Spirit of the Moonlight2

A new chapter; I'm suppose to save this onto a CD so I can give it to Sango to work on at the library, but I tried that many times and it won't save. If any of you guys know how to do it, please tell me. Thank you.

-The Chan Man

Kagome woke up in bed, covered in her blankets, as well as tucked in. The sun beams were blinding her and she rolled over. She stared at her bedroom door, which was shut tight. The memory of the night before flooded in to her mind in an instant. Heart pounding, Kagome ran into Sesshoumarus office and stood outside the room. It was neat and clean. No water on the floor, no shattered glass, and the computer was safe. She ran downstairs to the phone and picked it up. A dial tone was heard, and it wasn't dead. The windows were all perfect, everything was the same. She picked up the phone and dialed Sesshoumarus phone number.

"Hello?"

"Sesshoumaru?"

"Kagome, good afternoon."

"Thank Kami…" Kagome whispered.

"Dear, you sound troubled, what's wrong? Especially since you called at pass 12 in the noon. It's not normal for you to call so late in the day."

"No, I'm fine, just tired."

"So why did you call? Not that I didn't want you to call or anything."

"I was just seeing if you made it there okay, that's all."

"Well I'm all in one piece, and I'm missing you."
"I miss you too."

"Do you want me to come home, or do you think you can survive without me?"

"I'm doing fine, I have some friends coming over soon, and until I know more about them, I don't want you to meet them yet." Kagome giggled, feeling relived Sesshoumaru was alive.

"You're sure? I could come home if you want me to."

"No, that's okay; I don't want you to loose your job because of me."

"Alright, I'm only a phone call away if you need me."

"Kay, bye, love you."

"Same." Sesshoumaru hung up the phone as a dial tone came through Kagome's phone. She hung it up in some anger that he didn't say I love you. He was getting on her last nerve with that. She looked at the door. Sango and Miroku weren't coming over. She had to go out and meet them if she wanted to talk to them. She got ready for the day, and slipped on her shoes. Her hand on the doorknob, she looked back up to the master bedroom. She couldn't help but feel as though someone was I there crying. Ignoring the feeling she left the house, making sure it was locked behind her. She put her hands in the front of her hoody pocket and headed to the park.

Sango was sitting on a bench reading a book. "Hey, Sango-san, Whatcha readin?" A new voice asked Sango as he took his sit next to Sango. "Hello, houshi-sama," Sango glanced at Miroku before turning to her book. "You can call me Miroku, you know," Miroku said as he placed an arm around Sango's shoulders. "I know, just wanted to call you that," Sango closed her book and looked up at him. "Are we gonna go to Kagome-Chan's house? I want to investigate more on the spirit you encountered."

"Maybe, if she shows up today, we can't just go to her house uninvited."

"I know, but you do that to me sometimes."

"Only because you're special."

"True-Hey! Look! There's Kagome-Chan now!" Sango got up and casually walked over to Kagome, who was currently walking across the river's bridge.

Kagome looked up from her reflection in the water and sighed. She stood still as she watched Sango walk over. She wasn't quite fond of her yet, she was a little out going, a little too much for Kagome to handle, but she learned to deal with it, and adapt to her personality. Sango's face scowled a little as she skimmed unknowing through Kagome's mind. Well, that's a hurtful welcome, Kagome, I'm sorry I am that way. Sango stood in front to Kagome, a fake but convincing smile on her pretty face. "Hi, Kagome," Sango's voice cracked. "What's wrong with your voice?" Kagome asked, regretting it, since she didn't even say hi. "Oh, nothing, I just didn't talk for a while, that's all," Sango said rubbing her throat. "Anyway, what have you been up to?" she asked, looking into the river. "Just walking around," Kagome wanted to mention the dream, but she didn't quite trust Sango yet, she felt bad for not telling her the truth. It was a scary dream, at least I hope it was a dream…Kagome watched a fish pass over the water before quickly descending deeper in h2o. "Kagome, what's your husband like?" Sango asked out of the blue. Kagome looked at her before saying anything. "Perfect," she lied.

Not really all that great, but I love him all the same.

"He's everything I dreamed of, perfect in anyway, I wouldn't give him up for any."

Not perfect, he's so into his job he even goes to hotel to stay at rather than the same bed as me. I wouldn't give him up, but I would sure change him if I had the power to.

"A well paying job, nice, quiet, funny, and protective."

A job I can't be part of, serious, and too quiet. To him, it's like I don't exist.

Sango looked at her sympathetically. "What?" Kagome asked, a little wide eyed. "Nothing, you want some ice cream? We get ice cream free, since Miroku owns the place, we can eat till we pop if we wanted to," Sango suggested. "I guess, later do you want to come to my place, Sesshoumaru may call again, and if he does I won't be there to answer," Kagome said. "Sure, let's just go get Miroku, he's over there, lounging in the sun," Sango pointed to her fiancé, who was lying in the grass.

A/N I don't know which fiancé to use, so if any of you can correct me, please do.

