Disclaimer~ I don't own Inuyasha or any related characters.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Authors note~ I had no idea what I was going to do with this chapter but I thought it'd be sort of interesting to have sort of a reflection with our two main characters over what's happened so far and where they're at. No, that's not all that's going to happen in this chapter because that'd be too boring. The reason I'm doing a reflection is because the story is going to reach its final climax soon and everything that's happened so far contributes to it. Have faith in me and trust I know what I'm doing. Honestly, I was worried about the last chapter was a little much but I only received one flame and it seemed pretty irrelevant to my fears so I'm going to ignore it for the most part and finish this how I want it finished. Thank you. And thanks to ALL of my reviewers, you're all great. Much love to ya. ^_^
Chapter 18
Sango curled up in a tight ball burying her face within herself as she lay almost lifelessly on her bed. The room was dark and blanketed her face from anyone who may try to come in, for if they had they would see a broken teen with a puffy red face and running mascara. Sango couldn't control the tears trailing down her face. She cried silently to herself with nobody there to wipe away her tears, Miroku was the only one who could ever rid her of her tears. Unfortunately he wasn't there, and he too was crying silent that night.
She took a deep breath trying to keep from breaking out into more tears but it was to no avail. The tears wouldn't stop coming, like an endless rain shower, it poured. "Why? It just isn't fair. It just isn't fair," she whispered.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sango's eyes widened in absolute fear. She quickly scrambled out of the bed in a noisy clatter but managed to locate her shirt quickly, while Miroku dealt with Dr. Okashii.
"Dr. Okashii, wait just one moment please. I just want to finish up a conversation I was having with my visitor." Miroku held his breath hoping this would stall enough time for Sango to whip her shirt back on and look inconspicuous.
"I don't have much time afraid and this matter needs to be resolved immediately. So, your conversation will have to wait."
Miroku bit down hard on his lip as his gaze nervously shifted over to Sango who was fumbling nervously to turn her shirt inside out and slip it back on. "Yeah, okay you can come in." He closed his eyes tightly full of worry.
"Got it!" Sango quickly slipped her top over arms and scampered back over to the chair she had been sitting in before.
Dr. Okashii entered the room and noticed Sango with her shirt on backwards and Miroku with his hair unbound and him nervously twitching. She smiled a knowing smile and would have said something but had no time for it, so she went straight to business. "Miroku, I have some interesting news for you."
Miroku raised and eyebrow curiously at the doctor. "Oh? What sort of news?"
"It seems your mother had a sister on her side that you weren't aware of, apparently your aunt would be willing to take you in."
The news didn't thrill Miroku one bit, sure he had somewhere to stay again but that meant possibly moving away. That was something he couldn't accept. "I see. Does she live very far from here?"
Kikai frowned; this was the sort of news she hated to give. "No, I'm afraid she doesn't live around here. I'm sorry; I'll leave you some time to think. I'll be back later." She turned and left the room hastily.
Miroku watched the doctor leave and turned his head back over to Sango who seemed to be in a daze. He offered her a look that just screamed, what the hell just happened.
Sango didn't say anything in response; everything had gone so fast it was all so unreal. "Miroku what just happened?"
Miroku shook his head in disbelief. "Nothing good Sango, nothing good." He closed his eyes tightly so that Sango wouldn't see him cry. Tears were beginning to escape despite his efforts and he quickly wiped them away. "Damnit."
"Don't." Sango got up from her chair and placed her hand over Miroku's.
He peered into her eyes curiously, wondering why she stopped him. "Sango?"
"It's okay to cry," she said. "We all have to cry sometimes and you're no exception." She ran her hand through Miroku's undone hair, as her eyes were fixated on his face. "So cry, so that I don't feel so lonely when I do too." Tears swelled up in her eyes as she let out a small sob.
