Well, here's another chapter. This is just something for me to do when I have a writers block on the novel I'm working on, maybe I'll finish it one day (hopeful thinking) if I ever get my computer back from my brother. Oh well, let's hope he doesn't kill it like he did the gamecube.

By the way, thanks for the reviews for my first chapter. I was rather nervous. I love writing but I've never had anyone but my best friend read my stuff before. So thanks for the encouragement.

And just so ya know, this is after the episode where they deal with the flesh-eating salamander demon and Miroku proposes to Sango (sorry if I spoiled it for those of you who haven't seen that episode yet, but it was oh so cute and fluffy! I still have it on my 'special episodes' tape), so ya know now!

Enjoy!

Italics a person's thoughts

Capitol letters a loud sound, ex. SLAP!

Bold and underline for emphasis sometimes

Blah blah blah is a persons dream

blah blah blah is a flashback

blah blah blah is dreaming a flashback

He got out of bed and pulled on his robes, cursing under his breath when he found his shredded leggings.

"I didn't know monks knew those kind of words," The female demon giggled from under the covers as she rolled over to get a better view of him, "thanks…for last night… you were amazing."

He shrugged and tightened the beads around his cursed hand. Sitting down next to the door, he watched her get up and dress, blushing slightly when she purposefully turned so he could get a whole frontal view.

"We shouldn't have done that," he whispered, ashamed that he gave in to her, ashamed that he gave in to a person he barely knew.

Her dog ears twitched and she gave him a soft, reassuring smile, "I know, but it will be our little secret. No one will ever have to know."

That's right, our secret. He couldn't help but smile a little at the irony, receiving a curious stare from Sango. No one knew, everyone knew. And then, of all things, we find out she's pregnant and, of course, she has them, they're half-demons, not thatI mind.Twins, a boy and a girl. Brown dog ears and the girl even had a fluffy tail like Ayana's.

"Okay! What in seven hells are you smiling at?" an angry voice interrupted his thoughts.

Miroku looked down at his Sango and shook his head, "nothing my dear, just dwelling on past memories."

Sango's eyes narrowed, "nothing lecherous I hope?" her voice threatening.

The monk could only sigh in response. I'm not that much of a pervert. Kami, can't this woman give me a break?

A small voice inside his head responded. She doesn't know.

Miroku ignored this voice, his conscience. Constantly nagging him to tell her and his friends the truth. But he couldn't, he just couldn't. He had tried a million times and he just couldn't.

Inuyasha stopped in his tracks, causing Kagome, then Miroku to bump into him.

"There's a demonic aura nearby… and I smell blood… human blood."

Without a word, kagome was on his back and Miroku, Sango, and Shippo were on Kirara. From above the treetops they could see a village perhaps a mile away. Nothing seemed wrong with it but they knew better than to judge a book by its cover.

In no time at all, they landed dead-center in the village square, a very deserted village square.

Miroku sweat-dropped. This is…this is the…

This is where you left the children. His conscience finished for him.

He could only stand there, transfixed with fear. Fear of them knowing, fear of Sango knowing, fear of her reaction to knowing. His mind was going a mile a minute, and no matter what plan he came up with, they would find out no matter what. He sighed inwardly, ready to just run away the second he got the chance. But he'd stay, he knew he'd stay, Sango may hate him for never telling her, but she'd loath him if he ran too. And he loved her way too much.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" Kagome's innocent voice echoed through the village.

"Y… you're n… not h… here to kill us?" an elderly man popped his head out the door.

Miroku was panicking inwardly now; that was the headman of the village, the person he had entrusted the care of his children to. And a half a second after this thought, the headman recognized him.

"Monk Miroku! You're here!" The old man rushed over and fell at his feet, "onegai! I beg you! Take them away from here, onegai! We cannot care for those monsters anymore!"

Miroku went very very pale… and then very very angry. Had the headman just dare call his children monsters!

Inuyasha caught every change in the monks' emotions, starting with the fear, then the panic, and then confusion and surprisingly strong anger emanating off the monk.

"I think you'd better explain what you mean," The monk's voice filled with uncharacteristic fury.

