Authors Note: I lied. Every other day. That's what I meant to say...hehe. I'm evil. Well, I have the chapter here anyway...so I hope you like it. I'm not too sure I like it that much but I did make sure to have it chock full of fluffy waff. Enjoy! Please Read and Review!

----------= Changed points of view [From Miroku to Sango]

'...'= Their thoughts

Chapter 5 [The Supernatural Powers]

This world, it was the most preposterous thing I had ever laid my eyes on. For almost seeing my twentieth year, that says a lot. The trees, or what I made out as them, were bent in all different shapes in all different directions. They came in various colors from the blue of the sky to the green of the very grass below my sandals (In an ordinary world, that is). To my utmost surprise Sango was next to me, her eyes just as wide as mine.

"Houshi-sama!" she had finally realized that I was by her side in this odd and strange place.

In no way like my normal self would, I reached and took her hand in mine. I let my thumb do small circles on her skin in a soothing manner.

'Hentai...ecchi...he'll pay.'

"Hey! I resent that! That gesture was strictly caring, that's all." I said when her eyes seemed to be mocking me with those words.

"I...I didn't say anything Houshi-sama. Of course...it was just a caring..."she blushed but then looked back at me with a serious glint in her eyes, "Wait, how'd you know what I was thinking?"

'Well, because that's all you ever think of me as and you were practically hissing' I thought to myself before replying, "I just thought..."

"I wasn't hissing at you! It hurts me to think that you think that's how I perceive you as."

Something was definitely out of place. I had not even mumbled those words and she had somehow heard them.

"Then why do you always suspect me of doing perverted things when I'm only trying to get closer to you?"

"Because every time I let you get close you only grope me!" she was practically growling at me like I had done to her when I was somewhat canine.

"Well, if that's how you see this relationship...'us'...then maybe we should go our separate ways!"

"That's fine with me!" she snapped before crossing her arms over that oh-so-delicious chest and stomping off into the weird wood surrounding us. A rock flew out of nowhere and bonked me upside the head, causing me to keel over in pain,"And that's for thinking my chest is delectable..."

'For heaven's sake. I'm not some fancy meal to be looked at and served on a golden platter!'

Although she was yards and yards away I could still hear that last thought clearly in my mind, as if she were still huddled right next to me. I looked around and still to no avail was she there with me.

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'Sango, can you hear me?'

Why must he insist on being so persistent? Our trip here had started with my inspection of the mind-blowing scenery. The ground was a rainbow of colors, the trees as well, and the sky was clouded over in a watercolor of all blacks and grays. We, as in Houshi-sama and I, began to start a petty squabble for no apparent reason. After being informed that there actually was an 'us' I was told then to leave. So, here I am...and he's still following me. I picked up my pace several times to get away but he didn't cease to track me down.

"Would you stop following me?!"

A few peculiar looking birds fluttered from the trees while squawking at the sudden disturbance I caused. I pivoted faster than a flash of lightning to catch him off guard, but there was no one there.

'I must be hearing things. I just miss him...that's all.' I reminded myself before turning around and continuing down a red path.

'You miss me?' I heard distinctly in my head as if he were trying to taunt me by breaking into my thoughts. I couldn't let my imagination get to me.

The sun, which was almost neon green, dived faster than normal into the horizon before a purple moon took its place in the sky. While being distracted I did not notice the small group forming behind me until it was too late. Someone's sweaty palm clamped down over my mouth in an attempt to silence my screams. The same person took my arm and painfully twisted it behind my back.

If they think they can treat a girl like this, more importantly me, they have another thing coming.

With more strength than necessary I pushed my elbow backward into the man's gut. Using his own arm for leverage, I flung him carelessly over my shoulder onto the ground below, and then I proceeded to dust off my hands imperiously.

The crew of men rushed to their fallen comrade's side.

"You!" I heard a heavy voice call out.

The men parted like the sea would have done and let him through. He pointed a long silver staff at me while he marched forward. He was clad in the most ridiculous get up I have ever come across. His hair stuck straight up as if calling for the heavens and a crown of feathers adorned the lower portion. A knee length kimono fell limply around his rather scrawny body, but the colors were a very rare oddity.  He was a man wearing pink, black, green, orange, and all arranged in a feminine fashion of flowers. On both legs he wore leg warmers, much like Kouga's, that were white.

His silver staff came closer and closer until it was just in front of my nose.

"Come with me back to my castle" he ordered quite haughtily. I don't think I really care for this guy.

"No." I stated simply.

"Yes."

"No."

'Sango, can you hear me?' Why of all times was I hearing Miroku's voice in my head? I miss him, yes I know, but not at this moment can I think about him. Once again I was forced to push that thought into the back of my mind.

"Yes."

"Look, I don't like you, you don't like me. Let's just get this over with."

