Mangalover: When I'm excited have this bad habit of making this really high-pitched squeal and I've been reading all of the reviews you guys have been sending me and have been squealing all day and my best friend has threaten me that if I don't stop, she'll stomp on my computer. So for the sake of all of you and my story I have to find a new way of expressing my happiness. SQUEAL. Special thanks to XxX-ex-no-XxX for being my first reviewer. Ok on with the story.

Chapter 10:

Miroku drove another 30 minutes before reaching the Wind Kingdom; making a right and traveled along side a riverbank. He went through iron-rod gates before stopping in front of his childhood home. He parked in one of the two garages. Getting out, he walked towards the door that connected to the house, leading to the laundry room. He made a left walking towards the staircase to go up to room and settle for the night. He stopped when he saw light coming from the kitchen. He looked down at his wristwatch: 10:55 pm. must be Mom. He thought. It wasn't unusual for her to come down at night to fix her something to eat after she had come back from one of her shows. Cara Usagi Sauna was a world-renown fashion designer. With her unique style; from formal wear to casual, classy to sassy, professional but full of flavor, Cara Usagi's (she kept her maiden name because her career started before she got married) clothing line could be found at any store on any rack. He heard a soft giggle coming from inside. Wonder what's she's doing? he thought as he pushed opened the swinging door;

"OH MY GODS!!! MY EYES!!! IT BURNS!!!" Miroku yelled at the top of his lungs. It was a reflex I mean, what would you do if you just caught your mom and dad almost having sex in the kitchen? And on the TABLE for crying out loud. Miroku quickly turned his head to the side, keeping his eyes busy on anything but what he just now witness. Miroku's dad, Demetri, quickly moved off his wife while Cara busied herself trying to button her white silk blouse.

"Miroku, sweetie what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school?" Cara eased herself off the table. Miroku shook his head. This day just couldn't get any worst.

"We had a meeting at Yasha's house and I knew you'd be back home so I just came to see you." he replied never looking at her.

"Aww… sweetheart, that's so thoughtful of you." Cara started to walk over to him but Miroku took a step back before she got any closer.

"Mom, no offense, but I don't want you to touch me. I just saw you half naked and seeing the two of you almost doing it is going to scar me for life." He finally got found the nerve to look up at his parents, "the kitchen? Really? Out of all the bedrooms in the house, you guys pick the kitchen and on the table no less. I mean come on, I eat on that. I'll never look at this room the same way again. Ya'll are going have to burn that table." he said, well, more like yelled. His dad smiled, scratching the back of his head.

"Well, we did do it in every room in this house. We're just repeating our list for the third time." Miroku paled as his mouth hung opened. His mother turned around, giving her husband a stern look.

"Shut up Demertri." she said through her teeth.

"Every room? Inclu…. Miroku gulped. "Including my room?" Miroku's breathing was labored as he tried not and I mean not imagine his parents in his room. His mother turned back around to face him, with a guilty look on her face.

"Well you were gone on that camping trip with the boys that one time and your father had his hands all over…"

"Oh My Gods! I can't believe you two! My room! Mine? How do you expect me to sleep in there now knowing that…" he couldn't even finish his sentence; it was too horrifying.

"You've slept in it before. And besides we didn't do it on your bed, just the wall." his father explained. This is where he gets his perverted personality from.

"Oh yeah that makes it better." he sarcastically said. "I'm going to bed." he finally said turning around to leave.

"Oh Miroku…" he cut his mother off

"Mom, I really don't wanna hear it. I've had a really bad day and this was the icing on the cake. I'm just going to go to my room and go to bed and try not to imagine what you and Dad did in there. G'night." he shuddered at all the images that were going through his mind as he passed every room.

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Meanwhile, far far away from the Great Kingdoms were three figures running through the dark forest. They stopped after reaching their destination; one of them walked over to a specific tree, feeling around the trunk for a certain spot.

"Hurry the fuck up." one of them spat harshly.

"Shut up. It's hard to find it in the dark." his hand suddenly stopped. "Found it." he said pressing the hollow spot; the piece of bark sunk into the tree. A large area of grass rose up, revealing an underground passage. The dark figures went down the stairs; the hidden door closing behind them. The hallway was well lit as they walked towards the door at the end. The figure pulled off his glove and placed his thumb on the key pad. The light above the door turned from red to green; as it opened itself they stepped inside. The room resembled a penthouse apartment, minus the windows, with plush carpets and fancy expensive furniture. You would think that a business man lived here instead of infamous demon hunters. Hunter #1 held #2 up for support as they stepped off the threshold and to one of the couches. #1 grunted as he was laid down, he was gray and shivering from the large amount of blood that he'd lost.

"You're tracking blood." a monotone voice said. They didn't need to look to know who it was.

"No shit Sherlock. Now come over here and heal me." The young girl stood there for another minute before taking her sweet time over to the bleeding man. She kneeled down on the floor in front of him placing her hands above the gapping hole; both hand glowed a bright pale purple. #2 yanked off his mask and growled.

