InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ All I Want For Christmas ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Oh, yeah. Tsuyu and Yue are mine. They aren't much, but I did come up with them, so don't steal them.

A/N: Smarty Jones just won the Kentucky Derby!! Yaaaaay! Sorry about that I just got a little excited. Hmmm, that gives me an idea…

Anyway, I'm sure you're all glad to see that I've finally updated and I won't bore you with details, but you can blame Real Life for the delay. Thanks to everyone who left me a review, I really appreciate it. I would thank you individually, but I'm lazy and I'm sure you guys just want to get to the story. So, without further ado… On with the show!

9/7/04 - I've made changes to the previous chapters. You can go back and read them if you want - or not - whatever floats your boat. Chapter 10 should be out soon, I hope. Laters.

Previously-

The silence stretched between them and was only broken by the sounds of Rin and Shippo getting ready and finally leaving the house. At that point Sesshomaru stopped his pacing and took the seat across from Inuyasha. Pinning his brother to the seat with the heat of his angry stare, he growled, "You will tell this Sesshomaru exactly what happened between you and that girl and you will do it now!"

All I Want For Christmas

Chapter 9

"Uh… Um… I,uh… Well, you see… Uh…," Inuyasha stammered, laying his ears back and leaning as far away from Sesshomaru as the chair would allow. For a moment, all he could do was stare helplessly at his elder brother. What could he do? How could he tell Sesshomaru, the closest thing he'd had to an authority figure since his father died, that he couldn't really remember what he had done this morning, and do it in such a way that he didn't get his hide shredded. It was a knotty problem and one that Inuyasha needed to figure out before Sess' patience ran out. Yash could already tell that his fish imitation wasn't winning him any points, but he'd be damned if he knew how to start this conversation and still get away with his hide intact.

He lowered his head, shaking it in despair, completely unable to meet his brother's unwavering gaze. It was a submissive gesture and they both knew it, but it was the only way that Inuyasha knew to convey his guilt… and his shame. He had lost control and now he couldn't remember a damn thing about what he had been doing. He could have really hurt Kagome this morning and, despite her assurances that nothing really happened, the possibility - the "might have" - scared him shitless.

He was startled out of his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder and his brother's voice in his ear. Inuyasha had been so caught up in beating himself up that he hadn't even noticed when Sesshomaru moved. "You don't remember do you?" Sess asked gently.

Inuyasha just shook his head again, shocked at the older demon's tone. It was unusual for Sesshomaru to show any kind of compassion, but it seemed that he wasn't unsympathetic to his brother's plight. "It will be all right, Inuyasha. I had hoped that this would not happen so soon, but," he sighed resignedly, "it has and we must deal with it. It was a possibility that our father had planned for and he made sure that I would be prepared should this time come."

"You know what's going on, don't you?!" Inuyasha demanded accusingly, jerking his head up and narrowing his eyes at his brother. Sesshomaru's silent gaze only confirmed the young man's words and that just made him angrier. "Damn you, Sesshomaru, don't you think that maybe I should have been told that something like this might happen!" : Whatever this is. I'm still not sure what's going on. : "How could you do something like this? Is it your idea of some sick joke? I could have really hurt her this morning! Doesn't that bother you at all?! Don't you even care?!" He glared angrily at his brother, his thoughts spinning. Finally he folded his arms and snarled, "Well, you sadistic bastard, are you going to tell me what's going on or do I have to beat it out of you?"

The corner of Sesshomaru's mouth twitched slightly before he could stop it. They both knew that when it came to anything like hand-to-hand, the brothers were pretty evenly matched and that Inuyasha's last sally was an empty threat at best, no matter how much the half-demon thought otherwise. Sess calmly returned to his seat across the table from his fuming sibling and once again leveled his cool stare at the man across from him. The older Shiro waited patiently for Inuyasha's snarls to subside before replying, "If you would calm down and answer my questions, I would be better able to explain your situation to you."

"Why should I tell you anything? You seem to have enough information to torment me, so what could I possibly tell you that you don't already know?!" Inuyasha's embarrassment at having to admit his lapse wasn't helping his temper any and the more Sesshomaru insisted that Inuyasha tell him what happened, the more belligerent the younger man became. "I really don't see how it's any of your business, anyway," Inuyasha said hotly fixing his glare on the wall behind his brother. "You should just tell me what I need to know to fix this and make sure that it never happens again."

