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Chapter 9
Sango kneeled down by Miroku's chest. She paled and held her breath as Miroku looked at her with confusion and fright in his eyes. They both wanted to know what just happened.
"Oh my God!" Said an elderly voice from behind.
Sango looked at the old couple on their porch.
"WELL DON'T JUST FREAKEN SIT THERE! CALL 911!"
The man nodded frantically and darted inside. Sango never the retired run so fast. Her attention was back on Miroku when he began to cough out blood. The crimson liquid of life covered his hand that was over his wound. His eyes began to roll back to his head and began to breathe harder.
"No."
Sango grabbed his other hand and slapped his cheek softly. "No Miroku, you gotta stay with me! Can you do that?" She said as she wiped the blood from his lips. He breathed in deeply and nodded, his eyes wandering. Sango crouched over closer to his eyes. "Hey. You have to look at me Miroku-no me." His royal blue eyes looked into hers. "That's it! Stay with me!" She whispered as calm as she could. She had to keep a cool head if she did not want Miroku to panic. She felt the wet blood stream around her knees and she gasped. She looked at his hand and moved it. Miroku groaned painfully. She looked at his hand, then his chest. The bullet went straight through the palm of his hand and into his chest. "Now this is going to hurt." She took off her shirt and (had on only a sports bra) and tore it in half, wrapping one piece tightly around his hand, and the other pressed on his chest. He gnashed his teeth as she applied pressure to it. Miroku began to pale, his eyes wandering once again. Sango's eyes blurred with tears. She squeezed his good hand. "Miroku.Miroku you, have to stay awake or you'll." Miroku eyes closed halfway.
"MIROKU!!!"
His eyes shot open and tried to focus on Sango's shining eyes. She looked around desperately trying to find a way to keep him awake, and then did the only thing she could have think of. The only thing Miroku could do in his dreams without waking up with a slap. "How's this? Would this keep you awake?" His hand felt something soft and smooth. His eyes opened to his hand placed on top of Sango's breast, with her hand placed on top of his. He gasped, took in a little blood, and coughed. The red Sango kept her focus on him and him only. 'So he can stay alive, so he can stay alive.' the thought. "Stay with me. Okay. Can you talk?"
"HMM?"
"Are you able to speak?"
"MMMHHMM."
"Uh. say something, anything to keep yourself awake."
He closed his eyes and Sango was about to say something, but she stopped and turned redder as his hand cupped her breast.
"Am I dreaming?"
She rolled her eyes. "Unfortunately not, you hentai. But if it keeps you conscious, I guess."
The sounds of the alarm from the ambulance flooded the quiet night and it screeched to a halt, the police and reporters closely behind of it. The paramedics pushed Sango to the side so suddenly and pulled out the stretcher. They put him on and rushed to their vehicle.
"Hey wait! I'M COMING!"
She shoved through cameras and microphones and reached the door just when it was about to close.
"I SAID WAIT!"
"What's your relation?" Asked the paramedic.
"I'm his sister now let me on!"
She climbed in and they closed the doors. They sped off before Sango could even sit down properly. She saw Miroku's hand reach out to her, and she grabbed it. The paramedics cut open his shirt and wiped off the blood that was now crusty.
"My goodness he lost a lot of blood! Your lucky to even be awake right now!" Exclaimed the paramedic. He closed his eyes with a slight smile and squeezed Sango's hand. Sango knew why.
Sango paced the halls of the emergency area for almost two hours. She could not sit down. She tried to push the thought of Miroku's death to the back of her mind- it did not work. All it did was give her a headache and itchy eyes from all of the crying. She inhaled deeply and turned on her heel when the door swung open. She looked up at a satisfied doctor, and already knew he was okay.
"He is very lucky, you know, any closer and it would have pierced his lung. By the way, how did he get shot? Aren't you too young on the streets at night?"
"We were at my house." She lied.
"Oh. Where is your mother?"
"She should be at the hospital anytime now, did you check the front desk?"
The doctor nodded and left. Sango watched him until he turned the corner of the hospital till she relaxed her muscles and exhaled. She never lied so freely, but it was all for the best. She speed-walked down the hall, looking through every door window. Some of the patients looked awful. She then saw Miroku and went in. Sango stood at the doorway in silence for a moment before walking towards him. It seemed the drugs they gave him really knocked him out. Sango smoothed out one part of the bed, then sat on it and gazed at Miroku. He saved her. He got the bullet through his hand and chest, so, judging by her size, that could have been her head. Involuntary tears swelled up in her eyes as she but her lip. Miroku woke up and stared at her, then closed his eyes again and took her hand, then squeezed it. She only knew him for three months now, and she felt as if each week was a year from how close she felt towards him. Towards all of them. Kagome, the orphan, even Inuyasha.
"Stop crying already. Your beautiful eyes will turn red and puffy." Miroku muttered.
"How could you be so calm at a time like this?"
"I am the one in the hospital bed, Sango. If I am calm, then you should be calm, right?"
She wiped her cheeks. "I'm not crying 'cause I'm sad, all right! I'm just.relived your alive, that's all." She managed to say.
Miroku stared at her and she stared back into those misty blue eyes. She felt goosebumps rising on her skin. She tried her best to cover up her reaction. Miroku suddenly had shown a weak smile that did not reveal his teeth. Sango suddenly looked away and grabbed the remote on the nightstand. She turned on the TV to baseball. She hated baseball, but she would use anything to keep her attention off of Miroku. She suddenly felt his hand caressing hers. She concentrated at the TV. She tried everything to ignore him so he would not ask that certain question. The one that determines if you are no longer single or if you stay available. She felt him stop, his hand resting on hers, then he smoothed his hand up to her neck. She couldn't take it. She gave him a 'back off ' look hoping it would work, but it backfired in her face when she looked at him. His expression seemed disappointed, his eyes shown he was hurt. He drew his arm back to his side and mumbled something.
