Disclaimer: I started writin' this story, but then I got high. I coulda'
owned Inu yasha, but then I got high. Now the lawyers are gangin' up on me
and I know why...Yea~h, cause I got high, cause I got high, cause I got
high. La da da da da pa....(Oh, and I don't own the song either *sigh*)
AN: I have a lot of fun when I write my disclaimers, can't you tell? ^_^ This chapter will focus on Sango...and when there's Sango, you gotta have Kirara and Miroku ^__~. Lot's of biting, fighting, and slappin' to come in this chapter, as well as more about Naraku's role. Enjoy!
Houshi- Buddhist monk.
Hiraikotsu- Flying bone.
Kawaii- Cute.
Hentai- I'll just say perverted, since this word can have a few bad meanings ^_^
Nogareru~Break Away
By Otaku-Chan ^_~
Chapter Six~Sango's Unlikely Companion
Sango wiped the perspiration from her forehead as she continued on the trail that would lead her to her destination. All that could be heard around her was the crunching sound of the dead, yet colorful autumn leaves under her feet. After walking for two days, she wondered when she would ever reach Sesshoumaru's estate. She put her hand on the soul stealing scroll, contemplating what she soon would be doing.
Hitching up the leather strap to her heavy boomerang to a more comfortable position, Sango stopped for a moment, sure that she heard something nearby. Cool, fearless eyes glanced around. Nothing seemed unusual. All she could see was the endless expanse of the forest before her, and glimmering beams of sunlight shining through the canopy of the trees, speckling the ground, as well as highlighting the yellow-greens and oranges of the leaves.
'Maybe it was just the wind,' she thought as she continued at her original pace.
Suddenly, she was knocked to the ground by some unknown force. Something was heavy on her chest...
Her eyes closed tightly from the fall, Sango swallowed her rising fear and slowly began to open them. What she saw before was highly unexpected. A pair of bright red, slitted eyes stared back at her curiously as a cute little nose twitched, sniffing her out. It looked like a neko, however, she knew from the two tails that it was most definitely a youkai.
Gently plucking the furry creature off of her chest, she placed it on her lap. How could such an adorable little thing have given her such a fright? Sango giggled at herself, and the youkai looked up at her, making a squeaky little noise. "You know, it's not polite to jump on strangers," she remarked as she gave in to her desire to pet it.
*Purrrr*
"Do you have a name?" she asked, then mentally slapped herself. Of course this type of youkai couldn't speak! "How about I give you a name? Let's see..."
Sango placed her right index finger and her thumb on her chin, thinking of what name would be best suited for the neko youkai on her lap. Suddenly, she slapped her fist over the palm of her hand and triumphantly said," I got it! I'll call you Kirara, because that was the name of my first kitty when I was a little girl. You do sort of resemble her."
Once again, she received a high squeak as a reply. Standing back up, Sango placed 'Kirara' on her shoulder. "Even though you're a youkai, I don't mind having a little company on this trip. Perhaps Naraku-Sama will allow me to keep you when I return to Saizen."
**********
After venturing through the darkening woods for another few hours with Kirara, Sango finally reached a small stream where she could take a nice, cool drink, as well as rest her tired legs.
"Ah, nothing beats fresh spring water, ne kirara?"
*Squeak*
The two sat drinking in simple bliss. It was always enjoyable to just be one with nature. No worries, fighting, or political garbage. Just watching the little minnows in the stream was enough to put Sango at ease.
"It's getting late, so we should stay around here for the night."
Changing out of her taijiya outfit into a sleeping robe, she was all set to drift off into a hopefully good night's sleep. Then she pulled out her small leather bag, and procured from it a small rolled up blanket. Searching out a comfortable spot, Sango laid down, resting her head on her bag, which had a change of clothing in it, so it was a fairly descent pillow. Kirara rolled up into a warm little ball of fur on her stomach as she closed her eyes.
**********
The ever welcome face of the full moon sent milky waves of white light over the expanse of the sleepy forest, illuminating everything in an ethereal glow. It was by this light that the Houshi preferred to travel.
After many unsuccessful trips to many crowded villages, the young man sighed in disappointment. So many beautiful women, yet none would grant him his seemingly innocent request...