"Alright." Before I knew it he had raised that silver rod and smacked me square in the forehead. It must have worked because I went out cold.

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After losing all contact with Sango I had stumbled upon a much more spacious part of the forest. Endless fields of eccentric looking flowers and grass billowed hill after hill. Seeing my chance to relax while thinking over what could be done in this situation, I laid down. A sweet smelling scent attacked my senses and just lured me to get a closer look at one of those precious flowers. I snapped a stem before bringing the oh-so-enticing (why it was so fetching I did not find out until it was too late) object to my nose. My head pounded for a few moments before I went light-headed and finally blanked out.

When I awoke I was on a futon in another weird enclosure. I shifted slightly, trying to get a better look at the place, when I noticed something different about the texture of my clothing. I peered down...I was in pure silk and it felt like absolute heaven. My eyelids felt like closing so that I could take a nap in this nice new surrounding but my mind had other thoughts. I had to find Sango.

With further inspection I discovered she was right beside me. As a matter of fact she had her arms wrapped tightly around my waist as she slept. I couldn't wake her but I knew I had to get up and look for danger. Gingerly I tugged at her arm but it wouldn't budge. When she is mine, that is when I give my love to her in a physical manner, I can just imagine the morning after exactly like this. Without the clothes.

I got caught into a light daze with a lecherous (I admit that it was) smile plastered on my face. It took one of Sango's helpful slaps to bring me back.

'He better not have been thinking about me,' a light hue of pink stained her cheeks before she got back to her train of thought, 'On the other hand, I wouldn't mind that much...as long as we were married. When we are I mean...because we are going to get married.'

"So you're planning our future and I can't even have a say?"

"WHAT?! I never said one thing about a future with you," she paused, obviously flustered with her inner turmoil, "But how did you know...?"

"That was what I wanted to figure out. When you left me did you hear my voice?"

"Of course not! Why would I want to be reminded of a jerk like you!?"

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A flash of hurt rose up in his eyes before it receded again. It was true that I had heard his voice; I just didn't want to admit it.

I inwardly gasped as his hand cupped one of my cheeks. It was so smooth...so soft...his fingertips giving them a callous feeling...but I had to resist all temptations to just lean into his gentle caress.

"So you missed me, koishii?" the tickle of his breath on my lips was enough to make me want to leap forward and capture his lips in a fervent kiss. He was teasing me, until I noticed that he was staring at me with more respect than I ever thought I could see within him.

"Then I was right! You two are lovers!"

"Oh, no no no, it's just an expression! He-"

We were caught in the act of showing affection towards each other...how embarrassing. Not that I found the idea revolting but I was told many times that public shows of love were strictly off-limits for a lady and her good reputation. I also had my honor to think about as well. I couldn't believe that tall hair boy was the culprit to find us either.

"No time to explain. Get up and changed...I've got business to do. Meet me in the main hall when you are ready." he slammed the door shut, "And there's no time for that, if you please!"

I turned around and almost screamed from sheer shock! Houshi-sama was stripping in front of me!

"Houshi-sama!"

"Sango...I've got to tell you something," he said anxiously while fumbling to pull on a hakama," We've got powers! I don't know why! But really strange powers!"

"I'm supposed to believe that how...?"

"Sango..in that forest...I know you heard my voice. You heard me calling out to you. You said you missed me!"

I began to rub my temples,"Houshi-sama...this is ridiculous...honestly."

His hands covered my own as he massaged my head for me,"Sango. Listen to me. I can hear your thoughts. That's how I know you missed me. That's how I know you say we're going to get married. That's how I know you think I'm just a hentai..."

I gasped as I was caught off guard. How did he know all of my personal thoughts? Then my mind flashed back to that one moment where I heard him say that I was practically hissing, yet I didn't see his mouth moving at all.

"Perhaps you're right. To prove it...you think something...I'll try to hear it."

"Alright." he took me by the shoulders and turned me towards him so that I could justify that he did not move his mouth in a process of sending me a message.

'Sango...I want you...I always have and probably always will. This is really hard to say...but...'

"Houshi-sama...that's enough...I heard you." My feelings were all jumbled about. I've never felt so overcome with emotion before. All I could think about was Miroku...the way he touched me...the way he looked...the way he smiled...just everything about him.

"HEY, you in there. Are you ready yet?" a squeaky voice called for us.

"Almost! Give us just another minute!" Miroku finished putting on a gi before turning around and shielding his eyes so I could promptly get dressed as well," So, do you believe me?"

"I believe you." I put my hand on his shoulder and felt him shiver slightly under my touch, "C'mon. Let's go."

When we opened the door a bird-looking man with a crooked nose joined us to escort us to the main hall. The walls were lined with picture after picture of diverse people. Plants grew from the ceiling and reached out across to other walls, making it hard to navigate through such a jungle.