"What?" Sango asked.
He mumbled something again, this time a little louder, but hardly understandable.
"Speak up."
He shook his head and squinted his eyes as if it hurt his throat to amplify his voice, then mumbled again. Sango went closer each time, until her cheek was inches away from his lips. He opened his eyes and guided her eyes to his with his hand on her cheek. Sango stared at him.
"Well?" She whispered.
His hand flowed from her cheek to the back of her head.
"Just one. To show you what I think."
"One kiss."
Sango eyes widen not in surprise, but she was not prepared to hear that. She hesitated to move. It was too late for her. Miroku tilted his head and sealed her lips with his. She was about to pull back when he kept her head in place. She collapsed on the bed, and surrendered to the soft intoxicating feeling moving on her lips. She began to kiss him back. She carefully placed one hand on his shoulder and ran her fingers through his hair until it reached the nape of his neck. He broke off and looked up at her. His eyes did not have that sneaky clever little look. It was replaced with sincerity, as if asking her permission to move on. She drew back a sharp breath, unable to move, and simply stared back. After a moment she picked up the back of his neck and drew his lips to hers. He gently continued, every kiss stolen caused Sango to shiver inside. She pulled back with her eyes still closed, but he continued, trailing every sweet kiss slowly from her chin to her neck.
The TV sounded off loud enough to make Miroku's lips pause on one part of her neck, and reluctantly looked at the TV. Sango shifted to one side of the bed and looked as well.
"We interrupt this program with a special report. There has seemed to be some catastrophically yet phenomenal natural disaster at the countryside of Tokyo. It has seemed to be some kind of tornado."
Sango felt Miroku tense on the side of her and she looked at his worried expression. He lived on the countryside of Tokyo, and a Tornado takes all. Sango frowned and kept watching.
"This tornado came without warning, but left with hardly any damage. In fact, It destroyed only one area of land. However, it was fatal, and one death occurred. Now we go to Rick, who is live at the scene. Rick?"
"Ah yes Chris. This is completely indescribable and amazing. I've never seen anything like it."
Sango gasped when she saw the area it destroyed. It was Miroku's house. The whole front of the house was completely demolished, and there was a huge crater in the front of the house. She felt Miroku shift and she did not want to see Miroku's face. He actually sat up on the bed, ignoring the pain and stared blankly at the screen.
"We do not have much information on the victim, but we do know that he has some relation to the boy who was shot about an hour ago, injuries through his hand and chest cavity."
Miroku shook his head as he saw himself on the screen in a bloody mess on a stretcher.
"This.this isn't happening.THIS ISN'T HAPPENIIING!"
Kagome had her mouth covered through the whole report she saw on TV. She looked down at the sleeping Kohaku on the couch. Thank God he was not awake to see this. She slowly crept out of the house and ran to Inuyasha. She opened the door to see Inuyasha staring at the TV with his large amber eyes of shock. He looked up at Kagome as if waiting for her to say something.
"See?! I told you! Come on, I know which hospital they have to be in. it has to be the closest one to where he was shot right?"
"I guess."
Kagome was now relived he was talking to her after what she done, and that he now believed her. He stood up and they both walked through the door. Kagome looked around and sighed.
"How the heck are we supposed to get there anyway?"
Inuyasha grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his back, then crouched down.
"Get on."
"On your back? What, you're gonna run over there?"
Inuyasha did not answer her. She saw there was no other option, so, with a moan, she climbed on. He stood up and pulled her hands more around his neck.
"You better hold on better than that." She climbed on a little higher, a little skeptical of his running abilities. She began to feel the blush rise up on her cheeks when his hands propped up the bottom of her thighs.
"Which way is it?"
Kagome pointed to the east. "That WAAAAAAY!"
She wasn't expecting to be about 20 feet in the air at the moment.
"IF YOU START SCREAMING I'LL DROP YOU!" Inuyasha hollered over his shoulder. He landed at the very edge of a roof without a sound and soared back into the air.
"When were you able to do this!" Kagome asked, trying her best not to scream.
"A few days ago. I didn't even know I could do that until I tried to reach for the burnt out light bulb. You gotta keep givin me directions, Kagome!"
"Straight ahead until that stop sign. So that's where that dent in the roof came from!"
Inuyasha thought it was best not to acknowledge that. They soared from roofs, to light posts, to treetops without making any noise other than the rustling of leaves like the wind. Inuyasha's hand was now firm under her thigh. Kagome gasped as she tensed. Inuyasha sensed it and stopped on top of a telephone pole. He didn't like it when she was close to him and she becomes edgy and nervous. He didn't know why, though. She never really told him why she felt the way she was feeling now.
"Now what?"
"What are you talking about, Inuyasha?"
"What's your problem?" He shifts his weight to the other leg, the one closest to the live wire (very dangerous.) Kagome looked over and yelped, so Inuyasha leapt to a roof and put her down. He looked straight in her eyes, and she bit her lip. He frowned confusingly.
"Why do you do that?" he asked irritatingly.
"Do what? What are you talking about. Look Inuyasha, Miroku needs us, and were just standing-"
Inuyasha pulled her towards him until she pressed against his chest. Immediately her cheeks were that strange red color it always did.
