Woooo~ change of plans! This chapter isn't turning out to what I expected. O.o Ah well, it's ALL good! ^^

Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Of course of course, the characters don't belong to me! Well, Inuko belongs to me, along with this frozen strawberry margarita! *chugs down margarita*

Just a lil glossary

"Daijobu desu ka?" Are you all right

"Daijobu" something along the lines of… "I'm fine"

"Misplaced Feelings"
Chapter Two
[revelations]
By: Steph

As Inuko laid down to rest, in another room, far from her supposed brother, she stared up at the 'ceiling', thinking of the events past. He had kissed her…he had really, _really_ kissed her! How could he…how COULD HE?!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she grew; That damned wolf had just screwed their entire relationship over! How was she supposed to act like a little sister now?! How would she be able to touch him without thinking about…

"Inuko, you should rest," A voice from the darkness told her, "Besides, me and Hakkaku have to watch you. If you're not in good health then Kouga will…"

"Kill you," She said, a little, yet sad smile on her face, "I just can't believe that I'm not…"

She choked back a sob, and Ginta was at a loss of words. Should he tell her to shut up or should he hold her? The first option was sure to get his ass kicked, and the second option was sure to…well, get his ass kicked.

'Well, it's not like I have much of a choice,' The silver haired wolf thought, sighing as he took a seat next to her.

"Don't…worry about it," He said softly, wrapping an arm around her, blushing all the while.

'Kouga's going to kill me, Kouga's going to kill me, Kouga's going to kill me!'

"How can I not worry about it?" She asked quietly, leaning on him. "I mean, I'm not who I think I am…I have no memory of who I am, no family, no friends…"

"I…don't think I should stay here."

Ginta's eyes darkened at her tone; It sounded almost…suicidal. Regardless of what would happen to him, he couldn't let this girl die…It reminded him too much of his own dark past…

Memories flooded his mind, as he squeezed his eyes shut. He could feel it all over again…The blood trickling down his face, the heat of the flames licking at his skin. Ginta remembered the sorrow he felt, and the blade he held to his wrist. Tears filled his eyes as the memory evoked the loss and desperation that was within him, but…it also brought about an image of piercing blue eyes that told him…that COMMANDED him to put the sword down.

'Kouga…was the one that saved me…' His gaze softened as he looked down upon Inuko's head.

"Kouga…won't mind you being here," he said, placing his head on hers, "You can stay here as long as you want. I'll…take care of you."

A soft smile crossed her lips as he said he'd take care of her. Somehow, someway, she felt…like she could trust…him.

"Ano…what was your name?" Inuko asked, her voice but a mere whisper.

The silver haired wolf shook his head, "Ginta."

"Ginta,eh? That's a nice name," she said, yawning, letting her eyes flutter closed. "Night-night, Ginta-kun."

"G'night, Inuko-chan."

The sun rose and let its bright rays warm the earth, bringing everything to life. Snow-white ears twitched alive, as they perked up and listened to the sounds of the awakening village. Intense golden eyes opened up to a little hut, with several people asleep. Stretching, the hanyou stood up, ready to yell or ready to go back to sleep.

"Maybe, I should just let them rest?" He wondered out loud, heading towards the door.

He smiled softly as he let his gaze linger on the schoolgirl all wrapped up in her comfy sleeping bag, a little red-headed kitsune in her arms. Inuyasha rolled his eyes at getting too "mushy" and stomped out the door, completely forgetting the fact that he was supposed to let the group sleep in.

Ah, well, there's no rest for them anyway.

A disgruntled monk grumbled to himself about a "damned loud hanyou" and sat up, trying to blink the sleep out of his lavender eyes. He rubbed a hand across them, trying to wake up, and shook his head, getting up.

"Well, it's a perfect time for a bath anyway," he muttered, picking up his staff from its resting place against the wall.

He stumbled out the door, still dazed and half asleep, but letting his eyes rest on a certain huntress for a mere moment. She truly seemed at peace when she was asleep, it was a shame she wasn't as calm when she was awake.

