In Ten Years Ok, first things first. I don't own any of the characters mentioned in this
story. Rumiko Takahshi does...Except little Sakari-chan, she's my character. ...And...that's about it for now...heh...on to the story



"And in ten years...you promise you'll come find me? You promise you won't forget me?"

"Yes, I promise. You need not worry."

"But how will you know it's me when you see me? How will I know it's you?"

"Somehow...I will know. You will know as well. And as long as I'm still alive this very day ten years later, I'll find you. Now go. It's dangerous here. Get as far away as possible."

"Alright. You promise you won't forget?"

"I swear it, Sakari-chan. Now go!"

He pushed her out of the way.

"Keep running, Sakari-chan! And don't look back! Not even for a second!"

He watched as she disappeared into the forest, running as fast as her legs would take her, and not glancing back for even a second. He turned to the ferocious demon that stood in front of him, the one who murdered Sakari's family and burned her entire village. It roared fiercely, it's red eyes glowing in rage. The boy took a step closer.

"Murderous demon! You must die!" he cried. He held out his hand, revealing a black hole in the center of his palm. Removing the beads that concealed it, he took another step closer to the giant worm and cried, "Wind tunnel!"

...

A fifteen- year-old girl with long, wavy black hair sat on the roof of her home, staring into the horizon. The sun was setting, filling the skies with miles and miles of fiery colors. It was beautiful. But that's not how she saw it...

'Maybe he had forgotten...'she thought. 'That stupid bastard...If he came anything close to forgetting, I'll slit his throat and dump him into the ocean!'

A soft breeze ruffled her silky hair and relaxed her a little. The day...the very day Miroku had promised to visit her on ten years ago was tomorrow.

'Maybe he's on his way. I live out in the middle of nowhere so it could take a little longer for him to find...' She stretched out on her back and stared up into the sky. 'He had better be on his way...or else...'

...

Miroku gazed up at the stars that dotted the evening sky. He knew that tomorrow was the day that he was to find Sakari. And he hadn't even begun searching yet...

"She's going to kill me..." he mumbled under his breath.

"Who?" someone asked all of a sudden. He turned to face Sango, who lay next to him in the lush grass. He had forgotten that she was there.

"Hmm?" he returned, acting as if he hadn't heard her question.

"Who's going to kill you?" she asked again. Suspicion lurked in her voice and her eyes seemed to be demanding an answer. "Well?"

Miroku didn't answer. Instead he smiled nervously. "What do you mean, Sango- san?"

"Is there some other 'lover of your past' that I should know about? Another girl like Koharu?"

"Of course not. Trust me. You must have mistaken what you heard for something else."

Sango gave him a final look of suspicion before getting up and returning to the small campfire that Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippo, and Kirara huddled around. Miroku stayed stretched out on the grass. He knew that he had to go search for Sakari, but he wasn't sure how to find her.