Hey, did I ever put a disclaimer on this thing? Well if not, here's one. I don't own anything.
Naraku- Ha ha.
Shut up.
~~
(Inuyasha please wake up soon. I have to talk to you. I have to ask you…)
"Kagome. Sango made some lunch. Would you like any?" Shippo questioned the young girl as he came into the room. Kagome slowly shook her head. The fox demon sighed. "Please eat something Kagome. We're all worried about you."
"The only person I'm worried about is Inuyasha," she informed him. "Look at him Shippo. He looks so helpless. And I can't even help him!" Tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes, but Kagome refused to cry. (Shippo is already so worried about me. I can't let him see me breaking down like this. I have to be strong.) She turned to the demon with a smile. "I might have some tea."
Shippo nodded and walked out of the room. He began looking for Sango. He was humming softly to himself as he walked through the dark halls of the monastery. (Jeesh…you'd think someone would light some candles around here.) Just as he was about to head down the hall that would lead him to the kitchen, Shippo heard a soft moaning of pain. He stilled and listened. (It sounds like someone has been hurt. Maybe it's Hiatsi. What if he was attacked by a demon? I need to go help him!) Shippo looked around the halls and saw that he was alone.
"Miroku!" he screamed in fright as he began running towards the kitchen.
"Shippo." The name was whispered softly, and did not even travel to the ears of the sorceress.
"Tell me. Where is she? Where is this, Kagome?" Jenahara asked again. Sango looked up from her position on the ground. She could feel the blood from the wounds of her stomach running down her skin. Bruises had already began forming on her arms. She had been screaming for help for what seemed like hours. But still no one came. (Miroku? Where are you?) she asked herself as a tear ran down her face. Jenahara starred coldly at the girl on the ground. When she had stormed the monastery, she had been searching for the girl called Kagome. She was no where to be found. (The monks probably put some kind of spell on the room that stupid mutt is in. Why they would be trying to protect a demon, I will never know.) "I will not ask you again!" she yelled angrily kicking Sango once more in the stomach.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the demon slayer asked weakly. The sorceress laughed and shook her head.
"Sango," she began softly. "You were once a powerful demon slayer, were you not? Is it true that your younger brother slaughtered your entire family? My my, how very sad. I am sorry to hear that he has passed. He may have been a good ally. But do not worry, you will join him soon enough. That is unless you tell me where the girl is."
"I do not know who you are, or why you come here, but you will not leave this monastery alive," Sango threatened. Jenahara smirked at the girl. This was the demon slayer? The woman who demons feared?
"Such a disappointment. You were so easy to kill."
Sango winced at the sound of her voice. She closed her eyes, and said a silent prayer. Then, with all of the strength she had left, the demon slayer pulled her self up to where she was on her knees. "I am not dead yet." Sango then pulled a small knife out of the sash of her skirt. It was a beautifully carved dagger. Her father had given it to her before she had slayed her first demon. Jenahara laughed and grabbed the dagger. Taking it, she buried it deeply into Sango's gut.
"And now you are." The sorceress turned on her heel and began looking through the halls. She tossed a glance back at the dead body of the demon slayer, and wrinkled her nose in disgust. (Such a pity. A few little spells and she was no match for me. I should have known better.) With that thought, Jenahara disappeared in a cloud of fire.
~~~
(Father? Father? What have I done?
*You did nothing! It was Sesshomaru who killed your father.*
It was Tetsiga buried in his chest.
*It was not you who swung the sword. You know that. Something is not right about this place.*)
Inuyasha searched the forest. It was dark again. The moon was full, and illuminated parts of the wood. The half demon was kneeling in front of a river. He had gone there to wash the blood off of his hands. He had sat there, until the sun had went down and day had turned to night. Now he was waiting to change. He would be human soon. He starred hard into the water, willing his reflection to change. Usually, he hated this time of the month. It was the time when he was full human. When he was at his weakest. Now he welcomed the change. At the moment, being weak did not seem all that bad.
Lighting flashed, and for the moment the entire place was illuminated with the bright light. When Inuyasha looked back down into the water, his reflection had changed. He ran a clawless hand through his black tresses and let out a sigh. (Finally.)
