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"…" – speech
'…' – thoughts
--- - change in scenery or time
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-- Previously, on The Sealed Garden:
But it was too late.
Kagome had left and he was alone in the garden.
He cursed.
Something was up with that woman, and he'd find out what.
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Chapter SIXTEEN:
Momentary Calm
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"Damn it, woman! Let me in!" Inuyasha pounded on the large double doors, achieving no results, whatsoever. "What the hell has gotten into you?"
The previous night, after Kagome had disappeared with no apparent reason, the hanyou had left the garden after calling out for the vanished spirit. He'd stopped because- after all, he rationalised, wouldn't she be more co-operative in the morning? Besides, he'd had to check up on Miroku.
He soon found out he shouldn't have left at all.
It turned out that Miroku had gone into seclusion in his room, not permitting anyone to bother his meditation (or so he called it). Only a shaken Sango was allowed access once to retrieve her belongings. She chosen to stay in the room directly beside her boyfriend's.
It seemed as though the woman had been less than enthusiastic about the idea of Miroku being alone somewhere, with a newly cursed hand. It also looked like she'd had many more things on her mind- although Inuyasha hadn't had the heart to find out what.
He would have been worried about the monk, if it hadn't been for the fact that he knew the guy had more sense than to do anything drastic. The human probably just needed some time alone to gather his wits- much like how everybody else was doing. And at any case, if anything did go wrong, Inuyasha would be there in a snap.
Right now, however, he had a slightly bigger problem on his hands.
"Come on, bi- Kagome!" He quickly guarded his language, knowing that it would do nothing but piss off the spirit even more. "… Don't make me say it!"
As soon as he had awoken, the half-demon had sprinted through the hallways, past a sleepy Sango at Miroku's door, and to the back of his yard. Kagome had had an entire night to think, so she should have gotten over whatever it was that had disturbed her.
"'Cause I will! I will say it!"
Upon arriving at the entrance, however, Inuyasha discovered that no such thing had happened. In fact, it turned out that the diseased miko had conveniently sealed the entrance on him. All morning he'd been shouting, and had all morning, he'd gotten nothing in response- not even a 'No' from inside the garden!
"All right! You made me do it! Here it is…" Inuyasha closed his eyes, exhaling slowly. "…Please?"
Unfortunately, even his somewhat forced politeness drew nothing but silence from within the stone walls. The half-demon waited; waited for anything that might signify some crumbling of Kagome's stubborness.
Nothing.
He drew in a deep breath, calming himself.
Using a voice softer than he'd used all morning, the half-demon called out. "Just… let me in, will ya? I just want to…" he hesitated. "…talk."
Nothing.
"Uhh…Get something?"
No reply.
"I need to… sweep the area for clues?"
He sighed.
Inuyasha knew he could use Tetsusaiga to break the seal, but even then, if Kagome didn't want to talk to him, she could easily disappear on him again. And- besides, he'd learned that using force against that woman- or any woman, come to that- would only make her more stubborn.
"It's like a Chinese finger trap…" he muttered to himself. The more force one used, the more stuck he would be.
Although the analogy was somewhat misplaced and random, it did fit in his situation.
"What did I do? Come on! Whatever it was, I didn't mean it…"He rubbed one sharp canine against his lip- a habit he'd picked up as a kid. Although any cuts that it caused healed immediately, the rubbing did leave a perceptible groove in his lower lip.
Had he really done something wrong?
Maybe he'd hurt her feelings… or… (he scowled) maybe she really did prefer that wolf guy…?
Inuyasha forcibly pushed that thought away along with the twinge of doubt and jealousy that it had incurred.
"I am not jealous." He grumbled under his breath. "That stupid idiot… playing with a girl's feelings like that… anybody would be angry." He nodded to himself. "That's right. I'm not jealous… just… pissed… off…"
Righteous anger, indeed.
A few seconds passed.
He cursed under his breath. "Ah screw it." Inuyasha glared at the magnificent doors and drew up his voice to its loudest volume. "Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Let me the fuck in!" The tirade soon lost its intensity as a throb began at his temples.
