A/N: Konnichi wa, minna-san::smile: Hope everyone's okay. Alright... so I haven't updated in a LONG time, and you all pretty much probably hate me. o0 Lol. Well, the ones that actually read my stories. :plucks at foil bunny: So... I've been doing homework, and hopefully I'll get some chapters up, if not small ones. --

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FlamingSora: Yay! I'm glad you like it::smiles insanely: Do you know how happy that makes me? Lol! I shall update sooner hopefully... but that's what I always say. ;-; And I will check your stories out. I don't know any of the anime you wrote of, so I will check it out.

Liana Ilia: Well, not too soon... lol. Yay! I'm so glad that you liked this story too! Yay::jumps around: I'm so happy.

YAY! People like this story. This is a lot more reviews than I expected, anyway. Lol... see how much confidence I have in myself...? Lol. Here's the second chapter!

Miroku and Sango kept walking to the hut, the monk deep in thought about what Sango had told him. He was wondering how they would defeat Naraku if he started to activate his kazanna before they reached him. Becoming melancholy quickly, he followed Sango with his head bowed down, eyes focused on his palm with the kazanna.

Sango noticed this change in him quickly, walking past all the villagers and their sales, ignoring their calls of bargains and fresh fruit. Wondering about Miroku, she kept her eyes ahead and then finally looked back at him. They were about halfway there, but she couldn't bear the uncomfortable silence any longer.

"Houshi-sama..." she said slowly, as if thinking her words out carefully. "Houshi-sama, what's wrong?" She asked, stopping so he could catch up to her. She had been a little ways in front of him.

"Eh?" He asked, snapping out of his reverie. "Ah, Lady Sango, I'm sorry. I'm just... thinking about things." He told her with a small smile. 'So much that conceals that...' she thought with a little bit of surprise, wondering why she felt such compassion for the houshi all of a sudden. He watched her expression, which changed from surprised, then to amusement.

She looked at him quietly, fully stopping now. "Houshi-sama." She said seriously, grabbing his shoulders in an attempt to stop him as well. It worked. "Please tell me what's wrong. Don't hide things from me."

He looked at her and sighed. "Lady Sango, who are you to tell me this? You don't open up much either." He told her, and pulled away from her, continuing to walk. "Come on, don't be left behind." He called over his shoulder, and she followed numbly.

'How... I... can't deny that.' She thought, her head bowed in a sort of shame. She followed him quietly, the silence now slightly strained. She sighed, catching up with Miroku. "Houshi-sama." She said, striding along with him. He turned to look at her again, his expression still depressed.

She looked into his eyes, wondering why he was so sad and then remembering that she had told him of his death. She sighed, then continued. "If... if you try open up more to me, then I will try and open up to you, also." She told him, not blinking. He looked slightly... amused? "That... is a promise."

Miroku nodded, smiling once more. "Then keep it, and I'll keep mine." He told her, nodding. They finally made it to Kaede's hut, and they went inside. Inuyasha was sitting up against the wall, his legs crossed like always. Kagome and Kaede were in the middle of the hut, beginning to make dinner.

"Sango-chan, Miroku-sama, we're making dinner!" Kagome called out to the two who just entered. Sango bowed to her and sat down, watching the young miko make the beef stew.

"Nice to see you." Sango told her, looking at her. She took a quick glance at Miroku, who was sitting in the opposite corner, still staring at his palm. She looked back at Kagome, who had an odd expression on her face.

"Umm... yes. It's nice to see you too." She stood up, heading for the door. "I'll be right back, okay?" She told them, and the others nodded silently. Kagome left, the tatami mat door swinging in her leave. The hut was quiet for a few minutes, and then Inuyasha stood.

"Darn it, it's too quiet in here." He mumbled, loud enough for everyone to hear. He left a bit angrier than Kagome had done so, and the mat almost fell off of its hinges. The remaining people stared at the door, and then looked at each other.

"Why are they acting so strange...?" Sango asked no one in particular, looking back at the stew. "Kaede-baasan, do you need help with that?" She kneeled down next to the old miko, watching her stir the soup. The lady nodded and pointed to a knife and vegetables, and Sango started to cut up them up.

"I know not why they act so strangely," the miko said, still stirring the soup. "But it must be for something urgent if they are like that." She stopped and took away some of the foods Sango cut up and added them to the broth.

Miroku looked at Sango, and then looked at Kaede. The old lady said something about getting some things from her garden and asked the two to look over the soup. "Please don't let it go to waste." She added as she left the room quietly. Miroku quickly went over to Sango, who pretended she didn't notice.

"Sango." He said, tapping her shoulder. It was quiet enough that she didn't have to hear him, and the tap was light enough so that she didn't need to have had to feel it. She didn't turn and continued cutting up the things with her back to him.

"Sango." He repeated and tapped her harder, and she turned around, not avoiding it anymore. She sighed a little, blinking.

"Yes, Houshi-sama?" she asked him, and he sat back cross-legged again. He looked a little worried, and he stood up and started to pace. She watched him in a bit of amusement, wondering what he was so worried about. Then she remembered the vision, and stopped feeling so amused as the reality of it hit her.

"Sango... You said that Naraku will be coming soon, ne?" He asked her. She nodded silently. "And then that I warned you about this...?" She nodded again. "Then that means... that all of this... will happen if we don't defeat Naraku."

"Yes."

He nodded, sitting next to her. He was so close, she could feel his body heat radiating from him. She blushed slightly, looking away. "Sango." He said, turning her around. She looked down, determined not to look at his eyes. "Sango, look up at me." She did so.

"We have to prevent this. We just have to." He told her.

"Yes, I know."

A/N: SO LONG! Gah... sorry. Well, I'll try to update again next week, if I can write the other two story chapters. I'm working on that right now. ; So yes. R&R, onegai!

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