Part Two

Encounter

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Thing happened to fast, tings were happening to fast.

"Miroku…"

She heard his name again from the females lips, She's making the same sounds as me…Sango thought as she stood in the back hallway of the in. She had only came back there to let him know about the rain storm, no one had seen him in hours and Sango grounded her teeth together when she realized this was why.

Why is the ground shaking!?! She looked around frantically until her vision blurred, hot tears streaming down her cheeks and damping the front of her cotton yukata. Her arms found purchase around her shoulders when she realized that it was she who was sobbing, she didn't run back to the front of the inn until she heard a whimpered 'Please'.

"Sango?" Kagome asked, shocked to see the red faced taijiya heading out into the rain. She knew better than to chase after her when Sango had been seen in such a condition, but instead looked towards the back where Miroku resided, and cast a dark glare.

She wouldn't do anything now, but was happy that the storm was powerful enough to keep them at bay for a few days; Sango couldn't do anything too rash.

--Within the Forest--

Sango tripped almost tripped as soon as she hit the forest and for a while she just laid there; face flat in the dirt and nothing but the feeling of the cold rain pounding on the back of her head.

Slowly she brought her arms up, and pushed her self off of the ground, brown eyes looking into the deep confines of the forest. Sango couldn't even feel the tears anymore, couldn't even feel the rain anymore.

Instead she just stood up and began to walk into the woods in a trance like state.

Walking wasn't helping any, every second brought more memories of the times they had spent together, the times he made her laugh, and the times he held her when she cried.

Her own sobs came out heavier causing her to lean on a tree for support, her hands covering her already muddied face. Miroku wasn't here now; he could never stifle her tears or tell her it's alright, or tell her how he was there for her.

"Why…" she shuddered as her arms tried to hug the nearest tree, it was then she noticed the set of yellow eyes on her. Immediately she tensed, her tears all but halting in their tracks as she again realized she hadn't even ran out with her shoes much less her weapons.

She growled inwardly and slowly moved into a crouch, she was still a hunter, and demons were her prey.

Sango stood slowly, a small smile on her face as she stared the demon in her eyes, that is, until she heard him speak in her mind. "You've been hurt young one…"

Some how those words managed to tug onto her heart, clearing through her mental training as if it were air. "Stay out of my head…" she warned.

"You've been hurt and you can never get it back…"

"G-get it back…" she stammered and another vision of Miroku entered her mind, but the monk was no longer smiling lovingly; it was the same look he had given her when she asked him to stay by her side.

"Stop it." She closed her eyes and backed away.

"You cannot heal if you do not admit what has happened…" The demon insisted, and another image entered Sango's mind; she was tight in Miroku's arms, her face flushed from pleasure as she held on tighter to her lover, but her face was changing, slowly changing into a face of someone else, and the sounds of someone else as Sango was carelessly cased aside.

The demon quickly rose from the brushes and opening his jaws wide to let loose a black wind that sent Sango tumbling on her back. She remained lifeless, unmoving as the chuckling red mantis moved towards her unmoving body, his yellow eyes becoming white, "Open your self to me…" it hissed.

"I don't think so!"

The mantis turned around to see a young male behind him, and screeched as it stretched its claws across the way to the female, "Ssssshe's mine!" it hissed in a slurred voice.

"Heh…" despite the white gi, the rain didn't seem to soak through his cloths, and he held a large sword over his left should with ease. "You've been giving me a lot of problems lately…" he replied and raised his left hand to wipe away some of the mud that made its way to his face, revealing a dark purple crescent moon in the center of his forehead, naming him a friend of the west.

At the site of it, the demon let out another hiss and took a step back, a wondering eye going back over to the girl causing the giant incest to grin in its own weird way.

"Ew…don't…." the young raised his weapon in the air, "...do that!" he exclaimed as he brought down his weapon, and in one swipe the mantis became dust, still the young boy stayed still, blue eyes slowly analyzing the area.

When it was clear that he was alone, he relaxed a bit before shoving his Banryu into the soft soil, then walking over towards the unconscious girl that the demon was protecting, "I may have lost my target again, but you're definitely a clue…." He mumbled as he bent down besides her, and was surprised to see that he knew who she was.

