It's my second story. This one's for Inuyasha and his friends. Please note that although I do not own Inuyasha and any original characters, I do own my own new characters such as Shoro. I also own the story.

Chapter 1: Sango in Love? Miroku!

Sango sat at the lakeside, impatient because Miroku hadn't returned. Then she saw a flicker of movement across the lake. She thought to herself, I wonder what that is.

She pulled out her Hiraikotsu and ran around to the other side of the lake. "Show yourself!" she demanded.

"Hello. My name is Shoro," a boy answered, stepping out of the trees. "I am sorry to have alarmed you. I just could not help noticing your beauty all the way across the lake." The boy was handsome with black hair, bright blue eyes, and a long green kimono.

"My name is Sango. I am a demon slayer. You really think I am pretty?"

"No," Shoro answered, "I know you are beautiful."

"Well, thanks," Sango said, blushing. This was worse than Miroku and her behind! "I'm waiting for a friend to return, are you busy? Maybe we could get to know each other," she suggested.

"Sure, I'm free." The two found their way deep into the forest. There, they sat down to talk.

When Sango told of how her village was destroyed, Shoro said he was very sorry to hear it. He listened, and she listened to his story. Just looking into his eyes made her feel uneasy.

"Oh, no! Miroku is back! Shoro, I have to go, if Miroku saw me with you, he would kill me!"

"Goodbye! I hope to see you again soon!" Shoro whispered. Sango dashed away.

"Miroku! Over here!" she shouted to the monk.

"Ah, Sango! How are you? Did you miss me?"

"Um, yes!" Sango lied. The truth was, she had enjoyed Shoro's company more than anything in the world. She knew she loved Shoro right away.

"But you are lying, of course!" Miroku shouted. "You have betrayed me, Sango! I was watching, and you have fallen in love with that boy across the river!"

"Miroku, no! That isn't true!"

"I saw you, I heard you!" Miroku became angry.

"But, Miroku!" Sango protested.

"I've had enough of this! I have heard enough from you!" Miroku yelled. "When I saw you, I went to seek a way to become strong enough to destroy you. I succeeded." With that, Miroku lay down his staff and threw his arms out away from his body. He began to transform.

"Miroku, don't! You are perfect the way you –"

"Shut up!" Miroku continued the transformation until it was complete. He had the same black hair, and the same earrings were still in his ears, but he was taller and angry. His eyes burned flame red.

"Miroku!" Sango screamed, jumping away as Miroku slashed at her.

He continued the attack mercilessly. Shoro ran out from the forest and unleashed his sword upon Miroku, the Teshinora. He fought Miroku in a fierce battle. Soon, he had cornered the monk. His Teshinora pressed against Miroku's throat, he threatened, "Never will you harm Sango-sweet! I will die before I let it happen!"

Already, Shoro was putting his life on the line to save Sango. "Die!" Miroku shouted, lunging forward. Shoro's sword was still there, and it cut open his throat with a gush of blood.

"Uh!" Miroku bellowed as he hit the ground, transforming back to normal.

"Miroku!" Sango screamed. "No!" As Shoro hurried forward to apologize for the mistake, Sango added, "No, Shoro, it was not your fault. Miroku was corrupted by lust and evil. This was Naraku!"

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