Hey everybody! Thanks so much for the reviews!

Okay, I know there was a question about miroku and the "sun" issue. The answer is yes, Miroku can go in the sun. not all vampires can though. This will be better explained though as the story continues

Oh and also, in my last chapter I introduced a character, Rinoshi. Im making a change to his name, It is now Naraku ok?

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The room was dark and there were no windows.

In the center stood a boy no older than the age of five; a tall man stood gripping his shoulder. "You are nothing you obsolete piece of waste." "your duty is to your kind and your kind only." "you are an abomination." "I want my mommy!", the child cried. "Mommy?" the man snickered. "You don't have a mommy." Now he began to sob. "I do too have a mommy!" "She says she loves me and that I'm her little boy!" "Well", the man continued in a harsh tone, "I don't care what kind of fantasy you've created in that empty head of yours, but you now have no mommy and you live here." The young boy began to scream.

"AHH!" Miroku shot up out of bed, sweat glistening off his face. For weeks the same dream had woken him up and plagued his thoughts. "Mir..oku?" A female's voice asked from nest to him. "Why the hell are you screaming", the woman sat up, clearly agitated. Miroku looked over at the vampires.

He had slept with her.

Just like all the others.

Sometimes he didn't know their names or was just too drunk to remember them. "It's nothing," he lied, running a hand through his sweat drenched hair. "Go back to sleep." "Screw you," she huffed getting up. "I wasn't even supposed to fall asleep in the first place!" "I bet now all the good tasting humans are in their houses. "The only ones left are those reeking hobos." "I will not degrade my self as to eat one of those!" Quickly she found her clothes on the floor, and left. Miroku then sighed, falling back on the bed.

"I sure am gonna miss what-ever her name was."

Today was the day. The day that little miss Tajiiya meets her match. Miroku's face brightened. "It's been far too long since I've fought someone who can really put up a fight". "Maybe she'll be entertaining…."

Sango squinted her eyes in an attempt to see anything. "I can't let him escape." This place was so dark. "I can barely see my hands in front of my face." Holding the weapon close to her chest, she crouched amongst the wooden crates. "So far he's only hit me once…a lucky shot." Slowly she began inching her way out from behind the boxes. "Where is he??" The warehouse was deathly silent. The only thing to be heard was sango's fast heart beat. "I need to calm down!" Taking a deep breath, she sprinted forward. "Dammit!" A shuriken!! The bladed star wizzed past her, nicking her sleeve. "It's about time you came out of hiding." A man's figure began to emerge from the shadows. "There's no way you can beat me with that hack-job weapon." He smirked. "It's truly a disgrace that you fight with your father's weapon, Sango." The vampire hunter clenched her fists. "How dare you talk about my father that way!" Leaping into the air, Sango withdrew a blade from each of her sleeves and rushed for him. Just as she was about to make the impact, the man flipped backwards onto a wooden crate. Not being able to stop in time, Sango collided into the crates edge. Dust flew from its resting place.

"You are a very foolish woman," the man chuckled. "Didn't your sensei teach you not to give into enemy insults?" As much as Sango hated to admit it, he was right. Every time anyone spoke negatively about her parents…she snapped. Quickly, she swung the blade that was tightly clenched in her hand and swung it at the decrepit box. The plan was a success. Before he could even move, the box collapsed. "That'll teach ya." Sango let in a big breath of air. "wait a second", she thought. "Why hasn't he moved yet?" Carefully she approached the box, peeking inside. "NO." the box, to her shock, was empty.

"Looking for me?!" Whirling around, the beautiful brunette was met with a blade in her side. By the little source of light that filtered in through the building, she could see him smiling. His emerald eyes sparkled. "Y-ou …. You bastard!" She spat through clenched teeth. The green eyed man released his grip on her. Sango gasped, falling to the floor.

"ENOUGH!!!" A booming voice echoed through the building. Lights from all around suddenly flashed on. The formally dark warehouse was now lit. Looking down Sango could see a steady trail of blood flowing from her side. "damn." "You both fought very well." A tall brawny made his way across the floor. "Reo?" he said, facing the man who had stabbed Sango. "I declare you the winner of this match." "You now may go." Reo bowed, his blonde hair falling into his eyes. "Thank you sir!"

"And as for you sango," he said coldly looking down upon her. "You slipped up in your game and paid the price." If Reo were to be a real vampire, well… I wouldn't be talking to you right now." "Clean yourself up before exiting this building." "We can't have one of our "supposed" top soldiers walking around looking like that." With this said, he took his leave. Reo looked over at Sango.

"You got lucky bitch," he spat before leaving as well.

"I'm such an idiot!, Sango screamed. "How could I let a practice battle at the dojo get so out of hand?" "Where was my head?!" Sango's eyes narrowed. "I will not let this effect me;" and bravely she tried to stand.

It hurt…it hurt a lot, but

sango was determined to not let it bother her. Luckily, the dojo had a small clinic where she cleaned her wound. The supplies there weren't the best ever, so more than likely the bandage would come undone soon. "Why hadn't I driven here?!" She whined. Clutching her side, she limped down the sidewalk. "Dammit Dammit Dammit!" "How could I have been so foolish as to underestimate Reo?!!" Giff's was just around the corner. If kagome was working she could give her a lift the rest of the way home. (A./N. if anybody cares, the time in the story is about 9 pmish.)

