AN: Hello! Sorry I haven't updated in a few days, I was at my cousin's
house for the rest of spring break. Fun, fun, fun!! Lol. Wells, I guess I
better get to replies, huh?
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American Sango: thanks for the advice. I knew it wasn't right, but I was tired, and by the time I wanted to fix it, I had already had it posted and I didn't want to go through that again. So, yeah. I knew it was wrong, thanks for also noticing! Lol. Wells, yeah, Miroku does sound like Wolfwood for a while... Heh, pretty weird. Glad you like it! Thanks! Happy Easter to you, too!
Strawberrylover: lol, wells, glad you like it! Thanks! Sorry I didn't update sooner.
Kerry(): lol, thanks! Glad you like it! Well, I'm not going to say what Kohina is going to be up to. But, I will say that there will be a twist in either this chapter, or the next one. I haven't decided yet. I will decide while I'm writing it. Glad you like!
Nabob: The date... yeah... I hope it goes good, too. * Wink wink * wells, glad you like it! Thanks! Please keep reading!
Justice Stryfe: Are you serious? My story isn't professional... not at all... are you sure you accidentally reviewed on my story by mistake? Wells, maybe not 'cause Kohina's in your review. Wells, I won't say what will happen next in the story, but there will be a twist. Hope you like this chapter! Please keep reading! Glad you like it!
No-name(): Glad you like it! Thanks! Please keep reading! God bless to you, too!!
Aamalie: Glad you like it! And glad you took the time out of writing your story to review on mine! Thanks so much!!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters, although I wish I did... Miroku is sweet in this story!!! * Sniffs *
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Chapter Five-New and Old Friends
I walked down the sidewalk, people passing me by, and I passing them by. The dark rain clouds took hold of the sky, and I felt a little drop of rain touch my nose. I stopped walking and glared up at the dark gray sky. Thunder sounded, and I lifted the collar on my shirt to cover my neck and walked faster down the sidewalk to the church.
The church was in sight, another block down the street, however. I glanced at my watch, it's 2:15 pm. I looked at the church, and prayed I didn't keep Sango waiting for me too long. I stopped and waited with a crowd of people to cross the street.
Thunder sounded again, and I saw a flash of light in the corner of my eye. I looked up, and saw another flash of light. Lightning. I frowned and started to walk even faster.
I made it to the church, but there was no one there but an old woman sitting on the steps. Her white hair held behind her head by a dirty hair- tie. She was shaking, her hands trembling with cold, and her face was so white it looked like snow. Her eyes were focused on nothing, just space, air. I reached my hand in my pocket and pulled out the church keys.
"Here," I said, walking up the steps, tapping the old woman on the shoulder on my way. "Let's go inside where it's warm."
She looked at me as I unlocked the door and opened it. She didn't move. I turned around and looked at her, "come inside, you must be cold."
She nodded and stood up slowly. She slowly walked inside, and I was just about to shut the door behind me. A note? I grabbed it and stared at the name on the front. "Miroku."
I frowned, and looked around outside. Did someone leave this for me? I shrugged and looked at the letter as I closed the door behind me. I unfolded the note, and saw small hand writing on the paper.
'Dear Miroku,' it read, 'sorry I didn't show up. An old friend came to see me, and I hadn't seen him in years. I feel bad for not telling you sooner, but Kagome told me you didn't have a cell phone, and you weren't at home. Sorry to make you wait, I hope it doesn't rain on you. Sincerely, Sango.'
I folded the note, and put it in my pocket. An old friend... she hadn't seen him in years... him... years... him... That word played on in my head forever. It was a him! A brother, perhaps? No, if it was a brother, she would say so, wouldn't she? A cousin? No, she would say that, too. Maybe it was just an old friend from high school, or college, or something.
"Sir, are you alright?"
I shook my head and saw the old woman standing the in the hallway in front of the sanctuary. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine. What about you? Are you warm enough or should I turn up the heat a little?"
