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Chapter 24: Beer- The Memory Stimulant

Jaken sighed, leaning heavily on the staff of heads. Just over a month they had waited for their Sesshoumaru-sama to return. He couldn't understand why he was gone. He had never before been away longer than a few days at most once Rin joined them.

But as they waited anxiously by the well for those first few nights, it started to turn into a sense of dread. He didn't know what had happened to make him disappear, and he feared the worst. It was Sesshoumaru-sama they were talking about, but still…

He moved outside the hut, glancing at Shippo and Rin's game of tic tack toe. They had finally allowed the fox-child to bring them into the village to wait with him for signs of the lost people, after week one. Rin and Shippo had hit it off famously, mostly conspiring to torment him.

He sighed again, toad breath bubbling in his throat. At the least, Sesshoumaru-sama couldn't fault him for not taking care of Rin. He'd watched her carefully to make sure she came to no harm while they were in the forest, making sure she was warm and fed each night, and when they'd come to the village with Shippo, the older miko had taken her under her wing and spoiled her just as rotten as Shippo.

He wasn't complaining. It meant far less tormenting on the children's part. They'd go play with those 'crayon' things and leave him alone.

He found he rather missed them. Which was silly of him, but there it was. He did like Rin, deep down.

He cleared his throat slightly, alerting Shippo and Kirara to his presence. Rin looked around at him, and smiled. "Are we going to the well again, Jaken-sama?

"Yes we are."

"Oh good! Maybe Sesshoumaru-sama will be back again today!" Rin grinned happily, and ran up to Jaken. "Rin has to remember to ask him how long he will be gone, next time. He tells Rin, but only if she asks"

Jaken glowered at her. Sesshoumaru never told him when he asked….

"You do that" He could always get Rin to tell him how long his lord would be absent, he supposed. But still...why did he tell her, a little girl, and not him, his lords devoted servant? Why? Jaken didn't understand it at all.

Shippo and Rin skipped ahead of him down the trail, whispering excitedly, and Jaken sighed. He knew what was coming next. They'd attack him with flowers again, or drop caterpillars down his back. Or tie him to Kirara and let him have an upside down thrill ride again.

How entertaining.

Why had he ever missed that? He'd been an idiot.

They arrived at the well, and he sighed as the absence of power in the air told him no one had been there since their last visit. The children didn't know and so rushed up to the well.

Shippo balanced on the rocky lip, peering down. "Hello? Kagome? Inuyasha? Are you back yet?"

Beside him, Kirara mewed pitifully. She missed Sango just as much as Shippo missed his adoptive mother. She had guarded Sango's boomerang for her, against the village boys. They'd wanted to play 'demon slayer' and she'd firmly laid that notion to rest by transforming and growling at them. It hadn't taken much to send them running.

Jaken sat down heavily.

Another day or two of waiting. A week. Another month. When would he be back? He didn't know. And it worried him.

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Kagome wiped her hands on her ratty clothing, and absently counted the small holes that had appeared as if by magic. She was going to need to throw these things out as soon as they got home. She looked at her sun browned skin, and grinned.

No one would believe her if she said it was a genuine Caribbean tan, gotten while working on a pirate ship.

He put away the mop, and stood at the side of the boat, watching the coast glide by. Today was the day they arrived in Singapore, Jack said. She wasn't sure what they'd do once there. She'd managed to remember that she had a geography text with her, but it had been hard to read. The pages had gotten stuck together with salt, and water stained. But she was able to make out the coat of Asia, and a few town names. Enough to get them by on. She'd ripped out the relevant pages to take with them.

She'd pointed these out to Jack, and he'd said trying to book passage to Qui Nhon, from Singapore and then to Hong Kong might work, or at least was one of the routes they used. After that, Kagome was sure they would be able to prevail upon Sesshoumaru to take them island hopping, flying up the chain of specks of land leading to the main islands of Japan.

She was sure she'd caught a distinct feeling of homesickness in everyone, including the stoic lord. She giggled. Perhaps it was just her, but the months worth of time being stuck on a ship together with mortals had done something to improve his attitude on humans.

Maybe that had something to do with the day he'd gotten stuck in the rigging. She didn't know how he'd done it, but he'd gotten stuck, struggled, then gotten stuck even worse, and ended trussed up like a turkey. He'd been all set to finally just slash through everything in sight before Jack screamed at him, shouting that "We need those ropes to hold the main sail up, you idiot! We'll be crippled! Moron!"

