Spins around in chair. 'Don't—own—anyone……even though I may say I do.' Goes back to staring at wall.

"……well?"

'Hmn? Oh yeah! Phoenix and Fire this chappie is dedicated to you! (huggles P and F) I wuv you too!'

'one more thing………I have all my stories and chapters saved on one little memory stick thingie….and I've lost the memory stick! It's a tragedy I tell ya! So when I find it, I'll update on Resurrection! Until then, I can't do a thing!

I've started to listen to song's that give me tons of ideas for the chapters. For this chapter, I listened to "We Believe" by Good Charlotte. You'll notice hat I listen to them a lot for the story. Hey, the title IS from them…so I don't own it!

'God damn it InuYasha, why didn't you tell me about he disclaimer for the song title!"

"I thought it would be funnier if you got in trouble for it."

'How nice to know…well, I don't own ANYTHING from Good Charlotte that I might "accidentally" put in my story. Okay I've blabbed enough. Enjoy the chapter!

Lyrics appear in this song…I don't own any of the words in bold/italic farther in the chapter. They belong to Good Charlotte. Not me…ok…if this story gets banned because of them I WILL REPOST THE STORY! That is all!
Ghost of You

Chapter 11

Can You Handle It?

"Well? Anything?"

InuYasha glared at the monk standing in front of him. Miroku was so quiet when he'd heard the news. And now no one could get him to shut up! "This is the last time I'm gonna say it bouzu…"

"OW!"

Sango, Kirara, and Shippo poked their heads out of the hut to see Miroku rubbing a newly formed bump on his head and a very angry hanyou towering over him. "No!"

"How hard is it to get a scent of the poison?" Shippo whispered unknowing that his question reached the hanyou's sensitive ears. InuYasha turned on Shippo. He was about to give Shippo a bum of his own but stopped himself. Instead, through clenched teeth answered, "Very…very…hard…Shippo."

The kit was now hanging on to the taijia's arm for dear life. "B-b-but how come?"

"Maybe because she wasn't poisoned at all." InuYasha crossed his arms and stomped on the houshi's head after he tried to get up. "Miroku meet dirt."

From the earth, a muffled mumble came sounding a little like, "Oh…hello…this is what SIT's like, eh?"

Sango, Shippo, even Kirara sweat dropped. "InuYasha…"

"What?" He blinked in response.

Sango hoisted her huge boomerang weapon onto her shoulders. The group was about to set out after Kagome's killer. Shippo was eagerly waiting for the fifth member to arrive.

Miroku stuffed his shakujou into the ground. "Well where is he?" Sango gave him a look that told him to lower his voice. "He's having trouble with this Miroku." Her own voice was barely above a whisper. "We all are."

Miroku folded his arms. "Yes but even someone like myself can put away his sorrow enough to hunt down the filthy murderer." He expected Sango to agree with him but she frowned at him.

"How can you say that Houshi-sama?"

"I-I didn't really mean anything by it." He held up his hands in front of him for defense. Sango clutched her fists closely to her trembling chin. "You know this is upsetting! It's not so easy to get over."

Shippo's dark green eyes threatened more tears. "Sango…"

The taijiya continued, her own eyes shimmering with tears. "Maybe you can for a while but I can't!" She lowered her hands and bowed her head. "Besides…you were never as close to Kagome as the rest of us were."

Miroku gaped at her statement. He hesitated to reply. It was really true. You think, what connection does Kagome have with the whole group? With InuYasha, it's not hard to figure out. Kagome was like a sister to Sango and she was brutally over protective of her sometimes. Kagome was like a second mother to Shippo. What was Miroku to her…?

The houshi stared at his feet. "Maybe you're right Sango. Maybe I'm not as close to her as you all are." Shippo looked from Sango to Miroku. "Nn?"

Sango peeked up a little bit. Miroku looked on the verge of…tears maybe? "But no matter how close I am there's an empty place in my heart where she fell right through."

To prove his point, Miroku put his cursed hand over his heart and bowed slightly. Sango's eyelids were half closed when she returned his hollow look at her. "Houshi-sama…"

Miroku waved the conversation off with his left hand. Grabbing his shakujou, the houshi turned on is heels and walked towards the hut where Kagome's body resides. Sango folded her hands and peered down at Shippo. "What do you think?"

Shippo wiped his eyes then look back up at Sango. "I think we should leave." He squeaked. Sango nodded. Kirara mewed on top of her shoulder. Sango raised a hand and patted her Kirara's head.

Miroku pushed the bamboo flap aside and it fell. "I see our attempts to fix it were futile, eh?"

InuYasha lifted his gaze up to the monk. "Hmn?"

