Chapter 6-

"Sango! Sango look!"

I turned around, taking in my surroundings. The grass around me was a lush green, rows of beautiful flowers surrounded me. The breeze was blowing gently against my hair and I realized when looking down at myself that I was a much younger me. But at the moment I could care less, seeing as I was in my paradise.

I was thirteen to be exact, not really quite sure how I knew...its just sort of came to me. A boy with jet black hair who looked about my age stood in front of me. In his hands he held a bunch of flowers, he flung his hand toward me and opened his palm for me to grab the beautiful tulips. My favorite flower.

I stared at the flowers in shock, how could this boy possibly know my favorite flowers? But then I glanced once more and recognized him instantly. My best friend.

Still I couldn't seem to place his names.

"Do you like them Sango? I heard they were your favorite. So I figured...I figured I'd..." he stumbled for a second then he took another step towards me.

He stood, his face a mere centimeter away from mine. He leaned forward. And placed a small kiss on my lips. I froze.

"Never forget me Sango..."

Then he faded away. I began to scream. I wanted him back, I needed this boy. I needed him, but he was gone. The next thing I knew the beautiful paradise began to fade as fell. The flowers that I had received quickly turned to ashes, and I was surrounded in flames. Everything about him had vanished. Then I saw another boy, this one with a more familiar face, riding on the back of a large demon. The boy looked at me and laughed.

The boy was Kiro.

Everything faded to black and a second later I screamed.

"Are you okay Sango?!"

I opened my eyes, first everything was blurry but then everything cleared up. I was back in my hut with Miroku hovering over my now wide awake body. I tried to nod but then his words registered.

"What did you say?" I questioned nervously.

"I said...are you alright Santo?" he answered quickly, flashing me a look of confusion.

I frowned and nodded. Then tried to close my eyes again, but noticed Miroku was still at my side. I coughed, hoping he would get the idea but he stayed put, just staring at me. Finally giving up, I sat up and gave him an annoyed look.

"Yes...?" I growled.

Miroku just smiled lightly, and then crawled back up to his bunk. Not one word, his whole was up. I waited till I figured he was fast asleep, then started to close my eyes again.

"Sweet dream, my dear Sango..."

This voice was different. This voice was more cold. This voice was filled with hatred. Only one person in our quarters could fit that voice.

Kiro.

My eyes then shut, unwillingly, and more dreams came rushing forward,

Flames pierced against my skin. Everything seemed dark. I walked towards the exit of the building, or what I figured was the exit, of what I figured was a building. Suddenly I heard a crash from behind me. I turned and saw a body trapped under a large rock. I rushed forward, forgetting all about the exit.

The body was completely dark, covered in burns and now probably broken as well. I got closer and wiped some of the dark ashes from the person's face, and revealed the face of my friend.

I screamed.

Then the demon, the same one from my last dream appeared in front of me. He howled with laughter and rose his claw to attack. His claw was inches in front of my face, when another rock fell. This one landing on him.

"NO!!!!!!!"

Suddenly Kiro ran forward, completely ignoring me, and dashes towards the demon. He began to cry in front of it body. I only made out a few bits. It sounded like he was begging for it to come back...and finish the job.

"You still haven't killed the demon slayers..."

I stared, everything went white. My mind went blank.

I felt something warm and soft brush against me. Trying to comfort my tears. I recognized it as Kirara and picked her up carefully.

"I...maybe I just need to take a walk..."

Kirara purred in agreement. And I got up from my bed and headed outside into the dark. I looked around, making sure no one was there. Then decided to head into the woods, to the hot springs.

The wind was blowing pretty fiercely but the warmth from the hot springs made everything better. I let out a sigh of relief as I tried to put my dark dreams behind me. But in the back of my head I was itching to know if Kiro was the cause of that massacre or not.

I let out another long sigh, and ran my hand through my hair, wondering for a moment whether I should go to my regular bathing spot. But it felt much better here for some reason so I opted to stay.

Kirara lay on the grass next to the water and on the verge of sleep, I however was on the verge of something else. Tears.

"Is it possible Kiro could have done all those thing Kirara?" I mused to my cat.

She purred in response, yeah...she was definitely out now.

"Hmm...I wonder if there is any chance he didn't die...that boy in my dreams..." I mused, now to myself.

"Hey Santo...is that you?"

This voice wasn't cold. Wasn't warm and kind. This voice did sound familiar though.

"Inuyasha?"

I turned and sure enough I saw a silver haired man with dog ears walking towards the hot spring. I also happened to notice that this half demon was very not wearing any clothes.

A blush probably rose but he didn't notice, seeing as it was dark. he waded into the nice hot water, and came towards where I was at.

"So everything go well today?" he asked, mindlessly washing his hair.

"Uh...I...yeah great..." I stuttered, watching as he started to fill his hair with shampoo and conditioner.

"That's great, hold on let me rinse."

"How are you going to..." I froze, Inuyasha had just ducked his head the water, before I had the slightest chance to turn or anything. I prayed he had his eyes closed under there but my prayers weren't answered. As he came back up with a very shoked, yet pleased look on his face.

"Santo...you're a...a girl?" he stuttered. "That's why you smelled so nice...but...that's against...only preistesses can...I mean your..."

At that moment I could only think of one thing to do. I slapped him. Hard, right across the face, then I turned around. Slowly I got out of the water, wrapped my towel around me and picked up Kirara carefully.

"Goodnight Inuyasha."

Author's Note: See this one's a little longer, ne? BAD INUYASHA!!! No more peeking at Sango! Well...yeh...the plot deepens. Wee! Next chappy will have a little bit of action in it. I've had lots of little ideas popping into my head for this story. I love em' Wee! REVIEW REVIEW RIGHT NOW! I WANT LOTS SEEING AS I JUST GAVE YOU TWO CHAPTER!!! REVIEW!!!!I should at LEAST have 25...but more...would be better...-

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