Note: Sorry for the delay, now the story continues.....
The formerly quiet night sky quavered with life as thunder clouds clashed boldly in the
skies. Rain splattered on the roof of the palace, causing Sango and her friends to be grateful for
their shelter.
Refusing to let Inuyasha duke it out with the fire again, Sango lit the candles that
decorated the walls and tables. Upon returning to the room, Miroku had pulled a large blanket
over his head and fallen asleep.
"I'm so glad we're indoors tonight, aren't you, Inuyasha?" Kagome said, smiling. "Oh,
that reminds me! Who wants cinnamon rolls?"
"Cinna-what?" Inuyasha asked with a confused look on his face.
"Cinnamon rolls!" Kagome replied. She pulled a tupperware container out of her
cluttered backpack, opened it, and offered her friends the bakery goods.
"Mmmmmm," Sango said, her spirits becoming brighter with each bite of sugary
goodness. "These are great, Kagome!"
Shippou curled on top of Inuyasha's head with an armful of treats and a satisfactory
smile on his face. "Yummy... cimmanon rolls."
"Get off my head, you little rat! You're making my ears stick!" the hanyou growled
defensively.
Sango giggled and licked the frosting off her lips.
"Should we wake up Miroku and share with him?" Kagome said trying not to choke on
her mouthful from laughing so hard.
The smile faded from Sango's face. "No, let him sleep. He's... had a hard night." Not
knowing where to look at the remembrance of her monk, she nervously examined the frosting on
her fingertips. Kagome's sweet roll suddenly felt like a stone in her stomach.
"What happened in there?" Shippou inquired as he shoveled through Kagome's backpack
for more food. "It must have been an easy defeat since there were no jewels in her body." The kit
pulled his head out of a canvas pocket having found a trinket that satisfied his curiosity. The
mini glass jar holding the Shikon jewel shards gleamed in the moonlight.
"Yeah," Sango mumbled. "Easy... no problem."
Kagome sensed that perhaps when lovesick Sango had found Miroku earlier, he was
probably doing the opposite of an exorcism. She moved to kneel in front of Sango. She shot a
this-is-a-girl's-only-conversation-so-stay-out look to Inuyasha then whispered, "You saw them
kissing, didn't you?"
Every feeling of love and hate for Miroku welled up inside of Sango and gushed out of
her eyes. Kagome patted her shoulders, giving her time to cry, then talk.
"When I saw him in her arms, I've never hated someone so much. I..." she gasped
through tears for strength, "I hated her for touching him and him for letting her. But... but still..."
"You love him," Kagome supplied. "Believe me Sango, I know what it's like to want
someone so jealously that you hate to see them look at anyone else." Resentful memories of
Kikyo and Inuyasha flashed through her mind.
Sango sniffed and nodded at the truthfulness of Kagome's words. Her face burned hot
like a convict under a heat lamp. Her eyes wandered to where the black-haired monk slept. His
innocent slumber grasped Sango's heart as she realized how much she loved Miroku. His glad
attitude and protective instinct in a tight situation. And the complete attractiveness that
surrounded him She wished to wrap her arms around his shoulders and whisper of her ashamed
crush on him.
"Tell Miroku how you feel, Sango," Kagome added with a hint of hopefulness. "Or else
he'll never know."
Sango wrapped her arms around her unsettled stomach as if to hush it and protested, "Oh,
but Kagome,... it's not that easy..."
At that moment, a long, silver object smashed through that glass wall facing the outside
and cut through the air like a rocket, narrowly missing Sango's head and landing at Inuyasha's
feet.
The hanyou had risen from his seat on the floor as though expecting the missile to come
flying at the window and hissed, "We have visitors." No sooner had he finished this statement, a
shower of rocks shattered the remainder of the window sending shards of white glass raining to
the floor of the room.
"Um... angry villagers?" Kagome guessed warily at the scene before her. Outside, the
frame of the wall stood a crowd of at least thirty livid dwellers from the village Rumiko. Each
brandishing a sword, hoe, or tossing rocks menacingly into the air and catching them again.
Kagome snatched her bow and arrow. Sango's hands flew to her boomerang and said,
"Haven't you heard of common courtesy?"
"Yeah!" Kagome yelled. "What have we ever done to you?"
"Shut up, wench," the nearest male villager sneered. "Don't act like you don't know what
you did." He raised the metal edged hoe in his hand into the air and advanced toward Kagome.
Inuyasha stepped in front of her, growling reproachfully, causing the man to take a step
backward.
He probably just noticed the demon's dog-like ears, Sango thought.
