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Sango could feel the heat rush to her pale face as she asked Kaede and the others to allow her to be alone with Miroku for a moment, as he lay unconscious. She knew Kaede would understand, but she could still hear Jaken and, to some extent, Shippo grumbling about having to leave the hut. She hated feeling like a bother, but some things were more important than her own shame. Her embarrassment vanished as she directed her thoughts (and her gaze) to Miroku, whose wounds were invisible beneath his robes,  but that were etched in Sango’s mind. She felt a pang of guilt coursing through her chest as she blamed herself for his near fatal injur