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Yep I'm back! I'm be lazy, and leaving this to type up until the last minute… Or week. I'll try to update as much things as I can in this week, since my bro's coming back in the next… I think.

Responses (yeah, I'm putting them in the beginning from now on):

swimchick1614: Heh heh… Good guess, but no. You won't know who it is until I tell you about her because I made her up for this fic, okay? Okay…

Sesshomaru is mine: Sango going with Sesshy? That'll never happen in my fics, since I'm too obsessed with SM, and I'm darn proud of it!

Evelyn12345 and Tache: Thank you! I'll keep working on my writing skills so that my stories would be better.

But anyways, here's the fic. This is the chapter with all those twists I came up with to explain some unexplained things in the manga and/or anime. Enjoy! This chapter will be extra long.

Watashi wa Youkai Taijiya… to Hanyou

Chapter 3 - The Unexplainable Past

The scent belonging to the figure on the road increased and the figure itself appeared in their view finally. They all squirmed their eyes, until they could finally make out the figure. It had the shape of a human child.

"It looks like it's a ningen child," Miroku reported.

'Yet it seems so familiar… But why?' Sango wondered.

"No… it's a hanyou…" she said a little while later.

They walked into the direction of the child, and amazingly, they were right. The child was a girl, of about the age of 4 or 5. She had long chocolate brown hair and violet eyes. She reminded them of someone -or rather, a couple- but couldn't place their minds on whom.

"Konnichwa, why are you all alone?" Kagome asked.

The little girl looked up to them, and gasped out loud once her eyes rested on Sango.

"Okaasan!" she cried, leaping into her arms. "I've missed you so much!"

Sango was taken by surprise, and didn't know what to say. Her eyes remained on the little girl who was still in her arms. She then looked around to her friends, but apparently, they were also surprised, with their jaws slightly dropped. But when she turned to Miroku, his face was nearly unreadable. It was a mix of pain and confusion, while filled with questions. Sango gave him the look that told him that she didn't know what was happening either.

Then the girl turned her head to where Sango was staring at, and gasped out loud again. She leaped from Sango to Miroku, and clung onto him.

"Chichiue! I've missed you too!" she cried.

That outburst added more shock to the group. Sango stared at Miroku some more, and he in turn stared back at her. Then they both blushed slightly.

The girl then looked onto the ground, and spotted our furry feline friend. She jumped from Miroku's arms and landed beside her.

"Kirara!" she cried again, picking the neko youkai up and hugged her softly and gently.

After their state of shock was over, and they all bended down to get a better view of her (except for Shippo, who had to look up to her). Then they could see the resemblance. Kagome immediately snapped her head up to face the 'parents'.

"Sango-chan, Miroku-sama, she does look like you two mixed together!" Kagome gasped, causing their blush to deepen some more.

"So what's your name?" Shippo asked. "I'm Shippo!"

"I'm Taiyou!" the child replied. "And I'm four summers old!" (A/N: wow… She's quite smart for a four-year-old. And Taiyou means "ocean" by the way.)

Sango and Miroku were glad that Shippo had asked the question for them unknowingly, because they thought it would have been even more embarrassing if they've made it clear that they've forgotten who she was totally. (A/N: Wouldn't you? I would be too, you know.)

"So Taiyou, where have you been staying all this time?" Sango asked.

"Okaasan, have you forgotten already? I'm staying with Obaasan," Taiyou replied.

She widened her eyes, and looked at Miroku, who gave her a look that said it wasn't his mother she was talking about. She turned back to her child.

"Gomen ne, Taiyou, but I can't remember anything," Sango sighed. "Can you take us to her?"

"Un," Taiyou replied. "We live in a cave in the mountain just past the village."

"Then what are you doing so far from there?" Miroku asked.

"I missed you so much, so I've decided to find you," she replied.

"You could've seriously hurt," Sango reported. "Don't do that ever again."

"Gomen nasai, Okaasan, Chichiue," Taiyou apologized, bowing her head in shame. "I won't do that again."

"Good, so then let's go," Sango said.

"Why are we going again?" Inuyasha demanded. "Naraku still needed to be hunted down!"

"Inuyasha," Kagome hissed, elbowing him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of his lungs, "this could be Sango-chan's Okaasan we're talking about! Of course we have to go see!"

