a/n: Well here's a new chappie! As I said in the preview from the last chappie Miroku is introduced in this chappie. Also, I didn't get any reviews saying wether or not they liked the preview to the next chapter at the end of each chapter so I'm not going to do it again unless you review and tell me if yall like it or not. ON TO THE STORY!!!

"Speach"

'Thoughts'

Disclaimer: I aint bein the one that owns that show that be called Inuyasha. (If you understand that then you are very hick and I'm proud of you! :D)

Chapter 8- The Betrayer and The Betrayed

Sango was beginning to get extremely restless sitting in Kaede's hut. Boredom was reigning supreme as she waited for Sesshomaru to return from supervising Kagome as she bathed Kohaku. She had made up her mind that whenever he returned that she would demand to go for a walk around the village and there would be hell to pay if he said no.

After waiting for another fifteen minutes she was about to doze off when Kagome and Sesshomaru entered the hut. Kagome smiled as she handed Sango her freshly cleansed son.

"He was perfect Sango. He didn't even cry when I dipped his back in the water."

"That's good. Thank you Kagome. I appreciate your help with Kohaku," Sango said, "since SOMEONE won't let me do anything,"

She sent Sesshomaru a glare and earned an amused smirk from her mate. She knew he was over-protective but come on, she didn't feel any pain unless she tried to force her memories to surface.

"Sesshomaru. I am going to go walk through the village now."

Her tone was petulant and her expression promised the doghouse if he refused. Sesshomaru's smirk widened at his mate's statement and the way her eyes dared him to try her. He had known all along that Sango was recovered but he was feeling playful and wanted to see how long it would take before she snapped. She had actually lasted longer than he had anticipated.

"Very well Sango. I shall accompany you," he stated indifferently but his eyes were filled with amusement.

Sango smirked thinking she had won the argument, however she had expected much more resistance from her highly over-protective mate. It then occurred to her that her mate had been toying with her all along. She turned to give Sesshomaru a piece of her mind but found that she was the only on in the hut besides little Kohaku who was asleep in her arms.

"Your father is a very odd demon," she told Kohaku's sleeping form.

Walking to the pile of things Lady Kaede had given her, she grabbed the cloth sling she was to use to carry Kohaku in when she went for long walks so that her arms wouldn't get tired. She slung it around her shoulder and gently laid Kohaku in it before exiting the hut to find Sesshomaru leaning against the wall beside the door wearing a smirk. She sent him a mock glare before heading out into the village.

"So I'm odd, am I?" Sesshomaru questioned with a grin from her right side.

"Yes you are," she said matter-of-factly, "and I wouldn't have it any other way."

They continued on through the village shops idly talking for quite some time before Sango became tired and they made their way over to sit on a small bench beneath a shade tree. They hadn't been sitting long when Inuyasha approached and told Sesshomaru that they needed to speak privately.

"We shall return shortly Sango. Stay here," Sesshomaru told Sango before he and Inuyasha walked a short distance away and turned a corner.

Sango was content to watch the hustle and bustle of the village while rocking Kohaku gently in her arms. She was startled when a voice called her name loudly from somewhere to her right. She turned towards the voice and saw a man with dark purple robes and short black hair that was pulled into a small ponytail at the base of his head. He seemed eerily familiar and her head started to throb as he approached.

"Sango?"

"Yes, I am Sango. Who are you monk?"

"It's me. Miroku. Don't you remember me?"

Her heart seemed to stop as the monk's voice echoed throughout her mind. 'Miroku…' 'Miroku…' 'Miroku…'

All her memories of the monk came flooding back in one pain filled burst. Both hands flew to her head and she screamed as the images flashed before her eyes back to back in rapid procession. Kohaku began to cry loudly from his position in the sling across Sango's chest. As the memories continued on in their blinding parade Sango felt her body begin to slide of the bench and had to throw her arms out to catch herself to prevent her body from crushing Kohaku into the ground.

After catching herself one had flew back to its' clutching position in her bangs. Kohaku's cries became louder as his mother's body shook with pain. Miroku stood dumbfounded and afraid as Sango collapsed screaming before his eyes. He was about to move forward to ask her what was wrong when he was suddenly knocked aside by a blur of silver and Sesshomaru suddenly materialized by her side.

He was shocked to see Sesshomaru cradle the trembling woman in his arms and Sango willingly leaned into him for support. What was going on here? He had only been gone for five years and he thought that Sango would surely be waiting for him when he returned, but memories of their last encounter sought to prove him otherwise. Surely Sango had not found comfort in Sesshomaru after their separation.

His attention was inevitably brought to the small babe that lay in a sling in Sango's arms. The pup was quite obviously Sesshomaru's but he could not see any signs of the mother in his face. He was going to further contemplate the possibility of Sango and Sesshomaru being together when Sesshomaru smoothly scooped the woman and babe into his arms and turning back towards the direction of Kaede's hut.

His blood turned cold as Sesshomaru sent him the iciest glare he had ever seen, even of those sent towards Inuyasha. That, accompanied by a menacing growl, caused him to cower away from the demon that held the woman, which he had somehow caused to be in pain, in his arms. With one last icy glare Sesshomaru vanished from his sight in a flash of silver and white.

He let out a huge sigh of relief as the intense aura that had permeated the area while Sesshomaru had been there vanished with the frosty demon himself.

'Sesshomaru seemed intensely protective of Sango. That is very odd. There's no way that Sango has gotten over me,' he thought condescendingly, "and even if she did, I'll just have to remind her who her real love is. I'm sure she's already gotten over what happened five years ago.'

Miroku was about to head towards Kaede's hut, where he was sure Sesshomaru had taken Sango, but was distracted when a small group of pretty women passed by him and headed towards a tavern. With a perverted grin he turned away from the direction of Kaede's hut and ran to catch up with the group of women and ask each one to bear his child.

'Sango can wait. She's waited five years and she'll be waiting for me tomorrow as well,' Miroku thought dismissively as he began to plan his activities for the night.

a/n: Gah! Miroku is such a jerk! Plus, he never did tell yall what he did to Sango that was so bad. And it was bad too! I mean it made her turn to Sesshomaru so it had to be drastic. :D Newayz, I do like Miroku as a character but in my story he's gonna be a mean frikin jerk... ^.^ TEHEE! I hope to update tomorrow.

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