DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inuyasha or any related characters. The story and art is property of the great Rumiko Takahashi. This fan fiction is for entertainment purposes only, and in no way will be used for my betterment. I wrote this because I admire the owner's work and wish to daydream about the characters.

Mwhey! I'm back, and with avengance! Well sort of. I'm actually kinda empty of thoughts for the story line of this. So since this is a Miroku Sango fan fiction, I decided to give you all a little warning. This chapter takes place with Inuyasha, Kagome, and Shippou, who by the way, I play in an on line rpg site.

I also came up with another idea for another fic, but it's an au one, and I want there to be a balance, so I'll probably finish this and Sango's son and Miroku's daughter before starting in with the next ones.

And as always, thank you so much for the wonderful reviews. Arigatou nreep

YOU MAKE ME BREATH

Chapter 6: Sober Occasion

A small fire crackled as it heated up a pot of water to a boil. Kagome mechanically put the ramen in, stirring it with a spoon. Soon the delicious smell wafted about the make-shift campsite. It was a clear night, and normally there would be laughter, after all, Naraku hadn't shown his face in sometime and things were calm. But this night was different due to the absence of two familiar figures. A cheerful night had turned into a very sober occasion.

Even small Shippou seemed to know that things were different, despite Kagome's insistence that everything was just fine. He wasn't stupid. Sango and Miroku were gone when they arrived.

Kagome had gone back to her own time, and Inuyasha, impatient as always, had gone and fetched her, leaving Shippou in the care of the demon slayer and the letch. Kirara and him had decided it was best to go play a game when the two had started fighting over breakfast, (Sango and Miroku that is), and then Kagome arrived... He silently felt guilt over their odd disappearance, and it didn't help that Inuyasha had snapped at the young kitsune when he failed to pick up their scent.

"Shippou could you get me the bowls please?" Kagome asked as she pulled the pot off of the flames. Inuyasha came over eagerly, ready to eat.

They all picked at their food, even the usually ramen devouring hanyou, not really wanting to eat anything. Shippou let out a yawn.

"Why don't you go ahead and go to sleep Shippou?" his adoptive mother asked patting at a pillow slightly off to the side. He nodded his head in childish exhaustion and curled up next to the already snoozing Kirara.

Kagome bit her lip, tears welling up already. It had been two days now and still they hadn't the slightest trace of her friends. She didn't want to admit to the fact that they could possibly be lost forever. But things looked bleak.

"Quit the blubbering wench," Inuyasha said in his normal abrasive way, hands tucked into his sleeves.

"I'm not blubbering!" Kagome shot back, seriously considering 'sitting' him.

"Whatever,"

A moment of tension, Inuyasha waiting to see if Kagome would choose to exercise her power over him or not. Instead she burst into silent, but forceful tears.

The next thing she was aware of was him picking her up and bringing her over to her sleeping bag, and tucking her in.

"Inuyasha?"

"Just shut up and go to sleep. We can search again in the morning"