III. Sango's Decision
For the next two days, Sango was very quiet. She was contemplating her choices. She knew that she was running out of time.
What do I do? Do I want my brother back this badly?Onee-san…Kohaku's pleading face stayed in her mind, and she decided to do the task Naraku asked.
"Houshi-sama?" Sango shook the monk's shoulder gently. It was the middle of the night, and everyone was asleep except for Sango.
Miroku groaned and rolled over, still asleep.
Kirara woke up and eyed Sango curiously.
"Go back to sleep Kirara," Sango whispered, and the cat did.
"Houshi-sama! Wake up!" she said into his ear. Miroku's eyes opened slowly and rubbed the sleep from them.
"Yes?" he asked sleepily.
"Come with me. I um, have to you something, alone." Miroku slowly got out of bed, grabbed his staff, and Sango half-dragged, half-led him away from the campsite.
Miroku smiled to himself. Show me something alone? Hmm, I wonder if she –"Don't even think about it. It's not what you are thinking of," Sango said without turning around. She seemed to have read his mind.
Miroku smiled sheepishly. Oh well, one can always hope.
"Where are we going?" he asked, more awake now.
Sango didn't answer, just led him further from the camp.
"Sango, it's the middle of the night. Why are we alone out here?"
"Don't worry, I got my sword and Hiraikotsu." Sango's voice sounded different, more stiff and emotionless.
Miroku's eyebrows shot up. He noticed for the first time that instead of her kimono, she was wearing her battle costume.
Is she looking for a demon to fight? He felt that something wasn't right, but shook his head and decided not to pay much attention to it.
"Are we there yet?" Miroku was a bit worried now. They had been walking for a while, so they were quite far from the rest of the gang. If they were attacked and needed help, it would take a while before help would arrive.
Sango seemed to decide that they'd arrived at their destination. Miroku looked around and saw that the clearing was nothing special. It was the same as the other parts of the forest. Only a tiny bit of moonlight filtered through the canopy.
He waited for Sango to tell him why they were there, or do something. But she didn't say anything, just stood there a couple feet away, facing him. Her face was blank and paler than usual.
"Sango? Are you alright?" Miroku asked as she began advancing on him.
"Forgive me Houshi-sama," was all she said. Her cold voice sent chills down Miroku's back.
As a reward for you reviewer, I updated! sorry if this is short, next chap will be longer.
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more evil than this
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Speaking (or typing) of which,
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Sango/IY - 2
Miroku/Kagome - 1
Sango/Sesshy - 1
Kanna/Shippo - 1