Finally losing his patience at the bull headedness of his younger sibling, Sesshomaru snapped, slamming his fist into the table and cracking it down the middle. "I need to know what happened," he snarled, "so that I can be sure that what I suspect is true. In order to help you, I must know what set you off in the first place. This isn't like that ridiculous feud you had with that wolf demon when you were younger, although I do believe the two instances are related." Sesshomaru closed his eyes and took a deep breathe to settle his temper before he did something he might regret - like reaching over and strangling the man across from him. Or, better yet, taking him over his knee and spanking the crap out of him like he did when Inuyasha was a pup. It would be counter-productive, but, damn, would it ever feel good!

The soft whimper from across the table caused Sesshomaru to open his eyes and really look at Inuyasha. Sess had always had trouble figuring his brother out and he had always suspected that it had a lot to do with the human blood that flowed through Inuyasha's veins. It made the pup feel things with a greater intensity than most demons ever could.

Sesshomaru did not share the opinion of some of his compatriots; that humans were beneath demons and should be oppressed at every opportunity. Demons were not as superior as they believed themselves to be. Rin, and ironically Inuyasha, had taught him that. That girl could charm the most stalwart of demons and do it all while reading them the riot act. The half breed could hold his own in a demon fight and he was stronger than a lot of the full bloods that Sesshomaru knew, but his humanity tended to be too weak to counter the effects of his demon blood and instincts, especially when those instincts demanded actions that ran counter to Inuyasha's humanity. This is what Sesshomaru suspected had happened this morning. That Inuyasha's demon blood had been able to overcome the tenuous hold he had on it long enough to start the courtship ritual that his instincts demanded. As far as the half breed's instincts were concerned, Kagome was his chosen mate and they demanded that he begin courting her. They were both of the right age and she was fertile and capable of whelping pups. Not to mention that the half breed had never really pursued any other female.

Sesshomaru allowed the silence to stretch between them as he considered how to explain this to Inuyasha. It had been a number of years since his father had told him of the eventuality that he now faced and had explained what needed to be done. Sesshomaru suspected that Inutaisho somehow knew that he would not live to see Inuyasha reach maturity and that is why he had prepared his elder son for the responsibility of explaining the rituals. It was at times like these that he cursed the drunk who forced them off the road and over that cliff…and then didn't even have the balls to stay and face his fate.

Inuyasha's resigned sigh made him look up before he could lose himself in the anger that thought fanned into existence. "All right," the younger man growled. "I'll tell you what I can remember; but don't think it's 'cause you got all mad and shit, 'cause it's not." Sess just raised his eyebrow and waited for Yash to continue. "Damn it, Sess, I could have really hurt her this morning and never known it until it was too late to stop it, and that," his voice was small and trembling, "that scares me - more than anything in my life ever has."

And so, ignoring the shocked look on his brother's face, Inuyasha began his tale; telling the older demon all he could remember. From the dinner their friends had made for them to Kagome falling asleep on his shoulder while they watched that screwy anime. He told about the half mocking argument they had regarding where he would sleep and how he had finally given in and crashed on her couch. Then he spoke of Kagome's nightmare and how it had awakened him and brought him to her side in an attempt to comfort her - and how she had needed him to stay by her as she slept. Oh, he had tried to get up and go back to the couch, but every time he moved, her hold on him tightened and she would whisper "Please don't leave me", and he didn't have it in him to leave her that way. Finally, Yash told him about waking up with her in his arms and the argument they had after he snapped out of whatever trance he had been in. He didn't mention holding her while she cried, that was one thing Sess didn't need to know.

Through it all, Sesshomaru sat and merely listened. He allowed Inuyasha to speak without interruption and he filed all of his questions away until his brother was finished. Inuyasha was well aware of this and he was grateful, because once he started, he wasn't sure that he would be able to finish if he were interrupted; it was embarrassing enough as it was. The only time Sess looked as if he might say something was when Inuyasha spoke of the way he finally regained his control.

"You know the rest," Inuyasha finished. "I came home and told you guys what happened. Now, are you going to tell me what the fuck is happening to me?"