"That." he said softly. She looked up at his eyes and froze. If he only knew what he did to her, Kagome was sure he would stop, but he doesn't understand. There he was, inches away from her face as if he was about to kiss her-but Kagome was sure he did not even know what a kiss is (and she would like to keep it that way), just waiting for Kagome's dumb excuse. She shook her head and he caught her off guard when he cupped her cheek in his hand.
"And why are your cheeks so red and hot? Why do you stare at me for no reason? Why do you babble or ignore me when I ask these questions? Why do you-"
"I DON'T KNOW OKAY!" she voluntarily hopped on his back. "Now let's get a move on!"
"Feh." Was Inuyasha's only reply until they reached the hospital. On the way, Inuyasha did have a point. She did do that a lot, and never explained anything to Inuyasha. She has told him everything she knows about this world, all except why this world is still going. She wondered if he even knew where babies come from. Boy meets girl, kisses, hugs, dates.love, she never showed him any of these things, and those are the best things in the world. He's really missing out.
"I gotta get out of here!" Miroku said as he sat up.
"No Miroku! Your wound."
"I don't care. It's not as bad as it seems. I have to get home.this is impossible."
Sango quickly learned there was no stopping him. She nodded and helped him out of the hospital bed and out through the door. He walked down the hall with every one looking at him, but he kept a stern look on his face and his head up and straight as he made his way through the exit, bandages and all. Sango stopped and stared at him walking until he left. She had to stop and let her brain get all of this straight. She did not know whether she was even dreaming or not.
"Excuse me miss, I see no mother.or are you even related?"
She knew it was the doctor, and began to run without looking back.
"Hey!"
She nearly ran into a person in a wheel chair and jumped clean over it. Fortunately the doctor did not chase her and looked inside the empty room for his patient. By the time he realized what happened, the girl and his patient were gone.
Sango ran to Miroku and grabbed his hand.
"Miroku.how are we going to get to your house? It's all the way in the country."
She followed the direction Miroku was looking at and saw Inuyasha and Kagome running over. Kagome stopped in front of him, looked at him for a second with tears already forming, and flung her arms around him. He clenched his eyes and teeth and flinched in pain. Kagome got off quickly and wiped her eyes. They were all silent. What could they say? There was nothing that could change things now. Kagome had a knot of guilt in her stomach, squeezing tighter every second. She felt as if this was all her fault.
"There they are!"
The four turned to see the doctor and a few other men charging after them. Kagome automatically jumped on Inuyasha's back.
"Let's get out of here!"
"What the hell do I look like, a taxi?"
"Get on Sango."
"Uh, okay." Sango jumped on without warning.
"Don't I have say on who goes on MY BACK!?"
"You can complain later. Let's go!"
Inuyasha shook his head, scooped up Miroku, and leaped clean over the gate and highway and disappeared out of the doctor's stunned eyesight. He landed in someone's back yard and put down Miroku and the two girls hopped off his back. Miroku acted like he did not see what just happened. The four did not have to say anything. They already knew where they were going. They all silently walked to the side of the road until they got a taxi.
Sango bit her lip as she saw one silent tear roll down Miroku's cheek as he stared absentmindedly at the huge hole in the ground in front of what was left of his house he just moved in four months ago. Kagome did not hold back her tears,though, just like the rest of them, she was silent-for Miroku. He just lost everything at once in a heartbeat. She put an arm on his shoulder. He kept staring at the hole, his furrowed eyebrows trembling. Inuyasha had an urge to go back to the well. He did not want anything to happen to anyone else if it was this bad. If Miroku almost died, then what will happen to the others.
Kagome finally stood up and faced her friends. The last thing she wanted to do is tell them why she thinks this happened, but she had to do something. She glanced at Inuyasha, who's expression told her not to do it. She glanced at Miroku's crushed face, and the knot in her throat became tighter. She looked down and surrendered. She couldn't do it.
"Guys.Let's go to the well. I met someone in Inuyasha's world that can help us."
Inuyasha shook his head in warning. Now was not a good time to confess anything. Miroku looked up at her. She had to look away. Inuyasha looked at everyone and walked towards where the taxi was waiting and look back to see no one was moving.
"Miroku. This is not easy, but don't you want to know who done this and get even?"
"Inuyasha!" Kagome snapped.
"I know who it was who shot me."
Everyone looked at Miroku, who spoke for the first time since the hospital. He stood up and proceeded to the car.
"Let's go Kagome. He's not going to live with this while I'm still alive." They never heard Miroku to be so serious.
They all collected in the car and went back home. Sango saw Miroku's head drooping from time to time during the long trip. She put her hand behind his head and guided him to her chest. She could not believe that so much things could all happen through one night.
They finally got to the driveway of the house. Police cars and ambulance flooded the streets with sirens ands lights. Kagome felt like throwing up when they were all in her drive way. Inuyasha's mouth dropped open. The place he was calling home for the past three months might be the one that was next to be like Miroku's.
They all paid the taxi with any money they had and sprinted to the houses. Kagome's mother intercepted them before they went any further. Kagome hugged her mother.
"Mom! What's happening? Anything happened to our house?"
Her mother pulled her off. Her eyes were puffy from crying and her face was wrinkled with a frown. She looked like she was worrying.
"Kagome Higurashi! Where have you been! I was just going to ask one of these police men to go find you guys!"
Kagome sighed happily and gave her mother another hug, relived to hear that.
"So that's why there all here right? To find us?"
She did not answer. Kagome opened her eyes and looked up. Ms.Higurashi shook her head.