"Where the fuck is the Oracle?" he directed his attention to Kanna. She was the youngest in the group, with long white hair, skin and eyes. She was the reason why they had gotten so close to the Lightening barrier; being able to shield their scents so that the demons wouldn't be able to detect them.

"She's in her room." she replied never looking up. #1 groaned as he could slowly feel his wound slowly healing; regaining his strength.

"All done" Kanna announced with no emotion. "I'd suggest that you don't do any training for awhile unless you want to have internal bleeding." she then walked over to the female hunter to heal her as well. #1 pulled off his mask and rolled his eyes

"Whatever." he mumbled "Kagura, call and tell him what happened." Kagura sucked her teeth but did as she was told. "Kanna go get the Oracle." he ordered. Kanna was silent as she left the room. Kagura lifted the phone to her ear as she listened for the dial tone; it only rang once before getting picked up.

"We failed Sir; we were unable to kill neither the Dog demon nor the Wind half- demon. We had some interference but…the voice cut her off.

"How incompetent can you all be?" he snapped. "I pay you a abundance of money, give you the best weapons money can buy, I even gifted wrapped the Oracle for you and you can't kill four demon!?"

"Sir…"

"I need them eliminated so I can take over the demon Kingdoms. If you fail me again I'll kill you all. Understood?"

"Yes sir." Kagura obediently said. The phone hung up in her ear. Kagura slammed the receiver back on its base. Just then Kanna came back out, the Oracle behind her. She had long black hair that passed her waist, pale skin and black eyes. She donned a white long sleeved dress that touched her ankles and was bare footed at the moment.

"You didn't tell us we were going to fail. The ebony haired man snapped.

"I told you when the demons would be alone. I assumed you could handle the rest. Kikyo said in a serene voice. The dark haired man stood up, grabbing her right arm.

"You lied to us. Stop fucking around." he emphasized his statement by squeezing her arm tightly.

"As long as you pay me, I will not lie. Weren't the demons at the specific place that I had foreseen, at the exact time and date?" no one answered. "Now please refrain from touching me." she said looking down at his hand. He slowly released his grip; she smoothed out her sleeve.

"As I said before, the Great Kingdoms will fall once the Noblemen are destroyed."

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Beep Beep Beep Beep Bee…

Miroku hit the 'off' button on his alarm clock. He turned his head to see what time it was; he groaned 5:45 am; he closed his eyes for another minute before throwing his sheets off him. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he stretching out his arms and back. He walked over to his bathroom to take a shower. After about 15 minutes he got out, hooking a towel around his waist; dying his hair with another towel while brushing his teeth. Walking out he made a beeline for his closet, choosing a dark purple shirt, black jeans and Nikes, and a black fleece jacket with a silver pattern decorating both sleeves and back. His mother designed it herself. After getting completely dressed he went downstairs to get something to eat. He stopped just short in front of the door; closing his eyes and taking a breath he opened the door very slowly.

"Morning sweetie." his mother greeted. Miroku let out a sigh of relief before walking over.

"Good morning Mom." he gave her a peck on the cheek before searching the cabinets.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked

"I've had better." Miroku turned back around, holding a bowl and a box of Frosted Flakes. He looked at his mom who has the look of an apology on her face.

"It's ok Mom. I'll be fine" they smiled at each other. He set the items on the table; turning around to get the milk and a spoon. Sitting down across from his mom, who was drinking coffee and eating sliced apples. He started to eat as well. He looked up Miroku smiled; he could see why his father chose her; She was very beautiful. She had golden blond hair that passed her shoulders currently styled in loose curls; eyes the color of whiskey and a full mouth that was covered in light pink lip gloss. She had sun kissed skin and a slender body, which was covered in a peach wrap dress wearing the only jewelry that she never took off: diamonds in her ears, a small golden rose hanging from a thin chain around her neck and her engagement and wedding ring. Her mating mark, the symbol of the Wind Kingdom, which was a spiral circle was above her collar bone. Not only did she have beauty but brains and talent; Graduating top 5 of her class in college she went off to design school, against her parents wishes who wanted her to go to law school instead. Now she has clothing stores all over the city including New York, London, Paris and now Milan. She's a great businesswoman, mother, wife and friend.

"Izayoi called. She told me what you all are up against." Miroku got up to put the bowl in the sink.

"Don't worry Mom. I'll be fine." he reassured her.

"You can't tell a mother not to worry about her child. It's instinct." Cara let out a sigh. "I'm proud of you Miroku for achieving your goal in becoming a Nobleman but I just can't bear to lose you." Miroku wrapped his arm around her laying his head on top of hers. That simple gesture said all the words that didn't need to be spoken aloud.

"I love you Mom." he said, giving her a final squeeze.

"I love you too." she titled her head up to kiss him on the cheek. "Now hurry up and get to school before you're late." Miroku rolled his eyes but smiled.

"Yes ma'am."

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"Inuyasha?…Inuyasha wake up."

He grunted, turning on his side "5 more minutes."

"That's what you said 5 minutes ago. Now get up." Shippo demanded, shoving him hard. Inuyasha pushed back, knocking him on the floor.

