Disclaimer~ Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, Shonen Sunday, etc.
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Seeing Can Be Deceiving
Chapter 4
by sunny1388
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Back at the cave, Miroku dropped once again, this time with a huge bump on his head from Sango's boomerang.
He already sported a handprint on each cheek and a much-yanked ear, which Sango grabbed onto and pulled Miroku up with, oblivious to the pleadings of Miroku.
Dragging him back to his proper spot; across the cave from her, she stalked back to her corner of the cave, and thought darkly to herself how the only shelter they could find was this tiny.
Now finished petting Kirara, Shippo crawled over to where Miroku sat wincing as he tenderly touched his head.
Shippo shook his head, then crawled onto Miroku's shoulder whispering into his stretched ear,
"I told ya so!"
From beneath her half-closed eyelids, Sango watched as Miroku made a half-hearted grab at the smirking kitsune, who darted away from him, jumping off his shoulder and running to Kirara.
Sango spread her arms, indicating that Shippo could sit on her lap, and smiled at the little orphan, who she looked to as a sort of younger sibling, now that her family was gone.
Shippo glanced back over his little shoulder at Miroku, who he knew was watching what he'd do.
Shippo smiled to himself, then started slowly crawling towards Sango, the picture of a kid who'd had his feelings hurt.
Miroku snorted in amusement, a very unmonk-like sound, but Sango took the bait and scooped the little kitsune up, shooting an icy glare at the inconsiderate houshi.
Shifting back and forth on her lap, Shippo tried to find a comfortable position, but suddenly stopped and sat up, his little nose sniffing the air.
Sango noticed, and asked,
"What is it? Do you smell something, Shippo?"
Shippo slowly nodded, then jumped out of her lap and crawled, nose on the ground, towards the cave mouth.
Without even noticing, he crawled right out into the rain, still sniffing.
Alarmed, Sango looked over at Miroku, wondering what to do, but the monk simply closed his eyes and leaned back, apparently thinking this was a little game thought up by Shippo to get back at him.
However, a second later, they heard the little kitsune scream and they both ran out into the rain, yelling the kitsune's name.
They found him quickly, he had only gotten maybe 20 feet from the cave. Sango and Miroku both sighed in relief.
They were relieved to have found the little kitsune, completely safe, but saw he was on the ground, crying.
Shippo was shaking something that was laying facedown on the ground.
Kneeling down to see who or what it was, Sango and Miroku gasped.
Kagome.
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Seeing Can Be Deceiving
Chapter 4
by sunny1388
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Back at the cave, Miroku dropped once again, this time with a huge bump on his head from Sango's boomerang.
He already sported a handprint on each cheek and a much-yanked ear, which Sango grabbed onto and pulled Miroku up with, oblivious to the pleadings of Miroku.
Dragging him back to his proper spot; across the cave from her, she stalked back to her corner of the cave, and thought darkly to herself how the only shelter they could find was this tiny.
Now finished petting Kirara, Shippo crawled over to where Miroku sat wincing as he tenderly touched his head.
Shippo shook his head, then crawled onto Miroku's shoulder whispering into his stretched ear,
"I told ya so!"
From beneath her half-closed eyelids, Sango watched as Miroku made a half-hearted grab at the smirking kitsune, who darted away from him, jumping off his shoulder and running to Kirara.
Sango spread her arms, indicating that Shippo could sit on her lap, and smiled at the little orphan, who she looked to as a sort of younger sibling, now that her family was gone.
Shippo glanced back over his little shoulder at Miroku, who he knew was watching what he'd do.
Shippo smiled to himself, then started slowly crawling towards Sango, the picture of a kid who'd had his feelings hurt.
Miroku snorted in amusement, a very unmonk-like sound, but Sango took the bait and scooped the little kitsune up, shooting an icy glare at the inconsiderate houshi.
Shifting back and forth on her lap, Shippo tried to find a comfortable position, but suddenly stopped and sat up, his little nose sniffing the air.
Sango noticed, and asked,
"What is it? Do you smell something, Shippo?"
Shippo slowly nodded, then jumped out of her lap and crawled, nose on the ground, towards the cave mouth.
Without even noticing, he crawled right out into the rain, still sniffing.
Alarmed, Sango looked over at Miroku, wondering what to do, but the monk simply closed his eyes and leaned back, apparently thinking this was a little game thought up by Shippo to get back at him.
However, a second later, they heard the little kitsune scream and they both ran out into the rain, yelling the kitsune's name.
They found him quickly, he had only gotten maybe 20 feet from the cave. Sango and Miroku both sighed in relief.
They were relieved to have found the little kitsune, completely safe, but saw he was on the ground, crying.
Shippo was shaking something that was laying facedown on the ground.
Kneeling down to see who or what it was, Sango and Miroku gasped.
Kagome.