Sesshomaru's gaze shifted briefly to the clock on the wall over his brother's shoulder. It was getting to be late in the morning and he still hadn't told Inuyasha that he needed him in the office. Sighing, he looked at the man across from him and braced himself for the screaming to come. "I will tell you what our father told me at your age - but unfortunately, I cannot do that at this moment." He stopped and waited for the predicted reaction. He wasn't disappointed.

"What the fuck! You put me through all of that and then say 'Not right now'! God damn you, Sesshomaru, do you enjoy making my life hell or is this just a special occasion?!" Inuyasha had risen to his feet and was doing all that he could to keep from lunging at his brother over the table. Sesshomaru merely sat and regarded him as he had throughout most of their conversation; expressionlessly.

"Calm yourself, half breed. It is merely that the time grows late and the explanation I would give is rather lengthy and should not be rushed. I pledge you that I will explain, but it must wait until later. Do you understand?" Inuyasha nodded glumly, reluctantly accepting his brother's reasoning but making it painfully obvious that he wasn't happy about it.

"Fine, but you damn well better explain yourself tonight," Yash snarled.

"Have no fear, brother. I fully intend to." Sess regarded Inuyasha for a moment. "Have your woman watch Rin this evening. I would rather that she not hear any of this until she is older. Although," he paused thoughtfully, "perhaps I will be having this conversation with her sooner than I had anticipated."

When it didn't look like Sess was going to enlighten him, Inuyasha asked in exasperation, "Why?"

Sesshomaru's focus snapped back to his brother, "Why what?"

Growling in frustration, Yash asked, "Why would you need to have this talk with Rin? I mean she's human. What does she need to know about demon mating habits for? And why would you have to tell her sooner than you wanted to?"

Sesshomaru stared at his brother as though he had sprouted a second set of dog ears. "Are you truly so blind and self involved that you have not seen what is going on right in front of you?" Inuyasha just continued to stare at his blankly. "Idiot half breed," Sess muttered. "Have you not noticed that fox' attitude toward our little girl?"

At Yash's continued confusion, Sess threw his hands in the air and pushed away from the table, rising to leave the idiocy before it rubbed off on him. "Fool! Fool and blind! No wonder you cannot control your own instincts!" Sesshomaru turned on his heel and stormed out of the kitchen, never giving Inuyasha a chance to respond. "By the way," Sess' voice drifted down the stairs from where he was headed for his room to prepare for the day, "I need you at the office today. Some one hacked into the system and I need you to track it down and make sure they didn't get into anything sensitive…or leave us a nasty surprise." The click of the bedroom door signaled the end of their conversation.

Inuyasha just sat and stared at where his brother had been, mouth hanging open on the thwarted retort Sess had not given him time to utter, when his brother's last comment penetrated past his disgruntlement. : Some one got into the system? Damn it, I hope this doesn't turn out like the last time. I really don't want to be there all night.:

Inuyasha was White Dog Investment's techno wizard. There wasn't a program written that he couldn't hack and he hadn't yet come across a hacker that could break his security protocols. Well, with the exception of Hiten Chue, but he worked for the company now and was harmless. Between Hiten and Inuyasha, their system was harder to break into then anything even the government had.

With a resigned sigh, Inuyasha heaved himself out of his chair and headed for the upstairs bathroom, stopping by his room for a change of clothes on the way. Stepping into the bathroom, Yash was confronted with a plethora of femininity. Rin's make-up and hair accessories were spread across the countertop and her pantyhose hung from the shower curtain rod. Shaking his head, the demon cursed as he was almost tripped by the pair of lace panties that was balled up in the floor. "Richest man in the country and he can't buy a house with more than two bathrooms and then has the gall to take the master bedroom so that he doesn't have to share," Yash grumbled, pulling the hose from the rod and then sweeping all of the cosmetics into their waiting bag. "'Don't be a baby, Inuyasha' he says. 'How much of a mess can one human girl make?' he says. 'Be a man and stop whining, half breed. You insult our proud heritage.' Bastard. Too damn cheap to add on to my room and let me have my own bathroom."