"That is the least of our troubles. I am truly sorry, Sango, this is absolutley horrid."
Sango did not need any more to run to the driveway. Miroku called out to her, not wanting to follow. He knew something terrible has happened around the corner. He flinched when he heard her loud, horrifying scream of pain. They all ran, and Kagome hesitated to go around the corner. There were police tape streched around her house. Paramedics were taking out bodies slowly on a stretcher. When they passed Sango with her brother on it in a bloody mess, she yelled,
"WHY ARE YOU TAKING SO LONG TO GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL!"
"Because it is too late, little girl, we tried to revive him already.He lost too much blood."
Inuyasha watched as Sango tried to hold on to her brother and one of the paramedics elbowed her down. Inuyasha was about to approach them when he felt Ms. Higurashi's arm on his shoulder. So this is how the world works. Sesshomaru was not the only person who was cold. Not all people are like the first ones he knows. Good, and evil.
"Hey, girl! That's police property!" yelled one of the investigators as Sango jumped clean over the police boundary and ran into her house. She paled when they brought out her father in the same slow procedure. Blood oozed from his head. She nearly fainted until she saw an officer coming out with some one that was hand cuffed and laughing wildly.
"He's possesed," Miroku mumbled.
Sango stared at the man with shock as he passed by breathing hard, then her face hardened with hate for this stanger. She pushed the officer out of the way. Both the officer and the man fell to the ground. Sango jumped on the man and kicked him in the head continually.
"YOU DID THIS! WHY AREN'T YOU DEAD! YOU WILL DIE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU I-"
She screamed when two police officers lift her up and walked her out of the crime scene. She struggled with them until they got her back to Ms. Higurashi. "I DID NOT EVEN KILL YOUR FATHER! IT WAS YOUR BROTHER! BWAHAHAHAHA!" laughed the phsyco in handcuffs.
"This one yours?"
"Uh.yes-"
"You need to control her." They put her down and Miroku held her back from it all, but she was still fighting to go.
"You have to understand that it is hard for her!" Ms.Higurashi raised her voice, but the police did not acknowledge her and went back to their job. That is all it was to them- a job. Sango finally stopped squirming. Suprisingly she was not crying, but Kagome wished she was. It would be better than to see her like she was having a nervous breakdown. Miroku held her tightly and did not care what kind of pain he felt from his chest. He was convinced that his pain could not amount to hers.
"Come on inside, guys." Said Ms. Higurashi as she put her arms around them. Sango did not fight anymore, instead, she let Miroku drag her to the house. Inuyasha was called again by Ms. Higurashi. He was still watching it all understanding how much other people did not care how much pain others were in. He clenched his fists in anger and glared at the police.
Kagome managed to get her three friends in one room. She had to tell them. Inuyasha did not fight her. She paced back and fourth the room as she tried to put it in words.
"We.have to g-go to the well tomorrow morning. It is too dangerous to go now, but if we don't.more of this chaos will occur."
Sango looked up. "Why?"
Kagome looked at her friend, and began to cry just from seeing all the suffering etched on her face. She leaned on her nightstand for support.
"I-I broke the balance. This all was bound to happen when.we met Inuyasha" she figured out.
Inuyasha face looked hurt, but he said nothing. Miroku covered Sango's trembling hands. She yanked her hands free and lunged at Inuyasha. She began to pound him in the chest with all her might.
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO COME HERE! I HATE YOU AS MUCH AS I HATE THE MURDERER OF MY FAMILY."
Inuyasha let her take all her anger out until she stopped, glared at him, and fainted on Inuyasha. He picked her up and gave her to Miroku. Miroku sat down on the bed and held her like a child.
"So.we leave tomorrow." He muttered. He stood up and left the room without warning. Kagome stepped to the side and let him leave. She stared at the only person left in the room. He tried to hide it with a regular glare, but his eyes revealed that he was crushed. He suddenly looked up and grabbed her. Kagome felt something scratch her left shoulder, then heard it crash to the ground. She turned to see Sota's fishing knife that was displayed on the shelf was now on the ground. If Inuyasha didn't pull her out of the way, she might have been slit in the shoulder. She paled as she watched the knife, and tried to breathe normally, but couldn't. She looked at Inuyasha, then threw her arms around his neck and clinged on to him. He held her tighter as the wept uncontrollably in his arms. He lifted her up and brought her to the bed.
"I have to stay with you now. It's not safe." He whispered gently.
He leaned back on the bed with her still buried in his chest, feeling the warm stream of tears roll off him, his arms protectively around her.
Miroku sat up and stared out of the porch window. He heard a noise and turned to see Sango in the kitchen sipping on a glass of water. He walked over to her, amazed that she was not crying at all. He took the glass of water out of her hand and looked at him. He rested it on the counter, then pulled her into his arms. He wrapped one hand on her mid back and the other was stroking the back of her head, comforting her. She did not hug back. He leaned his head on hers.
"Sango. Stop holding it back, you'll become insane. You have to let go." He whispered. She remained silent and stiff. "Sango please stop." At that moment she flung her arms around him and held on to him for dear life as she sobbed histerically. They stood in the dark kitchen in each others arms; crying together.
A/N: WHY AM I SO CRUEL!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE!!! Oh well, I needed something right? *crickets* Well, I see your really tense right now.*gulp* well it may take a while to get the other chapter up, but still check for me okay? And I see I am not getting anymore reviews T.T. plz let me get like about 70 or so.what's that noise? *hears rumbling in distance, grabs her lap top and runs from the angry stampede of reviewers.
