Sango and Shippo were sitting in the backroom of a small hut where they would be staying for a few days. While Inuyasha and Kagome were out "questing" they had been left to care for the monk who was currently lying unconscious in a corner, many bruises and slap marks semi-permanently imprinted on his face.
"Pervert." Sango grumbled, still furious about their previous little "adventure". "The nerve…"
The otherwise quiet day in the village was broken by morbid cries of "Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!" This was odd because there was no plague in the area and so no reason to be shouting this. Whenever anyone tried to question the man responsible though, he replied that he was "practicing". Just in case, you know.
The unnecessary cries drifted though the streets grating on Sango's already frazzled nerves. As her eyes fell on the unconscious monk in the corner, an idea occurred to her that would shut the man in the street up AND get rid of a certain pest.
"Bring out your dead!" the man with the cart approached them. "Bring out your – "
"I've got a dead!" Sango cut him off quickly, gesturing to Miroku in the corner.
"Who me?" Miroku had woken up in time to catch the latest vein of conversation. "I'm not dead yet!"
"Yes you are." Sango hissed at him, giving him an evil glare.
"He says he's not dead!" The man pointed out, not wanting to be fooled.
"Well… he will be in a minute." Sango amended. "He's very ill."
"Hey! I'm getting better." Miroku looked positively insulted.
"I can't take him like that. It's against the rules." The man apologized.
"Please. Just this once." Sango really wanted to teach Miroku a lesson about keeping one's hands to one's self.
"Sorry."
Miroku meanwhile was cheerfully singing, "I feel happy! I feel happy!" under his breath, glad to have foiled whatever plot at vengeance it was that Sango had coming for him. Thus he didn't see Hiraikotsu as it connected with an already bruised spot on the back of his skull.
"That better?" Sango asked as she dusted off her hands.
"Yes. Much." The man grabbed Miroku and quickly put him on the cart. "See ya." He waved and was off.
Sango turned to see Shippo eying her critically.
"What?" she asked defensively.
"And you accuse ME of being a child?"