'No,' He thought, staring out into the calm, still sleeping village, 'One day, she'll attain peace. We all will. One day…'

The monk wandered to and fro through the village, even if he knew he was supposed to be heading towards the lake. These types of days were nice; the types of days where the world was serene and tranquil, instead of teeming with chaos and danger. These were the days he had to cherish, if they didn't kill Naraku in time, he'd be destroyed. His gaze lingered down to his cursed hand as he stood at the center of the village, his thoughts running a hundred miles per hour. What was he going to happen if he died, suddenly and quickly? The curse would end with him, but what about the others? They needed him, as much as he needed them! And Sango…She would never know how he truly felt about her, would she?

He smacked himself in the forehead, 'Of course she wouldn't, baka! During the tenderest moments we've ever had, what do I do?! I GROPE HER! DAMN IT!'

The houshi continued to berate himself and his stupidity, but he knew that it was only because he couldn't let her come close to him. He'd burn her if she did…

Soon enough, he found himself at the lake's edge, and with a glance around, he laid his staff onto the ground. He began to strip himself of the heavy black robes that he always wore, and began to wade into the crystal clear water.

'ARGH! That's COLD!' He mentally exclaimed, shivering. Shaking his head and taking a deep breath, he dove underwater, swimming in the lake's depths. So calm and peaceful this day was…

As Miroku swum around the lake, he came up through the surface for air, spotting none other than Sango getting into the chilly water. His eyes roved over her naked figure and he dove under again, praying that he wouldn't get caught. It didn't help much when _she_ started swimming around underwater, too.

'Of course the peace wouldn't last, of course,' He thought grimly, swimming over to behind a rock.

His eyes popped up from beneath the still lake's surface, and he scanned all around; He didn't particularly feel like getting his ass kicked today.

"It's such a nice day," She sighed, unfortunately, from the other side of the rock he was hiding behind. "It's so peaceful, and even that houshi hasn't ruined it yet…"

'I ruin her day?'

"It's a nice change, but still I actually wish he were out and about," Sango smiled to herself, enjoying that she was able to let her true feelings show for once. "It's actually quite nice having him around…"

Her chestnut brown eyes darted to the shore, as she spotted her best friend looking around.

"Kagome-chan!" Sango yelled, motioning for the girl to come into the water. "Water's nice today!"

Kagome giggled and nodded, stripping off her clothes. Within moments, Kagome was by Sango's side, talking and chatting happily. Miroku, on the other hand, was too busy trying to restrain himself.

"So, Kagome-chan, what really happened that night you went home?"

*blush*

"NOTHING!"

"Oh? Nothing? So what're you blushing for, huh?" The huntress teased, splashing droplets of water onto her friend.

"Oh, Damn it, fine! You win!" Kagome exclaimed, smiling all the while, "Well…He kissed me."

"WHAT?!?"

"You heard me, he really, really, realllllllly kissed me!" She giggled, blushing furiously, "It felt so nice…"

"Wait. Run that by me again? Inuyasha. Kissed—"

"Me!"

"AH! How sweet!"

"Shut up!"

"So, how was it?"

"Wonderful…like the kind you see on TV…"

"TV?"

Kagome shook her head, "I forgot! You don't have TV here…"

"Something from your country?"

"Yup! Well, what about you? Has _he_ made any *sweet* moves on you lately?"

'He?' Miroku raised a jet black eyebrow. Okay, now it didn't matter if his ass was to be kicked or not, who the HELL was this "HE"?!

Sango furiously shook her head, "Like that idiot would do the right thing! All he does is grope other women! He would never…notice me…"

'Sango…' He thought sadly, 'Are you talking about me?'

"Miroku-sama _does_ notice you! I mean, look at you! You're beautiful!"

"But…He's…interested in Inuko, isn't he?" She asked softly, and bitterly.

"No he's not. He wouldn't dare risk the wrath of Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru, AND Kouga-kun!"

"Then, why would he want me…?"

"Because I love you," Miroku whispered.

'OH. SHIT!' He thought, five seconds later. 'That SHOULDN'T HAVE SLIPPED!'

'Oh god, how am I going to get out of this one?'

"Mi. Ro.."

"KU?!!?!?" Sango screamed, looking behind the rock.

