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Chapter 2-The Sacrifice of Hiding in the Light
"Mmm...morning already?" Miroku rolled over in his futon, and stared directly into the bright eyes of Shippo, who had been awake in his futon for an hour, but didn't want to wake anybody up. "Ohayoo."
"Ohayoo, Miroku!" he said bouncily, and then proceeded to jump straight over Miroku, onto Sango's futon. "Ohayoo, Sango-chan!"
Silence echoed through the trees.
"Sango...Sango?" Miroku whispered. "She must still be sleeping. Come, Shippo. We must chop firewood." Miroku had the unique ability to get up immediately after waking up.
"Well, then," the young kitsune said bluntly, "We need Sango. With Inuyasha gone, she's the strongest."
Miroku sighed. "Fine, but, I don't know how happy she'll be if we wake her up..." but Shippo was already leafing through the covers.
"Sango! You have to help us chop firewood. Pleeaaa-" he stopped mid- plea. "Nane? She's gone!"
"Nane?" Miroku flopped through the covers himself for a moment in disbelief. "You're right. She must have gone for a walk or something without us.
"But Miroku-san!" Shippo whined as he tugged on the monk's clothes. "You know as well as I do that Sango would never leave without telling us! She's too old and responsible!"
Miroku got up, and started walking toward the forest. "Your right. I guess we have no , let's look for her."
Shippo and Miroku knew that the forest was pretty large, and they prepared themselves for a full day of searching, but they stumbled into her fairly quickly. She was picking flowers, which they thought was interesting behavior for her.
"Sango-san! Ohayoo! We were so worried about you! Why didn't you tell us where you were going?" Shippo hopped onto her shoulder.
"Yea, especially since you usually are more careful than that." Miroku shot her a slightly annoyed glance, but then seemed to loosen up. "Anyways, ohayoo!"
"Ohayoo, to you to, Hoshi-sama, but..." Sango stopped picking flowers, brushed off Shippo in a not-so-friendly manner, and looked in their directions. "Do I know you?"
Shippo stopped smiling. "Stop kidding around, Sango."
"I'm not, 'kidding around.' Listen, I have no who you are, or how you know my name, but I assure you, I am not the type of girl to be pushed around." Her hand moved discreetly towards Hiraikotsu. "Are you mind reading youkai in disguise?"
"Sango...you're really scaring me!" Shippo wailed. "Please come back to camp with us!"
"Look, I don't know who you freaks are, but leave me alone!" Sango's face turned from confused to angry.
Miroku bent down to Shippo and whispered, "Let's play along with her game...maybe then she'll come to her senses."
"Hai." Shippo whispered back. "I agree."
Miroku stood back up. "Gomen. We leave you now, in peace."
They started to walk away, but quickly realized that Hiraikotsu was in their way. When Miroku and Shippo turned around, they saw Sango with her arm outstretched. "How do you know my name? I've never seen you before in my life. Tell me!" she boomed.
"Um...well...the truth is..." Shippo began.
"Shippo!" Miroku whispered harshly.
"You tried to kill our friend Inuyasha, because you thought he destroyed your village, but it was really Naraku, and then there's Kagome, and Miroku, and I'm Shippo, and you've been hunting for the shikon no tama and-"
"Stop! Enough lies!" Sango clutched her head as if it were on fire. Shippo thought this was an improvement.
"-and we know all about Kohaku, and how he killed your father and comrades! "
"It...burns...! I don't want...don't want to remember!" Sango was on her knees now, thrashing her head wildly. "Get...away...now!"
"Shippo! Stop!" Miroku hit him on the head. "I no longer think that this is a game...she truly doesn't remember us." He looked fairly taken aback.
Shippo then saw the glint of steel reflect off of the morning light. "Nane desu ka...Miroku! Look! Someone approaches...steel...uh oh, he has a weapon! This could be trouble..."
But as the boy approached, he dropped his weapon, and ran to Sango. "Neechan! What are you doing to my sister?" Kohaku embraced her, and turned to Miroku and Shippo. "Leave her alone!"
Sango stopped thrashing, but still held onto her head as if she had an extreme headache, or a migraine. "No..." she whispered. "Ko...haku."
"Kohaku!" Miroku took several steps forward. "Are you still under the control of Naraku?"
"As far as I'm concerned..." he scowled, "that never happened."
"Coward! Why do you always run away from your own mind? Forcing Sango to do this is even worse! You're making her leave all of her friends!" Shippo suddenly spoke up.
"He's right! Give us back Sango-san!"
"Enough! Don't you see? I...don't...know...you! I don't care! To me, you are but a face with no name. Leave us!" Sango stood back up. Just then, Kirara nuzzled up to Shippo. "Kirara...?"
"See? Even Kirara remembers me! Isn't that proof enough?" Shippo asked.
"No. She likes anything cute or fuzzy," Sango replied, but she noticed that Kohaku was frowning. "Ike! Go! Kirara!"
Kirara disappeared in a ball of fire, and then returned to battle form. Sango jumped on her, and then helped Kohaku up.
"If you will not leave us, we will leave you." Kohaku stated coldly.
As they watched Sango and Kohaku ride away, Miroku muttered under his breath, "Damn! Where's that bastard Hachi when you need him?"