The Chan Man

Miroku lied in the grass, waiting for Sango to return. The spirit that haunts Lady Kagome's house…I wonder if it is the same one that was killed so violently here 50 years ago? When I encountered him, I could feel his soul, slipping away into hell. He's barely clinging on. He cannot move on until he clears his past up, and the only way we can help is if we spend a lot of time at Lady Kagome's home. Miroku twirled a dandelion between his fingers. He looked at it, concentrating on the soul that lived inside the weed before letting it float into the air as it turned into a Chinese bellflower. He took the elegant flower and sniffed it. It smelt nice; it reminded him of his love. He looked over to where Sango was, she was still over there, talking. He took another dandelion next to him, and repeated the same thing he did to the last weed. It floated in the air and he gingerly took it out of its suspension. A woman walked by, staring at Miroku before continuing her way. Miroku was getting ready to follow her when Sango and Kagome arrived. He was holding the two Chinese bellflowers and looked at the two women. "Here," he said as he stood up and handed the flowers to them. "Oh, thank you Miroku, they're beautiful," Sango said as she hugged and kissed him. "…" he smiled happily returning the kiss. Kagome stared a little hurt, and she felt like a rock had dropped into her stomach, and she was no longer in the mood for ice cream. She remembered the days she had with Sesshoumaru, but now those days were gone. "You know what, Sango? I'm beginning to feel a little sick, I'm sorry I can't go with you to get ice cream, but feel free to stop by if you want," Kagome turned around and began to walk away. Miroku, being dense, stared at Kagome. Sango let go of Miroku and jogged to catch up with Kagome. "Kagome, why won't you tell me what's wrong? I can help," She offered. "No Thank you, I'm just feeling a little sick and I want to lay down, if it's alright with you," Kagome said with the faintest of sarcasm. "Are you sure?" Sango stopped walking, but Kagome continued, "Yes, I'm sure, I'll talk to you soon, I promise," Kagome held her stomach and waved good bye to Sango and Miroku and walked back home.

Kagome hopped into bed, taking out her diary and a pen from under her pillow. She then went outside onto the balcony. She stared at the garden, blooming of flowers and plants. The fountain in the middle was on, and some of the mist from it drifted up to Kagome. It felt cool against her skin. She took a seat on the ground, and opened her diary,

It's 12:30 now. I'm outside on the balcony of my new home. More like a mansion than a home. Sango-san and Miroku-san kissed in front of me. If they knew I can't stand seeing couples, they may not have done it. Sesshoumaru is getting on my last nerve with his job. He's never home, and I don't feel like I'm his mate anymore. I feel sick. Like someone jabbed a hole in me than shoved a rock into it to stop the bleeding. The garden view is beautiful from up here. The garden is like a maze, and there's a pool next to it. Maybe I'll take a swim tonight. I love swimming in the dark, as long as there's light in the pool, I'll swim in it. When the moon's full, and you're out in water, it's like you're so at peace you forget you're alive. And you just float around. When I'm swimming, I feel like I've forgotten who I was, and I build new memories for me to live on. Sesshoumaru used to swim with me at night. That's when I received my very first kiss from him. I remember. We were swimming under water. We were wearing goggles, and we could see perfectly. I dove off the dive board, and stayed under water where Sesshoumaru was. The bubbles around me were slowing rising, and the moonlight made a wonderful hue of blue. I floated in the water and Sesshoumaru swam up to me. He held me in his arms, so carefree, and gentle, he looked up at me, and we slowly kissed. But we had to stop because we both ran out of air. It was so funny to see Sesshoumarus eyes almost pop out of his head. He told me my face had turned lavender. It was so funny. I feel better now that I've replayed a memory of my past for you. I'll see you later tonight, if I don't have that 'dream' again.

Kagome smiled as a warm breeze surrounded her. She closed her diary and put it on the ground beside her; she tossed her pen back into the room, and lied back. She stared at the passing clouds above her, picking out forms in the puffs of marshmallows. Kagome felt another presence pass through her. Her miko training was now kicking in, and she knew she was not alone. They had to ruin my day, didn't they? Kagome groaned at sat up. She walked into her room and went down stairs as the doorbell rang. She opened it and two boys that looked the age of 12, and their moms stood there. The moms did not look happy. "May I help you?" She asked. "Yes, our boys snuck into your home the other night, they came back home crying and pieces of glass scattered in their hair! They said that you and a man were yelling at the them; threatening to kill them!" One mother explained. Kagome stood in shock, looking from boy to the other. It wasn't a dream! Those are the boys that were in my dream! She gasped. "Where's your husband, we want to speak to him!" The 2nd mother demanded as she pushed and the others pushed their way into Kagome's home. "Hey! You can't just come in here! This is my home!" Kagome snapped but they ignored her. "Where is he!?" the mothers shouted, their sons stood behind them. "My husband isn't here," Kagome was cut off. The woman stormed through the lobby around in circles. "You frightened are young boys!" they shouted. "They snuck into my home! I was asleep the whole time!" Kagome shouted, getting pissed off at the intruders. "How are we suppose to believe that!?" The woman shouted.

"Proof to me somehow that my husband did that!"

"Our sons say the windows were shattered just as your inconsiderate mate swung at them!"

"Well then, as you can see…MY WINDOWS ARE JUST FINE!!"

"How do we know you didn't replace them!?"

