CHAPTER TWO
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Miroku was meditating when the girls returned from the hot springs, still toweling their wet hair. Inuyasha was lying on his side under a tree, twitching a little. When Kagome went to check on him, she saw with a smile that he was already fast asleep. Sango sat down beside a large flat rock and began sharpening her weapons.
But a little while later, Inuyasha started moaning and mumbling in his sleep, then kicking and clutching at something. No one made any move to wake him. When Inuyasha had nightmares, no one was stupid enough to disturb him. Miroku had once found that out the hard way; it had taken Kagome over an hour to stop the bleeding.
Suddenly Inuyasha gasped and sat up.
"Another bad dream?" Kagome asked.
"Y-yeah," Inuyasha said breathlessly. "Aw damn, that was a bad one!"
"What was it now?" Kagome closed one eye and tried to thread her needle. "Was it that one where Koga takes over the world with the sacred jewel? Or the one where Kikyo turns out to be a man?"
"Worse'n'that..." Inuyasha hugged himself as if he were cold.
"What happened?"
Inuyasha grimaced and flushed. "I'd rather not say."
"Oh come on," Kagome wheedled. She started stitching a rip in her sleeve. "If it was a BAD dream, then there can't be anything too embarrassing, is there? So come on, tell me."
Inuyasha gulped. "I had a dream that we finally hunted down Naraku, and he... seduced me."
There was a long pause. "Ewwww," Kagome finally said. "I can see why you didn't wanna talk about it." She put down the torn uniform and began rummaging through her backpack. "Hold on, I found a book about dream interpretation on my last trip through the well. Since you've been having all these weird nightmares, I thought I'd try to interpret your dreams..."
"Does it really work?" Inuyasha asked, perking up slightly.
"We won't know until we try." Kagome settled back against a tree and started intently reading the book. "Let's see... despised person expressing love for dreamer... ambivalence... uh, according to this it means that you have a very tumultuous love life."
There was a long pause. "Well, that told us nothing!" Kagome burst out, tossing the book over her shoulder.
"Aw, dammit," Inuyasha mumbled, huddling up on the ground.
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Sango glanced at Miroku out of the corner of her eye. When the monk started to look back at her, she quickly turned her eyes back to her swords. Miroku watched her curiously for a moment, then went back to studying the scroll he had been reading over the past days.
I don't feel right about this, Sango thought. Pretending to ignore him? It doesn't seem honest... but then again... how else will I be able to find out if he really cares about me?
"Is something wrong, Sango?" Miroku suddenly said.
"No," Sango said, deliberately keeping her answer short and curt.
Then she quickly stood up and went over to where Inuyasha and Kagome were sitting. Inuyasha was still nervous and creeped-out by his recent dream, and Kagome was trying to assure him that there was no way in the world it could ever come true.
"I think you just got the cold shoulder," Shippo said meditatively, glancing up at Miroku.
"I suppose I did," Miroku murmured. It wasn't a feeling he was very familiar with. And he didn't like it at all.
Sango knelt down and smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Inuyasha. Your mind can come up with all sorts of strange things, especially if you're under pressure. So just put the dreams out of your mind. After all, I doubt Koga has the brains to take over the world. And we all know Kikyo isn't a man."
Inuyasha blinked. "Uhh... thanks, Sango," he said, a little surprised.
Kagome smiled a little. "Thanks, Sango. Maybe he'll be a little less weird about his nightmares from now on."
Sango gave Inuyasha a deliberate pat on the shoulder, then walked back to her swords. She could already feel the monk watching her intently. But she just started whetting her blades over again, humming softly to herself as she pointedly ignored him.
TO BE CONTINUED
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Miroku was meditating when the girls returned from the hot springs, still toweling their wet hair. Inuyasha was lying on his side under a tree, twitching a little. When Kagome went to check on him, she saw with a smile that he was already fast asleep. Sango sat down beside a large flat rock and began sharpening her weapons.
But a little while later, Inuyasha started moaning and mumbling in his sleep, then kicking and clutching at something. No one made any move to wake him. When Inuyasha had nightmares, no one was stupid enough to disturb him. Miroku had once found that out the hard way; it had taken Kagome over an hour to stop the bleeding.
Suddenly Inuyasha gasped and sat up.
"Another bad dream?" Kagome asked.
"Y-yeah," Inuyasha said breathlessly. "Aw damn, that was a bad one!"
"What was it now?" Kagome closed one eye and tried to thread her needle. "Was it that one where Koga takes over the world with the sacred jewel? Or the one where Kikyo turns out to be a man?"
"Worse'n'that..." Inuyasha hugged himself as if he were cold.
"What happened?"
Inuyasha grimaced and flushed. "I'd rather not say."
"Oh come on," Kagome wheedled. She started stitching a rip in her sleeve. "If it was a BAD dream, then there can't be anything too embarrassing, is there? So come on, tell me."
Inuyasha gulped. "I had a dream that we finally hunted down Naraku, and he... seduced me."
There was a long pause. "Ewwww," Kagome finally said. "I can see why you didn't wanna talk about it." She put down the torn uniform and began rummaging through her backpack. "Hold on, I found a book about dream interpretation on my last trip through the well. Since you've been having all these weird nightmares, I thought I'd try to interpret your dreams..."
"Does it really work?" Inuyasha asked, perking up slightly.
"We won't know until we try." Kagome settled back against a tree and started intently reading the book. "Let's see... despised person expressing love for dreamer... ambivalence... uh, according to this it means that you have a very tumultuous love life."
There was a long pause. "Well, that told us nothing!" Kagome burst out, tossing the book over her shoulder.
"Aw, dammit," Inuyasha mumbled, huddling up on the ground.
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Sango glanced at Miroku out of the corner of her eye. When the monk started to look back at her, she quickly turned her eyes back to her swords. Miroku watched her curiously for a moment, then went back to studying the scroll he had been reading over the past days.
I don't feel right about this, Sango thought. Pretending to ignore him? It doesn't seem honest... but then again... how else will I be able to find out if he really cares about me?
"Is something wrong, Sango?" Miroku suddenly said.
"No," Sango said, deliberately keeping her answer short and curt.
Then she quickly stood up and went over to where Inuyasha and Kagome were sitting. Inuyasha was still nervous and creeped-out by his recent dream, and Kagome was trying to assure him that there was no way in the world it could ever come true.
"I think you just got the cold shoulder," Shippo said meditatively, glancing up at Miroku.
"I suppose I did," Miroku murmured. It wasn't a feeling he was very familiar with. And he didn't like it at all.
Sango knelt down and smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Inuyasha. Your mind can come up with all sorts of strange things, especially if you're under pressure. So just put the dreams out of your mind. After all, I doubt Koga has the brains to take over the world. And we all know Kikyo isn't a man."
Inuyasha blinked. "Uhh... thanks, Sango," he said, a little surprised.
Kagome smiled a little. "Thanks, Sango. Maybe he'll be a little less weird about his nightmares from now on."
Sango gave Inuyasha a deliberate pat on the shoulder, then walked back to her swords. She could already feel the monk watching her intently. But she just started whetting her blades over again, humming softly to herself as she pointedly ignored him.
TO BE CONTINUED
