Chapter Three

The Legends

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I don't own Inuyasha...but one can dream right?

"What!" Sango screamed. "Let me explain dear Sango. Long ago a Queen named Midori..ko..ki or something like that, I don't really care what her name is. Anyway she ruled the human race. Soon she lost most of her control. Eventually the race was dominated by demons. The queen fought with her army against the demons. Using the last of her strength she sacrificed her soul and sucked her self and the demon army into the Shikon Crown. It has been shattered into tiny fragments by your foolish friend Kagome, when she visited you when you were three in Japan. So now you must collect the fragments of the Shikon Crown with those friends of yours. Now I must go, do you have any questions Sango? If you do make them quick." Sango eyes were record breaking wide. "Grandmere, I used to know Kagome when I was in Japan? What's all these Princess stuff?" Sango asked confused. "Yes she is a very powerful priestess. She is the sister to the retired priestess of the high court of Japan. Of course when the evil lord Naraku who wormed his way into our government approached Kikyou in a forward manner, we let Kikyou go home. Poor girl was only fourteen and was attacked by a eighteen year old. Though no permeant damage was done thank goodness. Think of the law suits! It would be a nightmare. "Leave it to Grandmere to talk about a horrible situation in a robotic manner." Sango mentally sighed. "So when Kikyou went to Shrine Keeping School for two years, she was really in the family palace?" Sango asked. "Yes." Grandmere responded blankly. "This is just too much to handle right now!" Sango yelled and flew out of her chair.

She ran and ran until she reached central park. She found a tree and sat near it. She hugged her knee's and cried softly.

---------The Higurashi House-------------

Miss Higurashi had finished explaining everything to Kagome, Miroku, and Inuyasha. She walked passed the Miroku and whispered "Find Sango."

Miroku silently left the shrine. He sighed into the cold frosty air. He was just getting used to the information. He couldn't believe he was a powerful monk. He thought about his sister's Kagome and Kikyou being priestess's. He then thought about how angry he is at this Lord Naraku and what he did to Kikyou. Gloomy or not, Kikyou was his sister and he cared for her. He then though about Inuyasha's role as being a fighter to help them. He then reflected on Sango's role in this event.

"Sango's not really the princess type." Miroku chuckled softly. Miroku walked to central park. He knew Sango was sulking here, because it is the same place she went when she found out about her brothers birth, her mothers death, and her brothers and fathers death. Miroku walked for hours until the late hours of night. He finally found Sango leaned against a tree. He bent down to look at her as the moonlight elegantly shined upon her face. She was blissfully sleeping with mascara dripping down her face. Her cheeks were soaked with wetness. "A side Sango has refused to trust with me. I wish I could have been there to let my shirt soak up her tears. To hold her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear to calm her down."

Miroku half sighed. Miroku grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and dried Sango's face. He picked her up bridal style. Sango shivered a bit as the wind started to pick up so Miroku took of his jacket and wrapped Sango up in it. He held her close and carried her home. On the way Sango snuggled up close to Miroku's chest. He smiled and stroked her hair.

A/n: I hope no one is confused by my explanation. If so then tell me in a review. Anyway I hope the last part of the chapter made you go awww because I did when I wrote it. Hehe I loved writing that Sango and Miroku moment. Read and Review!