'How can they stand living in a junky place like this?' my whole mind and senses tuned into Miroku's voice and thoughts. I looked to him and noticed he was staring at me, waiting for an answer.

I giggled before saying, 'Well, the man defines his home. Did you see how the master of the house dresses?'

It was his turn to chuckle slightly, 'Yeah. Scary.'

Both of us tried to conceal a few laughs because it was rather funny to know that what were saying no one else could hear but us.

"A few ground rules," the bird-man squawked," No interrupting...no talking...and especially no laughing!"

We both nodded with a "Mm, hm."

As we were ushered into the room and pushed roughly into a kneeling position on mats, I only saw one thing that caught my eye. Tall hair boy was sitting on a large golden thrown fit for any king.

"Welcome, welcome. I expect that you two...lovers...will enjoy your stay in my castle."

"But-we're-" I completely forgot all rules and let those two words slip.

"SILENCE!" The whole ground seemed to shake with the intensity in his voice," Did you not tell them the rules?!" he eyed the bird-man wearily.

'You think he would have some manners.' I thought and Miroku made a small nod before starting to fiddle with his thumbs all over again,' Would you stop that!?' I nimbly slapped his hand down.

"....and furthermore...I...I...what's going on?!" blood rushed to my face as it seemed we were holding hands, "Once again do I have to remind you that there is no time for that?!"

'What a jerk.' Miroku 'said' before snatching his hand back and putting on his most distasteful frown.

'Mm,hm. Um, Houshi-sama, how are we going to get out of here?'

'I have absolutely no idea. Plus I don't think bird-man and his bird-like henchman are ready to let us go anytime soon.'

My faint laughter seemed to pierce through the king's whole speech like knives.

"What's so funny, girl?! Knowing my kingdom is in peril is funny to you?!"

"No..."

"STOP TALKING!"

Miroku's face literally cracked before he fell over and rolled into a fetal position while laughing strongly. I'd never seen him act so freely. My giggles were no longer contained as I joined Miroku on the floor yet all the while trying to get him to stop.

'Houshi....sama...we....have...to...stop!'

"THAT'S IT! THAT IS IT! TAKE THEM AWAY!"

"No!" I yelped through a huge guffaw.

Before long we were caught in the middle of a circle of spears, all aiming for our throat. Miroku lifted his hand to test their abilities and they almost punctured him straight through the chest. I sighed, secretly relieved that they didn't harm him.

'I'm relieved too.' Miroku's hand made to grasp the closest flesh of mine near him...lucky for him it was my wrist. 'We're going to make it out. Don't worry. The witch has a plan for us.'

I know it. She wants us to kiss but he still has no clue. How can someone want to toy with my emotions like this? Love cannot be toyed with in some sort of ransom for freedom. She didn't get that.

'What? If we had to kiss why didn't you--'

Miroku's thought was cut short as we fell from the world and into the area of black.

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Why had she been keeping this from me? Is she scared of me? Is that why she flinches every time I reach out to touch her? I have to prove to her that I'm not just a hentai...I can be so much more...for her...just for her.

She wounds me with her accusations, but the pain of knowing she doesn't want to kiss me is even worse. It's a small show of affection compared to what she has planned out. Why can't she let me take her into that small moment of bliss when two people's lips touch?

"When shared with one you love,

Inner thoughts become more precious.

But can you put your love above,

All that you treasure?"

I do put it above everything I hold close, that's for sure. Perhaps this next challenge I can prove it to Sango. But maybe...most likely...she just wants me to leave her alone. I am just a lecher after all.

Thanks to my reviewers:

Soli-I agree, Orlando Bloom is VERY cute. My cousin says that you remind her of you and me. Hyper. Woo, that describes me alright. Anyway...I love One Ray of Sunlight and I just can't wait to see what that one loophole to his fatal curse is. Thank you for reviewing so many times! You're the best!

KaT aka Mistress Shinigami-Well, yes I would have to say these supernatural powers are quite interesting. Hmm...and yes, I agree, Pirates of the Caribbean was an AWESOME movie! Thank you!

Your Lovely Cousin-Hey! I AM talking to you on the phone right now! I told you that I knew what you were doing! I told you! You tried to trick me you little buggar...you won't get away with it that easily...oh you'll pay. Well, I love you, and you are my best friend and cousin too. Forever. (And remember I'm not lying because I wrote it on my desk and everything) Wind tunnel! I got you that time! Well...thanks for taking the time to review. (I already hear you typing another one you devil) BTW-Yes, I did read the second email. Hahaha...I'm evil. That's why I was laughing...it wasn't because I was really rereading the story...now stop reviewing so I can just post this chappy! And I thank you profusely dear cousin. :-P

Next Chapter: Sango's been awful close-minded on her feelings for Miroku but now she has the chance to prove she'll do just about anything for him. Even if it means...well...come and see in the next chapter entitled "The Pirate Escape"