AN: Hey people, what's up? Okay, I better get along with the replies, ok?
Sorry it took so long to update, I got finals this week, and I got a new
kitten for my b-day, so that's a lot of work, too. Wells, sorry to keep you
waiting! On with the story!
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KeeraSango(): Oh, I'm sorry it made you uncomfortable. I guess I should have written that stuff in the summary. I'll do that so I don't make anyone else uncomfortable. Sorry!
neko-gurl18: Yay! Wells, then I feel better! I'm glad you like it, thanks! Please keep reading!
aska19: Thanks, please keep reading.
Strawberrylover: Thanks, please keep reading my twin!
Sango-ish: Yeah, the church isn't that big at all. Maybe about the size of a regular two-story house. Yeah, it's not that big. Thanks, please keep reading!
Nabob: Oh, sorry, he's not going to be perverted, but he's going back to his old ways, okay? Sorry for the confusion. I goofed up, sorry! Please keep reading!
Ami
DISLCAIMER: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I own Guilo and Tal. They belong to other people. Tal and Guilo belong to Frank Peretti, the best Christian author that I have heard of! His books are AWESOME!! If you know who he is, read "The Visitation" and "This Present Darkness" okay? The song is mine, though. Like it?
Chapter Nine-Angels of Heaven
The picnic was a great success. We raised enough money to repair the church, and get a new phone line in the offices. People were paying a lot in the offerings, and it was a blessing to see such wonders. Kaede was shocked as well, she had never seen so many people into giving for the church in years, and she was glad, once again, that I had came to her church.
I felt a warmer feeling the next day at church. The people from the picnic were there right when I arrived, and all of them greeted me with warm smiles, warm welcomes, and a few warm hugs of comfort. It was different, I couldn't explain it easily, but I could feel a different... "presence" there. It was like I was being watched, guided, protected. However, I felt a lot better than I did before.
Sango and Reverend Kaede were waiting in the room just next to the stage. They were having a silent conversation, and it looked to be private. I didn't say a word, but I walked up slowly to join them. Sango looked up and saw me, she immediately stopped talking and smiled at me.
"Miroku, you're here!" She said, walking up to give me a sisterly hug.
I hugged her back, and looked at Kaede, whose face looked tired, worn out, but still glad. "I didn't mean to be," I said. "My alarm didn't go off."
Kaede nodded, "well, since the day of the picnic, I got plenty of calls from people of the church. They all want to hear you give a sermon one of these days."
I lost my breath for a moment, "are you serious? I haven't given a sermon in years... actually, never. Why do they want me?"
"They were moved by what you said at the picnic," Sango said. "They want to see what you have to say when you're preaching."
I stood there, trying to breathe. It was weird, I had never given a sermon in my life, and yet they want me to go up there, on the stage, and speak the Word of God. I shook the fear that was in my stomach away and looked at Kaede. Sango was looking at me, then at Kaede, then back at me.
"Are you going to?" She asked.
I let out a deep sigh, "maybe next week, I'll need time to prepare."
Sango and Kaede smiled at me, and then Kaede turned to Sango. "You better get ready. You're going up soon."
Sango nodded and Kaede walked out on the stage to start the morning worship. Sango and I stood backstage, and she looked nervous. I placed my hand on her shoulder comforting, and she relaxed a bit.
"You're going to do great," I assured her.
She nodded, "I know."
I glanced down at her, "then why are you so nervous?"
She hesitated, "are you busy later today?"
I was the one that hesitated now. "No, I'm not. Why?"
She looked at me, her eyes pleading for something. "I need you to come over. I'm ready to tell you. I live in room 782, stop by later, okay?"
I nodded, "but what are you going to tell me?"
Before the words were even out of my mouth, she walked onto the stage, the church cheering for her. It was her time to sing. I stood behind the curtain to watch her take the microphone from Kaede and take a deep breath. Music played around the church, and she looked at the back wall, seeing the words show.
"You know what I don't know/" she sang, and I listened to her sing, her words flowing down to my heart.
"You see what I can't see/ You do what I can't do/ so what are You doing to me?"
The music got a little faster, and the church clapped with the beat.
