Sweet Revenge…Or Not

Sango lay in a sleeping bag with a wet towel on her head. Kagome had been sitting by her side for the last two hours. Since they were close by, Inuyasha and Shippou decided to go to Jinenji's hut to get some medicine for Sango. Miroku was sent to get more firewood. He thought it would take his mind off things for awhile.

Kagome stared at Sango wearily. Her fever had gotten worse and she was as pale as a ghost. Sango was also shaking violently from chills and looked like she was in extreme pain. Kagome wiped the sweat off her friend's forehead as she breathed heavily. She then tried to get her to eat something, but every time Kagome showed Sango food, her face would turn green in disgust. Kagome gave up and continued patting her head. Poor Sango, Kagome thought. She looks completely miserable. I hope Inuyasha and Shippou get back with the medicine soon.

It was about an hour later when Miroku came back with a pile of wood and some fish he had caught. He put it down and knelt down next to Kagome, observing the sleeping Sango.

"How is she?" he asked as Kagome wrung out the wet towel and replaced it on Sango's head.

"Her fever has gone down a little and it seems that her pain is gone," Kagome replied. "I got her to finally sleep peacefully, but she still has the chills and she's still pale and weak. I'm really worried, Miroku. I hope she gets better soon." Miroku stared at Sango with concern. "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm not sure if this is natural," he replied. Kagome gasped at his words.

"You think that maybe a demon did this to her?"

"Maybe, but she hasn't been around demons lately. The only place she went to was Lord Kuranosuke's castle, and I doubt he is a demon. It's late. Inuyasha and Shippou should be back soon. Let's get some rest." Miroku went to pat Sango's head, but at the same time he patted her boob, causing her hand to slap him across the face.

"Just because I'm sick," she said in her sleep, "doesn't mean you can grope me."

"Man, even in her sleep you can't touch her," Miroku said. Kagome laughed as she blew out her candle and crawled into a sleeping bag. Miroku slept sitting up with his staff on his shoulder. He watched Sango for a little longer, but he soon let his eyelids drop. Sango started shaking and moaning in her sleep. Suddenly, she heard a voice in her head.

"Take your Hiraikotsu and attack Miroku." Sango's eyes shot open and she crawled out of bed, grabbing her Hiraikotsu as she walked towards the sleeping monk. She lifted her weapon above her head, ready to strike. Just before she swung, Miroku woke up and dodged the blow. He looked up to see what was going on and saw Sango with her Hiraikotsu buried into the wood.

"Sango, what are you doing?" he asked as she swung again. He quickly ran outside with Sango at his feet. Kagome walked out of the hut half-awake and watched as Sango swung at Miroku. "Kagome, help me! Sango has gone crazy!" Kagome just stood there with a blank look watching the scene. "Don't just stand there. Help me!"

"That's what you get for fondling her," she said as she went back inside. Miroku just barely avoided another blow. Then he noticed it. Sango was breathing heavily, but her eyes were blank. She had this look on her when she was being controlled by a flea.

"Kagome, wait. Sango is being controlled by something. We need to…" He was cut off when Sango made a solid connection with his stomach, causing it to bleed. As he sat on the ground, Sango raised her Hiraikotsu for the final blow. Just in time, Inuyasha jumped out of the forest and grabbed Sango by the arms, causing her to drop her weapon.

"Sango," Inuyasha said, "What…are you…doing?" As if on cue, Sango collapsed into Inuyasha's arms. He didn't know what to do, so he handed her to Miroku. "What happened?"

"I don't know," Kagome said. "She just attacked Miroku. I thought she wanted to teach him a lesson, but…"

"We think she might be under a spell," Miroku said as he massaged Sango's butt, causing her hand to slap the other side of his face.

"Now you have matching cheeks," Shippou said.

"You…lecherous monk," Sango whispered in her sleep.

"She seems to be fine now," Kagome said. "Let's get her back into bed." Miroku nodded as he picked her up headed back into the hut. Somewhere far from them, their reflections were being viewed by Naraku in Kanna's mirror.

"We are far from fine, Kagome," he laughed. "The fun has only begun."