SO: short chapter....weird chapter...um... my chapter... what else?

KO: U noe ur chapters rock SO. Don't bother to argue or I'd be happy to pull out my secret weapon of minimal destruction.

SO: heheheh....put that away...it doesn't work on chapters anyway...and if it did that'd be great...

KO: awww (puts away felt marker) :(

SO: (sighs) any-a-ways, finally! The plot unfolds mwahaha!!!
KO: on with the show, this is it...
SO: u know, I was expecting u to say something like "it ain't THAT exciting" or something instead of that...

KO: I got bored of being cynic, I'm listening to good music...but seriously it isn't evil laugh worthy. Save that for my chapters! Just kidding, u noe I luv urs more. On with the plot :D
BOTH: (evil laugh)

(5 mins later)

SO: okay...sorry...being serious now... (ahem)

KO: (doodles on SO's face and runs away) and thatz all for now, gotta run! :D

SO: ah!!! now excuse me and read chapter 3 while I go kill my co-writer (runs after KO with a copy of Inu's sword)

KO's Disclaimer: we don't own Inu, but we do own lots of felt markers if u don't review, mwahaha!

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Chapter 3

Advice from Friends

If you don't know, Bankotsu works as a representative for his company. So he's constantly traveling around Japan for days at a time. Now as you can probably guess, he's on one of those business trips that he's constantly on. So I'm home alone.

It gets very boring; being alone in an empty home with the only sound is the clock ticking the seconds away. Tic-tock, tic-tock. One more time and I think I'll be sick. I needed something to do. It was driving me crazy!

I paced the room at least fifty times before giving up. Listening to music didn't help, and neither did reading. It was odd to think, that when I used to stay home all alone when I was a kid. What made a difference now? Maybe a walk in the park would help.

It wasn't to hot, not to cold. I walked along the path where teens rode their bikes. Smaller kids were being pushed on the swings by parents. I couldn't help but smile would I be one of those parents telling my children to stay safe on the playground or to look both ways before crossing the street? It reminded me of Kohaku. But I knew he wasn't the baby brother I used to tuck in at night. He was in university, halfway around the world. He needed a life away from home.

I eventually stopped to rest on a park bench along the path. The couples passed by, some holding hands, some talking. Others passed by alone or with siblings. One particular couple caught my eye. They looked somewhat familiar. The man had long black hair. He had a half scowl on his features, as if he really didn't want to be here. The woman he was with, I assumed was his wife, also had raven locks that fell to her mid-back. She had a soft and kind look on her face. She was pushing a stroller with a baby dressed in pink that couldn't be more than five or six months old.

I watched them pass me by, and the husband looked back at me and whispered into his wife's ear, "Let's go. This wench is staring at us."

And then it hit me. I only knew one person who used the word 'wench'. And I knew exactly how to counter it. "Say that to my face, Dog-Boy!" I yelled to his back.

He stopped abruptly in his tracks and whirled around, his violet eyes glaring into mine. He marched up to my face and stared without blinking. I did the same. "I said, stop staring...wench," he spoke clear and slow just in case I asked again.

The wife pushed the stroller back and rested her hand on his shoulder. "Inuyasha, let's go," she pleaded, and tugged on his sleeve.

If that was the same Inu I knew in school, then the girl was only one distinct person. He glared at me once more and emitted a soft growl before stepping away. "Kagome?" I asked to the woman.

She turned upon hearing her name. We looked at one another in silence. I'm guessing Kagome was pondering how I knew her name or trying to figure out who I was. After a minute or two, she opened her mouth, "S-Sango?"

I was happy she remembered me. And she grinned back. We both screamed in happiness and we hugged each other. Inuyasha just stared at us like we were crazy. Such a him thing to do. "Don't you dare grow up to be like them," he warned the baby.

"Oh, my God! We haven't spoken in years. You look great," Kagome exclaimed.

"You too, you too, judging by your family," I remarked looking towards her child.

We went on like that for some time. And then Inuyasha got tired of standing there, so we picked a nice spot under a shady tree on a small hill. The baby, whose name was Sen, started to cry so Kagome took her away for a walk. That left Inuyasha and me alone.

"So..." he started.

"So..." I repeated.

