…….(ducks in cover)…… I'M SORRY! (yelps and dodges dagger) My computer messed up so I had to de-frag it! That means it took away Windows Office, which had Word on it. I still had the demo, but what's the point of a demo if you can't even type on it! And ok so maybe my grades weren't that good either… I failed math (ducks calculator) and A.P.W.H. (ducks textbook) ….. I love you guys too….

Anyway, I hope you all got my note, I'm gonna leave it up for a little longer so you all know I have a valid excuse… So, if one day you click on my link if I'm on your favorites list, and it doesn't take you to this story, just search the story and click the last chapter!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter! I'm gonna try and start introducing more drama into their already complicated lives… hee hee. I know I'm evil… I'm gonna do an entire chapter for each character starting with Miroku, then Sango, then Inuyasha, and last but not least Kagome! Onwards!

P.S.- this means past and this ( ) means thoughts or change in something

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Title: A New Life (like it?)

Author: Purified Arrow

Chapter: Seven

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The pain in his arm started a few days ago. He flexed his right hand trying to get the blood pumping, to relieve the pain. The aging man sighed, sitting down on the grass, legs crossed and head bowed in thought. At this rate, he'd never find him.

The wind blew across the meadow in powerful gusts, startling the birds and other animals. His thoughts ran from Him, to his family, to himself. The man raised himself to his feet gracefully, and trudged back to his home.

"Papa!" was all the warning he got before being pummeled by this small body, sending them both to the ground.

"I got you demon!" the boy yelled giggling, taping a piece of paper to the man's forehead. The man pretended to gurgle then faint as the young boy jumped up in victory.

"Welcome home papa!" said the young boy, getting off the motionless man. The man didn't get up. He was completely still.

"…Papa?" said the boy uncertainly, inching closer. "Papa, are you- EEK!" shrieked the boy in surprise as the man sat up and grabbed him, twirling him around.

"I've got you now!" hollered the old man, while the young boy giggled and gasped as the man's fingers worked wonders on his stomach. The boy squirmed out of his grasp and ran away laughing.

"I'm going to get you!" yelled the man tauntingly, getting up and chasing after him. "I'm going to find you Miroku!"

Miroku deposited his keys on the kitchen table and slumped into one of the chairs, covering his face with a hand and sighing. Work had been hard that day, one patient after the other. He used to be fascinated with the creation of human life, but now he wished the little buggers could wait to be born.

He locked the door and windows before heading downstairs into the basement, dropping his fake glasses on a stool. Taking off his work wear he changed into his home wear, which consisted of purple and black robes with plain straw sandals. He quickly replaced his work beads with the stronger beads he kept safe at home, on his gloved hand. He kneeled in front of a small mantel with a miniature statue of Buddha and other small trinkets and clasped both hands together.

He lay there for several minutes, not even twitching. When his half-hour had been up, he stood, bowed, and quickly got changed back into his regular cloths. This is what Miroku does everyday after work.

(Next Day)

"Ok, on my count! One, two, three, push!" called Miroku, his hands out, touching the very tip of the newborn-to-be's head. The woman screamed loudly and strained.

"Stop! Stop pushing now!" Miroku called quickly as the baby's head fell into his hands. Miroku shifted his hands slowly and pulled the baby's shoulders out, next came the abdomen and then the feet.

"Clamp," Miroku said, holding out his hand. He took the clamp and put it on the umbilical cord, smiling as the baby started to whine and scream. Miroku knew this was going to be the only time the parents are going to be happy their baby could scream.

Miroku backed away to let the nurses finish their jobs. Pulling of his gloves, he started towards the exit.

"Doctor Housi! Oh, Doctor Housi! Thank you Doctor, thank you!" cried the woman, kiss her new baby girl on the forehead before the nurse took her away. Miroku smiled, nodded, and waved as he left the room.

"Papa, where are you going?" asked little Miroku, when he saw 'Papa' get up from his dinner tray. The old man smiled weakly.

"I'm going outside for a breath of fresh air, Miroku. You stay here and enjoy your food." The man took a long, hard look at the old drunken monk beside Miroku and the man stiffened and nodded curtly.

"Master, I still don't understand why Pap doesn't have to be here…" said Miroku, looking down at his food. A thick scream of pain jolted them both and Miroku stood up quickly.

"Father!" Miroku screamed, dashing to the door and sliding it open with a shuddering force. There, in the middle of the open field was Miroku's father, screaming in pain his hand stuck upwards to the sky. Something black was slowly engulfing it.

"Father!" Miroku screamed again, running to him as quickly as possible. A fat arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him back tightly, keeping a strong grip on him.

"Let me go Master! I need to – Father!" Miroku screamed, tears starting to well up in his eyes. The old man turned around, hearing Miroku's screams and smiled once more for his son before vanishing forever, leaving a deep hole in the ground and I Miroku's heart.

Too depressing? Oh well, suck it up! Lol, anyways, Sango's up next!

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P.S. – What do you people have against Kikyo? She's a victim too ya know… Not to be mean but she really isn't evil, just reeeeeally misled! Lol just thought I'd mention that! Fell free to object!

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