'Surely I will find someone who will bear my...,' suddenly he lost his train of thought. There before him lied a beautiful maiden. The pure light of the moon shone ever brighter off of her sleeping garment. A sly smile made its way onto his face as he glanced at the wondrous creature before him. 'The lord must be smiling down upon me, because it's not every day that a man finds a beautiful woman sleeping innocently on the cool ground within a dangerous forest such as this.'
Temptation was hard to pass up as he bent down close to the sleeping beauty, eyeing her soft lips as the moonlight revealed them. He could feel her slow, gentle breathing close to his own as he closed the distance. Her warm lips were so soft...
**********
Sango was in a half-conscious state, not quite awake, yet not quite asleep. In the haziness of her confusion, she found that it was hard to breath.... As her eyes slowly fluttered open to reveal a strange man kissing her, she snapped to attention, letting her hand fly until she heard a satisfying 'smack!'
"Owowowow!!!"
*Sqeeeeaaaakkkk!!!!*
"You heinous, loathsome, vile...!!!" Sango shouted in rage, now fully awake, and beating her fists upon the man in her presence. Kirara was busy biting his hand as hard as she could...
"Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! Honto ni gomen nasai! I swear I'll never touch another sleeping beauty as long as I live! Please stop! Ow!" the Houshi yelled as he tried to get away from the ferocious pair.
"Bite him till you draw blood! I won't tolerate such a pig!" Sango roared. The man could have sworn that her eyes glowed red...if he ever had a reason to be frightened, she was it!
"Please my dear lady! Calm yourself! I truly meant no harm! I was only expressing my love for such a beauty as yourself!"
Sango noticed the dark maroon and black outfit he was wearing, and the staff that was on the ground next to him...He was definitely a Houshi.
"You lie! How can a Houshi be such a...such a hentai? Mark my words, if you ever touch me again, I WILL kill you."
If looks could kill, the Houshi would have been instantly dead from the fiery woman's glare. At least she had stopped hitting him.
'Ahh...the way her chest rises and falls with each deep breath...' the young man thought with a wicked grin.
*Smack!*
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE STARING AT!!!???"
Brandished with another red hand mark to accompany his other cheek, the lecherous Houshi finally decided to act appropriately.
"My name is Miroku. I'm a traveling Houshi who's been searching for someone to...never mind. Let's just say I have a mission."
Sango moved at least ten feet away to keep her body at a safe distance from this 'Miroku' character. Perhaps she'd have to sleep up in trees from now on to protect herself...
"Listen, I really don't care who you are, or what business you have with anyone. Now, if you will kindly leave, I'll spare your pathetic life," Sango said, trying not to lose her temper again.
"I'm truly regretful for my actions. I don't know what came over me. However, I must say that you sure are tough for a female. What is your occupation? A taijiya, correct?" Miroku asked, trying to change the subject. Sango narrowed her eyes at him before giving an answer.
"Yes. Now get out of my site."
"Fine, fine. I know when I'm not wanted. I'll just take myself far, far away, where you'll never have to see me again."
"Stop stalling, Houshi," Sango growled as she reached for her boomerang. Seeing the large weapon, Miroku took that as his que to get away from her as quickly as humanly possible.
"Please do not remain angry for long, for I hope we shall meet again fair maiden!" he called as he quickly disappeared from whence he came.
Sango sighed in relief as she put her weapon back up against the sturdy tree it was on before. 'What a weirdo.'
Weary that he may come back, she remained awake for the rest of the night. When dawn broke, she dressed in her taijiya gear once more and set out with Kirara on her shoulder. Indeed, she was tired, but as long as she kept her chastity. 'Damn bastard! I never even knew people like that really existed!' she fumed in her thoughts.
*Squeak!*
"Kirara, what's wrong?"
"Ano...funny we should run into each other again, ne?"
Sango jumped at that familiar male voice...that Houshi bastard!
"How dare you follow me! I'm gonna...!"
"W-Wait! I only came to give this back to you!" he pleaded as he held up the soul stealing scroll. "I found this on the ground and figured it must be yours since only a taijiya would possess such a powerful thing..."
Sango slowly walked up to Miroku, careful to avoid his untrustworthy hands.
