Mai's Opening Notes:
Who's in jail now? Well, I didn't really touch on this subject as I went on
in the previous chapter. I will be elaborating on it now. Thanks
for the comment one is good enough for me On ward!
He sat silently in a jail cell. It seemed that this was all he could do while he was here. He had a terrible fear
of being beaten up for the decisions he had made in his life. He side gently and ran a hand across his pale
face. Things had not gone as he had planned for them to go. Why was he here? He continued upward
with his hand and then ran it across his short black hair. "Damn it all"
Narrator:
Miroku had done many erroneous things in his past. The one that brought
him over the line had been this. He had been caught touching an underage
woman. Had he known that her parents were looking out the window
from the kitchen. Had he known that she was not interested in him.
But most women were interested in him, no all women in his
way of thinking, wanted him. What was he to do?
"Hey pedophile" Someone called out from outside. Miroku looked up slowly. Out of all the men in the
prison, suprisingly, he was the only one with his wrong doing. That he could still not believe. He sighed
lightly as his eyes scanned a police officer.
"What do you want now?" Miroku asked as he stood. He adjusted his clothes and sighed. Black and
white were not his colors, that was for sure. He walked up to the bars and waited for a response. All the
people at this jail had taken it all out on him. Even the men that had killed their wives, or robbed a bank
thought that Miroku was the greater sinner.
"You have a visitor" The officer said as he unlocked the gate. Miroku had to be locked up 24/7, he had
been beaten up way too many times. He stepped out from behind the cell in a fearful manner. Slowly he
walked after the officer. Had he had money he would not have been here, if only he had been able to pay
his bail. This was unjust, he figured. It all happened after his life went down hill, after InuYasha had been canceled.
He looked at the men that stood on the sides of the path they were following. When he went into the room
where his visitor was waiting he sat down. Shamefully he looked down at his lap, where his hands were resting.
Across from his sat a woman with a red pinstrip suit. Her legs were crossed at the knee as she leaned back
onto her chair. She sighed lightly as she saw the man she had known as Miroku walk in.
"You look like hell" She said with a chuckle as she ran a hand through her long chestnut colored hair. Her eyes
scanned him once more over. "So I'm getting you out of here. Inuyasha is gathering everyone" She smiled as she
saw the man's eyes jolt up. "We're getting the gang together and we're going to start the series once more. Just
think about it. I'll get you out if you agree to come back."
"Why didn't you just get me out of here to begin with?" He asked as he placed his hands on the table that
lay between them. He leaned forward enough to give her a glare.
"Oh Miroku, I had to let you rot here for awhile. I had to teach you a lesson. I mean what would I tell our friends
if I accepted you back home right away, or bailed you out right off the bat. I mean, I'm a professional." She quirked
a smile as the frustrated man sat before her. He was steaming.
"You could have told them that you loved me. You could have told them that you were going to help me out of
my problems and were going to give me another chance" He yelled out in anger.
"Give you another chance so soon? Miroku, dear, how many times have you done something like this? I couldn't just
give you another chance." She sighed as she felt her anger rising. "Well, are you coming back, or are you staying
here for your three month sentence?" She asked as she looked away with indifference.
"Hell no, I'm not staying here!"
"Good, I'll go pay and do the paperwork. You relax. We have a lot of things to do before we get Toshi-san to
finish translating the ending to the series." She pushed away from the chair and walked out of the room, leaving
Miroku in a pissed manner. Things seemed, in Miroku's eyes, to be looking up. Then again the punishment
Sango could have for him would be much worse then that of the men in this jail. What had he gotten into
there was nothing scarier than an angry wife.