End of Chapter 2
Chapter 2-The Sacrifice of Hiding in the Light
"Mmm...morning already?" Miroku rolled over in his futon, and stared directly into the bright eyes of Shippo, who had been awake in his futon for an hour, but didn't want to wake anybody up. "Ohayoo."
"Ohayoo, Miroku!" he said bouncily, and then proceeded to jump straight over Miroku, onto Sango's futon. "Ohayoo, Sango-chan!"
Silence echoed through the trees.
"Sango...Sango?" Miroku whispered. "She must still be sleeping. Come, Shippo. We must chop firewood." Miroku had the unique ability to get up immediately after waking up.
"Well, then," the young kitsune said bluntly, "We need Sango. With Inuyasha gone, she's the strongest."
Miroku sighed. "Fine, but, I don't know how happy she'll be if we wake her up..." but Shippo was already leafing through the covers.
"Sango! You have to help us chop firewood. Pleeaaa-" he stopped mid- plea. "Nane? She's gone!"
"Nane?" Miroku flopped through the covers himself for a moment in disbelief. "You're right. She must have gone for a walk or something without us.
"But Miroku-san!" Shippo whined as he tugged on the monk's clothes. "You know as well as I do that Sango would never leave without telling us! She's too old and responsible!"
Miroku got up, and started walking toward the forest. "Your right. I guess we have no , let's look for her."
Shippo and Miroku knew that the forest was pretty large, and they prepared themselves for a full day of searching, but they stumbled into her fairly quickly. She was picking flowers, which they thought was interesting behavior for her.
"Sango-san! Ohayoo! We were so worried about you! Why didn't you tell us where you were going?" Shippo hopped onto her shoulder.
"Yea, especially since you usually are more careful than that." Miroku shot her a slightly annoyed glance, but then seemed to loosen up. "Anyways, ohayoo!"
"Ohayoo, to you to, Hoshi-sama, but..." Sango stopped picking flowers, brushed off Shippo in a not-so-friendly manner, and looked in their directions. "Do I know you?"
Shippo stopped smiling. "Stop kidding around, Sango."
"I'm not, 'kidding around.' Listen, I have no who you are, or how you know my name, but I assure you, I am not the type of girl to be pushed around." Her hand moved discreetly towards Hiraikotsu. "Are you mind reading youkai in disguise?"
"Sango...you're really scaring me!" Shippo wailed. "Please come back to camp with us!"
"Look, I don't know who you freaks are, but leave me alone!" Sango's face turned from confused to angry.
Miroku bent down to Shippo and whispered, "Let's play along with her game...maybe then she'll come to her senses."
"Hai." Shippo whispered back. "I agree."
Miroku stood back up. "Gomen. We leave you now, in peace."
They started to walk away, but quickly realized that Hiraikotsu was in their way. When Miroku and Shippo turned around, they saw Sango with her arm outstretched. "How do you know my name? I've never seen you before in my life. Tell me!" she boomed.
"Um...well...the truth is..." Shippo began.
"Shippo!" Miroku whispered harshly.
"You tried to kill our friend Inuyasha, because you thought he destroyed your village, but it was really Naraku, and then there's Kagome, and Miroku, and I'm Shippo, and you've been hunting for the shikon no tama and-"
"Stop! Enough lies!" Sango clutched her head as if it were on fire. Shippo thought this was an improvement.
"-and we know all about Kohaku, and how he killed your father and comrades! "
"It...burns...! I don't want...don't want to remember!" Sango was on her knees now, thrashing her head wildly. "Get...away...now!"
"Shippo! Stop!" Miroku hit him on the head. "I no longer think that this is a game...she truly doesn't remember us." He looked fairly taken aback.
Shippo then saw the glint of steel reflect off of the morning light. "Nane desu ka...Miroku! Look! Someone approaches...steel...uh oh, he has a weapon! This could be trouble..."
But as the boy approached, he dropped his weapon, and ran to Sango. "Neechan! What are you doing to my sister?" Kohaku embraced her, and turned to Miroku and Shippo. "Leave her alone!"
Sango stopped thrashing, but still held onto her head as if she had an extreme headache, or a migraine. "No..." she whispered. "Ko...haku."
"Kohaku!" Miroku took several steps forward. "Are you still under the control of Naraku?"
"As far as I'm concerned..." he scowled, "that never happened."
"Coward! Why do you always run away from your own mind? Forcing Sango to do this is even worse! You're making her leave all of her friends!" Shippo suddenly spoke up.
"He's right! Give us back Sango-san!"
"Enough! Don't you see? I...don't...know...you! I don't care! To me, you are but a face with no name. Leave us!" Sango stood back up. Just then, Kirara nuzzled up to Shippo. "Kirara...?"
"See? Even Kirara remembers me! Isn't that proof enough?" Shippo asked.
"No. She likes anything cute or fuzzy," Sango replied, but she noticed that Kohaku was frowning. "Ike! Go! Kirara!"
Kirara disappeared in a ball of fire, and then returned to battle form. Sango jumped on her, and then helped Kohaku up.
"If you will not leave us, we will leave you." Kohaku stated coldly.
As they watched Sango and Kohaku ride away, Miroku muttered under his breath, "Damn! Where's that bastard Hachi when you need him?"
End of Chapter 2