"That scroll is very important to me. Please give it back," she said seriously. As he extended his hand to give her the desired scroll, he suddenly pulled it back just as she reached for it, teasing her. "I said give it to me!"
"Now that I think of it, you must be a pretty high ranking taijiya to be carrying one of these around. You really should be more careful with it, you know? I think I'll keep it. I can get a pretty penny for this..."
Suddenly, Sango, feeling her rage begin to rise, lunged for it, leaving Miroku shocked as she pinned him to the ground.
"Now, now! We only just met, and I don't even know your name!" Miroku exclaimed as he squirmed underneath her, trying to keep the scroll away from her hands. "Hey! Let's make a deal. You let me travel with you, and I'll give you this scroll in return, fair?"
Sango stopped her attempt for the scroll and looked him directly in the eyes, still straddling him. "I will accept the scroll, however, if you travel with me, you're likely to jeopardize your own life, as well as mine."
Miroku caught a hint of fear coming from the girl. Then again, she must of been on one hell of a youkai hunting mission if she carried a soul stealing scroll.
"I'm not as weak as I look...ah..."
"Sango is my name."
Then Sango got off of the Houshi and he willingly gave her the scroll. "Since my mission is likely to fail again, I have nothing better to do than to accompany you. After all, I am trained in the arts of exorcism, etc., since I AM a Houshi, and it's against my religion to leave a beautiful woman to the perils of the youkai," he said with a gentle look in his deep, violet eyes. He actually could be charming when he wanted to.
Sango was suspicious. Why would a lech suddenly become a gentleman? No, she didn't trust him as far as she could throw her hiraikotsu, yet there was something about him that she was attracted to...
"You can come along on one condition."
"I'm listening," he replied.
"You will respect my personal space, or suffer the consequences."
"As you wish...Sango."
*Squeak*
"Kirara will not hesitate to rip you to shreds," Sango warned as she patted the youkai's little head, "since this type of youkai is known to take on a much more fearsome form."
Without another word, Sango gathered her fallen things and turned back to the woodland path. The morning was still young as birds sang their melancholy tunes and go about their lives in a never ending cycle.
'Soon I'll be facing him. Very soon,' Sango thought as she stepped over another tree root. She could hear Miroku right behind her, twigs snapping beneath his sandals. Her attention suddenly shifted from killing Sesshoumaru, to the man behind her. Now that she thinks of it, what exactly is his 'mission?'
"Ne, Houshi-Sama, what is your so-called mission? I'm curious to know."
Miroku stopped in his tracks and Sango turned to face him. He took a step closer to her and she could see an almost pained look on his face. Then he held up his left hand, which Sango noticed had a maroon cloth and a rosary wrapped around it.
"My family has been cursed by a youkai lord long ago, and therefore, I will not live for too much longer."
Sango flinched at hearing that. What was this curse? Her curiosity was peaked.
"I have an air void in this hand. It can suck anything into a timeless void whenever I remove the rosary beads. You may think this is all a clever excuse, but since I know I won't live much longer, I have been trying to find someone to..."
"'Someone to' what?" she asked, as he suddenly grabbed both of her hands.
"Sango, will you bear my child?"
*Squeak?*
*Slap*
"I see...so you want to have a child to continue your lineage. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not available," Sango stated, blushing a bit at hearing those words said to her so sincerely.
"Ahem. However, before my father died, he told me that there was one way to break the curse. I have to find the youkai that created it, and destroy it. Of course, I have no idea where to look to find this beast. It is said to take on many froms...that's how my grandfather became it's victim to the curse. You see, he was a bit, um..."
"Lecherous?"
"Exactly. Sharp, aren't you? The youkai supposedly turned into a gorgeous woman, and of course, he fell for it, hook, line, and sinker."
Miroku rubbed the back of his neck and laughed at the thought. "I guess lechery runs in the family!"
"No kidding," Sango giggled. He wasn't so bad after all, even if he was a hentai. "Ah, I have one last question. Do you know the name of this youkai?"
"I have heard that he calls himself Naraku, but I'm not positive."
'Naraku?! That can't be...'
Sango's face showed a look of disbelief and confusion, Miroku noted as he watched her.
"Do you recognize that name? You look like it has some significance to you."
