Disclaimer- I don't own InuYasha! THERE! I SAID IT! LET ME GO NOW! *Lawyers release her*

Thought of this plot a while ago. Hope you like it!

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"PERVERT!"

"AHHHHHHHH! HELP ME!"

"InuYasha, they're fighting again." Kagome murmured as she and InuYasha walked side-by-side with Sango beating Miroku up behind them.

"Let them." Was InuYasha's reply.

The group continued to walk into a small village.

"Let me handle this." Miroku said, walking up to the best-looking house, which was big, about half the size of Naraku's castle.

A young woman opened the door, stopped and looked Miroku in the eye.

"Ma'am, I am a monk, and I sense that an ominous cloud w-"

"MIROKU!" the young woman screamed.

Miroku looked taken aback. "Do I know you?" he asked.

The young woman pouted. "It's me, you pervert! Kujun! You asked me to bear you a son, and like a stupid fool, I DID!" Kujun replied angry.

InuYasha looked Kujun up and down. She was very beautiful; her hair was a kind of silver-blue. Her deep blue eyes twinkled angrily. Then what she had said crossed his mind.

"Miroku, she beared you a child, and you STILL go around asking girls!?" he asked angrily.

Miroku was speechless. Someone had-? He didn't.... Oh. "Oh!" Miroku flushed. Now he remembered, and he guiltily hung his head.

Kujun looked at him angrily. "Here, you can take what you made me suffer with for the last ten years!" Kujun left the door for a while, and when she came back, she was holding a small girl by the collar. "Here." She thrust the girl at Miroku.

Miroku caught her, just barely. He looked down at her. She had the same silver-blue silky hair pulled back into a small ponytail with a golden ribbon. He couldn't see her eyes, because they were closed in fear.

Kujun smirked. "For the last few years, I've despised her as much as I do because she reminds me so much of YOU!" And with that, she closed the door quickly.

Sango looked a little peeved. She gave Miroku a glare.

Miroku sweatdropped.

InuYasha looked at him. "Miroku..." he began. "What in seven hells-?"

"Is this true!? What happened!?" Kagome jumped on him.

"I hate to admit it, but yes." Miroku sighed. "I remember now. She agreed to bear my child, but I left when I figured out it was a girl."

"MIROKU! How could you?" Kagome asked. "So you think only a son would be able to carry on your mission? A girl can't fight?"

"No, no!" Miroku sweatdropped. He sighed, and stood the girl on her feet.

She looked up at him, and Miroku stared into dark blue eyes, exactly like his. The girl was dirty and her hands were bloody and burned. She wore a silver kimono that had no sleeves and was tied in the back because it was big on her. It stopped about two inches below her knees.

"So you're the guy." The girl mumbled, and she looked at her feet.

Miroku sighed. Were daughters always this rude?

"What's your name?" Kagome asked, leaning over.

"My name is Mikuro." She said.

"Like Miroku. Except the 'ku' and 'ro' are switched." Sango commented.

"Looks like I'm stuck with you." Mikuro whined, kicking dirt at them and turning away.

InuYasha twitched and picked her up by the collar. "Listen, kid, we're not gonna kick you to the curb, but if you keep acting as rude as you've been, I won't have a choice!"

"Put me down, you stupid hanyou!" Mikuro yelled, kicking him in the stomach.

"OW!" InuYasha screeched, letting go.

Mikuro took this chance to run.

"Mikuro! Wait up!" Kagome shouted, running after her. Sango followed.

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It was a few hours later before Kagome and Sango found her. Kagome was looking around trees, when she heard sniffling sounds from behind a bush.

She kneeled over next to her. "Mikuro, why did you call..." she paused. "Why did you call InuYasha a hanyou?"

Mikuro scoffed. "Because he is!" she answered plainly.

"But so are you." Sango said gently.

Mikuro didn't say anything for awhile, but she twitched.

"And..." Kagome added. "You have some shards from the Shikon jewel."

Mikuro stared in shock. "You... you..." She stopped talking and dug through her kimono. When she pulled out her left hand and opened it, there were four jewel shards resting in her palm.

"I take it you want them from me." She whispered, looking at them. "I used to have seven... but my mom stole some..."

Kagome closed Mikuro's palm. "You can keep them." She said, smiling.

Mikuro smiled back. "Thanks." She replied, putting them back into her kimono.

"So what kind of demon are you?" Sango asked, interested.

"A rare kind. It's called an ice demon." Mikuro said, confidently. Well, that explained her icy-colored hair.

"Watch..." Mikuro lifted out her right hand and touched a small rock. Nothing happened at first, then the rock slowly moved and was soon completely covered by solid ice.

"Wow..." Kagome said, shocked that a little girl could hold so much power over ice.

Sango had only just noticed that the girl had a silver-blue sash tied around her right hand. "Is that..." she began, but stopped when the girl looked at it.

"The wind tunnel." Kagome gasped.

"So you know about it..." Mikuro scoffed.

"It must be hard." Sango tried to make the young girl speak about something without any rudeness.

"I'm not afraid." Mikuro replied.

"The wind tunnel doesn't scare you?" Sango asked, astonished.

"I have to use it to protect myself."

"But if you use it too much..."

"I know."

"How can you not be scared?" Kagome butted in.

"I'm not afraid of death." Mikuro answered coldly.

And with that, she turned and walked away.

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