*blink blink*

Nothing?

*blink blink*

Nothing.

"Was I just hearing things?" Sango mused out loud, "Did I just imagine him telling me that…"

The blush and the thought were so intense that she couldn't finish her sentence. Kagome saw this and smiled, for she had heard him too.

"He loved you?"

The huntress only nodded and continued to look into the crystal waters.

'Got to get away, got to get away…'

Miroku was almost to a secluded, hidden spot of the shore, a spot where he could escape.

He was almost there. Not quite, though.

His luck was just dwindling today wasn't it?

"KAGOME!" A familiar, rough canine voice shouted.

'Oh. Shit. Shit. SHIT!' Miroku cursed, over and over again, 'Well, looks like I've just got to face the music on this one.'

A red streak bounded from the dirt road down to the lakeside and his golden eyes widened when he realized that his companion was naked. And wet. A blush exploded onto his face and he turned around, right to where Miroku was beginning to creep up onto the shore.

"MIROKU?!" An infuriated hanyou yelled, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE, PEEPING?!"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK _YOU'RE_ DOING HERE, INUYASHA?!" Kagome shouted, just as pissed.

He turned around to face Kagome. Bad move.

"Urk."

One hanyou kissing dirt, coming right up!

"OSUWARI!"

*SPLAT!*

Miroku got his clothes on as quickly as possible, and made a break for it. He headed up the dirt path, when a voice called out to him.

"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING, HOUSHI-SAMA?!" Sango cried, out of the water and fully clothed in five seconds flat.

"Erm?"

He froze to the spot, still in a running position. His head turned slowly, to see two pairs of angrily glaring eyes, and another pair glaring angrily at Kagome.

"Kagome, let me pummel him!"

"OSUWARI!"

*SPLAT!*

"Houshi-sama! What in the world did you think you were doing?" Sango yelled wrathfully, wishing she had brought Hiraikotsu this time.

"Nothing!" He replied, "I was in the lake before you were! *YOU* stumbled in on *ME*!"

"Well, you could have said something!" Kagome scolded, "You shouldn't have been sneaking around and EAVESDROPPING!"

"I…wasn't eavesdropping."

"Doesn't sound like he's telling the truth to me," Inuyasha stated, standing and dusting off his kimono, "Let's pummel him!"

"Inuyasha! How could you?!" Miroku cried out, "I thought we were *friends*!"

"Hey, you were the one being a pervert and peeping on Kagome, not me!"

"What do you mean, 'not me', Inuyasha? You were looking too!" Sango said, a sly grin on her face.

"Sango-chan! How could you!? Inuyasha!! OSUWA—"

Clawed hands covered her mouth, and she tried to desperately speak.

"MINUAHA! MLETB FE YO!"
Translation: "Inuyasha! Let me GO!"

"I don't think so, Kagome," He winked at her.

She blushed and shushed up, stopping the struggle. Really, she's softened up ever since that night…

"Anyway, houshi-sama, explain yourself, exactly what did you hear?"

"Nothing, Sango, nothing!"

"Like I've been saying, let's beat him!"

"A little too violent today, aren't you?"

The hanyou glared golden orbs of death at the schoolgirl, "No, of COURSE not, since I JUST LEFT MY ONLY SISTER WITH THAT MOTHER F—"

"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" Miroku yelled, hitting Inuyasha with his staff.

Aww, the poor hanyou was really getting abused today.

"Damn hanyou," He muttered under his breath.

"I heard that."

"YOU TWO! STOP IT!" Sango shrieked, ready to kill both of them and pull out her hair.

"Erk. Okay. Anyway, I heard nothing."

"So, that really wasn't you confessing your love for Sango?" Kagome asked, mischief in her eyes.

'Oh dear lord,' Inuyasha thought, rolling his eyes. As luvey-duvey as this was going to get, it still couldn't help but remind him of himself and Kagome…

Staring into hopeful chestnut brown eyes, Miroku felt his resolve waver. His earlier thoughts came slamming back into him. What if he never got the chance to tell her? What if she never knew? …What if her last thoughts of him were 'That damned pervert!'? He had to tell her, no matter what.