Either he didn't hear me or doesn't care. Miroku shook his head "We're ready to leave."

"Got it." The hanyou stood from the spot he was seated at next to the miko's body.

"You think you can do it?" Miroku asked his friend as the hanyou pushed passed him. "I can handle it."

Miroku made a small grunt. "Hmn." InuYasha stopped and twisted around. "Can you?"

Miroku was throws off track by the question. He just stared at the half demon until he was able to regain his voice. By then, there had been a ten second awkward silence between the two boys. "I can try my best."

"Don't try it, do it." InuYasha narrowed his golden eyes at his friend. Miroku gave a firm nod then asked the question that had been on his mind all day, "Who do you think did it?"

There was a long pause and another awkward piece of silence before the hanyou exhaled. "I have no idea."

Another pause.

"What do you think?"

Miroku was surprised at first InuYasha had even asked him that question. It seemed whatever that monk said the hanyou didn't care. "Naraku's dead so it couldn't be him. Maybe it was Sesshomaru?"

InuYasha snored in disgust. "I doubt it!"

"You were the one that asked." Miroku pointed out before InuYasha could think of any smart comment to go along with his previous answer. "Fine, let's go."

And I will wait until the end…

When the pendulum will swing back to the darker side of hearts bleeding

And I will save this empty space next to me like it's a grave where I lay a place for us to sleep eternally together…

"InuYasha, I'm getting tired." Shippo squeaked.

"Since when is that my problem?"

The sun was setting and everyone was tired. Shippo and InuYasha were still searching for Kagome's scent. Both were very much convinced that her scent would still be around the woods somewhere. Where it was…was another thing…

"Usually when I get tired Kagome would let me sleep in the basket on the bike thingie."

InuYasha glared at the kit out of the corner of his eye. "Does it look like I have either of those things?"

Shippo shook his head. "No." The kit had been on Miroku's shoulder almost the entire day. Miroku had been one not to complain until now. "I have no reason not lend Shippo my shoulder but maybe we should stop and make camp?" My shoulder is aching like hell god damnit let's stop!

"Fine. I don't give a damn what you all do but I'm gonna keep going."

"InuYasha." Sango sounded more tired than anyone. She rubbed her forehead and sighed. "It's getting dark out; you should just stay here with us."

He took it into some (not much but some) consideration and without a word jumped into the nearest tree.

"Is that yes?" The taijiya glance wearily up at the hanyou.

InuYasha glared back down at her. "Just go to sleep if you have to." He shrugged then got more comfortable on his tree branch. "And stop bothering me."

"Thank you." Sango replied sarcastically and unrolled her sleeping bag. (A/N: Ya notice they always have their sleeping bags but they never carry 'em…it's like magic dude…yeah…anyway…)

A little while later, they had a fire going, both sleeping bags were unrolled, and everyone was wide awake despite how much they had complained earlier. Sango was in her sleeping bag with Shippo curled up next to her. Kirara, big kitty now, was curled up under the tree InuYasha was sitting in. Miroku was fiddling around with the zipper of the bag.

Everyone was in their own thoughts about the past few days events. It was very noticeable; without Kagome around to either argue with InuYasha, or complain to Sango about how she was far behind in everything in her world, it was way too quiet.

The taijiya sighed. She rather missed the school girl's complaints. It was better than nothing. "It's…weird…"

All eyes were on Sango now. She had been brave enough to break the silence, after all. "How one person…they can change everything."

"I don't think you're just talking about Kagome's death." Miroku said. Sango shook her head. "No. I'm talking about everything. If it wasn't for her…"

"I'd still be stuck to that damned tree." InuYasha muttered cutting Sango off. Sango nodded. Usually she hated it when anyone interrupted her. She really…didn't care about anything anymore. "My brother and father and everyone else died because the jewel was shattered. But something good came out of it, ne?"

Miroku nodded. Shippo sniffed and a tear escaped him. "I miss her a lot already."

"I think it's safe to say we all do Shippo." Sango patted the kits head. Kirara mewed slightly. Miroku cleared his throat then turned around to face the tree behind him. If he did cry…he couldn't let it show. But something was behind that tree…

Miroku sat up again and blinked. "What is that?"

He sighed annoyed after he realized what it was. That stupid white butterfly again. Was it following them for a reason? But the houshi found it strange that it was fluttering around in a circle like that. What was so interesting about that tree branch?

Miroku's eyes widened. It wasn't a tree branch that the insect was fluttering around…it was a bow…maybe…just maybe it was Kagome's bow…

Muwahahah! A cliffie for you all. Now this chapter was a little bit happier, ne? Ja ne! Review!