^-^ Oh well I guess I didn't get much reviews...oh well what is it with you ppl?! Just kidding but I just want to finish this fic soon so lets go on and continue anyways for now so lemme go on and lets be happy for once that I update!

Kyo: Hey

Nekogirl: ^-^'' hey...

Kyo: Are you going to do it?

Nekogirl: You mean go and say how happy I am to be here?

Kyo: *wacks* Nekogirl

Nekogirl: Meanie, I don't own anything just the plot...

Kyo: *kicks Nekogirl*

Nekogirl: ^-^ YAY! And I own Kyo!

Kyo: *smirk*

*Author of FB comes

Nekogirl: Umm just kidding!

My Stupid Life All Because of HIM

Super mini Chapter 7: Keeping a dumb old promise to each OTHER (pt ½)

Sango twirled around in her light pink kimono. Her dark pink obi and pink ribbon to tie her hair was also neatly done. She jumped up and down as she looked at herself in her mirror.

"I hate to say this but I don't look that bad," she said. She than quickly thought about Miroku, 'And maybe that jerk will give me that charm today..."

She poked her head though the hole and said while making a total fake smile, "M-i-r-o-k-u,,,"

No one was there. She looked around to find him, but he just wasn't there.

"Where is that idiot? I want my charm now..." Sango said crawling though the hole, "so maybe I'll just go and look for it now...he won't notice that much..."

Sango looked around the room, and found only a note on his desk, it was for her.

Sango,
If you want your special charm from ME back find me at the festival, and if you don't I'll throw it into the lake! Also if you are reading this now I guess I'm not the only pervert huh Sango?" *Laughs* Well anyways I'll give you a hint, in the pass we made another promise. And if you can't remember that...no more clues!

Miroku ^-^

"That idiot..." she said as an evil aura grew larger around her, "AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!"

She than kicked Miroku's bed so hard it tumbled over revealing a lot of special (you know what I mean) magazines underneath his bed. She than rips all of the magazines and dumps them in a garbage can.

Meanwhile Miroku was walking around the festival looking at the booths (mainly to look at the pretty girls of course though) until he felt as if something ripped him in half
"Oh no...I feel someone has touched by magazines...and and..." he suddenly has teary eyes, "destroyed them! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Sorry this chapter is so short I am so having a writers bock I will try to update faster so don't kill me ok?