Tami: Sorry I didn't post yesterday.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
Last time:
Back at the wolf pack's den, Kouga sat staring into a roaring fire. His injuries were almost healed, but they still hurt, reminding him of his failure as a leader, as the prince of the wolves. They trusted him and he had betrayed their trust. He had gotten them into many fruitless and needless battles. Ayame sat down beside him. "It was not your fault," she said.
"Yes it was," he mumbled. "I got you hurt. I got the others hurt. It is all my fault."
"Kouga-sama, we would not have followed you into the battle, or anywhere for that matter, if we did not believe you were a good leader. You were trying to protect your mate. There is nothing wrong with that."
"Kagome is not my mate. She wants dog breath for her mate. I am nothing to her."
"Then she does not deserve you." He looked at Ayame quickly. He saw her, really saw her, for the first time. She was breathtakingly beautiful. She stood up and walked away, leaving Kouga to revel in his wonderment.
Now:
A week or so later, Kagome decided it was time for her to go home again. Sango looked excitedly at Miroku, silently telling him that she was happy they got to go this time. "I am not sure if I want to go, Sango." Miroku whispered as Kagome and Inuyasha started the traditional fight.
"Why?" Sango whispered back.
"I am not sure how threatening the future is. I do not think you should go either."
"That is a lie, Miroku, and you know it. Kagome would never let us go to her time if it was too dangerous for us." Sango eyed him suspiciously. "So, what is the problem?" Miroku unconsciously grabbed his right arm and traced the hole in his palm through the cloth.
"I am worried I will be the one to cause the danger."
"Why? There is no more threat there than there is here of it getting out of your control."
"Yes, but here, I can get away before it happens so no one will be hurt. There, according to Inuyasha, there are many more people, and I do not know where I could run."
"What makes you think it will be a problem anyway?"
"It hurts," he said simply and walked away. Sango watched him walk off towards the village, a little sad that Miroku didn't want to go and wouldn't tell her what was really bothering him. It definitely wasn't the wind tunnel that was causing this sudden change, but something else entirely.
'But what?' Miroku, while on his way to the village, was silently berating himself about not going with Kagome and Sango. The demons had already decided they didn't want to go. The noises and smells were too much from Kagome's shrine, and she wanted to take Sango to this mall.place. He looked down at his hand. He could see the crease in the cloth where a small wind still tugged at it. It didn't really hurt him, not usually. Every once in awhile there would be a twinge of pain, but he was getting used to it. It came from using it so much. It wasn't a good excuse at all. He was afraid of the future. The future for him was bleak. If he didn't destroy Naraku, he would die. Better to make as few memories as possible and keep everyone from hurting more when he died than to become too attached to them all and start to fear his inevitable death.
"Why will you not go with Sango and Kagome?" Miroku jumped in surprise and spun around to face Sesshoumaru.
"Do not ever do that to me again." Miroku answered. Sesshoumaru grinned wickedly. "You heard the reason I will not go, so why do you bother to ask?"
"Because I can smell you are lying." Miroku snorted and kept walking. Back at the well, Kagome and Sango were sitting on the edge and looking down into it. Inuyasha was buried face first in the ground, muttering curses under his breath, waiting none too patiently for the spell to wear off.
"Why didn't Miroku want to come?" Kagome asked.
"He does not want his wind tunnel to get out of control. There are more people in your time than here." Sango answered, giving Kagome the look that they had to talk later, away from prying hanyou ears.
"All right, let's go then. Be good, Shippou."
"You too, Kirara."
"Bye Kagome! Bye Sango!" Shippou waved as they jumped down. The scent of magic filled the clearing as blue light flickered.
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"Mom! I'm home!" Kagome yelled as she walked in the door. Sango could hear the sounds of the cars on the street below. The air was so thick here. Her eyes were wide, taking in as much as she could. Kagome shrugged. "I guess no one's home yet. Oh, well. We'll set up a futon in my room and have a slumber party."
"Slumber party?" Sango asked.
"Yup. It's when a group of friends, usually girls, get together at one of their houses and sleep on the floor in the living room. They watch movies, pig out on junk food, do makeovers, and gossip."
"So basically everything we do in the feudal time, just not with Inuyasha and Miroku listening in."
