Disclaimer. I don't own anything. YET! but once I take over the world, I can gaurantee a country to the next ten reviewers. Just tell me which county you want.

Yeah.

I am insane.

On with the story.


Later that night...

"So what the hell are we going to do with her?" yelled an angry Tasuki.

"Shut up and keep your voice down! I have a MIGRANE!" yelled an equally angry Mitako.

Tasuki glared and she glared back.

"So what are we going to do with that child?" stated Tasuki. I have no room for her being here and I won't be able to feed her if she's anything like Miaka.

Mitako glared at him agian while rubbing her temples. "Simple, you baka, we wait until Chichiri comes back, so HE can figure out what to do with her."

Tasuki begins to fight with her as the door begins talking. Tasuki glares at the door and opens it. "What the hell do you want Kouji!"

"Our visitor appears to be walking around and acting possesed, " stated Kouji, " She has allready knocked her gaurd unconcious. Tokoro went to follow her."

Kouji, Tasuki, and Mitako began to exit the room as a bandit runs to Tasuki and informs him, "Tasukiand Kouji. We can't seem to find lady Tokoro or the girl anywhere."

"Form the damn search parties!" yells an angry Tasuki.

Kouji looks crestfallen and begins to mutter to himself, "I left her alone for a mintue...She's nine months pregnant...."