A/N: MEEP, now onto the romance and drama of the situation. You guys get two chapters for being patient. Thanks for sticking with me guys, I love you all.

-CHAPTER 6-

"The Beginning of All Ends"

Birds chirped in the nearby woods while two thick beams of soft morning sunlight poured gently onto the face of a sleeping hanyou. One amber eye opened in the sunlight.

Where am I, he thought

Slowly both eyes opened as the hanyou got up and looked around. He was in a small shack and apparently had been sleeping on the ground in just the right position so that the sunlight beamed in on him.

Probably a shed or something, no way this is big enough to even be considered a home!, He thought looking around at the incredibly unkempt size and structure of the ram shackled building that he was in.

"Good Morning Inuyasha", a soft voice from behind him called, "Sleep well?"

Inuyasha turned to find himself staring at a fully clothed Miroku standing just above him smiling, staff in hand. But, wait, LAST NIGHT! Inuyasha panicked and looked down, to find that he was clothed in his white under garments.

"Are you going to sleep all day?", Miroku said bending over and extending a soft hand towards Inuyasha.

Inuyasha slowly remembered the past nights affairs and blushed hardly. Miroku bent down and looked at Inuyasha hardly, purple eyes sparkling with concern he spoke with soft words.

"Is something wrong?"

Inuyasha stared at him before moving upwards to a sitting position, stretching a fake smile across his lips to show a little fang, eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Oh come on Miroku you cant tell me you don't remember last night, why wouldn't I be tired?".

Miroku's face suddenly became puzzled and intense.

"Last night?", he questioned, "nothing happened last night, just an ordinary night, do you remember differently?".

Suddenly Inuyasha was hit, like a smack on the face.

He doesn't remember! He doesn't remember anything?!

"But… but…", Inuyasha stammered, "last night and the other night!".

"Other night?", Miroku puzzled, "What other night?".

"Tuesday, you came and got me in the middle of the night and I… I…", Inuyasha stammered a little and blushed slightly.

"Uhmmmm…", Miroku paused, "Tuesday hasn't happened yet.".

"What!", Inuyasha spat jumping up in anger, "What do you mean "Tuesday hasn't happened yet"!"

"I mean exactly what I said, Tuesday hasn't happened yet.", Miroku said unbending and standing up.

This wasn't happening! He…he… he loved Miroku…then…why…

Inuyasha's eyes slowly widened as something Miroku had said to him came rushing back…

"a curse that states that darkness will envelope the land and destruction and chaos will be brought about after peace is instilled unless the power two is brought together, but we don't know what it means, however, we do know that there are supposed to be those who try to stop us from correcting the curse…just like our struggle with Naraku"

Could this be the effects of that someone who was trying to stop us from ending the curse?

No! this wasn't happening! It wasn't! no, no, no…NO!

Slowly Miroku turned and walked towards the door, pushing it aside and leaving Inuyasha behind.

Inuyasha's world was melting away, turning to white,

"NO! NO! NO! Don't… NO! Don't leave me!", Inuyasha yelled. But even as he did he couldn't hear himself or anything, slowly he felt the corners of his eyes burn and his throat become increasingly tight. Slowly he ran after Miroku into the white nothingness, but even as he did he got nowhere.

"NO! NO! NO, NO!"

"Inuyasha! Inuyasha! Wake up!...Wake up!"

Slowly Inuyasha felt himself falling from his white world drifting back to the world he knew. Opening his eyes he looked through the tears in his eyes to find himself staring at the watery outline of a very worried Kagome, Sango, Shippou, and Miroku.

"Wh…wh…", Inuyasha stammered.

"Are you ok Inuyasha?", Kagome looked at him fiercely and worriedly.

"I…I…", Inuyasha felt an unstoppable wave of tears about to rush over him. "Yea, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?", Kagome asked worriedly making a move to comfort the seemingly pained hanyou from his horrible nightmare.

