(Kohaku's pov)
"Father, shouldn't Sister and Miroku-sama be back now?" I ask "It's been a week and they're still not back."
"Yes, they probably should be." Father says with a worried look "It's beginning to concern me."
Father holds my hand and I follow him. We walk over to the Forgery, where we make our weapons and armor, and he turns to me and smiles. I wonder just what it is that he's planning. He turn away without a word and brings over a locked chest. I can't see what's inside but something tells me it's mine. Why else would he bring me over here and open a chest without letting me see as if it were a secret? Okay, he could just be trusting me with a secret or a family heirloom or memoir of some sort.
"Kohaku," He says, holding something behind his back "I believe that it is time for you to start your training as a demon slayer. You are rather intelligent for your age, but that's a good thing. It means that the heir to the village is ready to take on larger responsibility, and that means you shall be ready sooner. Kohaku, here is your weapon, and your uniform. Treat them well."
"Thank you father," I say, holding my arms out in front of me as he places them in them "Does this mean you're sending me out after sister?"
"Yes Kohaku." Father says looking me straight in my eyes "You only have a day to do the basic training. After that just don't do anything stupid, more or less don't do anything your sister would do in face of a more powerful enemy. She's jumped straight into battle before as if she had a death wish. Tomorrow we shall do the basic training and then the day after that, you must find them. They set out towards the west,s o the next two villages in that direction should be the best bet."
"Okay father. I will do my very best." I raise my head as I say this to show that I have no fear at being so young yet set with such a large task "And may I just say that she's always done that, and so have you."
"Good." He says "It's getting late though so you should get some rest. And remember, your mother would be very proud of you and she still is up in heaven."
"I know father, I know..." I whisper as I carry my new uniform home "I just wish I knew her better..."
(Miroku's pov)
Dozing off I find myself back in a strange dream once more. This time, my mother is speaking to me. I can't hear her though, for some reason all of her words are just indistinguishable noises! I walk towards her but I get no closer. So I start to run. I'm running towards her, almost there! Then I fall. Falling down, down, down. Farther and farther until I can see the ground beneath me. Just as I'm about to hit the ground I wake up.
I jerk my head up after nearly dying in my sleep, sweating and panting as if I really did run that length and fallen from that height. I glance down at Sango to find she's not there anymore. Is she okay? What happened to her? I guess I just have to find out for myself and go and find her. Opening the door I see someone's outline in the room across the hall, apparently awake. I walk across the hall to the room. I glance around and I recognize it as the room I was in when I arrived here. That must mean the room was free then and probably is now. Through the darkness I recognize the form of Sango, hunched over and busying herself with something or other.
"Sango?" I call out as quiet as I could "Is that you?"
"Yeah, it's me." She whispers back "I got up and I couldn't fall back to sleep, and I didn't want to disturb you so I came in here."
"I woke up and I wondered where you were." I say, relief almost making me sigh "You had me worried there for a moment. What're you doing?"
"Just tending to Hiraikotsu. It got damaged in the last battle, so I decided to fix it up a bit and just care for it just a little." She replies, standing up "Since we're both awake, why don't we go for a walk around the grounds? I don't think the monks at the temple would mind if we just look around."
"I agree. I see no way how a walk would be of any harm. In fact I believe it would help clear our minds." I say, reaching out to hold her hand "I can tell something's troubling you. Do you want to talk about it?"
She accepts the offer to hold hands "I don't know if it'll help much but I won't know if I don't try" She sighs "It's my brother. I have a bad feeling about him right now. It's as if he's coming here. Following us. Not yet but soon. He'll catch up with us and then he'll be in grave danger. Things like this have happened to me in the past.
(Sango's pov)
"It's okay Sango. Even if Kohaku does end up with us we will do everything we can to protect him." Miroku says as he puts his arm around me "I promise."
"Miroku...Thank you." I whisper as we arrive at the exit "I could never thank you enough."
We step outside and I feel relieved to be out in the open air again. I'm not used to sleeping inside because in my home village I took to laying under a tree in the center of the village and sleeping outside. All of a sudden I feel an evil presence seeping slowly into the grounds. I turn to Miroku to see him grasping the prayer beads on his right hand and wrist. Looking back to the place where the aura seeping in I see a demon. Not a particularly strong one, but it has a lot of energy. And bad energy at that. Being slower than usual, I don't react on time and the demon pounces on me, pinning me down. I don't see really what happens next, but I hear Miroku yelling "Wind Tunnel" and the demon is ripped off me. I get up to see Miroku putting the beads back onto his right hand.
"What the hell was that!?" I yell
"A Wind Tunnel." Miroku replies calmly "An air void in my right hand that leads to nowhere."
Sorry for the over-sized chapter everyone, but I need to incorporate 3 points of view now, so expect them to be longer. I find the ending of this one was much more dramatic than the others, but that's good right? Well, see ya'll later. Read on!