Author's Note: Hey everyone! You're all so great! I LOVE to read what you think. Sorry to all of those who were disappointed that Miroku wasn't the father, but things won't turn out bad. I promise. Also sorry that this chapter isn't as interesting as the others were, but it leads to better things. I promise that too. So, keep reviewing please! I apologize again. You stop reviewing; I stop writing. Thanx again, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I ordered volume 2 of the InuYasha manga. Should be here soon. Yay! Oh yeah, I don't own InuYasha either. Would I be buying the second issue thing if I did?
Wretched
Chapter 4: Pleading Thoughts and Questions
'Whose the father, Sango? Who could it be?' Thoughts wondered aimlessly through Kagome's head as she helped Sango gather sticks for the fire. She glanced at the exterminator, who bent down and picked up a small twig in her fingers. Kagome watched as the girl twirled the pitiful piece of wood in her hand.
'I won't tell them. They don't need to know.' Sango thought to herself, watching the twig in her fingers as it whirled about. It reminded her of her favorite weapon, the giant boomerang. Oh how she would love to throw that wonderful instrument in a battle again. How alive she would feel with it between her fingers. The power, the confidence; everything that she had lost.
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Miroku still leaned against the large tree, as InuYasha loomed above him. He had no idea that the hanyou had figured out everything. No one was supposed to know. In his mind the monk had carefully built a wall to keep his true feelings inside of. Secrets meant to stay with him forever.
InuYasha watched the monk, wondering about his thoughts. It was such a depressing thing; the sadness that he was tortured with. InuYasha did not know the exact feelings that Miroku was going through, but he had a similar idea. His mixed feelings for Kagome and Kikyo were comparable to the monk's state. But not exactly, for this time a pup was involved. Things always got more complicated when pups were involved.
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"Sango, I won't ask you again if you truly don't want to tell me. But, please. Who's the father?" Kagome asked for about the third time that day. She knew that it was a bit insensitive to keep asking during such a time, but Sango had retreated to her own confine. Kagome hoped that letting out the information would be helpful. Perhaps the young exterminator could get it all off of her chest and find her spirit again.
Kagome looked into dull eyes that had lost their shine. Sango looked back, staring into soul filled eyes that glittered with a life that expected many great things. She found herself jealous of those eyes; of Kagome. She shook the thoughts off of her brain quickly, and gazed impassively into those eyes now. She opened her mouth to reply-
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"Miroku, I can figure that this is probably pretty hard for you, but…" InuYasha had jumped down from the tree and was making a feeble attempt to help the heartbroken monk. Miroku quickly cut him off.
"Why? I have no feelings for Sango. Why would you come to such a conclusion?" The monk said drearily, once again herding his emotions back behind his wall.
"It's obvious. You think that I can't tell? You reek so badly of heartbreak that I can barely stand it!" The hanyou said, becoming impatient. He forced himself to understand the monk's situation, and thus, remained under control.
"Do I now?" Miroku opened his eyes lazily and turned his head towards InuYasha, "And can you explain to me what heartbreak smells like?"
InuYasha sat, stunned at such a question. He began sputtering nonsense. Something about weak human noses and explaining smells.
Miroku simply smiled. He had won. He always won in these wit battles with the hanyou. But it was true. His heart was broken, and he was still trying to pick up the pieces.
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She shut her mouth when she thought better of it. Kagome would think less of her if she told the girl. They would all think that she was weak, and had no control over herself. So instead, she simply looked at the ground and suddenly became interested in a pebble that sat in front of her.
Kagome sighed. She leaned back when the heat from the fire began to harm her skin. She had been sitting as close to it as possible, leaning forward while expecting the answer. The girl rubbed her arms and saw some singed hair on them. She had to start paying attention.
"Sango, I just want you to know that I'll be here for you no matter what. All of us will be." Kagome tried desperately one more time.
But the exterminator was extremely absorbed in that pebble.
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It was night and everyone slept soundly in a small hut. InuYasha was sitting outside on the roof, as usual. His ears perked up as he heard the sound of rustling blankets every few seconds. So, everyone wasn't exactly sleeping soundly.
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"No, no. Please…" Sango was running as fast as her legs could carry her out of those woods towards her friends. She stumbled over a log, and fell sprawled onto the leaf-covered ground. The sound of quick footsteps could be heard from behind her, and she screamed as she felt someone grab her by the shoulders and force her up.
Extra Author's Note: What will happen next? What's going on? Well, hope you liked it. Go review!
