Shinju: AAAHHH! Sorry that this update took so long!
Sango: I laugh at your shame.
Shinju: SHUT UP!
Sango: Here you go!
Hiei: ShinjuJaganshi doesn't own any thing whatsoever.
"What are you…?" whispered Sango in awe as she stared at the other girl.
I…I'm part fox…part fire with…just a little bit of ice mixed in. Enough to solidify my tears. That is why Naraku killed my sister. Her black tears are rare, and can be used to create impenetrable barriers. She would…she wouldn't cry for him… Until…he hit her mate…she screamed and cried…when she cried…her mate turned out to be part ice part fire…Naraku worked himself into a frenzy…and…that monster…killed them. Whispered Cho, her voice strangled with held back tears. Sango bit her lip. And she thought that her life was bad.
How did you die? Asked Sango, aware of how rude it sounded, but she felt like she just had to know.
We're here. Get off. Said Cho, changing the subject yet again. Sango looked at the village before them. It was small, but children danced and laughed, skipping around a person.
Miroku…whispered Cho, her eyes filling with tears. She quickly wiped them away.
One little girl wasn't laughing much at all though. In fact, she looked like this was the first time in a long time that she had smiled at all. She had two little pigtails, and her dress was black.
That's Satsuki. She can help you. But we cannot let Miroku see us…Go to that little house right over there. Tell the woman inside that the demon girl sent you. Or Sango. Have her get Satsuki. And tell her to take us to the ice cave. Hissed Cho, urgency in her voice.
Sango took a deep breath and walked forward. She kept a straight and steady path to the house. Before she could knock, an old woman stepped out.
"Get in! Do you want him to see you?" hissed the woman, pulling them inside.
"You…you know who I am?"
"Of course! Sango always had a fairly predictable mind."
I do not.
"Now pay me my fee girl."