Inuyasha half-pouted, half-frowned at the doors. "It always worked on the servants…" Memories flooded his mind of when as a child, he'd thrown countless tantrums after the deaths of both parents. The servants- mostly demons who were forever bound in servitude to the inu-family- simply bent in to his wants. Although this had given him a rather opportunity to develop into a spoiled brat, the rest of his life, that is to say, his life out of his home, had more than grounded him to the real world.
He sighed and spoke once more to the unresponding girl. "I'm going to get some breakfast. I'm going to check on Miroku and Sango. I'm going to straighten up my…" He paused for thought. "My central room-ie thingy. And when I get back here, I'm coming in, whether you like it or not."
And with that, the hanyou promptly turned tail and stormed away. Confusion darkened his face and a strange heaviness rested on his chest, but he'd given all that he'd could, and now, he could only wait. However, that didn't mean he wasn't going to let the matter rest.
Oh no.
Sooner or later, that spirit would crack, and he would find out everything.
So absorbed in his thoughts was Inuyasha, that he failed to notice Sango, who had been watching him. Her eyes followed his path to the side of his house and watched as he slid open the door. She checked that he had really entered the house, and upon confirming that, stole towards the garden.
Kagome paced.
She put her hands to her forehead.
She clenched and unclenched her fists.
She wrung her hands.
She was nervous.
She was confused.
She was afraid.
The miko looked desperately towards the doors, knowing that at any moment, a furious hanyou could come storming in. At the moment, he was content with shouting at her- and she was content with ignoring him. The barrier she'd erected wasn't nearly as strong as the original one, and besides- Inuyasha already had the means to get through obstructions. At any moment, he could choose to draw Tetsusaiga, and force some answers out of her.
But then- why was she keeping him out in the first place?
Biting her lip, Kagome rubbed her hands together.
Ever since her sudden personal revelation the previous night, she hadn't known what to do.
Everything left her so confused- since Naraku showed up, her 'life' had made no sense whatsoever. What was she supposed to do? Problem after problem popped up in her head, each more serious than the previous.
If she killed Naraku, then Kouga and who-knew-how-many-others would die as well.
But then, she argued back, wouldn't death be better than being trapped for eternity?
Besides, giving the shape-shifter the Shikon no Tama was absolutely out of the question- who knew what kind of chaos that would cause?
However, just the mention of the jewel of four souls offered a new problem: Where was it?
She was certain that it was somewhere in the garden- the spiritual links she had with it told her that, but for some reason, she was… afraid.
Afraid of finding it.
Kagome didn't know why, but something deep within her told her that she really didn't want to know where it was.
A small voice at the back of her head offered an explanation.
"If you find it, that might means you won't be needed anymore, and you'll have to move on…" Almost in a whisper, it added, "and you won't get to see him again…"
She pushed it away and summoned up a dose of pretended indignation. "What the heck would I want to see him for, anyway?" She scowled. "The rude, arrogant, foul-mouthed jerk… with the nicest hair… and the cutest ears…" The miko's scowl deepened before her expression softened. "It's a losing battle, isn't it?" She sighed.
Suddenly, a thought struck her.
What if… he thought she was angry at him? That she was ignoring him because he'd done something wrong? A truckload of pity and guilt fell over her.
As if confirming this thought, his voice called out, "What did I do? Come on! Whatever it was, I didn't mean it…"
Another wave of panic washed over her.
Did he really think it was his fault?
She thought about.
Well, maybe it was…
…
Kind of.
After all, it was him who'd insisted on knocking down the ancient barrier.
It was him who'd insisted on talking with her and filling her in (roughly) on what had happened over the past five hundred years.
And maybe, just maybe, it was his fault that he was one of the most physically attractive and well-built specime-
The miko slapped her forehead, forcing the mental images away.
"Get over it, Kagome." She muttered to herself. "So what if he's cute? Does it matter? Noooo…"
She quickly forced her mind to clear.
As of now, she knew only one thing: that if she didn't do something quick, she would get even more emotionally involved with the hanyou… and she really couldn't let that happen. Dozens of reasons popped up in her head.
"Me being dead being one of them…" she muttered dryly. "Okay, Kagome. Think. What are you going to do?" Her previously level voice sprung into a quiet wail as the confusion enveloped her again.
