InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Cry of Desperation From a Hot Spring ❯ Kilala's Special Find ( Chapter 6 )
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By: green eyed feme 
Is Kagome falling for Miroku? Will Miroku share her feelings? Why shouldn't they end up together? KagXMir Romance some swear words, no lemon XXX I have finally continued this fic.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.22.2007 | Updated On: 09.23.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 241 | Status: Work In Progress
Is Kagome falling for Miroku? Will Miroku share her feelings? Why shouldn't they end up together? KagXMir Romance some swear words, no lemon XXX I have finally continued this fic.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.22.2007 | Updated On: 09.23.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 241 | Status: Work In Progress
Here you go Ladies and Gents; it’s the next chappie of my most popular fic. This is for those of you who give a flying leap what happened to Sango. Personally, I don’t really care what happened to her. Peoples, I’m so sorry if this isn’t my best work. For some reason I have always disliked this character. I just hate writing for Sango. Again, sorry for the crap your about to read. Strike that; you judge whether it’s crap or not. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't really have to say it again, do I? FINE! I don't own it? This story on the other hand, it is mine so hands off!!
Sango was surprisingly upbeat, considering the scene that had just unfolded in the campsite. She didn’t feel sad or angry about the way her relationship ended with Miroku.
‘In a way I think that I’ll always care for Miroku, but I don’t feel bad that we aren’t together. Maybe if we do meet again we can become good friends. We had started out as friends then something changed. Now I don’t really see what I saw in him. I guess I was captivated by his looks, kami knows it wasn’t his personality.’
Sango had been wandering around aimlessly trying to find her brother. She heard rumor after rumor of a boy with a sickle weapon, but so far, none of them had panned out.
One such rumor brought her very close to the home that she shared with her brother and their father. Sango’s supplies were beginning to dwindle so she decided to make the rest of the trip back to her childhood home.
Kilala started acting a bit strange the closer they got to the demon slayers village. “What is it Kilala; do you sense that Kohaku is near?” Kilala mewed at Sango and began rolling around on the ground. Sango looked over at the big cat to see her fiery form begin to change into a tiny little kitten.
“Oh, I see, you smell catnip.” Sango looked at her faithful friend and a smile spread across her lips. Although she was smiling, she couldn’t hide the disappointment that lay there behind her eyes.
Kilala sensed this immediately. She walked over to Sango and jumped into her arms. She began rubbing her soft head up and down Sango’s arm and on her cheek. Sango began to tear so Kilala wiped the tears away with her twin tails. It tickled, causing Sango to laugh and forget about her problems for the moment. Kilala was always able to snap her out of any depression.
“You’ll always be my best friend Kilala. Come on let’s go visit our old home.” Not wanting to give up hope just yet, she still felt that maybe, just this once, she would see her little brother sitting on the steps of there hut. When they were younger, he would always be there, waiting for her to come back from a demon hunt.
Sango was not surprised in the least when she looked across the way towards their hut and saw no one sitting there. “Kilala, you go find that patch of catnip again if you want. I’m going to search the village for the supplies that we need. Listen for me; if I need you for anything I’ll call you.”
Kilala jumped up with glee and walked back out to the field where they found the catnip. She sniffed all around, but she couldn’t find it again. It must have been a little further out. She walked a little further out into the field, but still no catnip. ‘That’s strange’, she thought. ‘My nose is usually so sensitive to smells. I know, maybe if I transform into my large demon cat form, then I’ll be able to sense the catnip a little better. I’m always able to pick up on scents a little better when I’m in that form.’
She transformed into her larger persona. ‘Now that’s more like it. I can smell everything.’ A whiff of something familiar caught her attention. ‘What is this; I know it seems familiar. I should know this scent; it’s familiar……. yet different. Kilala looked from side to side trying to place what it was she sensed. Just then, she saw it. It was a baby wrapped in a baboon fur. ‘I know this baby, it’s……’
Sango looked everywhere for the supplies she needed. So far, she was able to find everything except for the powder they used to ward off demons of the ogre variety. “I might have to make some more if I can’t find any.” She took one last look around then decided it was best to go looking for the herbs and flowers needed to make the concoction.
As Sango was on her way out Kilala came up to her with something in her mouth that looked like a white animal fur.
“What do you have there Kilala?” Just then, Sango could hear a muffled cry. ‘What the… is that a baby she’s holding?’ Kilala set her bundle down on the ground and licked Sango’s hand. She grabbed Sango’s sleeve in her mouth and pulled her hand towards the baby.
When Sango lifted the fur from the baby’s face, she fell back in shock. Laying there on top of one of Naraku’s baboon furs was her brother.
“Kohaku? I don’t understand; how can this be him? I would know my baby brother anywhere. I know it’s him Kilala, but……”
She looked down into the baby’s face and he smiled at her. The same smile he had given her the first day they met ten years ago. Sango was only five years old then, but she still remembered it like it was yesterday.
How happy she was to have a sibling to help take care of. Not to mention someone to boss around, at least until she got older and more mature. One year after Kohaku’s birth, their mother had died, leaving Sango to be more like Kohaku’s mother and nursemaid than his big sister.
“It is you Kohaku, isn’t it? I don’t know whom to thank for this miracle, and frankly, I don’t care what happened. I’m just glad to have you back again.”
Sango reached down and picked up her brother. She asked Kilala to bend down so she could get on her back. They rose into the air, destined for Lady Kaedes’ village. She didn’t care what kind of fight she had with Miroku. She had to share her joy with the people she cared about most in this world, beside her brother.