After that, Jack had climbed up with Anamarie and they'd set him free in a matter of minutes. Sesshoumaru had been thoughtful ever since. As demonstrated, there were things humans could do that he couldn't. She hoped he wouldn't see the rest of her species as insects anymore. It got really annoying in a travel companion after a while.

Then, of course, there was Sango and Miroku. Kagome grinned even wider. She knew her friend liked the monk, and only objected because of his womanizing. Miroku on the other hand, had wanted to wait till Naraku was finally dead to be with her. Both of them had managed to grow even closer.

Kagome smirked. Oh yes, very close, if Sango felt she could slip into the captains quarters with Miroku at some ungodly, midnight hour. Very close indeed, those two. She wished Sango the best of luck. She'd be able to keep Miroku in line with that boomerang, once they got home. If they got home. A sword wasn't really the best for thunking people over the head with. Too sharp and pointy.

Footsteps echoed on the deck behind her, and she grinned as Inuyasha came to stand beside her, shading his eyes against the glare of sun on water.

"See anything yet?" She asked. She wondered what Singapore would be like.

"Just barely. There's a town shaped smudge over there" Inuyasha jerked his thumb in the direction of the rising sun.

Kagome smiled. She was happy, since it meant they were that much closer to home. But sad as she realized this would be her last day with the crew of the Pearl. She'd gotten to know them quite well over the past few weeks, and she knew it would be very unlikely she'd see them again. Even if by some chance she ended up in this time again, they were pirates

They lived on the edge, and never in the same place for long. She'd have a hard time finding them again in the wide world of the 1600's. There was only a slim chance they'd meet again.

She'd miss them. Anamarie, and her vast knowledge of how to run a boat. Jack, and all his peculiarities. Gibbs kindly showing her and Inuyasha the ropes, while Sesshoumaru watched, pretending not to listen in on the lessons. Gibbs scolding Miroku for not cleaning properly, and Mr. Cottons intelligent talking parrot.

She blinked. Today was goodbye. She hadn't really thought of it before. The day they arrived in Singapore was always hazy, far off. And it had snuck up on her. She wondered how time did that.

Another thing she wondered about. Would Sesshoumaru try and kill them the moment they arrived home? He'd actually refrained from starting any open hostility for this trip, a small miracle.

She wondered if this was, at last, some indication of brotherly affection towards Inuyasha. Meaning he wouldn't try and kill him anymore. She wasn't sure. But the lack of violence had been promising.

Who knew? Maybe the trip had done him good. It had certainly proven to him that humans could do things to untangle ropes that he could not. So perhaps the 'humans are dirt' attitude would fade.

Maybe. This was Sesshoumaru after all. Ice prince of the week, and five times winner of the 'Japan's coldest killer' award.

Inuyasha shaded his eyes again, looking out across the ocean "Wonder how long it'll take?"

"I don't know. Let's ask"

Kagome led the way towards the helm, proud that she finally knew what was port side, and what was starboard. Left was starboard, right was port…

Jack grinned as they arrived, and let go of the helm briefly. "Seen it, have you? Singapore? We'll be there by noon wit this wind."

Jack narrowed his eyes. "Which means you need to lower the sail for us one last time, before you go Inuyasha. At the start of this trip, you hardly knew what a ship was, but now you can set the sails, and everything." He grinned even wider. "Must be that you had excellent teachers!"

Inuyasha scowled, but went to obey. One thing he'd quickly learned was that you obeyed the captain, and did it quickly. Or the consequences grew dire.

Kagome watched him go with a slight smile. "Will there be many ships in the port going where we wan to go?"

Jack thought about that for a moment. "Depends. It's been a while since my last visit, you see. Over ten years. And things like that truly depend on the trading that goes on"

'Or the amount of piracy that occurs' Kagome added silently, smiling. "How much should passage be? I don't know what things are worth, here"

Jack stroked his goatee. "Two of the smaller jewels from that cave should be fair. Don't let some cheep Captain barter a kings ransom for passage"

He smirked. "I'd take Inuyasha bargaining with you. Tell him to look dangerous, or something. That always encourages reasonable business"

Kagome laughed. "I'll remember that. She went over to where Sango and Miroku were sitting, starting to gather the few belongings that had gone with them. She had her own packing to attend to, so she veered right, into hr sleeping quarters. She pulled the ratty, once yellow backpack out from where it had been tossed last night, and started shoving things in.

All the things she'd brought with her, except for a few items. The soggy geography book had gone to Jack. And the food was long since eaten. The bandages were low too, used up on minor scrapes and bruises. She'd left her hand cream with Anamarie.

