Miroku's Nightmare
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"What is that smell?" the priest asked no one in particular.
Giggling of women could be heard. Soft footsteps were heard against the wooden floor.
-Hmm? Wooden floor? Was I not outside? Fighting Naraku?!-
Miroku awoke from his slumber to see various women in beautiful kimonos. He was in some sort of party room. Sake was laid on the table and some sides. No traces of his companions were to be seen.
"Where am I?" Miroku asked.
"You are with us. Please lay back and relax. Enjoy yourself." One woman said to him.
-Naraku... His curse...-
Flashback
"Hahahaha" Came Naraku's voice. "You have all been put under my spell. You will all fall into dream land. But these will me your nightmare. Your fears, sadness, and hatred will nip at you. You will be killed in your dream. I will be surprised if you can escape."
Flashback end
"So this is another one of Naraku's tricks. Hmm... a nightmare? This seems more of a dream! A room full of beautiful women!" Miroku sighed. A stream of tears flew down his face as his lips played a great smile. (Think Hideki of Chobits when he's really happy and cries)
"Ladies! Ladies! I have all the time in the world! One at a time!" The monk laughed. (How many time's have I heard that before...)
The first few hours were full of sake and the woman dancing.
"You womanizing leech!!" A maiden's voice boomed out of no where.
The women screamed in terror. Miroku stayed calm. The voice was familiar.
Sango slid the door open. (Saki: predictable...) "You promised no womanizing!"
"Oh?"
Flashback (from Reality, before Naraku situation from Chapter 1)
Sango and Miroku were lying in a field alone. They had taken a break from jewel shard searching.
"Miroku... do you... do you like me?" Sango stuttered.
"Hmm? Sango... If you mean it affectionately... I do." Miroku says.
"You.... Really do? I mean, you do have feelings for me?"
"I thought the groping was kind of obvious"
"What did you just say?!" Sango's appearance darkened. Her eye's seemed murderous. "Are you implying that I am stupid?!" Sango bashed Miroku numerous times on the head.
After Miroku had recovered minutes later, Sango went back to the conversation.
"Miroku, if you do care for me. Please promise me this. No womanizing" Her last statement seemed more of a demand than a question.
"Of course." Miroku said in a serious tone.
Sango smiled happily knowing that Miroku does love her back. But she wasn't sure about the no womanizing thing.
Flashback end
"Ahh! Yes. Well, umm... I can explain this. I just woke up here! I have no knowledge of what had happened!" Miroku stuttered.
Sango's head bowed down. Her bangs hiding her eyes.
"If you cannot keep a single promise, you can't keep my trust."
Sango's head rose slightly. "I just had to fall in love with a womanizing monk!" She cried. Tears formed in her eyes but dared not to fall out. Sango ran toward the deep forest behind the inn house (hut, hotel, whatever!).
"Sango!"
Miroku got up and ran across the forest following Sango. Sango's body began to vanish. The forest came to a clearing where there was a gigantic hole in the ground. Miroku had lost trace of Sango so he went down the hole to find his fathers grave.
"The very grave my father died in." Miroku dropped to his knees. He prayed one more time. –Even if this is a dream, this may be the last time to see my father's grave for a while. Miroku got up to leave. He walked past the grave stone and noticed something carved in the back of the grave stone. Miroku got on one knee and read the back of the grave stone. He read aloud "Here also lies the great priest/monk Miroku (his last name does he have one?!). Son of (Father's name). Swallowed by a void in his hand like his father."
Miroku's eyes grew wide. "M-m...my GRAVE?!" Miroku gasped. He wasn't dead yet! His left hand (or right, but I'm using left) began to pain. The cloth covering the void had revealed itself. The void grew larger every moment. The 'hellhole' began sucking Miroku in. Before he had dissolved into nothing, he shouted" I'M SORRY SANGO!"