A/N: Ok, I know it's been awhile.. Gomen. Here's chap 3

Disclaimer: I do not own the lovely bishounen Inuyasha nor any of his companions.

Previously, On Full Circle: "Miroku." He said. A tiny flicker of recognition flashed across her eyes. It was gone before he could even be sure it had been there.

"Well, I gotta go. See you around!" and she dashed off, leaving her houshi stunned in the middle of the mall, his heart breaking for the second time in less than a month.

Full Circle

Chapter Two

"Miroku, where are you?" called Kagome. "Oh, there you are. What's wrong?" she asked, seeing the houshi standing still in the middle of the moving crowd, his face twisted in pain.

He turned slowly, not really seeing her.

"She's back. And she doesn't know me. She-she doesn't know me!" he cried, his eyes windows to his own personal hell.

"Who are you talking about? Miroku are you okay? What's going on?" Kagome asked worriedly.

"Yeah, houshi, what's up?" asked Inuyasha, being uncharacteristically worried as well.

"Sango, " Miroku muttered, "She was here. She doesn't know me, she lives here, ah Kami--sama, why me?" he asked imploringly, looking up to the ceiling. Inuyasha and Kagome glanced at each other, both thinking that Miroku had finally gone over the edge.

"Miroku, she's gone. She ain't coming back." Said Inuyasha gruffly.

"But she was here! She promised me and now she's here! It was her! We have to find her." He turned grief striken eyes back towards the crowd, starting to move. Kagome and Inuyasha reached out to try and catch him but had started to run fueled by hope. They had no choice but to follow him. He was rushing through the mall, looking around wildly. Suddenly he pulled up short, staring into a store window. Kagome was panting when they reached him.

"C'mon Miroku, she's not he- Sweet Kami!" While talking to Miroku, she followed his gaze.

"Sango?" whispered Inuyasha. "But she's deadNot that that's stopped many before" he muttered, making Kagome shoot him a dark look. Miroku started forward, going up to the girl who had Sango's looks and name.

"Excuse me, but would you come with me for a moment?" Sango turned in surprise. She looked startled, then told her friends to wait for a moment. She followed Miroku out of the store towards Inuyasha and Kagome, who were staring at her with their jaws open.

"Sango?" Kagome whispered. Sango raised her eyebrows. How did theses people know her.

"Damn." Said the guy with the white hair. The hair struck a cord within her, like she knew it? How could she kno hair? And she definitely didn't know the guy, I mean, she'd remember his eyes and his hair.

"Do I know you?" she asked uncertainly. The looks on their faces were almost unbearable. The guy- Miroku- who had spoken to her earlier had such an expression of pain on his face, it made her want to hug him tight. But she didn't know him, dammit! The girl was almost in tears, looking at Sango disbelievingly.

"Wha.."He voice seemed to fail her. "Gomen, but what's your name?"

"Sango. Why?"

"We-we just thought you were someone else. Gomen. Miroku brought you out so we could talk to you."

"Why are you so sad?" The question just popped out. The man in the purple shirt sat down heavily, his head in his hands, shoulder shaking with held back sobs.

"Our friend, uh, well, died. You bring back memories. You have her face" the girl trailed off. The white haired guy spoke for the first time and she got a mental image of him in a red haori. She shook herself. Weird.

"Keh. C'mon, let's go." Behind the gruff voice, Sango could sense a deep pain.

"Wait, I don't know your names!"

"Ah, gomen. I'm Kagome, and this is Inu- Uh, Yasha." She cut the Inu off, knowing it would sound weird. Inuyasha snorted.

"Demon?"

"Nickname."

"Ah."

"Look, if it isn't too forward, could we get together again? I'd like to get to know you. It's kinda comforting, knowing that she lives on in some way." Sango hesitated, then nodded. It felt so right, wit them. All her life she'd had this feeling that she was looking for someone, one of the reasons she never dated. When she was with these people, that feeling went away. Miroku stood up.

"It's been apleasure." He said, a little stiffly. To his immense surprise, and Sango's, she hugged him.

"I don't know what her name was or who she was to you, but I'm sorry." She whispered in his ear, before letting go with a blush and looking away. Miroku didn't take his eyes off Sango while she and Kagome exchanged phone numbers. He stopped staring only after she had disappeared from sight.

None of the group felt like talking, so they went home in silence, crashing in various places. Kagome ended up stretched out beside Inuyasha on the couch, cuddling into his chest.

Miroku was sitting in a big chair, mulling over his thoughts. He didn't understand. Why didn't she recognize him? If her soul had come back to find him, then why didn't she know him? It didn't make sense. Maybe they had to jog her memory. That might work. They'd have to say and do things they normally would. Miroku didn't know if he could. He didn't grope anymore, not with her gone.

Sighing, he let himself slide into the comforting darkness of sleep.