"You are/ healing my wounds/ drying my tears/ winning the battles/ against/ my/ fears/ Lord I want to be just like You/ but I can't do what You do/"
The music slowed down a bit, but kept its rhythm steady, and I clapped along. Her words were playing over and over in my mind.
"You go where I can't go/ You are what I can't be/ You say what I can't say/ so what are You saying to me?"
The music got faster again.
"You are/ healing my wounds/ drying my tears/ winning the battles/ against/ my/ fears/ Lord I want to be just like You/ but I can't do what You/ You are/ healing my wounds/ drying my tears/ winning the battles/ against/ my/ fears/ Lord I want to be just like You/"
The music slowed.
"But I can't do what You do," Sango said quietly, and the music played over and over, slowly down, fading with each second. After it ended, everyone clapped, cheered and whistled. I joined in, and Sango smiled, handing the microphone back to Kaede and joining me backstage.
(Third Person)
She joined him backstage once again, and they sneaked back towards the pews, taking their seats to hear the Revered speak. Above the church, sitting on the rooftop, were two men. One was built, and looked strong, the other was strong as well, but his golden hair shone bright and his golden eyes burned like fire as he looked down on the man they were guarding. Both men were dressed in tan tunics and breeches, with glowing white swords on their sides.
"Is he the man that was attacked?" The strong one asked.
"Yes, Guilo," the golden haired man answered. "We have been given orders to watch over him. He has seen those after him. It won't be long until they trick him again."
Guilo groaned, "why weren't we there when it happened, Tal?"
Tal sighed, "we were not supposed to be there, I suppose. He was supposed to fight on his own. It's just a good thing he came out with only a concussion."
"Only a concussion?" Guilo fumed. "If I was there, he wouldn't have had anything!"
"Guilo," Tal said, touching his friend's arm to calm him down, hold him back from drawing his sword and drawing attention. "He had to awaken again."
Guilo relaxed, his back still tense. "Yes, Captain."
Tal gazed back down upon the people, completely unaware that they had angels of Heaven sitting right over them. They were also unaware that demons lurked among them as well. They cowered in the bushes, the prayers weakening them. Tal and Guilo tried to remain hidden from them, as well, knowing that the slightest move of the swords on their hips would cause the demons to look up at them, attack, and disturb the people of the church.
The Reverend finished her sermon, and the closed with a final prayer. Tal and Guilo felt the prayers from each of them, their strength growing with each word. Once the final word was given, the people of the church stood and began to talk to one another.
Tal and Guilo stood, seeing the man walking out of the front door. Their wings unfolded from behind their backs, and they flew above him, landing by his side to walk with him.
(First Person)
I sighed, walking back to my apartment was a lot faster than it normally was. I threw my keys on the coffee table and took off my jacket, hanging it on the coat rack by the door. I walked over into the kitchen to make myself a little lunch before going to see Sango.
'I need you to come over,' she had said, her words still ringing in my mind. 'I'm ready to tell you.'
What was she ready to tell me? Was it that big of a secret that she couldn't tell me at church? What could it be?
Then, an image of Kyle floated in my mind. I remember Sango saying something about him.
'Kyle is my husband, but we are separated,' she had said. 'I was going to tell you about it the night we took care of you, but, Kyle told me not to. See, he doesn't like word to get around that we are separated. He wants people to think that we are a happily married couple.'
Why did he want people to think that they were a happy couple? I thought to myself, finishing my sandwich for lunch. I placed my sandwich on a plate, pulled out a soda from the fridge and walked into the living room.
There were messages on my answering machine, and I pressed it.
"Miroku?" A male voice said. "This is Kyle, Sango's husband. Listen, she hasn't been feeling well for a while, I think she needs to get more of her medication, but, listen, if she asks you to go to her house, don't. She thinks she needs comfort, she thinks she's in pain, but she's not. Just, do yourself a favor, and don't go to her house if she asks you to."
"10:23 am," the answer machine said.
Beep.
"Miroku!" a hurried voice said. "It's Inuyasha! Listen, after you left church, Sota said Sango fainted! She's at the hospital right now, and so am I. She's knocked out, man. You better get down here, fast!"
I didn't hear the time of the message. I ran out of the room, grabbed my jacket and ran out of the building to the hospital.