Yash continued his grumbling until he stepped under the warm spray and allowed the water to relax and refresh him. He allowed his mind to drift as he reached for the shampoo and squeezed a generous dollop into his hand, wrinkling his nose at the fruity scent. : Damn Rin and her stupid girlie smelling shit. Have to remember to buy my own stuff the next time I make it to the market.: Filing the thought away in hopes that he'd remember it later, he turned his mind to the recent conversation with his brother. For some reason, he couldn't get the comment about the fights he used to have with Kouga and this morning's situation being connected out of his head.

Sure he knew a little bit about demon mating, they had all had some basic education about it in school. He knew that the males of the clans that took life mates would fight through Hell and beyond to ensure that their mate stayed safe. He also knew that the males scent marked their mates and that a few of them sometimes left a physical mark, like a scratch or a bite mark that scarred. Many of them had adopted the human's tradition of a ring or other piece of jewelry. Hell, he had fantasized about giving Kagome the rosary that he wore around his neck. His mother would have liked that, he was sure.

Realizing where his thoughts were going, he shook his head and rubbed his soap lathered washcloth over his chest and arms and tried to figure out how all of that related to his situation. : I mean, it's not like I was trying to defend my claim to…her…Oh, shit! I …I was. Even back then, I had decided on Kagome. God, I am an idiot! But what made me lose it this morning? : He couldn't figure that one out, but he would sure as Hell get it out of Sesshomaru tonight. He had a nasty feeling that his brother knew exactly what was going on and that the bastard was enjoying watching him squirm.

Finished with his shower, Inuyasha turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing the towel that he had set on the counter and drying himself. After dressing, he stood in front of the mirror and just looked at himself. "Well, Dog Boy," he said with a sigh, "let's just hope that you didn't screw up so badly that you can't fix it." With a last shake of his head, he made his way back downstairs and waited for his brother, and they headed for the office together.

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The forest was quiet and the black clad hunter looked warily around her, on the lookout for any sign of her prey. She had been lead a merry chase and was more than ready to bring her elusive quarry to ground. So far though, the woman wasn't having any luck locating the demon she stalked. : Kirara's gotten craftier. : she thought, crouching down and examining the trail she had been following for the past few hours. : The trail ends here. Would she take to the air or try to walk back in her own tracks again? That only worked once and she knows that I wouldn't forget that trick so easily. : Shaking her head at the memory, the hunter bent once again to examine the trail before her. Finding that the tracks were only deep enough to have been walked in once, she drew her conclusion. : The air then; concentrate, Sango and find her aura. : Closing her eyes, Sango extended her senses and 'felt' for her feline companion turned training prey.

The young woman was refining her skills as a demon slayer and her fire cat companion, Kirara, was a very willing and competent assistant. They were known to go out on these training runs on a fairly regular basis. It was what made them the best team in their village and her father's pride. The small village, located just outside of the city, produced the best trained and most competent slayers in the country, and that was due in no small part to the training that Sango's father provided. He was the best in the village, and his daughter would settle for nothing less than attaining the same level; hence, the training sessions.

She was always accompanied by her cat-like companion, but sometimes they were joined by other slayers or even demons who wished to improve their own fighting skills, although these were usually attached to some sort of law enforcement unit or other. On rare occasions, the pair was joined by Miroku, and, even rarer still, Inuyasha. If she was lucky enough to get both involved, she was sure to be out for days. The last time the four had gotten together, she'd even managed to get Kagome to go out with them and that hunt had lasted for almost a week. Who knew that the shrine girl and the half demon would make such a formidable team?

Centering herself, Sango sought out her dearest companion and, upon locating her, frowned. : Behind me? How did she get behind me? Surely I would have sensed her passing me; or seen her at the very least. Sure there's a lot of undergrowth, but these woods aren't that dense. : Indeed, she had chosen this stretch of forest for that very reason. The trees were well spaced, guaranteeing that anything large trying to hide would not have much cover unless they traveled low to the ground and then they would have made a lot of noise. : Unless she shrank to her smaller form. Crafty, Kirara, very crafty, but you're not going to get away. :

Movement from the corner of her eye caught the hunter's attention and she turned her head in time to see the tip of a black banded, cream colored tail disappear into the foliage of a nearby tree. Sango allowed a slight smirk to cross her face as she marked the fire cat's progress through the canopy, following the slight swaying of the branches as Kirara's weight shifted across them. It didn't take long for the hunter to realize that her prey was headed to one of the few clearings in this part of the forest. Speeding up, Sango made her stealthy way in front of the cat, intent on cutting her off and finishing this hunt.