"Who can replace windows this big in less than 12 hours!? That's beside the point! I'm telling you: you have the wrong house if you're thinking that my husband and I threatened your kids!" Kagome yelled, cornering the women into a corner of the lobby, her miko aura enveloping her in a strange light. The boys, being quiet sat in the middle of the lobby. Tim looked up into the chandelier, coming eye to eye with two gold eyes staring down at them. He felt like he was in a trance as the owner of the eyes sat on the chandelier. "What are you looking at?" Tom asked looking up. He too fell into a trance. InuYasha stared at them, growing angry there were intruders in his home he spent so long to build. His eyes flashed red and Tim and Tom felt a violent shiver, breaking out of the trance. InuYasha disappeared and the boys had no recall of seeing him. "Mom, can we leave?" Tim and Tom asked. "Hold on a minute, I want to press charges against this woman," Tim's mom said as she took out her cell phone to call the cops. She was dialing the regular number, not 911 for emergency, to contact them. There was a knock at the door, making everyone look at it. Kagome stared at the window where she could see Sango peering through. She spotted Kagome and waved. Kagome ran to the door and opened it. Miroku and Sango stood there, smiles on their faces. "Is it alright if we come in? We just wanna hang out, besides, pervert here lost the key to our place," Sango shrugged as though it was no big deal. "Exuse me, we're not done talking," One of the mothers said sarcastically. "Who are they? Friends of yours?" Miroku asked, walking over to them. "No, they keep saying Sesshoumaru was here threatening to kill their sons, when clearly, he's not even here," Kagome explained, shutting the door as Sango walked in. Miroku sighed and whispered something into Sango's ear. She nodded and stood in front of the women. Sango took a deep breath and put the palms of her hands on the women's foreheads. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes. "What on earth are you doing?" One woman asked, looking up at Sango's hand going cross-eyed. Kagome looked on in utter confusion as well as Tom and Tim. "Just stand still, and don't say anything, she's trying to solve the problem without having you lovely ladies straining your voices," Miroku explained. For another 5 minutes they all stood there in silence. The two women had grown into a daze, when Sango's eyes popped open.

"SNAP!" She shouted. Everyone but Miroku jumped. The women snapped out of their dazes. "Why are here? Where are we?" They asked looking at one person to another. "You're here looking at a room, that's all, you got the wrong house by the way, you must've mistaken this house as a hotel," Sango explained as a smile. The women looked at each other than at their sons, who each raised an eyebrow. Kagome stared at Sango before catching on. "Yeah, sorry, but I guess you'll have to leave now," Kagome ushered the women out and their sons, slamming the door shut. She turned around and looked at Sango. "What did you do to them? That was brilliant!" Kagome said with a smile. "I just altered their memory, that's all, no biggie," Sango shrugged. "Will they remember anything?" Kagome asked. "Eventually, but when they do it'll be a long time from now, by the time they'll remember they'll think they already sort things out," Sango shrugged again. "Still, that was pretty cool. Why are you here again?" Kagome asked. "We came to see if we could spend the night; as I said before, Miroku lost the key to our house, by the time we get a new one, it'll be tomorrow," Sango explained.

"How are you going to get a new one without the old one to copy from?"

"Easy, I put a mental image of out key into a welder demon and he'll make it, simple as that."

"I didn't know there were demons that did that."

"Now you do. Can you show us to where we're sleeping, if you let us stay?"

"Sure. Uh…this way, I have one bedroom near mine you guys can keep, I'm not using it anytime soon," Kagome led them upstairs into a bedroom three rooms down Kagome's room. She opened the door, and let them in. Sango was quite pleased to what Kagome did to the room in two weeks. It was purple heaven. The carpets were a deep plum, while the walls were a lighter shade of purple sponged with silver. The drapes that are on the window were a dark metallic see through purple. The bed was also purple and the pillows were black. "You must love the color purple, Lady Kagome," Miroku stated. "Yes, I think she does Master of the Obvious," Sango said sarcastically. Miroku gave her tiny smile. Sango rolled her eyes. Kagome showed them around the room, showing them the bathroom, drawers, and anything else in the room. "Thank you Kagome-san," Sango did a small bow. "No problem; just let me know if you need anything," Kagome returned the bow. She left the room to let the couple get used to their temporary room.

The two waited until Kagome had went downstairs before shutting the door and talking. "So where's the key?" Sango asked. "I put it inside my pocket, why?" Miroku asked, pulling out a fancy gold key.

"Well put it somewhere where Kagome-san won't see it."

"In my pocket."

"No, what if it falls out?"

"Under the pillow."

"No, it may fall onto the floor, or Kagome-san will see it if she cleans."

"sigh…well where then?"

"Here, give it here," Sango took the key and looked around the room. "So…where you gonna put it?" Miroku asked. Sango looked down at her breast, covered with a baggy shirt. "Going in my bra," She opened her shirt and put it in. They both looked at where the key was hidden before Sango gave a violent shiver. "C-cold!" she shivered. "Then why'd you put it in there?" Miroku asked as he continued to stare at Sango's chest. "So Kagome-san won't find the key and find out we're lying about using it of course," Sango explained as she walked out of the room to find Kagome. "Hey, wait, shouldn't you say you're taking a nap and I could spend time to get to know Lady Kagome, and at the same time you could contact the spirit," Miroku caught Sango by the arm. "…" Sango looked at him. "Makes sense, I agree, I'll go to sleep and you talk to Kagome-san," Sango hopped into the bed as Miroku left.

Sango closed the door and returned to the bed, sat cross legged and closed her eyes. "…" She thought hard. Her mind set on seeing the spirit. "Why are you here…?" She asked. There was complete silence in the room. Nothing moved, nothing sounded, nothing. Miroku must be joking, there is nothing here! Sango didn't move. Instead she asked the same question. "Why are you here…?" still nothing happened. She repeated this 5 more times. Nothing changed or happened. Sango sighed harshly and stood up. "Look, just answer my question and I'll stop," She said shaking her head slightly. Nothing happened yet again. She turned on her heel and plopped onto the bed. She hugged her pillow and groaned again. "This hurts," she mumbled into the pillow. She sat up and pulled out the key from her bra. She looked at it and tossed it next to her. She stared at it, trying to really sleep. Sitting there on the floor concentrating on contacting the spirit really took it out of her. A soft scratching noise came from the corner of the room. It sounded like a mouse scratching the wall. The room was so big, but the scratching sounded like it was from right next to her. Sango sat up on her elbows, and looked over her shoulder. She looked at the corner of the room, squinted her eyes to whatever was there. The scratching continued and Sango's mind clicked. "Spirit!" She jumped out of the bed and ran over to the corner. The sound stopped when she reached it. "You puss, come back," Sango frowned. Maybe the spirit is shy. Sango slowly walked to the middle of the room and sat down.