"Patience is a virtue Inuyasha."
"What?" The now human Inuyasha leaped to his feet and began scanning the trees. There was nothing. "Who's there!" he cried out. (Oh great not this little game again.)
"Patience."
"But mother!"
Laughter filled the night air. Inuyasha began looking around desperately. (What the hell is going on?) He stepped cautiously toward the sound of laughter. The trees seemed to be supernaturally tall. All he could see when he looked around were leaves and trees, and thickets of thorns near some bushes. (The bushes.) As stealthily as he could, he crept towards the bushes. They were filled with berries. Or what appeared to be berries anyways. He knelt down and peered through the small leaves of the shrub. He saw a woman in a pink kimono sitting on the ground. She was laughing as she watched a young boy in red chase another boy in white around what looked like a picnic setting.
"Boys! Listen to your mother!" shouted a man in between laughs. The boy in white stopped to scowl at his father.
"She is not my mother," the young demon informed the man calmly. The boy in red saw this as his chance and tackled the other down to the ground. "Get off! Ow! My tail! Ow! Ow!"
Soon they were each sitting down. Drinking tea and eating some bread, laughing and talking happily about something Inuyasha could not hear. Lightning struck again, and the figures seemed to blow away with the harsh wind that began blowing. Inuyasha starred sadly as drops of water began falling on him.
"Mother."
~~~
"Miroku! Miroku! Miro-!" The monk looked down as he saw Shippo collide with his leg. He raised an eyebrow at the young demon. Shippo quickly sprang back to life.
"Miroku!" he said in relief.
"Shippo!" Miroku yelled in mock. The demon scowled at him. "I do not appreciate being mocked!"
"I don't appreciate being run into like a wall. Why were you screaming for me anyway?" the monk questioned curiously. Shippo opened his mouth, and took a deep breath. Prepared to tell the entire story from the beginning.
"Shippo? Are you all right? I heard you screaming for Miroku down the hall."
"Did I wake you?"
"No no. I wasn't really sleeping. What is going on Miroku?"
"I don't know. Shippo?"
"I was walking down the hall, coming to ask if I could have some tea to bring Kagome. I heard something. It sounded as if someone was injured. I thought that there might be some danger…"
"So you came and got me?" Miroku asked smiling. He shook his head. (Myouga is such a bad influence.) Shippo seemed to read Miroku's thoughts. He frowned at the monk and stuck out his tongue. Miroku laughed and shook his head. Sango watched the exchange in amusement. "Did you see anything Sango? When you were coming from your room?"
"No," she answered shaking her head. "I saw nothing. Maybe you were simply hearing things Shippo. This monastery is very old. It was probably just some creaking door or floorboards." The young fox demon pondered this. He then shook his head. It was a very likely possibility. "You said something about tea?"
"Yes. Kagome finally agreed to have some."
The two adults smiled at each other. Sango began walking over to the cubards to find some tea to make for her friend. Shippo jumped up on Miroku's shoulder. He watched the monk watch the demon slayer and smiled to himself. (They've got it bad. Though what they've got I don't know. Why doesn't anyone ever tell me anything?) Miroku looked over at his shoulder. The young fox demon appeared to be in deep thought. Thinking it may be worry over the sound he heard, the monk offered to go back to the hall where Shippo had hear the cry and see if anything was down there.
"No," said the fox, declining. "I mean if Sango says that there was nothing…"
"You never know," Sango said. "Maybe the two of you should go check it out. Just to be on the safe side." She smiled softly at Miroku, who blushed slightly and nodded his head in agreement. Sango watched the two walk out of the kitchen. Her smile soon turned from one of bashfulness to one of evil. She hummed softly to herself as she began strumming through the cubards once again. Her evil smile became even larger when she found an old glass bottle of poison. She set it down and grabbed a glass cup. Without even reaching for something to cover her hand, she picked up the tea pot and began pouring the water into the cup. Sango then added the tea, and exactly five drops of poison. Continuing to hum, she blew on the hot tea and began heading out of the kitchen.