"Hmm…" he sat crossed leg and placed a hand on his chin, a sign that he was thinking, "Bango, Mango…" he began to mumble to himself and became so wrapped in is thoughts that he didn't even notice the girl beside him stirring.

Her head was killing her, and what was worse was she couldn't remember what she was doing outside in the rain in the first place. Everything was fuzzy and the only thing she could hear was some boy rhyming to himself, "Sango!" he exclaimed and sent a pang of vibrations through the huntress's head.

She rubbed it lightly, "What?" she replied in a sleepy stupor, then gazed into the face of her rescuer.

Slowly, it all began to come back, the betrayal, the demons eye, and the memories.

She groaned softly, her hand pressing lightly against her head, "Maybe you should take it easy…" the young man said and place a strong arm around her shoulder. That small gesture made her feel warm, in such a strange way.

She didn't like it.

As her vision cleared and she once again looked into his face, her eyes widened in disbelief. Her mind was screaming at her painfully, telling her to run, but her instincts told her to remain calm, Bankotsu…she thought but continued to say, "You're alive…."

Well that was it, as Kagome would say; she was off to lala land.

But before she could continue on to the world of insanity, Sango couldn't help but be piqued at the sound of laughter.

"…and what's so funny?" she crossed her arms and dared him to continue.

Which he did.

"Well…" Sango huffed, and fell when she tried to stand on her own.

"I'm Sorry." Bankotsu laughed as he caught her, "I guess when you're fighting any demon, you wouldn't expect to find a woman asleep."

Honestly, she wanted nothing more to do than to hit him, and to demand what was going on, but as he continued to laugh she caught a glimpse of the west crest on his forehead. It made her relax, if only a little to see that he wasn't an enemy, not towards her anyway, and for the first time in a long while, she smiled.

"So Sesshomaru revived you, and made you a top general in his army?" Sango paused, "Why do I find that hard to believe?"

The man in question merely shrugged, "I didn't expect you to believe me, you asked me how I came to bear this…" he signaled to the moon on is forehead, "Thing and I told you…"

It was still raining as they walked through out the woods, well, Bankotsu was doing all the walking with Sango on his back, "Oh, sorry about the burden…" she added quickly, "No problem, it's not raining as hard and humans can become sickly in this weather, can't have that with the Monk wanting you to bear his children and all."

He blinked at the sudden silence, "Did I say something wrong…?"

"Huh?" Sango said from her dark daze, "Oh, know we aren't together or anything."

"Huh." He replied, but did nothing to comment on the sudden vibe he felt from her, "What a waste…"

"Excuse me?" she piped in.

To Sango's annoyance he just remained quiet, the only sound that was heard was the steady crunching of his feet, the soft patter of the slowing rain, someone calling her name, "I never did thank you…" she mumbled tiredly.

"What for?"

They suddenly came to a halt, the rain seemed to fall more freely for some reason, her name was louder than before. Her weight was shifted, and before she knew it, she found her self standing in front of Bankotsu, and he looking directly in her eyes as if searching for something.

So she searched too.

For a brief second, she thought she registered shock in his eyes, and before she could acknowledge it, she felt a strong hand ruffling her hair, earning a soft cry of protest.

He chuckled at her pout and nudged her softly, "Don't worry about it."

"Sanngo!" the voice sounded in recognition.

"The lost kittens; been found…" he grumbled, "I'll definitely be seeing you soon." He promised.

But Sango was sick of promises, she went to grab him, she needed him to stay. This irrational feeling of needing him to be near her, but when her name was called once more, she looked to see Kagome running towards her, as well as Miroku and the others.

Her heart panicked, but when she turned to Bankotsu, he was gone.

Someone else had left her.

Kagome had managed to catch up in time, her voice filled with relief. The young miko was drenched to the bone, as well as InuYasha. Miroku on the other hand, looked almost dry, and bored.

"Sango, we've been looking every where for you, where have you been?" her friend asked.

For a while there Kagome thought that Sango hadn't heard her, and almost repeated the question.

But when she moved towards her friend, she sensed something dark and almost hesitated to ask, "Sango?"

Maybe she was overreacting, crying in front of them would never get her Miroku back, or the trust that he destroyed. She would confront him when she was able to control her self ore.

"Sango?"

She bit her lower lip and held her hand towards the center of her chest, counted to three, then turned with the brightest smile she could muster.

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