(Third Person)
Tal and Guilo spread their wings and flew after him. He didn't stop, he just ran. Something was in the air, and they could feel it as well. They only hoped that the prayers were strong enough for this.
Replies!
KeeraSango(): Oh, I'm sorry it made you uncomfortable. I guess I should have written that stuff in the summary. I'll do that so I don't make anyone else uncomfortable. Sorry!
neko-gurl18: Yay! Wells, then I feel better! I'm glad you like it, thanks! Please keep reading!
aska19: Thanks, please keep reading.
Strawberrylover: Thanks, please keep reading my twin!
Sango-ish: Yeah, the church isn't that big at all. Maybe about the size of a regular two-story house. Yeah, it's not that big. Thanks, please keep reading!
Nabob: Oh, sorry, he's not going to be perverted, but he's going back to his old ways, okay? Sorry for the confusion. I goofed up, sorry! Please keep reading!
Ami
DISLCAIMER: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I own Guilo and Tal. They belong to other people. Tal and Guilo belong to Frank Peretti, the best Christian author that I have heard of! His books are AWESOME!! If you know who he is, read "The Visitation" and "This Present Darkness" okay? The song is mine, though. Like it?
Chapter Nine-Angels of Heaven
The picnic was a great success. We raised enough money to repair the church, and get a new phone line in the offices. People were paying a lot in the offerings, and it was a blessing to see such wonders. Kaede was shocked as well, she had never seen so many people into giving for the church in years, and she was glad, once again, that I had came to her church.
I felt a warmer feeling the next day at church. The people from the picnic were there right when I arrived, and all of them greeted me with warm smiles, warm welcomes, and a few warm hugs of comfort. It was different, I couldn't explain it easily, but I could feel a different... "presence" there. It was like I was being watched, guided, protected. However, I felt a lot better than I did before.
Sango and Reverend Kaede were waiting in the room just next to the stage. They were having a silent conversation, and it looked to be private. I didn't say a word, but I walked up slowly to join them. Sango looked up and saw me, she immediately stopped talking and smiled at me.
"Miroku, you're here!" She said, walking up to give me a sisterly hug.
I hugged her back, and looked at Kaede, whose face looked tired, worn out, but still glad. "I didn't mean to be," I said. "My alarm didn't go off."
Kaede nodded, "well, since the day of the picnic, I got plenty of calls from people of the church. They all want to hear you give a sermon one of these days."
I lost my breath for a moment, "are you serious? I haven't given a sermon in years... actually, never. Why do they want me?"
"They were moved by what you said at the picnic," Sango said. "They want to see what you have to say when you're preaching."
I stood there, trying to breathe. It was weird, I had never given a sermon in my life, and yet they want me to go up there, on the stage, and speak the Word of God. I shook the fear that was in my stomach away and looked at Kaede. Sango was looking at me, then at Kaede, then back at me.
"Are you going to?" She asked.
I let out a deep sigh, "maybe next week, I'll need time to prepare."
Sango and Kaede smiled at me, and then Kaede turned to Sango. "You better get ready. You're going up soon."
Sango nodded and Kaede walked out on the stage to start the morning worship. Sango and I stood backstage, and she looked nervous. I placed my hand on her shoulder comforting, and she relaxed a bit.
"You're going to do great," I assured her.
She nodded, "I know."
I glanced down at her, "then why are you so nervous?"
She hesitated, "are you busy later today?"
I was the one that hesitated now. "No, I'm not. Why?"
She looked at me, her eyes pleading for something. "I need you to come over. I'm ready to tell you. I live in room 782, stop by later, okay?"
I nodded, "but what are you going to tell me?"
Before the words were even out of my mouth, she walked onto the stage, the church cheering for her. It was her time to sing. I stood behind the curtain to watch her take the microphone from Kaede and take a deep breath. Music played around the church, and she looked at the back wall, seeing the words show.
"You know what I don't know/" she sang, and I listened to her sing, her words flowing down to my heart.
"You see what I can't see/ You do what I can't do/ so what are You doing to me?"
The music got a little faster, and the church clapped with the beat.
"You are/ healing my wounds/ drying my tears/ winning the battles/ against/ my/ fears/ Lord I want to be just like You/ but I can't do what You do/"
The music slowed down a bit, but kept its rhythm steady, and I clapped along. Her words were playing over and over in my mind.
