Chapter 26
"Inuyasha, I think I'm in love." Miroku's voice sighed dreamily.
"Hm?" Inuyasha's eye cracked open and he rubbed it disorientingly. He had been sleeping quietly and dreaming. A good dream, with Kagome. Just the two of them, having a lovely picnic. And he put his head on her lap, and she leaned down to whisper something, and - Inuyasha sat up ramrod straight. Wait, Miroku? What the hell was he doing here? "Miroku!"
"Ah," Miroku sighed again, oblivious to his friend's distress. "She is like a goddess, lovely and untouchable, beautiful and serene, voluptuous and sensual, smart and,"
"Aw, shut up Miroku. What the hell are you doing sitting on my hospital bed? Why aren't you in yours?" What really irked him more was that it was the same spot that Kagome had sat on the day before. He could still smell her scent.
"Why, my injury was always better than yours," he started.
"Liar," Inuyasha muttered, "you were the one that needed surgery."
"Well, I didn't go traipsing around the day after, demon regeneration or not. Oh, that's right," Miroku's face turned serious, "I came here to warn you, Inuyasha. When I was walking down the hall, fallowing a dear acquaintance of mine,"
"You mean, ogling somebody's butt?"
Miroku ignored the interruption, "I happened to see a man that both you and I knew very well right before I saw my gorgeous, invaluable, irreplaceable, feisty - "
"Get on with it already!"
"Eh? Oh yes. Inuyasha," he said grimly, "I saw your brother."
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