A/N: Hiya! Sorry if the update's a little late! X3 I love you, my reviewers!!! X3

Me: -still knocked out-

Kikyo: I think you hit her too hard, Inuyasha.

Inuyasha: I did no such thing.

Sesshomaru: Yea right!

Miroku: Can't miss the oppurtunity(goes up and gropes Peridot)

Sango: AHEM!!! (has flames circling around her)

Miroku:-eeps and runs away with Sango chasing him-

Disclaimer: Ooookay.

Kagome:O.o They're acting very oddly.

Sesshomaru: Lets go, shall we?

Kikyo: My pleasure.

-Sesshomaru and Kikyo leave-

Me: BELIEVE IT! -is dressed like Naruto, don't ask questions,-

Inuyasha: I TOLD YOU!!! THIS IS MY SERIES!! GO AWAY!!! -chases Peridot/Naruto-

Disclaimer: -throws handss up in the air- I give up! I need asprin!

Kagome: Asprin? You can't have one, you're a disclaimer, word on paper!

Disclaimer: Its a figure of speech, stopping rubbin it in!

Kagome: But--Kagome and disclaimer fight as Sango chases Miroku and Inuasha fights Naruto/Peridot-

-Kikyo and Sesshomaru reenter-

Kikyo: Idoits.

Sesshomaru: -sighs- Peridot doesn't own us:: so she's going to let you read the damn story allready!


He couldn't beleive it. In all of his luck, how in seven hells would he have guessed that he'd be running west? He knew that Kikyo had been taken west, but where? Tsuyoimaru must be with her. The daiyoukai took a delicate sniff of the air, sighed, and took off again. Towards the smell of salt water, the taiyoukai groaned, he hated salt water.

He was at a peir, odd. But Kikyo and Tsuyoimaru's scents were getting stronger every second! His anxiety increasing every second that, he for one, did not like water at all. He'd never been one on one with the god-forsaken-element. It had nearly claimed him twenty years before and it was eating away at him now.

Sighing sadly, Sessjomaru marched over to the peir and felt sick as that horrid salt smell assulted his nostrils. Gods he hated the ocean, no matter uts beauty. He liked freshwater so much better; only then did he realize how much of an idoit he was. He had his son and mate kidnapped, maybe dead, and here he was lala-ing on the past.

What. An. Idoit.

Hitting himself on the head mentally, Sesshomaru straightened and ran across the bridge, seemingly forgetting it was even there as a woman' scream echoed across the bridge. Kikyo! Tsuyoimaru! The daiyoukai hoped he would reach them in time to keep who ever it was holding his mate and son captive from killing them.


Tsuyoimaru dodged the creepy green dudes attack as his mother held her own agaisnt some withered witch that called herself Tsubaki. The thing he was fighting called itself Jaken and it was UGLY! Using his poisen claws, he managed to injre the toad youkai slightly and grin, flashing a fang.

His mother cried out and the half-demon child turned around to see his mother barely evade a fatal kunai knife attack. The young half-demon turned back around and ducked as Jaken flung a kunai knife at him. The small knife was perculairly shaped and the young hanyou had no idea why that creepy Naraku guy had kidnapped he and his mother, but he knew it was to spite father.

Tsuyoimaru elbow the toad in the face, prepared the light whip and sliced the air inches from Jakens face. The toad squaked and lifted a kunai, Tsuyoimaru, smirking, prepared to deflect it. Something odd was happning...his iris of his eyes had one red and twisted into a smaller form. But he was able to see, and memerize Jaken's movements!

The toad had thrown it at his mother! But Tsuyoimaru moved so quickly, that he was able to catch the kunai in midair! Between his fingers(he's definitly his fathers son!). Jaken gwaked and glared at him, but Tsubaki and Kikyo were a bit more involved in thier battle.

Jaken threw six kunai at once, hoping to distract the half demon as he moved to attack the elder. Orginally, the plan had been different, just to hold them prisoner, but the half-demon had not been willing to be held prisoner like a dog. Since he'dnot been willing to be used to lure his father there, they'd resorted to fighting. Tsuyoimaru realized Jakens plan, but had no way of stopping it...unless...

SLPT! SKLSH!


Sesshomaru smelled blood.

He'd been wandering around the ship trying to track Kikyo and Tsuyoimaru's scents, but to no avail. It seemed that the enemy had drenched the place in his sons and mates scents, to merely throw him off track. And for the last half hour he'd been hopelessly wandering around untill he heard a scream, and the smell of blood. Not Kikyo's...but it was the scent og his and her blood mixed...Tsuyoimaru!

Red seeped into his vision, fangs ellongnated and he felt unknowable anger seep into his veins. No one harmed one of his bloodline or clan and got away with it! He sniffed out the scent of the blood and followed it. A short time later, he noticed that water had appeared was halfway to his knees.

