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Yo folks. Im sorry it took my soo long to update. I had both mental and technical problems. My computer was having some problems and it slightly tempermental as well. Also I had and have every thing I to put in the chapters but alas my brian was having probelms making it flow --;;

I very sorry. At any rate enjoy.

A calm breeze blew through the lush green forest, grass flowed with the breeze along with the leaves of the trees and plants. The sun peered though the foliage roof, down onto the forest floor creating a scattered pattern. One could describe this place as beautiful, which it was. What made it seem more beautiful was the two people that were against the base of a tree. A young man, who looked to be slightly older than his female companion. The two looked to be in a peaceful calm sleep, perhaps they had dozed off in each others arms in the calmness of the forest. It was obvious that the two must be lovers. Or so thought the man whom had stumbled upon this seen.

One thing that man found odd was that they both were sleeping in an accumulation of blood. And it looked to be their blood. He could plainly see the injuries on both of them. What got the man even more interested was that the young woman had a large gash on her left arm, deep enough to be able to see some bone and it was a purple colour. Her hands were burned and she had a long cut on her right shin. The young man, from what her could see, had a large gash that ran diagonally across his chest, his right arm also had a wound and his left hand seemed to be broken.

The man let out a squeal, of what seemed to be delight, "Oh how romantic!", he begin," these to must have been in a delightfully heated battle. With lots of blood!", he sang as he clasped his hands together and jumped up and down gleefully, " Ooh! Very heated! With lots of blood! They then must have defeated their enemy and came here, knowing that if they were to die they wished to die in each others arms! Oh to be young lovers!", the man continued to jump around gleefully. If anyone had seen the scene the man would have surely been dubbed as mentally insane.

With one last spin, the man swooped down and lifted the young woman onto his shoulder and manoeuvred in such a way that he was able to pick up the young man as well. Somehow he also managed to place a sleeping feline on his head, in such a way that it would not fall. He stumbled a bit and moved to the left. He pushed through the foliage toward the break. A path of spiritless grass lied on the other side of the break, the man fumbled down this path, mildly ignoring the fact that the young woman on his shoulder was slipping. The blood from the two seemed to have coagulated, leaving both unconscious people a quite pale colour.

The man hummed a foreign tune as he continued down the path of spiritless grass. The man continued down the path until he reached a small wooden building. He made a bee-line from the front door and knocked on it with his foot. "Open up! Rou says! Open, open, open. Rou's got presents! Shmee!", the man told the door. The faint sound of food steps could be heard. The door opened to reveal a young woman

" Yea, yea wha' is it?", she yawned, scratching her head with one hand, and covering her mouth with the other. She had obviously just woken up. After a short moment her sleep filled eyes, noticed what he held. "Zwa? I thought we told ya to just kick down the damn door if ya found anyone like that," she scolded," Common, bring 'em in. They need treatment. I swear ya'll are so bloody dense there Routya". The woman stood to the side so the man, Routya, could pass. As he passed she lifted the sleeping feline off of his head and into her arms. Looking down at the creature, she squealed internally at its cuteness.

Routya walked down the hall at a some what leisurely pace. He went pass all the rooms to the very back room; there he slid the door open with his foot. Once opened, he walked in. The room was plain. Manila coloured walls, a large window, two beds covered in pristine white sheets, some medical machinery, a desk and some chairs. Routya walked over, between the two beds and place the young man in his arms gently down on one bed then turned around and tilted to the side to the side, causing the young woman on his shoulder to fall off it and land haphazardly on the bed. He stood there for a moment and scrunched up his face a said in a quiet clear voice, " I don't like you". Then walked out of the room.

A different young woman walked into the room, just seconds after Routya had left. "Oh my...", she gasped at the sight of the two. "My poor clean sheets..." she murmured in lament," And those outfits! Something must be done!", she finished in a determined tone while placing her fist into her open palm. Moving rather quickly about the room the young woman collected the materials needed to complete the imperative task. Healing the injured two.