'Aww, but do I really have to say it in front of them!?'

'Yes, you idiot, yes,' The more mature (is there such a thing) side of him answered.

'But!'

'No buts!'

"I…was there…" He turned his lavender eyes to Sango and stared intensely into her eyes, walking towards her. He grasped her hands and held them tenderly, staring at her. "I … love you, Sango."

"Hmph. I was right. It was going to be a damned luvey-duvey thing," Inuyasha snorted, walking away, "I'll see you guys at the village."

'They deserve their privacy…Kagome, come on!' The hanyou mentally pleaded.

Catching Inuyasha's cue, Kagome chased after him, making up an excuse that she had left Shippou all by himself and he was probably hungry by now. A sly grin on her lovely features, she chased after the hanyou, grabbing his arm in glee. A shocked look crossed his golden eyes, and a small, secret smile curved his lips. He wrapped her hand within his own, earning him a rosy pink flush of her cheeks.

Sango's eyes trailed after the new "couple" and could feel a rosy blush of her own.

'No, no, no, no!' She mentally screamed, shaking her head a few times, ignoring Miroku's curious glance. She ripped her hands from his and glared.

"Ahem," He coughed, tightly gripping his staff with one hand, "Sango…"

"Houshi-sama, I don't want to hear it," the taijiya said icily, "I…can't believe I'm saying this, but yes, I do care for you…I…don't have time right now."

"…"

Miroku sat in a stunned silence; She cared! She really cared! However, her icy tone alarmed him; No time? No time for love? NO! This, now, more than ever, was the time for love. Who knows how much time they had left? If they didn't defeat Naraku soon…

"Sango," He said, his serious tone startling himself and the huntress standing in front of him, "I love you. I know that you might not even have an inkling of love, or even liking, for me, but I love you."

Glaring down at the ground and balling up his cursed hand, he continued, "How can you say you have no time? With our journey, who knows how much time we have left. Who knows when it is that I might just pop off into the Kazaana?"

"Houshi-sama," Sango whispered, unwanted tears burning her eyes, "I KNOW that. But…we have more important things to do…"

"DAMMIT, SANGO!" Miroku roared, making her step back, "LOVE IS JUST AS IMPORTANT! I…I've been alone. I've been trying to get an heir, yes, but I wasn't looking for love…But…when I found you…"

"I…fell in love."

Tears cascaded down her smooth features like a waterfall and crashed to the dirt below. Why couldn't she accept that she loved him? Truly, truly, loved him? He finally came to terms with his emotions, so why couldn't the taijiya do the same? Why? What was wrong with her?

She stumbled backwards, her burning tears spilling forth and fled to the forest, a whispered apology hanging thickly in the air.

In the distance, two figures watch the exchange, varying degrees of worry on each face. One was more worried that the houshi would do something stupid (like sleep with someone to get her jealous) while the other was more worried about their hearts.

"Inuyasha, we should do something," Kagome suggested quietly, watching as Miroku looked from the village to the forest.

"Keh! Leave them to their own damned problems," He muttered, hastily spinning around and resuming the walk to the village, "Do you have anymore of those instant ramen bowls?"

"Inuyasha! How can you be so insensitive?!"

"What? We solved some of our problems, let them deal with theirs."

She nearly tripped at his answer; it sounded oddly…wise and brotherly like. Why, she had never before heard anything so good come out of his mouth recently! Smiling, she embraced him from behind, causing the hanyou to freeze midstep.

"That's what I love about you," She whispered huskily, making him blush a deep shade of red.

"W-we should get going," He stammered, hoisting her onto his back. "The sooner we get there, the sooner we can eat!"

Miroku watched as the two figures hastily made their way to the village and his gaze lingered on the entrance to the nearby forest. Should he run to her? He knew she needed some time to herself, but…

Shaking his head, with a determined gleam in his lavender eyes, he set off into the depths of the lush green forest. Following his instincts, he raced through quickly, following his heart.

'She's that way,' his mind whispered to him.

