There was a shared silence between the two, but Koga could here the slightly labored breathing of Kohana as she led him away from her grove. He continued to follow her as she led him though trees and brush.

Where the hell is she taking me? he thought impatiently. She stopped and parted the branches of a nearby bush to allow him through. He trudged past her into another grove much like her home except for one thing. This place had the feeling of earth magic.

Trees surrounded the clearing blocking off all view from the outside and the only entrance was the bush he had just entered through. Moss carpeted the ground and herbs and flowers grew on the ground, on the trees, everywhere there was earth. Nestled in the corner was a small source of water, a pond only two feet wide. Kohana glided past him, settling on a rock next to the water while Koga leaned against the nearby wall.

"So, what do you want?" he said, glaring a little at her. Her expression was emotionless, portraying no emotion. She remained quiet for several minutes.

"The question is," she said, "what do you want?" Her expression never changed.

"What are you talking about?" Koga said in annoyance, "What do I have to do with Amaya?" Kohana narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Don't fool around with me…" she said in a low voice, "You've been near her cave. The soil on your pelt is consistent to the soil on those cliffs." She smiled mischievously. "You like her…don't you?" she said in a playful voice. Koga felt his face turn slightly red.

"Do not!" he yelled, "So what if I've been around the general area! I-" He tried to find a good excuse, "-I heard Naraku was around there!" Kohana raised her eyebrows slightly before standing.

"Whatever you say," she said, brushing dirt off her clothes, "We should get back before something happens…" She parted the to allow him through, grinning as he left.

He so likes her, she thought with a smile.

"Ginta, I'm not sure we should do this…"

"She started it by tricking us that once! We should get back at her!"

"What if she wakes up?"

"She won't-" Amaya's eyes snapped open, only to see Ginta and Hakkaku's faces above her. She saw Ginta holding a brush, black ink about to drip down onto her face. Both of them gulped. "Uh oh…" Ginta managed to say before Amaya started yelling at them.

"What the hell do you think your doing with that ink?" She screamed, hitting both of them on the heads, they fell to the ground, hands up defensively. Amaya started to jump out of bed, looking down at the two of them.

"You stay right where you are Amaya," came a female voice, "I swear that your one of the worst people I've ever taken care of…" Amaya looked up suddenly.

"Kohana!" she yelled. As she tried to get up, Kohana glided over and pushed her back down. She smirked at her friend.

"Sit," she said, "stay…good Amaya…" Amaya playfully punched her friends' shoulder. In response, Kohana bent over to look at Amaya. "You get yourself in a lot of trouble, don't you?" she said, "You'll have to stay here for two days at the least before you go home…" Amaya sighed.

"Fine," she said. She spotted Koga standing beside the cowering Ginta and Hakkaku. She was confused, as he seemed to look away bashfully. "Why are you guys here?" she asked. Ginta glared p at her.

"Helping your sorry butt…" he snorted. Koga glared down at him and he quickly added, "We always help one of our sisters…" Amaya smiled warmly.

"Well…" she said. Koga pulled Hakkaku and Ginta up by their elbows and spoke up.

"We have to leave." He grabbed one of the packs on the floor; "We have to get back to our tribe soon…" Amaya almost called after him as he turned and left. When Ginta and Hakkaku followed after him, the Glade became silent and still. Amaya looked down at her hands, biting her lower lip and feeling a drop of blood wash over her tongue. Kohana placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and smiled.

"I have an idea…" she said, "But you'll have to wait till you leave here…" Amaya looked up at her.

Koga leaned against the wall of the cave, dozing slightly as other wolf demons talked around him. But no matter how he tried, Amaya kept popping into his head. Her and Kohana, her falling in the storm, and her with Satoshi that one morning; all of them with someone she knew. He kept shifting his head from side to side, unable to sleep at all. One of his brothers standing nearby noticed.

"Something wrong, Koga?" he asked. Koga opened one of his eyes and closed it again. He forgot that Ginta and Hakkaku were out hunting with some of the others.

"Nah…" he replied, "Just not tired…" It had been four days since he had seen Amaya; two were spent traveling and the other two were spent hunting for his own tribe. He had decided to take a day off to rest.

Why the hell can't I sleep! He thought, It's as if I hate barely knowing Amaya, and it's driving me mad…He grabbed some meat nearby that was left over from before, tearing at it with his teeth. As soon as he finished, he heard some sort of commotion from the entrance, where several of his brothers were gathered around. He shrugged it off until he heard a female voice yell:

"I told you! I'm here to see Koga!" He stood up suddenly, partly jogging to the entrance and shoving aside several of the wolf demons already there. Amaya had her arms crossed over her chest and was glaring at one of the men nearby. All of her wolves were there with her as well. Nyoko hid behind Amaya's legs, Nami was trying to play with one of the wolves nearby, and Satoshi stood next to Amaya, growling at the other wolves.

The remaining demons in front of Koga moved out of the way, allowing Koga to walk forward. Amaya's glare softened and Satoshi stopped growling as he approached. He stopped in front of her, some of his own wolves following behind him. One of the men nearby looked between them.

"Who's she Koga?" he asked. Several of the others nodded and spoke up in agreement. Koga turned his head towards them.

"Our sister Amaya," he said, "from the eastern tribe." Several started muttering among themselves, some not trying to keep at all quiet.

"Eastern? I thought that tribe was found slaughtered?"

"That's what I heard…I thought they were all killed though."

"Yeah. How can she be from the eastern tribe?" Amaya looked at the crowd, who immediately quieted. Her feet shuffled slightly as she looked up at Koga. Satoshi nudged her hand.

"Umm…" she started, "Hi…" Koga scowled.

"How did you find us?" he asked, "What did you do? Follow us?" Amaya snorted and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah," she said sarcastically, "I followed you for four days when I couldn't even walk…" Some of the wolf demons nearby glared at her since she was mocking Koga slightly. "Of course not!" she continued, "Kohana sent something to follow you and mark the trail…I followed two days ago." She looked around nervously at Koga's tribe, seeing their glaring faces.

"Umm…" she said, "Do you mind if we talk somewhere else?" Koga started to say that she could talk right there, but he noticed how nervous she seemed around them. He nodded and led her back through the waterfall, half the tribe grumbling in protest.

I LIVE! Amaya Lives once again! Happy, Mako-Chan!

Anyways...sorry about the long wait for an update you guys/girls (if their is someone besides EnduranceInTribulation paying attention to this story) I was having Major writers block on this and had to write my ideas for Carnations Voice (Naruto Fanfic) and Arsela (Original story by me) so I didn't forget them... I hope this begins to move the story at a slightly faster pace since I only have 6 months left (in the story line, that is)to write the rest. It may go a little faster than my other story, but I won't rush the story either. I'll explain some things about Amaya in the next chapters' Author's Note! See you then!

I'll try to write more soon! If you want me to continue this story, please Review and tell me! (Though I know You do EnduranceInTribulation...)

-Kyra Odayashi

Reviews: (Well...I only got one...)

EnduranceInTribulation- Wow...that's your longest review yet. You beat your record (Good for you!).And your opinion does count! It's the only one I've got on this so it's the best! And don't worry about the rant, I do that to...alot...except I yell into a pillow as well as type it...(sweatdrop). And yeah, I even cry at some of the sad scenes in my own story. I had a really hard time typing the massacre because I was crying to much (Another Sweatdrop). In fact, I think that this story is the saddest, because of what you'll find out and what will happen in future chapters.