Chapter 3 Breaths and Questions

Miroku's POV

It scared me when she fell, those shards of… I'm not exactly sure, shooting from her chest. I knelt at her side. She wasn't breathing. "SANGO!!" she had no reaction. What the Fuck's happening?!?!?!

She is a dead weight in my arms as I carry her back.

"Again?!?!" Inuyasha shouts at me in disbelief. I try to laugh it off but only succeeded in a half choked sob. I've never felt so pathetic in my life.

"What happened?!" Kagome asked urgently, kneeling on Sango's other side as I set her down.

"I'm not sure… She… she just collapsed after…" I can barley breath let alone speak.

"After what exactly?" Inuyasha's voice was hard.

I took a deep breath to steady myself. "I asked her what was happening to her. You all know she's been acting different. She asked why I cared, and I told her I loved her and these shards of something flew out of her chest and she collapsed and now she's not breathing and" Kagome cut off my one breath story.

"We need to get her breathing…" She said darkly, her dark brown eyes staring me down. All I could do was nod mutely. "Well?" Understanding clicked in my brain, Kagome wanted me to do it.

"R-right," another calming breath but it didn't steady my nerves at all. I feel as though I'm attacking her as I gently part Sango's lips. But now is not the time to be thinking this way! Kagome looked on, her face seemingly stuck in a worried expression, as I attempted to resuscitate Sango. After what seemed like an eternity she coughed and started to breathe on her own. She breathed, but didn't wake up.

I passed up and down our camp, racking my mind for any solution to why this was happening. Was this some new plan of Naraku's? I wouldn't put it past him but it still seems unlikely.

Before long I tire of passing and sit by Sango again. Kirara mewed sadly, pawing at Sango's still unconscious form. "I know," I picked the neko-manta up and held her to my chest, "I'm worried too." If Kirara were human… I bet she would cry. I can't stop silent tears from pricking the corners of my eyes. How is it she has this effect on me? How could I ever love someone so much?

"Miroku?" Shippo asked, crawling into my lap, "Will Sango be okay?" Tears were welling in his eyes as well. "She will… won't she?"

"I don't know Shippo." Why lie to the kid?

"But you always know!" He wailed, pounding his tiny fists against my knees.

"Here," Kagome picked Shippo up, patting his back soothingly; she placed a bowl of rice beside me. "Eat… you shouldn't starve yourself."

The sun set… The stars came out… still she did not wake. It was getting late, Kagome would scold me if I didn't sleep, but I couldn't bring myself to do so. I would be there the second she opened those sparkling eyes of hers.

The sun rose… It set again… it was midnight…

She let a groan escape her lips as her eyes fluttered open. I sighed heavily in relief. "Sango…" I whispered, gathering her into my arms.

"Where… am… I?" she asked softly, looking around her eyes blankly staring.

"Our campsite," I expected as much of a few questions.

"Oh, um… who are you?" Now that one I didn't expect.