A short moment after the first young woman, the one whom answered the door, entered. The woman already in the room gave little to no visible notice that someone had entered. She continued about her current job. As she moved to a chair between the two occupied beds and placed down a bowl containing various things. Such as bandages, two mortars and pestles, a few herbs, ointment, and some gauze. In her movement of placing the bowl down, she pushed the unconscious young woman onto the bed more, saving her from the perilous height of the fall from the bed to the floor. "Maya? You're going to have to give the woman a poison treatment", she said her gentle yet forceful tone.

The one now known as Maya gave a curt nod at the statement. She turned from her now finished job, which was bandaging the adorable feline individual. Maya strode over to the bed on left bed, she shoved her hand into her pocket and fished out a tie for her long flaming red hair. Kneeling down, she placed her hands over the large gash on the left arm. ' Obviously were tha' poison got in', she thought. Focusing, her hands began to glow a grey-black colour. Time seemed to tick by many times slower for Maya as she drew out the poison. Which just so happened to be quite suborn. After what seemed like 20 or more minutes, which in reality was closer to two minutes. Maya was able to relieve the injured arm of 99.8 of the poison. She then clenched her hands closed and diluted the poison to the strength of the carbon dioxide that they were breathing out of their bodies.

"Yea", Maya began, "Rhile, does she or he need tha' lungs done too?".

The young woman, Rhile, looked up from her work and looked at the one in the left bed and the one in the right. Both their breathing was weak...a little too weak for her to be able to deal with. "Yes, to be on the safe side. And they probably do have some in their lungs, even if it is a small amount", she said then went back to her work. Both she and Maya had what one might call a Kekkai Genkai. Maya's dealt with the extraction of poisons, and hers dealt with tissues. Bodily tissues; bone primarily, inner tissues, to a certain degree.

Both, Maya and Rhile continued on with their work, being none too shy either. Of course that wasn't to say that they striped their patients down, past their knickers and worked with no form of embarrassment when having to remove the young mans robes. In fact both were positively flushed with embarrassment at the sight of his nearly fully unclothed-self. When dealing with the young woman, they where not so embarrassed, after all it wasn't like she was a man in disguise. Never the less, both completed their work and left to go about their own things after placing a mask that was hooked up to the medical machinery on each of them to assist with breathing.

Now all they had to do was wait.

It had been almost three and a half days since Rouyta brought Maya and Rhile their 'presents'. The feline, much to Maya's joy, awoke early one the second day. Maya had woken up early that day to check on the patients and found, what in her exact words was: 'Tha most cute thang in tha history of tha world'. The feline, which she had yet to name because she was set on finding THE name, had been walking about the room in which the two patients were in a guard like manner. When she came into the room, the feline stopped on a dime and gave her a hard, cold, calculating look. At which point she cooed at the creature's curtness. If there was one thing Maya loved it were cats. And soon enough the feline warmed up to the young woman with hair like fire.

Rhile, spent most of her time working on her 'masterpieces'. Determined to create THE style of their patients. To do so, she needed to study them. So, as she did before, she was sitting in the manila coloured room, short reddish brown hair, with shoulder length bangs tucked behind her ears, drawing. It was when she looked up to analyze them once more did she notice that the young man had woken up and was staring cross-eyed at the mask on his face in confusion. Rhile rose from her seat and walked over to the now couscous young man.

"Hello there", she said in a calm soft voice, so as not to scare him. She had no idea what training this man had, if any at all. Since he was with a young woman who wore a forehead protector around her neck with the leaf village symbol on it, she didn't want to take any chances.

"Mm, hello", he said in a smooth tone.

"My name is Rhile and you are currently at the small clinic that my friend and I run for those in need of such services", she said. She knew from experience that it was best to give a possible nin and ninja the flat basics.

"I'm Miroku, Rhile-dono. I thank you for your kind services", the young man, who is now known as Miroku.