"A little would be nice, thank you so much."
I nodded and walked around the desk to the heater. I turned it up a bit, and felt the heat fall from the vents and move around the room. I walked back around the desk and saw the old woman standing in front of the stage, looking up at the picture of Jesus on the cross. I walked over to her side, and she glanced at me.
"He was such a great man," she said softly, her voice kind and gentle.
"Yes, if only I had met him face to face," I said, putting my hands in my pocket.
She looked at me with her soft, dark blue eyes. "I don't believe that. You look like the kind of man that has met him, face to face, and talks to him all the time, too."
"I may look like that, but, to be honest, I haven't talked to him in a long time." I sighed, feeling pain touch my heart. "I talked with him before I started working here. I said that if he really loved me, he would find me a job that I would love."
"And here you are," she said, waving her hands around to show the sanctuary.
"Here I am," I said, smiling at her. "It's such a joy to know that someone loves you, isn't it?"
She nodded and we both turned our heads to look at the picture again. Jesus was on the cross, nailed by his hands and his feet, wearing a cloth around his waste and a crown of thorns on his head, piercing his skin. Blood stained his skin all over, and the people at the bottom of the cross, most likely his family and followers, were weeping for him.
It always pained me to see that picture. Every time I saw it, I felt like it was me who was up there, nailed through the upper wrists of my arm and my feet, wearing that crown that was made for the Messiah. I felt sadness well up inside of me. Sorrow that people would do that to someone, sorrow that he went on with it and didn't call the thousand angels he could have summoned at will, sorrow that he would die for me.
"I can't wait to see him again," the woman said, taking my thoughts away from the picture.
I looked at her, "what do you mean, again?"
She smiled back at me, "I saw him in my dream last night, telling me to come here, to this church." She looked back at the picture. "I lived on the streets for four months, and lived off of my last quarter last night. I was freezing every night, and blazing hot every day. But Jesus told me to come to this church today, and I would be warm and safe."
I smiled, "He wouldn't lie to you."
She smiled back at me, "I never thought he would."
We stood there, smiling at each other, and I felt... happy. I had forgotten all about Sango, and Kohina. I had forgotten about the sorrow hidden deep inside of me. I had forgotten everything that was nagging at me. I was happy, and it was great.
They woman sighed and shrugged. "Well, if you don't mind, I could just get on my way. I don't want to bother you." She turned and walked down past the pews and towards the front door.
Thunder sounded and the lights went off. I jogged down the isle and crashed into her. I grabbed her by the shoulders and help her steady herself.
"What happened?" She asked.
I let her go and walked to the front door. I pulled at the doorknobs, but they wouldn't budge. "We're locked in," I said, making my way to the desk to call Kaede. I picked up the receiver, listened, and slammed it down. "No dial tone."
The woman walked up to me, "we're locked in here? For how long?"
Thunder roared again, and lightning flashed outside. I looked outside the window, and my shoulders dropped. "I would say for the rest of the night, maybe longer."
She looked outside, then back at me. "I guess it's a good time to get names, isn't it?"
I nodded and glanced at her, "I'm Miroku."
"I'm Kiara," she said, smiling. "Well, Mr. Miroku, I'm sorry about this."
I shrugged, "it's okay, we'll be fine. I'll check the phone every five to ten minutes, see if I can get a hold of the Reverend, and see if she can unlocked the doors for us."
"How did we get locked in here? Don't you have the keys?"
"Yes, I do, but I don't know why the doors won't open," I looked at the doors, feeling a cold chill run up my spine. Something about this didn't feel right, and my happiness that I felt before changed into terror. Something wasn't right in this building. It was evil, and I could feel it.
I looked at Kiara, and it looked like she was thinking the same as me.
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AN: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! * runs from the knives and other sharp objects being thrown at her * NO! NO! I'M SORRY! I'LL UPDATE SOON! I PROMISE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!
