A/N: So ya it's been a long time since i updated teheh...sry. But i was always bad with the whole updatey thingy. Anywho hope you enjoy the chapter...and im sad to say this story is getting a lil cliched but that's okay. As long as you guys enjoy it it wont bother me. Oh and thanks for all the reviews it made me really happy! THis chapter is a tribute to all the great reviews and feed back i got.

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Chapter Three: Sneezing Means Someone Is Thinking About You

Feudal Era: The Shikon Hunter's Campsite

Inuyasha paced nervously back and forth.

"Somethin fishy is goin on." He grunted speaking to the Kitsune.

It had been a couple of days since they saw Kagome and the monk was walking around all depressed while the demon slayer trailed behind him licking his footsteps. It was sickening.

Inuyasha was no fool far from it. He could smell that the monk had joined together with the demon slayer.

"Hey Inuyasha," the kitsune whispered breaking his train of thought, "why does Miroku and Sango smell like mates if Miroku and Kagome were supposed to be mates. It doesn't make sense."

Inuyasha wrinkled his nose sometimes that kid could be dense. (a/n: hah look who's talking)

"Baka, why do you think I said somtin fishy is goin on."

The kitsune looked like he was about to say something to defend himself but inuyasha growled at Shippo effectively silencing him. He needed to think and the kid's prodding questions weren't going to help any. He knew that Miroku loved Kagome heck it was obvious by just the way he looked at her. It was the same way he looked at Kikyo. But something had gone terribly wrong. Or maybe Kagome got some sense knocked into her and decided to dump Miroku to go join a temple to become a priestess.

Inuyasha gave off an annoyed sigh as he thought 'Maybe Miroku just screwed everything up.'

And after all the hard work that went to accepting their relationship and restraining himself from giving Miroku another bottomless pit in his groin area it all went to moot. When he first witnessed their relationship he was outraged to say the least but he saw the sincere way they looked at each other and he could tell it was the real thing. So he kept silent and just watched the progression of their relationship never giving a hint that he knew about it. The Kitsune wasn't supposed to know about it either but Miroku has never been the one for conspicuousness.

But that wasn't important. What was important was that Kagome was missing and Miroku obviously screwed Sango. And he couldn't just ask straight out "why?"

Plus he knew how sensitive Kagome could be what if she was planning to throw herself off a building. No! Kagome was too strong to be broken that easily, right? RIGHT? Inuyasha gulped as worse case scenarios ran through his head. All depicting Kagome and her gruesome self inflicted death.

In his blind panic he grabbed the Kitsune by the tail startling the poor foxboy. "We're going to the well to find Kagome." Inuyasha said in a gruff no nonsense voice.

The Kitsune nodded and closed his eyes in fear as Inuyasha hopped from tree top to tree top. Hoping beyond hope that Inuyasha wouldn't drop him because really one hundred years isn't really enough time to live a fulfilled life, plus who would Kagome hugged when she went to sleep and who would eat all of her poky if he wasn't around?

The Hot Spring

Miroku drummed his fingers impatiently against the stone, his annoyance reaching spectacular heights. At every turn he had to avoid Sango.

'Was she always this clingy?'

The instant the thought entered his mind he felt an extreme guilt. She had had a hard life and painful past something Miroku could relate to. That was why he was so drawn to Sango at first, it was her sorrow it made her beautiful ethereal beyond this plain. But the draw of sorrow can only last so long.

Happiness and joy is what made people stay. And that was Kagome: happiness, hope, joy, everything that was good in life rolled up into one bundle with an enticing short green skirt. Miroku smirked remembering all the times he used to tease her about that skirt ending up with them in an intense make out. All those memories made lil Miroku stand up.

Miroku groaned and hit himself in the head no more thinking about her. He was just making himself suffer. Kagome……no SHE wasn't coming back. Miroku slouched in the warm spring water trying to convince himself this was for "their own good" was a lot harder than he thought it was going to be. (a/n: in more ways than one..tehe.)

Present Day Japan Higurashi Residence

Kagome sat on her bed with the skankiest clothes she owned crumpled in her hands. A year ago her friends made her buy them it was part of their plan to entice hojo. But it was part of her plan to entice Inuyasha.

Kagome let out a bitter laugh, "oh how things have changed." She thought out loud.

Maybe she should have stayed with Inuyasha, would she feel less pain? No. She shook her head to get rid of such traitorous thoughts. She loved Miroku she truly did and that love was not a mistake. Kagome took a deep breath in and exhaled getting of all her negative energy and doubts a tricked she picked up from Miroku.

Kagome winced remembering her plan of revenge. She had to admit what she was doing was pretty immature. Plus this kind of thing only worked in trashy romance novels right? Kagome let out a laugh when she realized her life was just like a trashy romance novel. I mean what girl do you know gets whisked away on her sixteenth birthday to feudal Japan and forced to fight a madman to save all of Japan, and then fall in love along the way. Her life was like one big dramatic show filled with some angst, laughter, and romance thrown in the mix. So this highly dramatic thing seemed normal right? It's better then killing herself plus what was that saying about "revenge is sweet and hell hath no fury like a women scorned." In retrospect what she was doing was really adequate for lack of a better word. She still loved Miroku even after he treated her like dirt. And she knew deep down in her heart that he still loved her.

So Kagome stood up with determination and tightened her grip on her clothes. She was going to flirt with Miroku shamelessly, drive him crazy and then he'll drop to the ground worshiping her and beg her for forgiveness.

The evil little smile came back on Kagome's face as she put on her "special" underwear that was made more for looking then wearing. OoOh Miroku was really going to get it and nothing could get in the way of her sweet revenge.

Feudal Era: Hot Spring

Miroku sneezed for the fiftieth time as he got out of the hot spring. He must be catching a cold….or something.