yeah ok now heres to the worst chappie ive ever written!! -pops firecrackers- dont worry though, its all worth it next chapter (especially for rabid miroku fangirls ) ;)
Disclaimer: yeah yeah so I own a few bad fics im guessing since nobody reviews but I dont own the characters so dont hurt me please!!
Just make it through this chapter guys and let me know if its not as bad as I think.
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She thought about the battle which had caused him to fall into such a deep coma. It had been only a few days before, yet it had seemed like an eternity. They had been hunting jewel shards as usual far from where they normally traveled when one of Naraku's incarnations showed up. Nothing special. The battle went as it always did and Inuyasha won an easy victory without even having to use the Wind Scar. Then suddenly He showed up. Naraku. She was filled with hatred at the name. He appeared right next to me and would have killed me if Kilala hadn't pushed me to safety. Naraku put up a barrier but we had planned for that. With Inuyasha's technique and Kagome's arrow the barrier broke but he dodged hiraikotsu. He jumped right next to Miroku and without a second thought he removed the beads around his arm unleashing the Wind Tunnel. That's when it happened. Kagura appeared and using her powers over the wind to send a horde of poisonous insects deep into his arm. Not only was he cut, but poisoned. Inuyasha attempted the Wind Scar again but kanna appeared and reflected it back at him. He was cut badly and but not that badly injured. Before Kagura could finish us off, Kilala took us away, knowing from experience how grave Miroku's injuries were.
It would have taken days to find a place to rest if it hadn't been for Kirara. She was the one who spotted the abandoned hut with the stream. Although seemingly close by, it took a while to reach the hut after they tended Inuyasha's wound. Of course, Inuyasha being the stubborn hanyou he is recovered quickly under Kagome's care and so they and kirara went out to find Jinenji and lady Kaede. Sango sighed. She had been left alone with her worries for too long now. She hoped that Miroku would wake up soon and be okay. Even if he is a pervert he does normally come up with something to make me cheer up. Sango smiled. Then again, that's usually the part where his hands decide to roam...Sango had stopped smiling and sighed again. She remembered the conversation they had had after they had fought the demon who had possessed the old princess and took away the ki of the men of the village. She smiled, remembering how he had told her that he had trust in her strength and was happy that she was concerned for him. Hmm, "more than any other womans." That's what he said just before...Sango walked outside and looked at the clouds. "Just before he touched my hand..." sango muttered quietly and a soft blush began to form on her cheeks, remembering the feeling of that brief moment, his hand on hers, watching the sun set over the mountains. Of course, that was the exact time his hand decided to roam to places it shouldn't have been...her smile had faded but the light pink tinge remained. She noticed a small white dot flying lower and waved up at kilala as the rest of the group landed.
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ok yeah short only cause I have the two bestest chapters in the world written and waiting. who knows? maybe Ill be posting the good chapter 2nite.
(a/n this is awful they took away my smilie powers!! -cries- not cool!)
ok I know you just want a preview of the awsomest chapter ever right? well I guess I can give rabid miroku fangirls a little something: lets just say...a certain somebody goes shirtless for a little while ;) ok. you want the rest? push that little "go" button down there, write something, and then click the littler arrow over there on your right. Dont foget to do it all over again next chapter!