InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Awaken me With a Kiss ❯ Chapter 4: To find Sango! ( Chapter 4 )

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Chapter 4: To Find Sango!

Miroku could feel that something was out of place. He wandered the halls of the inn aimlessly with brows knotted with confusion. The weight of confusion and focus caused a small migraine, and almost resulted in an out of character `head banging upon the wall'. He let out an exasperated sigh as he caught the black sleek nose of a certain fire cat peek out along with the rest of her body which dashed towards the disoriented monk.

She mewed, springing back and forth growling. Miroku looked at the uptightness of the firecat and bent down to pick her up. Kirara dodged his hand and bounded off, Miroku hot on her heel. She stopped outside, and patted at the fallen demon bone.

“This is...” Miroku gasped. He immediately jumped back waving his staff before him. “There is a familiar large demonic aura here,” he muttered to himself.

“Could it be?” Miroku called to Kirara and ran back into the inn looking into each room.

“SANGO?”

He opened up another to see Akira-san holding his sobbing granddaughter.

“Akira-san, have you seen Sango anywhere? She seems to have disappeared... I just hope-“

“I'm afraid so, I did not see her, but my granddaughter claims she was taken in by `Temptation'” Emi looked up to Miroku with shimmering bright brown eyes and said with a vehement cry “She was taken by that which is feared the most!”

Miroku looked down, wondering if Sango, such a strong woman would've normally been taken in so easily... Was it his fault? The something he did wrong, did it really affect her to this stage? Miroku growled and headed back out.

“STOP!” Miroku turned to Akira-san who was speaking.

“What are you going to do?”

“I'm going with Kirara to find Sango!”

“And how are you going to find her? Do you have any leads?”

Miroku turned away his face. Akira was right, how was he to find Sango with no leads? It was quite foolish, and if too much time is wasted, who knows what could end up happening to Sango! Miroku soon gave a questioning look to Akira. His face held a stern impression, but he was given the feeling that Akira had some wise tricks up his sleeve.

Akira gently laid his granddaughter down (she had cried to sleep) and beckoned Miroku to follow. Miroku restrained himself from angrily stomping off and stubbornly doing this his way (A/n: a complete Inu trait, lol) but instead let out a long sigh. He followed Akira to a long passage and into a door which secretly slid open.

“Oh?” Miroku stepped into a large library, shelves upon shelves of scrolls mounted up, with a small desk within the middle. Akira hurried along to one of the shelves and began to sift through, till he pulled out a medium hard cover book and sat it down upon the table. Miroku headed towards the now seated Akira and watched over his shoulder curiously.

“I think I may know something about this demon that may prove helpful...”

“Do you know him?” asked Miroku with uplifted eyebrows. Akira solemnly nodded, and Miroku's eyes grew wide.

“Yes, I believe there may be a connection to this `Temptation' and a certain villager.” Akira pointed to a small painting of a man who seemed to look just like Miroku, except his hair had spikier bangs. “Is that him Akira-san?” queried Miorku while pointing to the picture of a happy man. “Yes, now look to the woman on his left.”

Miroku gasped. “Th-tha-...That looks like Sango!” stuttered Miroku in utter surprise.

Akira nodded and started his tale.

“This village is known very well to follow the path of purity. For those whom are impure, they are stripped, humiliated and outcast from the village...” Miroku gave a nervous smile. “A little harsh isn't it?” he mumbled.

“Yes, but it was the ways of the village, it is what we are most known for, the purity of our people. Well, there was a man who was to be wed to a young woman. A war soon broke out, and the men of our village; young and naive were sent to aid our allies in a war, he was among one of them. During this time, men were rumoured to have raped or harassed young female captives, though he was not one of them. When the village had heard, all the surviving men were outcast. He himself was accused of the crime, though he objected to it, claiming that he is only to be faithful to his soon to be wife. He went to her to plead for her to defend him, and instead, she turned him down, wanting nothing to do with him. I spoke up in his defense, for I knew him to be a good honest young man, but my speech was dismissed and he was humiliated. At that moment before he left the village he seemed to have been possessed by some evil spirit. He swore revenge on all the women of the village and promised to smear the good name given to the village.

I never knew what happened to him, but soon after, women began disappearing, never to return, or to survive penetrated. And so it is happening, the good name of our village is smeared, all because of a strict misunderstanding.” Akira shook his head when he was finished, and Miroku stood soaking in the shocking history. ”So Akira-san, do you have any idea where his whereabouts might be?” Akira stroked his smooth chin in a trance of thought fro a moment, before speaking up.

“Well, there's one place he could possibly be... It could've been where we had left him. A large dying tree just some legends north of here. That was where they stripped and whipped him, and left him lying in a pool of his own blood.”

Miroku blinked at the sudden graphic description. “Err.. Very well then...”

“Don't dawdle now! Hurry and save your woman!”

A slight heat crept up Miroku's face as he bowed and thanked Akira-san.

“Let's go Kirara! Let's go and find Sango!”

Oouuuu… A slightly gratuitous chapter… But I hope it didn't upset people too much… Thanks for reading, plz R&R