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Silver Beauty

Chapter Two- Tangled into Worries

Inuyasha awoke, eyes still heavy with sleep's spell. He looked around him, eyes searching for Kagome's sleeping body. He frowned, slightly agitated when he couldn't find her. Sango was nowhere to be found as well. Slowly, he realized that Miroku must not have returned the night before. He imagined Sango stomping off to the hime's place with Kagome, who was trying to dissuade her from going. He shook his head, finding feminine emotions too complicated for comprehension.

He searched for the little kitsune. Even Shippou went. They should have at least told me they were going there early in the morning so I can come, thought Inuyasha to himself, getting up. His silver hair swayed gently against the soft wind. He froze, surprised. The wind was never able to move his hair before! He ran his fingers down his hair a little, finding it soft and smooth to the touch. He began to start scratching at it, looking for a place on his hair that was tangled, quite amused. Then he looked at it, feeling utterly foolish when he realized what he was doing." Kagome's trying to make me look and act like a friggin' girl, isn't she? That little wench… she'll get it from me," he said with a smirk on his face. He jumped a high distance and began to leap among the trees with the agility of a wolf.

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Kagome and the remainder of the group, except for Miroku and Inuyasha, roamed about, searching for the missing priest around the nearby town. Sango's face contained an expression of wild desperation in her face, mixed with heavy disappointment because he had not returned the night before as well as apathy. Kagome, meanwhile, had a countenance of guilt for leaving the snoozing Inuyasha behind. Well, he would have disapproved anyway, and claim that it's a waste of time, she thought. In retrospection, she should have stayed behind. This task was getting ridiculously arduous; it was difficult to find a lecher among a town where beautiful girls were prevalent. Her mind then wondered why Miroku was so fond of many girls, and couldn't settle with just one. Shippou groaned at the patience the task was demanding from him, but he did it softly, so Sango's flaming eyes wouldn't avert their ravaging gaze to him.

They then stumbled upon a house, which carried about it an air of opulence. Sango, not permitting a second to pass by, approached it with haste, and knocked the door with fists that seemed to be driven with hate. Kagome remained a safe distance from her, fear restraining her from speaking words of encouragement to her infuriated friend. A man clothed affluently, containing ornate, yellow-colored designs, swung open the massive door. He suddenly plastered a friendly smile, which to his random visitors, seemed almost automatic and machine-like. He looked down at the diverse group of visitors, brows frowning instead of his still smiling lips. The look of inquiry and suspicion in his face invoked a bubble of demand from Sango's lips concerning Miroku.

"Is this the place where a lech- I mean, where a priest named Miroku stayed in last night?" she questioned him, neglecting all hints of friendly and sociable greeting. Kagome realized that her friend was more wounded by Miroku's open affair than she had initially thought.

"Oh, is that wonderful priest one of your companions? He had asked for me to anticipate you last evening and to permit you inside for the night! He waits inside with Hime-sama. If you'd please follow me," he responded, moving toward an extensive hallway. Kagome sweatdropped at the reply, wondering if Miroku really thought they were going to follow him to his partner's house, which was certainly not their business.

Kagome and the others followed a stomping Sango, whose anger had heightened into a frightening level. "Wonderful priest? Yeah sure…" mumbled the infuriated girl under her breath. Her attention was focusing solely on the priest's bad qualities. The remaining good ones in her mind were swiftly altered and tainted with dark colors as well.

Kagome, following the group at the very end of the line, heard the sound of heavy footsteps behind her, which made her mind starve from curiosity. Instantly she surmised it to be one of the mansion's servants. However, she terminated this assumption when the sound of the person's foot continued to stalk her trail. Curiosity unbearable, she spun her head around, only to find the half-youkai glaring at her. Startled, she asked "Inuyasha, you finally got here? It took you long enough to catch up."

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes at her. "Hey, listen here, you little wench. Look at what you did to my hair! It's all cobweb-like and it's driving me insane!"

"You don't have to worry about it being permanent. The smoothness and the shine have almost disappeared. Probably because of all that leaping, huh?" she said with a disappointed frown. All that work was put to waste.

"Feh," said Inuyasha with a look of carelessness on his face.

Silence reigned the atmosphere as they all marched to their unknown destination. Finally, Kagome spoke in a low voice so that it was audible only to Inuyasha. "Hey, Inuyasha. I'm going to go home today. It's the end of the school year and I've got to take my final exams. Don't complain."

Inuyasha maintained his face of carelessness. He was getting accustomed to these random trips home from Kagome. Yet his heart quickened upon her decision. The women of his life were slowly leaving him; although it was yet to be verified, Kikyo was supposedly dead, and, because of the nearly complete shikon jewel, Kagome may leave his time…for good. The link between both worlds, the well, may become inaccessible in both feudal and present time-- disappear, or serve its alternate purpose. Water. Not a means to transport one's self to another world. Inuyasha shuddered at the thought, knowing that Kagome's permanent absence will have a profound impact on him. It was his largest fear. He knew that his time with Kagome was shortening day by day. He wondered if Kagome had thought of these things yet.

"Do whatever you want. Just hurry up and take that test of yours and come right back quickly," he ordered, concealing the fears that concerned her and her time. "And I said quickly," he repeated, slight desperation coating his voice. She smiled sadly, and nodded her head.

Finally, they reached a door. From inside, there was a feminine giggle that rang the air and a lecherous, dirty voice dominating the other. "Don't do that! No, stop." cried the girl, whose voice was constantly broken by giggles. Sango raised his eyebrows in utter disgust. Kagome's fingers shot up and over her dangling mouth, eyes wide, sickened. Shippou, meanwhile, stared at everyone, confused as they all assumed the various faces of shock, except Inuyasha. He was looking at the door stupidly, as if he had heard nothing at all.

Gathering much needed courage, Sango, trembling in frustration, held her breath and kicked the door open…

A/N: A bit unmotivated nowadays. Anyway, Sango wouldn't have opened the door would she? Does the story seem like its going anywhere? I just kind of wanted to repair Sango and Miroku's relationship before moving on. Please tell me what you think!! Next update will be in 6-8 days, because this poor writer has two other stories to worry about. Thanks for reading my fic!

Special thanks to FallenAzPenmue for reviewing! I probably have discontinued the story if no one read it.

Next Chapter: Kagome relinquishes all hopes of a possible relationship with Inuyasha. At home, she finds a guy with silver hair, and finds herself slightly attracted to him… but first, Sango and Miroku's relationship has to be mended!