She closed her eyes and concentrated on the spirit. She didn't have much to concentrate on besides the chill and sound that was in the room. "Spirit, why are you here…?" She asked. Silence was in the room, and Sango felt her hopes drop like a stone. She asked again. "Spirit why are you here?" a violent but slightly calming chill entered her area of the room. She couldn't help but grin, she actual did her job right. "Please, answer my question…I need to know," she demanded in calm soothing voice. The air around her seemed to growl around her. Oh, an angry spirit, how fun. Sango smiled again. "Why are you here?" The air whispered harshly, mocking Sango's voice. "Here to do me in?" It asked. "Show yourself spirit, I only want to help," Sango said, her smile fading, no one mocks her and gets away with it. She was going to exorcise the spirit to hell if he was this way. A blast of cold air hit here face and all went quiet. She peeked through eyelids, and the room was empty. No indication of spirits or ghost was inside. "Spirit, are you here?" she cautiously asked. "Ah!" Sango gasped as a hand gripped her throat and she was pushed onto her back. "Why are you here?" The spirit mocked. "I only want to help," he continued, mimicking Sango's exact voice. "No one can save me, no one!" The spirit gripped Sango's throat tighter as she screamed. Sango couldn't hear her voice, but she knew Kagome and Miroku would come to her rescue. "M-Miroku!" she gasped for air. "Hoping your love will come to save you? He won't, no one can hear you scream for your life, a life relying on love to help you through," The voice said in Sango's voice. "Spirit…! You bas-tard! Let me go!" Sango yelled. She gripped her own throat and calmed herself. She called to her own power and she felt the invisible hands fly off her throat. Sango lied there, gasping to regain her breath. She knew she couldn't blow her cover, so she staggered to the bed and crawled underneath the covers. She hoped the spirit wouldn't harm anyone else. I will pacify this spirit; he can't even rest in peace. But at least I know this one was murdered, and by the sounds of it, by someone he loves. Sango told herself as she drifted off to sleep.

"So, Lady Kagome, what was your life like in Misawa?" Miroku asked as he watched Kagome cook a late lunch. Kagome glanced at him before continuing to cut up some beef. "It was a nice quiet place, not so crowded, but I was lonely there. People there were snobby, and stuck up," Kagome tilted her head to the side as she cut put the meat into a frying pan. "I didn't have many friends, and I didn't know anyone, and Sesshoumaru-Chan was never home to be with me," Kagome said she stirred the meat around as it sizzled. "But what about here?" Miroku asked as he watched Kagome cook. "I like it better here, I'm glad I met you guys. Are any of you two vegetarians?" Kagome asked. "I'm glad we met you too, and I'm not a vegetarian, and neither is Sango," Miroku said. "When lunch is finished being made, can you go get her?" Kagome asked as she added her own secret ingredients. "Yes Ma'am," Miroku nodded. "In the mean time, may I help set up the table?"

"That's not really that necessary Miroku. You don't have to."

"Oh, but I insist, as long as I live here, I will help you with whatever needs to be done, in payment for letting us stay."

"But…"

"Don't worry Lady Kagome," Miroku said with a smile. "Well, if you really want to help…the plates and stuff are in the far left cabinet under the sinks," Kagome pointed over to the silver sinks. "Thank you Lady Kagome," Miroku walked over and took out three plates and set them on the small circular table. As Kagome cooked, he explored the cabinets and shelves for the dining ware, civil ware, and cups. He set them all on the table and waited for Kagome to finish with making lunch. "Would you like me to help with making the food?" He asked as he stood next to Kagome. "I'm almost done, why don't' you go get Sango, and see if she's hungry or if she wants to sleep some more?" Kagome asked, sounding like a sweet mother. "Yes, Lady Kagome, after dinner, Sango and I need to leave for work. Just letting you know," Miroku said. "Well its only lunch and I thought you only owned the ice cream bar?" Kagome pondered, raising an eyebrow at Miroku. "I have two jobs, and Sango has one, I'm merely her assistant at her job," Miroku explained as he headed up to where Sango was.
He slowly opened the door, hearing nothing was going on inside. Maybe she really did fall asleep. Miroku thought as he opened the door. He saw Sango curled up under the covers of the deep purple comforter. He sighed and quietly crawled onto the bed. He gently pulled the covers off of her to see her sound asleep. "Sango…" He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her head. "Lady Kagome wants to know if you're hungry and want to come down for lunch," He asked as he kissed her again. He took her hand that lied by her face and intertwined his fingers with hers.

Yeah, I'll wake up soon, just let me rest… Miroku heard Sango's voice in his mind. "Dearest Sango, what are you dreaming about?" Miroku asked in a quiet whisper.

I'm dreaming of fluffy bunnies and you.

"I feel special; did you talk to the spirit?"

Yes, I'll explain when we go to work later.

"Alright."

Thank you, I want to rest now, I'm quite tired now.

"Yes Sango," Miroku kissed her one last time and got up. He covered her back up and went back downstairs and quietly shut the door behind him.

