Chapter 3- Reunions

Miroku stared at the pair in front of him. 'That demon looks exactly like Inuyasha! How is this possible?' Miroku looked over at the hanyou he had come to call his friend and was surprised to see him staring at the pair with his mouth hanging open.

Miroku focused back on the demon. The human girl that accompanied the demon broke the tense silence. "Miroku, long time no see! How have you been? I see you have made some friends."

Miroku jumped at the voice. 'Do I know this girl? She sound somewhat familiar . . .' Sango, thinking that this was a girl that had been enthralled with Miroku's womanizing abilities, began to stiffen and close her emotions off.

The girl stepped forward, ignoring the growl coming from the demon behind her. "You don't recognize me, do you?" she asked. Miroku felt guilty for not recognizing her.

He shook his head. "No, I am sorry. You sound a little familiar, but I do not recall why."

The girl nodded, her eyes filling up with tears. "I had hoped that you would still know me, but I can't blame you. It has been, what . . . six years? I guess I have changed a bit."

Miroku looked at her confused. The girl turned her gaze to Inuyasha. "Now you, hanyou." She waited until the hanyou looked at her, seemingly snapped out of his stupor by the girl's voice.

"Why is it that you look so much like my friend?" she was very blunt. Her manner of handling things struck a chord somewhere deep inside of Miroku. 'Where do I know her from!' He berated himself for his lack of memory.

The demon behind the blunt girl jumped and landed in front of Inuyasha. He didn't flinch and watched silently as the demon took a huge whiff of the hanyou. The demon's eyes opened wide and he said, "Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha was similarly affected once he had taken in the scent of the demon. "Inuchien?" The demon got over his surprise and started to laugh, a huge smile breaking out over his face.

Inuyasha stood still for a moment before smiling too and pulling the demon into a hug. To the surprise of the spectators, the demon hugged back. Once they had separated, the girl, in her blunt way, asked the two, "What the hell is going on?"

Inuyasha turned to the girl and eyed her body. He whispered something to the demon, who blushed furiously and started sputtering. Inuyasha laughed and went over to the girl.

The girl stepped back warily, but refused to run. Inuyasha eyed her up and down, intending to intimidate her. Suddenly he stuck out his hand and said, "Hello, I am Inuyasha. These are my friends Kagome, Sango, Kirara, Shippo, and the last one you know. Pleased to meet you."

Miroku stared in shock. Kagome and Sango were in a similar condition. What was going on with Inuyasha? He was acting totally out of character.

The girl, getting over her initial shock, grasped Inuyasha's hand firmly and shook it. "Hello, I am Miyako. It seems that you already know my friend, Inuchien."

Miroku, upon hearing her name, grew pale. 'Miyako! It can't be . . . no! Impossible.' Miroku fell to his knees, his eyes never leaving the girl.

Sango, noticing the monk's condition, cried out suddenly. "Miroku! What happened?"

She rushed over to him to try and help him. Inuyasha ran over too, checking the monk for any injuries. Miyako stared at him, unable to move. His gaze locked with hers and eternity stopped.

"Miyako . . . is it really you?" Miroku softly spat out. Miyako smiled, taking a light, joking tone.

"Of course not!" Miroku stared at her. She stared back. "I thought you, of all people, would avoid asking stupid questions like that! Jeez, I thought I knew you better!"

She walked closer, eyes watering. "Do you remember me now?" Instead of answering her, Miroku wrapped his arms around her small frame and pulled her into a hug, not unlike Inuchien and Inuyasha did.

"Oh, how I have missed you! You have no idea how much I missed you." Miroku was on the verge of crying, but used his entire monk training to keep his tears in. Miyako was not so lucky, however. The tears were already rolling down her face.

Inuyasha stepped back to talk with Inuchien while the rest of Inuyasha's group huddled by a tree. Sango and Kagome were completely lost at this point. Upon meeting this pair, everything had turned upside down.

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After some time, night had fallen and the whole group settled down in front of a roaring fire. Introductions were made again and they sat silently eating their dinner.

The dishes were put away for later and Kagome stood up. "Now that we have eaten and all that, I propose we girls find a hot spring and take a bath!"

Inuyasha growled, "Kagome, this is NOT the time to be worried about a bath! After questions are answered, I will take you to the hot spring!"

Kagome pouted, but sat down without making too much of a fuss. Inuchien and Miyako watched the exchange with amusement. Inuchien thought of a perfect way to get Inuyasha back for earlier.

He whispered in Inuyasha's ear, "So, it looks like you have finally chosen a mate. Nice choice."

Inuyasha exploded in a red that outdid his haori. He started sputtering and finally settled for his customary 'Keh!'

Miyako took control again and started the questions. "How do you know Inuchien?" The question was directed at Inuyasha, but Inuchien answered instead.

"We are twin brothers."

The short blunt reply left the group open-mouthed and staring. Kagome spoke up next. "Then, how come you look the same age as Inuyasha? He was pinned to the tree for fifty years. Surely that would have changed some looks."

Inuyasha thought for a second, collecting his thoughts before answering. "I believe it has something to do with the connection between us. The fact that was are twins may have linked us in some way so that when I got pinned, Inuchien fell under the same spell."

Miroku nodded. "That sound like a possible explanation. Now, I bet you all are wondering about Miyako and I."

Sango nodded and sat up straighter. She prepared herself for the worst, but was shocked at the reply Miroku gave.

"Miyako is my younger sister. We were separated when we were young." Miroku paused. "Do you want to continue Miyako?"

Miyako nodded. "When our father was killed by his curse, Miroku ran back to protect me from getting sucked in. He placed me behind a boulder and ran off to get our mother. When the wind stopped finally, I looked out and found nobody. I yelled for our mother and for Miroku, but no one answered. I believed that they had gotten killed, sucked into the wind tunnel so I left."

Miroku continued. "After I left Miyako behind the boulder, I ran to get our mother. I ran out in time to see her sucked into the tunnel. Knowing that I was too late, I tried to run back to Miyako. However, I did not see the other boulder hurtling through the air until it hit me and knocked me unconscious. I was thrown quite far away, which is why Miyako never saw me. When I regained consciousness, I looked for Miyako and believed that she had also been sucked up, despite my efforts to keep her safe."

"Does anyone have any other questions?" Miyako asked. The group was silent, absorbing the vast amounts of information they had just received. Sango stared into the distance, running Miroku's story through her head.

A thought edged its way into her mind without her expecting it. 'Thank goodness she was not romantically involved with him. I still have a chance.' Sango snapped out of her musing. 'Where did that come from? Holy Lord, have I fallen for him?'

Kagome stood up again and walked over to Inuyasha. "Okay, story time is over. Bath now."

Inuyasha grumbled. "Keh! No fucking way, wench!"

Kagome narrowed her eyes. "Innnuuuyyyaaasssshhhaaaa . . ." she began.

Inuyasha's eyes opened wide and he quickly stood up. "Get going already if you want to be back before sunrise." Kagome smiled and turned to Sango.

"Will you accompany me Sango?" Sango smiled and nodded. "How about you Miyako? Do you want to come?" Kagome directed her attention to Miroku's sister.

Miyako was surprised that she was invited. She accepted the offer and the girls went walking toward the hot spring. The boys shook their heads and sat down to await their return.

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