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Chapter Four

Flames Within the Soul, Part Two

He did not have to see what happened, listening was all he needed. There was a powerful feline roar, along with the indignant squeals of pain from the rat demons. There was a crunching noise, slashing, then a yell which he knew well.

"Hiraikotsu!" The voice of his long lost sister was followed by the whistling of the large boomerang crashing through the hospital entrance. More rats came scurrying out. He could tell by the pattering of their clawed feet.

There was an explosion and there was a sort of hissing noise.

Sango had thrown her poison fumes at the rats. They writhed in pain and spit. She threw some inside the building and more poured out. Lifting up Hiraikotsu, Sango threw it again.

The boomerang hurtled through the pack. "Kirara! Take care of the rest of them!" Sango called, for there were very few of the rodents left standing. She turned and ran towards the boy.

The boy heard her approach and tried to speak, but only a croak escaped his mouth. A tear slipped out and ran down his cheek. Here he was, his sister so close, and he could not say anything!

Sango kneeled next to the boy, watching as a teardrop cascaded down. A pang of sadness stung her and she wiped his eyes.

"It's all right. There's no reason to be afraid anymore." She whispered reassuringly, touching his cheek. A small smile formed on the boy's face.

'He seems. . .so familiar. . .' Sango thought. She watched as he opened his eyes in great effort. Her own eyes widened as she took in the boy's deep brown eyes.

"K-Kohaku?!" she gasped. So shocked, Sango failed to notice the tears falling and landing on his face. He smiled up at her.

"Sango. . ." Sango hugged the frail little brother she though she had lost forever in a careful, but warm hug.

"Kohaku. . .I thought. I though you were dead. . ." Sango whispered. Memories flooded back into her head, of that fateful night.

~~~ flashback ~~~

Sango had lived in the mountains, away from the city life in a small village. The village was protected by a fort, tall against the demons that lurked in the shadowed crevices of the mountains.

Everyone in the village, young and old were demon exterminators. It had been that night that Sango was sent to help a neighboring village that had some problems with snake demons. Lately, snake demons had rose up, high in numbers. After destroying a particularly large nest,

Sango was walking home when a rusty red glow caught her attention. Smoke filled the air around her. What was going on?! Sango rushed back home, finding the village crackling and crumbling. Using Hiraikotsu as a shield, Sango rushed in, trying her best to ignore the scouring heat.

"Father! Kirara! Kohaku!"

Sango gasped as she took in the sight. No one was spared in this rage of destruction. Many were stabbed with their own weapons, or charred to death. Her eyes grew wide as she saw her father. He was pinned to the roof of a village with what appeared to be the large claw of a demon.

"Fire demons must have attacked the village! But it seems there were many. But. . . I thought fire demons were rare, especially in these parts. . ." Sango said to her self. Snapping out of her trance, Sango began calling out again.

"Kirara! Kohaku!!" There was a roar behind her and she turned. Kirara in her large form came bounding over, the flames unaffecting her.

She could not find her brother! Was she-was she the only one left of her family?!

"Kohaku!!!"

~~~ end flashback ~~~

The next morning, the burning of the exterminator's home was all over the news. Police and Firefighters were sent there and they found all dead except one survivor on the brink between life and death. He had been sent to the hospital. No one knew why the fort was attacked on that night. . .

A soft mewing interrupted Kohaku and Sango. "Kirara." He murmured. Reaching out, he stroked the neko youkai who purred in response.

Sango suddenly gasped. "Oh no! What time is it?!" If Miroku had already returned back to the dorm, it would be hard to cover up where she had gone. She looked at Kohaku who was smiling and scratching Kirara behind the ears. Of course!

^^^

Miroku opened the door and walked in, surprised the lights were off. He tossed his keys on the counter in the kitchen and looked around.

"Sango?" he checked the living room, her room, and even the bathroom, in hopes he might see her. . .

"Miroku!" He turned when he heard his voice and walked back to the living room. Sango was standing there with a boy in her arms.

"Sango! What happened to him?" he asked. The boy looked weak and slightly pale.

"Uh. . .This is my little brother, Kohaku." Sango explained. "My, uh, parent s wanted him to stay with me." She lied.

"Um, all right. . ."

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Miroku waited by the door as Sango placed him on her bed. She kissed him on the forehead as Kohaku muttered something in his dreams. Sango stood up and walked past Miroku, yawning.

"I think I'm going to take a bath."

^^^

Sango was glad to have Kohaku back with her. It was a good thing there was a clothes store near the hospital. Everyone, including the employees had ran out because some of te rat demons had ran in there too. Sango had taken some clothes and slammed some money down on the counter. Then, she hurriedly went back to the dorm with Kirara and Kohaku after changing.

She waited until the tub had filled and dipped inside the steaming water, sighing as it relaxed her. Leaning back, she let the warm and refreshing feeling wash over.

Miroku had his ear pressed against the door. He heard her sigh and his grin widened. Slowly, he opened the door, trying his best to not let it creak. Unfortunately, a huge blast of steam blew straight into his face and he fell back.

THUD

Sango's eyes opened lazily at the THUD that had interrupted her moment of silence. She stepped out of the bathtub, Sango wrapped a towel around herself and began to make her way through the hazy steam. She stepped out of the bathroom and her feet caught on something.

Sango fell on something, but did not know what. She looked down and found herself face to face with Miroku who had a huge smile on his face. Her legs were tangled in his, for it was he she had tripped on.

Kohaku woke up from his slumber, and Kirara who had just snuck inside from the window in Sango's room, dragging Hiraikotsu, jumped with surprise from a loud noise.

"HENTAI!"

SLAP

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Okay, I guess this chapter was not as fun as the others for me, but it was important for later on.

Reviews:

Larania: Of course I'll keep writing! Yah! Sango is definitely one of the most awesome female characters!

Lil-strange-person: Wow! You sure are weird! I'm weird too, but probably not as much as you. Are you obsessed with marshmallows or something? I like Jello! It is the food of happiness. I have an imaginary friend her name is Falcon and she's got red feathers for hair. Falcon: Torture is fun! Bwuhahahaha! *lifts a cloak, revealing a belt full of daggers, butcher knives, a hammer, and katanas*

Kaylana: Ahehehe. . .Good point, where did Miroku go? I don't think I even know. Miroku where did you go? Miroku: Um. . . Ranko: I saw him trying to get into a strip club! Mwuhahaha! Miroku: That was a Starbucks, Ranko! Ranko: Oh yeah. . .With mostly female servers who wear skirts that can't cover up their a**!! Miroku: . Anyway, I had to get Miroku out of the way for awhile so I guess he was where Ranko said he was, at Starbucks which I highly doubt, or just running around the streets looking for another pretty girl.

Kitai Matsuru: I like your name! It's so cool!! I like cliffhangers too, especially if they're really evil and leave you yelling and screaming, unless its one of the shows I'm watching like Inuyasha and *especially* Rurouni Kenshin. I was yellin at the TV (I think 2 days ago) when Rurouni Kenshin ended when Kenshin was gonna fight that broom headed guy Chou or something like that. Bwa! At least you remember your dreams. I hardly remember mine. The last dream I had was so freaky. An onion fell out of my nose. . .

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