Chapter 2: Strange

5 months had passed from the very day, the day Sango still remembers oh so very vividly. Sango stretched slightly, she was was the first one awake. Kagome and Shippo were peacefully sleeping in her sleeping bag, Miroku had fallen asleep against a tree and Inuyasha was snoozing up on a tree. How was Sango? Sango was not doing so well, she felt awfully sick and had the need to vomit. Sango stood up and walked discreetly past everyone else, she didn't want to wake anyone up or even let then notice she was gone. "Uh..." Sango let out, she wanted to make it to the nearest river but she failed, she crouched over and emptied the contents of her stomach, all worst enough Sango began to cry. "What's wrong with me?" She asked herself in a tearful way. She hated the way she was feeling right now, nausea...

"Sango." A voice behind her said.

Sango turned to the sound of her name.

"Inuyasha." She said.

Inuyasha jumped off the tree and looked her over, "Sango, are you alright you seem kinda pale, and you..." He sniffed her, "Your scent is…different." He replied. Sango winced, "D...different, what do you mean?" She asked, inching a bit away from Inuyasha. Inuyasha cocked one of his eyebrows and crossed his arms across his chest. "Sango is there something you're hiding?" He asked her suspiciously.

Sango shook her had in a convincing way, "No...I...I just feel a little sick, that's all." She told Inuyasha. Inuyasha began to walk away, he nodded and left her, but Sango knew that he would probably bicker to Kagome about had he had seen. Sango stood up groggily and walked forward, the river wasn't too far away and surely she would wash up a bit...

Sango touched the water with one of her fingers; she smiled weakly and sighed, "Just right." She muttered to herself, She had made up her mind, she decided she was going to take a nice bath, "Maybe it'll calm my nerves...maybe." She thought to herself. She undressed herself and quickly got in, she closed her eyes and began to relax and sigh relief, she was beginning to feel much better. She rinsed her hair and dived underwater for a few seconds and then came back up..."……" Sango was silent. There was someone there. Sango looked around, she knew there was someone there and she didn't want to get out without her clothes, she reached for her clothes where she had left them and..." My clothes!" She said alarmingly to herself. Her clothes had vanished, she frowned and looked around, it has to be a joke.

Sango heard a few laughs and snickers and she knew that voice too well. "Miroku." She hissed. Miroku came out laughing with her kimono and waist tie in one of his arms, "Okay you caught me, Sango." He laughed. Sango growled and glared that the monk, "Miroku! Give me back my clothes, and then leave!" She shouted. Miroku grinned at her," I don't know." He said in a playful tone. Sango was not amused and now she wasn't beginning to feel well... Her face twisted into an agonized expression; again she felt the need to vomit. "Please." She pleaded Miroku, trying to hide her sickly tone behind the word. In that instant Miroku knew there was something wrong, and now he was feeling terrible. "Is there something wrong, Sango you look-"Miroku was cut off, by Sango? "Could you…just leave my clothes and leave…?" She asked him. Miroku sighed and nodded, he tossed her clothes unto the ground and left.

"So much for relief." She said to herself. Sango dried herself, and slid her kimono back on, still wondering why she felt so sick. The final piece…She tied the waist tie above her waist, she gasped and stopped. Her hands quivering at the sight she had just saw. Both of her hands gently followed the round figure of her stomach. She looked at her reflection on the water…She stared at it for a long time. "Could I…" She whispered, as she repeatedly ran her hands over her stomach many times, turning in different angles, watching her reflection always. And the reflection never lied, Sango stomach was beginning to protrude. "Oh no..." She thought. "This could only mean one thing. Could I be pregnant?" She thought frantically to herself.

Sango headed back towards the camping site, as she walked in their camping "circle" she grabbed her Hiraikotsu strapped unto her back and gathered her belongings, she felt nervous, with everyone's eyes on her. They were watching her and they knew it. "Sango where are you going?" Kagome asked. Sango looked down and then she cleared her throat, "I'm heading towards the village southeast…out where Kaede is." She said. Miroku frowned slightly with concerned, still remembering the nauseating face she had made "Is everything okay, Sango?" He asked, looking up at her. Sango nodded, "I…I just want to visit her." She lied. Her friends weren't buying it; they know it was obviously a lie.

"Let me come with you." Miroku said as he stood up. Sango shook her head, "No…Miroku. Please." She said. Miroku looked at her hurt. He sighed; he thought it was because of what he had done back at the river. "Miroku…it's not that I don't want you to come with me…it's just…this is a journey for me to go on alone." She replied. Miroku looked away from Sango; everyone could see he was awfully hurt. "Kirara." Sango called. Kirara mewed and shifted into her large form. Sango climbed unto Kirara's back and then they took off. Miroku watched sadly as he saw Sango fly away.

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