A youkai imp and a human witch ran towards him, Sesshomaru grinned evilly and held out his claws and they glowed green. With a grunt he'd put that very same hand to the floor, and smashed down on it with his other fist. Creating a ripple on the floor and several cracks. The human and youkai (Tsubaki and Jaken) looked up in time to be greeted by the same horrible eyes that the young half-demon had and the same acid that would melt thier life away.

The taiyoukai realized just then that the water was up to his waist! Only then did he realize the reason of Naraku chosing this exact place to stick Kikyo. Naraku was testing them, he knew how Sesshomaru resented salt water, so he was testing thier love and Sesshomaru's courage all along. But the scaggerler was dead, finally.

Now it reached his shoulders, the water was freezing. Was he sure that Tsuyoimaru and Kikyo were beyond that door? What if they were beyond a different door? What if t was another illiuson? What if it wasn't? Suddenly he realized that his pure-white shirt was going red...the water was red...blood! Tsuyoimaru! Sesshomaru busted down the door before you could say yes.

Kikyo was lying near the outter edge, where the water was onlu up to Sesshomaru's ankles, she seemed to be unconsuis...but Tsuyoimaru... the young boy had a kunai right in his heart. Blood seeped from it and his iris was minimized into a red eye. Bloodshot eye. He'd died protecting his mother.

Sesshomaru felt his heart being ripped to pieces as he began to tremble as the sitiuation settled. His son was dead. He, Sesshomaru, had failed to protect his son. If he'd only been there sooner...or if he'd been there to take his place. Sesshomaru blinked, there was a hot, prickling sensation behind his eyes and moist trail down his cheek. He wiped it away with his hand and looked at it...he...was...crying.

Reaching inside his jacket, Sesshomaru reached for the hidden sword that was kept with him at all times. The Tenseiga. Father one said that it had the power to bring the dead back, of course Sesshomaru hadn't believed it at all...but now he was hoping, that by some wild chance, that it would work.

He held the katana out, and suddenly, the sword had pulsed in his grasp. Frowning, Sesshomaru concentrated back on his sons body and was surprised to find it surrounded by imps. "Those must be," he whispered to himself ", the carriers to the other world?" His assumption was proved correct when the imps tried to chain up the young half-demon. Anger consumed the taiyoukai, no one was taking his son anywhere! He sliced through the imps, and sheathed the Tenseiga and returned it to its hidden place.

He held Tsuyoimaru close to his chest and smiled when the boys wound covered itself up and replenished its strength. The kunai fell to the floor, forgotten. Sesshomaru knew he was in a bad situation. He was trapped in a sinking ship with an unconsuis woman and boy and he, himself. Not good.

Wrapping an arm around his mate and first born son, the taiyoukai began focusing his youki(demonic power) as the water level steadily increased...air began to circulate...the water was up to his knees as the circulating air took on pinkish hue. The water was now up to his waist as Sesshomaru's markings began to elongnate. The water hat reached his lower chest as the taiyoukai's fangs developed. Finally, the water reached the upper part of Sesshomaru's chest.

Nothing.

Red iris's in the eyes snapped open as the taiyoukai kicked off the ground and his free fist, shrouded in his poisen, went flying into the roof of the room and he broke through the whole ship. Right after he went flying into the air as the ship collasped behind him into a jumbled mess.

In mid-flight, Kikyo and Tsuyoimaru's eyes opened. Tsuyoimaru looked around, confused, before looking back up at his father as the alongnated stripes began to fade and the pink aura dissapeared. Kikyo and Tsuyoimaru looked as the taiyoukai began to breathe in rasps as they descened to the ground.

Sesshomaru landed on his feet, and almost instantly set his mate and son down. They looked at the rasping demon as hiseyes returned to thier golden hue. He surveyed them quickly, a small smile gracing his lips that made Kikyo worried and Tsuyoimaru all the more adorable.

"You're okay?" Sesshomaru grunted, eyes half closed and seeming to be in extreme pain. Kikyo gasped, figuring it out. Sesshomaru had used up his energy in summoning up strength he didn't have; and by doing that, he'd probably sacrificed his life. Kikyo and Tsuyoimaru nodded mutely, Sesshomaru smiled weakly. Getting up, offered his hand for the both of them. Kikyo couldn't figure it out, surely, if he'd preformed that kind of spell, he'd collaspe.

No sooner than he'd walked three yards, Sesshomaru's eyes shot open in pain as he stopped abruptly, panting heavily as he fell to his knees, eyes wide open, alert. He slightly calmed when he saw Kikyo and Tsuyoimaru and smiled sadly. "I love you." He breathed, before meeting darkness head-on.


Miroku never before had been this desperate, looking blindly for his girl and childeren. Three, his Sango had had triplets. It had been a huge surprise to the monk when he gained knowledge of such. He hadn't expected Sango to get pregnant in the first place! Not to mention his friends were fathers too.