Miroku's facial features saddened, he quickly realized he wasn't the only one hurting. "Sango." Miroku removed her hand from his hair and pulled her into his arms. His grip was firm over her showing no intention of letting go. Miroku closed his eyes as his tears escaped freely.
Sango could feel the moisture from Miroku's face on her own as their bodies pressed against each other. She smiled slightly, happy to see him allowing himself to cry with her.
Miroku stroked his hands through her long silky black hair. "What happens now, Sango?" Miroku could feel Sango tense after his question and he began fidgeting with uncertainty and worry.
Her voice cracked as she tried to find the courage to speak. "I. I don't know. There's just so many questions and what ifs right now that I'm not sure myself."
Miroku was quick to answer. "I won't go," he said in a rushed tone. "You're. You're everything to me and if it wasn't for you I'd. I don't know where I'd be."
Sango shook her head. "Miroku, there's no telling where you could be now but the point is, am I worth so much to you that you'd throw away your greatest opportunity to get your life back on track." She gazed into his eyes questionably curious as to what his answer would be.
Miroku broke his embrace over Sango and focused his eyes intently into Sango's. He unexpectedly leaned into Sango and brushed his lips against hers in a quick but affectionate kiss. "When you love someone you sacrifice everything to be with them no matter what the cost."
Sango quickly became a mess of emotions. She of course wanted Miroku to stay but not if he was going to have any regrets. He couldn't have any regrets, or she'd have to regret getting so close to him and that was something she couldn't accept. "Would you give yourself to me then?" She winced after she said the words, but she had to know, she'd regret it otherwise.
Miroku frowned at the question, it was a simple question but yet he couldn't answer her. 'Could I? Am I able to do that for her? Can I love her in that way?' Such questions he couldn't answer scared him. He should have been able to answer her but he couldn't. He looked back at her sadly. "I don't know," he said in a hushed tone. "I honestly don't know."
She sighed unhappy with his answer, she did her best not to show her disappointment however. "Then take some more time to think this matter over. I'm not going anywhere and my feelings are still the same for you, I would give myself to you."
Sango could sense Miroku's shock but shrugged it off and got to her point. "I know it's forward but you have to know how I feel too. Just think things over before you decide anything, okay?" She looked pleadingly into his eyes hoping he wouldn't be too rash.
Miroku nodded. "I will." He watched sadly as Sango exited the hospital room; he wanted to badly to stop her at that moment but was unable to get up. His voice acted on his body's need for her not to leave. "Please. Don't go I need you." Tears ran down his face. "I need you Sango."
She shook her head. "No, I can't stay with you any longer tonight. I'll come back tomorrow morning and we can talk some more. Don't be afraid of my leaving, because I'm not going far." She smiled and left the room in hurry worrying about his reaction and feeling that she wouldn't be able to leave.
A lump began to form in Miroku's throat. He could sense more tears were coming as his sadness consumed him. "But I' am afraid Sango, afraid that tomorrow when I wake up you wont be here for me anymore." He let out a small but silent sob. "You're too cruel god," he seethed. "You're too cruel." He buried his face in his pillow and broke down.
Sango stood pressed up against Miroku's door, she could hear his sobs and pleas and it only made her feel worse. She didn't want to leave him in such a vulnerable state but she had to leave and clear her head herself. She wiped her tears away and walked down the hall to the exit not wanting to look back. "Miroku," she whispered silently to herself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sango sniffled and did her best to keep herself from bursting into another sob. The memory of earlier today still stuck with her. She was slowly starting to regret not staying with Miroku when he was so fragile, but she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle her emotions.
"I'm a coward, I ran away when the person I love needed me most."
'He needed to think,' she reasoned with herself. 'Leaving him to think about things was a good idea it was too hard with you there.'
"He didn't need to be alone, he wanted me there with him. He's really confused and needs someone to comfort him and when he reached out to me I turned away from him."
'You couldn't help it, he hurt you. He's not on the same level of commitment as you are with him, he's still too unsure with himself.'