He took a sharp right and skidded to a stop before a clearing. The suns golden rays shone down upon a female figure sitting a upon an old tree stump. Her eyes were distant, but sparkling with tears. She seemed to feel the houshi's presence, since she lifted her head and stared at him.

"Sango…"

Before he even knew what was going on, soft lips were pressed to his as slender arms wrapped around his neck. His lavender eyes fluttered closed and he kissed back with a fire that rivaled the flames of hell. She gasped as his tongue darted into her mouth, playing with hers. Shyly, she returned the favor and he sighed in happiness.

Eventually, that kiss ended and they both stared at each other, panting heavy for breath. They gazed into each other's eyes, drowning in them.

"Hou--, no, Miroku…" Sango whispered softly, a blush high on her cheeks, "I…i…love you."

"I know Sango, I love you, too."

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, as they finally realized everything that they had kept trapped within them.

She rolled over, a groan escaping her lips. Realizing that it was morning, her golden eyes snapped open and she sat up, her trembling hands reaching up the sides of her face.

No human ears.

Slowly, but surely, the clawed hands crept up to the top of her head, and Inuko smiled in relief as she tweaked the snow white ears that lie there. She was back to normal! Double checking her ears, she then glanced down at her hands, and almost crowed with glee when she found her deadly claws there.

The hanyou jumped up from her resting spot and was about to do a victory dance, when her eyes fell upon a sleeping figure next to her. He sat in an upright position, his arms crossed over his chest. She smiled softly and moved to wake him up, when she stopped her hand.

'He should rest…'

Walking out of their little cave, she tossed one last glance at Ginta, glad that there was someone she could trust completely without worrying who the hell he was. She strode out of the cave, already finding several wolves eating their breakfast in the main hall. Inuko almost choked in disgust when she found that the bones they were chewing on…were _human_ bones.

Their hungry eyes turned to her and she gulped as she felt danger prickling her senses. "They didn't like her, they didn't like her, they didn't like her" was the feeling she felt emanating from them. B-but Kouga told them not to touch her! If they did--

"Leave her alone," A strong, masculine voice commanded from the shadows, startling the pack into a stunned silence, "Inuko. You may leave if you wish."

The owner of the voice emerged from the shadows, his piercing blue eyes cold and unemotional. After … that night, he realized that he couldn't be with her. He'd lose control next to her and then all hell would break lose. Kouga couldn't let her live on with her delusion that she was his brother, it just wasn't right. She had to discover on her own who she was, and if she had to leave to do it…

'Then she has to leave…' Kouga's cold glare was replaced for a brief moment with a worried, longing one, 'But I don't want her to…'

With a determined glint in her molten eyes of gold, she stomped right up to him, staring straight into his icy cold blue eyes. She stared at him with defiance, anger…and betrayal. Kouga internally winced at her stare; he didn't betray her! If he could only explain…

"Who am I to you? You kissed me, right? So, who am I to you?"

*blink*

"What?"

"Before I lost my memory…Who was I to you?" Inuko asked, her voice steely, "And who is this 'Inuyasha' character … for some reason…he… means something to me…"

"…I…can't answer."

"Can't answer what? Who I really am? DAMMIT, KOUGA! JUST TELL ME!" She yelled, her voice pleading, "Please, Kouga…?"

A silver-haired wolf came into view, his eyes still bleary with sleepiness. He was brushing a hand through the ebony tuft of hair on his head, when his eyes popped open at the sight of Inuko's tears and Kouga's frosty demeanor.

"Inuko-chan! What happened? Daijobu desu ka?*" Ginta asked, running to her side, daring to glare at the wolf-prince.

"Hai, hai, daijobu, daijobu," She answered, waving him off, "I was just getting out of here. I'll see you some time, Ginta-kun."

'Ginta-kun, huh?' Kouga thought to himself, a wave of sorrow washing over him.

"Kouga! What did you do?!"

"Hmph. None of your business, Ginta," Kouga growled, "I'm getting out of here."

With a rush of wind, Kouga was gone, leaving behind a stunned wolf pack. They shrugged and returned to eating breakfast, Ginta the only one actually worried.