It had been bad enough when they had found out that Naraku knew that they were parents, and the bastard had only made it worsen by kidnapping the three women and six childeren! That had pissed the monk off beyond beleif; after all, he, Miroku(Great, now he sounded like Naraku!), was not one to be tested!

The monk observed his surroundings, they had told him that Sango would be north, but unlike the two demon friends he possesed, he couldn't track scents. He was a monk, not a demon. Turning, the black-haired male tried to key into Sango's aura, but to no avail. Passing an ice cream shop, he remembered what Naraku had said about ice and his family; sighing, the monk frowned as an univiting thought clouded his mind; what if he was too late?

Anger flashed through his indigo eyes briefly as all the doubts he'd been holding onto broke loose and assulted his mind; what if he was too late? What if he got there and couldn't save them? What if he got there and they were being killed before his very eyes? What if-?

"STOP." Miroku snarled quietly to hiself, a hiss that vanished into the wind as he tried to be optomistic. He would not be too late, he would be able to save them, he wouldn't let them be killed before his very eyes. He just wouldn't let that happen, he knew that much. He would die for Sango, Ajiniki, Saiaiko, and Konsuki if he had too!

He would not allow himself to doubt, for doubt let to misdesicion, and something like that usaully could mean death or serious loss of some sort. Come on, he was of the specail service, or secret service as some might put it. He wasn't gonna let himself back down due to a few measly doubts! Humph! He'd fought doubts since the age of 15 and there was no way the twenty four year old was going to let it rule his decisoins now!

Trying to think as of where Naraku would hide his girl and childeren, Miroku bit his lip in a frown when a kind older lady, about forty or fifthy, came by in an ice cream truck. She was handing out ice creams to eager childeren when Miroku noticed something odd. Even though it was an ice cream truck, it lacked a company name. Or a name of a company that supported it.

Queer.

The young man frowned as a new thought took him off guard. There was also way too many people handing out ice cream, and last he checked, the ice cream people didn't wear all black with sunglasses on such a dreary day such as this one. They were only too conspicuios; he watched with a frown as a man(about thirty) force a smile and hand a little girl a popcicle. The man turned to the woman and the other conterparts. One of them started to look towards Miroku, so the young man quickly closed his eyes, as to sleep. Opening his eyes a crack, the young monk observed on how the four men exchanged glances and moved towards the front of the ice cream truck.

Miroku got up and creeped towards the back of the said vehicle, his hands silently opening the back up. Ice cream objects piled on top of each other in endless stacks, Miroku sighed in dissapointment when he heard a muffled cry. Frowning, the young man ventured into the back of the truck ever so silently, hoping as not to disturb the drivers. He gasped.

Right there, among the ice creams and popcilcles, lay his girl and childeren. Sango's chestnut brown hair was in a messy array of a lopsided ponytail the kidnappers had obviously placed in order to move all of her hair out of the way as they had tied her hands together. Saiaiko and Konsuki had thier hands tied together and Ajiniki was unconsuis on the floor, her hands tied together, and a huge bump on her head. Miroku felt rage rise up in his gut as he started towards them; why was Naraku and his merry gang of miscreets so obsessed about making life hell?

Of course, being as lost in his thoughts as he was, he didn't notice one of the kidnappers on his tail untill a second later when he felt warm blood coming from his shoulders as he was brutally tossed to the ground beside his girl and childeren. Letting out a grunt of surprise, the young monk quickly snapped back up; only to be met by a facail punch that sent him flying into the side of the truck. Letting out another grunt, Miroku ducked the mans next attack and recognized him.

It was the dude that was forciable about everything! He looked alot like Naraku and was grinning like an idoit. Miroku braced himself as the man charged him, the young monk threw caution in the wind as he foolishly reached out to grab the mans ankle. Missing and instead grabbing the other leg by the knee, Miroku put his wieght on that single hand threw himself over the man and landed on his feet by Sango.

Keeping an eye on the man, he untied Sango's bonds as the woman looked at him in shocked silence. So she thought he wouldn't come, did she? If his reckless acts right now ddn't prove to her he loved her, he wouldn't know what would! After all, she was his wife to be. He wasn't about to let some stuck-up jackass take her away from him!

After untieing Sango, he left her to free the childeren as he turned back to the kidnapper before realizing that the truck was moving! He too, was being kidnapped! Well, not if he could help it! This monk wasn't going down without a fight! Great, now he sounded like an idiot! Sighing, Miroku tried to intercept his opponets next move.

Whatever he thought the man might do wasn't what the man did, the fool tried to charge him head on but, knowing the basic block for that, Miroku easily intercepted the attack and flew back the other man into a stack of boxes. Smirking, Miroku prepared to jump his oppenet but was thrown back by a round house kick and landed in a pile of boxes.

