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Miroku laid on his back unconscious
Wanderings
Miroku stared in disbelief, 'how am I supposed to explain this... My staff doesn't heal!' Ayame held the staff tightly in her hands once again sitting across from him. "Listen Monk instead of doubting my words why don't you just try!" Miroku let out a long exhausting sigh. "...Ayame" once again so soft and gentle "...I cannot heal with my staff, I know its abilities and even so, I still would not know how to use it correctly." Ayame frowned apparently annoyed from staring at this monk.
"I didn't ask the staff to heal you. I want you to heal yourself." Miroku's expression changed so suddenly almost causing Ayame to laugh. She handed Miroku his staff. "If you don't it least try then we'll be here all day."
Miroku stared at the staff and then back up into the emerald greens. "I don't know how" he said sourly. He hated admitting the things he can't do, but it was only the truth being spoken. Ayame frowned in frustration. "I was going to show you how until somebody just had to interrupt me." Miroku thought back when they were holding hands and then blushed slightly when he remembered what he said. He rubbed the back of his head "Oh yes that... I always ask that question to every good looking woman I see." Ayame's eyes popped open WIDE. "WHAT!?" she nearly found herself standing again but this time just slightly jumped. "You ask this question to... everyone!"
Miroku nodded with a smile. Ayame was taken completely aback, 'how can he be so... casual about this?!'
Ayame grabbed both his hands forcefully planning to yank both of them off but instead calmed herself and closed her eyes. Miroku knew how to concentrate they way she was, but felt distracted at the moment. 'How would Ayame know how to perform monk readings like this?
Ayame's mind swirled images and memories flooded her mind taking her in control. It was all very complicated how this all started, how she was able to do the things humans can do. So embarrassing, she's kept this a secret now for many long years, since the day it happened all the way up till now. She would be ruined forever if her people found out what she can do. It's a disgrace to relate to humans, it's embarrassing and sickening. Hanyou's are an embarrassment to nature as are humans. That is what mother always said anyway, the last thing Ayame wanted was to be like them the weak links the pathetic outcasts.
'This monk, once we get out of here I will kill him that way he can't tell about my secret.' Ayame opened her eyes meeting eye contact with the purple orbs before her. She coughed in her throat and sat up straight.
"Did you learn?" Miroku nodded "Yes... I got your teachings." Ayame waited watching and hoping. She only wanted company as she walked through the dark cave alone. But by the time they reach outside Ayame would slash at him, besides he already pissed her off.
Miroku closed his eyes 'How unusual, I was sure I knew everything there is to be a monk and here I am taking teachings from someone I barely know.' Miroku felt himself struggle through his concentration. But it was still very much working. Ayame was impressed on how strong this monk really was. He was already knitting his flesh back together right before Ayame's very eyes.
Miroku felt the weight in his rib cage ease making him feel light again. He couldn't help but smile against the positive things happening to him. The wounds on his head from Ayame's beatings were easing away. His lower jaw no longer ached, his swollen eye reduced down to its normal composure. Within moments the monk was healed, leaving Ayame breathless.
'He isn't that bad looking behind those bruises and welt marks, as a matter of fact he rather... handsome, well not as handsome as Koga.' Ayame eyed Miroku's body she was even more impressed to see that his robes healed themselves and were put back together as 'one.' Ayame gave him a reassuring nod. "Good, now let's go." Ayame stood turning towards the entrance of the tunnels, so long and dark, so lonely and mysterious who knows what awaits them in the shadow blankets.
Miroku placed his hand on Ayame's shoulder.
She didn't shrug it off as long as that's as far as his hand will go ((hint))
"I feel an evil presence we must be careful." Ayame nodded then stepped into the shadowy realm. Miroku and Ayame walked shoulder by shoulder both wearing straight hard masks as they walked into the darkness. It wasn't too hard for Ayame to see. But it was complete hell for Miroku. His eyes started to hurt from straining to see what was ahead of them. He replaced his hand on Ayame's shoulder so she can lead them into the dark. She didn't mind after she realized just exactly why he needed her guidance.
"The air feels cooler, my guess is we're under a mountain." Miroku nodded remembering a mountain he and the group passed on there hunt to find the Shikon shards.
"Mount Kyouryoku" Miroku whispered. Ayame repeated the name as they walked deeper into the chilly cave air.
The stone texture below Ayame's feet felt so unfamiliar. She grew up on different types of stoned mountains and never once felt something like this. The air tasted musty and old and for some reason her instincts made her tense. 'Arrghh calm down! I only feel like this because this place is stranger to me!' she cursed at her heartbeat. It pounded so loud it made her wince and breathe raggedly.
Miroku felt it, it wouldn't just brush over him this time it stayed right with him. 'This evil energy, something's not right.'
A loud grumbling sound echoed from the cave walls. Miroku knew it was coming even though he didn't want to admit that. Ayame also knew it was there. The sound repeated itself in a raspy scream. Ayame pulled out three razor sharp leaves. Her demon energy made the leaves grow hot. She waited, hearing nothing but Miroku's ragged breathing against her neck. Ayame elbowed him for space. He took a step back with a grunt.