"I'm going to get some breakfast. I'm going to check on Miroku and Sango. I'm going to straighten up my…" A pause. "My central room-ie thingy. And when I get back here, I'm coming in, whether you like it or not."
Inuyasha's voice came from behind the stone walls and the spirit breathed a sigh of relief.
At least that would buy her some time. Hopefully, by the time he got back, Kagome will have gotten her thoughts back in order, and figured out what to do. And even if that didn't involve her situation with the hanyou, at least she would be able to figure out what to do with Naraku.
Kagome'd noted the almost disappointed note in his voice, and silently promised that she would have something down by the time he got back.
He didn't deserve to suffer.
From what she'd heard, he'd already suffered enough- at the hands of hundreds of prejudice people.
However, just when the spirit was about to relax, a soft knock was heard on at the doors.
She started and stared in amazement at the entranceway. Kagome'd known that he'd been fast, but… that fast?
Or maybe he'd chosen to stay and annoy her instead?
Before any other possibilities could invade her mind, a soft, undoubtedly feminine voice called out.
"Kagome-chan? Can I come in? Please?"
The girl in question blinked in confusion as a momentary blank was drawn in her mind. She started towards the doors- before a sudden suspicious idea sprung up.
She paused mid-stride.
As if sensing what she was thinking, Sango hastily added, "Inuyasha's gone. I swear. He's just left. It's just me." She paused, and in a smaller voice, said, "I need your help."
Kagome cautiously felt out with her aura, and feeling no presence of youki, put a temporary gap in her barrier. She floated towards the doors and quietly pushed one outward. Through the opening, the spirit could see the slightly pale face of her new friend. Wide magenta eyes looked at her secrecy with question as Kagome's eyes did a quick sweep of the area outside.
No hanyou.
Strangely enough, this didn't so much make her relieved, than it made her feel strangely disappointed.
He'd actually left.
The miko quickly stepped aside, letting Sango in before promptly shutting the door again and closing the barrier. She made it secure once more before stepping back.
The two women stared at each other for a short while before they simultaneously turned away, embarrassed. Kagome clasped her hands.
"So… You wanted my help?"
This seemed to break the ice, as Sango promptly turned to her friend with a desperate gleam in her eye. "I don't know what to do!"
'That makes the both of us…' She chased away that gloomy thought. "What don't you know?"
The magenta-eyed girl plopped down onto the ground, clenching her fists in a show of frustration, but the teeth biting her lips signified a deeper anxiety. Kagome lowered herself onto the grass next to her. "Well… Where should I start?" She closed her eyes. "I guess… well…"
The miko watched sympathetically as Sango tried several more times to start her train of thought. A light of understanding had blinked on in her mind as she watched, and her own troubles were temporarily forgotten.
In a soft voice, she interrupted, "Is this about the baby?"
The woman suddenly broke off and stared at the spirit in absolute astonishment. Her mouth opened and her lips moved, but no sounds came out.
Finally, Sango managed a strangled, "What?"
Kagome found her shock slightly amusing, but silently reprimanded herself. What Sango was going through was nothing to laugh about. She offered a kind smile instead. "No offense or anything, but… it was kind of obvious."
This seemed not to be the best thing to say as the woman promptly turned an even paler shade of grey than she was before. "Obvious?" Her voice was nearing the hysterical level. "It was obvious? What if- Does he-…?"
The miko's eyes widened and she hastily waved her hands. "No! That's not what I meant!"
Sango looked at her with wide eyes, but the colour began to return to her cheeks. "It wasn't?"
"No. What I meant was…" Kagome paused. "Well, back before, when I was… you know… alive?" A slightly sadder smile turned her lips. "When I was a miko for my village?"
The other nodded silently.
"I was trained to recognise illnesses and to treat them." She quickly added, "Not that pregnancy is an illness or anything, but…" Kagome cleared her throat. "Yeah. A lot of the times, when Kikyou-sama delivered a baby, I was there to help." She shrugged. "I've just become used to the signs." She grinned in good nature. "I doubt Miroku would be able to tell anything in the first few weeks."
Curious, Sango leaned in. "What signs?"