"Go away." he mumbled. Shippo huffed, dusting off his clothes. Mom asked him to get Inuyasha up before he was late; he left the room for a minute.

He can be such a pain Inuyasha thought. Shippo came into their lives 4 years ago; after his parents died in a car crash, Inuyasha's mother had adopted him. At first they couldn't stand each other but over time their brotherly bond grew, he was still a pain but he loved him. Shippo came back, climbed up on the bed and stood over Inuyasha.

"Bro, get up in 5 seconds or else." he warned counting down "5, 4, 3, 2,…"

"Or what?"

"…1!" Shippo poured a big bucket of ice cold water on him.

"AHHHHH!!" Inuyasha jumped back hitting his head on the backboard. "OW!" he yelled rubbing the back of his head. He growled at Shippo who had humor in his green eyes.

"I told you to get up." he said smiling; backing away.

"I'm going to kill you." He bared his teeth slowly getting up; Shippo felt like his prey.

"Hey if I didn't get you up, you'd be even more late than you already are." he tried to defend himself for his actions. Inuyasha stopped and looked clock 7:15a m. Shit. Class started in 15 minutes and he was 30 minutes away from the school.

"What about Sess, Kouga, and Bank?" he said, scrambling out of bed.

"They left without you, said it was your damn fault for staying up late."

"Fucking bastards." Inuyasha yelled as he went into the bathroom.

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I walked out of the shower, rubbed the steam off the mirror and looked at my reflection and slightly jumped; I'd forgotten to turn 'on' my disguise so I was looking at my demon self. I pretty much looked the same but a few things were different: I had emerald green eyes instead of chocolate, a blue diamond shape mark underneath my bangs, and my hair reached down to my waist; a small black dragon was in the middle of throat. I picked up a lock of hair and studied it; it was black at the top but coming down towards the middle it turned into blue then curling into deep red at the ends. That was the downside of being a female dragon, while the males' hair stayed at on color, all females had multi-colored hair but I loved it any ways. I closed my eyes for a second and concentrated; when I opened them again I was back to my 'normal' self; I walked out of the bathroom to my room to get dressed. I chose a burnt orange T-shirt, dark green fitted jeans, and gold Timberlands; when I left, Sango was sitting on the couch with her design folder in her hand; Kirara was sleeping on the arm of the couch.

"Morning." she greeted.

"Morning. I thought you didn't have your design class till later." I watched as she colored in on of the drawings

"Um…I won't have Chemistry for awhile since I blew up the lab so the school bumped up my design class first period." she explained. I shrugged my shoulders. Sango was an aspiring designer; half of her wardrobe was filled with her wonderful creations. Sango looked down at her watch before standing up, closing her folder and tucking it under her arm.

"We better get going." she said walking towards the door.

"Um…you go on ahead I wanna do something first." I said grabbing a orange out of the basket. She raised an eyebrow before shrugging her shoulders.

"Ok see ya later." She closed the door behind her. I waited a minute before rubbing Kirara behind the ears and walked out the door. I pressed the 'up' button on the elevator and rocked on the back of my heels.

Ding

I got off I walked over to the door '5A' before knocking. I wanted to see if Inuyasha wanted to walk with to class together. I frowned when no answer came. Nobody's home. I thought. Oh well maybe another time. Off to English.

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Ayame Stone sat in English class writing down what the teacher had written on the board. Class hadn't started yet but she wanted to get a head start anyways. She stopped in mid sentence when she felt eyes on her; she turned around to lock eyes with Kouga who had been staring at her ever since came into the room. Ayame blushed and smiled before turning back around. Kouga was one row over and one seat back away from her but her still had a good view of her. He'd never anyone as gorgeous as her; a brown butterfly clip held her red up off her slender neck. His eyes went down to her face; She had exotic green eyes, long eyelashes, a petite nose and a small mouth. His eyes continued to wander; looking down at her white V neck top, with scattered blue flowers. It fitted her body perfectly; drifting down to the curve of her breast, flat stomach, and waist. She was wearing dark brown capris and sandals; He could stare at her for hours.

Ayame repeatedly tapped her pencil on her notebook; a force of habit she had ever since she could learn to write. She accidentally loosed her grip and it flew out of her hand.

"Oops." she said as she turned around to retrieve it. She watched as Kouga picked it up off the floor, handing it back to.

"Here you go." Ayame blushed slightly again as she reached for her pencil.

"Thanks…um.."

"Kouga. And you?" he asked smiling.

"I'm…" she turned her head as the door opened, Kagome stepping inside.

"Kagome over here." Ayame said waving her arm to get her attention.

"Hey Ayame. I didn't know you were in here." she exclaimed sitting down at the desk in front of her. Her name's Ayame. That's pretty." Kouga thought.

"I just got my schedule changed so I could have this class first." both girls started to engage into a conversation, forgetting all about Kouga.

"Alright enough talking. Pay attention." the teacher announced. Everyone turned around and faced forward. English became Kouga's favorite class.

TBC

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