"Whatever it is, it's big" Miroku whispered. Ayame nodded an agreement. She felt her whole body tremble. 'I've fought big demons before I don't understand why I'm afraid.'
That's when... IT SHOWED ITSELF!!!!
Ayame's eyes widened the strong emotion of being 'surprised' took over her senses. Miroku stopped breathing for a few short seconds at the sight of...
"What the hell is that?" Ayame said why staring at 'it.' A small purple, slimy blob just... lying there, no not laying it can move sourdough. Miroku crouched down so he was hovering over the piece of... live flesh. Ayame leaned down as well for a closer look. The blob reeked of a poisonous gas like smell but not strong enough to kill anyone. Miroku let out a sigh as he poked at it with his staff. "It's just a part"
"From a demon" Ayame asked curiously. She couldn't tell, I mean it could be a rotten human piece, 'you never know.' Ayame couldn't smell the demon on it if it was demon. The gas made it hard for her nose to cooperate. Miroku nodded "It seems to be some kind of left over."
"How do you figure?"
Miroku looked over the piece of flesh again. Seeing that it was trying to crawl towards him he slammed the staff down on top of it pinning it down so it couldn't move. "...Because it seems to be alive. If it wasn't a left over than the only other thing it can be is a piece of flesh from a 'dead' demon." Ayame sighed "Don't try to act all smart human, you can't just assume anything. Think this situation through. It's possible that some dark Miko could have cast some kind of spell on this flesh to make it move."
Miroku smiled "and why would a miko cast a spell on this piece of flesh? What purpose would it have?" Ayame was taken aback from the question. 'How dare he make me feel like this,' Ayame kicked at the flesh and turned around to fold her arms. "As a distraction perhaps... I don't know you tell me."
Miroku sighed he swung the round part of his staff at the flesh piece sending it flying away. "Ayame... you don't really believe that sound was from a piece of demon flesh do you?" Ayame's ear twitched "of course not"
"So then you're agreeing with me that there is something else down here that we are not aware of." Ayame looked down "right" she breathed. Ayame tensed she wasn't sure if it was from fear or... something else. Being silent for so long made Ayame think about that day, the day when 'humans' changed her life.
((Flash back))
The oldest man wearing the straw hat approved "Nicely done, Mika you're next." Ayame tensed as another beautiful Miko stepped up this time facing the tree Ayame was behind. Ayame's whole body froze, her stomach turned into a tight knot as the Miko closed her eyes.
"W... W... WAIT!" Ayame jumped from around the tree. 'I should have ran, I could've gone the other direction, why did I show myself to the humans?!' Ayame fell to her knees shaking. She was afraid to make eye contact with the humans. 'Are they dangerous? Will they see me as their pray?' Ayame heard the monks and miko's muffle a few things. Ayame felt there hot stares down on her. "A wolf demon you all remember the readings right?" Ayame looked up to see the monks and miko children nodding. "Hmm... Tell me cub what are you doing out without your mother...?" Ayame couldn't stop from shaking. Her mother had told her that humans are weak and are afraid of demons so why weren't these humans running away in fear? "If you've done the readings then you should know that wolfs are pack animals." The children continued nodding. "Cub answer me where is your pack?!" Ayame flinched and whimpered. She knew she could out run him but still couldn't move still couldn't force herself to run away from these unusual humans.
"Mika... A new lesson that I wish for you to perform, I've taught everyone how to send energy inside anything with the spirit of life within." The children nodded "Well then... let this be a new lesson on how to take energy away." Ayame stiffened. 'Is what he saying a good thing? Will they carry on there lessons and leave me alone?' Ayame swallowed hoping, praying for a miracle. The miko standing in front of everyone, Mika coughed to clear her throat. "Draining Houshi-sama?" The miko asked.
"Correct, to drain enough from a demon that you are capable of borrowing ones powers, or even so draining the very life from them." Ayame's eyes swung open wide her heart skipped a beat and suddenly her throat went very, very raw. "What" Mika wailed "You wish for me to drain this of innocence?!"
"It will be a demonstration you, Mika, will have the honors." Mika took a glance down at the shaking cub then pulled away. "No" she snapped. "I won't kill a child!"
"DEMON!" the man snapped back. "She is just another demon, Mika you had told me that you wanted to use your powers for demon-extermination. Well here's your chance." Mika tensed "Yes I recall that but... I can't destroy that of another's life! I meant to destroy evil demons not children!"
"All demons are evil! But if you wish for me to make it easier for you then I'll threaten your children's life. You do not obey then I'll curse your children and there children's, children's now do as told!" Ayame winced now spilling tears. Mika also started to whimper as she stepped up behind Ayame.
"Take this" the man said while handing Mika a scroll. "Simply touch one end of the scroll to the cubs back then concentrate and send your waves of power to grab and embrace the demons soul." Ayame whimpered a muffle cry as she waited for the worse.