"Oh Kagome, please be there!"

The old bar really wasn't as crowded as he thought it would be. Casually Miroku sipped from his vodka. Hopefully Sango would arrive soon, before people started noticing that he didn't exactly "fit in".

"Excuse me sir?" Miroku looked up from his glass.

"Would you care for another drink?" The bar tender stood there (I don't know what girl bar tenders are called) looking as happy and giddy as ever. "Kagome," was on her name tag. "Oh no thank you", he responded in his "Woman voice." This was the voice he used whenever he talked to women. It was soft, polite and cheery… the very opposite of his real personality. Kagome then went through the employee door. His eyes then fell back onto his drink. He swished it around a bit. "I wonder what that dream was all about." "Who was that boy?" "Why was Naraku there?" "Oh well." He had bigger things to worry about at the moment. Like Sango. In his mind a picture of the very beautiful woman flashed through. "Why do I have thoughts about an assignment this way?!?"

"DING DING."

The bar doors swung open. "well , well, well, speak of the devil…"

There in the doorway stood Sango.

She scanned the bar. No Kagome. "Uhh, just when I need her most…" Sighing, she took a seat at the nearest bar stool.

"Greetings, my lady." A familiar voice sounded next to her.

"Oh great", she groaned sarcastically, "Just who I wanted to see." Turning her head, she faced Mirkou…aka the pervert from the park.

"Now isn't the time."

"Please Sango, just listen for a moment." "Id like to apologize for my errm..umm "rudeness" in the park the other day.

"Oh", she said now slightly pissed. "You mean for when you grabbed my ass?" Nervously he placed his hand on the back of his head. "Yes," "And I apologize sincerely. "Is there any way I could possibly make it up to you?"

Sango pretened to think for a moment. "Actually, there is."

"YOU CAN LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!" She didn't have time to talk. The pain in her side was immense and her head was starting to spin. Getting up from her stool, she headed out the door.

"What was with her?" She seemed so agitated and Miroku was positive he smelled blood on her. Whatever was wrong with her didn't matter. Now was the perfect time to make his move. There was barely anybody around this place, and the parking lot was empty. Miroku hurried out the door.

(A.N/ yea, he just dined and dashed, but kagome was in the back if you were wondering)

"I can barely see straight." Sango was back on the sidewalk walking home. Time was passing extremely slow seeing as every step she took caused immense pain through her body. Darkness now blanketed the city. The only thing lighting her path was a few occasional streetlights and the moon. Suddenly, a rustling noise came from behind her; stopping dead in her tracks. Her instincts told her to get into a fighting stance. It was a feeble attempt, blood could now be seen through her shirt. "shit." "If a vampire tries to attack me in this condition, there's no way I can fight back!" "Now bow miss Sango, there's no need to be afraid." "Miroku?" she sighed in relief, turning to face him. "For a second I thought you were a….." The miroku that stood before her wasn't the man she just saw shortly before. His violet orbs were now red. His ears were slightly pointed, and the worst thing of all were his teeth. Vampire fangs protruded from his gums. "No". She managed to stammer. Stunned, she began backing up in total horror. "How could…but you were…you were in the sun?"

"I have many talents," he replied. Everything friendly was gone from this man. It was now replaced with a cold, empty glare.

He had the woman where he wanted her. Now determining (by the bloody scent), she was wounded and could not fight back. "Sango Taijiya," He stated loud and business like, "By order of the vampire council you have been sentenced to death for membership in the ULAC organization and the murders of brethren." Not once did he look away from her eyes. He continued stepping forward.

"Look at her beautiful face filled with fear." "You don't really want to do this." His mind battled back and forth. "She's killed so many. "You have a duty to uphold."

"Umpf." Sango had tripped over her feet and was now on the ground.

"ah!" she clenched her side. Blood now on the concrete.

"Get away from me!"

without even blinking, he reached inside his trench coat retrieving a silver dagger.

The time had come.

Sadly, she wasn't going to be very much fun due to her Injury.

Raising the dagger high in the air, he prepared her death.

"This was it." Sango's mind was screaming, but for some reason, she couldn't make a sound. "How did I not seem him?" "He must have been following me fro weeks!" Silently the raven haired man stood over her, the dagger positioned over her chest.

She squeezed her eyes shut waiting for the blow.

Her eyes were shut. Fear was all over her face. Just as Miroku was about to jam the blade in her; he was surprised. "Wha?...my hands…are shaking??" "Why can't I bring myself to kill her?" "If I don't… Naraku will kill me!" A silent tear made its way through sango's closed eye. His hands were still shaking. "What the hell?!"

"Why hasn't he killed me yet?" She opened her eyes slightly. The vampire's face held the most unusual expression. It was a mix of confusion...fear and…compassion?

She was looking at him now. Those stunning hazel eyes. "I know what I must do."

Switching the blade into his other hand, he curled his fingers into a fist; he hit her had across the face, knocking her out instantly.

"What am I to do with you miss Taijiya?" He bent down to her level. "There's no way I can leave you here." "They'll find you alive…"After thinking for a few moments, Mirkou picked her up bridal style and held her in his arms. "Guess I have no choice but to bring you home with me"

okay, when that was a long chappy for me hehe

hope u all enjoyed

I'll update as soon as I can