"I hear you're getting hitched."

""Umhmm," I said without much thought. I never realized how easily I accepted marriage.

Inuyasha gave a soft laugh, "You don't sound to excited." The only thing I could do was shrug. "What? Not the guy you wanted to marry?"

I twirled long strands of my hair between my fingers. I wasn't totally sure how to answer my friend's question. Was I happy marrying Bankotsu? Shouldn't I be ecstatic about sharing a bond with someone I loved? How come I never thought of these things before? My mind buzzed with these types of thoughts until I finally came up with a suitable answer. I turned my head to face him, my eyebrows fully arched and a faint smile on my lips. "I don't know," I replied simply. I didn't know how else to put it.

Inuyasha smiled, "It took you that long to figure out you didn't know? I could have told you that."

Rolling my eyes, I punched him playfully in the arm. "Shut up," was all I could come up with. That was totally lame for me; I was the best at comebacks.

He lay back on the grassy hill, hands behind his head. "If it helps, I wasn't supposed to marry Kagome." This caught my attention. "Weird how I ended up with her actually. Anyway, I was originally supposed to end up with a friend of the family's, Kikyo. I really did like her...well, I was completely hung up anyway. I knew even in high school, she was the one for me. My whole life was planned, and we both knew it. Only thing was, she lived in a different city. We rarely saw each other, but talked constantly over the phone or we'd message one another. Well naturally that she wasn't in town, I was in need of a date for the junior prom. Being the good friend Miroku was, he set me up with one of his former girlfriends; your friend, Kagome. I found it odd when she looked vaguely like my love. They were complete opposites, however. Kikyo was somber, pale and quiet while Kagome was kind, amusing and sociable. The more time I spent around her fun-loving self, the more I seemed to enjoy her company. When I kissed her for the first time...I can't really explain it...it was perfect, the feeling anyway. So perfect, that whenever I saw Kikyo later on, it just wasn't the same. It was no surprise to me; I knew what had happened...I had fallen in love with Kagome Higurashi...more so than Kikyo. When I told Kikyo the news, she seemed to take it quite well. So I thought anyway; I haven't heard from her to this day. Funny how plans never work out."

I took in every word Inuyasha said. I was sure that his story had some hidden meaning to it. I couldn't find it though. It was probably because I was just way too tired. "Yeah..." I answered after awhile.

"Anyway, whatever decision you make in the end, whether or not you marry this Ohama guy that Miroku told me about, I'm sure you'll be happy," he said gazing into the distance.

We were in silence once again. This time, I broke it. "It seems Miroku still tells you a lot."

"I guess. I assume he tells you more, though. You seem pretty attached to him."

- 3rd Person's P.O.V. -

"You bet I am. There are no secrets from each other. Miroku's a great person and..." Sango continued on, ranting about her best friend. She was completely lost in her own world.

Inuyasha's features had on a half-smile, half-smirk. She was in love. In love with Ohama, but also with Miroku...as more than just a friend. Only thing was, she was oblivious to her real feelings. Well, it all came down to her decision in the end...but he'd have to wait awhile and see.

- Normal P.O.V. (Sango) -

I never actually realized how long I can talk about guys. Especially Miroku and Bankotsu. More so Miro, though, because I was still talking when Kagome came back. She figures out what I was ranting about. I doubt that was hard, though, considering I said his name every other sentence. All the did was look at each other and smirk. I didn't think too much about it. But I did know that I probably talked all about my best friend for the next hour.

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SO: (sighs) I give! I give! (wipes marker off face)
KO: score! :D
SO: okay, let's talk about the story and less about markers, shall we?

KO: Well folks, get ready for my next chapter (cracks knuckles) guess that means I'll have to write, eh SO?
SO: yes...thatz right...thatz good...now I can sleep -.-

KO: okay! Have fun! (doodles on face again and runs away with marker, pen and paper) BYEEEEE REVIEWERS!!! :D

SO: must not get mad...must not snap...must not kill co-author...AH! DIE!!! .

Preview for Ch. 4
Target! Koharu!

Upon a what seemed like normal day, as in my darling Koharu planning further more our final wedding plans, her long lost sister appears after so many years. That's where things went wrong.

"Koharu, your sister is..."