"Fine…" he grumbled.

So they travelled on the road with Taiyou alternatively switching from walking and being carried by either Sango or Miroku. She constantly peered over her parents' shoulders to the ones walking behind them. Inuyasha and Kagome couldn't help it but to keep staring at the little girl.

"How did that happen?" Kagome asked Inuyasha, whispering.

"How am I supposed to know? Although they did smell like each other from the beginning, but just by a little bit," Inuyasha replied, also whispering back.

"You know that I can still hear you guys," Sango commented.

"That's right, Okaasan, you seem a bit different than the last time I saw you…" Taiyou told her. "Oh… Kitty ears!"

Taiyou reached up and played with her mother's ears. Sango sighed and gently lowered her daughter's arms.

"My ears are not for playing with, Taiyou," she told her. "Go bother Hou- your father instead. He needs some attention from you."

"O-K!" Taiyou replied cheerfully, and went off to bother Miroku instead, who sighed with defeat, causing Sango to smile.

"I see a village," Sango announced a few moments later.

Taiyou looked up from where she was, and pointed excitedly at the village.

"Yeah! That's the village I was talking about!" she announced. "The first mountain should be where Obaasan and I are staying in."

Sango couldn't take the tension and curiosity anymore, so she began to run into that direction.

"Matte! Sango-chan!" Kagome called.

"That's no use, Kagome," Inuyasha reported, lowering himself onto the ground so Kagome can get onto his back. "Now get on so we can catch up with her. Oi! Miroku!"

Inuyasha looked over to where Miroku was, but he was already running after Sango with Taiyou, Shippo, and Kirara in his arms. He immediately sweatdropped and began running after them. They were past the village with villagers staring after them in no time. Miroku didn't even bother to slow down in front of the young village women to pop his infamous question because 1) he was chasing after Sango, 2) if what Taiyou says is true, then he already has a child, and 3) that would give him a very bad reputation as a father.

Okaasan… Could it be true, that you're still alive?

But I saw you die… giving birth to Kohaku…

Kohaku…

Sango shook her head clear of her thoughts. She sped onto the road leading away from the village. Miroku and Inuyasha were having trouble catching up with her. Miroku looked down onto his arms to where Kirara was.

"Kirara, onegai," Miroku asked.

Kirara nodded her head and leaped out of his arms, transforming into her larger youkai form. Miroku jumped onto her back with Shippo and Taiyou. He settled them down in front of him but in his arms for safety on he got on properly. Kirara then started to ride in the air faster and faster, until she caught up with her mistress. By then, they were already half way up to where the cave was. A few seconds later, they had finally reached the cave, with a tired Inuyasha trailing behind them and a bickering Kagome on his back.

There was a dark shadow in the cave, sitting on a rock. When they had arrived at the entrance of the cave, the figure immediately stood up, and walked up to them.

"Obaasan!" Taiyou greeted, jumping off Kirara and into the arms of the shadow. "I found Okaasan and Chichiue!"

The figure stood still for a moment at the mention of Taiyou's parents, and then quickly walked up to them. The face came into the light and view and Sango's jaw dropped slightly.

It is her… But she has cat ears and claws too.

She had long dark chocolate brown hair with cat ears sticking out of the side of her head. She had small green eyes, and thin eyebrows. She was slightly taller than Sango.

"O-Okaasan…" she gasped. "B-b-but…"

"Come inside, and I will explain everything," she told them, starting to lead them into the deeper parts of the cave.

She sat on a piece of flat and smooth rock, and motioned for them to do the same thing. They all sat on a piece of smooth rock. Kirara had by then changed back into her house pet form and curled up in her mistress's lap. Taiyou hopped out of her grandmother's arms and into Miroku's.

"I do owe you an explanation," she started. "It wasn't my intention to leave you, Sango, but I saw that leaving Taiyou in your care would slow down your training, so your father and I decided to take Taiyou somewhere else to be taken care of. I also had to erase this memory not just from the two of you, but some others as well."

"Demo, wouldn't it have been better for me to take care of her still?" Sango asked.

"Iie. You weren't ready for that responsibility yet, and neither was Miroku," Sora explained. (A/N: Sango's mother. I've decided to name her Sora, which means "sky".)