She rushed through the forest, tears blurring her vision. Why, why, WHY HER? All the bad things had to happen to HER! She hastily wiped away the tears with a red kimono sleeve; She wouldn't cry! She wouldn't cry because of *HIM*!

Likewise, another figure rushed through the forest, combs of wind brushing through his jet black hair. He followed his instincts, and decided to drop in for a visit with Kagome…Kouga still cared for her, and maybe, just maybe, she could help him rid his thoughts of a certain white-haired hanyou-girl…


Skidding to a stop in a clearing, Inuko's golden eyes nearly popped right out of her head. It was the houshi, and the taijiya….

"K-k-kissing?!" She exclaimed, making the two break apart.

"Inuko?!" Sango and Miroku exclaimed in unison.

"What're you doing here?!" The huntress asked, blushing like there was no tomorrow.

"I, I, I'm sorry!" She shouted, bowing and taking off.

"WAIT! Inuko!" Miroku called out, hoping to explain some things to the young hanyou.

"Oh, what a mess," The houshi groaned shaking his head, "Inuyasha's gonna take my head off…"

"Eh?"

'That's right…' Sango thought, realization dawning on her face, 'Inuko seemed to have liked Miroku…'

"Come on, I think she might be headed towards the village."

With a glance and a nod, the two set off towards the village where the others rested, hoping to catch up with the kimono clad figure.

Kouga slowed to a stop in front of the village where Kagome was usually seen. He wanted to enter, take the girl, and mate with her, just to get away from the images of Inuko, but he couldn't. For some odd reason, he just couldn't. Sighing, he took a step forward, when a figure clad in red burst through the forest, tailed by a houshi and a taijiya.

"Shiiiiiit…." He muttered, slapping his forehead, "I shoulda known better!"

The little trio ran into the village, and he only watched as Inuko stopped and looked around. A troubled look was in her eyes, as if remembering some horrible memory…

"I've…been here before?"

"Yes, Inuko-chan," Sango answered, placing a hand on her shoulder.

The hanyou flinched away from the touch and took a few growling steps backwards. Her growl quieted when she saw the lavender-eyed houshi stop next to Sango, a mask of seriousness on his usually happy features.

"Inuko, do you remember where we are?"

"This…village…Kikyou lives here?" She wondered aloud, as memory after memory pounded her brain.

"Go get Inuyasha," Miroku whispered into Sango's ear.

One white ear flicked back to listen to them, "I'm not stupid…He's….in that hut over there, right?"

She pointed to Kaede's hut, her eyes hauntingly all-knowing, "And Kouga's back there."

She jerked her thumb backwards, and pointed at a startled, wide-eyed wolf. How did she know he was there?! He could've sworn that he was down wind of her!

"Tell that jerk to get his lying wolf ass in there," Inuko commanded, marching towards the hut, "I want you two in there, too. I *KNOW* you have something to tell me, as well."

As Inuko entered the miko's hut, Sango and Miroku traded worried looks, and motioned Kouga to come over. He had heard the entire conversation, and knew he had not choice. He sulkily walked over there, his blue eyes dim. He was gonna get it, he was gonna get it, he was gonna get it…

"INUKO!" Three voices exclaimed, shocked that the hanyou had found her way there.

She smirked a bit at the shocked looks, "Didn't expect me here, huh? Ah, I might be sticking around a lot more…"

Inuko took a seat next to Inuyasha, her golden eyes inspecting every inch of him. She looked like him, kind of smelled like him, and dressed like him…why? One of her ears twitched towards the door as Miroku, Sango, and a sullen Kouga walked in, plopping down.

"What's he doing here?" Shippou asked, blinking.

"I don't know…" Kagome replied, looking from an angry Inuko to an unblinking Kouga and back again.

Silence filled the room as they all stared at each other, not knowing what to say. Should they just get to the point, or break the ice with pointless little pleasantries?

"Ahem," Miroku coughed, deciding to open up the discussion, "What brings you here, Inuko?"

"…I don't know," She answered softly, golden eyes downcast, "I…just felt I had to come here…what happened here? I feel…like bad things have happened to me here, in this village…"

"That they have, child," A creaky voice responded, "Though, I should not be the one to answer those questions."