Trying not to appear intimidated, the man bellowed, "Lady Sadako was courteous enough
to let a gang of lowly travelers stay at the palace and this is how you repay her? You have
harmed the daimyo's daughter, and for that you will pay!"
"Harmed?" Sango muttered to herself wondering if she had indeed gotten rid of Sadako's
demon or only further angered her. "And now the villagers are defending her...but why..."
Shippou piped up from somewhere at her feet, "Sango! Remember the old man said only
the people of the palace suspected Sadako was possessed!"
"The villagers know nothing of it," Inuyasha concluded. "They only see this as an attack
on their precious princess."
A villager charged toward Sango. But before the sharp steel point could spell out Sango's
doom, she thrust her boomerang forward to slam between his shoulders. Instantly, the remaining
took the signal and flew forward slinging stones and brandishing knives.
Sango's jumped onto her fainting attacker's back and launched herself forward as she
shoved her elbow into an oncomer's stomach.
Bam! Slam! Crunch! "There are.. too many," she choked through the mass of arms and
legs. She was trying her best to knock them out one after another, but it was getting harder and
harder to move.
Kagome's arrow whistled by Sango's head as it hit one villager squarely in the chest just
as he was about to strike her with a clubbed fist. The arrow glowed with priestess magic to show
the paralyzed victim would awaken in a few days time with a considerably sore chest.
Holding one man off effortlessly, Inuyasha raised Tetsaiga as if to wipe out the entire
gang in one swipe.
"Inuyasha," Kagome warned. "Don't you dare... they don't mean any harm!"
"Really?!" the hanyou drawled sarcastically. "Tell me that again after another one tries to
beat me down with a dog bone!"
Sango twisted free of the confusion. "Come on! We're leaving!"
The two girls shoved their way out as Sango grabbed the jar containing the jewel shards
and put them into her pocket. She hurled a sleeping gas bomb in the crowd's direction as
Shippou clamped onto her leg. Inuyasha glanced back in the corner of the room to see Miroku
still sleeping through the chaos.
"I swear, he can sleep through anything," the dog demon sneered. Grabbing the hilt of his
sword, he whacked the monk on the head and yelled, "Get up, idiot!"
Note: whew! That was long. I had to take two sessions to type that one. The next chapter is my
favorite but it will have to wait a day or two. Im so excited. Plz review... and have a fortune
cookie day. Hehe, I can picture Inu and the gang getting chased by a crowd of angry, frothing at
the mouth villagers...
The formerly quiet night sky quavered with life as thunder clouds clashed boldly in the
skies. Rain splattered on the roof of the palace, causing Sango and her friends to be grateful for
their shelter.
Refusing to let Inuyasha duke it out with the fire again, Sango lit the candles that
decorated the walls and tables. Upon returning to the room, Miroku had pulled a large blanket
over his head and fallen asleep.
"I'm so glad we're indoors tonight, aren't you, Inuyasha?" Kagome said, smiling. "Oh,
that reminds me! Who wants cinnamon rolls?"
"Cinna-what?" Inuyasha asked with a confused look on his face.
"Cinnamon rolls!" Kagome replied. She pulled a tupperware container out of her
cluttered backpack, opened it, and offered her friends the bakery goods.
"Mmmmmm," Sango said, her spirits becoming brighter with each bite of sugary
goodness. "These are great, Kagome!"
Shippou curled on top of Inuyasha's head with an armful of treats and a satisfactory
smile on his face. "Yummy... cimmanon rolls."
"Get off my head, you little rat! You're making my ears stick!" the hanyou growled
defensively.
Sango giggled and licked the frosting off her lips.
"Should we wake up Miroku and share with him?" Kagome said trying not to choke on
her mouthful from laughing so hard.
The smile faded from Sango's face. "No, let him sleep. He's... had a hard night." Not
knowing where to look at the remembrance of her monk, she nervously examined the frosting on
her fingertips. Kagome's sweet roll suddenly felt like a stone in her stomach.
"What happened in there?" Shippou inquired as he shoveled through Kagome's backpack
for more food. "It must have been an easy defeat since there were no jewels in her body." The kit
pulled his head out of a canvas pocket having found a trinket that satisfied his curiosity. The
mini glass jar holding the Shikon jewel shards gleamed in the moonlight.
"Yeah," Sango mumbled. "Easy... no problem."
Kagome sensed that perhaps when lovesick Sango had found Miroku earlier, he was
probably doing the opposite of an exorcism. She moved to kneel in front of Sango. She shot a
this-is-a-girl's-only-conversation-so-stay-out look to Inuyasha then whispered, "You saw them
kissing, didn't you?"
Every feeling of love and hate for Miroku welled up inside of Sango and gushed out of
her eyes. Kagome patted her shoulders, giving her time to cry, then talk.