Stepping out into the clearing, Sango was stopped by a sickle shaped weapon as it flew through the air at her. Grabbing her weapon off of her back and using the giant bone boomerang as a shield, Sango was able to deflect the blow and step back under the cover of the trees. Leaning against one of them and using it to shield her from view, she peered cautiously out and tried to locate her attacker. There, standing in the middle of the meadow, was a young boy of about seventeen with short dark hair and a smattering of freckles across his nose, clad in the same skin-tight black body suit as the hunter. He held in his hand the deadly chained sickle that had recently flown at the young woman.

: So, Kirara brought reinforcements, did she? Well, this just makes things more interesting. I wonder, though. Is it just Kohaku or did she bring in some of the other slayers? : Samgo scanned the trees behind her brother, searching for any sign that there was more than just him. Movement from behind him proved to be the fire cat in her smaller form; a form that changed with a roar and a blast of flames to a horse-sized, saber-fanged cream colored cat with two tails. Kirara stood next to Kohaku and the two waited patiently for Sango to make the next move.

Sango quietly made her way around the clearing to take a position behind the pair, all the while scanning for any others that might have come with Kohaku. Finding none but the two before her, the hunter began her plan of attack. : First to take out Kirara. It'll be too hard to get him if he uses her for aerial attacks. : With that thought in mind, Sango reached down to a special sheath attached to her hip. It contained smaller versions of the giant weapon she wore strapped to her back. These, however, were made of foam rubber and held a paint cartridge.

Once again checking her enemies' location, Sango was pleased to note that her brother was not sitting idle, but was searching the forest fringe for her. This had been one of the hardest lessons for Kohaku to learn, that the enemy does not sit in one place and wait for you to kill him. He had worn bruises for weeks; for when their father trained he made sure that you remembered what the killing blow would have done if this had been more than just practice. She allowed a hint of a smile to cross her features when she took in the sight of the katana strapped to his hip. : Live steel. Well, this is going to be fun. :

Climbing the tree next to her, Sango positioned herself for her throw. Kirara was sniffing the air, searching for her mistress' scent, but Sango been sure to choose a tree that was downwind and the cat was getting frustrated. The hunter steadied herself and waited for her target to come into range. One step, two, another…there! With a shout, Sango launched her weapon. She stayed still only long enough to be sure that it connected, then jumped out of the tree and landed in a crouch a few feet from her brother. A roar from behind her signaled her disabling hit to the fire cat and she spoke for the first time since encountering Kohaku, "Well brother, your partner is out of the picture. What are you going to do now?"

Her answer was given in the form of Kohaku's charge. Drawing her sword and using her boomerang as a shield, Sango met him head on. With a loud cry, Sango blocked the blow that Kohaku aimed at her neck and managed to push him a good few feet away from her. Recovering quickly, Kohaku charged her again. This time, however, he used his sickle's chain as a rope, swinging the weighted end over his head and casting it at his sister in an attempt to bind her blade and disarm her. Sango read his move for what it was and, instead of countering it, allowed the chain to wrap around her sword.

Sango grabbed the chain and pulled, dragging her opponent closer. Kohaku raised his weapon and brought it down in an overhand arc, aiming to disable and end the match. Sango wasn't having that and blocked him with her boomerang, pushing up and sending both weapons flying across the clearing.

Kohaku sprang back, putting distance between them, and drew his own blade. Sango took that moment to remove the chain and threw it at her brother, hoping to distract him. The ploy worked and she charged at him, slashing across his arm and drawing the first blood of the bout. Twisting her grip, she brought her blade back around for another hit, but was blocked by Kohaku's blade. Springing back apart, they circled each other, each searching for an opening. Kohaku saw his opening and charged again, only to be met by the hunter's blade. For several long minutes, the clearing rang with the sounds of steel striking steel. The siblings stopped, blades locked and bodies straining, each trying to overpower the other. In the end, Sango was able to gain just enough leverage to send Kohaku's sword flying and with a sweep of her leg she had him on his back and her blade at his throat.