Chapter 9
Sango kneeled down by Miroku's chest. She paled and held her breath as Miroku looked at her with confusion and fright in his eyes. They both wanted to know what just happened.
"Oh my God!" Said an elderly voice from behind.
Sango looked at the old couple on their porch.
"WELL DON'T JUST FREAKEN SIT THERE! CALL 911!"
The man nodded frantically and darted inside. Sango never the retired run so fast. Her attention was back on Miroku when he began to cough out blood. The crimson liquid of life covered his hand that was over his wound. His eyes began to roll back to his head and began to breathe harder.
"No."
Sango grabbed his other hand and slapped his cheek softly. "No Miroku, you gotta stay with me! Can you do that?" She said as she wiped the blood from his lips. He breathed in deeply and nodded, his eyes wandering. Sango crouched over closer to his eyes. "Hey. You have to look at me Miroku-no me." His royal blue eyes looked into hers. "That's it! Stay with me!" She whispered as calm as she could. She had to keep a cool head if she did not want Miroku to panic. She felt the wet blood stream around her knees and she gasped. She looked at his hand and moved it. Miroku groaned painfully. She looked at his hand, then his chest. The bullet went straight through the palm of his hand and into his chest. "Now this is going to hurt." She took off her shirt and (had on only a sports bra) and tore it in half, wrapping one piece tightly around his hand, and the other pressed on his chest. He gnashed his teeth as she applied pressure to it. Miroku began to pale, his eyes wandering once again. Sango's eyes blurred with tears. She squeezed his good hand. "Miroku.Miroku you, have to stay awake or you'll." Miroku eyes closed halfway.
"MIROKU!!!"
His eyes shot open and tried to focus on Sango's shining eyes. She looked around desperately trying to find a way to keep him awake, and then did the only thing she could have think of. The only thing Miroku could do in his dreams without waking up with a slap. "How's this? Would this keep you awake?" His hand felt something soft and smooth. His eyes opened to his hand placed on top of Sango's breast, with her hand placed on top of his. He gasped, took in a little blood, and coughed. The red Sango kept her focus on him and him only. 'So he can stay alive, so he can stay alive.' the thought. "Stay with me. Okay. Can you talk?"
"HMM?"
"Are you able to speak?"
"MMMHHMM."
"Uh. say something, anything to keep yourself awake."
He closed his eyes and Sango was about to say something, but she stopped and turned redder as his hand cupped her breast.
"Am I dreaming?"
She rolled her eyes. "Unfortunately not, you hentai. But if it keeps you conscious, I guess."
The sounds of the alarm from the ambulance flooded the quiet night and it screeched to a halt, the police and reporters closely behind of it. The paramedics pushed Sango to the side so suddenly and pulled out the stretcher. They put him on and rushed to their vehicle.
"Hey wait! I'M COMING!"
She shoved through cameras and microphones and reached the door just when it was about to close.
"I SAID WAIT!"
"What's your relation?" Asked the paramedic.
"I'm his sister now let me on!"
She climbed in and they closed the doors. They sped off before Sango could even sit down properly. She saw Miroku's hand reach out to her, and she grabbed it. The paramedics cut open his shirt and wiped off the blood that was now crusty.
"My goodness he lost a lot of blood! Your lucky to even be awake right now!" Exclaimed the paramedic. He closed his eyes with a slight smile and squeezed Sango's hand. Sango knew why.
Sango paced the halls of the emergency area for almost two hours. She could not sit down. She tried to push the thought of Miroku's death to the back of her mind- it did not work. All it did was give her a headache and itchy eyes from all of the crying. She inhaled deeply and turned on her heel when the door swung open. She looked up at a satisfied doctor, and already knew he was okay.
"He is very lucky, you know, any closer and it would have pierced his lung. By the way, how did he get shot? Aren't you too young on the streets at night?"
"We were at my house." She lied.
"Oh. Where is your mother?"
"She should be at the hospital anytime now, did you check the front desk?"
The doctor nodded and left. Sango watched him until he turned the corner of the hospital till she relaxed her muscles and exhaled. She never lied so freely, but it was all for the best. She speed-walked down the hall, looking through every door window. Some of the patients looked awful. She then saw Miroku and went in. Sango stood at the doorway in silence for a moment before walking towards him. It seemed the drugs they gave him really knocked him out. Sango smoothed out one part of the bed, then sat on it and gazed at Miroku. He saved her. He got the bullet through his hand and chest, so, judging by her size, that could have been her head. Involuntary tears swelled up in her eyes as she but her lip. Miroku woke up and stared at her, then closed his eyes again and took her hand, then squeezed it. She only knew him for three months now, and she felt as if each week was a year from how close she felt towards him. Towards all of them. Kagome, the orphan, even Inuyasha.
"Stop crying already. Your beautiful eyes will turn red and puffy." Miroku muttered.
"How could you be so calm at a time like this?"
"I am the one in the hospital bed, Sango. If I am calm, then you should be calm, right?"
She wiped her cheeks. "I'm not crying 'cause I'm sad, all right! I'm just.relived your alive, that's all." She managed to say.
Miroku stared at her and she stared back into those misty blue eyes. She felt goosebumps rising on her skin. She tried her best to cover up her reaction. Miroku suddenly had shown a weak smile that did not reveal his teeth. Sango suddenly looked away and grabbed the remote on the nightstand. She turned on the TV to baseball. She hated baseball, but she would use anything to keep her attention off of Miroku. She suddenly felt his hand caressing hers. She concentrated at the TV. She tried everything to ignore him so he would not ask that certain question. The one that determines if you are no longer single or if you stay available. She felt him stop, his hand resting on hers, then he smoothed his hand up to her neck. She couldn't take it. She gave him a 'back off ' look hoping it would work, but it backfired in her face when she looked at him. His expression seemed disappointed, his eyes shown he was hurt. He drew his arm back to his side and mumbled something.
