity, and he had liked it that way.
When he was away on business he would flirt and seduce. There was a long string of one night stands under his belt and they used to be a source of pride. It had been an all together freeing experience knowing that the woman lying next to him wouldn’t be there when he woke up, that there would be no promises, no trinkets, no nothing to remember the night they had just had other than their own memories. And then, when he left to go somewhere else, there would be another one out there in the city nightlife waiting for him to do the same.
It was the kind of life every man dreamed of and wished for once they were settled, and he had been content, but all that had changed when Sango had come onto the scene.
Now there was someone waiting for him at home, ready to hear about his trip and the places he had seen, the people he had talked to, the food he had ate. She was a vegetarian and he listened to her nag him about his eating habits and how all fatty foods he was used to eating on the run were killing him. She would yell at him to take out the trash, she made him run several miles with her in the evenings when he was in town, and she watered his god damned plants so that he returned to a house in full bloom for a change. She was all the things he hadn’t thought he’d wanted, and he couldn’t help but love her more for it.
Because, even through all the annoying things she did, like sneaking tofu into his soup in place of chicken, or dragging him to the gym on the weekends when that kind of exercise was the last thing on his mind, there was something else she did that made it all worthwhile.
He hadn’t even known that he was lonely until there was someone waiting for him with a smile on her face when he got home from the office. He hadn’t known he had needed someone to be there to pick him up from the airport after being gone for weeks at a time until she had been there to show him what he had been missing out on. She had even bought a kitten and he hadn’t known he had wanted one of those either until it was there curled up in his lap while he went over budget reports in the den at midnight.
She had brought him a family, too. Her brother was the sweetest boy he had ever met and her parents were strict but fair. Growing up with an aunt that didn’t know what to do with him half the time and an uncle that thought a weekly visit to the local strip clubs built character had left him far more independent and far more warped mentally than he had thought. But now he had a group of people to fall back on when he needed help. Kohaku would come over to get his help on math problems and to be an extra pair of hands when there was something in his house that needed fixing. Sango’s parent’s where there to be house sitters and kitten watchers when he took Sango away on those long vacations she begged him to take for his sanity. There were tons of uncles and aunts and cousins waiting in the wings to offer up nothing more than a helpful word when times were bad.
It was a support structure he found that he craved now, miles away from his house that had suddenly become a home and miles away from the woman who had stolen his heart and introduced him to the life he had thought he would never want. Standing in an opulent elevator in a five-star hotel in one of the most sought after vacationing spots in the world he found that he could only wish that when the elevator doors opened, he would find his own home on the other side, neatly-trimmed yard and all.
His world had been turned upside down, but he found that he didn’t mind at all.
Well expect me to be calling you to see,
If you’re okay when I’m not around.
Asking if you love me,
I love the way you make it sound.
Calling you to see,
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile.
“How much do you love me?” He could tell that she was getting irritated. After all, he’d already asked this question at least ten times in the course of their conversation, but he found that he couldn’t help himself. He just liked hearing it too damned much.
“Less and less every time you ask me that stupid question.” She answered snippily, but before he could whine about it, she sighed and added: “I love you more than anything else in this world, and you know it.”
“More than the cat?” He pressed.
“Yes, more than the cat.” She answered wearily. “Don’t you have a plane to catch?”
“You’re smiling.” He accused, completely ignoring her question for the time being. Yes, he did have a plane to catch, but it was starting to look more and more like it was going to be delayed just like the plane that had brought him here.
She giggled lightly. “Yes, I’m smiling.”
“Why are you smiling?” He knew that she now knew he was going to be late. His avoidance of her question had more than proven that, and he knew that it frustrated her because it probably frustrated him about the same if not more. But they knew there was nothing they could do about it, and even speaking nothing but nonsense over a static laced connection was better than going their separate ways to spend the wait.
“Because you’re silly, that’s why.”
“I don’t think I’m silly.” Miroku protested. “How’s Kohaku doing with his math? Did he pass that test?”
“Yes, he passed his test.” Sango informed him happily. “He’s sworn to come by and thank you as soon as he gets off school tomorrow. He thinks that he was destined to fail if you didn’t help him.”
“Well, have you ever thought that maybe he was?” Miroku teased. “It doesn’t take a genius to know that when it comes to the complex workings of math, two brains are far better than one.”
“I guess not, since you, my love, are not a genius.” He gave a sound of mock hurt at that and she soothed him gently in her own way as they continued on their conversation until Miroku’s flight was called at long last.
“I love you, Sango. I can’t wait to see you again.”
“I love you, too… I love you, too.”
Well, I will keep calling you to see,
If you’re sleeping are you dreaming,
If you’re dreaming are you dreaming of me?
It was ironic; really, that they had spent most of their two years together meeting in the same place they had met the first time. The terminal hadn’t changed much, and the little café he had taken her to after their first introduction had yet to fall under the influence of Starbucks. There were still strangers they didn’t know rushing about all around them, looking for loved ones of their own or rushing to make that ever so important connection, and those strangers still didn’t matter.
Their eyes met across the crowded food court at the same time and Miroku felt as though his jaw was going to break if he couldn’t force himself to stop grinning like an idiot. It wasn’t like in the movies. The crowd didn’t part and violins didn’t start wailing in the background as the lights dimmed down to form a clear path between them. There was pushing and shoving and Miroku’s foot ended up being stepped on, causing his to let out a rather loud curse. She tripped over a bag left in the middle of the hall, and they both almost ended up covered in food on several different occasions but they eventually made it to where they could reach out and he could hold her close to him for the first time in two weeks.
There wasn’t a lot of time to stand around in their embrace seeing as passengers were everywhere and they were very much in the way, but the stood for as long as they could, only breaking apart when an elderly lady shoved past them with her arms full of shopping bags for the grandchildren she was hurrying off to meet.
And as they walked away towards where she had parked her car he looked down at her and he asked in as loud a voice as he could so as to be heard:
“So what did I ever do to deserve you?”
“Damned if I know…”
I can’t believe you actually picked… Me…