Me: Hey y'all. Meet Chaim.
Chaim: Let me go, you moron. I will not say it.
Me: Come on. Do it for me...? =P
Chaim: No. I will no make myself look like a fool by saying that you didn't
create the characters or anything else in Inuyasha. You don't even have a
share of their stock or whatever.
Me: Fine, plus I think what you jsut said is enough anyways.
Chaim: ...
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"Stand back! Kazaana!" Miroku jumps in front of the group and opens his wind tunnel. The dupicate stumbles and flys at the wind tunnel. Both Mirokus' hands met, and for a second, everything stood still. Both of them stuggles to hold their ground. Inuyasha takes out Tetsusaiga and slices the duplicate in half. The pain shows on his face, and he is drawn into the real Miroku's wind tunnel. Miroku closes it.
"Thanks, Inuyasha. I'm okay, Sango," Miroku holds up his hand as she moves toward her to indicate that he is alright. He had showed pain on his face when he was closing his wind tunnel. Then without warning he falls. He was unconscience before Sango caught him.
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Miroku opens his eyes to find the sun raising and in Sango's lap. Sango stirs as Miroku gets up, and yawns.
"I'm glad you're okay, Miroku. You were burning all night yesterday."
"I'm sorry I worried you." Miroku puts her hand into his.
"Miroku...." She blushes, but then her expression changes as Miroku caresses a familiar spot. She throws him at the nearest tree, and he bounces off it, and faints.
Shippou, who was there the whole time, says, "That Miroku never gives up."
"He always ruins a good moment." Kagome sighs.
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After Miroku recovers for the second time, the sun said it was noon. Inuyasha blames Miroku for wasting their time, and says he can't find the youkai's trail anymore. They walked towards where the youkai had fled, and soon enough they had to settle to make camp. Sango goes to gather some water as Miroku started a fire. Inuyasha's face meets the ground as Kagome grabs her bag from him, saying something about touching other people's stuff. Miroku wasn't listening. The whole group had ignored him today. He sits gloomingly besides the fire, once in a while feeding wood to the fire while Inuyasha and Kagome continued to argue.
Suddenly, a flash of fire appeared in Sango's direction, and her scream startled several nearby birds. The rest of the group jumps up, grabs their weapons and rushes to Sango's aid. Miroku, being the closest, steps into the next clearing first, and finds Kirara on the ground. In the middle of the clearing, Sango had her sword out, blocking her own Hiraikotsu, wielded by an exact copy. Kagome and Inuyasha reaches the clearing, and stand in shock as they continue, not noticing the three of them. Kagome rushes to Kirara, who had transformed back, and holds him in her arms. Inuyasha draws Tetsusaiga.
"Inuyasha, help them!" Kagome looks from the Sangos to him.
"How the hell am I suppose to do that? I can't tell which one is which." He looks back and forth as the two of them continued Then, Hiraikotsu met the sword, and the Sango goes flying back and into Miroku. Both of them fly into a tree, and the sword goes into both of them. Miroku's eyes open in shock, while the Sango, stuck to him, smiles and disappears like the other duplicates. The real Sango cries in shock, drops Hiraikotsu and rushes to Miroku. The sword falls to the ground. Miroku falls, and Sango catches him, embracing him.
"Miroku...I'm so sorry..." Sango was crying.
"San...Sango....it's okay....I...." Miroku brushes her tears away. Their eyes met, and so did their lips, and time stood still as they kissed. Then Miroku falls limp, and Sango holds him tighter, crying uncontrollably. Kirara had gone to her side, trying to comfort her, nudging her arm, and brushing his cheek against hers. Kagome herself had collapsed on Inuyasha, tears streaming down her cheeks, and Inuyasha trying to comfort her. Inuyasha looked emotionally shocked.
"Miroku...no...please...don't go...Miroku...Miroku!" Sango's sobs between her words, thinking, wishing that this is like some kind of dream, that Miroku would opens his eyes and smile. But her thoughts seemed futile.