"He can't help if he's not ready yet, he's not used to being affectionate with people, and me leaving him alone like that is probably raising more doubts in his mind. He needs someone to be there for him no matter what and not turn away when things get ugly."
Her reassuring voice in her mind didn't respond, she had no doubts now that what she did was unfair. She wanted so bad to shake some sense into herself at that moment and make her go back into that hospital room. Unfortunately, she couldn't go back and she could only regret her decision and see him tomorrow.
'Tomorrow,' she thought. 'Tomorrow I won't run away from him and I'll be there no matter. I love him and wont let him have any doubts about my feelings for him.'
She relaxed more at the thought of seeing him and making things right. She snuggled her head into her pillow and pulled a set of warm blankets over her. She closed her eyes tightly not wanting to open them till it was morning.
"I'll be there for you, Miroku."
Miroku tossed and turned in a frantic and constant fashion. Any new position he tried quickly became uncomfortable and he would thrash about in his bed till he found a new one that suited him for a while. It felt like it was impossible to just lie still and relax. His mind was too occupied with other thoughts hindering his rest.
"This is stupid," he groaned. He let out an annoyed sigh and let his body stop moving every five seconds and laid his head back and stared up at the ceiling. His annoyance lessened slightly with something to look at.sorta.
He continued huffing and making little sounds of frustration. He was clearly agitated but he couldn't figure out why so much. With everything that had happened he had a right to be annoyed but to such a extent was driving him crazy.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" he muttered to himself. "Why am I so restless?"
'You know why," the voice in his head responded. 'You miss her, you miss Sango and are just too proud to admit it.'
Miroku growled, "Stupid voice in head. I suppose you have me all figured out don't you?"
'Stop being weird Miroku, I'm your inner voice so I' am you. Don't talk to me like I'm a person people are going to think you're weird.'
"But I' am weird," he responded quickly. "I mean." He sighed and continued with what he was trying to say. "I don't care about anything else I just want to know what the hell is bothering me so much."
'I told you already, you miss Sango. It's that simple you feel bad about earlier and want someone to be there for you to comfort you and you're irritated that Sango had to leave.'
Miroku frowned immensely, he hated it when he had to admit to such shallow feelings of loneliness, it made him feel sad and pathetic. "Damn."
'Don't you hate it when you know you're wrong? Heh heh. Any way, the point is you shouldn't be so hung up over this. Did she not say she'd be back tomorrow?'
"True."
'Then there shouldn't be a problem. And stop talking to yourself, the nurses who have been coming in and out of your room are looking concerned.'
Miroku grumbled, "Stupid voice inside of head."
"Excuse me?" A young nurse shot him a confused and worried glance as she changed the IVS in his arms.
Miroku blushed a light shade of pink, he felt slightly embarrassed that someone came in while he was having one of his weirder moments. "It's nothing, sorry."
"Right." The nurse finished her task and hurried out of the room.
Miroku shook his head and chuckled. "God I'm such a freak."
"But you're my freak," came a voice from the doorway.
Miroku's eyes flashed over to the door, his mouth hung wide open as his eyes started bugging out. "Sango? What are you doing here?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, I' am evil but put the blame not on me but on yourselves. I have been getting people pressuring me to update for days now and I've been extremely busy with other things. Yes, this is a very short update and yes, I left it at a very confusing place. I have some obligations to fulfill though.
Keep Inu-shounen working on my picture of Sexy Sexy Miroku. Finish a bunch of huge school assignments. Survive what will be a week of hell.
Any way, all that means is it's probably going to be another long while before I update unfortunately. It's not a 100% fact but it's very probable. But I will be sure to make the next chapter very very long to make up for the shortness of this chapter. Don't kill me though because then I can't write more for you guys. Much love to you reviewers.
Inu-shounen~ What good is having a tragic fic if you can't have any humor in it? Especially dirty humor!