"N-Never mind. It can't be the same person I'm thinking of," Sango replied nervously.
"You know someone by that name? Where is he?!" Miroku was suddenly a fearsome sight to behold. Sango could feel his emotions as he realized Naraku was indeed around somewhere.
"Naraku is the name of my master...ah, I mean, he's the leader of my village, Saizen. But he can't be a youkai! He's just as human as you or I! Besides, what youkai would be foolish enough to become the leader of the most feared youkai hunting villages in Edo? Just forget I even mentioned him." Sango didn't want Miroku to get any radical ideas to murder her lord...no, Naraku couldn't be a youkai.
"Listen Sango, Naraku has power to take any form, and even the most skilled of youkai taijiya can't tell him from an ordinary human. You have to take me to Saizen to find him! If you don't, you'll be making a huge mistake. He's a threat to everyone, human and youkai alike. Please understand." Miroku was serious, a rare sight indeed for Sango, who so far had only seen his light hearted, and lecherous sides.
Brushing a stray strand of hair away from her eyes, Sango stood silent for a moment. She had a mission to accomplish, one that her whole family depended on. She had no time to accuse her master of being a youkai. For all she knew, Miroku was lying. After all, she just met him. Who knew what he was really like. Finally, she decided to speak up.
"Listen, if you want to take on my master, best of luck to you, but I will take no part in it. I have my own mission to accomplish, so if you excuse me, Houshi-Sama, I shall be on my way."
"Fine, Do what you must, but when we return to Saizen...yes, we, I'm going with you...We will see Naraku's true colors."
"Fine, But don't interfere with my job."
Miroku gave Sango a small smile and a nod, then, the two continued walking in silence, both absorbing all the information they've received. It seemed things would get more interesting for the both of them. Would they be strong enough to handle Naraku if he indeed is who Miroku says he is? Only time will tell.
To Be Continued...
AN: Hmmm...it seems Naraku is up to no good, ne? And about romance, again, I'm not good at writing it, but I'm working at it, I swear! Kagome and Inu Yasha will come through eventually! The Sesshy/Rin and Sango/Miroku couples may not be as important, since three romance pairs in a fic of this length is pretty hard for me to swing. But, I will do my best! All you gotta do is review ^_~
AN: I have a lot of fun when I write my disclaimers, can't you tell? ^_^ This chapter will focus on Sango...and when there's Sango, you gotta have Kirara and Miroku ^__~. Lot's of biting, fighting, and slappin' to come in this chapter, as well as more about Naraku's role. Enjoy!
Houshi- Buddhist monk.
Hiraikotsu- Flying bone.
Kawaii- Cute.
Hentai- I'll just say perverted, since this word can have a few bad meanings ^_^
Nogareru~Break Away
By Otaku-Chan ^_~
Chapter Six~Sango's Unlikely Companion
Sango wiped the perspiration from her forehead as she continued on the trail that would lead her to her destination. All that could be heard around her was the crunching sound of the dead, yet colorful autumn leaves under her feet. After walking for two days, she wondered when she would ever reach Sesshoumaru's estate. She put her hand on the soul stealing scroll, contemplating what she soon would be doing.
Hitching up the leather strap to her heavy boomerang to a more comfortable position, Sango stopped for a moment, sure that she heard something nearby. Cool, fearless eyes glanced around. Nothing seemed unusual. All she could see was the endless expanse of the forest before her, and glimmering beams of sunlight shining through the canopy of the trees, speckling the ground, as well as highlighting the yellow-greens and oranges of the leaves.
'Maybe it was just the wind,' she thought as she continued at her original pace.
Suddenly, she was knocked to the ground by some unknown force. Something was heavy on her chest...
Her eyes closed tightly from the fall, Sango swallowed her rising fear and slowly began to open them. What she saw before was highly unexpected. A pair of bright red, slitted eyes stared back at her curiously as a cute little nose twitched, sniffing her out. It looked like a neko, however, she knew from the two tails that it was most definitely a youkai.
Gently plucking the furry creature off of her chest, she placed it on her lap. How could such an adorable little thing have given her such a fright? Sango giggled at herself, and the youkai looked up at her, making a squeaky little noise. "You know, it's not polite to jump on strangers," she remarked as she gave in to her desire to pet it.
