Unknown to the rest of the world, I have been using the school computers to upload fanfics. It is also unknown to my parents. Kacey, I'll get a 'LJ' (Okay, in reality, I have noooooooooo idea what these are, so bear with me) once I get my computer privileges back. Oh, another fact that I shall let you know: Originally BBAB was a fanfics I wrote down on notebook paper and have been typing onto the computer. I, however, forgot the rough draft at home, and have free written the last two chapters. I will be picking up where I left off on the rough draft, but some things will be repeated (because I remembered quotes from the rough draft but consequently put them in the wrong places.) Anyway, here's chapter 10! Oops, wait, I'll be updating a chapter a day on weekdays (hopefully) until I finish. Please let me know if that's too fast, because I'll slow down.
Chapter 10: I'm six feet from the edge
Sango looked at the brochure, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she did so. "Hey, maybe we should call this place."
"Why?"
She began reading out loud from the brochure. "Group therapy sessions. For the physically and mentally abused, or those who have lost their way. Four to a class. A year of therapy free. Physically abused…. Call now, houshi-sama."
"Um, okay." He picked up the phone and dialed the number on the brochure. "Hello?"
A woman's voice picked up the line. "Sir, we're closed for the night…."
"I know. Me and a friend would like to register for group therapy tomorrow."
"Names?"
"Miroku Ito and Sango Tanaka."
"Okay… Um, you'll be in a class with Higurashi Kagome and Takahashi Inuyasha."
"Thank you."
"10:00 in the morning until 1:00 in the afternoon."
"Arigatou and Sayonara." He hung up and turned to Sango. 'We'll be with Higurashi Kagome and Takahashi Inuyasha."
"Inuyasha… That sounds familiar."
"He was hit by an eighteen-wheeler along with his mother five years ago. His mother died, and his dad's kept him on a lifeline ever since. I guess he woke up. But… he wouldn't have a place to stay… His dad died last month…" (A/N: Wow, these people just have everybody die, don't they?)
"What're you thinking?"
"Can you help me clean Mushin's room?"
"Um, sure…"
"Let me go up first and make sure he didn't bring any hookers home."
Sango laughed. 'Okay."
Miroku took the stairs two at him. Upon reaching the top, he opened the door to Mushin's room. "Hey, anyone there?"
"Mushin?"
"Uh, no. His son. Who're you?"
A woman, scantily clad in black leather (A/N: Th-th-tho-thon thong! Sumimasen. Blushes ) stepped forward and flipped on the light. "Hmmmm, you're a handsome one, aren't you? Hard to believe you're that old bag's son."
Miroku merely stood there. "Oh crap."
"What? You're father hired me. He was arrested, you should take his place. All that money will go to waste if you don't."
Miroku's eyes widened. The temptation was strong, but he could resist. "Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap…. Sango! Saaaaaango!" (A/N: Oh god, it touched me! Aaaaaaaaaaah! I'm going to burn up and die!)
"What?"
"Get the hell up here!"
She came up the stairs exasperatedly. "What?"
Miroku slammed the bedroom door quickly. "Hooker."
"You don't have to freak out about it."
"Just help me get her out of the house!"
"Fine."
The hooker opened the door. "What's going on?"
Sango ran her hand over Miroku's chest sensually, looking him straight on. "Houshi-sama, why is there a prostitute in here?"
"Eh… eh-heh…"
"You don't have to explain it. I just want to know why there's a hooker in here while your wife is willing and able…"
All the while, her hand was moving lower. At the moment, it was at the top of his jeans. The hooker looked disgusted/infuriated. "Oh, you won't forget Kagura Kizu. Oh, no you won't."
She left the house angrily, and Miroku looked confused. "Why is she complaining? She still got paid." He looked at Sango, a smile playing on his lips. "Speaking of getting paid, how much do you want?"
"Shut up, houshi-sama. It got rid of Ms. Kizu, didn't it?"
"Right."
"Now, let's get to work." They entered the disgusting domain of Mushin.
I made Kagura sound like a cockroach, didn't I? Oops. Oh, well. We got to see how loyal Miroku was (and how seductive Sango can be) which was really weird writing.