Chapter Two
Kagome rushes back and rinses her hair, getting dressed in record time.
"Okay, Inu Yasha lets go." Kagome grabs her bow and arrows and follows him to the massacre site.
"Whoa. What happened?" Kagome looks around the horrid sight in astonishment. "Who could have done this?" Inu Yasha remains silent and Kagome turns and faces him. "Inu Yasha?" Inu Yasha lays his hand on his sword.
"It could be Naraku. I'm not sure. But whatever it was, it's long gone."
"These poor people."
One Hour Later
"Hey, Inu Yasha, what made you so jumpy this morning?" Kagome put her hands in a nearby stream to wash off some of the blood that had dried on her hands from burying those people. Inu Yasha lay back on the slightly damp grass of the early morning.
"Nothing. Just a bad dream, that's all." Kagome splashed him.
"Must have been some dream." Inu Yasha growled at her a bit.
"Yeah, it was." They had lapsed into silence when some nearby bushes began to rustle. Inu Yasha jumped in front of Kagome, drawing his sword. Just then Miroku fell out of the bush, a big lump on his head. The aftereffects of hitting on Sango.
"Boy, Miroku, you sure asked for that one." A small voice, which Kagome recognized as Shippo, said. Sure enough, Shippo, Sango and Koala appeared next to Miroku.
"Tried to ditch us, eh, Inu Yasha?" Miroku asked, rubbing his head.
"Yeah, so what if I was?" Shippo went up to Inu Yasha and looked at his clothing.
"Hey, Inu Yasha, why are you all wet?" Inu Yasha looked down at his clothes, then at Kagome, who was playing with Kelala.
"Don't ask me, ask Kagome." Kagome looks thoughtful for a minute.
"Well, I saw this stream and I thought it'd be nice to relax and sit—" Just then from his standing position, he was suddenly face first in the ground. Obviously, the effects of a 'sit'.
"Grrr. Why'd you have to go and do that?" Inu Yasha snarled. Kagome blinked at him.
"Do what? All I said was 'sit'." Once again, he ended up face down in the ground.
"That! Why'd you have to go and say that!"
"Calm down, Inu Yasha." Sango said, petting Kelala.
"Don't tell me to calm down!" Miroku smirked.
"Sango's right Inu Yasha. Your liable to give yourself a heart attack or something." Pouting, Inu Yasha crossed his arms over his chest, sitting on the grass.
"It wouldn't surprise me if you got brain damage, Miroku." Miroku's face flushed.
"Well, some pregnant women don't like to be touched." Sango blurted out. Sango 's face went red as everyone stared at her, then Miroku, then back at her.
"No way! Oh, Sango, that's wonderful! I'm so happy for you! How far along are you now?"
Sango fidgeted with her hair and looked down at her reflection.
"Almost three months."
"Oh, great. Now on top of fighting demons and finding the jewel shards, we'll have to worry about a squalling thing that'll never shut up."
"Inu Yasha! I don't think that was very nice." Shippo said from his shoulder.
"Humph. Yeah, so? It's disgusting. Miroku and Sango. Who would have thought."