Was it white? No, it was off. Therefore it must be off-white. He could live with that, yes he could. His inky blue eyes skated about the area. Which he decided was a room. A very bland looking room. 'Hello Hell? I'm sorry, but it seems that one of your demons forgot to pitch in for the ferry toll. We drew straws and I got the short one. So I'm sorry to say, I'm still alive' he thought with a small smile. He could see it now; the Lord of Hell was probably impaling the little demon and saying that you can never find good help these days. The poor guy is just trying to make a living. Meaning the Lord of Hell, not the little demon.

He closed his eyes and attempted to return to his nice dream. It was very delicious, yes indeed. It involved the game his friend taught him. What was it called? Ah, yes. Poker. A very interesting version of the game too. He could still remember it well. His two lovely female friends pouting as they put down their loosing hands. Then standing up, stepping back from the table and facing each other. Then they reached behind each other and revealed their nice large amount of... cookie dough ice cream. Then they lost the hand once more. The both stood up and walked around the table. Kneeled and began to feed him chocolate pocky. He tried hard to remember what happened next but the dream began to slip away. And thus he pouted slightly. That was then he noticed the mask of sorts over his nose and mouth.

He also noticed the brown hair woman approaching him. Silver eyes, as he dubbed her for the duration of his not knowing her name, looked to be slightly older than him, 23 perhaps? She was dressed in slightly strange clothing, something like he saw some of the people in his friend's time wear, clothing which he grew slightly used to since he had made many trips with his friend to her home. It was then that he also noticed his lack of wear. Good thing he had a sheet over him. Caught in his musings he barely noticed that she spoke to him. Not quite sure of what she said he stuck with a pretty generic answer. "Mm, hello", he answered back.

"My name is Rhile and you are currently at the small clinic that my friend and I run for those in need of such services", Silver eyes, or Rhile said. She seemed to be slightly weary of him. After all she did give him her name and a brief idea of where and who he was with. Smart.

"I'm Miroku, Rhile-dono. I thank you for your kind services", he answered smoothly. Just as he answered, Miroku saw a woman, older than he, with flaming red hair of the likes he's never seen. She turned to the window and gave a wave, then climbed through said window into the room, with some cream coloured fur on her head. He recognized the fur as the feline friend he had traveled with. Almost instantly the feline bounded off of the shoulder and onto his stomach, looking at his expectantly. "Hello to you too, Kirara", he said as he began to pet her.

"That's it! That's the name for har!", Red, as Miroku dubbed her, exclaimed.

Silver eyes, as Miroku liked to call her, better known as Rhile sighed and shook her head," Sorry, that is my friend. Maya and she adores cats', she said stressing on adores.

Miroku chuckled and looked at the mask on his face once more. He really had no idea why it was there but he could deduce that it was there for a reason. Although that wasn't to say he liked the thing. To put it frankly it had a rather unpleasant smell. " Rhile-dono, Maya-dono may I remove this mask?", he asked. Both women nodded. He removed the mask and took in a deep breath of fresh air. Fresh, clean, none-unpleasant smelling air. "Thank you, how is Kagome doing?", he asked looking toward his friend.

It had been almost three days since Miroku woke up. Miroku, after receiving permission from all three females, had been permitted to leave his bed the day after he woke up. If he had one thing to say about Maya and Rhile's healing techniques it would be that they were exhalent. Sure he was still sore, but... they did not need to know that... but he was feeling far better than he thought he would. He was even able to put up with Rhile taking his measurements for her 'masterpieces'.

Currently the three of them where speaking of Kekkai Genkai. Kirara had pasted up the opportunity to go take a nap on Kagome.

"So this Kekkai Genkai travels through the blood of a family and it is different for each family?", Miroku said questionably. To confirm what he had learned on the matter.

"Yes. For example; Maya could possibly have a Kekkai Genkai similar to mine, but it can not the same as mine, since she is not related by blood", Rhile confirmed with new information.

"If a man with a Kekkai Genkai and a woman with one as well, had a child. Would the child have a Kekkai Genkai or would they cancel each other out?", He questioned, eager to learn more. This in fact might explain Kagome's ability. He had been the only one that she told about her past when she finally remembered it.

