Miroku and Sango are not mine. Nor are any of the other characters in this story. They belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
"Inuyasha where are we?"
"I don't know Shippo but maybe if you would stop asking me that every 5 minutes I could figure it out!"
"Calm down Inuyasha, look I think there is a village ahead."
"What makes you think that?"
" That sign that's what"
"Mokogu"
Miroku's eye's opened really wide.
"What's wrong Miroku, if your eyes get any bigger they will pop out of your head"
"We should go around this village"
"Why? This is a chance to become unlost. Besides, I could use some real food"
Despite Miroku's protests the group entered the village.
"It's Miroku"
"It's the monk!"
People poured out of the houses to get a look.
"Make way, make way"
The village elder came up.
"Holy Miroku, it has been 5 years since you saved us. Now you return and we are yet again grateful. Let there be feasting."
This brought a great cheer from the people.
Quietly the village elder said "and of course you may stay in my house. There is someone waiting for you there with a surprise."
"Miroku why did you not want to come here?" Asked Kagoma on the way to the village elder's house.
They were stuffed from the good food and dead tired from the party. Apparently an evil god had been treating the villagers as slaves. Miroku had driven him off.
"Miroku!" Exclaimed a voice from ahead.
They saw a young woman with a young boy of 5 beside her as they stood in front of the house.
"Daddy!" Yelled the boy and ran forward.