Aamalie~ Okay, I regret now having her do that but I don't like to re-write my chapters after I put them up because then I can look back and notice my mistakes. As for being evil I'm starting to enjoy that as well. Damn schedules!
Blulily07~ It's probably not the beginning to the chapter that you expected but I was sure to have the scene in there for you guys so you knew what happened.
Insomni-maniac~ If you're broken just get some glue and get to work. But I really don't mind hearing that, thanks.
Lar-lar~ Sorry to have to make you wait so long for an update but I was struggling with this chapter and re-wrote a few times actually and even though it's short I hope you still like it.
Tired of this fic~ I'm sorry you feel that way about the story and I'll admit it gets a little excessive with all the times Miroku gets beaten up and I'm sorry you find it boring but there's just one crucial reason I can't end it yet. Whether you care to see what it is, is up to you but give me constructive criticism as to how I should end it. Any way, that's all I wanted to say and if you don't want to read the fic anymore because it's boring than don't, and don't bother reviewing again if you're going to say the same thing. Thanks. ^_^ Oh and you'd be happy to know things will be wrapped up very shortly. God that was a lot more than one more thing.
Rissi-sama~ You need to start wearing something heat resistant so you don't keep melting like that, thanks for the kind words too.
Rain angst~ Not worried, I just want us social outcasts to stick together and thanks for the compliment.
Small-buttercup~ Yes, I admit I sort of forgot about Kagome and Inuyasha but I'll try to include them sometime soon, I promise! But hey, there'll be some more laughs coming soon.
Well that's all the reviews I got for chapter 17, thanks a lot you guys. You all kick ass! Please review again for this chapter if you're able to, thanks! ^_^
Next chapter~ More explanations and stuff. yeah. I can't give you much of a description of what happens next.
Expect the next update not until I'd say Sunday or Monday sadly. But it depends on some things but I wouldn't expect it for a while yet. Sorry! Blame my damn teachers!
Adios for now,
Zero.
Dialog~ "Meep meep meep."
Thoughts~ 'Meep meep meep.'
Authors note~ I had no idea what I was going to do with this chapter but I thought it'd be sort of interesting to have sort of a reflection with our two main characters over what's happened so far and where they're at. No, that's not all that's going to happen in this chapter because that'd be too boring. The reason I'm doing a reflection is because the story is going to reach its final climax soon and everything that's happened so far contributes to it. Have faith in me and trust I know what I'm doing. Honestly, I was worried about the last chapter was a little much but I only received one flame and it seemed pretty irrelevant to my fears so I'm going to ignore it for the most part and finish this how I want it finished. Thank you. And thanks to ALL of my reviewers, you're all great. Much love to ya. ^_^
Chapter 18
Sango curled up in a tight ball burying her face within herself as she lay almost lifelessly on her bed. The room was dark and blanketed her face from anyone who may try to come in, for if they had they would see a broken teen with a puffy red face and running mascara. Sango couldn't control the tears trailing down her face. She cried silently to herself with nobody there to wipe away her tears, Miroku was the only one who could ever rid her of her tears. Unfortunately he wasn't there, and he too was crying silent that night.
She took a deep breath trying to keep from breaking out into more tears but it was to no avail. The tears wouldn't stop coming, like an endless rain shower, it poured. "Why? It just isn't fair. It just isn't fair," she whispered.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sango's eyes widened in absolute fear. She quickly scrambled out of the bed in a noisy clatter but managed to locate her shirt quickly, while Miroku dealt with Dr. Okashii.
"Dr. Okashii, wait just one moment please. I just want to finish up a conversation I was having with my visitor." Miroku held his breath hoping this would stall enough time for Sango to whip her shirt back on and look inconspicuous.
"I don't have much time afraid and this matter needs to be resolved immediately. So, your conversation will have to wait."
Miroku bit down hard on his lip as his gaze nervously shifted over to Sango who was fumbling nervously to turn her shirt inside out and slip it back on. "Yeah, okay you can come in." He closed his eyes tightly full of worry.
