Author's Note: Hey everybody! I got such a great response from everybody that I forced my brain to work so that I could come up with another chapter. I'm not telling who the father is, but I think that you'll all like the way this story turns out. Please R&R! If you stop reviewing, I stop writing. Sorry I've had to resort to this, but it's the only way to find out what you think. So go on and review!

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha today either. Too bad, I would've had fun with Miroku… heh heh heh…

Wretched

Chapter 2: Shrill Screeching of the Stricken

"Huh?" Sango questioned once her vomiting had ceased. She turned to find the hanyou sitting next to her with a horrified look on his face. "InuYasha?" She stared at him, wondering.

            Indeed, the hanyou was horrified. 'Oh, don't tell me I have to repeat it!' His mind howled, 'Why do I have to tell her?! Why can't someone else…?' He was desperate for someone to come out of the forest and save him, but he was all alone. Alone with the truth weighing on his mind.

            "Uh, Sango?" He began, unsure how exactly to tell her now. Before it had just tumbled out of his mouth. Perhaps his mind had thought that it was the proper time before, but she hadn't heard him. Gods damn weak human ears.

            "I'm listening," She stated, staring into his eyes. It seemed as though she were probing his soul for some answers. InuYasha gave an involuntary shudder.

            "You see," He scratched the back of his neck. His palm brushed against the skin, and he realized that it was sweating profusely. "You're…"

            "Spit it out, InuYasha!" She yelled at him, balling her little hands into fists, and pounding the dirt again. Her eyes were glittering now. InuYasha couldn't tell if it was from anger or from anxiousness.

            "You're pregnant, wench!" The hanyou yelled in a fit of anger from her impatience. He laid his ears flat as he watched her eyes become as round as boulders. The hanyou suddenly wished that he hadn't added that name at the end. There were tears welling up at the bases of her eyes now. Damn it, he should have been more understanding. After all, she was full of pregnancy hormones. She reeked of them.

            He scooted away as she began to sob. No, he checked, she was wailing; absolutely shrieking. His ears were pressed against his head to protect from the shrill sound that seemed so horrible, only a demon should possess such a thing. Then she began to say something. It was very choppy and quite amid the sobs, but he could just hear them if he perked up his ears a bit.

            "No… This can't… be real…!" Her body shuddered and quaked with every other sob. Someone better come and comfort her. Didn't those damn humans hear her yet? 'Oh gods!' the hanyou thought angrily, 'What a sound!'

            "Sango?" It was Kagome's voice coming from the edge of the woods. InuYasha jumped up, and ran towards his savior. "What's wrong with her?" The young girl asked the hanyou as she tried to see the exterminator through the leaves.

            "She's sick. She'll tell you what's wrong if she wants to. Go stop her from shrieking like that! I can't take it anymore!" InuYasha yelled, pointing in the general direction of the screeching Sango.

            "Oh, sit!" Kagome yelled. InuYasha went head first into the dirt. He managed to hear the girl yell at him as she ran to her stricken friend, "You insensitive jerk!"

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            "Sango? Are you okay?" Kagome was running through the bushes and trees, trying not to trip over the roots and rocks. She followed the sound of her friend's voice. The exterminator was obviously extremely upset, for her wails were louder and shriller than anything Kagome had ever heard. "Sango!" She called out again, hoping in vain to get a response this time.

            "I'm… Here…" She heard a weak voice to her right. The girl jumped over a large root, dashed through a bush, and found herself in front of her friend. Sango was crumpled in a ball on a bed of moss at the foot of a tree. There were tears streaming down her red face, and her hair was in a tattered tangle in a bush.

            Kagome dropped down and began making soothing noises as she attempted to untangle the girl's hair from the bush. "It's okay," She crooned, "Shhhh…"

            "No…" She barely heard Sango whisper. Her voice was raspy and crackled, "It isn't, and it will never be again." She was beginning to quite down. The crying had stopped, and now she was just shuddering. Kagome put a comforting hand on the girl's shoulder.

            "What could be so awful? I'm sure that you'll be…" She was cut off by a scream from the exterminator.

            "NO!" She yelled with rage and passion, "It won't! I'm pregnant, Kagome! I'm… pregnant…" She began to sob again. Kagome was shocked, and didn't know what to do. So she simply huddled down and embraced her friend for comfort.

            Little did the two know, but a certain wide-eyed monk was peering through the leaves of a nearby bush.

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