The Profecy : Chapter 2

Miroku and Sango lay outside. Their eyes filled with the sky's brilliant blue glow.
A cool breeze brushed against them. Sango pulled him closer, closing her eyes and snuggled into his warm body.

The scent of daisies relaxed her. Miroku glanced down at her. How he missed her. Her birthday was coming up soon. And he had something truely special to give her.

The sun started to set . Miroku was finishing his game.

"She loves me. . . She loves me not. . . " he repeated as he began to pick off the last petal.

"She loves me." he said letting the last petal sway to the ground. Miroku picked her up bridal style and carried her back to the dojo. She looked so peaceful laying in my arms thought Miroku as they walked past the wooden gate.

Kirara was nowhere to be found. Miroku carried Sango into her quarters and lay her on the bed. Miroku got down on his knees and layed beside her.

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Sango felt something strange. She sat up and saw Miroku laying peacefully beside her. 'He looks so innocent.' though Sango. Then the strange feeling came back. She pulled the covers from over her to find a hand gentily rubbing her butt. As usual she took a deep breathe and reached for her hirakotsu.

BAM!

Miroku shot up rubbing the back of his head. "What was that for?" asked Miroku.
He looked at her then his hand. "I guess I can never resist such a fine thing." he said smiling.

Sango stood up and ran out the door. 'What a PERVERT!" she shouted in her mind.

Then as she turned to go back a screech pierced the air. Sango glanced up to see Kirara running towards her.

"What is it Kirara?" Sango asked as she walked to her friend.

Kirara motioned Sango to get on her back. So she through one leg over her and they flew through the air.

Sango's hair flew as the air rushed into her ears. Kirara landed in a destroyed village a few miles from where her and Miroku were. As she got down a misma filled the air.

Suddenly her vision started to go a little hazy. A figure started walking towards her. Sango dropped to her knees as the misma filled her lungs. "Sango. Relax don't be so tense." said the voice. That was the last thing Sango heard as she passed out.