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Author's Note: Gomen ne!! It's been far longer than I intended. Writer's block plus the load of school work we've been getting..I still have a paper to write. _ So sorry, forgive me, eh?
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They were far more than a mere inconvenience anymore. They were a danger to him. Ignoring the knowledge they now had seven of his jewel shards, along with a miko to purify them. He hated her most of all. The stupid wench.
How to kill them, though? They were about evenly matched, he knew, though he'd never say it aloud. His only hope was to separate them. Trying to lure Inuyasha away with the delusion of Kikyou probably wasn't worth another shot. Kagome would never leave his side, otherwise, unless they thought he'd betrayed them.
Perhaps he could try something with Miroku, Sango, Shippou, or Kirara? It was rather glaringly obvious Miroku and Sango were in love with each other. Kagome was fiercly protective over Shippou, as was Sango over Kirara. However, Kirara could hold her own.
It was funniest, however, to see human lovers quarrel. Their emotions flew in every which direction. Made for quite the melodrama. Useless, however. Naraku was pleased he was no longer involved with romance at all.
Kagome and Inuyasha. Miroku and Sango. Just which of the pair first?
Kagome and Inuyasha had been decieved and hurt before. They'd probably be more easily broken than they could have before, but they'd also be on the look out for such deceptions. Miroku and Sango, both having hurt, but not decieved. They knew it was possible, or did they? They were both naive in their own ways, clinging desperately onto a childhood innocence that neither of them really looked to see if it was really there or just their imaginations. Losing everything at once hurts, and neither one of them would allow it to all happen at the same time.
Sango and Miroku it would be, then.
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"Suppertime!" The old voice was clear and calm, calling to its' current visitors. Kaede was pleased to see them all alive and well, despite any injuries. It had been a few days. Inuyasha and Kouga were both healing nicely, thanks to their demonic traits. Kouga faster than Inuyasha, of course. Miroku hadn't been that seriously wounded, and Sango was still resting. Kagome was slightly weaker and less steady, too, but she'd been hit once and that was it. She was stronger than that.
The large group quickly surrounded the food being set for them. The women and Miroku ate slowly, while the male demon companions easily inhaled it, all demanding second helpings within moments. Sango and Kagome rolled their eyes
"I'm so pleased to see you've finally aquired some manners, Houshi-sama," Sango poked Miroku with a chopstick teasingly.
He grinned but replied, "Arigatou. However, must you continue with the formality, Sango? After such a long time I'd hoped you'd be more comfortable in my presence."
"Forgive me...Miroku," she said slowly, as if choosing out important words. He responded by flashing her a smile, making her stomach do back flips. She loved his attention.
Sometimes.
SMACK!
"Houshi-sama, is it nessesary at the dinner table?" Kaede asked him with veiled irritation.
"Gomen ne," he said bowing, his hair momentarily covering the bright mark on his cheek the exact size and shape of Sango's battle-worn palm. All the experience with fighting had made her very strong, and Miroku felt it the rest of his supper.
Kagome and Sango, after helping Kaede clean up, decided upon a nice visit to the hot springs nearby. They both decided they deserved one and didn't feel very much afraid. Miroku, Kouga, and Inuyasha were all nearby, all fiercely protective over their women.
"Mmm...it's so nice, isn't it?" Kagome asked happily, relaxing into the warm water.
"Yes, it is. It's not often anymore we get peaceful moments like these, is it?" Sango asked, finding her own rare moment of happiness. It was a lovely change.
"No, we don't," Kagome answered. A moment of comfortable silence passed. Then, "What do you think will happen next?"
"I wish I knew, Kagome-chan."
"Are you afraid?"
"Iie. I have seen so much, and I'm rather getting used to it. My greatest fear is we will not win or that I will lose you all. I am not afraid of fighting, of death, even Naraku."
"Agreed."
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"Anyone care to join me?" Miroku asked, raising his staff to help himself up.
"I will," Kouga replied, getting up beside him. Hakkaku and Ginta, of course, joined him.
"What about you, Inuyasha?"