The miko shrugged again. "Well, usually, when a woman knows she's pregnant, she rubs her stomach a lot." She pointed to the other. "Like you're doing now."
A small smile turned Sango's lips as she blushed slightly. "I guess I have been doing that a lot… It's just so…" She broke off.
"Exciting?" Kagome nodded. "Yeah, I guess. There's just something with knowing there's a baby growing inside of you…" In a sudden air of maternal sadness, she drifted off. She sighed. 'I'll never get to feel that happiness…' The spirit shook her head and glanced back towards Sango. "And, even though they're not as constant as they will be, you've had a few mood swings."
Sango nodded.
The miko paused and frowned. "You… want the child, don't you?"
Blinking in surprise, the woman stared at her. "Of course I do!"
"Then… what's your problem?"
This question brought a sudden wave of tension in Sango. She needed to say just one word: "Naraku."
Kagome winced. "Right. Naraku." A frown marred her face as her thoughts turned to the newly cursed Miroku. The miko concentrated, sorting through her vast knowledge of curses and how to counter them. However, she came up empty. "I really don't know how to lift his curse… other than by killing Naraku."
The woman closed her eyes sadly. "I thought you'd say that." She looked up. "But… do you think… that…" She looked down at the tiny, almost insignificant bulge of her stomach.
The miko sighed. "There's nothing you have to worry about now." She glanced at Sango and smiled in a false show of calmness. As a priestess and guardian, she'd learned how to school her face. Although she didn't like to do it, the talent did prove to be useful. "The curse may be hereditary, but… the child won't be born with it." Kagome struggled with her next words. "What I mean is…"
"He - or she- will get the wind tunnel when Miroku dies." Sango's voice was quiet and laced with pain.
Kagome nodded sadly.
The woman looked up. "But… that won't happen right?" A faint sign of waning hope shone in her eyes.
"We'll defeat Naraku." A sudden, fierce determined light entered Kagome's eyes. "I promise you. We'll defeat him." If she could have, she would have grasped Sango's hands, but she couldn't. So, she settled to put all of her emotion into words rather than actions.
Sango, however, wasn't as convinced. "Will we?" Her eyes became slightly unfocused.
There was momentary paused in the conversation, and Kagome struggled to bring the mood to a lighter area. "Well… ahh…"
Her friend seemed to shake herself awake. A slightly embarrassed smile brightened her expression. "Sorry about that." She looked around the garden, obviously looking for a way to change the subject. "So… Doesn't it get lonely in here?"
Kagome half-shrugged. "I never really had too many friends in the village, but," she sighed, "I did get lonely, I guess." A brief smile graced her face, "But then Inuyasha broke through the seal, and now I've got some people to talk to." However, her own unexpected mention of the hanyou brought a few more painful thoughts into her mind, and she hastily pushed them away.
Sango bit her lip and tentatively stepped into dangerous waters. "I saw him banging at the door."
Almost immediately, the miko stiffened. "Did you?" Her tone had dropped several degrees in warmth as it took on a more guarded tone.
"Why didn't you let him in?" She countered Kagome's play for more time with a question. "You let me in."
Kagome didn't reply for a minute. She almost considered lying, but reminded herself that Sango had been truthful to her. "I guess…" She paused, and her voice shrank. "I realised something yesterday." She stopped and corrected herself. "I guess I'd always known, somehow, but it just never really sank in."
All the while, she'd been skirting around just what she'd realised, but Sango thought she might have had a clue. Suddenly, the hanyou's sullen and withdrawn mood when he'd returned to his mansion made a lot more sense.
But, she kept silent.
"And… I… I think I'm afraid." The miko voiced her thoughts for the first time. "I afraid of what's going to- what might happen."
Sango looked at her sympathetically and thought that, perhaps, Kagome's predicament was equal to her own. "Just what did you realise?" She gave her friend the choice to tell of her own discretion.
Kagome took in a deep breath and realised, it probably would be best to tell Sango. After all, who else was there? Not Miroku, and certainly not the hanyou himself. "I think I…" She sighed before mumbling something.
Her friend laughed lightly. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, Kagome." Her expression grew serious. "But just remember- we're friends, right?"
