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A Lady Knight's Tale

"This is all your fault, wench!" Inuyasha said grumpily as he splashed through the water, Kagome slung across his shoulder.

"Hmph! You could have at least got to me before they took me to their lair. And it's not my fault that you couldn't find your way in, was it?" Kagome retorted.

Inuyasha growled something incoherently about stubborn humans. They finally found the spot where the ship was docked.

"Sango, Miroku! We're back now!" Kagome shouted as Inuyasha put her down.

"Huh? Where are they?" Kagome asked when no one answered. She looked at Inuyasha questioningly.

"Those fools! I told them not to leave!" Inuyasha looked at the trail. "Looks like they went that way, probably looking for us."

"Should we go after them?" Kagome said, wiping her skirt where mud had splattered on it. "Nothing bad happened to them, right?"

"If they're not back by tomorrow morning, we're going after them. It's best we wait here." Inuyasha said.

"Miroku!" Sango ran toward young man who had walked to the very middle of the meadow, and stopped where there roses were most abundant. "Don't go to them! No!" Sango sounded almost hysterical, her heart pounding in her ears from running so fast.

She finally caught up with him, nearly knocking him off balance. Sango took one look at his face and suddenly felt faint with worry. "Miroku..." she tried shaking him.

His eyes were heavy-lidded, and had a dazed look. The young captain fell against her and she caught him, falling to her knees. "No!" she thought, shaking her head, not believing that this wasn't a nightmare of some sort.

The rose plants grew tall around them, lengthening until there was a velvety canopy of red overhead. The flowers began to lean closer...dipping. Sango stood up and fended them off with her boomerang, whacking at the petals and thorns until a pile of them lay at her feet. They were not very strong, it seemed, but relied mainly on the potency of the illusion.

"Give him up. It's no use." a soft whisper said.

"I won't!" Sango shouted. The roses had stopped attacking, it was strange. She ran back to Miroku, who was still unconscious.

"Miroku!!!" she shouted, trying to wake him up.

Miroku woke up and rubbed his head. Did he fall or something? Where was Sango? Where on earth was he? The rose field, oh yeah. Only there weren't any roses anymore.

"Sango?" Where the heck was he? Miroku thought as he continued to walk. Then he stopped as a figure appeared before him.

"Kind sir. Will you please help me?" It was the voice of a woman. She was pale, with skin like gauzy white silk, there was a dark red gem on her forehead. The woman was very beautiful.

Miroku was beside the woman instantly. He grasped her hands and asked "Will you bear my child?" The woman looked at him and sighed, looking at her hands demurely. "Yes!" she said, as she threw herself at him. Miroku looked at her, a dreamy look in his eyes, sure women were all over him all the time, but never this quickly.

Sango stopped shaking Miroku, seeing that it was no use. There must be some way I can wake him up! I have to think of something! Sango thought as she ran and looked around frantically.

Then something strange caught her eye as she stared back at Miroku. A red gem seemed to be hovering around him. It was very difficult to see at first but Sango stared at it hard, then it began show itself as a hazy image, the gem itself was attached to the forehead of a woman who was embracing Miroku!

Sango moved in stealthily, careful not to distract the woman's attention, she looked like she was trying to kiss him. Without hesitation, she let loose her boomerang, praying it would hit its mark.

Hiraikotsu whizzed through the air and shattered the gem, sending slivers of red crystal in all directions. The already faint image of the woman faded away completely.

"Miroku! Are you okay?" Sango sprinted back toward him, seeing that he had regained consciousness.

"Where-- where am I now?" Miroku rubbed his head and looked around, they were in the meadow, with all those roses again. "There was a woman--she agreed to bear my child. I swear, she was with me just now."

Sango said nothing as she helped him up. "What are you talking about? You probably just hit your head or something."

"Sango! Behind you!" Miroku pushed Sango away as a giant thorn crashed in on them.

"What the--?!"

"Quick, let's run! Those roses are attacking us!" Miroku grabbed Sango's hand as they scrambled away.

As if the thorns were not enough, green fluid sloshed from the furious plants, and sizzled as it hit the ground, making little craters everywhere. The pair ran until they reached a bridge. It was an improvised rope bridge, rather old and dangerous looking, already some parts had begun to unravel.

"Do you think this can still bear our weight?" Sango said worriedly, eyeing the rickety bridge.

"Well, it's either we cross or we get eaten by them." Miroku said, pointing to the the monstrous plants a few hundred yards away, who had somehow managed to catch up with them.

"Take off your armor." Miroku said as he struggled out of his.

"What?!" Sango looked at him incredulously.

"I said take off that armor. That bridge can't carry us if we wear them, we'd be too heavy." Miroku said.

Sango complied reluctantly, seeing his logic. She wasn't worried about him seeing that she was female, after all her chest was still bound inside the armor, but it made her feel uncomfortable nonetheless. Ever since the night at the ball, the bracelet Miroku gave her had never left her wrist. Surreptitiously, she pushed it up and out of sight.

"Ok. Now, slowly." Miroku stepped onto the bridge and Sango followed him, glancing down anxiously. They were halfway across, when-- Fizz! It was one of the roses, spewing the acid again. Fortunately it didn't hit them, but sliced cleanly through the bridge, sending them slamming into the face of the cliff on the other side.

Sango closed her eyes and grasped the nearest object she could reach-- Miroku, who in turn hung on to what was left of the bridge.

"Relax, we can still climb up." Miroku said calmly as he looked up. It would be a long climb though, he thought as he grasped the rope sidings of the damaged bridge.

One more tug, and rope that was secured to the pole unwound itself rapidly with a screechy sound.Uh-oh "Sango." Miroku said as he looked at the young man who had his arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Yes?" Sango said, catching the look of worry on his face at once.

"Hold your breath. We're going to fall."

Author's Notes: So hello again! Thank you for all the reviews. Waii! It's a nice feeling to know that you've made some people happy with with your silly little fic! Anyhow, domo arigatou!

P.S. Mynuet: I didn't post this on the K/K ML, because: it wasn't too Kouga x Kagura enough, just a short part. and I'm not a very active member! Very shy. ^_^

Ja ne!