*Purrrr*
"Do you have a name?" she asked, then mentally slapped herself. Of course this type of youkai couldn't speak! "How about I give you a name? Let's see..."
Sango placed her right index finger and her thumb on her chin, thinking of what name would be best suited for the neko youkai on her lap. Suddenly, she slapped her fist over the palm of her hand and triumphantly said," I got it! I'll call you Kirara, because that was the name of my first kitty when I was a little girl. You do sort of resemble her."
Once again, she received a high squeak as a reply. Standing back up, Sango placed 'Kirara' on her shoulder. "Even though you're a youkai, I don't mind having a little company on this trip. Perhaps Naraku-Sama will allow me to keep you when I return to Saizen."
**********
After venturing through the darkening woods for another few hours with Kirara, Sango finally reached a small stream where she could take a nice, cool drink, as well as rest her tired legs.
"Ah, nothing beats fresh spring water, ne kirara?"
*Squeak*
The two sat drinking in simple bliss. It was always enjoyable to just be one with nature. No worries, fighting, or political garbage. Just watching the little minnows in the stream was enough to put Sango at ease.
"It's getting late, so we should stay around here for the night."
Changing out of her taijiya outfit into a sleeping robe, she was all set to drift off into a hopefully good night's sleep. Then she pulled out her small leather bag, and procured from it a small rolled up blanket. Searching out a comfortable spot, Sango laid down, resting her head on her bag, which had a change of clothing in it, so it was a fairly descent pillow. Kirara rolled up into a warm little ball of fur on her stomach as she closed her eyes.
**********
The ever welcome face of the full moon sent milky waves of white light over the expanse of the sleepy forest, illuminating everything in an ethereal glow. It was by this light that the Houshi preferred to travel.
After many unsuccessful trips to many crowded villages, the young man sighed in disappointment. So many beautiful women, yet none would grant him his seemingly innocent request...
'Surely I will find someone who will bear my...,' suddenly he lost his train of thought. There before him lied a beautiful maiden. The pure light of the moon shone ever brighter off of her sleeping garment. A sly smile made its way onto his face as he glanced at the wondrous creature before him. 'The lord must be smiling down upon me, because it's not every day that a man finds a beautiful woman sleeping innocently on the cool ground within a dangerous forest such as this.'
Temptation was hard to pass up as he bent down close to the sleeping beauty, eyeing her soft lips as the moonlight revealed them. He could feel her slow, gentle breathing close to his own as he closed the distance. Her warm lips were so soft...
**********
Sango was in a half-conscious state, not quite awake, yet not quite asleep. In the haziness of her confusion, she found that it was hard to breath.... As her eyes slowly fluttered open to reveal a strange man kissing her, she snapped to attention, letting her hand fly until she heard a satisfying 'smack!'
"Owowowow!!!"
*Sqeeeeaaaakkkk!!!!*
"You heinous, loathsome, vile...!!!" Sango shouted in rage, now fully awake, and beating her fists upon the man in her presence. Kirara was busy biting his hand as hard as she could...
"Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! Honto ni gomen nasai! I swear I'll never touch another sleeping beauty as long as I live! Please stop! Ow!" the Houshi yelled as he tried to get away from the ferocious pair.
"Bite him till you draw blood! I won't tolerate such a pig!" Sango roared. The man could have sworn that her eyes glowed red...if he ever had a reason to be frightened, she was it!
"Please my dear lady! Calm yourself! I truly meant no harm! I was only expressing my love for such a beauty as yourself!"
Sango noticed the dark maroon and black outfit he was wearing, and the staff that was on the ground next to him...He was definitely a Houshi.
"You lie! How can a Houshi be such a...such a hentai? Mark my words, if you ever touch me again, I WILL kill you."
If looks could kill, the Houshi would have been instantly dead from the fiery woman's glare. At least she had stopped hitting him.
'Ahh...the way her chest rises and falls with each deep breath...' the young man thought with a wicked grin.
*Smack!*
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE STARING AT!!!???"
Brandished with another red hand mark to accompany his other cheek, the lecherous Houshi finally decided to act appropriately.