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Okay, to clear some things. The fake Sango had the real one's sword because if she made one herself, it would be too weak and break, like Tetsusaiga in the first chap. That's it...no reviews for me? (Why am I doing this?)
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"Stand back! Kazaana!" Miroku jumps in front of the group and opens his wind tunnel. The dupicate stumbles and flys at the wind tunnel. Both Mirokus' hands met, and for a second, everything stood still. Both of them stuggles to hold their ground. Inuyasha takes out Tetsusaiga and slices the duplicate in half. The pain shows on his face, and he is drawn into the real Miroku's wind tunnel. Miroku closes it.
"Thanks, Inuyasha. I'm okay, Sango," Miroku holds up his hand as she moves toward her to indicate that he is alright. He had showed pain on his face when he was closing his wind tunnel. Then without warning he falls. He was unconscience before Sango caught him.
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Miroku opens his eyes to find the sun raising and in Sango's lap. Sango stirs as Miroku gets up, and yawns.
"I'm glad you're okay, Miroku. You were burning all night yesterday."
"I'm sorry I worried you." Miroku puts her hand into his.
"Miroku...." She blushes, but then her expression changes as Miroku caresses a familiar spot. She throws him at the nearest tree, and he bounces off it, and faints.
Shippou, who was there the whole time, says, "That Miroku never gives up."
"He always ruins a good moment." Kagome sighs.
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After Miroku recovers for the second time, the sun said it was noon. Inuyasha blames Miroku for wasting their time, and says he can't find the youkai's trail anymore. They walked towards where the youkai had fled, and soon enough they had to settle to make camp. Sango goes to gather some water as Miroku started a fire. Inuyasha's face meets the ground as Kagome grabs her bag from him, saying something about touching other people's stuff. Miroku wasn't listening. The whole group had ignored him today. He sits gloomingly besides the fire, once in a while feeding wood to the fire while Inuyasha and Kagome continued to argue.
Suddenly, a flash of fire appeared in Sango's direction, and her scream startled several nearby birds. The rest of the group jumps up, grabs their weapons and rushes to Sango's aid. Miroku, being the closest, steps into the next clearing first, and finds Kirara on the ground. In the middle of the clearing, Sango had her sword out, blocking her own Hiraikotsu, wielded by an exact copy. Kagome and Inuyasha reaches the clearing, and stand in shock as they continue, not noticing the three of them. Kagome rushes to Kirara, who had transformed back, and holds him in her arms. Inuyasha draws Tetsusaiga.
"Inuyasha, help them!" Kagome looks from the Sangos to him.
"How the hell am I suppose to do that? I can't tell which one is which." He looks back and forth as the two of them continued Then, Hiraikotsu met the sword, and the Sango goes flying back and into Miroku. Both of them fly into a tree, and the sword goes into both of them. Miroku's eyes open in shock, while the Sango, stuck to him, smiles and disappears like the other duplicates. The real Sango cries in shock, drops Hiraikotsu and rushes to Miroku. The sword falls to the ground. Miroku falls, and Sango catches him, embracing him.
"Miroku...I'm so sorry..." Sango was crying.
"San...Sango....it's okay....I...." Miroku brushes her tears away. Their eyes met, and so did their lips, and time stood still as they kissed. Then Miroku falls limp, and Sango holds him tighter, crying uncontrollably. Kirara had gone to her side, trying to comfort her, nudging her arm, and brushing his cheek against hers. Kagome herself had collapsed on Inuyasha, tears streaming down her cheeks, and Inuyasha trying to comfort her. Inuyasha looked emotionally shocked.
"Miroku...no...please...don't go...Miroku...Miroku!" Sango's sobs between her words, thinking, wishing that this is like some kind of dream, that Miroku would opens his eyes and smile. But her thoughts seemed futile.
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Okay, to clear some things. The fake Sango had the real one's sword because if she made one herself, it would be too weak and break, like Tetsusaiga in the first chap. That's it...no reviews for me? (Why am I doing this?)