"What?" Sango asked.
He mumbled something again, this time a little louder, but hardly understandable.
"Speak up."
He shook his head and squinted his eyes as if it hurt his throat to amplify his voice, then mumbled again. Sango went closer each time, until her cheek was inches away from his lips. He opened his eyes and guided her eyes to his with his hand on her cheek. Sango stared at him.
"Well?" She whispered.
His hand flowed from her cheek to the back of her head.
"Just one. To show you what I think."
"One kiss."
Sango eyes widen not in surprise, but she was not prepared to hear that. She hesitated to move. It was too late for her. Miroku tilted his head and sealed her lips with his. She was about to pull back when he kept her head in place. She collapsed on the bed, and surrendered to the soft intoxicating feeling moving on her lips. She began to kiss him back. She carefully placed one hand on his shoulder and ran her fingers through his hair until it reached the nape of his neck. He broke off and looked up at her. His eyes did not have that sneaky clever little look. It was replaced with sincerity, as if asking her permission to move on. She drew back a sharp breath, unable to move, and simply stared back. After a moment she picked up the back of his neck and drew his lips to hers. He gently continued, every kiss stolen caused Sango to shiver inside. She pulled back with her eyes still closed, but he continued, trailing every sweet kiss slowly from her chin to her neck.
The TV sounded off loud enough to make Miroku's lips pause on one part of her neck, and reluctantly looked at the TV. Sango shifted to one side of the bed and looked as well.
"We interrupt this program with a special report. There has seemed to be some catastrophically yet phenomenal natural disaster at the countryside of Tokyo. It has seemed to be some kind of tornado."
Sango felt Miroku tense on the side of her and she looked at his worried expression. He lived on the countryside of Tokyo, and a Tornado takes all. Sango frowned and kept watching.
"This tornado came without warning, but left with hardly any damage. In fact, It destroyed only one area of land. However, it was fatal, and one death occurred. Now we go to Rick, who is live at the scene. Rick?"
"Ah yes Chris. This is completely indescribable and amazing. I've never seen anything like it."
Sango gasped when she saw the area it destroyed. It was Miroku's house. The whole front of the house was completely demolished, and there was a huge crater in the front of the house. She felt Miroku shift and she did not want to see Miroku's face. He actually sat up on the bed, ignoring the pain and stared blankly at the screen.
"We do not have much information on the victim, but we do know that he has some relation to the boy who was shot about an hour ago, injuries through his hand and chest cavity."
Miroku shook his head as he saw himself on the screen in a bloody mess on a stretcher.
"This.this isn't happening.THIS ISN'T HAPPENIIING!"
Kagome had her mouth covered through the whole report she saw on TV. She looked down at the sleeping Kohaku on the couch. Thank God he was not awake to see this. She slowly crept out of the house and ran to Inuyasha. She opened the door to see Inuyasha staring at the TV with his large amber eyes of shock. He looked up at Kagome as if waiting for her to say something.
"See?! I told you! Come on, I know which hospital they have to be in. it has to be the closest one to where he was shot right?"
"I guess."
Kagome was now relived he was talking to her after what she done, and that he now believed her. He stood up and they both walked through the door. Kagome looked around and sighed.
"How the heck are we supposed to get there anyway?"
Inuyasha grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his back, then crouched down.
"Get on."
"On your back? What, you're gonna run over there?"
Inuyasha did not answer her. She saw there was no other option, so, with a moan, she climbed on. He stood up and pulled her hands more around his neck.
"You better hold on better than that." She climbed on a little higher, a little skeptical of his running abilities. She began to feel the blush rise up on her cheeks when his hands propped up the bottom of her thighs.
"Which way is it?"
Kagome pointed to the east. "That WAAAAAAY!"
She wasn't expecting to be about 20 feet in the air at the moment.
"IF YOU START SCREAMING I'LL DROP YOU!" Inuyasha hollered over his shoulder. He landed at the very edge of a roof without a sound and soared back into the air.
"When were you able to do this!" Kagome asked, trying her best not to scream.
"A few days ago. I didn't even know I could do that until I tried to reach for the burnt out light bulb. You gotta keep givin me directions, Kagome!"
"Straight ahead until that stop sign. So that's where that dent in the roof came from!"
Inuyasha thought it was best not to acknowledge that. They soared from roofs, to light posts, to treetops without making any noise other than the rustling of leaves like the wind. Inuyasha's hand was now firm under her thigh. Kagome gasped as she tensed. Inuyasha sensed it and stopped on top of a telephone pole. He didn't like it when she was close to him and she becomes edgy and nervous. He didn't know why, though. She never really told him why she felt the way she was feeling now.
"Now what?"
"What are you talking about, Inuyasha?"
"What's your problem?" He shifts his weight to the other leg, the one closest to the live wire (very dangerous.) Kagome looked over and yelped, so Inuyasha leapt to a roof and put her down. He looked straight in her eyes, and she bit her lip. He frowned confusingly.
"Why do you do that?" he asked irritatingly.
"Do what? What are you talking about. Look Inuyasha, Miroku needs us, and were just standing-"
Inuyasha pulled her towards him until she pressed against his chest. Immediately her cheeks were that strange red color it always did.