"My name is Miroku. I'm a traveling Houshi who's been searching for someone to...never mind. Let's just say I have a mission."
Sango moved at least ten feet away to keep her body at a safe distance from this 'Miroku' character. Perhaps she'd have to sleep up in trees from now on to protect herself...
"Listen, I really don't care who you are, or what business you have with anyone. Now, if you will kindly leave, I'll spare your pathetic life," Sango said, trying not to lose her temper again.
"I'm truly regretful for my actions. I don't know what came over me. However, I must say that you sure are tough for a female. What is your occupation? A taijiya, correct?" Miroku asked, trying to change the subject. Sango narrowed her eyes at him before giving an answer.
"Yes. Now get out of my site."
"Fine, fine. I know when I'm not wanted. I'll just take myself far, far away, where you'll never have to see me again."
"Stop stalling, Houshi," Sango growled as she reached for her boomerang. Seeing the large weapon, Miroku took that as his que to get away from her as quickly as humanly possible.
"Please do not remain angry for long, for I hope we shall meet again fair maiden!" he called as he quickly disappeared from whence he came.
Sango sighed in relief as she put her weapon back up against the sturdy tree it was on before. 'What a weirdo.'
Weary that he may come back, she remained awake for the rest of the night. When dawn broke, she dressed in her taijiya gear once more and set out with Kirara on her shoulder. Indeed, she was tired, but as long as she kept her chastity. 'Damn bastard! I never even knew people like that really existed!' she fumed in her thoughts.
*Squeak!*
"Kirara, what's wrong?"
"Ano...funny we should run into each other again, ne?"
Sango jumped at that familiar male voice...that Houshi bastard!
"How dare you follow me! I'm gonna...!"
"W-Wait! I only came to give this back to you!" he pleaded as he held up the soul stealing scroll. "I found this on the ground and figured it must be yours since only a taijiya would possess such a powerful thing..."
Sango slowly walked up to Miroku, careful to avoid his untrustworthy hands.
"That scroll is very important to me. Please give it back," she said seriously. As he extended his hand to give her the desired scroll, he suddenly pulled it back just as she reached for it, teasing her. "I said give it to me!"
"Now that I think of it, you must be a pretty high ranking taijiya to be carrying one of these around. You really should be more careful with it, you know? I think I'll keep it. I can get a pretty penny for this..."
Suddenly, Sango, feeling her rage begin to rise, lunged for it, leaving Miroku shocked as she pinned him to the ground.
"Now, now! We only just met, and I don't even know your name!" Miroku exclaimed as he squirmed underneath her, trying to keep the scroll away from her hands. "Hey! Let's make a deal. You let me travel with you, and I'll give you this scroll in return, fair?"
Sango stopped her attempt for the scroll and looked him directly in the eyes, still straddling him. "I will accept the scroll, however, if you travel with me, you're likely to jeopardize your own life, as well as mine."
Miroku caught a hint of fear coming from the girl. Then again, she must of been on one hell of a youkai hunting mission if she carried a soul stealing scroll.
"I'm not as weak as I look...ah..."
"Sango is my name."
Then Sango got off of the Houshi and he willingly gave her the scroll. "Since my mission is likely to fail again, I have nothing better to do than to accompany you. After all, I am trained in the arts of exorcism, etc., since I AM a Houshi, and it's against my religion to leave a beautiful woman to the perils of the youkai," he said with a gentle look in his deep, violet eyes. He actually could be charming when he wanted to.
Sango was suspicious. Why would a lech suddenly become a gentleman? No, she didn't trust him as far as she could throw her hiraikotsu, yet there was something about him that she was attracted to...
"You can come along on one condition."
"I'm listening," he replied.
"You will respect my personal space, or suffer the consequences."
"As you wish...Sango."
*Squeak*
"Kirara will not hesitate to rip you to shreds," Sango warned as she patted the youkai's little head, "since this type of youkai is known to take on a much more fearsome form."
Without another word, Sango gathered her fallen things and turned back to the woodland path. The morning was still young as birds sang their melancholy tunes and go about their lives in a never ending cycle.