"So, brother," she said, panting heavily and shaking with the strain of holding him down with one hand, "do you yield?" At the young man's nod, she moved off of him and extended her hand to help his up. "Alright, then. Let's gather the weapons and get that arm looked at." She grinned at him with admiration. "You're getting a lot better, Kohaku. It took a lot longer for me to disarm you this time."

Kohaku beamed at the compliment and headed over to pick up his sickle. "Well, Yoko's been helping me and Dad let me spar with him the other day."

After strapping her boomerang to her back, Sango reached out and ruffled his hair before dropping a companionable arm around his shoulders. "You keep this up and you'll be better than me before I know it. Then maybe Dad'll let us go out on jobs together." Kohaku didn't bother to hide the excitement he felt at that thought. He really admired his sister and his most cherished wish was to get to her level and join the ranks of the slayers in battle.

"So," he said as they made their way out of the clearing and back to the village, "are you staying for dinner or going back to the city?"

Sango paused a moment to let Kirara in her smaller form jump on her shoulder. Glancing down at her watch, she was surprised to see that so much of the day was gone. It was already late afternoon and she hadn't had any lunch. Her grumbling stomach decided her and she nodded. "Yeah, I think I have time," she told him teasingly. "But I can't stay too long. Miroku and I are going to visit Mushin tomorrow and we have to leave pretty early if we want to get there at a reasonable hour." Miroku's adoptive father lived in a nearby town, but it was still about a six hour drive. Mushin liked to see them for as long as possible, but since their schedules were so hectic, the two could only spend a day with him once a month.

"That's okay. You don't get to see Mushin that much and you can come out here anytime. I'm just glad you're staying for dinner," Kohaku answered. They continued on in companionable silence. It wasn't too long before they started to hear the sounds of clashing weapons and voices correcting form and technique. The village bustled with activity and Sango couldn't help but smile. This was a far cry from the downtrodden, depressed community it had been before her father took over as leader. He had done a lot to turn everything around and his hard work had really paid off. They had so many jobs now that they had to turn people away.

Sango looked up at the sound of her father's voice calling her name. With a smile she walked over to him. "Kagome called a little while ago," he said after embracing her in greeting. "She sounded a bit upset, but said that she could wait until you got back to talk to you."

"She must have gotten my e-mail," Sango replied with a wicked grin. She just shook her head when he father raised an eyebrow in question. "I'll call her later. I think I know what she wanted to yell at me about."

"Okay," their father said as she continued to chuckle. "Are you staying for dinner?" At her nod, he put an arm around both of his children and turned them toward their home. "Well, then, let's go see what your mother has prepared for us and you can tell us what you did that would make your best friend yell at you."

"It wasn't me, Dad," Sango said wickedly. "It was some of our other friends." She had both men laughing by the time they made it into the house and she just hoped that Kagome would have the same reaction when she talked to her later.

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After watching Inuyasha make his way down the steps and start down the street, Kagome shut and locked the door before heading across the living room and starting up the stairs. Entering her room, she walked to her window and threw open the curtains, allowing the morning sun to brighten the interior. She turned to her desk, toeing on the C.P.U. and flipping on the monitor. She used the time it took for the machine to boot up to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything that she had to do today. : Groceries, mail that package for Mama, make sure that Buyo's box is clean, and play with the kitten. Oh, and do the laundry. I'm running out of clothes to wear.:

She went to her closet, glancing briefly at her reflection in the door mirror, to see what she had left to wear. It had been about a week and all of her favorite outfits were in need of cleaning. A beep from her computer to signal that she had mail caused her to pause in her search long enough to open the first message. Seeing that the attachment was a bit on the large side, she went back to her hunt to give it time to load. Finally deciding on a pair of jeans and a grey sweatshirt, she turned to lay them out on her bed so that they were ready when she finished her shower. As she turned to close the closet door, she realized that the attachment in her mail box was open. Standing next to the mirror, she paused as something caught her eye. Moving so that she had a better view, she drew in a sharp breath and exclaimed, "Inuyasha, you jerk! How could you?!"

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A/N: Well that's it for now. Next chapter we find out why she's pissed at Yash again (is this getting too repetitive?) and the boys have their "talk". And just what did Sango send to Kagome? Find out next time. I'll try not to take so long.

Until we meet again,

Patch