"Got it!" Sango quickly slipped her top over arms and scampered back over to the chair she had been sitting in before.
Dr. Okashii entered the room and noticed Sango with her shirt on backwards and Miroku with his hair unbound and him nervously twitching. She smiled a knowing smile and would have said something but had no time for it, so she went straight to business. "Miroku, I have some interesting news for you."
Miroku raised and eyebrow curiously at the doctor. "Oh? What sort of news?"
"It seems your mother had a sister on her side that you weren't aware of, apparently your aunt would be willing to take you in."
The news didn't thrill Miroku one bit, sure he had somewhere to stay again but that meant possibly moving away. That was something he couldn't accept. "I see. Does she live very far from here?"
Kikai frowned; this was the sort of news she hated to give. "No, I'm afraid she doesn't live around here. I'm sorry; I'll leave you some time to think. I'll be back later." She turned and left the room hastily.
Miroku watched the doctor leave and turned his head back over to Sango who seemed to be in a daze. He offered her a look that just screamed, what the hell just happened.
Sango didn't say anything in response; everything had gone so fast it was all so unreal. "Miroku what just happened?"
Miroku shook his head in disbelief. "Nothing good Sango, nothing good." He closed his eyes tightly so that Sango wouldn't see him cry. Tears were beginning to escape despite his efforts and he quickly wiped them away. "Damnit."
"Don't." Sango got up from her chair and placed her hand over Miroku's.
He peered into her eyes curiously, wondering why she stopped him. "Sango?"
"It's okay to cry," she said. "We all have to cry sometimes and you're no exception." She ran her hand through Miroku's undone hair, as her eyes were fixated on his face. "So cry, so that I don't feel so lonely when I do too." Tears swelled up in her eyes as she let out a small sob.
Miroku's facial features saddened, he quickly realized he wasn't the only one hurting. "Sango." Miroku removed her hand from his hair and pulled her into his arms. His grip was firm over her showing no intention of letting go. Miroku closed his eyes as his tears escaped freely.
Sango could feel the moisture from Miroku's face on her own as their bodies pressed against each other. She smiled slightly, happy to see him allowing himself to cry with her.
Miroku stroked his hands through her long silky black hair. "What happens now, Sango?" Miroku could feel Sango tense after his question and he began fidgeting with uncertainty and worry.
Her voice cracked as she tried to find the courage to speak. "I. I don't know. There's just so many questions and what ifs right now that I'm not sure myself."
Miroku was quick to answer. "I won't go," he said in a rushed tone. "You're. You're everything to me and if it wasn't for you I'd. I don't know where I'd be."
Sango shook her head. "Miroku, there's no telling where you could be now but the point is, am I worth so much to you that you'd throw away your greatest opportunity to get your life back on track." She gazed into his eyes questionably curious as to what his answer would be.
Miroku broke his embrace over Sango and focused his eyes intently into Sango's. He unexpectedly leaned into Sango and brushed his lips against hers in a quick but affectionate kiss. "When you love someone you sacrifice everything to be with them no matter what the cost."
Sango quickly became a mess of emotions. She of course wanted Miroku to stay but not if he was going to have any regrets. He couldn't have any regrets, or she'd have to regret getting so close to him and that was something she couldn't accept. "Would you give yourself to me then?" She winced after she said the words, but she had to know, she'd regret it otherwise.
Miroku frowned at the question, it was a simple question but yet he couldn't answer her. 'Could I? Am I able to do that for her? Can I love her in that way?' Such questions he couldn't answer scared him. He should have been able to answer her but he couldn't. He looked back at her sadly. "I don't know," he said in a hushed tone. "I honestly don't know."
She sighed unhappy with his answer, she did her best not to show her disappointment however. "Then take some more time to think this matter over. I'm not going anywhere and my feelings are still the same for you, I would give myself to you."
