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Scroll Four Best Friends
Miroku strolled along the path, sighing at the smell of the spring flowers in bloom. And he saw his own flower, but she was not in bloom. She was fuming with rage. "Sango? Is something wrong?" Miroku asked. He had just returned from his pilgrimage and now he saw Sango, red, and puffing.
"Oh, no, nothing," Sango answered, and fleetly she began to ladle out the stew. But Miroku knew something was wrong. She was flustered and too upset. What could possibly have happened, he wondered?
He had seen from a distance that Sango had come from near the river, and now he walked toward there. And he saw the scrunched-up shape of his best friend, crying. Miroku was greatly alarmed. Never had he even seen Inuyasha cry, or express any other action that could portray despondency.
"Inuyasha," Miroku whispered. Inuyasha turned, saw Miroku, and turned away again. "What did Sango do to you?" Miroku turned Inuyasha to him, and Inuyasha put his head down.
The monk had well reason to ask this. Inuyasha's cheek was rent, the flesh showing grotesquely. And his eye was almost popping out. Miroku grimaced and took out some healing spells and Inuyasha was back to normal soon enough.
"Miroku...I love her...Kagome...I want to see her again," Inuyasha whispered. Miroku acquiesced. He touched his best friend's shoulder sensitively, and for once the hanyou did not move away.
"Then go see her. What's stopping you?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha sighed profoundly. A lark flew to a pine tree...and Inuyasha watched it. How he did wish that he were that lark, without a care.
"Kagome...before she left, she put some blocking scrolls on the Hone kui no Ido...and only two people can take off those scrolls...you and her. Miroku...will you help me?" asked Inuyasha.
Miroku smiled warmly. "Even though I promised not to Kagome-sama...yes. But only because she would be happier if I did so." And the two relished the moment and completed their rite. They struck fists. "Best friends?"
"Best friends," validated Inuyasha. And the two best friends ran off into the direction of the well.
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Kikyo was not keeping an eye on Inuyasha, now she spent most of her time on Kagome. But seeing that the girl was torn between Inuyasha and her pride—Kikyo decided to help. She flew down to Kagome's room, and Kagome stared at her in wonder.
"Kikyo," she whispered. Kikyo smiled, and Kagome knew that she was not the she-dastard (and no, I did not spell wrong, that is really a word) who wanted to kill (or marry?) Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha wants you. He loves you," Kikyo whispered. Kagome looked at the beige carpet near her slippered feet, and it was a while before she could answer. She could not believe Kikyo, her forevermore rival was actually helping her.
"But...he...he betrayed me..." she said. Sota entered the room, and stared at Kikyo before the two girls gave him the death glare and he tiptoed humbly out. He breathed heavily.
"Kagome...I trust you to make your own decision...but think. Inuyasha's life..." Kikyo sighed. "He loves you. You are me, but I am not you." (It's like how a square is a rectangle but a rectangle isn't a square...wait...is that right? If I don't know this, why am I in the advanced math class—ahhhhhhh!) "Make your decision."
For many hours after Kikyo's departure, her reincarnation thought. Inuyasha's life...was so...rueful...cast aside because of his birth... Kagome sighed. She knew what was the right thing to do. But...
Could she do it?
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Scroll Four Best Friends
Miroku strolled along the path, sighing at the smell of the spring flowers in bloom. And he saw his own flower, but she was not in bloom. She was fuming with rage. "Sango? Is something wrong?" Miroku asked. He had just returned from his pilgrimage and now he saw Sango, red, and puffing.
"Oh, no, nothing," Sango answered, and fleetly she began to ladle out the stew. But Miroku knew something was wrong. She was flustered and too upset. What could possibly have happened, he wondered?
He had seen from a distance that Sango had come from near the river, and now he walked toward there. And he saw the scrunched-up shape of his best friend, crying. Miroku was greatly alarmed. Never had he even seen Inuyasha cry, or express any other action that could portray despondency.
"Inuyasha," Miroku whispered. Inuyasha turned, saw Miroku, and turned away again. "What did Sango do to you?" Miroku turned Inuyasha to him, and Inuyasha put his head down.
The monk had well reason to ask this. Inuyasha's cheek was rent, the flesh showing grotesquely. And his eye was almost popping out. Miroku grimaced and took out some healing spells and Inuyasha was back to normal soon enough.
"Miroku...I love her...Kagome...I want to see her again," Inuyasha whispered. Miroku acquiesced. He touched his best friend's shoulder sensitively, and for once the hanyou did not move away.
"Then go see her. What's stopping you?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha sighed profoundly. A lark flew to a pine tree...and Inuyasha watched it. How he did wish that he were that lark, without a care.
"Kagome...before she left, she put some blocking scrolls on the Hone kui no Ido...and only two people can take off those scrolls...you and her. Miroku...will you help me?" asked Inuyasha.
Miroku smiled warmly. "Even though I promised not to Kagome-sama...yes. But only because she would be happier if I did so." And the two relished the moment and completed their rite. They struck fists. "Best friends?"
"Best friends," validated Inuyasha. And the two best friends ran off into the direction of the well.
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Kikyo was not keeping an eye on Inuyasha, now she spent most of her time on Kagome. But seeing that the girl was torn between Inuyasha and her pride—Kikyo decided to help. She flew down to Kagome's room, and Kagome stared at her in wonder.
"Kikyo," she whispered. Kikyo smiled, and Kagome knew that she was not the she-dastard (and no, I did not spell wrong, that is really a word) who wanted to kill (or marry?) Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha wants you. He loves you," Kikyo whispered. Kagome looked at the beige carpet near her slippered feet, and it was a while before she could answer. She could not believe Kikyo, her forevermore rival was actually helping her.
"But...he...he betrayed me..." she said. Sota entered the room, and stared at Kikyo before the two girls gave him the death glare and he tiptoed humbly out. He breathed heavily.
"Kagome...I trust you to make your own decision...but think. Inuyasha's life..." Kikyo sighed. "He loves you. You are me, but I am not you." (It's like how a square is a rectangle but a rectangle isn't a square...wait...is that right? If I don't know this, why am I in the advanced math class—ahhhhhhh!) "Make your decision."
For many hours after Kikyo's departure, her reincarnation thought. Inuyasha's life...was so...rueful...cast aside because of his birth... Kagome sighed. She knew what was the right thing to do. But...
Could she do it?
Reviews please, reviews!