RobinluvsAmon ^_^
Replies!
American Sango: thanks for the advice. I knew it wasn't right, but I was tired, and by the time I wanted to fix it, I had already had it posted and I didn't want to go through that again. So, yeah. I knew it was wrong, thanks for also noticing! Lol. Wells, yeah, Miroku does sound like Wolfwood for a while... Heh, pretty weird. Glad you like it! Thanks! Happy Easter to you, too!
Strawberrylover: lol, wells, glad you like it! Thanks! Sorry I didn't update sooner.
Kerry(): lol, thanks! Glad you like it! Well, I'm not going to say what Kohina is going to be up to. But, I will say that there will be a twist in either this chapter, or the next one. I haven't decided yet. I will decide while I'm writing it. Glad you like!
Nabob: The date... yeah... I hope it goes good, too. * Wink wink * wells, glad you like it! Thanks! Please keep reading!
Justice Stryfe: Are you serious? My story isn't professional... not at all... are you sure you accidentally reviewed on my story by mistake? Wells, maybe not 'cause Kohina's in your review. Wells, I won't say what will happen next in the story, but there will be a twist. Hope you like this chapter! Please keep reading! Glad you like it!
No-name(): Glad you like it! Thanks! Please keep reading! God bless to you, too!!
Aamalie: Glad you like it! And glad you took the time out of writing your story to review on mine! Thanks so much!!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters, although I wish I did... Miroku is sweet in this story!!! * Sniffs *
RobinluvsAmon ^_^
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Chapter Five-New and Old Friends
I walked down the sidewalk, people passing me by, and I passing them by. The dark rain clouds took hold of the sky, and I felt a little drop of rain touch my nose. I stopped walking and glared up at the dark gray sky. Thunder sounded, and I lifted the collar on my shirt to cover my neck and walked faster down the sidewalk to the church.
The church was in sight, another block down the street, however. I glanced at my watch, it's 2:15 pm. I looked at the church, and prayed I didn't keep Sango waiting for me too long. I stopped and waited with a crowd of people to cross the street.
Thunder sounded again, and I saw a flash of light in the corner of my eye. I looked up, and saw another flash of light. Lightning. I frowned and started to walk even faster.
I made it to the church, but there was no one there but an old woman sitting on the steps. Her white hair held behind her head by a dirty hair- tie. She was shaking, her hands trembling with cold, and her face was so white it looked like snow. Her eyes were focused on nothing, just space, air. I reached my hand in my pocket and pulled out the church keys.
"Here," I said, walking up the steps, tapping the old woman on the shoulder on my way. "Let's go inside where it's warm."
She looked at me as I unlocked the door and opened it. She didn't move. I turned around and looked at her, "come inside, you must be cold."
She nodded and stood up slowly. She slowly walked inside, and I was just about to shut the door behind me. A note? I grabbed it and stared at the name on the front. "Miroku."
I frowned, and looked around outside. Did someone leave this for me? I shrugged and looked at the letter as I closed the door behind me. I unfolded the note, and saw small hand writing on the paper.
'Dear Miroku,' it read, 'sorry I didn't show up. An old friend came to see me, and I hadn't seen him in years. I feel bad for not telling you sooner, but Kagome told me you didn't have a cell phone, and you weren't at home. Sorry to make you wait, I hope it doesn't rain on you. Sincerely, Sango.'
I folded the note, and put it in my pocket. An old friend... she hadn't seen him in years... him... years... him... That word played on in my head forever. It was a him! A brother, perhaps? No, if it was a brother, she would say so, wouldn't she? A cousin? No, she would say that, too. Maybe it was just an old friend from high school, or college, or something.
"Sir, are you alright?"
I shook my head and saw the old woman standing the in the hallway in front of the sanctuary. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine. What about you? Are you warm enough or should I turn up the heat a little?"