"Mmhmm. And we don't have to worry about any perverts trying to get a peek at us in the shower." Sango and Kagome laughed. Kagome led her upstairs to her room. Sango set the Hiraikotsu in the corner. "Don't mention the Hiraikotsu to my brother. He'll want to play with it."
"I would like to meet your brother. I wonder if he is anything like Kohaku was." Sango sounded wistful. Kagome smiled sympathetically and started getting things ready so Sango could sleep on the floor. "Do you want any help?"
"Nah, I got it. It's a good thing we're the same size. You can wear my clothes when we go to the mall."
"What is wrong with my clothes?"
"Well, Sango, you'd stand out, and people would ask questions, and it'd be easier on both of us if you didn't stand out too much."
"Good point." A fat cat walked into the room and plopped down on top of the blankets Kagome had laid out.
"Buyo! Get up, you fat, lazy cat!" Buyo simply rolled over and fell asleep. Kagome sighed and Sango giggled. She reached down and scratched behind Buyo's ears. "I guess I'll have to make your bed later. Mama, Souta, and Jii-chan should be home soon."
"Kagome? What is this?" Sango pointed at Kagome's stereo. Kagoem smirked and pushed the power button. Music started pouring out, not loud by Kagome's standards, but loud enough to Sango. She clapped her hands over her ears. "Make it stop!" Kagome laughed and turned it off. "What kind of demon was that?"
"It wasn't a demon Sango. It was my stereo. People record what they sing and sometimes it gets on the radio. There's tons of different stations with different types of music. Or you can put a CD in. A CD has one type of music from one singer." Sango nodded though still confused.
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Review responses:
PasoLover: More males like Miroku? I think not. One's enough for me thank you.
Ranmagirl7: Coffee is gooooood.
Suki1: NO NOT THE CAR!!!!!!
Midnight-Chaos-Flame: The kitty site is: http:// www.any cities.com / user1 / ghost of dawn / kadopt1 .html. Eliminate the spaces though.
Sesshi lover: As far as I know, made it up. Has anyone ever actually said what happened between the two of them.
Soli-chan: I sympathize with you greatly. My sister and I have to share computer time too, which is why I don't get to review as many stories as I'd like either. Don't worry, I know how you feel.
Also thanks to:
punk-dragon
INUGIRL
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
Last time:
Back at the wolf pack's den, Kouga sat staring into a roaring fire. His injuries were almost healed, but they still hurt, reminding him of his failure as a leader, as the prince of the wolves. They trusted him and he had betrayed their trust. He had gotten them into many fruitless and needless battles. Ayame sat down beside him. "It was not your fault," she said.
"Yes it was," he mumbled. "I got you hurt. I got the others hurt. It is all my fault."
"Kouga-sama, we would not have followed you into the battle, or anywhere for that matter, if we did not believe you were a good leader. You were trying to protect your mate. There is nothing wrong with that."
"Kagome is not my mate. She wants dog breath for her mate. I am nothing to her."
"Then she does not deserve you." He looked at Ayame quickly. He saw her, really saw her, for the first time. She was breathtakingly beautiful. She stood up and walked away, leaving Kouga to revel in his wonderment.
Now:
A week or so later, Kagome decided it was time for her to go home again. Sango looked excitedly at Miroku, silently telling him that she was happy they got to go this time. "I am not sure if I want to go, Sango." Miroku whispered as Kagome and Inuyasha started the traditional fight.
"Why?" Sango whispered back.
"I am not sure how threatening the future is. I do not think you should go either."
"That is a lie, Miroku, and you know it. Kagome would never let us go to her time if it was too dangerous for us." Sango eyed him suspiciously. "So, what is the problem?" Miroku unconsciously grabbed his right arm and traced the hole in his palm through the cloth.
"I am worried I will be the one to cause the danger."
"Why? There is no more threat there than there is here of it getting out of your control."
"Yes, but here, I can get away before it happens so no one will be hurt. There, according to Inuyasha, there are many more people, and I do not know where I could run."
"What makes you think it will be a problem anyway?"
"It hurts," he said simply and walked away. Sango watched him walk off towards the village, a little sad that Miroku didn't want to go and wouldn't tell her what was really bothering him. It definitely wasn't the wind tunnel that was causing this sudden change, but something else entirely.