All in all, her bag was half empty when her own remaining things were put away. A good thing too…Kagome eyed the things she'd accumulated since coming here. The jewels, of course. A small knife with a gold skull in the hilt, also pirate plunder, and a few coins as souvenirs. And a hat.

Jack had insisted she take an old hat with her, to remember them by.

Kagome grinned down at its frayed edge, and gently tucked it in on top. She'd miss them, all of them.

Shouting and the sounds of activity sounded though the wooden beams, and she poked her head topside.

They had entered the harbor. She stared, fascinated with the British merchants, the Spanish galleons, at the Chinese junks crowding the waterway. It was chaos, there were so many ships! Surely one of them would take them where they needed to go. Towards this era's Japan, and then home.

Inuyasha dropped down beside her, going to retrieve his bandanna. It had come off halfway through the voyage on a windy day, but nobody on the pearl had thought much of it…what were a pair of ears, after cursed pirates? They hadn't asked questions, and he hadn't provided any explanations. It worked out quite well. But it had been nice to get rid of the bandana. It was irritating. He'd noticed Sesshoumaru quietly get rid of the ties in his hair as well, with an equal lack of comment

That was the nice this about these pirates. They judged you by what you could do, not what you looked like. The people on shore probably wouldn't share their open mindedness.

A moment later, Inuyasha rejoined her, scowling as he shoved the grimy bit of cloth back on his head. "Stupid thing….it pinches, not matter what I do with it.,…."

Kagome grinned. "But you should wear it. Because if you don't, some soppy noblewoman might chase you around till she gets a close up view. Just like Anamarie did, that one time."

"She was drunk!" Inuyasha shuddered. "Scary woman…"

Kagome laughed. Looked like he remembered being hounded by a drunken Anamarie none too fondly. And really, she couldn't blame him. Someone chasing after you while under the influence, just so they could latch onto your ears? It was silly…probably traumatizing too…

She reached up and tweaked his bandanna fondly. "Here. I'll fix it up" She carefully tied it back up, making sure it wouldn't pinch or come off.

She glanced over at Sango and Miroku, and saw they were ready too, once the ropes were dealt with. She hurried off to help them dock, after leaving her book bag by Sango and Miroku's possessions. The crew worked fast, and within minutes they were ties up at the docks, and a plank had been extended from shore for them.

Kagome looked out at the shore. It looked so scary, from here. At least on the boat she'd known the people she was with, but out there, it was a whole other world.

Her eyes hardened into determination. If she needed to go through a hundred towns, a thousand cities like this to get home, then she would. She was going home no matter what. It didn't even matter which home, anymore, the one she'd been born with, her family, or the one she'd made for herself in the feudal era.

Inuyasha stepped up beside her, watching the people. "One of them has to be able to get us home" He muttered to himself. Kagome's lips quirked. He was right. One of them must be able to.

Sango and Miroku hurried over. Miroku grinned as he dusted his hands off "Last time I ever clean a deck!" He grimaced at the callused, dry skin on his palms. He was sure he would remember every knothole on this ship for the rest of his life.

Sesshoumaru joined them, appearing out of nowhere. Kagome thought he might have been hiding in the crows nest again, but wasn't sure.

They stood in a ragged circle, looking at the crew. Jack stood looking back at them, equally at a loss for words.

"Well…er….here we are, Jack. Thank you for doing this for a bunch of strange strangers." Kagome smiled weakly. They were almost home. Almost home.

Jack smirked. "Not that hard. Plenty of loot hereabouts. This trip will be good for us too." His fingers fidgeted, rubbing together nervously. "What could I do, leave you stranded? You stick out like sore thumbs here, mates. You got my life back for me, more than once. Poor return if I left you high and dry now, isn't it?"

He shuffled, the coat flung over his arm dragging along the deck close to Kagome's feet. He'd had his doubts when they fell into his boat, but by now…

They'd saved his life. They'd given him back the Peal. They'd given him back more than a life. They'd given him back his pride, dignity. His respect on the open seas. His Pearl.

And he would go, and prove himself still the most fearsome pirate. They would over take one of the largest merchant vessels here come nightfall, and plunder their way back towards India. He was going to see if they were still as trusting of clerics, even after the time he'd tried smuggling silk out of the country with his crew as monks, and himself a priest.

His mind was already turning towards the possibilities that waited, trying to forget about the pain of good-byes by occurring himself with the mundane, little details in life. Not that planning to take on the majority of the east India trading company was little. Far from it. He wanted his name to go down in history! He wanted to become the most famous pirate, the one people still whispered stories of a century from now.

