Old Love Turns New Enemy

Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha or any characters in the show.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. This chapter is terribly short, and it's the first. I guess it's cause it's the

first that I didn't bother to make it longer. Please review, I need your thoughts. I really

hope that some people actually read this story. Criticism is welcome, but pleeeeease no

flames! (I respond to reviews!)

Signed,

Ayame

(I know that sometimes there is a mix up with Kirara and Kilala. I'll be using Kirara.)

Freaky. That was the only way to describe it. Naraku was dead; the jewel restored. Now

they were sitting around a fire just staring at each other. The silence was gnawing at

them. What next?

Everyone was fiddling around with something. Kagome, with the now reformed jewel.

Inu Yasha, with the hilt of the Tetsusaiga. Miroku, with the prayer beads that bound his

wind tunnel and Shippo with one of his spinning tops. Sango was stroking Kirara who

was purring in her lap.

It was Shippo who broke the silence with a loud wail. He had replaced the bottom of the

spinning top with a needle when it had broken.

"Shippo! What's wrong?" Kagome came bounding over to him.

"I pricked my finger!" He held up his bleeding finger to show his proof. Kagome helped

him clean his wound.

"Fuck'n finger!" cursed a kitsune too young to know that word. Kagome was in shock.

"Where did you hear that word!"

"…"

Miroku was getting sick of this. He decided to liven things up a little.

"Hey Sango…"

Because it's the first chapter, it's super short. The others will be way, way, way longer.

Please bare with me.