"I don't see whya it would cancel out. Though tha kid might have only one of thar parents Kekkai Genkai, depend'n on how strong it is. Other waise I can't see whya tha kid wouldn't get a combination of both " Maya answered. Miroku mentally shook his head; he found it interesting how she had this strange accent when she spoke.

What did she want? What was it again? Oh yes, to stab the sun and make sure it didn't disturb her sleep ever again... that and to take a stick out of that cocky little blue bird's feathered behind, chirping on the window sill. Maybe, just maybe, if she lied still and kept her eyes closed she could fall asleep again.

'Shut it bird'.

'Shut it'.

'Shut. It. Bird.'

Her sapphire eyes shot open, which she regretted. She mentally cursed the star that was high in the sky. Covering her eyes with her hand, she groaned. Yes, she liked to wake up with the sun shining through the window, but not today. She just wasn't in the mood. She sat up. She felt a slight tug and noticed a pale green coloured small hose beside her, and it was attached to some machines and to a mask that was on her face. 'What the?', she frowned. Then it clicked. Okay, it wasn't a machine that was going to mess with her system or anything. Good. She then removed the mask.

She looked about the room she was in. Her eye twitched slightly in annoyance. It was very plain. The off-white walls and ceiling were too close to the colour white for her likening. It there was one this she disliked with great intensity, it was white rooms. Feeling a movement on her person she looked down and came face to face with crimson eyes, surrounded by cream fur with touches of black.

A cat. A friend of hers to be exact.

Her friend didn't seem to be tense in any way. Meaning that it was pretty much safe to say that where ever she was, she assumed to be a clinic of some sort, was of no threat to her. She stretched he legs. 'Man, how long was I out?', she mentally questioned. She couldn't remember the details of the battle that had landed her here. None the less she was sure it would come to her after the numbness of sleep wore off. Looking around one more she noticed a light fresh breeze coming from a large window to her right. A walk, a walk would be nice.

She reached for her friend with her left hand. A swell of pain ran though her arm. Pausing her action for a moment, she decided against using that arm for a little while. So instead she used her right arm and lifted her friend onto her shoulder. After sliding out of the bed, she looked down at her state of dress. She huffed in annoyance. No, it was not one of those breezy hospital dresses. It was a salmon, which was technically pink, sun dress with blue flower petals dancing around on it.

Another two things she rather disliked.

Pink and dresses. She had her fill of anything that was not a form of pants.

After a short search she found some clothes that better suited her tastes. Thus, she left the inside of the building. She manoeuvred her way to the roof of the building and sat against the tree which, strangely enough, had grown up along side of the building. Letting out a relaxed sigh, she subconsciously began to pet her feline friend. A gentle breeze caressed her, bringing her sombre hair to life.

She tried to remember how she came to be here. Thus far, her mind had yet to release the details to her conscious. She frowned slightly, searching further into the confines of her mind for the answers. She found them and she most certainly did not like what she found.

First the auburn haired kitsune, then the silver haired hanyou and then the taijiya. The haunting, yet entrancing death of the enemy. All those images of death. She winced at the rediscovered images in her mind. Her eyes snapped open, what happened to her male friend? She quickly looked to the feline. "Kirara, is Miroku here?", she questioned, worry shining in her eyes. Kirara gave a happy little mew in way of a positive answer. She let out a sigh. "Is he alright?". Once again Kirara gave a positive mew in response.

That was good to know. That meant that he was somewhere close, most likely in the building she was sitting on.

I would like to thank naru-chan13 for giving me the idea for Mirokus paring, I was haveing problems with that one.

I already have some parings. Feel free to vote for other parings. Characters whom one cannot vote one are;

Kagome

Sasuke

Miroku

Hinata

All other characters are free for votes. - BTW: Im very sorry for the lame factor of this chapter, but I felt that I needed to have it for later chapters.

Ja ne