It was a warm morning, and the forest was bathed in a gentle light that gave everything an ethereal effect. A young woman, her raven black hair tied back, wearing dark blue robes, lovely sapphires and silver adorning her wrists and neck. As she felt one such pendant that hung from her neck, she saw a small fawn caught in a trap.

"Ah…the poor thing," she murmured gently, walking toward it. She knelt down carefully beside it, and laid her hands on the trap. With otherworldly strength, she pulled the trap open, but the fawn was still slightly injured. As it tried to limp away, she grabbed onto it, petting it gently and speaking to it soothingly.

"Don't worry," she whispered softly, smiling softly, "I'll make it better…then you can go back home." Still smiling, she set her index and middle fingers on the baby deer's wound, and they began to glow. A second later, the wound was gone. The maiden then pulled away her hand and let the deer go, smiling.

"Good luck, little one," she whispered, standing. As she stood watching the little animal running off, she heard something behind her, and turned around in a flash, seeing a man with silver hair and amber eyes that towered over her, watching her. The young woman gaped a little, then bowed.

"Gomen nasai, Sesshomaru-sama," she said softly. Sesshomaru smirked ever so slightly back at her.

"Sango-chan…" he whispered softly, placing a light kiss on her cheek, "This Sesshomaru does not require such respect from his own mate…" The youkai Sesshomaru slid his remaining arm around the healing maiden, a slight laugh and soft smile as his reward.

She turned in his embrace, resting her head below his. "Sesshomaru-kun…" she whispered, entangling her fingers in wisps of silver hair. Smiling softly, the demon kissed her again.

"What is it, my love?" he asked. Sango smiled back at him.

"Nothing…just thinking…" she responded gently. At this Sesshomaru raised a silver eyebrow.

"Remembering something?" he asked, seeming almost worried. Sango looked up at him, smiling, and shook her head.

"No…" she replied happily, "I'm just daydreaming about you, that's all…"

He sighed silently and smiled softly at her, looking relieved. Sesshomaru had always worried about her remembering something, ever since he had found her half-rotted body in that dreadful swamp. He had intended on using her as collateral to take the coveted Tessaiga from his lowly hanyou brother once and for all, but as his attempts at finding Inuyasha proved futile, he had done the exact opposite of what he intended to do with the taji-ya that lacked memories, and that was get attached, and fall in love. But he did take solace in the fact that instead of a sword to slay his brother with, he had a lovely companion. But her memories still lurked somewhere within her, buried deep because she had been dead so long…and if any if her memories were to ever awaken, he could loose her forever…

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Back in Kaede's village, in the small Shinto shrine where Inuyasha and his new wife Kagome guarded the Shikon no Tama, the hanyou, miko, and their small daughter, Sango, were out in the summer sun, Kagome trying to teach the three-month-old to walk, with Inuyasha happily watching on. As the happy couple played with the daughter they named in honor of the fallen friend, the monk that had been so in love with her walked slowly down the path.

Smiling, he walked to where Kagome and her daughter were, Inuyasha sitting in the tree above them.

"Hey, Miroku!" Kagome said, smiling and waving at him. Miroku smiled back.

"Hello Kagome-sama, Inuyasha-san," he replied, reverent to the miko and her guardian. They smiled back, and then little Sango saw him, then ran over.

"Miwoko! Miwoko!!" she exclaimed happily, mangling his name. Miroku smiled back.

"Hello to you too, little Sango," he said, still smiling. It was easy to see that he was quite happy with the light he led as an un-cursed monk, but still, it was also easy to see that everyday things he saw reminded of Sango and hurt him deeply, especially seeing the little girl who resembled his love and had her name. But he always wore a brave face, praying for those who had died because of the awful power of the Shikon no Tama, just as his Sango had.

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Sesshomaru placed yet another kiss on his lovely Sango's cheek, smirking as her sweet laughter reached his ears.

"Sesshomaru-kun…can this not wait until we get back to the castle?" Sango asked, blushing softly. The demon's smirk grew as he slid his arm around her small waist.

"It depends…" he whispered vaguely, kissing her again. Sango returned the kiss, sliding her arms around him and pulling herself closer. As they continued their passionate embrace, a light wind blew through the forest, carrying the scents of the village, including the strong scent of Sesshomaru's half-brother and his companion.

Sesshomaru pulled away from her, his amber eyes slightly widened.

"What's wrong?" Sango asked, looking at him with concern. Sesshomaru shook his head a little.

"Nothing…" he said, taking her hand, "We should go…I feel the presence of a demon, that's all…" With that the demon led his Sango along. He hadn't realized how close he was to the village where his brother dwelled. And should his brother Inuyasha notice his presence, he would come with his presitess wife and monk, and he feared risking Sango…

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