I guess it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Tell me what you thought. I don’t know how Kohaku turned into a baby yet, but I do know that he is no longer under Naraku’s control. I have an idea or two floating around in my head, but I can’t quite grasp it yet. If you guys have any thoughts or suggestions I would love to hear them. Please review and let me know what you think and what you would like to see in future chapters. Eventually everyone will be reunited and Naraku will get his comeuppance, I promise. Tootles and lovies to you all. (Blowing cyber kisses into my computer screen.)
Disclaimer: I don't really have to say it again, do I? FINE! I don't own it? This story on the other hand, it is mine so hands off!!
Sango was surprisingly upbeat, considering the scene that had just unfolded in the campsite. She didn’t feel sad or angry about the way her relationship ended with Miroku.
‘In a way I think that I’ll always care for Miroku, but I don’t feel bad that we aren’t together. Maybe if we do meet again we can become good friends. We had started out as friends then something changed. Now I don’t really see what I saw in him. I guess I was captivated by his looks, kami knows it wasn’t his personality.’
Sango had been wandering around aimlessly trying to find her brother. She heard rumor after rumor of a boy with a sickle weapon, but so far, none of them had panned out.
One such rumor brought her very close to the home that she shared with her brother and their father. Sango’s supplies were beginning to dwindle so she decided to make the rest of the trip back to her childhood home.
Kilala started acting a bit strange the closer they got to the demon slayers village. “What is it Kilala; do you sense that Kohaku is near?” Kilala mewed at Sango and began rolling around on the ground. Sango looked over at the big cat to see her fiery form begin to change into a tiny little kitten.
“Oh, I see, you smell catnip.” Sango looked at her faithful friend and a smile spread across her lips. Although she was smiling, she couldn’t hide the disappointment that lay there behind her eyes.
Kilala sensed this immediately. She walked over to Sango and jumped into her arms. She began rubbing her soft head up and down Sango’s arm and on her cheek. Sango began to tear so Kilala wiped the tears away with her twin tails. It tickled, causing Sango to laugh and forget about her problems for the moment. Kilala was always able to snap her out of any depression.
“You’ll always be my best friend Kilala. Come on let’s go visit our old home.” Not wanting to give up hope just yet, she still felt that maybe, just this once, she would see her little brother sitting on the steps of there hut. When they were younger, he would always be there, waiting for her to come back from a demon hunt.
Sango was not surprised in the least when she looked across the way towards their hut and saw no one sitting there. “Kilala, you go find that patch of catnip again if you want. I’m going to search the village for the supplies that we need. Listen for me; if I need you for anything I’ll call you.”
Kilala jumped up with glee and walked back out to the field where they found the catnip. She sniffed all around, but she couldn’t find it again. It must have been a little further out. She walked a little further out into the field, but still no catnip. ‘That’s strange’, she thought. ‘My nose is usually so sensitive to smells. I know, maybe if I transform into my large demon cat form, then I’ll be able to sense the catnip a little better. I’m always able to pick up on scents a little better when I’m in that form.’
She transformed into her larger persona. ‘Now that’s more like it. I can smell everything.’ A whiff of something familiar caught her attention. ‘What is this; I know it seems familiar. I should know this scent; it’s familiar……. yet different. Kilala looked from side to side trying to place what it was she sensed. Just then, she saw it. It was a baby wrapped in a baboon fur. ‘I know this baby, it’s……’
Sango looked everywhere for the supplies she needed. So far, she was able to find everything except for the powder they used to ward off demons of the ogre variety. “I might have to make some more if I can’t find any.” She took one last look around then decided it was best to go looking for the herbs and flowers needed to make the concoction.
As Sango was on her way out Kilala came up to her with something in her mouth that looked like a white animal fur.
“What do you have there Kilala?” Just then, Sango could hear a muffled cry. ‘What the… is that a baby she’s holding?’ Kilala set her bundle down on the ground and licked Sango’s hand. She grabbed Sango’s sleeve in her mouth and pulled her hand towards the baby.
When Sango lifted the fur from the baby’s face, she fell back in shock. Laying there on top of one of Naraku’s baboon furs was her brother.
“Kohaku? I don’t understand; how can this be him? I would know my baby brother anywhere. I know it’s him Kilala, but……”
She looked down into the baby’s face and he smiled at her. The same smile he had given her the first day they met ten years ago. Sango was only five years old then, but she still remembered it like it was yesterday.
How happy she was to have a sibling to help take care of. Not to mention someone to boss around, at least until she got older and more mature. One year after Kohaku’s birth, their mother had died, leaving Sango to be more like Kohaku’s mother and nursemaid than his big sister.
“It is you Kohaku, isn’t it? I don’t know whom to thank for this miracle, and frankly, I don’t care what happened. I’m just glad to have you back again.”
Sango reached down and picked up her brother. She asked Kilala to bend down so she could get on her back. They rose into the air, destined for Lady Kaedes’ village. She didn’t care what kind of fight she had with Miroku. She had to share her joy with the people she cared about most in this world, beside her brother.
I guess it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Tell me what you thought. I don’t know how Kohaku turned into a baby yet, but I do know that he is no longer under Naraku’s control. I have an idea or two floating around in my head, but I can’t quite grasp it yet. If you guys have any thoughts or suggestions I would love to hear them. Please review and let me know what you think and what you would like to see in future chapters. Eventually everyone will be reunited and Naraku will get his comeuppance, I promise. Tootles and lovies to you all. (Blowing cyber kisses into my computer screen.)