Kagome smiled at him though the tears. "I'll miss you. All of you."

"As will we." Sango smiled at him warmly, ignoring the so far innocent arm around her neck, curtsey of Miroku. As long as it didn't go any…lower….

Sango glared icicles at him "Have you no sense of timing?"

Fwap.

Miroku rolled down the gangplank, coming to a stop on the cobblestones of the dock.

"Sango…that hurt!"

The crew of the Pearl laughed, and called goodbye as their foreign friends left the ship, covering the sadness of farewell with shouting and catcalls. They knew it would be unlikely they would cross paths again.

Kagome's eyes started growing weepy, and she wiped at them with a free hand, still smiling as she watched her friends vanish as they turned a corner in to a crowded street.

Sesshoumaru slowed, watching the town around them alertly. As far as he was concerned, being in the center, or even on the outskirts of a human city was akin to being behind enemy lines. He kept himself alert, taking in everything as they passed shops, taverns, laughing people, drunks in the gutters.

Kagome brought out her bag of jewels and weighted it in her hand consideringly. "How do you ask what ship goes where?"

Miroku rubbed his hands together. "At one of these fine drinking establishments, of course!" He turned towards the nearest one, delicately stepping over the man passed out on the doorstep.

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow and moved slightly closer to Kagome. He remembered all to well the eventful trip to the 'drinking establishments' on Tourtuga. He wasn't going to let Kagome out f sight in there.

Miroku scanned the crows of noisy British men, and pulled a few coins out of his private stash, rubbing them together. Who looked like they knew the local scenery? Who…?

Ah. He grinned as he spotted an older, grizzled man at the back of the pub, sitting alone with an empty tankard. They could easily buy the information from him, if they bought him another round r two.

Miroku led the way across the room, cheerfully ignoring Sango's look of distaste, Kagome's puzzled expression and the nauseated looks on the Inu brothers faces. He plunked himself down at the table, and grinned at the man across from him. "Hello! Mind if we share your table, kind sir?"

"Go ahead." The old man stared hard at his clay cup , not bothering to look at Miroku

Miroku gestures for Sango and Kagome to sit down, and Inuyasha. Sesshoumaru , lacking a chair, stood leaning against the wall, off color white clothing standing out easily against the dingy wooden slats of the pub.

He wished he had his armor., but it had gone down with the Interceptor. It would have felt a lot more normal if he was standing in his armor., And if he could find a decent amount of hot water to have a bath in. He was sure that salt had actually crusted onto his skin, on that boat.

Miroku beckoned the barmaid over, cringing a little as Sango's eye fell on him accusingly. "I wasn't planning anything!" he whispered slightly guiltily.

Sango just looked, and he sighed. She knew him too well.. "Rum, or sake, if you have any." He paused, as though just remembering the old man was there. "And for you? We are imposing on you…"

The old man brightened considerably. "Beer! The house beer, for me!"

The barmaid disappeared into the crows of people surrounding the bar, and returned a short while later with their drinks. Inuyasha poked at the rum he'd been served, determined not to gag from the close proximity and sat back to listen to Miroku talk the information they needed out of the old seaman.

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"Well, you must know nearly all the ships coming in and out, and where they go, if you've been here that long!"

"Oh, aye. Know where they all goes, I do. Tell ya too, if you'd be so kind…?" the grizzled looking sailor held out his glass with a grin, saying, with a straight face, that "Beer helps jog yer memory, don'tcha know?"

Kagome fought not to laugh. Looked like Miroku was dealing with someone with a flair for exertion as great as his own. She grinned at the age polished wooden table, then looked around the pub. She'd never been in one before, much less one like this one. There was old food and drink on the floor, and stick patches on the table. Smoke filled the room, and the smell of salty alcohol. She doubted she'd want to spend much time here.

The man grinned, and Miroku smiled back. He didn't mind. He had money to spend. "I agree. Wonderful for the memory"

The barmaid made another delivery of beer, and the aging sailor sipped, smacking his lips. "Now, what did yer need me to remember?"

"Oh, not too much. The fastest route to Japan. The quickest ships, when they leave, and if they'll take passengers"

The old man sat back, nursing his beer mug. "Well, lessee….fastest way to Japan is by way of …whereabouts in Japan did yer want to go?"

Kagome spoke up. "Tokyo…er…..Edo, I mean." She'd forgotten again, the differences between pasts and present.

