Chapter 3

Sango was conflicted. She looked like a guy but her hair. Her hair was really long. She was thinking on cutting it but, it was one of her prized possision. Now that she was thinking about it, lots of guys have long hair. Look at the gerenal, Inuyasha. Then she just pull it back in a low ponytail. It was no biggie, right?

Now she went to the stream. She looked a lot like her father, which made her feel proud…but a lot skinnier then him. Now she had to work on her voice.

"Miroku, It's dawn." Inuyasha said. "Get up, we have work to do."

Inuyasha left.

Miroku was already awake. He spent all night thinking. About Kagura, Kanna, Naraku, the war. This is usual thinking though. However a new topic continuously popped in his head, and it was the deamon slayer girl. He just wanted to see her. He got up. Maybe he should see her, he hasn't…Have much time left.

Sango went back home to say goodbye to Kohaku. Somehow reality hit her. War. A word that so small but powerful. She was ready, Kirara was on her soulder.

She just walked inside. Then Kohaku grab his weapon.

"Leave stranger! Get out of my house!" Kohaku yelled. Sango stood there stunned. "I said leave, don't make me get my sister!"

"Kohaku, be quiet! Father sleeping!" Sango scold him quietly.

"S…an..go?" Kohaku said stunned. Then he realized what was going on. "Wait isn't that Father's old deamon slayer outfit."

Sango nodded.

"That thing on your shoulder. That's a deamon right?" Kohaku said causiously.

Sango grew serious. She knew why Kohaku was so distance around deamons. Sango too, is very distance towards deamons, or was. They both looked at their Father. True, they slay deamons for a living but it was more then that.

Sango looked back to Kohaku. "Kirara is a good deamon."

"Sango, remenber what happen to dad," Kohaku warned.

Then they heard a knock on the door.

"I'll get it." Kohaku said.

Sango leans back on the wall. Hearing her father sleeping. Then she trys to hear who was at the door.

Kohaku says "Oh boy."

"Um is your sister here?" said the familarly annoying voice.

"No?" Kohaku said with weary. "Hey wait!"

"I'm sorry but I must see your sister." The monk said barging in the livivng room. He saw Sango, but looked very confused.

"Who are you?" He asked. "Wait of minunte are you sang-"

"This is Sango's twin brother!" Kohaku jumped in. "His name is… is…"

"My name, Little brother, is San." Sango jumped in with the praticed deep voice.

"This explains why you look a lot like her. But you couldn't be her since you're a man. Wait I thought, thought sango didn't have an older brother." Miroku said, suspiciously.

" Technally I not older then her, she was born first. She is alittle overprotecting." Sango jumped in on the lie.

"And the reason why Sango was really upset was because San was on a big hunting trip, she didn't if he'll be back in time for the recruitment." Kohaku said quickly.

"And I, I mean she and I didn't want Kohaku to go to war yet." Sango said.

"So you be in our troops? Are you good as your sister?" The monk asked.

"No, Sango is the better warrior." Sango said.

"Really?" the monk said. "Speaking of which, where is she?"

"Why do you want to see her? To be a prevert again?" Sango said.

"None of your business." The monk said sweetly.

"Leave her alone," sango said.

The monk looked so sad. He was in deep thought. Sango felt a little guilty. She had seen that look before.

"Ah, I, going to…to train." Kohaku said. "Bye San."

"I'll take you were you need to go to enlist." The monk said.

"Thank you." Sango said.

Then Sango grab a pen and pencil and wrote Kohaku what he needs to do, like cleaning up the house and taking care of their father. Then she wrote all the training he needs to to, then she sign it with just an S.

"Lets go." Sango said.

"Aren't you going to say goobye to your brother?" the monk asked.

"No, I already did."

"What about your father?"

"That…probably better to not let him know anything. He too sick to worry about us." Sango said in a deep sigh.

And they left.

Miroku was with San, Sango's twin brother. Though he was alittle disappointed. He really wanted to say goodbye to Sango. However he never had wanted to say goodbye to a girl before he left. What had Sango did to thug Miroku's heart?

But like San said about his father, it better to not say goodbye.

San looked a lot like Sango, tough, yet gentle. He seems to have almost every feature of Sango. Looked over to him. He was so serious yet so quiet. And he had the same boomerrang as Sango.

"Did Sango give you that weapon?" Miroku asked.

"Um, yea, she wanted this to ahh, protect me." San said. He looked at his boomerrang. "Who are you in this army?" San said trying to change the subject.

They could see the purple tents up ahead.

"Oh! Haha, you'll see." Miroku said.

Sango brace herself as they approched the purple tent, yet when they came up to it the soilders bow down to the monk.

"Your highness!" they said in one union.

Sango looked at the monk. Shock was she. HE was in the royal family?

Then gernal Inuyasha rush out and said "MIROKU! WHERE THE HELL YOU BEEN?"

Sango droped down on one knee. She had sent the Prince FLYING ACROSS THE MARKET PLACE!

"Please forgive my sister for hitting you yesterday, and for treating you with horrible rudeness." Sango said, all red.

Then Inuyasha said "What are you doing here Sango?"

Sango said trying to play it off. "What are you talking about-?"

" Your scent. Sango."