The miko nodded.
"And you trust me, right?"
She nodded again.
"Then always remember that I'll always be here for you."
Kagome smiled sadly. "Not always. 'Always' is too long. Don't make promises that involve the word 'always'. You can't ever keep them."
Sango sighed at her friend's theological mood. "You know what I mean." She smiled. "I'll be here whenever I can."
"I guess so." In a sudden rush, almost like water breaking through a dam, Kagome spilled her secret. "I think I'm in love."
There was slight pause in sound. Sango kept back a grin, managing to keep her face straight.
The miko sighed. "That sounded cheesier than I thought it would."
The magenta-eyed woman played for more time, wanting to hear everything from Kagome's lips. "Who's the lucky guy?"
However, although her tone and question had obviously been light, the spirit looked up sharply, her mouth in a sudden line. "I think that's kind of obvious." She flinched at her own tone and softened. "Sorry. I'm just kind of… nervous."
"Yeah. Nervous… anxious… " Sango's tone was deliberately forced and light, and she decided not to press too much for the moment. "I'm just going to say one more thing: I think he'd like to know how you feel." When Kagome opened her mouth, she raised her hands. "That's it." She checked her watch. "And now, I'm going to check up on Miroku." She stood, thinking hard.
The expression on Kaogme's face when she'd snapped had been… so unlike the girl she'd gotten to know so far. It was different from her character, and yet, strangely fitted the girl. It reminded Sango that Kagome still had so many secrets of her own. She'd existed for so long with no companionship, that perhaps, she was still struggling with showing more than she dared to others.
The spirit stood up with her. "Did I offend you?" Her voice was soft, apoligetic.
Sango looked back. "No." She bowed her head. "I've just got a lot to think about now."
The two walked to the heavy wooden doors, and Kagome broke the barrier. As Sango left through the double doors, the miko sought to offer a last piece of advice. "Miroku would like to know." And with that, she slowly closed the doors.
This time, however, she didn't renew the seal.
No.
The talk with Sango had made her realise something.
Although she had participated in the conversation, her mind had been elsewhere.
She'd done some thinking, and she'd finally come up with an answer as to what she'd do. Kagome's mouth set itself into a line as the decision sunk in.
There were bigger things at stake here than her own happiness.
Inuyasha grunted as he lifted the heavy bookcase.
"What- The- Hell- Is- This-… This- Thing- Made- Of?"
With another strong heave, the hanyou finally straightened bookshelf… only to watch it topple in the opposite direction. Thankfully enough, the opposite direction happened to contain a wall, which prevented the shelf from crashing to the floor a second time.
It was one of the few that had remained in one piece after the destruction. The books and scrolls that had been shredded beyond saving had all been shoved into a corner. However, those that seemed to be in a better condition had been put into a careful pile near the centre of the room.
He stood up, wiping his brow.
Inuyasha had been up to cleaning the room for a good half-hour and more. So far, he'd gotten through the weaponry and was halfway finished with the book room. Now that the last shelf had been righted, all that remained was sorting more carefully through the books, and sweeping the area- tasks that the half-demon was not looking forward to.
Just then, his ears caught the sound of the outer doors sliding open and footsteps. The half-demon turned just in time to watch as the door to the central chamber opened- and Higurashi-san stopped dead in the middle of the entrance, his broom clattering to the floor.
His eyes wide, the old priest's eyes swept over the damage scene, his face draining of colour. His jaw went slack, but when he caught sight of the somewhat guilty looking Inuyasha, his left arm came up, a shaking finger pointing at him.
"Yooouu!" The word came out stretched and unnaturally high. "What did you do?"
Inuyasha raised his hands and blinked. "I didn't do anything." He looked around, realising that it really didn't look good. "Really."
"This is all that is left of Izayoi-sama's legacy, and it's almost in ruins!" Higurashi's pupils contracted as he saw the pile of scrolls. He hurried towards them. "The scrolls!" His tone was raising. "Hundreds of years worth of scrolls!" His hand grabbed a few shreds of paper. "Destroyed!" The old man turned to face Inuyasha. "If this wasn't you, then who was it?"
He tossed the confetti over the half-demon's head.