"Edo, eh? Going round the edge o' the South China Sea, though Sabah, and Laoag, then up through the Ryukyu Islands is fastest. On the East China sea side, mind, before you hit Kyushu. Nasty weather off the open ocean, so be sure yer take a ship going the right route. Faster, in the end. Safer too"

He sat back further in his seat, relaxing, mug of beer half emptied again. If he played his cards right, he might be able to get another few drinks out of this.

Inuyasha shook his head. He'd never heard of some of these places before today and they were making his head spin. Or perhaps that was just the fumes….

"We only need to go as far as the Ryukyu Islands, Miroku" Kagome said quietly. "We can go the rest of the way with Sesshoumaru's help. Faster that way."

The grizzled seaman sat forwards. "Just that far, eh? Well, I know a man goes that far. Didn't think you'd want to go with him, seeing as he don't go all the way to Edo, but he'll get you as far as T'aipei, at the tip 'o those Islands. Now….what was his name again?"

The old man scratched at his scraggly beard, eyes screwed tight in a way that suggested he was thinking very hard. Miroku called the barmaid over again with a sigh. The old man smiled as the beer was delivered "Ah! Great memory prodder, this."

Inuyasha didn't think so. The old man just wanted the beer. Alcohol, if he remembered, or rather didn't remember, made you forget things you'd done the previous night. He doubted it helped you remember anything at all.

"Cap'n Roger Terwilligar, I think it was. He makes berth at the long side of the harbor wall, on a ship with the British flag and a dragon figurehead. He'll get you there, for a good price. He sails with the next tide, so I'd be hurryin' off if I was you." The old man grinned as they stood up.

Miroku grinned, and tossed him a coin. "Thank you. You've been most helpful." The sailor grinned back, biting the coin as they left. Lots of drinking to be done still, with the strangers money.

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They left the pub, and breathed the relatively clean air of the streets again with relief. "So, he's docked down there?" Sango pointed at the long curve of the breakwater, and at the point where the docks began."

Inuyasha shaded his eyes against the setting sun. "I can see a lot of flags with red crosses, white X's, and a blue background…stupid looking things…"

"That would be the British" Sesshoumaru added softly. His brother might not remember those colors from Port Royale, but he never forgot an enemies symbol. He'd seen those flags before.

"Yup. The Union Jack. Perfect! Lets go!" Kagome grinned "Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru, Jack said it might go better if you looked…ah…threatening, while we bargain. He said they'd try and swindle us otherwise!"

Inuyasha grinned. "Sure" Sesshoumaru merely gave a curt nod. He didn't think any extra effort was needed to inspire fear. If there was, he was doing things wrong.

Kagome congratulated herself. He'd gotten to the 'smile and nod' stage, as opposed to the 'I don't care' stage. Sesshoumaru was defiantly making some headway in people skills, here.

They hurried along the waterfront, avoiding the various activities and the nightlife with ease, taking to the rooftops if needed to get across the bustling town fast enough. Smells of tar, of fried rice, of tobacco and beer wafted over the rooftops with them silently.

At last, a dragon figurehead came into view, on a ship sporting the Union Jack. Inuyasha set Kagome down on the street, and Sesshoumaru drifted down with Sango and Miroku behind them. They paused outside the range of activities, not wanting to intrude on the men busily dropping cargo into the hold.

Kagome wandered over to the man bellowing orders in a voice that would have made any officer proud, and smiled. Inuyasha slipped in behind her, grinning slightly ferociously. If Kagome wanted menacing, that was what she got. Big, scruffy, menacing hanyou.

The man looked down at Kagome, and then up at Inuyasha. "Who are you? He caught sight of the rest of the group behind them, their mismatched appearance's making them look just as scruffy.

"Did you finally bring that shipment for Kyoto that I…"

Miroku cut in smoothly. "I'm afraid not. We are merely travelers in need of the services of one Captain Roger Terwilligar."

"Aye. That's me" The captain folded his arms, waiting.

"We would like to book passage on your ship, tonight if you would be so kind. We need to get to the Islands as soon as possible"

At the mans hesitant expression, Miroku hurriedly added "We would be prepared to pay you well for your troubles, of course.

The indecision left the captains face at once "Well why didn't you say so in the first place!" He clapped Miroku in the back, and led them onto the ship. "Even better, I'm short a few crewmembers. I'll lower the rates if you can fill in. Got any experience with ships?"

Kagome laughed. "We just came from a voyage across the Atlantic, helping out all the way. We know a bit. Enough, I hope."