Miroku and Shippo looked throughout the hall where Shippo said he heard the cry. The monk saw nothing, and Shippo was beginning to think Sango was right. He was probably only hearing a door or something. The place was old. The sound of humming caught Miroku's attention and he looked up. He saw Sango walked down the hall. (She is so beautiful. No no. Didn't just think that. Bad Miroku. Bad.) Still he could not help the smile that formed on his lips as he watched her go by. She noticed him smiling, and gave him a small look back in return.
"Sango, where are you going?" Shippo question the demon slayer.
"To Kagomes room. I made her the tea," she answered.
"You do remember that Kagome's room is that way, right?" he asked pointing down a long hall going towards the left. Sango looked over to where the young fox demon pointed and smiled a bit.
"Of course I do," she answered. "I just sort of lost my way. How silly of me." She laughed a bit and then changed directions. Miroku and Shippo both watched as she walked away.
"You _have_ to stop doing that," Shippo announced. Miroku looked down at him, confusion on his young face.
"Doing what?" he questioned. Shippo sighed, as if the answer were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Starring at Sango with those weird googly eyes. It's freaking me out."
Miroku stopped and starred, still confused, as Shippo walked back to the library. (I do _not_ make googly eyes! Do I? Has she seen me make googly eyes? Not that I'm making them. How does Shippo know all of this?) He shook his head. Too many questions. Then a thought came to the monk. (If he's seen me looking at her, I wonder if he's seen her looking at me? Hmm…)
"Shippo! Hey! Wait up!"
~~~
This chapter may be a bit confusing. On account of the whole Sango dies then Sango comes back to life acting all 'muwhahaha'. Just think about it and it will come to you. Who's a dude who posses people when their dead? Who's the dude that's really evil and wants to kill Inuyasha and Kagome? Who's the dude that wants all the jewel shards? Hmm…let me see now…who could that be…
Sesshy- Oh I know I know pick me pick me!
Naraku- He sounds like a nice guy.
Inuyasha- No he doesn't! He want's to kill me!
Sesshy- I know the answer. Pick me!
Miroku- Does he want me dead too? Me- No, but he did put a hole in your hand.
Miroku- This guy sucks.
Sesshy- Pick me. _I_ know!
Naraku- Ha ha.
Shut up.
~~
(Inuyasha please wake up soon. I have to talk to you. I have to ask you…)
"Kagome. Sango made some lunch. Would you like any?" Shippo questioned the young girl as he came into the room. Kagome slowly shook her head. The fox demon sighed. "Please eat something Kagome. We're all worried about you."
"The only person I'm worried about is Inuyasha," she informed him. "Look at him Shippo. He looks so helpless. And I can't even help him!" Tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes, but Kagome refused to cry. (Shippo is already so worried about me. I can't let him see me breaking down like this. I have to be strong.) She turned to the demon with a smile. "I might have some tea."
Shippo nodded and walked out of the room. He began looking for Sango. He was humming softly to himself as he walked through the dark halls of the monastery. (Jeesh…you'd think someone would light some candles around here.) Just as he was about to head down the hall that would lead him to the kitchen, Shippo heard a soft moaning of pain. He stilled and listened. (It sounds like someone has been hurt. Maybe it's Hiatsi. What if he was attacked by a demon? I need to go help him!) Shippo looked around the halls and saw that he was alone.
"Miroku!" he screamed in fright as he began running towards the kitchen.
"Shippo." The name was whispered softly, and did not even travel to the ears of the sorceress.
"Tell me. Where is she? Where is this, Kagome?" Jenahara asked again. Sango looked up from her position on the ground. She could feel the blood from the wounds of her stomach running down her skin. Bruises had already began forming on her arms. She had been screaming for help for what seemed like hours. But still no one came. (Miroku? Where are you?) she asked herself as a tear ran down her face. Jenahara starred coldly at the girl on the ground. When she had stormed the monastery, she had been searching for the girl called Kagome. She was no where to be found. (The monks probably put some kind of spell on the room that stupid mutt is in. Why they would be trying to protect a demon, I will never know.) "I will not ask you again!" she yelled angrily kicking Sango once more in the stomach.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the demon slayer asked weakly. The sorceress laughed and shook her head.