The headman looked up, seeing the confused face and angered eyes. He stood and bowed as low as he could without falling over, "come to my home and I'll explain." His voice wavering fearfully.

"You have kids," Sango whispered, mostly to herself, after hearing the headman use 'your' and 'two children' in the same sentence when speaking to the monk. He has two children? Two? …Why didn't he ever tell me?

As if hearing her inner question, Miroku quickly explained in as few words as possible, "Sango," he placed his hand on hers, she didn't shrug him off, "I wanted to tell you, and I've tried many times. I was just too scared. Please forgive me?"

He sounded so desperate and Kagome and Inuyasha could only look at Sango, wondering what her reaction would be, shock still written across their faces.

She heard him but she couldn't think, couldn't respond. She just sat there, and then pulled her hand away. She took a deep breath and looked up at the headman, "Gomen nasai, continue."

The headman looked at the demon slayer and then the monk, trying to put two and two together, it didn't take him long, and after figuring it out, he continued.

"Well, as I said, your two children spent most of their time protecting our village from demons like their mother had. They played with the children and learned to read and write, just as you requested… but one day… a demon attacked our northern fields near midday, just like they had plenty of times. Minoru was having his human period and couldn't do anything so Sari went it alone." The headman took a sip of his sake and then a deep breath.

"She was losing the battle; everyone could see it and Minoru couldn't help. She fell and didn't get up, we thought she was dead. But then… I don't know what happened… she just… got up. She was different," the man visibly shuddered, "it was terrifying. Minoru shouted for us to run, to get away, he wouldn't tell us why.

In a blink of a moment, the demon was dead and gone, engulfed in flames and burned to ashes. I'd never seen her express such power before. We only ran when…" This time tears slid down his face, Inuyasha could sense and overwhelming sadness.

He took a deep breath and got up, sliding open the door behind him. In the small room lay a boy, maybe only ten years old. He was asleep and wrapped in bandages that had red splotches from where the blood had seeped through, and burns were everywhere. Kagome gasped and ran to the boy's side, examining him instinctively.

"We only ran when she turned on us and attacked. Four villagers and two children died, one burned alive while she slashed the others to pieces with her claws. My grandson, Kotaku, was her best friend, they never left each others side," he watched Kagome check under the bandages and smiled sadly, "he was sure she wouldn't harm him… but she did, and she seemed to be taking her time with him, she was enjoying it, relishing in his pain and suffering. But then the sun hit noon and Minoru returned to his half-demon self and bowled into his sister, knocking her away and running off into the forest with her."

Kagome was about to tend the wounds herself when Inuyasha stopped her, knowing it was helpless.

The headman suddenlyknelt before the Monk, "onegai, I beg of you! Take them away from here! That was nearly over a year ago and she has attacked us every so often ever since then. So many people have died, we're afraid to enter the forest to gather herbs and the fields closest are unattended because she constantly patrols the forest edge there. Onegai! Stay here as long as need be, but stop her."

Miroku sighed and nodded, "I am sorry for the trouble they've caused, and deeply sorry for the lives that have been lost. I will remove them from here." He stood and bowed. Walking outside he stood on the porch and leaned on the rails, his shoulders weighed down with the grief of what his children had done and were capable of.

Images of his children flashed through his mind; Sari making baby noises in her sleep and gurgling in his arms; Minoru trying to eat the prayer beads around his cursed hand; Sari mastering her first flame attack as she fought a scarecrow; Minoru trying to learn how to make a simple barrier; the two tussling in the grass, trying to prove they're stronger than the other.

"They were so innocent," he murmured sadly.

"Miroku?" a small hand ran up the center of his back hesitantly in an attempt to comfort him.

He ignored her, he couldn't face her now. They were monsters. He turned away from Sango, his love, shrugging off her hand and walking away to where he knew a small hot spring residied.

o.O

So? What do ya think? Sorry if you wanted a lemon, but not yet. Don't worry, Sango and Miroku will have their moment. But first comes the man-to-man convo between Miroku and Inuyasha and the girl-talk between Kagome and Sango. Maybe I'll put a lemon in the next chapter, I'm still deciding.

Well, if you have anything to say, review away!