Hello yet again! I am now (if you haven't figured it out yet) am posting the next chapter! What will happen to Sango? Find out!

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, but it's step number 35 my 108 step

Master plan with which I plan on ruling the world...but you don't know that...

Last time:

She saw Miroku's body on the ground. He wasn't moving.

Sango recovered from the shock and quickly turned him over. She felt for a heart beat, but couldn't find one.

"Oh God...He's...He's dead..."

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Tears began to stream down Sango's face. She cupped her hands over her face.

'It's my fault,' she thought, 'he died saving me!'

Naturally, Kagome was crying as well. Inuyasha tried to comfort her by holding her. She cried onto his chest as he too began to water.

Sango took the arrow from Miroku's chest. She lent over and kissed him.

"I wish you could have been alive to feel that." They all stayed there for a good 30 minutes without saying anything, just crying over their lost friend. When the time came to actually go back to the hut, Sango carried Miroku's body. She felt so guilty, it was the least she could do. All was silent as they walked.

When they arrived at the hut, Kaede was the first to greet them.

"It's about time ye came...oh my..."

They gave Kaede the herb and told her the story of how Miroku had perished. She prepared the herb for Shippo, who then also heard the horrible story. Many tears were yet again shed.

One question still lay unanswered. What was the other herb for? (remember she asked them to get two kinds).

"Oh that? It is actually an herb that helps people with depression. It gives them a feeling of happiness, even if only for a short time."

They all agreed that after the herb was properly prepared, Sango should get it. She after all was most likely having the hardest time.

Later that day, Miroku was buried under a large tree just outside the village.

That night before Sango went off to visit Miroku's grave, Kaede gave the prepared herb to Sango. It was in a small pot and actually looked more like some kind of spread. Before she left, Kaede told Sango

"Don't forget to put out the fire." Sango didn't really understand this, so she chose to ignore it.

When she reached the site, she sat down next to the stone that had been used to mark the spot where he was buried. She cried some more, before looking up at the stars for a while. She had taken the pot filled with the spread like herb with her, so she dipped her finger in and licked it. Her eyes widened.

"This stuff is really good!" she said. She put her finger back in and brought it back into her mouth. As she sat there, sucking on her finger, she could see a figure forming in the distance.

It looked like a man. He was carrying a staff and it looked like he was wearing robes, just like the kind...Miroku used to wear?

She stood up. The figure came closer and closer. She wasn't sure who it was or what to expect, until she hard his voice.

"Sango? You haven't forgotten me already have you?"

Oooooooo now what could be going on in this little town? Why is he back? Is he a zombie? No...he must be a minion of Naraku. No that's not it...I know! How about you read the next chapter when it's posted? Now there's an idea worth contemplating!

Ja ne!