Chapter 7: Twiterpated

Sango woke up with a start when she thought she had heard something hit the bus, but nothing had. It was just her dreams interrupting the fine line of reality. She sat up as far as she could in her little bunk and wrapped her blankets around. The blanket was a bit small to be a blanket though. So she looked down to spread it out more, but then she realized that it wasn't a blanket at all. It was a jacket. Miroku's blue jacket.

'He never took it back,' she thought holding the jacket up in front of her.

She cocked her head to the side and sighed quietly to herself. It was nice of him to do that for her. Go looking for her and all. She still wasn't sure why he'd done that for her, but it was still pretty sweet of him.

With a broad smile, Sango laid back down still holding the jacket far out in front of her. Then she released her grip on it and it floated down back on top of her. She curled up again to go back to sleep when she heard the bus doors open rather loudly. With a raise of her brow she opened up her curtain to see Kagome and Ayame going through the doors.

"What are you two doing," she whispered trying not to wake the boys.

"We're going out," Ayame said quietly. "Want to come?"

"Where?" Sango said getting out of her bed and leaving the jacket.

Kagome and Ayame looked at each other and then back at Sango with a shrug. They had no clue where they were going and it was about five in the morning. But Sango decided to follow anyways. She still had her clothes on from last night, but she told them to hold on so she could change her shirt. Then they were off.

About three hours and the bus was had just started to come alive.

"Where is everyone?" Miroku asked looking around for the girls.

"You think they just left?" Kouga asked sitting in a seat.

"I don't know if they'd just leave without telling us," Miroku said putting hand to his chin.

"They left a few hours ago," Inuyasha confirmed from his bunk.

"How do you know?" Miroku asked glaring over at the unusually quiet hanyou.

"I heard them leave," Inuyasha said drawing on his hand with a pen. "They didn't say where they were going though. They just left."

"And you didn't bother to do anything because?" Miroku started staring up at Inuyasha.

"Because I don't care what they do. In my opinion, we should just leave them," Inuyasha said a bit angrily.

"You are so cold hearted," Miroku said shaking his head.

"You're just saying that because you like Sango," Inuyasha retorted.

"What?" Miroku said a little off guard.

"Don't try and hide it. Kouga and I know you do," Inuyasha snickered. "You get all… oh how should I put it? 'Twiterpated'."

"What the hell is twiterpated?" Miroku demanded.

Kouga laughed a little and said, "For example, you're walking along, minding your own business. There's no one to the left nor to the right. And then all of a sudden, you run right smack into a pretty face!"

"You began to get weak in the knees," Inuyasha said acting like it was some sort of horror story. "Your heads in whirl! And you feel as light as a feather. Before you know it, you're walking on air. And then you know what?"

"You caught in a loop! And you've completely lost your head!" Kouga butted in.

Miroku starred at the two with a face full of confusion and frustration. He shook his head and leaned against the bunks.

"You guys are so full of it," he mumbled. "Where did you get that anyways? I know you guys aren't creative enough to figure something like that out."

"Bambi," Inuyasha said matter-of-factly. "Duh. Have you not seen "Bambi" or something? It's a classic Miroku."

"Sorry, that show scared the crap out of me and couldn't get past the part when Bambi's mom died," Miroku answered. "How did you memorize all of that anyways?"

"I'm a singer, Miroku, I always memorize things," Inuyasha said. "But you're getting of topic my love sick friend."

"I'm not in love," Miroku said putting his hand to his forehead obviously frustrated with Inuyasha.

"Then why are you so nice to her?" Inuyasha asked.

"I'm just being polite."

"Liar," Inuyasha smirked. "You are in L O V E."

Miroku just glared at Inuyasha. He wasn't sure what to say at the moment. Maybe he was in love? That was impossible. He'd only known her for a few weeks in the first place. So how could he be in love?

"Inuyasha, even if I was in love, why would you care in the first place?"

"Because then our trio would be down to two," Inuyasha explained.

"What makes you think that?" Miroku asked him.

"Once a girl comes into a guys life, especially a guy like you, she always comes before the band. Soon, there will be no band left," Inuyasha continued. "So if you fall in love it's almost guaranteed that you'll want the best for your little lover bunny. So you'll just forget about us."

Miroku seemed to be staring into space for a moment. He didn't think he'd ever forget about the band. He was certain he wouldn't. Inuyasha was just full of crap. He was just jealous of Miroku.

"Inuyasha, let's just drop the subject for now, ok?" Miroku asked as politely as he possibly could at the moment.

Inuyasha just rolled his eyes at the love struck bassist and disappeared into the dark corners of his bunk.

Kagome, Ayame, and Sango had found their way to a small, but suitable, mall and were searching all the stores for some interesting items. They had soon stumbled across one store that had some of the strangest clothes they had ever seen. So they walked inside to see what they could find.

Sango was the first to stumble upon something she liked. It was a black and pink striped tee shirt with nothing really special about it. She just happened to like it a lot. Then she decided to see if there were any pants to go with it or something. After looking through a pile of jeans she managed to find some black capri's with strings to tie the bottoms as high or low as you wanted. With a cheerful smile Sango walked over to the dressing room to try on her clothes.

Kagome and Ayame weren't having as much luck. Sure the found a bunch of stuff they liked but they would always point out some kind of flaw in each others choice of clothing.

"Hey guys! What do you think?" Sango's voice came from behind the two.

"Wow, Sango. How come you find all the good stuff?" Ayame asked.

Sango spun around proudly in her pink and black striped shirt, black capri's, and pink converse she had quickly added to the outfit. She smiled brightly at the two girls who still couldn't understand her extremely good mood. Most days Sango was the last one to choose something to wear. She was always very picky, but not today.

"Sango, you're sure in a good mood today," Kagome pointed out finally.

"Yeah, did we miss something? Yesterday you were just as angry as we were and now you're on cloud nine," Ayame added.

"I am?" Sango asked twirling her hair around her pointer finger.

"Yeah, what happened? Did we miss something?" Kagome asked her friend.

"Well... uh," Sango stumbled with her words for a bit and then spoke up again. "Why don't I get you guys some clothes for the next concert? My treat!"

Kagome and Ayame raised an eyebrow at Sango suspiciously. Sango was defiantly hiding something, but what?

"Sango, you're not telling us something," Kagome said smoothly.

"What do you mean?" Sango replied.

Kagome and Ayame just stared at her with one of those "don't try and hide it" looks until Sango finally gave in.

"Ok, fine," she said. "I'll tell you after we get some food, ok? But first pick something out."