"Okaasan… Can you please retell everything from the beginning of this?" Sango asked.

"Gomen, Sango, but I can't," Sora replied. "I don't know everything, but I can give the memories back to you two."

Sango nodded her head eagerly.

Sora stood up from her spot and extended out her two hands, one to Sango and the other to Miroku. She closed her eyes for concentration, and they soon followed, with the others watching. Bright white orbs of magical energy were soon created in her palms, which had then slowly faded into an indigo glow. Sora slowly forced the orbs into their foreheads, returning their memories back to them.

-View of the past-

A little girl at the age of 6 with long dark chocolate hair was sitting on a large boulder in the quiet dark green forest, just outside the Taijiya no Sato. She was staring up into the sky and at the soaring birds. Then the bushes rustled slightly, and she immediately turned her attention to the noise, while preparing for an attack when she needs it.

"Who's there?!" she demanded. "Show yourself!"

The bushes rustled once again, and then small figures could be seen. The small figure stepped out of the bushes, revealing itself as a young boy. Then the other figure revealed itself as a raccoon-like demon.

The young boy had tattered clothing, and his face was smudged and red from tears. He had the brightest violet eyes the little girl had ever laid her eyes on. But he was sad…

The little girl relaxed and her hand retreated from the handle of her katana. She couldn't help it but to just stare at the two.

"Ano… Ohayo," the little girl started nervously. "I've never seen you two before. Who are you?"

"Um… I am Miroku," the little boy started, "and this is Hachimon."

"I'm Sango!" the little girl introduced herself cheerfully. "Nice to meet you!"

She jumped off her boulder and bowed politely at first little Miroku, and then Hachi. Then they had, in return, bowed at her politely.

"Why are you here in this forest all alone?" little Sango asked. "It's dangerous to be in here."

"I ran away from my home…" little Miroku explained, with his voice breaking. "Chichiue… Chichiue was sucked into his Kazaana…"

Tears started to form in his eyes, and then they were soon dribbling down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away. That was when she spotted his right hand, and it was covered with a piece of purple cloth. She was tempted to ask him about it, but decided against it.

"Gomen to hear about your father… Come to my village," little Sango offered. "I'm pretty sure that we can take you in for now. It's just beyond these trees."

"Un, arigato," little Miroku thanked.

Little Sango began to lead little Miroku and Hachi around the trees when the earth suddenly shook. A medium sized bear-like demon with three red eyes appeared from the earth, and stood in front of the group fro a few feet away.

"Aha! My first youkai!" Sango exclaimed.

Little Sango unsheathed her katana, and charged at the youkai. But before she got into attacking range, the youkai knocked her away and onto the ground.

"Sango-sama!" little Miroku yelled. "Daijoubou-ka?!"

Little Sango slowly got onto her feet, using her katana as her support.

"Un, daijoubou…" she replied.

The bear was ready to attack her again.

"Sango-sama! Get out of there!" little Miroku yelled, pointing at the attacking youkai.

Little Sango looked behind her and gasped. The youkai was already making an effort attacking her. She squeezed her eyes shut, ready to feel the smashing pain of the attack. But it did, however, not come.

She opened her eyes again, and saw that the boy was carrying her out of harm's way quick enough, bridal-style. He landed on his feet, and looked down at her in his arms. She felt blood rushing up to her cheeks… Her first blush. (A/N: Aww….)

He set her down onto the ground, and she stood up straight to face the demon once again. She got her katana ready, and waited for the demon to charge at her for its attack. Once it did, Sango slashed through it with her sword with all her strength, and the youkai was left in pieces, with crimson blood bursting out. She released a sigh of relief, swung her katana twice to rid of the blood, and returned it to its sheath.

Little Miroku stood there and stared at her in awe, while she turned to face him once again. She grinned and held out her hand in a peace sign, as if she was saying 'Yes!' That caused Miroku to smile.

"Let's go to my village now," Sango said, "and I hope no more youkai will show up."

Miroku and Hachi nodded their heads and followed Sango closely to her village. She led them around some trees and rocks, until they hit a dirt path. They walked for another minute until the village of the youkai taijiya was seen. They kept walking until they had arrived at the gate of the village. Sango looked up to the watching tower, and the guards recognized her, so they opened the gates for her and her new friends.

