Switched
Sango tried to peer through he bushes a growling sound came to them again.
"Damn it all…why'd Kagome and InuYasha leave?" she muttered.
"Are you asking me?" Miroku whispered from behind her.
They were back-to-back trying to find the demon watching them.
Both armed.
Miroku had his staff but was ready at anytime to drop it and rip open the wind tunnel.
Sango had Hirakatsu ready.
"Just us…no demons…this is all your fault monk." Sango growled.
"It's my fault InuYasha beat Shippo bloody and you had Kirara stay with him in case those two come back?" Miroku asked.
"Your right…its InuYasha's fault…"
"And then you said 'let's go try and find some shards, that way InuYasha will forget about killing Shippo when he gets back' so, in the essence, this is entirely your fault…"
"Shut up or you're after the demon."
"Why are we mad at each other in the first place?"
"Because you got mad that I got mad because you were flirting."
"Oh…that's a good res-ARG!" Miroku was cut short as a giant wasp came out and attacked him. Sango threw Hirakatsu with all her might and sent it flying.
It was about to die, so it did one thing; sending them a death glare it sent forth a burst of fumes which surrounded the pair.
The fumes pulled themselves into their bodies and they felt as though their souls were being pulled out.
Finally it stopped, and the demon was gone.
It was dead.
Sango felt herself suddenly tired, and Miroku was as well. They continued walking and found a hut sitting abandoned in the forest and stopped, started a fire and almost immediately fell asleep.
Sango woke up the next morning, a dull pounding in her head. She didn't want to open her eyes, but her clothes and blankets felt heavier than normal. She pulled one hand out of the blankets and rubbed her head, feeling cloth on it, she again made as though to pull her hand out of the blanket and rub her head, still cloth.
She opened her eyes.
Miroku sat up.
Only it wasn't Miroku.
It was a woman.
She looked exactly like….
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