"I don't care much for sake. Besides, who will listen out for the girls if not me? While you lazy asses are out there getting drunk and kami knows what else--"
"Inuyasha! It was merely an offer to go out and have some FUN. We don't get to do this much, Inuyasha, and want to take the opprotunity while we have it."
"You'll have all the time in the world once we defeat Naraku," Inuyasha snorted irritably.
"If we defeat Naraku." Miroku's eyes were full of anger and pain, so he cast them to the floor. Inuyasha caught it though, and snorted again. He understood Miroku's fear, but he would not place the safety of the girls on the line for a little fun. Especially not his Kagome..
"Go on ahead. I'm gonna stay here."
"If you say so, Inutrasha," Kouga called cockily as he walked out the door.
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"Hey, Sango, I left my bag over by the springs! Go on ahead, and I'll catch up, okay?"
"Are you sure, Kagome-chan?" Sango asked, but her younger friend had already bounded on ahead, her aim clear. Sango smiled at her ubeat and energetic attitude. It was amazing what a nice hot bath could do for a girl's mood. She turned and walked on. It was a while to the village, and getting dark. Perhaps she should hurry? No, this village was mostly safe and she had Hirakotsu if any lower demon decided to come by.
"Sango-chan."
Sango turned around abruptly, sure she'd heard a voice or the rustle of leaves. "Who is it?" she demanded defensively, holding her weapon close to her. No noise out of the ordinary continued, and after a moment, she let her guard down slightly and continued on.
"Sango-chan."
"What is it?" she demanded, her voice angrier. Again, no reply. To be honest, she was slightly spooked, but she was a strong warrior. Odds were, she could take care of herself.
"Sango-chan." This time the silky voice was down her neck. Turning around a third time, she turned around and whacked it across the face. By impulse, she'd aimed for what would have been Miroku's height. She was so used to slapping someone of his stature, but she was even more surprised when she found herself looking into his big, violet eyes.
"Not the greeting I was expecting, Sango-chan," he replied, slightly hurt. He'd grabbed her wrist sometime, too, but she couldn't remember when he'd done it for the life of her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she snapped, tearing her wrist from him. His hurt visibly deepened. "Gomen. I was a little flustered, and you startled me. That's all."
"Gomen," he echoed, bowing to her for the second time that night. She nodded and continued her walk, this time, with Miroku at her side. She felt ill at ease, however.
"Miroku?"
"Hai?"
"What are you doing here? You weren't spying were you?" she narrowed her eyes with suspicion.
Miroku laughed. "I was doing no such thing. I merely wanted to see if you wanted some company, Sango-chan," he said pleasantly. She nodded, but something was still wrong. Noticing her apprehension, he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Something's bothering you still. What is it?"
"I don't quite know," she sighed honestly. "I wish I did."
"What a shame," he replied, choosing the moment she'd finally allowed herself to let down her guard. Grabbing her wrist once more, he pulled her closer to her. She physically stiffened. She was tempted to wield the hidden blades from her arms. "You wouldn't hurt me, your Houshi-sama, would you, Sango?" he asked quietly, almost a statement rather than a question. She wanted to scream, to kick, anything. This is what wasn't right. Miroku wasn't right.
He was right, however, in that she couldn't bring herself to hurt him. Just like Kohaku. But, she'd have to lov--no, she couldn't. It was unthinkable.
She did the only thing she could think of. Screamed.
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Inuyasha's sensitive ears were plastered to the top of his head. A scream pierced the air in the direction of the hot springs. It was one of the girls, he knew it. Without a second thought, he tore through the forest, cursing Miroku and Kouga's selfishness.
He was surprised to find himself facing a very frightened Sango thrashing abou and a Miroku even more lecherous than usual. Her clothing was torn about the top, which she was desperately trying to keep up. She even had a bruise or two about her pale skin. Inuyasha was amazed Miroku would ever go this far, but his rage kicked in only a moment later seeing Miroku's lecherous grin had not left his face at the sight of Inuyasha, but widened with pride.
"So, when you wanted to have some fun, this is what you meant."
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Author's Note: Like? Dislike? Hate with such a passion you believe I should give up writing altogether? There's only one way to let me know: review, review, review! Thanks to all my reviewers last time, I absolutely adore you all! There won't be so much of a wait next time, I promise!
