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Chapter 3
Misunderstandings
Five hours. That's how much time had passed since Miroku had awaken, relized his body was gone, and he was in the cat demon named Kilala.
In these five hours, Inuyasha has awoken and left to go hunting, Kagome had gone into the village to get some supplies, and Miroku had spent a good portion of his time banging his head againt a tree.
"Why me?" Miroku thought for the hundredth time as he sank back down on his haunches.
Miroku had tried to go looking for his body, oh how he had tried, but Sango would simply grab him before he left the camp and pat him on the head.
"Wouldn't want you getting lost" she would say as she resumed the task of shapringing her weapons.
Miroku sighed and looked up to the sky, "This is some kind of cruel joke-isn't it?" he said to himself. He then lowered his gaze back down to the demom slayer.
Her hair was hanging down, blowing gently in the wind and she worked diligently. Though wearing a kimono, her womanly curves were still noticiable. Kami, he loved her. He really did-and not just for her body.
Miroku shook his head slightly, "She wouldn't be interested in a perverted monk like me though..." he then sank down to the ground and let his head rest on his paws. "What does it matter anyways? It looks like I'm going to be stuck like this for a while."
Another hour passed before Sango got up from her work. The sun had risen into the sky as the afternoon rays shone down on them. Sango let out a satisfed breath as she admired her work and looked back at the mopeing Kilala.
"Would you like to go on a walk Kilala?"
Before Miroku could react, a rustle noise in the bushed caught both of thier attention.
"Who's there" Sango demanded as she reached for her boomerang.
There was a slight pause before anything happened, but then the figure emerged from the bushes. Sango set her boomerang back down but kept up her icy demernor. "Oh..it's you Miroku"
Something caught her attention though as she noticed the monks head and the flower in it. "A present from the village girls I suppose" she said off-handedly while sheding her kimono to reveal her slayers uniform under it.
Kilala's eyes widened in excitment, "Sango-this day has been incredible!"
The monk lunged forward to meet her master and she begain to try a cuddle against her. "Firs-" Kilala's sentace was cut off by Sango's boomerang delivering a sharp blow ot her head.
"Always a pervert!" Sango shouted, storming off into the woods with her weapons.
"Come on Kilala! I need your help training!"
Miroku started to follow but stopped and admired Kilala, face down on the ground, knocked out.
"It's no good trying to explain to them that I'm really Miroku. I guess I'm just going to have to go along with being a cat until I can figure out howto undo this"
He let out a small snicker and begain to follow, "Maybe being a cat won't be so bad..."
Kilala opened her eyes slowly as she tried to remember what had happened. As soon as she stood, a sharp pain in her head made her sink back down.
"Why did Sango hit me?" she moaned.
"Oh..that's right..I'm the monk.."
Kilala finally got up as she walked back into the woods, "Being a human may be harder then I thought...but if I want to keep this body..I must act like the monk would..."
With that last thought in mind, Kilala headed towards the village.
Sorry for another short chapter, but I'm just trying to set this story up. I'll try my best to make the next chapter longer.