A fan fiction by Kate-chan 91
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Chapter Six: Insomnia(Route) 66 (Route) 66
It was deep into the night and Sango could still not catch a single wink in the living room; she wasn't going to take a chance in her bedroom upstairs. She wanted to sleep, but she was apparently too shaken up from the experience in the bathroom since she always wound up waking up every time she heard even a pin drop.
Just as she was about to finally fall asleep, she heard someone walking down the stairs. She started whimpering softly and slowly crept along towards the kitchen where she heard the creaking going.
Slowly peering into the kitchen, she noticed a shadow and the darkened image of what was definitely a male. He was looking around the pantries and cabinets for something. What it was, she had no idea- she didn't want to know.
Just then, the man in the dark came towards her direction grumbling about something. Not knowing what to do, she looked back and forth for something to whack him with. That's when she felt the old big boomerang on the left side of the kitchen entrance with her fingers.
At that moment, the shadow-laden man was coming closer and closer. A combination of instincts and adrenaline drove her pick it up at swing it at the man with all her might.
It was only the moment she heard "OW! SANGO, WHADDYA DO THAT FOR?" did she realize she created a case of mistaken identity. Her hunch of who it was (aside from the man's voice) was confirmed when she flipped a nearby light switch; Miroku was definitely the man in the shadows, and he now had a huge lump on his head.
"Oh no- Sorry about that Miroku, you scared me for a second! I thought you were some robber or something!" Sango tried to explain as a cherry tomato blush engulfed her cheeks.
Still not exactly happy about being whacked in the head with a giant boomerang, Miroku asked, "Well, you didn't have to hit me in the head! I was trying not to disturb you as I was looking for a midnight snack!"
Well that explains that…Sango thought as she decided to make up for her friend's injury by getting him a glass of water, a baggie of ice and whatever fast food leftovers she could find, as she found out earlier, there was no other found available anywhere else in the house.
When the two got themselves adjusted, they turned on the television to watch a late-night comedy show as Miroku was drinking a glass of water with a Ziploc baggie of ice plopped right on top of his head. They eventually started laughing so hard Miroku started squirting water out of his nose instead of the usual milk you may know about.
When the show was over, an exhaustingly boring show came on the air and the TV was immediately turned off with the push of a button. Miroku was just about to walk upstairs back to his surrogate bedroom when Sango made a noise that clearly showed she wanted company; it came with an expression of sadness on her face free with purchase.
"What's wrong, Sango? Thinking about something or do you just want some company?" Miroku asked in a comforting voice when he got back to her side.
"Aside from the Peeping Tom," she sighed, "I have been thinking all night about how much of my life I have missed and lost in a mere ten months; it's like I've been dead and have been resurrected hundreds of years later and have no idea what is even happening. What has happened in the matter of ten months?"
How am I going to tell her this? He thought as he started thinking about not only what happened in the space of ten months but also what he had read in that lab report just hours earlier. "Well, " he started, "first of all, that stupid war in Iraq still hasn't ended."
"That George W. Bush really is a wacko… can't he see the American troop's jobs were finished years ago?" Sango interrupted.
"Then, Hurricane Katrina struck the Gulf of Mexico and devastated much of the southern US coast along that area just before you woke up, that was awful …"
Sango simply sighed, seemingly as if she wanted to experience learning about it, wanting to be like everyone else who was grieved about it.
"Do you want me to go on, Sango?" Miroku asked.
Sango nodded in response.
The news report lasted for about twenty more minutes as Miroku tried to tell Sango about as much major news from the last ten months that he could remember. By the end of it, Sango felt more comfortable about her current situation and that her bond with Miroku had been reconnected. Furthermore, it made both of them very tired, so they fell asleep not very long afterward.
It felt like they had just fell asleep when a hard KNOCK, KNOCK on the door, screaming and other noises woke them up slightly. They were still dazed when they heard Kohaku screaming bloody murder; that's what woke them up completely.
"KOHAKU!" Sango screamed as she started to run up the stairs with Miroku accompanying her just in case she needed help. However, a group of men in black robber outfits suddenly broke through a window and cornered them along with an identical group. The strange thing was that they looked exactly like Sango's Peeping Tom from earlier. Sango screamed in terror.
End of Chapter Six
A/N: Uh-oh, real cliffy! Don't hit me, please! XD
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Ja Ne!
Kate-chan 91