"Lady Kagome, she's still sleeping, but she said she'll be down when lunch is done getting ready," Miroku explained as he took a seat at the table. "Okay. Hey Miroku, don't call me Lady Kagome, just call me Kagome please," Kagome said with the slightest of frowns and set the plate of food onto the table. Along with some other food. "Yes, Lady Kagome; wow, that looks great, I looks like a 5 stared chief made it!" Miroku beamed as he leaned onto his elbows to sniff the food. "Well, I had lots of practice cooking being home a lot," Kagome blushed. "Let's see if it taste as good as it looks," Miroku tried taking a tiny piece of food. "Ah, ah! No Miroku, that's a bad boy you are," Kagome slapped the back of his head. "Oh, sorry Lady Kagome," Miroku sat back down.

Sango woke up to the smell of food, and slowly sat up. Her neck was sore and it stung where the spirit had tried killing her. "I'm surprised you didn't kill me in my sleep," She whispered, her voice dry and hoarse. She rubbed her throat and got out of the giant bed. She sunk her toes into the plum colored carpets. She walked out of the room, knowing the spirit was watching her. She could hear him growling by her ear...

Miroku glanced out the kitchen entry way and spotted Sango walking down the stairway. "Hey, look, here comes Sango," Miroku said with a smile. "Hm?" Kagome followed his gaze and a smile went across her face as she walked over to greet her. "Hey Sango, did you have a nice nap?" She asked. Sango nodded painfully but hid it well with a convincing smile. Her neck was still hurting; she managed to cover the red marks with some makeup. If Kagome took the time to stare at the barely noticeable red marks on her neck her cover would be blown.

"It was very nice, thank you Kagome-san for letting us use the bed," Sango did a small bow. "No problem, I love holding parties and having company over," Kagome smiled. "Makes up for her good cooking!" Miroku called from the dining room part of the kitchen. "Yeah, you're fiancée says my cooking looks like a 5 stared chiefs. But I only told him it looks like that way from practicing cooking, but my foods don't taste that good, sad to say," Kagome hung her head slightly. "…" Sango smiled gently. "I'd laugh but I think I slept on my neck wrong, and I'm still tired," Sango said.

"You can go back to sleep if you want," Kagome suggested.

"No, I think I want to try your '5 star cooking'" Sango walked around Kagome and to the table. "I warn you, I poisoned it especially for you," Kagome warned with a grin and joined them at the table. "I'll come and haunt you in your dreams," Sango narrowed her eyes at her friend. "I'll poison your air," Kagome said. Miroku watched as they joked around with their lives. Sango started to eat the food that was placed in front of her. "Wow, Kagome! This is a 5 star chiefs cooking!" Sango smiled after she swallowed her food. "Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. But I'm not really fond with my cooking, I don't think it taste that good," Kagome admitted as she took some of her own food. Miroku took a bite of his portion of food and swallowed. "That's only because you cooked it yourself. It's natural for someone to say their food isn't that great when it actually is," Miroku took another bite. Kagome watched as they ate her food, a smile went across her face. Some one was actually there to praise her cooking, unlike Sesshoumaru who would eat his food and not say anything. Then again, he was never home to eat.

When lunch was finished, Miroku and Sango helped with the dishes. "You know, since you guys are guesting here, you don't have to help me you know," Kagome said as Sango put the clean cups away. "Oh ho, but we must since we are guests. It's rude not to help, Lady Kagome," Miroku said as he dried the dishes as Kagome involuntarily handed him dishes to dry. Sango nodded in agreement as she took the dishes from him to put away. "I think it's normal for guests to help around the house, besides, you live here mainly by yourself, I'm sure this'll be an relief for you to have help around here," Sango said as she finished putting away the last of the dishes. "…" Kagome looked down at her perfectly non pruning hands. "Well, the dishes didn't take so long as usual…I guess if you guys really want to help you can," She said with a small shrug. "Yes!" Sango and Miroku gave each other a high 5. "You guys are weird. First I meet Sango trying to look older than she looks by dressing like a 12 year old, then I meet Miroku who is a womanizer and did something strange to dandelions and then.." Kagome trailed off when Miroku put his hand in front of her face. "What did you see with the dandelions?" he asked in a concerned playing voice.

"You turned them into Chinese Balloon Flowers," Kagome answered staring at Mirokus hand.

"So, you know I'm no ordinary human?"

"Well yeah, but it's not a big deal, I'm a miko."

"I can change forms of objects, use magic, and be a pervert," Miroku explained as he put his hand down. "What can you do?" He asked. "I uh….I can purify things, and I have some strange power that I never use," Kagome shrugged as Sango and Miroku closed in. "I can read minds, move objects, and I have some electrifying powers," Sango announced. "Wanna play using them?" Kagome asked. "…" Sango and Miroku looked at each other, backing up so Kagome could get off the counter she climbed onto. "Sure," they both shrugged. "What do we play?" Sango asked, looking at the palm of her hand. "I don't know, we could play pillow dodge ball," Kagome suggested. "Do you have enough pillows?" Miroku asked. "Well yeah, more than I need," Kagome went upstairs the two guests behind her.

Kagome led them to the closet, where mountains of pillows were piled in the back of the large walk in closet. They were in a variety of colors, ranging from black to white. Green; blue; purple; red; pink; silver; and even puke orange. "Why do you have so many pillows, Lady Kagome?" Miroku asked picking up the puke orange pillow. "I like to redecorate the bed a lot; I guess you could say it's a hobby. I change the theme once in a while," Kagome slightly blushed in embarrassment. "No need to get so shy about it, Lady Kagome. Sango here loves to build cities out of furniture and objects. She then plays monster around the house," Miroku chuckled as Sango flinched and grew bright red.

