Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.

Author's Note:

I mentioned that this was an AU before, but I deleted it afterwards. Oh well, now y'all know anyway.

Today was a snow day. Stood outside for quite a few minutes, thinking that it was still a two hour delay. -- You can tell how that made me feel. And then after I began to console myself with my lovely computer, my dad starts blocking my AIM and certain sites. Double tearing: T.T

But you can all make me happy with more reviews! You've all been great with them.

I'm Not Who I Seem to Be

Chapter Two

"Sango?" Miroku repeated. She nodded, and turned to look out the window. Miroku drove a little faster, eager to get back to the place he now called home. Turning into the driveway, both ignored the numerous bags still sitting in the trunk.

Opening the door, Miroku fell into a soft easy chair. Sango reclined onto the floor, not seeming to care that there were many dust bunnies around the corners of the room.

"You're going to spy on her, aren't you." He said finally. Sango thought for a moment.

"She's the only link I have so far. Physical one, anyway. I guess so, unless my memory returns. I only know her first name, though." She finally said.

"That isn't too smart though, I know who she is even if you don't. Kagome Higurashi, sister of Kikyo Higurashi, who is connected to the Taiyouki companies. They run a separate office, and are known as assassins for hire, or private investigators. There are rumors that run deeper than that, but that's all I know."

"So you're saying that if she's seen me around, I might be working for them?"

"Yeah, it's very likely. I don't think you need to spy on her, although we do need to conceal you know. I'll try to find some things out for you, though. I have connections as well." He smiled smugly, then went to his room with a careless good night. Sango stayed on the hard floor for a little while longer, then went to check the doors. Seeing that they were all locked, she rested a little easier and went to sleep as well.

The next morning, she got up a little before noon. Surprised at how late she had slept for, Sango quickly got dressed and went down the stairs. Miroku was still at the breakfast table, looking through some pages on his laptop. He scrolled down quickly, and didn't notice her until she sat right across from him.

"Morning," he greeted absently. Sango smiled.

"Found some stuff on you, if you really are Sango Tajiya." He added, shoving a small pile of papers at her. She picked them up, and began looking through.

Name: Sango Tajiya

Date of Birth: Unknown

Length of hire: 10 years, has been working for three

Family: Orphan, one possible living brother

Skills: Excellent maneuvering of the Hiraikotsu, a heavy boomerang made of demon bones

Specialties: Exterminator

Strengths: Incredible physical power, determination (may turn into stubbornness)

Weaknesses: A conscience, and a failure to follow jobs to every detail. Has a stronger heart than most, but will sacrifice all for one if necessary.

The analysis went on. At the bottom of the page it said, "Confidential, only to be viewed by Kikyo Higurashi."

Sango looked up at the monk.

"You didn't hack in somewhere?"

"Of course not. I stole it. Why do it anonymously when you can experience the thrill of theft?" he asked logically. Sango shook her head, not sure how to respond to his blatant admittance.

Past jobs: Assassination of Kouga, Onigumo, Kaede

Current job: Discharged as of 2 weeks ago

Reason: Classified

Frowning, she slid them back to Miroku.

"That means they disposed of you, that you're dead. Obviously you're not, but since you can't remember anything, that's as good as dead, isn't it? You should be safe. It's computerized, so the dates were accurate as of today."

"Should be," she mocked.

"Of course! You can start a life with me, and we can have many children to ease your mind. Children do wonders for the soul." Miroku said seriously. Sango shook her head again, and got up.

"You don't need to unload the car, I did that. All of your things should be next to the front door."

"Alright. Thanks."

Sango walked to the front, and bent to pick up her clothes. A slip of paper flew out from inside a larger one. She read it.

Sango-that is who you are, right? I'm coming by sometime, you're living with the Hentai monk so I should be able to find you easily. Don't worry, I won't tell Kikyo about you. I know what kind of jobs she has you people do, and what happens afterward. I'm sorry if I sounded abrupt; after I recognized you I had to keep us safe. I didn't actually inquire about you, if you're interested.

Well, I'll be dropping by around 4 tomorrow. Expect me, and make sure no one follows me. I can't endanger others because of my own carelessness, can I?

See you later,

-Kagome

"Kagome, where are you going?" asked Kikyo, looking up from her sleek silver laptop. Kagome sighed, and turned with a bright smile.

"I'm visiting a friend I met in the mall yesterday."

"Oh really? What's her name?" Kikyo asked suspiciously, her long fingers stopping on her keys.

"Um…I think it was something like Koharu."

