I know this is a short chapter and the next one will be too but after that it gets longer i promise! THanks for all the reviews! I can't believe i'm up to almost 200 readers for this story already!! I wish i could give you all pie but unfortunatly i'm a poor/ jobless highschooler and don't have nearly enough money to buy all of you pie T.T

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Chapter 4 Forgotten and Depressed

Miroku POV

"Who are you?" she repeated, tilting her head to the side.

"I'm Miroku the Monk." I finally formed the words.

"Oh… who am I?" she pointed to herself. Really wasn't expecting that one.

"Sango… you're Sango the Demon Slayer." I manage to say.

"Really?" she smiled, "That's a really pretty name." she blinked a few times as she observed her surroundings. "And… who are they?" she pointed to where Kagome, Shippo, Inuyasha, and Kirara who all stood staring in horror.

I introduced them all in turn. Kirara mewed pathetically, pawing at her mistress' knees.

"Why's it doing that?" Sango patted Kirara's head absently. Kirara growled slightly at being called 'it.'

"Because you're her owner…"Inuyasha said in a rather snarky tone.

"Really?" Sango turned her confused glance to him. "You have dog ears." She said, reaching up and scratching them, "Their soft." She giggled. Inuyasha just started at her, finally convince she wasn't messing with us.

Kagome placed a hand on Sango's forehead. "No fever." She sighed, shaking her head.

"This is really… bad" Shippo shivered, cowering behind a rock.

Inuyasha stiffened, his ears pricking up as he sniffed the air. "Demons" He growled. Sango looked around confused. Five ogres bounded their way through the trees.

"'Ay found some dinner!" Growled one of the smaller ones, grabbing for Sango. She screamed and scooted back, incidentally into another of the ogres. He grinned wickedly and grabbed her around the waist. She struggled and wriggled and cried out in surprise, trying to free herself to no avail.

"Sango!" I run to her aid, my path blocked by two of the larger demons.

"Tasty little snack," one smacked his lips, the sight sickened me greatly. I sprung up, planting a sutra on each of their foreheads. They cried out in anguish but my attentions were elsewhere. Sango was still held helplessly captive in the hands of the giant demon. He looked ready to eat her whole.

"I'm gonna eat ya'!" her captor shouted. She looked at him indignantly, rolled up the sleeve of her kimono and promptly licked her arm.

"Why? I taste kind of gross." She said; her nose scrunched up in a cute way I'd never seen before.

"What the hell are you doing Sango?!" Inuyasha cried, slashing through the demon with his claws. I caught her quickly, gaining a sharp pain in my back as I landed on a rock.

"I thought he was going to eat me," Sango said, ironically calm after her fit of screaming at the hands of an ogre. I couldn't help but stare at her in total disbelief. What happened to my Sango?

The five demons lay dead, and I was left feeling as though my heart was torn to shreds. She didn't remember me, our journey, or even her own name! It was easy to tell she wasn't going to be much help to us till she remembered... something! "FUCK!" I couldn't help but shout toward the sky as I counted my stack of sutras. Kagome clamped her hands over Shippo's ears and gave me a heated glare.

"What the hell's your problem?" Inuyasha grumbled, seating himself in his usual tree.

"Sango is going to be useless as a fighter till she remembers how to fucking fight, so all fighting is going to lie on our shoulders. I've got my limited time offer of the Wind Tunnel but god knows what poisonous demon is going to attack us, and I've only got three sutras left. And now looking at Kagome's quiver, I see she only has one arrow left. OH and just look at that moon tonight, guaranteed not to be there at all tomorrow along with your demon powers Inuyasha. Problem, what Fucking PROBLEM?!?!" I shout grabbing him by the collar of his kimono. He looked like he was about to shit his pants to be completely honest.

Sango had her hands clamped over her ears and winced as my voice got louder and more profane. I dropped Inuyasha and kneeled beside her, reaching out a gentle hand. She squeaked and fell backwards, tucking into a reverse somersault, and popping to her feet. She looked down at her pugilistic pose in slight confusion. "How did I do that?"

"Instinct?" Offered Shippo, trying to be of service.

"No… more like… reflex." She said, smacking her fist into and open palm. She shook out the hand she just smacked, "That kind of hurt." She observed.

"Buddha… Help." I pray simply, dropping to my knees. This was going to be a long ordeal...