'Soon I'll be facing him. Very soon,' Sango thought as she stepped over another tree root. She could hear Miroku right behind her, twigs snapping beneath his sandals. Her attention suddenly shifted from killing Sesshoumaru, to the man behind her. Now that she thinks of it, what exactly is his 'mission?'
"Ne, Houshi-Sama, what is your so-called mission? I'm curious to know."
Miroku stopped in his tracks and Sango turned to face him. He took a step closer to her and she could see an almost pained look on his face. Then he held up his left hand, which Sango noticed had a maroon cloth and a rosary wrapped around it.
"My family has been cursed by a youkai lord long ago, and therefore, I will not live for too much longer."
Sango flinched at hearing that. What was this curse? Her curiosity was peaked.
"I have an air void in this hand. It can suck anything into a timeless void whenever I remove the rosary beads. You may think this is all a clever excuse, but since I know I won't live much longer, I have been trying to find someone to..."
"'Someone to' what?" she asked, as he suddenly grabbed both of her hands.
"Sango, will you bear my child?"
*Squeak?*
*Slap*
"I see...so you want to have a child to continue your lineage. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not available," Sango stated, blushing a bit at hearing those words said to her so sincerely.
"Ahem. However, before my father died, he told me that there was one way to break the curse. I have to find the youkai that created it, and destroy it. Of course, I have no idea where to look to find this beast. It is said to take on many froms...that's how my grandfather became it's victim to the curse. You see, he was a bit, um..."
"Lecherous?"
"Exactly. Sharp, aren't you? The youkai supposedly turned into a gorgeous woman, and of course, he fell for it, hook, line, and sinker."
Miroku rubbed the back of his neck and laughed at the thought. "I guess lechery runs in the family!"
"No kidding," Sango giggled. He wasn't so bad after all, even if he was a hentai. "Ah, I have one last question. Do you know the name of this youkai?"
"I have heard that he calls himself Naraku, but I'm not positive."
'Naraku?! That can't be...'
Sango's face showed a look of disbelief and confusion, Miroku noted as he watched her.
"Do you recognize that name? You look like it has some significance to you."
"N-Never mind. It can't be the same person I'm thinking of," Sango replied nervously.
"You know someone by that name? Where is he?!" Miroku was suddenly a fearsome sight to behold. Sango could feel his emotions as he realized Naraku was indeed around somewhere.
"Naraku is the name of my master...ah, I mean, he's the leader of my village, Saizen. But he can't be a youkai! He's just as human as you or I! Besides, what youkai would be foolish enough to become the leader of the most feared youkai hunting villages in Edo? Just forget I even mentioned him." Sango didn't want Miroku to get any radical ideas to murder her lord...no, Naraku couldn't be a youkai.
"Listen Sango, Naraku has power to take any form, and even the most skilled of youkai taijiya can't tell him from an ordinary human. You have to take me to Saizen to find him! If you don't, you'll be making a huge mistake. He's a threat to everyone, human and youkai alike. Please understand." Miroku was serious, a rare sight indeed for Sango, who so far had only seen his light hearted, and lecherous sides.
Brushing a stray strand of hair away from her eyes, Sango stood silent for a moment. She had a mission to accomplish, one that her whole family depended on. She had no time to accuse her master of being a youkai. For all she knew, Miroku was lying. After all, she just met him. Who knew what he was really like. Finally, she decided to speak up.
"Listen, if you want to take on my master, best of luck to you, but I will take no part in it. I have my own mission to accomplish, so if you excuse me, Houshi-Sama, I shall be on my way."
"Fine, Do what you must, but when we return to Saizen...yes, we, I'm going with you...We will see Naraku's true colors."
"Fine, But don't interfere with my job."
Miroku gave Sango a small smile and a nod, then, the two continued walking in silence, both absorbing all the information they've received. It seemed things would get more interesting for the both of them. Would they be strong enough to handle Naraku if he indeed is who Miroku says he is? Only time will tell.
To Be Continued...
AN: Hmmm...it seems Naraku is up to no good, ne? And about romance, again, I'm not good at writing it, but I'm working at it, I swear! Kagome and Inu Yasha will come through eventually! The Sesshy/Rin and Sango/Miroku couples may not be as important, since three romance pairs in a fic of this length is pretty hard for me to swing. But, I will do my best! All you gotta do is review ^_~