Author's Note: Gomen ne!! It's been far longer than I intended. Writer's block plus the load of school work we've been getting..I still have a paper to write. _ So sorry, forgive me, eh?
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They were far more than a mere inconvenience anymore. They were a danger to him. Ignoring the knowledge they now had seven of his jewel shards, along with a miko to purify them. He hated her most of all. The stupid wench.
How to kill them, though? They were about evenly matched, he knew, though he'd never say it aloud. His only hope was to separate them. Trying to lure Inuyasha away with the delusion of Kikyou probably wasn't worth another shot. Kagome would never leave his side, otherwise, unless they thought he'd betrayed them.
Perhaps he could try something with Miroku, Sango, Shippou, or Kirara? It was rather glaringly obvious Miroku and Sango were in love with each other. Kagome was fiercly protective over Shippou, as was Sango over Kirara. However, Kirara could hold her own.
It was funniest, however, to see human lovers quarrel. Their emotions flew in every which direction. Made for quite the melodrama. Useless, however. Naraku was pleased he was no longer involved with romance at all.
Kagome and Inuyasha. Miroku and Sango. Just which of the pair first?
Kagome and Inuyasha had been decieved and hurt before. They'd probably be more easily broken than they could have before, but they'd also be on the look out for such deceptions. Miroku and Sango, both having hurt, but not decieved. They knew it was possible, or did they? They were both naive in their own ways, clinging desperately onto a childhood innocence that neither of them really looked to see if it was really there or just their imaginations. Losing everything at once hurts, and neither one of them would allow it to all happen at the same time.
Sango and Miroku it would be, then.
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"Suppertime!" The old voice was clear and calm, calling to its' current visitors. Kaede was pleased to see them all alive and well, despite any injuries. It had been a few days. Inuyasha and Kouga were both healing nicely, thanks to their demonic traits. Kouga faster than Inuyasha, of course. Miroku hadn't been that seriously wounded, and Sango was still resting. Kagome was slightly weaker and less steady, too, but she'd been hit once and that was it. She was stronger than that.
The large group quickly surrounded the food being set for them. The women and Miroku ate slowly, while the male demon companions easily inhaled it, all demanding second helpings within moments. Sango and Kagome rolled their eyes
"I'm so pleased to see you've finally aquired some manners, Houshi-sama," Sango poked Miroku with a chopstick teasingly.
He grinned but replied, "Arigatou. However, must you continue with the formality, Sango? After such a long time I'd hoped you'd be more comfortable in my presence."
"Forgive me...Miroku," she said slowly, as if choosing out important words. He responded by flashing her a smile, making her stomach do back flips. She loved his attention.
Sometimes.
SMACK!
"Houshi-sama, is it nessesary at the dinner table?" Kaede asked him with veiled irritation.
"Gomen ne," he said bowing, his hair momentarily covering the bright mark on his cheek the exact size and shape of Sango's battle-worn palm. All the experience with fighting had made her very strong, and Miroku felt it the rest of his supper.
Kagome and Sango, after helping Kaede clean up, decided upon a nice visit to the hot springs nearby. They both decided they deserved one and didn't feel very much afraid. Miroku, Kouga, and Inuyasha were all nearby, all fiercely protective over their women.
"Mmm...it's so nice, isn't it?" Kagome asked happily, relaxing into the warm water.
"Yes, it is. It's not often anymore we get peaceful moments like these, is it?" Sango asked, finding her own rare moment of happiness. It was a lovely change.
"No, we don't," Kagome answered. A moment of comfortable silence passed. Then, "What do you think will happen next?"
"I wish I knew, Kagome-chan."
"Are you afraid?"
"Iie. I have seen so much, and I'm rather getting used to it. My greatest fear is we will not win or that I will lose you all. I am not afraid of fighting, of death, even Naraku."
"Agreed."
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"Anyone care to join me?" Miroku asked, raising his staff to help himself up.
"I will," Kouga replied, getting up beside him. Hakkaku and Ginta, of course, joined him.
"What about you, Inuyasha?"