"Sango," she began softly. "You were once a powerful demon slayer, were you not? Is it true that your younger brother slaughtered your entire family? My my, how very sad. I am sorry to hear that he has passed. He may have been a good ally. But do not worry, you will join him soon enough. That is unless you tell me where the girl is."
"I do not know who you are, or why you come here, but you will not leave this monastery alive," Sango threatened. Jenahara smirked at the girl. This was the demon slayer? The woman who demons feared?
"Such a disappointment. You were so easy to kill."
Sango winced at the sound of her voice. She closed her eyes, and said a silent prayer. Then, with all of the strength she had left, the demon slayer pulled her self up to where she was on her knees. "I am not dead yet." Sango then pulled a small knife out of the sash of her skirt. It was a beautifully carved dagger. Her father had given it to her before she had slayed her first demon. Jenahara laughed and grabbed the dagger. Taking it, she buried it deeply into Sango's gut.
"And now you are." The sorceress turned on her heel and began looking through the halls. She tossed a glance back at the dead body of the demon slayer, and wrinkled her nose in disgust. (Such a pity. A few little spells and she was no match for me. I should have known better.) With that thought, Jenahara disappeared in a cloud of fire.
~~~
(Father? Father? What have I done?
*You did nothing! It was Sesshomaru who killed your father.*
It was Tetsiga buried in his chest.
*It was not you who swung the sword. You know that. Something is not right about this place.*)
Inuyasha searched the forest. It was dark again. The moon was full, and illuminated parts of the wood. The half demon was kneeling in front of a river. He had gone there to wash the blood off of his hands. He had sat there, until the sun had went down and day had turned to night. Now he was waiting to change. He would be human soon. He starred hard into the water, willing his reflection to change. Usually, he hated this time of the month. It was the time when he was full human. When he was at his weakest. Now he welcomed the change. At the moment, being weak did not seem all that bad.
Lighting flashed, and for the moment the entire place was illuminated with the bright light. When Inuyasha looked back down into the water, his reflection had changed. He ran a clawless hand through his black tresses and let out a sigh. (Finally.)
"Patience is a virtue Inuyasha."
"What?" The now human Inuyasha leaped to his feet and began scanning the trees. There was nothing. "Who's there!" he cried out. (Oh great not this little game again.)
"Patience."
"But mother!"
Laughter filled the night air. Inuyasha began looking around desperately. (What the hell is going on?) He stepped cautiously toward the sound of laughter. The trees seemed to be supernaturally tall. All he could see when he looked around were leaves and trees, and thickets of thorns near some bushes. (The bushes.) As stealthily as he could, he crept towards the bushes. They were filled with berries. Or what appeared to be berries anyways. He knelt down and peered through the small leaves of the shrub. He saw a woman in a pink kimono sitting on the ground. She was laughing as she watched a young boy in red chase another boy in white around what looked like a picnic setting.
"Boys! Listen to your mother!" shouted a man in between laughs. The boy in white stopped to scowl at his father.
"She is not my mother," the young demon informed the man calmly. The boy in red saw this as his chance and tackled the other down to the ground. "Get off! Ow! My tail! Ow! Ow!"
Soon they were each sitting down. Drinking tea and eating some bread, laughing and talking happily about something Inuyasha could not hear. Lightning struck again, and the figures seemed to blow away with the harsh wind that began blowing. Inuyasha starred sadly as drops of water began falling on him.
"Mother."
~~~
"Miroku! Miroku! Miro-!" The monk looked down as he saw Shippo collide with his leg. He raised an eyebrow at the young demon. Shippo quickly sprang back to life.
"Miroku!" he said in relief.
"Shippo!" Miroku yelled in mock. The demon scowled at him. "I do not appreciate being mocked!"
"I don't appreciate being run into like a wall. Why were you screaming for me anyway?" the monk questioned curiously. Shippo opened his mouth, and took a deep breath. Prepared to tell the entire story from the beginning.
"Shippo? Are you all right? I heard you screaming for Miroku down the hall."
"Did I wake you?"
"No no. I wasn't really sleeping. What is going on Miroku?"
"I don't know. Shippo?"