"You think? Whatever, just get back for dinner. Inuyasha wants to take us out." She emphasized the 'us', showing her displeasure that it wasn't only her that the inu hanyou wanted to dine with.

"Ok, I'll leave my cell phone on." Kagome closed the door gently, and got into her small car. She opened a tiny piece of paper, with the address on it. Putting it in the glove compartment so it wouldn't get lost, she inserted the keys and started the engine.

'Sango…Kikyo thought you were one of the best we had, at least that's what it sounded like to me. Why are you supposed to be dead?' she wondered.

Kagome knew enough to keep silent in her thoughts; it was well known that Kikyo kept cameras and recorders; basically tabs on everyone she almost trusted. Almost trusted was a stretch, even so.

Keeping that in mind, she parked her car well away from the actual entrance to the monk's home. A good brisk walk could clear her mind and help her compose her thoughts. She didn't know what she would actually say to Sango when she saw her, but there had to be a reason why she felt this compelling need to speak with her.

Kikyo had grown wary as soon as Kagome had cautiously asked her about Sango. Thinking back, she shivered at how close to danger she had gone. Even if she were her sister, Kikyo wouldn't have hesitated to harm her.

"Kikyo, whatever happened to Sango? I haven't seen her in a while."

Kikyo glared behind guarded brown eyes.

"I never knew you paid too much attention to my employees." She answered venomously.

"They all drop by at least three times a year. I've only seen her once, and that was a few months ago." Kagome answered smoothly, if a little hesitantly.

"Why, has my little sister become more observant?" Kikyo replied sarcastically. "For your information, the jobs that they have don't require much direct contact with me, or my clients. Few actually come in here as often as you say."

"In that case, you must have millions of people under your command."

"Don't assume. Know."

"So, what about Sango then? She looked nice."

"You're being nosy. I fired her."

Shivering again, both from the chilly breeze and thoughts of Kikyo, Kagome walked faster.

As she approached the wooden door, her sensitive ears caught noises from the trees on the sides of the walkway. She began to run towards the sanctuary of the cozy looking house, as a jeering laughter began to fill her ears. Ghostly wisps began to cloud her vision.

"She's what!" Miroku said in a loud voice. Sango looked out the window again, but still couldn't see any sign of the raven-haired girl.

"She's coming, and if she's on time, very soon."

"We can't have the sister of Kikyo coming here! She could be spying for her sister, or, even worse, be carrying high tech equipment that could tell many where you are, even unknowingly! She could put both you and herself at risk!" Miroku ranted.

Sango sighed. She'd been hearing the same thing over and over again for the past 5 minutes.

"You must have known something her clients or her didn't want you to know."

"I know that Miroku. But since I don't remember anything, everyone associated with me should be safer than before. Kagome was a nice girl, from my impression and sub-conscious memory of her. She was smart too; I think she would know to check herself before actually coming."

"Think outside the box, Sango. Just because you think you don't remember anything and I believe you doesn't mean that anyone else will. They could think that you're lying just to protect yourself."

"Jeez, I was just trying to be optimistic." She responded sarcastically.

"Don't be. I wouldn't – I mean, since I've grown to know you, I think it would be a shame if you were to be killed." Miroku told her awkwardly, for once at a loss for words. She smiled gently at him, understanding how he felt.

"Sorry monk, but I can't get into a relationship with you. You've given me plenty of reasons why already." She put her fingers to his lips when he tried to interrupt. "And no, it has nothing to do with your behavior, but rather, the warnings you've been so kind as to give me. If I really am so dangerous to people, it would be best if I left you soon to see if I can regain my memory somehow. I can't endanger those that – that have cared for me." She stumbled over her words, uncertain of what exactly to say as well.

They stood in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. Finally, he looked out the window again.

"Why is she running?" he asked himself softly. Sango looked out as well, staring.

"Miroku, do some purity spell! There are a lot of demons out there!" she snarled, yanking open the door and standing helplessly. The girl was getting engulfed by the predatory shadows. And there was nothing she could do.

Author's Note:

Yeah, yeah, I should've updated faster. I can't believe how much I've forgotten about my original plot though. Don't worry, I've got a good one in mind.

You may be wondering about the actual setting of Miroku's House. I was thinking of those semi-new renovation areas, you know, where it's basically an all new neighborhood. In his area, you can think of it as a very slow moving company. Each property is separated by a pretty thick partition of trees. However, Miroku is Inuyasha's next door neighbor, and they trust each other more than they do most others. The nice barrier of trees has been spaced out between their houses.

And what sucks is I can't maintain the aura of mystery around this as much as I should be able to. T.T

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