InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome's Blood ❯ The Love of Friends ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter Two

 

The Love of Friends

 

(This is an edited version of the original. Please remember that it was my first fic, written in 2004, and before I knew all that much about Inuyasha. Thanks so much. And please thank my wonderful beta, Hellfyrre! She's a true gem. Snow)

 

 

 

Sango paced back and forth across the dusty floor of the hut. Shippou intently watched her, not missing a step. He had never seen her like this before. To him, Sango stood tall and strong, slaying demons with her hiraikotsu, the boomerang so tall that it shadowed her, but with which she struck down demons with fluid ease.

 

Miroku, the monk who was always trying to grope Sango's butt, or any woman's for that matter, stood in the doorway staring in the direction of the lake, barely hearing Sango's footsteps.

 

'They should have been back by now. Kaede can help. I hope. Damn her for making us leave!' Miroku thought with no small amount of worry. Sometimes even Kagome could stretch his infinite patience too far.

 

"How could she be so careless?!” exclaimed Sango, dropping to her knees and beginning to sob. "Kagome is my best friend! I can't imagine her not being with us."

 

Shippou's eyes widened, tears threatening to fall. "Is she hurt that bad? Is she going to die?” Shippou asked, his voice beginning to crack.

 

Miroku, as graceful as always, turned to face the little furry, copper colored fox child. He put as much tenderness into his voice as he could while speaking to Shippou, his violet eyes pulling at the wide emerald eyes of the kitsune.

 

"No, Shippou. Kagome is not going to die. She will be back soon."

 

"Sango. You must restrain yourself. For Shippou's sake," reprimanded Miroku for her outburst. Tears began to well up in her eyes again. Miroku could see it coming.

 

"Shippou, leave us. Go outside and see if you can find some berries for Kagome."

 

"Right, Miroku," Shippou spoke with new resolve, standing up straight and puffing out his chest.

 

The little ball of fuzz happily ran into the forest, looking forward to the prospect of Kagome's return.

 

Sango's skin burned with the salt of tears drenching her face. "Oh, Miroku. I don't know what to do," she sniffled, looking to him for instruction.

 

Miroku was not sure what to do either. He wanted to comfort Sango, but at the same time he did not want to be slapped, which Sango was more than happy to do on the many occasions that his hand felt the pull to fondle her bottom.

 

Finally, Miroku decided to take the risk and sat down beside her. He spoke to her in the gentlest, most hypnotic tone he could muster.

 

"Listen, Sango. Kagome is strong. She has powers that we have never seen and that she doesn't even know she has. She has Kikyou's miko power to strike down demons with the purifying arrows that are driven by her soul. She is strong and will get through this. You know this, don't you?"

 

Between sobs, Sango nodded her head. But still her sobs turned to weeping. Miroku could stand it no longer. He wrapped Sango in his arms, cupping her head in his hand and pulling her into his robe. She tightly clutched the soft cloth and buried her face into his warm chest.

 

As she lay in his arms sobbing, she noticed the strength that was hidden under those black and purple robes. She wondered. How had she not noticed? She had always been impressed by his speed and agility. That came from the discipline of the monks. Perhaps his humor, along with the fantastically powerful wind tunnel that drew everything into the black hole of his hand, had distracted her. She had realized long ago that even his teasing, always met with a slap, was often done to relieve tension after a gruesome battle. Thinking of battles brought her mind back to Kagome and her body was once again racked with the convulsions of weeping.

 

Miroku tightened his hold on her. Sango had always been so stoic. Although her outburst of emotion for anyone other than her brother was the first he had ever seen, he had always known that underneath that tough exterior there was a loving human heart. Kagome seemed to bring out the best in people. Perhaps it was her honesty.

 

"Sango, Kagome will be alright. She will. I promise,” soothed Miroku as he ran his fingers through her long raven hair, only half believing his own words. 'That murderous hanyou better bring her back or I'll suck him and his Tetsusaiga into my wind tunnel!'

 

Miroku furrowed his brow, now raging against Inuyasha within his mind, heart torn. Sango's emotional release was beginning to bring tears to his own eyes.

 

His sensual voice, not too high and not too low, always smooth, had in the past made Sango feel weak. Unyielding strength was her best trait. It angered her that his voice brought out emotions that could distract her from her mission to retrieve her brother from the tyrannical hold of the terrible demon, Naraku. But she needed his comfort now more than anything. Her facade didn't concern her at this point.

 

"Thanks, Miroku."

 

"Are you going to be alright now?"

 

Outside, Shippou was returning from his search, happy that he had found some healing plants as well as many juicy ripe berries.

 

WHAP!

 

All of the small creatures surrounding the hut quickly scattered into the forest.

 

"You pervert!" Sango turned away, a slight grin on her face.

 

"Ah. It was worth the pain."

 

'It worked. Sango is feeling better already,' Miroku thought before he became immersed in his own thoughts.

 

"What is it Miroku?” asked Sango, fearful of his reply.

 

"I believe they have been gone too long. What about you?"

 

Sango nodded in agreement.

 

"Kilala,” called Sango with urgency.

 

Instantly, Kilala was there. Two-tailed kitten only moments ago, she was now a beast of formidable size with long, razor sharp fangs and claws. Massive muscles rippled beneath her skin, visible even through her thick tan fur.

 

"Take us to Kagome and Inuyasha!"

 

As soon as Miroku and Sango had settled themselves on Kilala's back, they jumped up into the sky.

 

"Wait for me! Wait for me!" yelled Shippou, running as fast as his little legs could carry him.

 

"You stay here in case Inuyasha and Kagome return,” Miroku called back

 

"Right!” Shippou agreed, nodding his head.

 

Sango smiled, glad that Miroku was able to distract and give hope to the young fox child.

 

 

 

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Inuyasha and all associated characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I make no profit from this story, nor do I intend to. My only goal is to occupy my demented mind with delusions of actually owning a life-sized, anatomically correct Sesshoumaru. The characters Kaiaela and Mr. Sesshou belong to me!

 

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