She led them around the village and gave them a tour, until she had finally reached her home.

"… And this is my home. Since my father is the chief of this village, we get to live in a larger house," she explained proudly.

"Wow… You're so lucky," Miroku said in awe.

Sango opened the door, and allowed Miroku and Hachi to enter first, and then herself.

"Chichiue! I brought some friends home," she called out.

Her father entered the room immediately, with a smile placed on his lips. But then the smile faded once he saw Hachi.

"Youkai?" he questioned suspiciously.

"Chichiue, daijoubou," Sango reassured. "He's not harmful."

Seeing that it had came out from his own daughter, he nodded in approval.

Miroku bowed at him politely and mumbled a quick hello, while Hachi just bowed.

"Where's Okaasan and Kohaku?" she asked her father.

"Your mother's in the other room playing with your brother."

"Come, Miroku-kun and Hachimon, I would like you to meet my mother and brother," she told them with a bright smile.

They nodded their heads, and Sango led them to the next room where her mother and brother were.

"Okaasan, Kohaku, I would like you to meet my new friends, Miroku-kun and Hachimon," she introduced once she had seen the rest of her family members.

Her mother shifted from her previous position and sat on her feet politely, and then she nodded her head politely and said a quick hello. Miroku and Hachi did the same as they had done with Sango's father.

Kirara came out of nowhere and leaped into Sango's arms.

"Kirara," she chuckled, petting her youkai cat, "you're as cute as ever."

She turned to Miroku and Hachi, still petting her cat. She introduced them to each other as the cat leaped to one and then the other, begging for more attention in her ruby eyes.

That was when their friendship really started.

"Ano… Miroku-kun?"

"Hai, Sango-chan?"

"Why is your right hand covered?"

Miroku lifted his cursed hand and stared at it.

"You see, Sango-chan, that this hand is now cursed, with the Kazaana that had sucked my own father into. It is an endless vortex and that whatever has been sucked in will never come back out."

"Where do they all go?"

"To tell you the truth; I don't know."

"Um… Gomen… That I brought it up."

"Hm? Iie, daijoubou."

Miroku flashed her a bright smile, and she grinned back in reply.

Miroku and Hachi had stayed with Sango and her family for about two years, playing, laughing, helping with chores… They just did everything together.

Miroku gave her a huge grin for no reason at all, and it sent her blushing madly.

She looks so cute like that…

"Sango-chan… Do you think… that I should go back to the temple? I mean, I will have to go back some time. I still have to be trained to become a monk…"

"If you feel that you're ready," she replied softly.

"I feel that I'm ready, but I don't want to leave you guys. I mean, you and your family took me in like a second family."

"Aren't you?"

"No, not truly… But maybe, just maybe, I'll come back someday to make sure that happens…" he smiled, hinting and winking at her.

Sango knew what he meant exactly, and flushed 20 shades of red.

"Perhaps… I should go, back to my original home," he murmured.

"Then you go do that," she said, encouraging him. "But promise me that you'll come back one day."

"I will, don't you worry, Sango-chan."

Sango then reached over and pecked him on the cheek, causing him to go into shock and blush slightly.

-Three years later- (A/N: I will assure you that this scene will not be involved with a certain citrus fruit. Does that tell you something?)

Sango, now 11, stared out her bedroom window, hoping that her childhood friend would return to her. He hasn't appeared once, yet she kept waiting.

Staring out the window and drifting off into her own dream world, she imagined what life would be like if he was to live with her… Until the bell on the watchtower rang.

It wasn't an emergency, like a youkai attack or anything, but it was more like to welcome the visitor/s.

Sango immediately snapped out of her thought and ran out of the house to hopefully meet her long-lost friend. Her lips slowly curved into a bright smile when she saw who it was.

"Miroku-kun!" she exclaimed, flinging herself into his arms.

"Sango-chan!" he laughed. "How are you these days? You've gotten even more beautiful."

She felt her cheeks warm up at his comment as she lifted her head to see his face more clearly. Her light blush was ever still present.

"And you still look cute when you blush," he grinned.