"Miroku!" She smacked him on the head. "You weren't supposed to tell anyone!" She cried. "It's okay Sango, I understand!" Kagome laughed as she pulled the pillows out. "Here, I'll help you," Sango grumbled as she glared at her fiancée. Sango put out her hands, palms upward and she stared at the pillows. They floated into the air and slowly moved out onto the bedroom floor. "Color codes them so we can think up rules and stuff, Sango," Miroku said as took two pillows out of the air. "That's cool, when did you realize you had powers?" Kagome asked Sango as she took some more pillows that were left behind. "When I was 7, I was being picked on in school at lunch and I made this kids milk explode and it went up his nose, just as I wished it would," Sango chuckled as she color coded the pillows. All the green were at Kagome's feet, purple at Mirokus, and so on. Kagome laughed. "How many pillows are there?" Miroku asked as he tried not to laugh. "…" Sango looked from pile to pile. "50," She said. "Divided by three, that's 15 each with 5 pillows remaining. Wait…that's wrong," Miroku scratched his head. "We get 16 pillows each, 2 left and we can put those back in the closet," Kagome pointed out. "Look Miroku, she's better at math than you," Sango grinned as she made tow pillows float back into the closet. "We'll make the pillows worth a certain amount of point each, depending on the colors. Say the blue pillows are worth 5 points; if you hit someone with it you get 5 points. If the person catches it, they get 5 points," Kagome explained, picking up two pillows.

They decided on the points, and blue was worth the most, getting a total of 10 points each. Whoever reached 200 points first, won. They divided the pillows, having the same amount of colored pillows. Kagome agreed to get some furniture so they could make forts out of them. Sango's fort was located in the corner of the room by the balcony doors, Mirokus was by the bathroom, and Kagome's was opposite of Sangos. They were allowed to use their powers, as long as it didn't hurt any one.

"1…2…3!" They all counted down and began the game. Sango made three green pillows float into the air and fly at Kagome and Miroku. Miroku was unprepared as he peeked his head over the turned over desk and got smacked in the face. "Ack!" He fell backwards just as he threw his pillow blindly into the air. The blue pillow landed in the middle of the floor. Kagome threw another pillow, lightly charged with electricity so who ever touched would get a shock strong enough for them to drop it. Sango jumped up to catch it seeing it was aimed at her. "Ah!" She dropped it when she got a shock. "Ha!" Kagome laughed. It wasn't long afterward did she get smacked upside the head with another pillow from Miroku. "Oof!" She yelped, wobbling a second. Pillows were flying ever where, resulting in knocked down books, lamps and Kagome's defenseless alarm clock. Miroku was winning, and the girls were mad since he changed all his pillows colors to blue. Kagome threw a giant blue pillow for all it was worth at him. "You better change all their colors back when we're done!" She shouted. Sango jumped out of her fort to grab more pillows, since she was running out of blue ones. She didn't want to use her powers; they were still weak from her encounter with the spirit. "An opening!" Miroku cried as he threw a purple pillow-

A/N worth 1 point

-at Sango who knew he was going to throw it at her by reading his mind. She ducked into her pillow and dodged it. She ran back to her fort after grabbing and dodging more pillows that seemed to follow her. She reached the fort

A/N made out of a turned over couch. Lol

And tripped over a pillow. "Whoa!" She fell face first flipping over the couch into her fort. "Sango are you okay!?" Kagome yelled as she stopped in midway throw. Silence filled the room as Sango didn't answer. "Sango?" Miroku and Kagome asked. "Never been better!" Sango popped over the side with an army of pillows. "Attack them my evil dust bunnies!" she laughed as the pillows charged at the surprised friends. They ducked into the forts screaming with laughter. The pillows followed their movements and smacked them all. Kagome dodged most of them as well as Miroku who kept getting smacked on the head. "Hey!" Miroku peeked over the top of his fort. "Why do you keep hitting on the noggin?!" He yelled. "Because I can hit you there!" Sango laughed as another blue pillow hit Miroku on the face. He fell backwards catching the pillow before it hit the ground. "Ha! I get 10 more points!" He yelled in triumph. "No you don't!" the pillow flew out of his hands and hit the ground. "Sango that was cheating!" he frowned. "No, the rules say you can use your powers to do anything, and besides, your not one to talk you changed all the pillows blue," Kagome snapped. "The rules say to stop playing," a new voice said as everything went quite. Everyone froze and looked to the door way. "Sesshoumaru!" Kagome's face lightened into a big smile as she jumped over her fort-

A/N made out of boxes

-and ran to him, hugging him close. He didn't do anything besides pet her head. "Kagome, who are these people messing up our room?" he asked, looking from Sango, who froze before throwing a pillow and looked at him, to Miroku, whose mouth was open in mid sentence. "Sesshoumaru, they are my friends I told you about," Kagome walked over to Sango. "This is Sango, don't let her looks fool you, she's more immature than you think," She patted Sango's head, who didn't move a muscle. Kagome walked over to Miroku. "And he's Miroku, don't let his innocent face fool you, he's a big pervert," she also patted his head and he didn't move either. The two guests stared at the higher classed dog demon. Sesshoumaru looked from one to the other; he's gold eyes piercing them. What strange humans, are these really Kagome's friends? Sango skimmed through his mind. His voice was filled with venom as he slightly sneered at them. "Humph!" Sango pouted and finished tossing the floating pillow at Miroku. It hit in the face as he didn't except it. "Oh!" Kagome clapped her hands together, and put an arm towards Sango. "10 points for the mind reader!" she smiled brightly at Sesshoumaru. The demon raised an eyebrow. Immature humans, he said to himself. "Is that all you have to say? I come home and you continue playing games?" Sesshoumaru asked flatly. Everyone went silent as Kagome looked slightly hurt.