"I don't care much for sake. Besides, who will listen out for the girls if not me? While you lazy asses are out there getting drunk and kami knows what else--"
"Inuyasha! It was merely an offer to go out and have some FUN. We don't get to do this much, Inuyasha, and want to take the opprotunity while we have it."
"You'll have all the time in the world once we defeat Naraku," Inuyasha snorted irritably.
"If we defeat Naraku." Miroku's eyes were full of anger and pain, so he cast them to the floor. Inuyasha caught it though, and snorted again. He understood Miroku's fear, but he would not place the safety of the girls on the line for a little fun. Especially not his Kagome..
"Go on ahead. I'm gonna stay here."
"If you say so, Inutrasha," Kouga called cockily as he walked out the door.
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"Hey, Sango, I left my bag over by the springs! Go on ahead, and I'll catch up, okay?"
"Are you sure, Kagome-chan?" Sango asked, but her younger friend had already bounded on ahead, her aim clear. Sango smiled at her ubeat and energetic attitude. It was amazing what a nice hot bath could do for a girl's mood. She turned and walked on. It was a while to the village, and getting dark. Perhaps she should hurry? No, this village was mostly safe and she had Hirakotsu if any lower demon decided to come by.
"Sango-chan."
Sango turned around abruptly, sure she'd heard a voice or the rustle of leaves. "Who is it?" she demanded defensively, holding her weapon close to her. No noise out of the ordinary continued, and after a moment, she let her guard down slightly and continued on.
"Sango-chan."
"What is it?" she demanded, her voice angrier. Again, no reply. To be honest, she was slightly spooked, but she was a strong warrior. Odds were, she could take care of herself.
"Sango-chan." This time the silky voice was down her neck. Turning around a third time, she turned around and whacked it across the face. By impulse, she'd aimed for what would have been Miroku's height. She was so used to slapping someone of his stature, but she was even more surprised when she found herself looking into his big, violet eyes.
"Not the greeting I was expecting, Sango-chan," he replied, slightly hurt. He'd grabbed her wrist sometime, too, but she couldn't remember when he'd done it for the life of her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she snapped, tearing her wrist from him. His hurt visibly deepened. "Gomen. I was a little flustered, and you startled me. That's all."
"Gomen," he echoed, bowing to her for the second time that night. She nodded and continued her walk, this time, with Miroku at her side. She felt ill at ease, however.
"Miroku?"
"Hai?"
"What are you doing here? You weren't spying were you?" she narrowed her eyes with suspicion.
Miroku laughed. "I was doing no such thing. I merely wanted to see if you wanted some company, Sango-chan," he said pleasantly. She nodded, but something was still wrong. Noticing her apprehension, he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Something's bothering you still. What is it?"
"I don't quite know," she sighed honestly. "I wish I did."
"What a shame," he replied, choosing the moment she'd finally allowed herself to let down her guard. Grabbing her wrist once more, he pulled her closer to her. She physically stiffened. She was tempted to wield the hidden blades from her arms. "You wouldn't hurt me, your Houshi-sama, would you, Sango?" he asked quietly, almost a statement rather than a question. She wanted to scream, to kick, anything. This is what wasn't right. Miroku wasn't right.
He was right, however, in that she couldn't bring herself to hurt him. Just like Kohaku. But, she'd have to lov--no, she couldn't. It was unthinkable.
She did the only thing she could think of. Screamed.
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Inuyasha's sensitive ears were plastered to the top of his head. A scream pierced the air in the direction of the hot springs. It was one of the girls, he knew it. Without a second thought, he tore through the forest, cursing Miroku and Kouga's selfishness.
He was surprised to find himself facing a very frightened Sango thrashing abou and a Miroku even more lecherous than usual. Her clothing was torn about the top, which she was desperately trying to keep up. She even had a bruise or two about her pale skin. Inuyasha was amazed Miroku would ever go this far, but his rage kicked in only a moment later seeing Miroku's lecherous grin had not left his face at the sight of Inuyasha, but widened with pride.
"So, when you wanted to have some fun, this is what you meant."
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Author's Note: Like? Dislike? Hate with such a passion you believe I should give up writing altogether? There's only one way to let me know: review, review, review! Thanks to all my reviewers last time, I absolutely adore you all! There won't be so much of a wait next time, I promise!
