If dreams come true, the nightmare is just beginning…
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Yes, I know. "She changed the text on us!" Blasphemy! I should be disqualified shouldn't I. Oh, well…I guess you'll just have to suffer knowing I made this fic more or less bearable…maybe. I guess you'll just have to find out for yourself.
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Miroku held the strange torch-like thing that Kagome called a flashlight, shining it on the low walls of the cave. In front of him, Sango turned around. Miroku directed the beam at her.
"Hey, don't shine that thing in my eyes! Focus it on the ground so we can see where we're going."
"Sango, maybe we should hold hands…just in case we lose each other…" He couldn't stop the grin. Sango was relieved that the darkness covered her blush. But the monk did have a point. This cave was blacker than midnight ever with the help of Kagome's…torch. But holding hands with a lecherous monk was not on the top of her to-do list. It only took her a moment to come up with a solution. Miroku grunted as something was thrust at him.
"Hold onto this," came Sango's voice. Regaining his breath, Miroku took the end of Sango's large boomerang. So close. Satisfied, Sango continued on through the blackness. After only a short ways, Miroku let out a startled yell and the other side of the boomerang dropped suddenly, followed by a thud. The light went out. Total and complete darkness enveloped them.
"Miroku?" Sango called, groping around in the darkness, "Miroku, are you…" Apparently she wasn't the only one doing the groping…Sango jumped with a yelp as Miroku's hand closed over her backside.
"Oh…there you are," came Miroku's voice, unable to mask his amusement. The resounding sound of palm meeting cheek echoed through the darkness.
The pair continued on. This time, Miroku led the way with a fuming Sango close behind providing the light from the flashlight. They passed in silence for the remainder of the time. Miroku gave up trying to start a conversation. He focused instead on where they were going. He was starting to wonder why he had volunteered to explore this cave in the first place…oh yeah, Sango had volunteered first. The things he did to ensure her…safety. But why they had decided to search this particular cave for signs of Naraku was beyond him. He was about to suggest that they turn back when a distant sound reached him
"I hear water. There must be an underground stream nearby. Watch you step…" No sooner had the advice left his lips when the ground slopped downward suddenly. The next thing he knew, he was tumbling ponytail over sandals down a steep, particularly uneven hill. He would never have thought it possible for up and down to co-exist at the same time. He tried to call out, but he was suddenly enveloped by a great, cold, swirling mass. Then, blackness darker than the cave overwhelmed him.
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Cliché no? I just love cheesy cliff hangers. I'm not going to promise you that it gets better, because; one, I don't have the same tastes as you, and two, it may not.