Well, I said I returned. Didn't I? With this story I don't think I'll take any suggestions. I don't know. I hope you will all enjoy it. This is my first Inu Yasha fan fiction so tell me what you think. For this first chapter I need four reviews before continuing. Four reviews from different reviewers. So find people for me okay? Thanks.

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The fire crackled on slowly as Miroku sat by it thinking. He looked asleep and every physical indication pointed to the fact that he was except for his right hand, which was slowly extending and contracting and the soft look of worry on his face. No one was paying attention to him. Or so he thought.

Lying down near the fire Sango watched Miroku peacefully. She knew that he was awake and she knew that he wasn't happy like he always suggests he is. Her eyes drifted across from her to where Inu Yasha sat snoring with Kagome leaning on his shoulder and Shippo curled up near them with Kirara. They were all clearly asleep and Inu Yasha clearly in love with Kagome. A silent sigh escaped her lips as she looked back at Miroku who had fallen asleep as well.

Sango continued to watch the sleeping monk and noticed beads of sweat forming around his brow. He was having another nightmare and a small whimper escaped his lips. Knowing that everyone was sleeping Sango quietly got up and sat by the monk putting her arms around his shoulders. He slowly leaned against her as she slowly comforted him. His breathing, which had become ragged, had slowed down and now he was sleeping quietly again. Sango stayed with Miroku and was beginning to fall asleep when she felt something wet fall on her leg. The drop was small and dried quickly in the presence of the fire but soon another one took is place and she looked at Miroku. He was crying. He was dreaming again but this time he was suffering silently.

"Sango" whispered Miroku, "Sango get out it's a trap."

"It's okay," mumbled Sango as she caressed his face, "you're dreaming." She waited for a response and one came. Slowly he shook his head and another tear escaped. "What is it Miroku?" she asked. She was startled when his eyes snapped open.

"Sango." His eyes were blank as they stared directly into the fire. He was still asleep by the glazed look in his eyes and the way they stared off unseeing into the subsiding flames. "He's after us Sango. He's after me. He's after you."

Sango continued to caress his cheeks. "Who Miroku? Who?"

"Naraku. He's coming." He answered with a frightened look.

"Don't worry Miro…" Sango didn't finish her sentence as Inu Yasha gave a loud yawn that woke Miroku up. Inu Yasha, however, kept on sleeping. Miroku looked up into Sango's eyes with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Sango?" he asked puzzled. Quickly she drew away from him.

"You were having a nightmare." she said blushing. Miroku sat quietly. Sango looked over at the monk whose head hung low.

"Sango I…you do know why I'm such a womanizer don't you?" asked the monk. He looked over and saw the questioning look in Sango's eyes. Miroku raised his right hand and continued, "It's because I don't want to die alone. I want to know that my bloodline has been passed down if I were to ever die. I know you and Inu Yasha and Kagome will destroy Naraku so my child would be safe."

"And so you rub my ass hoping I'll strip and scream out 'come and have me Monk.'" She answered with a glare as Miroku quickly drew his hand back with a nervous giggle.

"Sorry, it's become a natural reflex." Miroku giggled nervously some more.

"Uh huh. I believe you. Now tell me about the dream."

"Oh yes, that, well, it's nothing. Trust me," he said quickly turning away. Sango leaned back toward Miroku.

"Look Miroku, I care about you I really do. I want to know what's bothering you." He look in Miroku's eyes was softly confused.

"So you mean you will bear my children some day?" His reply to that question was a hard hit on the head with her boomerang. Sango began to walk away with a thoughtful look on her face. "Sango wait. I'm sorry." He said running back to her. He held her firmly with his arms and she stared into his eyes. "The dream was about me dying. Okay. But it was just a dream okay? Don't worry."

"Miroku. You mentioned something about me though. What is it?" she asked. The pleading look I her eyes kept Miroku from lying.

"You die too. But it was jus a dream okay? Why don't you go back to bed." He said gently leading her to the sleeping mat. Sango couldn't protest now so she allowed herself to be lead back into bed. Miroku tucked her in once she was safely on the mat and sat by her until he was sure she was asleep.

Miroku scooted back to his spot and stared into the fire. A thoughtful look was on his face and he slowly got up again and walked off. Shippo, however, was awake the whole time and knew something was up. Silently he got up as well and followed him.

Miroku headed deep into the forest and was greeted by, what looked to Shippo, to be a shadow. A harsh voice startled the little fox as it spoke. "I see you have decided to come instead of the girl. Don't worry, we just want the jewel shards. Did you make sure of the others?"

"Yes I did. Everything's going as Naraku has planned. Just keep to your bargain." Answered Miroku. His head was hung low and he looked behind him where he was sure Shippo was listening.

"Good, let's go then." said the voice. Miroku followed the demon until they got to Kagera. There they got on the feather and left for Naraku's castle.

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Ooooh. Betrayal. Isn't it wonderful? Just wait to see what's going to happen. It will make you squirm and make you cry.

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