"I don't understand" Mika choked "Houshi-sama supposed to be pure!" with that she slapped the scroll down on Ayame's back and struggled to drain Ayame's strength. Ayame screamed her whole body trembled as she felt her blood all rush to her head. "I do you a favor" Mika whispered. Ayame didn't understand because right after Mika was done she heard a mental voice scream in her head.
"Fake dead" the voice whispered and Ayame immediately reacted by falling on her stomach shaking and closing her eyes forcefully. The next thing Ayame remembers is being carried by her mother, her mother's arms and claws completely drenched in human blood.
((End of flash back))
Ayame frowned her fist curled and her fangs clamped down on top of one another. "Monk" she seethed in between clenched teeth. Miroku's eyes were closed wearing that annoying Miroku like smirk ((we all know which one)) and... POW! Ayame turned around slamming her fist over the perverted monk. "HANDS OFF!" she squealed before continuing. Miroku's head once again was covered in soar mounds. Miroku sighed "why?"
Two hours later:
"AARRGGH!" Ayame turned around socking the monk in his stomach. Miroku smiled against the pain. He's groped a lot of women before but not once has he enjoyed Ayame's ass better than Sango's. Miroku's breath got caught in his throat. "Sango" he whispered wistfully. Ayame looked over her shoulder. "What?" She saw that he was staring right at her but he looked like he was concentrating on something else. "What's eating you?" Ayame asked stubbornly while storming forward.
Miroku saw her, her perfect body in that tight suit. Her long black hair pulled back tightly. He was crazy for even making a remark like that in the first place. Ayame searched his eyes for an answer. Miroku snapped back to reality when he 'finally' met the green eyes. "Oh... it's nothing... nothing" he stuttered with a 'fake' smirk. Ayame wasn't stupid she saw it written all over his face. It read...
GUILTY
She sighed, "If you don't wanna tell me that's fine, don't think for a second that I care." Miroku and Ayame headed forward again in silence. Miroku decided it was time to get serious and stop fooling around.
The air was chilly making Ayame shiver. Miroku also shivered under the mountain's breath. "Ayame... do you sense anything?" Ayame sniffed the air. "It's just the mountain, that breeze you felt didn't come from outside." Miroku's brows knitted 'how is that possible?' Ayame saw the look of confusion on the monks face and was about to answer when... "Crick, crick, swoosh!"
The ground underneath them gave way causing both Ayame and Miroku to fall into a black hole. The whole time they were both yelling. Miroku waved his arms like mad while gripping tight to his staff. Ayame's fist curled her gut tightening in fear as the neared the ground.
Once we land we'll be done for, for sure. Ayame thought as all her muscles tensed. "SPLASH!" the water swallowed both there forms enveloping and pulling them down. Ayame's arms ached but she didn't have time to wince against the pain. The moment she found herself in the water was the same moment she kicked frantically and flapped her arms around doing everything in her power to reach the service.
'Is this it, is this the end?!' Miroku thought as the dark water thrashed him from side to side. 'This water isn't still, why is it rolling so hard, is this a river?' Miroku kicked and twisted fighting the underwater currents. His body felt unbelievably heavy, his robes being so thick and absorbing the water, not to mention his heavy staff being held by his cursed hand. As Miroku started to panic mouthfuls of water took him over making him feel even more light headed and heavy.
The water leaked into his ears and up his eyes. The currents crushed his opened eyes hard.
Miroku nearly reached the top before he lost it, everything went black and he felt himself sinking.
Ayame Grabbed the stone ground and pulled herself out of the water. The waves rolled around wildly. There were no winds just rolling water and loud crashing sound. That's when... she spotted the monk underwater kicking and thrashing hard to get up and out of the water. Ayame watched the whole time holding her breath. 'Come on, come on, come on' she nearly chanted out loud. A bucket full of bubbles floated to the surface of the water indicating the monk was drowning.
A sharp pain shot through Ayame's gut alerting all her senses. With such a strong feeling Ayame dove in and swam hard. Her sides hurt from landing painfully in the water. But she tried to shake it off as she neared the floating monk. His body being tossed back and forth making him look so... vulnerable. Ayame gripped the only thing she could really get a good grip on. 'Sadly his ear was the closet thing to her.' Without hesitation Ayame kicked hard heading up towards the surface. The wave's growled protest as Ayame swam holding the heavy monk.
Every time she made it to the surface a wave would slap her back down. Several times Ayame found herself pinned against Miroku's chest. She growled furiously in the water and pushed herself towards the surface again. The second she popped out of the water and inhaled the musty air greedily, another wave pushed her and the monk down pinning them below a strong current.
Ayame whimpered, she hated this feeling and, Miroku's been underwater a long time now. Ayame neared the surface but this time instead of doing the usual intake of breath she swept her two fingers in front of her. 'This method is usually used to create winds.' The water patterns shifted differently and within seconds Ayame formed a strong wind that shot out of the water pinning the waves back aggressively. Ayame didn't have much time, she was exhausted from fighting the currents but with the last of her energy she darted from the water with Miroku being held by the ear.
Miroku landed on the stone island Ayame landed on top of him, but was far to tiered to move.
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