AN: Okay, this is kinda a short chapter, but I promise the chapters will
get longer and a funnier as the story goes on. Anyway, on to the
Disclaimer! Yay!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters (though I wish I did) and I don't have any money, so don't sue me! I've grown attached to my stuff. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 1: It was a Cool Night
It was a cool night. The light breeze felt good against Sango's flushed face. Small beams of yellow moonlight shone faintly here and there, through the leaves on the trees that surrounded them.
Sango stood back to back against Miroku, holding her Hiraikotsu, ready to attack. She squinted hard and looked all around her. Because of the lack of light, it was difficult for her to see where the youkai were. But, she managed to sense them and she could make out where they were. She gasped. They were surrounded. Hundreds of youkai were quickly closing in on them. "Miroku," Sango whispered. She didn't need to continue. The Houshi knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Right," Miroku whispered back and nodded. His hand quickly grabbed the prayer beads wrapped around his cursed right hand. He pulled them off, unleashing the powerful wind tunnel that was concealed under the prayer beads. The wind tunnel sucked up everything in its' path. The youkai got sucked in along with a couple trees and other shrubbery, which got pulled right out of the ground because of the tremendous wind that emitted from Miroku's right hand. In a matter of minutes, all of the youkai were gone. Miroku quickly returned the prayer beads to their place, fit loosely around his right hand and lower arm.
Sango relaxed and set down her Hiraikotsu. If it weren't for Miroku's powerful wind tunnel, she would most likely be dead, along with Miroku himself. *Thankfully, neither of us were hurt.* Sango thought and turned to face Miroku. She gasped at what she saw.
There, spread out on the blood-covered ground before her, was the body of Miroku. There was a huge gash that stretched from his shoulder, all the way across his back. "Houshi-sama!" Sango quickly knelt down and propped his head up under her arm. How could this have happened? *He sucked all the youkai into his wind tunnel...there was no one left to hurt him....* Sango thought when she looked up and saw one last remaining youkai, staring straight at her with its bright glowing red eyes.
Sango was overcome with rage and with one sweep of her Hiraikotsu, the demon was brought to its death. She went back over to Miroku. *We have to get him out of here.* And as if she read her thoughts, Kirara transformed and went to Sango's side. Sango got to her feet, with Miroku's arm over her shoulder. She staggered under the weight of Miroku, but made her way to Kirara. Before long, Kirara was soaring through the night sky, with the demon slayer and the Houshi on her back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: So, how was it? Yeah, it's a short chapter, but just bear with me until I get the rest done. Please R/R!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters (though I wish I did) and I don't have any money, so don't sue me! I've grown attached to my stuff. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 1: It was a Cool Night
It was a cool night. The light breeze felt good against Sango's flushed face. Small beams of yellow moonlight shone faintly here and there, through the leaves on the trees that surrounded them.
Sango stood back to back against Miroku, holding her Hiraikotsu, ready to attack. She squinted hard and looked all around her. Because of the lack of light, it was difficult for her to see where the youkai were. But, she managed to sense them and she could make out where they were. She gasped. They were surrounded. Hundreds of youkai were quickly closing in on them. "Miroku," Sango whispered. She didn't need to continue. The Houshi knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Right," Miroku whispered back and nodded. His hand quickly grabbed the prayer beads wrapped around his cursed right hand. He pulled them off, unleashing the powerful wind tunnel that was concealed under the prayer beads. The wind tunnel sucked up everything in its' path. The youkai got sucked in along with a couple trees and other shrubbery, which got pulled right out of the ground because of the tremendous wind that emitted from Miroku's right hand. In a matter of minutes, all of the youkai were gone. Miroku quickly returned the prayer beads to their place, fit loosely around his right hand and lower arm.
Sango relaxed and set down her Hiraikotsu. If it weren't for Miroku's powerful wind tunnel, she would most likely be dead, along with Miroku himself. *Thankfully, neither of us were hurt.* Sango thought and turned to face Miroku. She gasped at what she saw.
There, spread out on the blood-covered ground before her, was the body of Miroku. There was a huge gash that stretched from his shoulder, all the way across his back. "Houshi-sama!" Sango quickly knelt down and propped his head up under her arm. How could this have happened? *He sucked all the youkai into his wind tunnel...there was no one left to hurt him....* Sango thought when she looked up and saw one last remaining youkai, staring straight at her with its bright glowing red eyes.
Sango was overcome with rage and with one sweep of her Hiraikotsu, the demon was brought to its death. She went back over to Miroku. *We have to get him out of here.* And as if she read her thoughts, Kirara transformed and went to Sango's side. Sango got to her feet, with Miroku's arm over her shoulder. She staggered under the weight of Miroku, but made her way to Kirara. Before long, Kirara was soaring through the night sky, with the demon slayer and the Houshi on her back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: So, how was it? Yeah, it's a short chapter, but just bear with me until I get the rest done. Please R/R!!!!