"No…I was only trying to have fun, you need to live a little," Kagome frowned as she leaned against Miroku's fort. Miroku looked between the two and looked at Sango. "Lady Kagome, I need to use the bathroom," he announced. Sango raised an eyebrow as Miroku got up and left the room. "Houshi-sama the bathroom is right there!" Sango leapt over her fort and followed him. She brushed against Sesshoumaru by accident. He moved out of the way as Sango briefly glared at him as she ran passed. I don't like you already. He heard Sango's voice in his head. Impudence. Sesshoumaru growled in his mind. "Sesshoumaru, why are you here?" Kagome said with a smile as her mood suddenly switched. She ran up to him and hugged him. "…" Sesshoumaru placed his clawed hand on her head as she hugged him. "I'm here because I didn't want you to be alone in such a big house," he explained. "I'm doing fine, besides I have Lady Sango and Lord Miroku to keep me company," Kagome looked up at her husband a twinkle in her eye. "I'm glad you came back though," She said in a softer voice. Especially since what has been happening in my dreams…

"When will your friends be leaving, I can not work with all this noise going on in the next room while I'm in my office," Sesshoumaru asked.

"Why do you hate my friends so much? You liked my other friends in Misawa," Kagome took a step back from Sesshoumaru to place her hands on her hips.

"You hated your friends in Misawa. Your friends here are immature for their age."

"No they're not. Sango may be a little out there, but her hearts in the right place. Miroku hasn't done anything that was a bit childish."

"Then why were they throwing pillows, and since when did we only have blue ones?"

"Oh, about them, that reminds me they're going to be staying here for awhile. So why don't you just lighten up and join in the fun? You're always so quiet and serious, I'm surprised you even have a life," Kagome walked into the hallway. "You guys can stop eavesdropping and come back in now; we're going to continue the game!" Kagome said into the hallway. A moment later Sango and Miroku came out of the room they were using. Their ears were red from pushing their ears against the wall. They walked back in with Kagome. "Is he going to have his own fort?" Sango asked as she hopped over the wall of her fort, gathering some pillows. "I don't think he's going to play," Miroku guessed as Sesshoumaru left the room. Kagome pouted as she hopped over the wall of her fort. "He's to stuck up to have fun, besides, he's probably busy working. He comes home and gets back to work," Kagome fluffed a pillow. "Well whatever the case it is, let's just hope he loosens up a bit," Miroku said as he also went to his fort. "What ever, let's just continue the game," Kagome lifted the pillow up into the air. "Pillows up!" She said like a pilot. Sango and Miroku lifted one pillow each into the air. "3!" they all said as they pulled back their arm.

"2!" They took aim at whoever they wanted to throw at.

"Fire!" Their pillows went the wrong course and hit the opposite person. Sango who seemed to aim at Kagome went to Miroku…Smacking him in the face as usual. Kagome's pillow went passed Miroku hitting Sango. Miroku's big fluffy purple pillow went to Kagome instead of Sango. "War of the cotton and or feather pillows of doom from the wardrobe of Narnia!" Sango laughed as she dodged a pink fluffy pillow and caught it. Kagome snapped her fingers. She blocked a blue pillow from Miroku with another pillow. "Does that count?" Miroku asked, stopping the game. "What?" Sango asked setting down a pillow. "Blocking a pillow with another pillow. Does that give the tosser a point or the blocker?" Kagome asked.

"I don't know, in fact I don't even know all the rules," Sango shrugged. "I don't know and I made the game," Kagome announced. "We should go out for ice cream and write all the rules down," Miroku suggested, hoping he could get more money and not get hit in the face again. "…" Sango fluffed her pillow. Kagome found the floor fascinating to stare at. "…" The girls looked a Miroku, blank as a bored. "I take it that's a no," Miroku guessed. "You're stupid," Kagome said. "I agree, how can you ask such a question?" Sango glared at him. "Uh…" Miroku shrunk back a little as Sango came up to him, followed by Kagome. "…" They stared at him. Then busted out laughing, tugging on his arms. "Come on! Let's go get some ice cream!" They giggled in union as they pulled Miroku over violently in a playful way over his fort. They half dragged him down the steps laughing like girls do.

A/N if you could see me now, I'm shivering in some horror. My friends Sango and Lady Dragon Star are just like that. Again I shiver in horror, and LDS is peering over my shoulder reading. HI!!

"…" Kagome stopped with half her foot in her Van Sneakers. "Wait! I'll be right back!" She trotted up stairs and ran to Sesshoumaru's office. Sango and Miroku stood waiting by the door, Sango clinging to Miroku's arm. Kagome knocked politely on Sesshoumaru's office door. There was silence before he opened the door. "Sesshie, do you want to come for ice cream with us? We're just about to go," Kagome asked with a bright smile on her pretty face.