"A little would be nice, thank you so much."
I nodded and walked around the desk to the heater. I turned it up a bit, and felt the heat fall from the vents and move around the room. I walked back around the desk and saw the old woman standing in front of the stage, looking up at the picture of Jesus on the cross. I walked over to her side, and she glanced at me.
"He was such a great man," she said softly, her voice kind and gentle.
"Yes, if only I had met him face to face," I said, putting my hands in my pocket.
She looked at me with her soft, dark blue eyes. "I don't believe that. You look like the kind of man that has met him, face to face, and talks to him all the time, too."
"I may look like that, but, to be honest, I haven't talked to him in a long time." I sighed, feeling pain touch my heart. "I talked with him before I started working here. I said that if he really loved me, he would find me a job that I would love."
"And here you are," she said, waving her hands around to show the sanctuary.
"Here I am," I said, smiling at her. "It's such a joy to know that someone loves you, isn't it?"
She nodded and we both turned our heads to look at the picture again. Jesus was on the cross, nailed by his hands and his feet, wearing a cloth around his waste and a crown of thorns on his head, piercing his skin. Blood stained his skin all over, and the people at the bottom of the cross, most likely his family and followers, were weeping for him.
It always pained me to see that picture. Every time I saw it, I felt like it was me who was up there, nailed through the upper wrists of my arm and my feet, wearing that crown that was made for the Messiah. I felt sadness well up inside of me. Sorrow that people would do that to someone, sorrow that he went on with it and didn't call the thousand angels he could have summoned at will, sorrow that he would die for me.
"I can't wait to see him again," the woman said, taking my thoughts away from the picture.
I looked at her, "what do you mean, again?"
She smiled back at me, "I saw him in my dream last night, telling me to come here, to this church." She looked back at the picture. "I lived on the streets for four months, and lived off of my last quarter last night. I was freezing every night, and blazing hot every day. But Jesus told me to come to this church today, and I would be warm and safe."
I smiled, "He wouldn't lie to you."
She smiled back at me, "I never thought he would."
We stood there, smiling at each other, and I felt... happy. I had forgotten all about Sango, and Kohina. I had forgotten about the sorrow hidden deep inside of me. I had forgotten everything that was nagging at me. I was happy, and it was great.
They woman sighed and shrugged. "Well, if you don't mind, I could just get on my way. I don't want to bother you." She turned and walked down past the pews and towards the front door.
Thunder sounded and the lights went off. I jogged down the isle and crashed into her. I grabbed her by the shoulders and help her steady herself.
"What happened?" She asked.
I let her go and walked to the front door. I pulled at the doorknobs, but they wouldn't budge. "We're locked in," I said, making my way to the desk to call Kaede. I picked up the receiver, listened, and slammed it down. "No dial tone."
The woman walked up to me, "we're locked in here? For how long?"
Thunder roared again, and lightning flashed outside. I looked outside the window, and my shoulders dropped. "I would say for the rest of the night, maybe longer."
She looked outside, then back at me. "I guess it's a good time to get names, isn't it?"
I nodded and glanced at her, "I'm Miroku."
"I'm Kiara," she said, smiling. "Well, Mr. Miroku, I'm sorry about this."
I shrugged, "it's okay, we'll be fine. I'll check the phone every five to ten minutes, see if I can get a hold of the Reverend, and see if she can unlocked the doors for us."
"How did we get locked in here? Don't you have the keys?"
"Yes, I do, but I don't know why the doors won't open," I looked at the doors, feeling a cold chill run up my spine. Something about this didn't feel right, and my happiness that I felt before changed into terror. Something wasn't right in this building. It was evil, and I could feel it.
I looked at Kiara, and it looked like she was thinking the same as me.
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AN: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! * runs from the knives and other sharp objects being thrown at her * NO! NO! I'M SORRY! I'LL UPDATE SOON! I PROMISE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!
RobinluvsAmon ^_^