"I'm fine! Don't touch me!", he spat looking around, trying to discern the situation he was in now.

Inuyasha jumped up and started to head towards the door, ignoring the very hurt look on Kagome's face.

"Inuyasha!", a firm voice called, gluing him somehow to his spot, "I think you need to come with me!".

"Miroku!", Inuyasha turned and faced an approaching monk who looked very serious, "Not now!".

"Inuyasha", Suddenly Miroku's voice grew softer, and more understanding. Inuyasha was slowly getting a little weaker at the softness in his voice, his body and mind Giving in, giving up his angry, rage. Slowly Inuyasha made a nod in Miroku's direction who smiled slightly and nodded as well, starting to walk in his direction.

"Sango, Shippou, Kagome", Miroku said while putting a hand on the weakening hanyou, "Get Kaede and meet us back here in about thirty-minutes, I think it may have started".

"But, where are you…"

"Go!", Miroku said, his purple eyes turning to briefly sever the question the young school girl was about to ask.

"But…"

"NO! Now!", Miroku yelled leading the emotionally-unstable hanyou through the bamboo flap of a door, leaving the three stunned people behind with a small task and no answer as to where he and the other man were heading.

Inuyasha was being steered down the steps and away from the shack where they had been sleeping for the past few days. But Miroku wasn't steering him towards Kaede's hut instead he was steering him into the nearby thicket of woods. It was morning but it felt like afternoon. It was a pleasant day but very cloudy, probably likely to rain sometime soon. Slowly he and Miroku made their way on into the woods, until Miroku Stopped, leaving Inuyasha standing quietly and dumbstruck.

Inuyasha looked around his mind spinning. What had happened, had last night happened at all?. He wasn't too sure, he wasn't sure of anything. Maybe this was fate's way of telling him that his dreams were impossible, maybe this was a sign that he had to stop it now, but

"Sit!", Miroku said motioning toward the ground as he obeyed his own command as well. Inuyasha complied almost as if it were Kagome who had said it.

"I want you to tell me EXACTLY what you saw, before you tell Kaede!".

Slowly Inuyasha's eyes filled with tears, trying to hide his face Inuyasha started to lift his robes to silently mop the tears from his eyes.

"Stop trying to hide your pain from me Inuyasha, haven't you figured it out yet, from now on, your problems are mine as well!"

"Mi…roku….",

Inuyasha looked back towards the monk, his soft face and eyes sparkling with concern and tension. Why? Why was this…happening to him…

"Inuyasha", Miroku said almost whisperingly as he moved forward putting a hand on his shoulder, "don't hide it, or, just like before, it might become a memory."

Slowly Inuyasha turned to face Miroku, before the monk pulled him into a soft embrace.

Before? What had happened Before?

Slowly an image came to Inuyasha along with a memory, casting a slight smile across the hanyou's face. A mossy tree base, the sound of the babbling summer waters, the glowing fireflies that seemed to hover at the very peacefulness of the night, then a new picture came into his mind, a picture that seemed to add on to the dream that he had had before. Slowly Miroku's face came into view, sitting beside him, soft words enchanting his mind, then…, what?

Inuyasha pulled out of the embrace at the black image that appeared in place of a memory he knew he was supposed to have.

"Miroku, have you been having the dream?"

The monk's eyes drifted uncertainly, his mouth apparently not wanting to respond to his brains command.

"The one about the bank side?", Miroku said cautiously, eyes darting slightly.

"Yes", Inuyasha replied, "that one".

Slowly Miroku's eyes drifted back to Inuyasha's, "I…I cant remember anything…".

"Neither can I…".

Miroku looked a little disappointed at these words but then answered a little quicker than Inuyasha was expecting.

"What happened last night…wasn't a dream Inuyasha, you drifted off to sleep so I dressed you and carried you back saying that you had collapsed from being so tired, but whatever dream you had, involved me didn't it."

Inuyasha nodded, the tension in the air growing.

"Then, it truly has…begun…"

.T.