Inuyasha stared at him before opening his mouth. He chose to speak slowly. Not only would that allow the old man more thought processing time, it would also let Inuyasha himself choose his words carefully. "Well… you see, there was this bad demon, and he kind of came in and… broke everything."
Perhaps speaking as though he were confronting an angry toddler hadn't been the best method, but the words seemed to have their effect on Higurashi. "A demon?" His voice shook. "A demon did this?"
Before he could make another accusation, Inuyaha hurriedly added, "Yeah. A full-blooded demon."
"How dare they." The shock abruptly left the elder's face, to be replaced by a burning anger. "They had no right! This house is protected by an ancient spell- the demon couldn't have gotten in!"
The hanyou stared at him. "Whoa, hey. An ancient spell, you say?"
"Of course!" Higurashi waved his hands. "This house rests on sacred ground! It was blessed by a priestess hundreds of years ago!"
Inuyasha blinked, trying to make sense of the information, but came up blank. "Maybe the spell wore away. Or Naraku broke it." He frowned. It wasn't easy to break the spell of a priestess- no matter how ancient it was. Perhaps Naraku really as more powerful than he'd guessed.
The old man stared. "'Naraku'? Is he the one responsible for this?"
"Yeah… yeah." The half-demon nodded absently. "That' s the one." He began rubbing canine against lip again. After a few seconds of silence, Inuyasha suddenly looked up as another person appeared in the doorway.
A tired, sleep-deprived Miroku appeared in the doorway. He hadn't changed out of his clothes from yesterday, and his hair was slightly dishevelled.
Inuyasha stared at him in surprise.
The monk bowed, stifling a yawn. "Good morning, Inuyasha, Higurashi-san." As a response to the hanyou's questioning look, he slimed tiredly. "I did a lot of thinking last night and…" He looked at his right hand, the smile becoming somewhat strained. "Maybe the curse isn't so bad."
"Maybe it isn't so bad?" The half-demon echoed his words. "Are you sure about that?"
Miroku shrugged. "I looked for the positive side, and after all, isn't it a weapon?" He rubbed the light blue beads. "Naraku may have given me a curse, but I might be able to use it to my advantage."
At this news, Higurashi stared some more. "You…? A curse?" He sat down heavily onto the floor. "Just what's going on?"
But then, any answer that may have come was interrupted as somebody else burst into the room.
Sango looked around, puzzled. "Ah… good morning everybody."
Higurashi nodded absently. "Good morning."
Her eyes fell on her boyfriend. "Miroku! I was looking for you, and your door was open!" She scowled at him. "I was worried! What if something'd happened to you? What if you'd done something stupid?" Her eyes filled with tears. "You know how you do stupid things!"
The man, momentarily stunned by her sudden mood swing, hurried over to her, stumbling in his haste. "Don't cry. I just got a cup of coffee." A brief look of hurt indignation flashed across his face. "And what do you mean 'how I do stupid things?'"
Sango brushed it aside, turning to the slightly bored hanyou. The tears had almost magically disappeared. "Inuyasha. I need to borrow your car."
The hanyou stared at her along with a surprised Miroku. "Why?"
"I'm going into the city to get some things." The woman paused. "My… equipment."
Inuyasha looked at her without recognition before it dawned.
Her extermination equipment.
"Oh. Right. All right. Sure." He searched the pockets of his pants (the same pair he'd worn yesterday) and tossed the keys to her.
"Thanks."
Just when she had almost left the room, Miroku called to her. "Wait."
She stopped and looked back. "What?" She looked at him with a look of slight apprehension.
He didn't pause to wonder about that, but instead, moved on. "I'm coming with you."
"Oh." The woman frowned briefly before a slightly uncertain and nervous smile spread across her face. "Sure. I… have to tell you something anyway."
Miroku looked at her before a smile spread across his face. "Is it a surprise?"
"You could…" Sango swallowed, her expression becoming somewhat strained. "You could call it that."
Inuyasha walked over to them, his face set seriously. "Do me a favour."
Grateful for the distraction, Sango looked at him. "Yeah?"