Sango could sense Miroku's shock but shrugged it off and got to her point. "I know it's forward but you have to know how I feel too. Just think things over before you decide anything, okay?" She looked pleadingly into his eyes hoping he wouldn't be too rash.
Miroku nodded. "I will." He watched sadly as Sango exited the hospital room; he wanted to badly to stop her at that moment but was unable to get up. His voice acted on his body's need for her not to leave. "Please. Don't go I need you." Tears ran down his face. "I need you Sango."
She shook her head. "No, I can't stay with you any longer tonight. I'll come back tomorrow morning and we can talk some more. Don't be afraid of my leaving, because I'm not going far." She smiled and left the room in hurry worrying about his reaction and feeling that she wouldn't be able to leave.
A lump began to form in Miroku's throat. He could sense more tears were coming as his sadness consumed him. "But I' am afraid Sango, afraid that tomorrow when I wake up you wont be here for me anymore." He let out a small but silent sob. "You're too cruel god," he seethed. "You're too cruel." He buried his face in his pillow and broke down.
Sango stood pressed up against Miroku's door, she could hear his sobs and pleas and it only made her feel worse. She didn't want to leave him in such a vulnerable state but she had to leave and clear her head herself. She wiped her tears away and walked down the hall to the exit not wanting to look back. "Miroku," she whispered silently to herself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sango sniffled and did her best to keep herself from bursting into another sob. The memory of earlier today still stuck with her. She was slowly starting to regret not staying with Miroku when he was so fragile, but she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle her emotions.
"I'm a coward, I ran away when the person I love needed me most."
'He needed to think,' she reasoned with herself. 'Leaving him to think about things was a good idea it was too hard with you there.'
"He didn't need to be alone, he wanted me there with him. He's really confused and needs someone to comfort him and when he reached out to me I turned away from him."
'You couldn't help it, he hurt you. He's not on the same level of commitment as you are with him, he's still too unsure with himself.'
"He can't help if he's not ready yet, he's not used to being affectionate with people, and me leaving him alone like that is probably raising more doubts in his mind. He needs someone to be there for him no matter what and not turn away when things get ugly."
Her reassuring voice in her mind didn't respond, she had no doubts now that what she did was unfair. She wanted so bad to shake some sense into herself at that moment and make her go back into that hospital room. Unfortunately, she couldn't go back and she could only regret her decision and see him tomorrow.
'Tomorrow,' she thought. 'Tomorrow I won't run away from him and I'll be there no matter. I love him and wont let him have any doubts about my feelings for him.'
She relaxed more at the thought of seeing him and making things right. She snuggled her head into her pillow and pulled a set of warm blankets over her. She closed her eyes tightly not wanting to open them till it was morning.
"I'll be there for you, Miroku."
Miroku tossed and turned in a frantic and constant fashion. Any new position he tried quickly became uncomfortable and he would thrash about in his bed till he found a new one that suited him for a while. It felt like it was impossible to just lie still and relax. His mind was too occupied with other thoughts hindering his rest.
"This is stupid," he groaned. He let out an annoyed sigh and let his body stop moving every five seconds and laid his head back and stared up at the ceiling. His annoyance lessened slightly with something to look at.sorta.
He continued huffing and making little sounds of frustration. He was clearly agitated but he couldn't figure out why so much. With everything that had happened he had a right to be annoyed but to such a extent was driving him crazy.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" he muttered to himself. "Why am I so restless?"
'You know why," the voice in his head responded. 'You miss her, you miss Sango and are just too proud to admit it.'
Miroku growled, "Stupid voice in head. I suppose you have me all figured out don't you?"
'Stop being weird Miroku, I'm your inner voice so I' am you. Don't talk to me like I'm a person people are going to think you're weird.'
"But I' am weird," he responded quickly. "I mean." He sighed and continued with what he was trying to say. "I don't care about anything else I just want to know what the hell is bothering me so much."