Pulling himself back out of the stale, musty boxes when he noticed something odd. That man who was ataacking him, yes, even though he looked alot like Naraku, he lacked the reddish gleam in his eyes. Thats when Miroku remembered him, he'd been Elizibeth DeSmet's step-father! Letting out a gasp at the realization, Miroku didn't see the punch coming untill it hit him.

Flying to the wall, he ducked Mosou's next two attacks and delivered a roundhouse kick right in Mosou's gut and chest.Growling low in anger, Miroku threw back his fist and punched the other man right in the nose as Mosou tried to reach for a pistol laying on the ground. Mosou should've been unconsuis, but the bastard was adamant. Grunting in anger, Miroku punched Mosou in the gut and the man hit the floor of the back of the truckbed rather harshly. Mosou got right back up and was met by a simple hand chop that knocked him in the noggin; thus renering him unconsuis and leaving the man on the floor, Miroku turned to his fiance and his childeren.

"You allright?" He asked as Sango nodded, mute. The triplets were looking up at him in awe as he bent down to help Sango and themselves to thier feet. But unbeknownst to Miroku, another kidnapper had snuck up from behind him and was prepared to end the young monks life when young Ajiniki jumped up and karate kicked the man right in the face. Everyone in the the vicinity could only stare.

Ajiniki shrugged, for a five-year-old, she sure could pack a punch. Miroku was proud of his angel(coughcough), he never knew she could do karate...well, sorta. The young girl looked up at him, eyes wide and such an adorable facail expression. Konsuki and Saiako had wrapped thier arms around thier mother as thier father bent down and scooped Ajiniki into his arms.

"You guys all right?" Miroku asked, the kids nodded and Sango smiled. The young monk leant down as to help her up; when the truck gave a sickening lurch as the remaining kidnappers(the ones who were driving) leapt out of the vehicle and landed in a heap on the ground. Konsuki, curious as he was, crawled to the front of the truck and yelled back: "There's no one driving, the steering wheel is broken and we're heading towards a cliff!"

Miroku's jaw clenched when he realized the predicament. Telling Sango to snatch and hold on tight to Konsuki and Saiaiko, he made his way to trhe back of the ice cream truck and kicked open the doors. The ground was flying beneath the said vehicle as it speeded towards the cliff, and certain doom. Miroku looked at Sango and she nodded, her way as saying she trusted him; biting his lip, Miroku wrapped his arm around his fiance and jumped.

With the air whizzing in thier ears as they were hurtled towards the ground, Miroku was certain to spin around, thus with his back to the ground, his family clutched tight to him. He was so happy that he joined the secret service, if he made it out of this, he would quit the service and spend the rest of his life with his family. He wouldn't let anything tear them apart; for it took him six years to find them, he wasn't going to lose them anytime soon.

He landed roughly on the ground, grunting as he skidded agaisnt the dusty ground with three kids and a full-grown young woman on top of him. Coming to a halt agaisnt an old oak tree, he opened his eyes in time to see Konsuki and Saiako be pulled agaisnt the remaining two kidnappers; which of both had grosteque grins on thier faces. Sango leapt up, followed by Miroku, Ajiniki hid behind them. The man beckond Sango, she stepped foreward and...

WHAM! She had elbowed both of the men in thier guts, causing them to drop the two boys as Miroku scramled to help her. Sango punched on of the men in the face, and kicked back, getting the other in the chest. The other kidnapper prepared to backhand her, but she caught his hand and flipped him over. She turned and braced herself for a stomach kick; when Miroku caught the mand kick and flipped him over. Smiling slightly, the pair finished off the two men.

The childeren could only stare.


Inuyasha's sides where starting to ache, he'd been running for the past three hours southward, trying to stay on Kagome's scent, mingled with another two people. A male and a female. 'Dammit! Kagome and the brats better be okay!' Inuyasha thought as he continued to run. 'Ya better not give up on me!' His jaw clenched. 'I'm coming for you!'


A/N: Ohhhhh! Suspense! X3 I'd better explain what Sesshomaru did; you see, the smell of salt water weakens him, druggs him, if you will, and drains his energy. Therefore, he had to summon up all of his demonic power just to get them out of there, and in his weakened state, his body almost couldn't take it, and thus began to transform; which, yes, would have not only destroyed the ship but kill his mate and child. But he was fighting the transformation, thus weakening him more and exhausting his body untill he couldn't take it, and released his power, thus pratically shocking the body like a lightening bolt which might kill him in his very much weakened state.

Please review, I'm very desperate for feedback here!

Preview: Inuyasha goes after Kagome, will she and the twins be allright? Inuyasha finds Sango and Miroku and go looking for his brothr to be shocked by a nasty surprise. And what kind of power does Tsuyoimaru hold? Next time, Finishing Blow, seeya soon!