"Go to Sesshoumaru." The half-demon made no effort to blemish his brother's name. He dug into his pocket and drew out a wrinkled sheet of paper. "Here's his number." Inuyasha stared determinedly at his friends. "Bring him here."
Startled by the half-demon request, it took a while before Miroku slowly took the piece of paper. "You want him here? In your mother's house?"
"Yeah." The hanyou didn't say anything else, and turned to look at Higurashi. "You, go to your house, or where ever it is that you live, and stay there." His face was set as he gave out the order. "Things are going to get a lot messier than this."
"And… what are you going to do?" Sango's slightly uncertain question made Inuyaha look north.
His golden eyes were hard.
"I have something to do."
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-- White Dloud
You probably don't even remember your question, do you? -.-;; Well, it was something along the lines of how Kagome was going to deal with her feelings: Find out in chapter 17!
-- sapphire pink
You asked about my (now not very) new mouse. It's neither laser nor cordless. But it's very good… although the scroller isn't compatible with my computer… -.-;; And how does Naraku know Sango's pregnant? Well, I'm assuming that he has better senses than humans, like any other demon, and he can sense (smell) that she's pregnant. Although, how he can get past his own stink is beyond me…
-- LuminescentWings0127
Re: Ok, well, I won't say I'm not mad, cause I am, but I suppose you do have a reason for this. Now, why am I mad? I'm mad because Kagome is becoming the personage of Inuyasha. I mean it seems like Kagome, Kouga, Inuyasha love triangle thing is WAY too much like Kikyo's and Inu's and Kags. Also, I'm not too happy with the fact that KOUGA is the one you paired her up with, but oh well, cant do much about that now can I? Though I'd like to say smething before you go and either go and do it or throw it out the door. Now, Kag needs to find her body right? Well, I think that Inuyasha should find it, its just more dramatic that way... Anyhow, my cousins gonna be here so I gotta go. Pleas think about that and no this is not a flame. (Just in case you thought it was)
Answer: Kind of, not really. I suppose it is a little like that, but this story is somewhat based on parallels with the series. Of course, Kagome isn't Inuyasha, and obviously, the end effect will be different. And- If not Kouga, then who else? I doubt that bringing in an original character would have had the effect Kouga had on the readers, and an anybody else in the series would just be so… un-dramatic, no? ;) Ah. Inuyasha find body? I'm not letting you in my secret just yet… XD
-- Kibo
Re: I bought the boxed set... one of the best characters is introduced in "The Grey King", and "Silver on the Tree", the last one, is by far the best... so if you can track them down somewhere, it's a worthy purchase! Haha... guess I ranted a little that night, ne? Hey, like I said, typos are an affliction we all live with! So, how do these two end up together? Cuz I know Inu's not going to be satisfied with a ghost!
Answer: Oh. What a coincidence! I just finished reading 'The Grey King'. Yes, I guess you're talking about Bran, no? He is pretty cool- I had no idea this series was going to have Arthurian ties. (-.-;;) I'm looking for the last book… D Of course he won't be satisfied with a ghost… but how's he going to get the girl?
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Many Thanks To:
Samieko
NordicaVB
humble bumble
remix69-er (Ranma1/2! D)
hanyou-elf (I've kind of… broken my good updating record, haven't I? -.-;;)
Elfin Kagome
ChAnDrA16 (fluff later… promise)
Fiery Demon Fox
Izayoi (Is there no way to save the baby? Perhaps there is)
SkyWolf
ever free
Sarcasm Girl8
Mental Monkey (Yes, well, I light angst.)
ebony
lady lilacks
Jalison
silentstarlight
cool-chick-rae
Saffire Kiss
Bubbles ())
Master of Disaster (nice name)
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Ah, so I skimped on some of the reviews… -.-;;
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--Such a long wait!
Gomen Nasai!
I really am. Maybe now, I'll be able to get my schedule back? Well, I'm hoping that the next chapter will come at a more regular interval… Keep in mind: that if my updates aren't coming, there's usually a reasonable reason (excuse) on my bio. )
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Zhong Qiu Jie (Hao)!
::sigh:: is really screwing with my formatting...
Ah. There go my parents.
I'm breaking 'curfew'.
Till next time…
Ja!--