"That." he said softly. She looked up at his eyes and froze. If he only knew what he did to her, Kagome was sure he would stop, but he doesn't understand. There he was, inches away from her face as if he was about to kiss her-but Kagome was sure he did not even know what a kiss is (and she would like to keep it that way), just waiting for Kagome's dumb excuse. She shook her head and he caught her off guard when he cupped her cheek in his hand.
"And why are your cheeks so red and hot? Why do you stare at me for no reason? Why do you babble or ignore me when I ask these questions? Why do you-"
"I DON'T KNOW OKAY!" she voluntarily hopped on his back. "Now let's get a move on!"
"Feh." Was Inuyasha's only reply until they reached the hospital. On the way, Inuyasha did have a point. She did do that a lot, and never explained anything to Inuyasha. She has told him everything she knows about this world, all except why this world is still going. She wondered if he even knew where babies come from. Boy meets girl, kisses, hugs, dates.love, she never showed him any of these things, and those are the best things in the world. He's really missing out.
"I gotta get out of here!" Miroku said as he sat up.
"No Miroku! Your wound."
"I don't care. It's not as bad as it seems. I have to get home.this is impossible."
Sango quickly learned there was no stopping him. She nodded and helped him out of the hospital bed and out through the door. He walked down the hall with every one looking at him, but he kept a stern look on his face and his head up and straight as he made his way through the exit, bandages and all. Sango stopped and stared at him walking until he left. She had to stop and let her brain get all of this straight. She did not know whether she was even dreaming or not.
"Excuse me miss, I see no mother.or are you even related?"
She knew it was the doctor, and began to run without looking back.
"Hey!"
She nearly ran into a person in a wheel chair and jumped clean over it. Fortunately the doctor did not chase her and looked inside the empty room for his patient. By the time he realized what happened, the girl and his patient were gone.
Sango ran to Miroku and grabbed his hand.
"Miroku.how are we going to get to your house? It's all the way in the country."
She followed the direction Miroku was looking at and saw Inuyasha and Kagome running over. Kagome stopped in front of him, looked at him for a second with tears already forming, and flung her arms around him. He clenched his eyes and teeth and flinched in pain. Kagome got off quickly and wiped her eyes. They were all silent. What could they say? There was nothing that could change things now. Kagome had a knot of guilt in her stomach, squeezing tighter every second. She felt as if this was all her fault.
"There they are!"
The four turned to see the doctor and a few other men charging after them. Kagome automatically jumped on Inuyasha's back.
"Let's get out of here!"
"What the hell do I look like, a taxi?"
"Get on Sango."
"Uh, okay." Sango jumped on without warning.
"Don't I have say on who goes on MY BACK!?"
"You can complain later. Let's go!"
Inuyasha shook his head, scooped up Miroku, and leaped clean over the gate and highway and disappeared out of the doctor's stunned eyesight. He landed in someone's back yard and put down Miroku and the two girls hopped off his back. Miroku acted like he did not see what just happened. The four did not have to say anything. They already knew where they were going. They all silently walked to the side of the road until they got a taxi.
Sango bit her lip as she saw one silent tear roll down Miroku's cheek as he stared absentmindedly at the huge hole in the ground in front of what was left of his house he just moved in four months ago. Kagome did not hold back her tears,though, just like the rest of them, she was silent-for Miroku. He just lost everything at once in a heartbeat. She put an arm on his shoulder. He kept staring at the hole, his furrowed eyebrows trembling. Inuyasha had an urge to go back to the well. He did not want anything to happen to anyone else if it was this bad. If Miroku almost died, then what will happen to the others.
Kagome finally stood up and faced her friends. The last thing she wanted to do is tell them why she thinks this happened, but she had to do something. She glanced at Inuyasha, who's expression told her not to do it. She glanced at Miroku's crushed face, and the knot in her throat became tighter. She looked down and surrendered. She couldn't do it.
"Guys.Let's go to the well. I met someone in Inuyasha's world that can help us."
Inuyasha shook his head in warning. Now was not a good time to confess anything. Miroku looked up at her. She had to look away. Inuyasha looked at everyone and walked towards where the taxi was waiting and look back to see no one was moving.
"Miroku. This is not easy, but don't you want to know who done this and get even?"
"Inuyasha!" Kagome snapped.
"I know who it was who shot me."
Everyone looked at Miroku, who spoke for the first time since the hospital. He stood up and proceeded to the car.
"Let's go Kagome. He's not going to live with this while I'm still alive." They never heard Miroku to be so serious.
They all collected in the car and went back home. Sango saw Miroku's head drooping from time to time during the long trip. She put her hand behind his head and guided him to her chest. She could not believe that so much things could all happen through one night.
They finally got to the driveway of the house. Police cars and ambulance flooded the streets with sirens ands lights. Kagome felt like throwing up when they were all in her drive way. Inuyasha's mouth dropped open. The place he was calling home for the past three months might be the one that was next to be like Miroku's.
They all paid the taxi with any money they had and sprinted to the houses. Kagome's mother intercepted them before they went any further. Kagome hugged her mother.
"Mom! What's happening? Anything happened to our house?"
Her mother pulled her off. Her eyes were puffy from crying and her face was wrinkled with a frown. She looked like she was worrying.
"Kagome Higurashi! Where have you been! I was just going to ask one of these police men to go find you guys!"
Kagome sighed happily and gave her mother another hug, relived to hear that.
"So that's why there all here right? To find us?"
She did not answer. Kagome opened her eyes and looked up. Ms.Higurashi shook her head.