'I told you already, you miss Sango. It's that simple you feel bad about earlier and want someone to be there for you to comfort you and you're irritated that Sango had to leave.'
Miroku frowned immensely, he hated it when he had to admit to such shallow feelings of loneliness, it made him feel sad and pathetic. "Damn."
'Don't you hate it when you know you're wrong? Heh heh. Any way, the point is you shouldn't be so hung up over this. Did she not say she'd be back tomorrow?'
"True."
'Then there shouldn't be a problem. And stop talking to yourself, the nurses who have been coming in and out of your room are looking concerned.'
Miroku grumbled, "Stupid voice inside of head."
"Excuse me?" A young nurse shot him a confused and worried glance as she changed the IVS in his arms.
Miroku blushed a light shade of pink, he felt slightly embarrassed that someone came in while he was having one of his weirder moments. "It's nothing, sorry."
"Right." The nurse finished her task and hurried out of the room.
Miroku shook his head and chuckled. "God I'm such a freak."
"But you're my freak," came a voice from the doorway.
Miroku's eyes flashed over to the door, his mouth hung wide open as his eyes started bugging out. "Sango? What are you doing here?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, I' am evil but put the blame not on me but on yourselves. I have been getting people pressuring me to update for days now and I've been extremely busy with other things. Yes, this is a very short update and yes, I left it at a very confusing place. I have some obligations to fulfill though.
Keep Inu-shounen working on my picture of Sexy Sexy Miroku. Finish a bunch of huge school assignments. Survive what will be a week of hell.
Any way, all that means is it's probably going to be another long while before I update unfortunately. It's not a 100% fact but it's very probable. But I will be sure to make the next chapter very very long to make up for the shortness of this chapter. Don't kill me though because then I can't write more for you guys. Much love to you reviewers.
Inu-shounen~ What good is having a tragic fic if you can't have any humor in it? Especially dirty humor!
Aamalie~ Okay, I regret now having her do that but I don't like to re-write my chapters after I put them up because then I can look back and notice my mistakes. As for being evil I'm starting to enjoy that as well. Damn schedules!
Blulily07~ It's probably not the beginning to the chapter that you expected but I was sure to have the scene in there for you guys so you knew what happened.
Insomni-maniac~ If you're broken just get some glue and get to work. But I really don't mind hearing that, thanks.
Lar-lar~ Sorry to have to make you wait so long for an update but I was struggling with this chapter and re-wrote a few times actually and even though it's short I hope you still like it.
Tired of this fic~ I'm sorry you feel that way about the story and I'll admit it gets a little excessive with all the times Miroku gets beaten up and I'm sorry you find it boring but there's just one crucial reason I can't end it yet. Whether you care to see what it is, is up to you but give me constructive criticism as to how I should end it. Any way, that's all I wanted to say and if you don't want to read the fic anymore because it's boring than don't, and don't bother reviewing again if you're going to say the same thing. Thanks. ^_^ Oh and you'd be happy to know things will be wrapped up very shortly. God that was a lot more than one more thing.
Rissi-sama~ You need to start wearing something heat resistant so you don't keep melting like that, thanks for the kind words too.
Rain angst~ Not worried, I just want us social outcasts to stick together and thanks for the compliment.
Small-buttercup~ Yes, I admit I sort of forgot about Kagome and Inuyasha but I'll try to include them sometime soon, I promise! But hey, there'll be some more laughs coming soon.
Well that's all the reviews I got for chapter 17, thanks a lot you guys. You all kick ass! Please review again for this chapter if you're able to, thanks! ^_^
Next chapter~ More explanations and stuff. yeah. I can't give you much of a description of what happens next.
Expect the next update not until I'd say Sunday or Monday sadly. But it depends on some things but I wouldn't expect it for a while yet. Sorry! Blame my damn teachers!
Adios for now,
Zero.