"…" Sesshoumaru stared back and Kagome's smile faded a little. "You're just going to work, aren't you?" She asked her head dropping a little as her smile dissipated. "…" Sesshoumaru could smell the tears coming, and he didn't want her to cry. He rarely saw her cry, but that was because he was never home to see it. He comes home to visit and he doesn't even spend time with me! Kagome stood looking up at Sesshoumaru hoping her teary eyes would change his mind. Without a word Sesshoumaru walked passed her and went down stairs. Kagome followed after him to see he was putting on his coat and shoes. She hopped off the last three steps walking behind him. "You're coming?" Miroku asked, slight worry in his voice. Something about him Miroku did not like. "Yes, I am. I came to visit my wife and to spend time with her," Sesshoumaru said as Kagome gave a squeal and hugged him around the waist. Sango couldn't help but cover her mouth to stop an escaping snort of laughter. The expression on Sesshoumaru's face was a cross between shock and happiness, with his mouth in the shape of an O and his eyes were in slits as he glowered at Miroku. Kagome let go of Sesshoumaru to put on her van shoes, then proceeded to half skip out the door. Sango followed after her trotting along side of the happy miko. "Ice cream!" Sango giggled. Kagome looked at her a smile on her face. "Ice cream, ice cream, I scream for ice cream!" They sang as they linked arms with their mates.
"Come on, join our siren singing!" The girls laughed. Miroku grinned as he too sang. After the first verse, they looked up at Sesshoumaru. "…?" the demon stared at them with the expression that clearly said 'what?' "Please?" Kagome begged in a playful childish tone.

A/N LDS has used that on me so many times when ever she asks me to do something I don't even bother saying no…What? Have you seen her beg before? It's hard to say no!

Sesshoumaru didn't say anything but continue to walk. "I do not sing," Sesshoumaru finally said. "Please? Won't you sing for me? Just this once?" Kagome tried again. "…" Sesshoumaru ignored her begs. "You're a party pooper," Kagome pouted, giving up. They walked the rest of the way in silence to the ice cream parlor where one of Miroku's best friends had taken over for a while whenever Miroku was gone.

A/N: How do you spell the raccoons guys name? The guy that turns into the banana looking balloon? If any one knows please tell me.

"Hatchi!" Miroku waved to a raccoon demon that was working behind the counter. "Master Miroku, what brings you here?" Hatchi asked. "Just here to get my friends ice cream, that's all," Miroku smiled as he took a seat at a table in front of the counter. Sango took her seat next to him and smiled at Hatchi. Kagome waved at the raccoon demon shyly as she took her seat. Sesshoumaru did nothing when Hatchi said hello to him but took his seat instead. "So, what will it be today?" Hatchi asked as he took out a small notebook at a pen. Miroku was the first to speak up: "A chocolate milkshake would suffice."

"I want the biggest Sunday you have," Sango said. Kagome thought a moment. "I want banana tempura if you have any. And if you don't just a banana Sunday would do." Kagome looked at Sesshoumaru who raised an eyebrow at her. "The same thing she's having," He looked at Hatchi who scribbled their orders down.

A/N Ha! Chocolate milkshakes! Bwahahahahahahahhahahahahaaaaa! Sorry, too long a story to explain. But still, I can't help but laugh when I hear about chocolate milkshakes!

"So, Sesshoumaru what kind of job do you have?" Miroku asked as Hatchi made their ice cream. "I work at the Demon Council," Sesshoumaru responded with some snob in his voice. Like he enjoyed seeing the envy on other demons who didn't work there faces every time he mentioned it. "Well that's a really vague answer. What do you do in the Demons Council?" Sango asked.

"My job and work is classified information to those who do not work there," Sesshoumaru answered. "I don't a single thing he does there, for all I know he could be porn star," Kagome joked as her friends laugh. "That sounds like a great job!" Miroku laughed. "Yeah, I'm his everlasting sex toy when we perform," Sango joked as she too laughed. "I perform by myself," Kagome smiled, crossing her arms and stuck her nose in the air. "Ohh, an independent woman, I like I like," Miroku grinned. Sesshoumaru not getting on with the jokes, looked at Miroku, eyes filled with anger. "I do not approve of you talking to my wife like she's some sex toy," he growled. "Sesshie, we're only playing, no need to get so angry about it," Kagome said laying a hand on the demon's shoulder. Hatchi came with their orders and put the tray of ice cream down for them. "Enjoy!" he smiled. "We will, thank you Hatchi," Miroku stood up to pay the kind demon. He handed him coins that were strung together. "The old fashioned way, eh? Thank you Miroku," Hatchi took the coins. "I like to keep the old ways alive," Miroku shrugged. "Well I hope this is the real thing, and not leaves like the last coin you gave me," Hatchi eyed the coins suspiciously. "Don't worry my friend, I won't con you again," Miroku patter his back and sat back down. Hatchi bowed and walked away as the companions began to eat.

I think that's all I'll do for now. Wow, 15 damn pages! Ha! And it's been only a week since I started typing this! Well, I hope chapter 3 goes just as well as this one. Maybe I'll be able to post this one up too tonight. Oh, it's December 17, 2004 just to let you guys know if I post this up any later. LDS posted the first stuff up for me without my permission, so I'll have to post whenever I'm done. Since this is mainly my fic, I'll do what other authors don't usually do.

Chapter 3 summary.

Title: When the Past Meets Present

Miroku and Sango become more aware of InuYasha's presence as he tries to dispose of them. Being annoyed by how Sesshoumaru is, InuYasha decides to put the higher demon in his place of the mansion. And a glimpse of InuYasha's memory is revealed.

Things to know:

For those 'dumb' humans and or demons or hybrids, Chinese bellflowers are what lie at Kikyou's tomb in the episodes where she's resurrected. And if anyone hasn't seen those episodes not only do me pity and point and laugh you, you will know that they are beautiful 4 or 5 pedaled flowers. They are a wonderful shade of purple, fading from lavender to a darker shade starting at the base, but the petals go into a somewhat point. Now, if I could only I could find some and see what they smell like, then I will say what they smell like. I smile now. I'm currently working on chapter 3, and sorry InuYasha wasn't in here that much. But in chapter 3 you'll get a suprising twist not said in chappie 3 summary.