"When I saw him in her arms, I've never hated someone so much. I..." she gasped
through tears for strength, "I hated her for touching him and him for letting her. But... but still..."
"You love him," Kagome supplied. "Believe me Sango, I know what it's like to want
someone so jealously that you hate to see them look at anyone else." Resentful memories of
Kikyo and Inuyasha flashed through her mind.
Sango sniffed and nodded at the truthfulness of Kagome's words. Her face burned hot
like a convict under a heat lamp. Her eyes wandered to where the black-haired monk slept. His
innocent slumber grasped Sango's heart as she realized how much she loved Miroku. His glad
attitude and protective instinct in a tight situation. And the complete attractiveness that
surrounded him She wished to wrap her arms around his shoulders and whisper of her ashamed
crush on him.
"Tell Miroku how you feel, Sango," Kagome added with a hint of hopefulness. "Or else
he'll never know."
Sango wrapped her arms around her unsettled stomach as if to hush it and protested, "Oh,
but Kagome,... it's not that easy..."
At that moment, a long, silver object smashed through that glass wall facing the outside
and cut through the air like a rocket, narrowly missing Sango's head and landing at Inuyasha's
feet.
The hanyou had risen from his seat on the floor as though expecting the missile to come
flying at the window and hissed, "We have visitors." No sooner had he finished this statement, a
shower of rocks shattered the remainder of the window sending shards of white glass raining to
the floor of the room.
"Um... angry villagers?" Kagome guessed warily at the scene before her. Outside, the
frame of the wall stood a crowd of at least thirty livid dwellers from the village Rumiko. Each
brandishing a sword, hoe, or tossing rocks menacingly into the air and catching them again.
Kagome snatched her bow and arrow. Sango's hands flew to her boomerang and said,
"Haven't you heard of common courtesy?"
"Yeah!" Kagome yelled. "What have we ever done to you?"
"Shut up, wench," the nearest male villager sneered. "Don't act like you don't know what
you did." He raised the metal edged hoe in his hand into the air and advanced toward Kagome.
Inuyasha stepped in front of her, growling reproachfully, causing the man to take a step
backward.
He probably just noticed the demon's dog-like ears, Sango thought.
Trying not to appear intimidated, the man bellowed, "Lady Sadako was courteous enough
to let a gang of lowly travelers stay at the palace and this is how you repay her? You have
harmed the daimyo's daughter, and for that you will pay!"
"Harmed?" Sango muttered to herself wondering if she had indeed gotten rid of Sadako's
demon or only further angered her. "And now the villagers are defending her...but why..."
Shippou piped up from somewhere at her feet, "Sango! Remember the old man said only
the people of the palace suspected Sadako was possessed!"
"The villagers know nothing of it," Inuyasha concluded. "They only see this as an attack
on their precious princess."
A villager charged toward Sango. But before the sharp steel point could spell out Sango's
doom, she thrust her boomerang forward to slam between his shoulders. Instantly, the remaining
took the signal and flew forward slinging stones and brandishing knives.
Sango's jumped onto her fainting attacker's back and launched herself forward as she
shoved her elbow into an oncomer's stomach.
Bam! Slam! Crunch! "There are.. too many," she choked through the mass of arms and
legs. She was trying her best to knock them out one after another, but it was getting harder and
harder to move.
Kagome's arrow whistled by Sango's head as it hit one villager squarely in the chest just
as he was about to strike her with a clubbed fist. The arrow glowed with priestess magic to show
the paralyzed victim would awaken in a few days time with a considerably sore chest.
Holding one man off effortlessly, Inuyasha raised Tetsaiga as if to wipe out the entire
gang in one swipe.
"Inuyasha," Kagome warned. "Don't you dare... they don't mean any harm!"
"Really?!" the hanyou drawled sarcastically. "Tell me that again after another one tries to
beat me down with a dog bone!"
Sango twisted free of the confusion. "Come on! We're leaving!"
The two girls shoved their way out as Sango grabbed the jar containing the jewel shards
and put them into her pocket. She hurled a sleeping gas bomb in the crowd's direction as
Shippou clamped onto her leg. Inuyasha glanced back in the corner of the room to see Miroku
still sleeping through the chaos.
"I swear, he can sleep through anything," the dog demon sneered. Grabbing the hilt of his
sword, he whacked the monk on the head and yelled, "Get up, idiot!"
Note: whew! That was long. I had to take two sessions to type that one. The next chapter is my
favorite but it will have to wait a day or two. Im so excited. Plz review... and have a fortune
cookie day. Hehe, I can picture Inu and the gang getting chased by a crowd of angry, frothing at
the mouth villagers...