"That is the least of our troubles. I am truly sorry, Sango, this is absolutley horrid."
Sango did not need any more to run to the driveway. Miroku called out to her, not wanting to follow. He knew something terrible has happened around the corner. He flinched when he heard her loud, horrifying scream of pain. They all ran, and Kagome hesitated to go around the corner. There were police tape streched around her house. Paramedics were taking out bodies slowly on a stretcher. When they passed Sango with her brother on it in a bloody mess, she yelled,
"WHY ARE YOU TAKING SO LONG TO GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL!"
"Because it is too late, little girl, we tried to revive him already.He lost too much blood."
Inuyasha watched as Sango tried to hold on to her brother and one of the paramedics elbowed her down. Inuyasha was about to approach them when he felt Ms. Higurashi's arm on his shoulder. So this is how the world works. Sesshomaru was not the only person who was cold. Not all people are like the first ones he knows. Good, and evil.
"Hey, girl! That's police property!" yelled one of the investigators as Sango jumped clean over the police boundary and ran into her house. She paled when they brought out her father in the same slow procedure. Blood oozed from his head. She nearly fainted until she saw an officer coming out with some one that was hand cuffed and laughing wildly.
"He's possesed," Miroku mumbled.
Sango stared at the man with shock as he passed by breathing hard, then her face hardened with hate for this stanger. She pushed the officer out of the way. Both the officer and the man fell to the ground. Sango jumped on the man and kicked him in the head continually.
"YOU DID THIS! WHY AREN'T YOU DEAD! YOU WILL DIE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU I-"
She screamed when two police officers lift her up and walked her out of the crime scene. She struggled with them until they got her back to Ms. Higurashi. "I DID NOT EVEN KILL YOUR FATHER! IT WAS YOUR BROTHER! BWAHAHAHAHA!" laughed the phsyco in handcuffs.
"This one yours?"
"Uh.yes-"
"You need to control her." They put her down and Miroku held her back from it all, but she was still fighting to go.
"You have to understand that it is hard for her!" Ms.Higurashi raised her voice, but the police did not acknowledge her and went back to their job. That is all it was to them- a job. Sango finally stopped squirming. Suprisingly she was not crying, but Kagome wished she was. It would be better than to see her like she was having a nervous breakdown. Miroku held her tightly and did not care what kind of pain he felt from his chest. He was convinced that his pain could not amount to hers.
"Come on inside, guys." Said Ms. Higurashi as she put her arms around them. Sango did not fight anymore, instead, she let Miroku drag her to the house. Inuyasha was called again by Ms. Higurashi. He was still watching it all understanding how much other people did not care how much pain others were in. He clenched his fists in anger and glared at the police.
Kagome managed to get her three friends in one room. She had to tell them. Inuyasha did not fight her. She paced back and fourth the room as she tried to put it in words.
"We.have to g-go to the well tomorrow morning. It is too dangerous to go now, but if we don't.more of this chaos will occur."
Sango looked up. "Why?"
Kagome looked at her friend, and began to cry just from seeing all the suffering etched on her face. She leaned on her nightstand for support.
"I-I broke the balance. This all was bound to happen when.we met Inuyasha" she figured out.
Inuyasha face looked hurt, but he said nothing. Miroku covered Sango's trembling hands. She yanked her hands free and lunged at Inuyasha. She began to pound him in the chest with all her might.
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO COME HERE! I HATE YOU AS MUCH AS I HATE THE MURDERER OF MY FAMILY."
Inuyasha let her take all her anger out until she stopped, glared at him, and fainted on Inuyasha. He picked her up and gave her to Miroku. Miroku sat down on the bed and held her like a child.
"So.we leave tomorrow." He muttered. He stood up and left the room without warning. Kagome stepped to the side and let him leave. She stared at the only person left in the room. He tried to hide it with a regular glare, but his eyes revealed that he was crushed. He suddenly looked up and grabbed her. Kagome felt something scratch her left shoulder, then heard it crash to the ground. She turned to see Sota's fishing knife that was displayed on the shelf was now on the ground. If Inuyasha didn't pull her out of the way, she might have been slit in the shoulder. She paled as she watched the knife, and tried to breathe normally, but couldn't. She looked at Inuyasha, then threw her arms around his neck and clinged on to him. He held her tighter as the wept uncontrollably in his arms. He lifted her up and brought her to the bed.
"I have to stay with you now. It's not safe." He whispered gently.
He leaned back on the bed with her still buried in his chest, feeling the warm stream of tears roll off him, his arms protectively around her.
Miroku sat up and stared out of the porch window. He heard a noise and turned to see Sango in the kitchen sipping on a glass of water. He walked over to her, amazed that she was not crying at all. He took the glass of water out of her hand and looked at him. He rested it on the counter, then pulled her into his arms. He wrapped one hand on her mid back and the other was stroking the back of her head, comforting her. She did not hug back. He leaned his head on hers.
"Sango. Stop holding it back, you'll become insane. You have to let go." He whispered. She remained silent and stiff. "Sango please stop." At that moment she flung her arms around him and held on to him for dear life as she sobbed histerically. They stood in the dark kitchen in each others arms; crying together.
A/N: WHY AM I SO CRUEL!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE!!! Oh well, I needed something right? *crickets* Well, I see your really tense right now.*gulp* well it may take a while to get the other chapter up, but still check for me okay? And I see I am not getting anymore reviews T.T. plz let me get like about 70 or so.what's that noise? *hears rumbling in distance, grabs her lap top and runs from the angry stampede of reviewers.