The Captain beamed. "Wonderful! I need a couple of men who're good with the rigging, and a lookout. Anyone got a pair of good eyes? Last lookout got knifed this week." He winced. Miroku blinked. Had he said knifed? That sounded mildly dangerous, working as lookout here.

Kagome looked at Sesshoumaru. "Lookout duty again?"

He shrugged, barely. Kagome took that as a yes. Miroku grinned. Better him than Miroku. He pitied the soon dead fool who tried to knife Sesshoumaru.

"I'll do the rigging jobs with Inuyasha" Miroku volunteered, eager not to be demoted to the position of cleaning the deck again. He did not want to spend the next boat trip he went on with raw, chapped hands and harsh lye soap that smeared all over his skin and burned.

Captain Terwilligar grinned again, and rubbed his hands. "Excellent. I'll give you a five percent bargain on fare!"

"What! That's outrageous. 15 percent at least!" Miroku was outraged. Jack hadn't been kidding when he described the exhortative fees these guys charged around here. That much was a pittance compared to the amount of work they'd do for him. Plus saving him the trouble of looking for additional crew.

"I don't know if you're any good. You said you were, but what if you need to be taught? That's 5 percent right there."

"But we save you the time of looking for another lookout, or more people. The convenience alone makes it 15!"

Kagome sighed and rubber her temples as they shot offers back and forth across the table like missiles, each clearly enjoying the maneuvering game of words. At was all a little game to see who could cheat the other worst.

Men.

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Lol. Another chapter done. Phewf. Been awake for….(checks) grand total of 33 point something hours now and counting. Yay! XDXDXDXDXD You can thank a large amount of red bull mixed with unhealthy amounts of cortisol for that. And the night is yet young. Which means I can't go to bed till 5 more hours, since I was technically 'asleep' last night instead of pulling an all nighter. Gah. . idiot. Work tomorrow will be hell.

Anyways……I'm sure most of you will/have experienced 33 hours of activity in a row before. Nothing new. Thanks for reading, people! I really love the reviews I keep getting! Thank you so much!

DogEarFetish: I don't know about that. Thought it would have been hilarious :P And no, you should try it! You can do it! I have faith in you! (wants to read such a crossover. Since she adores both potc and fma. Ed!XD)

Victory's Ashes: I feel your tiredness. Believe me. I'm not looking forwards to my alarm at 6. (Don't think the red bull likes me anymore . ) and yeah, I guess…I just write till it's a good place to stop. Although there is a trend towards wordiness happening :P

Silverspun: lol, no, they do make a good pair. Both womanizers, both like their drinks…lol. And yeah, Sess just wants to have the trip be over, I'm guessing.

Zanamra Adokiam: He has a flashback to where a bunch of men with rifle looking things (not a gun expert) surround him in episodes 133/134, a one hour special. I believe the episode title is along the lines of 'the woman who loved Sesshoumaru' One of my favorites out of all the episodes. Next to the one where he and Inuyasha face off against big bad giant kitty cat.

Inuzrule: There are a great many people who view it a matter of pride to have to worst hangover they can get, since it meant they were the most wasted the night before. I don't see the point, myself, but obviously some people must. And being darned to heck….you wouldn't happen to be conspiring with Phil, the prince of insufficient light, are you, hm?

TrisakAminawn: I'm not an expert on ships, so I might have left it vague because of a lack of knowledge. Me not doing my homework. However…I think I made up for it here, since their travel itinerary actually was plotted on a map. :P sad. And….Jack doesn't know they're not really wallpaper. He thinks the're decorations, or something. I think Miroku was already a little drunk when he bet them. But he can always make more! Thanks:)

Dehlia.: Whoops!….I think that gets added to my list of things to fix when I redo that part. Thanks for pointing it out:D

Sesshy-chansbestpal: He is, when you think about it. Probably why they hit it off so well.

RubyRoseoftheBlackBlood: ouch….actually, starting Aug 10, I'm gone till September without computer access as well. Yay. -- I WANT A LAPTOP! My email's gonna be hell….don't be sorry. Really.

Braindead: Thanks!

Lady-Seoh-Phoenix: Yes, I'm actually trying to finish this ficlet this summer. Or at least, early fall. Since I have a few weeks cut off from computers (NOOO:'( )

Akana Akazen: Lol. Miroku likes his rum. And is a clever bargainer too, luckily. Yay! You got to read HP. And I agree. (shakes fist at book)

WhyWhatShutup: Trying to work on that. Not my forte, but if I work on it, I might improve the fluffyness