Chapter 2: Frantic mornings

Miroku moaned slightly when he heard the birds start to chirp. 'Damn things! Why don't they stick that tune and jam it right up there skinny little asses!' he thought murderously. He sat up abruptly and looked around. Where was the campsite? Where was everyone? Where the hell was he?

It was then that he noticed someone who looked remarkably like him still fast asleep beside him and Miroku noticed he was wearing one of Kagome's sweater and a pair of her jeans. He looked down at his chest and did a double-take. "What the f!!!" He had breasts!

His snoozing look alike jerked up to his feet with haste. "Whoa?" he mumbled. Then he stopped and stared at Miroku—and backed away into the river. "Augh!" the look alike scrambled up the bank in a familiar fashion. Miroku #2 (the look alike) went defensive. Crouching low he reached behind him and grabbed a weapon that wasn't even there. "What?"

Miroku #1 finally understood whose body he now possessed, although there was little option to that. "Sango?" he whispered, his voice was sweet and uncertain; "Miroku?" and hers velvety like his used to be. Miroku watched Sango—in his body—break down and start to cry. "No, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay. We'll find out what happened, don't worry." Miroku comforted Sango hesitantly by offering her a joke. "Huh, so this is how I look when I cry."

Sango smiled through her tears and stopped crying. "What di—did y—you do now?" she was shivering from the cold. Miroku sighed and answered, "I don't know, it wasn't me. But you know what? If you don't get out of those robes now, you will get sick." Sango blushed and mumbled something incoherent. "What was that?" Miroku asked.

"I—I don't know how to, without—without, you know, umm..." she blushed again. "Without seeing your nakedness, which is mine? Do you want me to undress you?" Sango appeared horrified by this idea, "No, I'll just—just...I don't know!" She shivered and looked up to him with his violet eyes.

Miroku then realized that he now had the body of one of the most stunning girls he'd ever met. An evil smile formed on his face and he began to lift the sweater. Sango, however, noticed and slapped his hands down screaming, "Hentai!" Miroku sighed, he would have to wait.

A loud voice interrupted them and they both whirled to face a bored Inuyasha. "Again huh?" he stated carelessly. "You guys never came back, what were you up to, huh? Bouzu, wanna fill me in on the details?" Miroku #2 blushed and Sango#2—from Inuyasha POV—smiled seductively saying almost just as carelessly, "Oh, yes, it was wonderful. We had quite a night me and houshi-sama...in fact I'd like to do it again some time, ne?"

Inuyasha stumbled back blushing almost as badly as Miroku #2 and mumbled, "I'll just leave now and tell Kagome you're both alright." He left at a run.  Miroku started to laugh while Sango angrily bobbed him on the head uttering death threats every now and then as she pummelled him into the ground.

Sango realized with all the excitement of trying to kill Miroku she'd managed to dry the robes off. "Ah, problem solved," she said sitting down. Miroku twitched and sat up. Sitting calmly beside her he stared at the river.

"Look Sango, I just realized that if we were to try to explain what was going on we would both be called crazy. That being true, what we must do is act how we usually would, which means...you will have to grope me occasionally and I will have to scream, 'hentai!' and you have to use wind tunnel and I your Hiraikotsu. I don't know what has happened, but I'm sure Kaede-babaa will know. Why don't we get Kirara to drop us off? We're very close to the village. What do you think Sango?"

Sango sighed, "Yes, that makes a lot of sense, I'll go get her now I suppose. But, houshi-sama...I really, really need to go to the bathroom..." Miroku grinned. "And how are you going to accomplish that?" he asked innocently. She blushed, "I don't know! The issue of how a male urinates never really caught my interest before." Miroku sighed, "Look, I trust you with my body, I'm pretty sure you won't do anything to it, just go and pee behind the bush."
"What?!" yelped the beet-red Sango. "You—you can't be serious! Houshi-sama, I can't just...oh kami-sama!" 'Of all the damn things to ever happen to me this is one of the worst I've ever had to face. Fing hell!' "Okay, but I still don't know how!"

Will Sango ever have to face this, or will she and Miroku make it back to the village in time to switch bodies and she can freely do it in her own body? To be continued...

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