"You go where I can't go/ You are what I can't be/ You say what I can't say/ so what are You saying to me?"
The music got faster again.
"You are/ healing my wounds/ drying my tears/ winning the battles/ against/ my/ fears/ Lord I want to be just like You/ but I can't do what You/ You are/ healing my wounds/ drying my tears/ winning the battles/ against/ my/ fears/ Lord I want to be just like You/"
The music slowed.
"But I can't do what You do," Sango said quietly, and the music played over and over, slowly down, fading with each second. After it ended, everyone clapped, cheered and whistled. I joined in, and Sango smiled, handing the microphone back to Kaede and joining me backstage.
(Third Person)
She joined him backstage once again, and they sneaked back towards the pews, taking their seats to hear the Revered speak. Above the church, sitting on the rooftop, were two men. One was built, and looked strong, the other was strong as well, but his golden hair shone bright and his golden eyes burned like fire as he looked down on the man they were guarding. Both men were dressed in tan tunics and breeches, with glowing white swords on their sides.
"Is he the man that was attacked?" The strong one asked.
"Yes, Guilo," the golden haired man answered. "We have been given orders to watch over him. He has seen those after him. It won't be long until they trick him again."
Guilo groaned, "why weren't we there when it happened, Tal?"
Tal sighed, "we were not supposed to be there, I suppose. He was supposed to fight on his own. It's just a good thing he came out with only a concussion."
"Only a concussion?" Guilo fumed. "If I was there, he wouldn't have had anything!"
"Guilo," Tal said, touching his friend's arm to calm him down, hold him back from drawing his sword and drawing attention. "He had to awaken again."
Guilo relaxed, his back still tense. "Yes, Captain."
Tal gazed back down upon the people, completely unaware that they had angels of Heaven sitting right over them. They were also unaware that demons lurked among them as well. They cowered in the bushes, the prayers weakening them. Tal and Guilo tried to remain hidden from them, as well, knowing that the slightest move of the swords on their hips would cause the demons to look up at them, attack, and disturb the people of the church.
The Reverend finished her sermon, and the closed with a final prayer. Tal and Guilo felt the prayers from each of them, their strength growing with each word. Once the final word was given, the people of the church stood and began to talk to one another.
Tal and Guilo stood, seeing the man walking out of the front door. Their wings unfolded from behind their backs, and they flew above him, landing by his side to walk with him.
(First Person)
I sighed, walking back to my apartment was a lot faster than it normally was. I threw my keys on the coffee table and took off my jacket, hanging it on the coat rack by the door. I walked over into the kitchen to make myself a little lunch before going to see Sango.
'I need you to come over,' she had said, her words still ringing in my mind. 'I'm ready to tell you.'
What was she ready to tell me? Was it that big of a secret that she couldn't tell me at church? What could it be?
Then, an image of Kyle floated in my mind. I remember Sango saying something about him.
'Kyle is my husband, but we are separated,' she had said. 'I was going to tell you about it the night we took care of you, but, Kyle told me not to. See, he doesn't like word to get around that we are separated. He wants people to think that we are a happily married couple.'
Why did he want people to think that they were a happy couple? I thought to myself, finishing my sandwich for lunch. I placed my sandwich on a plate, pulled out a soda from the fridge and walked into the living room.
There were messages on my answering machine, and I pressed it.
"Miroku?" A male voice said. "This is Kyle, Sango's husband. Listen, she hasn't been feeling well for a while, I think she needs to get more of her medication, but, listen, if she asks you to go to her house, don't. She thinks she needs comfort, she thinks she's in pain, but she's not. Just, do yourself a favor, and don't go to her house if she asks you to."
"10:23 am," the answer machine said.
Beep.
"Miroku!" a hurried voice said. "It's Inuyasha! Listen, after you left church, Sota said Sango fainted! She's at the hospital right now, and so am I. She's knocked out, man. You better get down here, fast!"
I didn't hear the time of the message. I ran out of the room, grabbed my jacket and ran out of the building to the hospital.
(Third Person)
Tal and Guilo spread their wings and flew after him. He didn't stop, he just ran. Something was in the air, and they could feel it as well. They only hoped that the prayers were strong enough for this.