Stars In Her Eyes

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha

Sango's robe had come undone completely and Miroku actually blushed once he noticed. When the maid had walked in he honestly had no idea what to do. He finally got up and tried to help Sango up off the floor once the maid left. Sango however had other plans. . .

Sango fainted. She never faints. What is wrong with her? Realizing something was wrong Miroku picked her up. She was hot with fever.

Panicking, he left Sango lying on the bed and ran out the door. The maid had gone to the next room and her cart was just out side the door. Miroku plowed into the cart and then the maid in his hast to get Sango help. Miroku, the maid and the cart toppled over and cleaning supplies rained down on them.

He stuttered out an apology, "I'm really sorry about knocking you over, but my um . . . friend is running a really high fever. I need a doctor as soon as possible. I also need the manager of the hotel."

He had changed, once the maid had left. She did as requested and only half an hour later a doctor was ushered into Sango's room while Miroku was led to the manager's office...

When he walked in, the manager was pacing in her office. Her hair was in disarray and she had obviously just been woken up. After seeing Miroku in the door way, she stopped in her tracks and just looked at him.

"What the hell is wrong with the rooms and garden!" Miroku narrowed his eyes. Sango is running a fever and last night I couldn't control my body! "I hope you tell me what's going on, or I will sue."

Oh dear god, its happening again! The manager thought frantically, Mr. Miroku deserves to know. She invited him to sit down in a chair. She paused hesitantly and finally gave up some information.

"There is a legend that lurks around your rooms, as well as the private garden. I only know the facts and of certain accounts from people who met certain . . . I guess you could say is criteria. From all the research I have done I know of some of the history involved. I've even read personal entries of the parties involved."

Miroku nodded his head for her to continue.

"They must be male and female and know each other. They must have feelings for each other that they try to hide. And sadly, there must be a sense of betrayal felt by the female."

Miroku opened his mouth to comment when she held up her hand to stop him.

"What I meant in betrayal is that at one point the male committed some form of betrayal against the female and she found out. It's usually in the form of cheating or lying about something extremely important."

She pauses for a breath, but before she could begin again, they heard Sango cry out.

Miroku jumped out of his seat and ran as if his life depended on it. The manager was hot on his heals.

He threw open the door to Sango's room and nearly had a heart attack. The silver forms were everywhere. He looked at Sango whose eyes were wide open. He heard a gasp of the manager just behind him.

"You both see them right?" He asked as well as demanded. Only Sango replied with a yes. "Sango are you alright?"

She was tilting away from a silvery form that made its way to her. Miroku stepped forward and he felt the immediate pull he had felt last night. He faintly heard a clock chime. The pull became harder to resist.

With each step he took colors changed and became darker as night fell. The silvery forms took on color as well as becoming solid. The form hovering over Sango resembled an old man in a bright red shirt and black pants. A silver dragon decorated the back of the shirt.

"Get away from Sango now!"

"Miroku" Sango practically yelled as she scrambled away from the old man. She hid behind Miroku and she peeked out.

The look on the old man's face however, stopped Sango's panic. His face seemed really familiar . . .

To Be Continued . . .