Disclaimer: Sadly I'm not the owner of Inuyasha, Rumiko Takahashi is. I am still begging for Koga though. I wish he would come to my family on Thanksgiving.

Awesome Summer Days

Ch 19 Miroku Is Mudrered?

Akkio left and Miroku noticed a mysterious figure behind the waterfall. "Is someone there?" He asked toward the waterfall, still struggling to hold back his tears from the blow he took from Akkio. "Show yourself! Have you been here the entire time?"

As he said that, he threw his robes on and threw a huge rock into the waterfall. "Ouch!" said the figure.

"Who are you?" Miroku asked in a commanding voice. "Tell me who you are or you'll be sucked into my wind tunnel!"

"No need for that," the figure replied. "I was merely meditating."

"You still haven't said your name!" Miroku said.

"My apologies," the figure spoke. "You may call me Jakotsu."

"Why were you meditating?" Miroku began to relax and lower his guard.

"I was meditating on what battle strategy to use against my enemy." Jakotsu replied.

"My enemy is Naraku," Jakotsu lied, now holding a knife behind his back.

"Since we have the same enemy," Miroku said, walking closer towards Jakotsu, "maybe you would like to join our group."

"Who's in your group?" Jakotsu asked.

"Let's see, there are Inuyasha, Kagome, Akkio, Akemi, Hinahoshi, Sango, Wakana, Myoga, Kitsunii, and me." Miroku replied. "We're all residing at Kaede's hut."

"I know where she lived," Jakotsu said. He thought, considering I'm the one who killed her there. This is perfect.

"Will you join us?" Miroku asked.

"I'll think about it," Jakotsu said as he pulled his arm that was holding the knife behind his back and stabbed Miroku, whose staff was out of reach, in the neck.

Blood stained his robe, but the stab wasn't fatal enough to actually kill Miroku. "You did nip me good, but you did not slice my artery." He grabbed his staff and blocked the next attack, the knife aiming toward his stomach, "You know what?"

"What?" Jakotsu replied menacingly.

"You, Jakotsu, have terrible aim." Miroku insulted. "I bet your mother could do better, or even your grandmother."

"No one talks like that about me!" Jakotsu replied, his aim getting worse, and he starts to cry. "I'm a damn good fighter, just like my father."

"Then how come you don't act like a fighter?" Miroku asked, still insulting. "You're acting more like a little girl that got her candy taken away with those tears of yours. Or a baby that needs her diaper changed?"

"I AM NOT!" Jakotsu squealed, with his eyes closed, which were filled with tears. Miroku took the knife away from Jakotsu like taking candy from a baby.

"You know," Miroku said, "you were easier to defeat than I originally thought with that first blow to the neck." He held the knife against Jakotsu's throat. "Give me one hell of a reason to not kill you right here and now, leaving you in your own puddle of blood in the next five seconds." Miroku counted down, "Five…Four…Three…Two…One and a half…One…You shall be slaughtered. Any last words?"

"Yes! I'm sorry. I was wrong to try to kill you! Please spare me. I swear I'll turn good!" Jakotsu begged.

Miroku stabbed him in the arm and said, "I don't believe any word you just said. I believe you were lying just because you don't want to die, and now you probably want to die to get rid of the pain." Jakotsu nods and Miroku grants his wish. "You will die now." He pulled the knife into the air. While Jakotsu is screaming from pain, Miroku thrusts the knife down into Jakotsu's head as hard as he could. Because of his monk ways, he did a burial ceremony for Jakotsu and finally headed back to Kaede's hut.