Inuko took a whiff of the old miko's scent, it was different, but somehow, "Kikyou…? You're…related to her…aren't you?"

The priestess had a small smile on her lips and nodded ever so slightly, "Yes, she was my older sister…"

Her golden eyes darkened, "How do I know her?"

"We were friends."

She turned to Inuyasha, whose golden eyes were as dim as her own, "I loved her…and…you were friends with her…but in the end, we both lost her…"

"Inuyasha," Inuko whispered, bringing a hand to stroke his face, "Inu-kun…you've gone through…so much, haven't you?"

She turned her intense stare to the others, "But…you've had your friends with you…huh? K-k…"

Inuko shook her head trying to remember the name, "Ka-Kagome! Kagome's been with you…since…you woke up."

Kagome smiled; she was beginning to remember! Maybe, just maybe, she would get all of her memory back...

"And…" Inuko continued, her eyes blank but focused, "I…found you…when I was with Kouga…"

Her face colored a bit, and everyone sent a curious stare to Kouga, who seemed rather flushed as well, "He…was protecting me…Because…because…he cared? No, that doesn't sound right…"

Kouga winced; so, they were back to square one where she thought he didn't give a damn. He groaned inwardly, berating himself mentally. He did give a damn; he just didn't quite know how to show it, dammit!

"I…died?"

They all blinked and stared at her; for one to willingly remember their own death…

"Yes…A demon called Jaro killed you," Sango stated, a challenging gleam in her eyes. She wouldn't let Inuko be fooled into not remembering the most hated memories, like Kohaku. Memories…were what made them who they were.

"Why am I…?"

"Sesshoumaru," Inuyasha answered simply, "He brought you back."

"Sesshou-nii-chan? Our older brother…? I thought…he hated us…."

"You remember…who we are, yet?" Miroku asked tentatively.

"I…am…Inuko, daughter of the Great Demon of the West and Lady Ayame…noble woman and…miko?" Inuko blinked, puzzled with her own memories, "I'm half miko?"

"Hmph, Now that one even I didn't see coming," Kouga mumbled, mulling over this new revelation.

"I've got a few questions for you too, wolf," She stated, cold as ice, "If there was nothing between, then WHY IN THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU KISS ME?!"

"YOU KISSED MY SISTER?!" Inuyasha shouted.

"…Yes," Kouga answered, growling, "THERE IS _NOTHING_ BETWEEN US!"

"Ha..hahahahha!" She laughed, falling down on her back, "That's good, because I can't see any reason for me to be with a WIMP like you."

"Wimp, huh? I CAN KICK YOU AND YOUR SORRY BROTHER'S ASS NO PROBLEM!" He retorted, standing.

"Oh, yeah?" Inuyasha said, standing as well, his hand on Tetsusaiga.

"NOT IN HERE!" Kagome yelled, "THIS ISN'T THE TIME!"

"Feh! This is as much of a time as ever," Inuko said, snarling at Kouga, "Might as well get rid of some unwanted guests."

Though, even as she said this, tears were filling her eyes, but she did not let them spill. She wouldn't cry over him, not now. Her pride was at stake.

"Yeah, we should get rid of you, Inuko," Kouga retorted, his heart growing heavier with each passing minute.

"You know what? Just shut the f—" Her sentence faded as she sniffed at the air. A voice called out her name.

"Ginta-kun?" She whispered, running outside. "GINTA-KUN?!"

"Who the hell is that?!" Inuyasha asked, following after her with the others

"Someone who cares."

The silver haired wolf jogged up to her, worry evident in his eyes, "Is this where you've been? I was worried! Come on, come back home already! Just ignore Kou…"

His sentence was stopped by an icy cold stare, "Eep. Hi, Kouga."

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Bleh! I refuse to write anymore for this chapter! Not much of a cliffhanger, but a cliffhanger none the less ^_~ Hmm....I wonder how this'll work out...*gets whacked over the head by Kouga*

Kouga: YOU DON'T KNOW?!
Eep. no.
Kouga: YEARGH! I QUIT!

Eheheheh....*sweatdrops* I hope you enjoyed this new installment! ^_~