Sango finally released him and led him to her home. As they entered the house, Kirara peered out from one eye as she woke from her nap, and jumped onto Miroku as she recognized him.

"Hey Kirara, nice to see you again too," he grinned, knowing what the feline had spoken from her action.

"Just make yourself at home while I prepare some tea for you," Sango told him.

"Oh, I most certainly will," he grinned mischievously.

She just laughed out loud as she left the room to enter the kitchen. She entered the room again moments later with a tray filled with a teapot and some teacups to see him playing with the youkai cat. She carefully set the tray onto the table and began to fill the cups with tea.

Miroku finally settled down and relaxed on his seat cushion as she finished pouring the last of the tea.

"So what brings you back here, Miroku-kun?" Sango suddenly asked.

"I had just recently finished my training as a monk, and so I've decided that it was time to come back for a visit," Miroku replied, taking a sip out of his cup. "Besides, I had a promise to keep."

Sango secretly smiled as she took a sip from her cup. She remembered what she had made him promise all too well, and he had thrown in some bonus features too.

"So where's the rest of your family?" he asked.

"Chichue went outside with Kohaku to help him train instead of me today," she replied, "and Okaasan went out to talk with the village women. So I'm just here watching the house and for any sign of danger."

"I see," he said. "How have you progressed as a youkai taijiya?"

"There's not much work these days. Our last large assignment was back in Kuranosuke-sama's castle with a huge youkai boar, and that was half a year ago. I'm still training everyday though, in case anything happened."

A moment later, voices from outside got louder and clearer as time passed, until the door opened, revealing Sango's mother and a group of women from the village.

"Ah! Konnichwa, Miroku-kun," she greeted when she spotted him. "How are you these days?"

"I'm quite well these days," he replied, nodding his respect and greetings at her and the group of women.

"I hope I have not interrupted anything," she bowed apologetically.

"Iie, Okaasan, daijoubou," Sango smiled. "We could just go to my room to talk, just like the old times. Shall I get more tea?"

Sora shook her head, smiling.

"I'll take care of that," she said. "You two go ahead. You have a lot to catch up on each other."

They both nodded and bowed as they stood up at the women with respect, and retreated into Sango's room. Sango took out two seat cushions as Miroku shut the door quietly behind them. They each took a seat, but Miroku then moved in closer to Sango.

Miroku couldn't do anything but to stare at her, and she looked at him with a puzzled face.

"Miroku-kun, is there something wrong?" she asked.

It was then he finally got up from his seat and kneeled in front of her, taking her face into his hand and stroking her cheek with his thumb.

"Sango-chan… If you would let me to…"

He leaned his face in closer to hers.

"M-Miroku-kun?"

She felt her lips part a bit as their lips met for their first but short kiss. As they pulled apart, but of them blushed a bit. He then picked her up bridal-style, and plopped her carefully onto her futon.

"Miroku-kun… We can't. Not now… What if they hear us?"

"Then we'll be very quiet about this…"

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Sora continued to make conversations with the women as she had no idea what was happening in her daughter's room… (A/N: Need I say more?)

-One month later-

Sango felt sick in her stomach as she slowly woke up… again. She rolled over to her side and threw up in the bucket next to her futon. It had happened so frequently for the last 2 weeks that her parents just put it there so she wouldn't have to run in and out of the house all the time.

She realized what had happened as she rubbed her belly, and turned to Kirara.

"Kirara… Go find Miroku-kun and bring him back here… There's something very important I need to tell him."

About two hours had passed until Kirara had returned with Miroku on his back. He jumped off her back when he was close enough to the ground. Sango had been sitting outside waiting for them the whole time.

"Sango-chan, what's wrong?" he questioned. "Did something happen?"

She got up and buried herself in his robes again.

"Something most definitely happened," she whispered as she brought her lips to his ear. "I'm pregnant with our child…"

-End view-

"I think I know what happened after that," Sango commented.

"And I was so shocked when I heard that you were pregnant," Sora said.

"I was too," Miroku sighed, "and I was responsible for it."

"Better you than anyone else," Sango laughed.

"True."

Phew! That was really long; 13 pages. I had this typed out half way before, but then I kind of got stuck on it until today.

Don't you just love these new twists?

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