Hello to all the lovely people! No one loves me and my imaginary friend left me, so I'm not writing more after this chapter until I get some reviews! I say at least 15 to get me started...

Miroku was starting to get worried. Kikyo hadn't come back yet and Souta was starting to get sick. He paced around the room, the TV still playing the cartoons that Souta had left on. Miroku thought it was odd that Kikyo would just leave like she did, but he would ask her about it later. He looked at the clock. '3:00a.m? Where did the time go? She left over four hours ago, where could she be?' He looked out the window and saw headlights. 'There she is.' He said to himself, relieved. He rushed to open the front door and she practically fell into the house, and he noticed that she was completely soaked.

"What were you doing out there? Taking a shower?" Kikyo only had enough energy to glare at him. "Oh, by the way, Souta is sick. I think you-." He looked at her present state and changed his wording. "I think I should take him to the hospital. He looks pretty bad." Kikyo looked at Miroku and sighed.

"I guess I should go check on him. Thanks for watching him while I was gone." Miroku smiled and led her to Souta's room. When they walked in, they immediately noticed the temperature drop. It seemed to them that they had just walked into a refrigerator, and they both saw that Souta was having trouble with something. Kikyo quickly walked over to him and placed her hand on his forehead.

"Ow!" She yelled as her hand was instantly frozen. She looked at how blue Souta's skin was turning and immediately agreed with Miroku on the hospital idea.

"Let's get him out as fast as we can!" She said as she grabbed the blankets around him and tried not to touch his skin. They raced to the car and Miroku drove while Kikyo sat in back with Souta.

Miroku and Kikyo were getting worried while they waited in the waiting room. Just as Miroku was going to start a conversation, the doctor walked in.

"Hello. I'm Dr. Myoga. Your son is very ill, with a body temperature of 73.4, and I would like to run some tests to see what's wrong with him." Kikyo nodded and frowned at the news.

"Can I see him?" The doctor nodded and brought them to a brightly lit room. Kikyo shielded her eyes and the doctor noticed.

"We need to try to get his body temperature up, so we used hot bulbs to light up this room." Kikyo nodded and Miroku sat down in a chair across the room from the bed. Kikyo moved closer to Souta and looked at the monitor by his side. '74.1. That's a little better than what the doctor said, but he still needs to get up to at least 97 for me to feel all right.' The doctor walked back in.

"Sorry to bother you already, but he needs to take a hot bath now." Kikyo nodded.

"Can I do it?" She asked. The doctor looked like he figured she would say that and nodded.

"Across the hall to your left." Kikyo gently lifted Souta and brought him to the tub that was already filling with hot water. Souta started squirming when he saw the water, and Kikyo had to soothe him before she could put him in.

"Souta, it's okay. She can't get you here." She said, making him stiffen.

"NO…" He said firmly, "She can hear us…she can always hear us. We can hide from her though, in our dreams. She can't hear us when we sleep." Kikyo looked strangely at her son and put him into the bath.

"You need to stop watching those horror shows, they're starting to get to you." He looked horrified and tried to get out of the water, but only could hold the edge of the tub and stay as far out of the water as he could.

"I'm going to go do something, I'll be right back." Kikyo said to him, and he slowly nodded his head, never turning his sight away from the water. She walked out of the room and ran into Miroku.

"Well?" He asked. Kikyo sighed.

"His temperature isn't much better. They told me to give him a hot bath and he's in there right now." Miroku looked shocked.

"You left him alone in a bathtub? In his state?" Kikyo's eyes widened as she realized what she had just done.

"Souta!" She yelled as she ran down the hall. She came to a halt in front of the door and looked at it. It had water pouring from the top of it, and was soaking wet. There was no water coming from the bottom though, only the top. Kikyo pushed on the door and it gave in. She gasped at the sight there was. The water was no longer in the bathtub; it was above the bathtub, hovering in the air. Souta was sitting there, still in the tub. Right when she took a step in the room, she noticed the floor was wet, and slipped her way over to Souta.

"Souta! Can you hear me? Turn off the water!" Souta slowly turned his head and Kikyo drew in a quick breath. His eyes were now only black orbs, instead of normal brown eyes. "Souta! Turn off the water!" She was just in reach of him, and grabbed his arm. Instantly the water crashed down on both of them, relating to a fire hose being sprayed on top of them, full blast. Kikyo just managed to keep her hold on him, and pulled his head out of the bath water. His eyes were still black and Kikyo looked at him strangely.

"Are you wearing contacts?" He shook his head. Kikyo gasped.

"You're Kagome! Get out of Souta! Give me my son back!" Kikyo cried out, and remembered that Kagome had been trapped in a well, so she must hate water. Kikyo slowly put her son into the water and covered his head with it. He struggled a bit, but she kept him under. He was just about to drown when Miroku came into the room.

"Kikyo! What do you think you're doing?" He asked, rushing over and grabbing Souta from her grasp. She just stood there, dumbfounded, while Miroku took him and wrapped him in a towel.

"We're going back to the room." Miroku said simply. Kikyo nodded and walked down to where the doctors had already dried him off and put him back in bed. Miroku saw her and took her out of the room to speak. They found a table and sat there.

"What were you doing in there?" He asked. She shook her head.

"What happened while I was gone?" She asked him. He looked at the floor.

"You mean, yesterday?" He asked. She nodded. He sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"Well, we went to the fair. It was an outdoor fair, and as I was looking at the…um…games," Kikyo interrupted;

"You mean the girls?" she asked, and he glared at her.

"As I was saying, he said he had to go to the bathroom and would be right back. I didn't think it was anything until he didn't come back for a while. I went looking for him and saw him taking pictures of himself in the mirror. Isn't that odd?" He asked with a grin on his face. Kikyo stared.

"Do you have the pictures?" She asked him and he pulled them out of his pocket.

"I haven't looked at them yet, haven't had time to." He said, handing them to her. She looked through them and gasped. She saw Souta, standing in the mirror, Kagome standing behind him on the far wall. The next picture showed him in the same position; only now Kagome was even closer. Kikyo ran through the rest of the photos, and each time Kagome came closer and closer to Souta until she became him.

"You didn't even bother looking at the pictures? He was in the bathroom taking pictures of the mirror, doesn't that make you wonder what he was taking pictures of?" Miroku looked at her strangely and pulled the photos from her grasp, flipping through them while his face showed no emotion. He finished looking through them and smirked.

"Do you think I could get that girls number?" Kikyo smacked him, hard.

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