"I was walking down the hall, coming to ask if I could have some tea to bring Kagome. I heard something. It sounded as if someone was injured. I thought that there might be some danger…"
"So you came and got me?" Miroku asked smiling. He shook his head. (Myouga is such a bad influence.) Shippo seemed to read Miroku's thoughts. He frowned at the monk and stuck out his tongue. Miroku laughed and shook his head. Sango watched the exchange in amusement. "Did you see anything Sango? When you were coming from your room?"
"No," she answered shaking her head. "I saw nothing. Maybe you were simply hearing things Shippo. This monastery is very old. It was probably just some creaking door or floorboards." The young fox demon pondered this. He then shook his head. It was a very likely possibility. "You said something about tea?"
"Yes. Kagome finally agreed to have some."
The two adults smiled at each other. Sango began walking over to the cubards to find some tea to make for her friend. Shippo jumped up on Miroku's shoulder. He watched the monk watch the demon slayer and smiled to himself. (They've got it bad. Though what they've got I don't know. Why doesn't anyone ever tell me anything?) Miroku looked over at his shoulder. The young fox demon appeared to be in deep thought. Thinking it may be worry over the sound he heard, the monk offered to go back to the hall where Shippo had hear the cry and see if anything was down there.
"No," said the fox, declining. "I mean if Sango says that there was nothing…"
"You never know," Sango said. "Maybe the two of you should go check it out. Just to be on the safe side." She smiled softly at Miroku, who blushed slightly and nodded his head in agreement. Sango watched the two walk out of the kitchen. Her smile soon turned from one of bashfulness to one of evil. She hummed softly to herself as she began strumming through the cubards once again. Her evil smile became even larger when she found an old glass bottle of poison. She set it down and grabbed a glass cup. Without even reaching for something to cover her hand, she picked up the tea pot and began pouring the water into the cup. Sango then added the tea, and exactly five drops of poison. Continuing to hum, she blew on the hot tea and began heading out of the kitchen.
Miroku and Shippo looked throughout the hall where Shippo said he heard the cry. The monk saw nothing, and Shippo was beginning to think Sango was right. He was probably only hearing a door or something. The place was old. The sound of humming caught Miroku's attention and he looked up. He saw Sango walked down the hall. (She is so beautiful. No no. Didn't just think that. Bad Miroku. Bad.) Still he could not help the smile that formed on his lips as he watched her go by. She noticed him smiling, and gave him a small look back in return.
"Sango, where are you going?" Shippo question the demon slayer.
"To Kagomes room. I made her the tea," she answered.
"You do remember that Kagome's room is that way, right?" he asked pointing down a long hall going towards the left. Sango looked over to where the young fox demon pointed and smiled a bit.
"Of course I do," she answered. "I just sort of lost my way. How silly of me." She laughed a bit and then changed directions. Miroku and Shippo both watched as she walked away.
"You _have_ to stop doing that," Shippo announced. Miroku looked down at him, confusion on his young face.
"Doing what?" he questioned. Shippo sighed, as if the answer were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Starring at Sango with those weird googly eyes. It's freaking me out."
Miroku stopped and starred, still confused, as Shippo walked back to the library. (I do _not_ make googly eyes! Do I? Has she seen me make googly eyes? Not that I'm making them. How does Shippo know all of this?) He shook his head. Too many questions. Then a thought came to the monk. (If he's seen me looking at her, I wonder if he's seen her looking at me? Hmm…)
"Shippo! Hey! Wait up!"
~~~
This chapter may be a bit confusing. On account of the whole Sango dies then Sango comes back to life acting all 'muwhahaha'. Just think about it and it will come to you. Who's a dude who posses people when their dead? Who's the dude that's really evil and wants to kill Inuyasha and Kagome? Who's the dude that wants all the jewel shards? Hmm…let me see now…who could that be…
Sesshy- Oh I know I know pick me pick me!
Naraku- He sounds like a nice guy.
Inuyasha- No he doesn't! He want's to kill me!
Sesshy- I know the answer. Pick me!
Miroku- Does he want me dead too? Me- No, but he did put a hole in your hand.
Miroku- This guy sucks.
Sesshy- Pick me. _I_ know!