'But what?' Miroku, while on his way to the village, was silently berating himself about not going with Kagome and Sango. The demons had already decided they didn't want to go. The noises and smells were too much from Kagome's shrine, and she wanted to take Sango to this mall.place. He looked down at his hand. He could see the crease in the cloth where a small wind still tugged at it. It didn't really hurt him, not usually. Every once in awhile there would be a twinge of pain, but he was getting used to it. It came from using it so much. It wasn't a good excuse at all. He was afraid of the future. The future for him was bleak. If he didn't destroy Naraku, he would die. Better to make as few memories as possible and keep everyone from hurting more when he died than to become too attached to them all and start to fear his inevitable death.
"Why will you not go with Sango and Kagome?" Miroku jumped in surprise and spun around to face Sesshoumaru.
"Do not ever do that to me again." Miroku answered. Sesshoumaru grinned wickedly. "You heard the reason I will not go, so why do you bother to ask?"
"Because I can smell you are lying." Miroku snorted and kept walking. Back at the well, Kagome and Sango were sitting on the edge and looking down into it. Inuyasha was buried face first in the ground, muttering curses under his breath, waiting none too patiently for the spell to wear off.
"Why didn't Miroku want to come?" Kagome asked.
"He does not want his wind tunnel to get out of control. There are more people in your time than here." Sango answered, giving Kagome the look that they had to talk later, away from prying hanyou ears.
"All right, let's go then. Be good, Shippou."
"You too, Kirara."
"Bye Kagome! Bye Sango!" Shippou waved as they jumped down. The scent of magic filled the clearing as blue light flickered.
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~
"Mom! I'm home!" Kagome yelled as she walked in the door. Sango could hear the sounds of the cars on the street below. The air was so thick here. Her eyes were wide, taking in as much as she could. Kagome shrugged. "I guess no one's home yet. Oh, well. We'll set up a futon in my room and have a slumber party."
"Slumber party?" Sango asked.
"Yup. It's when a group of friends, usually girls, get together at one of their houses and sleep on the floor in the living room. They watch movies, pig out on junk food, do makeovers, and gossip."
"So basically everything we do in the feudal time, just not with Inuyasha and Miroku listening in."
"Mmhmm. And we don't have to worry about any perverts trying to get a peek at us in the shower." Sango and Kagome laughed. Kagome led her upstairs to her room. Sango set the Hiraikotsu in the corner. "Don't mention the Hiraikotsu to my brother. He'll want to play with it."
"I would like to meet your brother. I wonder if he is anything like Kohaku was." Sango sounded wistful. Kagome smiled sympathetically and started getting things ready so Sango could sleep on the floor. "Do you want any help?"
"Nah, I got it. It's a good thing we're the same size. You can wear my clothes when we go to the mall."
"What is wrong with my clothes?"
"Well, Sango, you'd stand out, and people would ask questions, and it'd be easier on both of us if you didn't stand out too much."
"Good point." A fat cat walked into the room and plopped down on top of the blankets Kagome had laid out.
"Buyo! Get up, you fat, lazy cat!" Buyo simply rolled over and fell asleep. Kagome sighed and Sango giggled. She reached down and scratched behind Buyo's ears. "I guess I'll have to make your bed later. Mama, Souta, and Jii-chan should be home soon."
"Kagome? What is this?" Sango pointed at Kagome's stereo. Kagoem smirked and pushed the power button. Music started pouring out, not loud by Kagome's standards, but loud enough to Sango. She clapped her hands over her ears. "Make it stop!" Kagome laughed and turned it off. "What kind of demon was that?"
"It wasn't a demon Sango. It was my stereo. People record what they sing and sometimes it gets on the radio. There's tons of different stations with different types of music. Or you can put a CD in. A CD has one type of music from one singer." Sango nodded though still confused.
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Review responses:
PasoLover: More males like Miroku? I think not. One's enough for me thank you.
Ranmagirl7: Coffee is gooooood.
Suki1: NO NOT THE CAR!!!!!!
Midnight-Chaos-Flame: The kitty site is: http:// www.any cities.com / user1 / ghost of dawn / kadopt1 .html. Eliminate the spaces though.
Sesshi lover: As far as I know, made it up. Has anyone ever actually said what happened between the two of them.
Soli-chan: I sympathize with you greatly. My sister and I have to share computer time too, which is why I don't get to review as many stories as I'd like either. Don't worry, I know how you feel.
Also thanks to:
punk-dragon
INUGIRL