Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

Author's Note: Another delay. It's been a weird week. When I came home (early! snow!), I stayed up perhaps two hours until four before crashing. For the night. I have a performance coming up tomorrow and we're performing scenes from Romeo and Juliet in English for a grade (memorizing our lines is like 50% of it). Lucky for me, techies for the big musical going on at school right now are not yet nessesary. But when they are, it means that I'll be gone for a while when it happens. I just don't know when that happens, we're never given much notice. Just a head's up. *BIG yawn*

As a side note, anyone else having trouble with the fansubs? (this would be 140 and 141 - every time I try, I get the blue screen of death and it cuts my internet connection) The fansubs only, not raw.

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Kagome heard the scream as well. After hurriedly dressing and cursing herself for not having brought her arrows, she ran as faster than she thought possible. It had been Sango's scream, and there was something different about it. The difference was something she could not place, and not knowing made it all the worse.

"Sango-chan! Sango! SANGO!" she called as she tore the woods. "Inuyasha, what in all the hells are you doing?" she demanded. She'd immediately rushed to Sango's side, putting a protective arm around her. She saved her glare for Inuyasha, who was holding Miroku up by his neck.

"How much sake did you have, baka?" he asked in a low voice. Low, but dangerous.

"Inuyasha!"

Sango replied for him, though. "He...he..tried to. Hetriedtotakeadvantageofme."

What?

WHAT?

"Miroku-sama, you hentai!"

Inuyasha's eyes were dancing with anger. Naraku knew that he could not attack lest he give away his real idenity. Biting his tongue in extreme irritation and rage, he whacked Inuyasha over the head with his staff and took off running.

"Miroku, when I catch up to you, I swear I'll--" Inuyasha roared, never finishing. Sango shaking her head silenced him and caught him dead in his tracks.

"Please, Inuyasha, no. I don't want you to kill him. Please." Sango began crying against her friend, heartbreaking, wracking sobs. Kagome whispered soothing phrases while gently stroking her hair, looking in horrified wonder across the torn material across her back. She'd need to get Sango new clothes, or at the least, mend them so she could wear them until new ones were found. Poor Sango...

"Keh! The bastard tried to rape you, wench, and if he doesn't pay for it somehow he could do it again. You want to protect yourself," Inuyasha replied haughtily and blunt, raising his nose in apparent irritation. Humans were so damn stupid sometimes.

Sango sniffled before breaking down again. Why Miroku? She had trusted him. She'd let down her guard and trusted him with all she had. So soon after losing everyone, why must there be a betrayl, too?

"I guess. I don't know.." she stammered between sobs.

"Inuyasha, we need to think this through. It's important we do before we take action," Kagome said defiantly, knowing it was against the hanyou's very nature to brainstorm first.

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"Well, ladies, thank yoooooou for such a LOVELY time," a very drunk monk began, stumbling on his words and eventually falling flat on his rear. The women giggled flirtatiously, very pleased that such an attractive monk would come by their teahouse and even be so kind as to read their palms for them and enjoy himself so much. It turned out to be a very good day.

"We shure did," the demon companion babbled every bit as incoherently behind him. He grinned at the women. Some of them were afraid, but he was attractive, too, and had mentioned he was a prince. The women who were not afraid and did not mind youkai grinned back seductively and cooed sweet phrases.

"Kouga, my man," Miroku said pulling himself up with difficultly, "we shure had fun, didn't we?" He wrapped an arm around his ally, if nothing else for badly needed support. They fell over each other as a result. The women, eager to help them up, scurried in silent competition to who would get to help their generous and enjoyable companions home.

Hakkaku and Ginta stared stupidly around, too trashed to really do anything.

"C'mon, sweeties, we'll take you right home, okay?" One of the more bold women offered, wrapping one of Miroku's heavy arms around her neck. He nodded simply. "Let's go then!" Seven other women were already there to help heave the men back.

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"Ah, I see you're taken already," one of the women pouted at Miroku. A very red-eyed, freshly clothed, pissed of taijiya stood in front of the hut where they were staying. Her arms were folded and her face was set into a very formidable expression. A village woman had generously offered Sango clothes similar to the ones she was wearing now, immediately soft towards the distraught girl and even offering them tea and food while she fetched the clothing. The clothing had been meant for the daughter of a friend, but the woman had married to a wealthy lord. Sango had wrapped the clothes looser about her than she normally did, a vain attempt to hide her curvy figure.

The man was in hot water, and none of the women wanted to stay around for it. Especially when she was probably aware of their actions just before.

"Yeah, what a shame," another said.

"So you've decided to face your consequences, you letch?" Inuyasha asked deadly quiet and flexed his claws. "Think you could get away with it by pretending you were drunk? You weren't drunk when you tried it. It won't work with me, buddy, I would have smelled the sake on you. I want an explanation, and I want it now." The women's faces drained of all color in a matter of seconds.

"Well, now you're safe at home, so we'll let you be. Thanks so much for your service!" A girl, around Kagome's age, nearly screamed in fear, dropping Ginta roughly. Bowing hastily, she tore off with the others in close pursuit.

Inuyasha pulled the real Miroku up, bringing the man's face to his own with surprising ease. He recoiled almost instantly, wrinkling his sensitive nose. "How much sake did you HAVE?" he demanded. Miroku hiccuped in reply and giggled in a rather un-masculine way. This set Miroku off. "If it wasn't for the girls, I would have sliced you into little pieces by now!" he bellowed. "You son of a bitch, if I ever see you again, I WILL rip you into pieces. You will not betray us again!" With that, he threw Miroku against a tree. "You'd be smart to leave while you still had the chance."

Sango whispered, almost uncomprehensible it was so quiet, "And to think I loved you." She uncrossed her arms and stalked off, leading the others into the house. The wolf youkai were left outside as well, though not really banned. They were drunk enough to be quite the nuissance and no one quite knew what to do with them. No one knew their involvement, and it would be better to leave them until they had recovered.

Miroku, confused as ever, was still concious long enough to hear Sango's last remark. And coherent enough to notice love was in the past tense.

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