InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Looking For You ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

“I’ll give up everything to find you,” Taking Over Me by Evanescence

Miroku woke up just as the first rays of the morning sun hit his end of the earth. As he was opening his eyes, he could feel something in the air was different. Sitting up, he noticed Yume’s tatami mat empty.

“Maybe she went to take an early bath,” he said aloud. He got up, bones creaking from their lack of use and wandered into the cooking part of his home. Using a bowl in place of a cup, he took a drink from the jug he always made sure was full of water.

As he glanced around, trying to decide what would be the morning’s breakfast, a piece of white paper caught his interest. Picking it up, he found that it was addressed to him. Unfolding it, he read.

Dear Miroku and others,

I thank you for all your hospitality

and kindness that you’ve shown me since I arrived.

Do not think it went without notice. I am forever

in your debt. But, I have learned of a family member

alive who needs my help. I will not return.

Inu Yasha, please, if you find out anymore about

the certain someone we spoke of last, tell her I will

find her.

Yume

He dropped the note onto the table. It couldn’t be. She couldn’t have left. Not after he had started to really like her. Not after she began to mend his wounds. It wasn’t fair. Why did anyone he ever loved get ripped away from him forever?

Sango stopped and sighed, sitting on a log as she rested, her body not used to the road. But, with a look that could have easily scared Shippo all over again, she stood up and continued on her way. She would get to Kohaku and soon. There would be no more delays, she wouldn’t tolerate it.

Inu Yasha awoke from his slumber at hearing something slump to the ground. He opened his eyes and saw that Miroku was sitting on the floor, a piece of paper in his hand.

“What’s up with you?” He asked. The monk didn’t look up. “Hey, I asked you a question,” Inu Yasha went on, annoyed that Miroku was ignoring him. When Miroku didn’t answer, Inu Yasha got up and walked over to his human friend. Poking him, Inu Yasha got a glare from Miroku.

“Leave me alone,” the monk told the demon. His voice was threatening to crack. There was no doubt, he was going to lose it in a few minutes. All the control he had over his emotions was lost and time was running short before he burst. He stood up and ran outside into the morning air. But, in his haste, he dropped the paper he had been holding.

Curious, Inu Yasha picked the paper up and skimmed it.

“Damn.”

“What’s the matter, Inu Yasha?” Shippo’s voice asked as the younger demon heard his friend swear.

“It’s Sango, she’s gone, for good,” the older told his younger. This brought the fox to the dog’s side almost immediately. “What did you say?” He asked incredously.

“Read it for yourself if you don’t believe me,” Inu Yasha shrugged. Shippo did just that and still didn’t want to believe that his newly found friend had up and disappeared on him.

Just outside, Miroku stood, listening to Inu Yasha and Shippo speak. He heard Inu Yasha say something and Shippo replied, “But why would she want to leave?”

“Take one guess. And it starts with Ko and ends with haku,” Inu Yasha replied. “Yeah, that’s right, it’s been years since Sango’s seen Kohaku,” Shippo answered back. It was at the mention of the name Sango that Miroku stood in shock.

“Did you say Sango?” He asked, forgetting that he was eavesdropping. He heard Inu Yasha curse and stomp over to the door. “Have you been listening to us the whole time?”

“Tell me, did you say Sango?” Miroku asked, a one track mind. Inu Yasha sighed and Shippo joined them, a solemn look on his face. “Yeah, he did,” Inu Yasha finally said after a very awkward pause. “That’s what I thought you said,” Miroku let out his breath, not realizing he had been holding it until that moment. He walked past the two demons and began to look around.

“What are you doing?” Shippo asked curiously. “What’s it look like I’m doing? I’m going to go find Sango and bring her back,” Miroku answered.

“And how the hell do you plan on doing that? She’s got a huge lead on you not to mention, she was trained to hunt and not be hunted. She knows how to cover her tracks,” Inu Yasha tried to explain to Miroku. It was obvious that he was more mature than he had been as a teenager when he was traveling with the group.

“But, I know where she’s headed,” Miroku replied, packing some food into a cloth bundle that also held an extra set of clothes and Sango’s letter. “This is insane,” Inu Yasha shot back as he watched Shippo help the monk.

“Come on Inu Yasha, it’ll be fun and almost like the old days, you, me, and Miroku searching for something precious again,” Shippo chipped in.

“I’m going alone Shippo,” Miroku put it. “What? Why?” Shippo asked, outraged. “I have to agree with the kid, that’s just plain stupidity,” Inu Yasha added his two cents. “I’m not a kid!” Shippo yelled. “Are too!” “Am not!” “Are too!” And so it would have gone on if a little voice hadn’t broken the scene.

“Father, where’s Yumi?” A soft voice broke the scene and it’s comedy. All three turned to see Chidori before them, her thumb in her mouth. She looked curiously at the three then repeated her question.

“Honey, Yumi went away. But Miroku’s going to go get her and we’re going with him,” Inu Yasha told his daughter. Miroku began to protest in the background, but Inu Yasha put his hand up to silence the monk.

“When are we leaving?” Came her twin’s voice from behind her. “Well kid, we’re leaving today,” Shippo replied before Inu Yasha could say a word.

And so, Miroku could only watch as the others quickly gathered supplies, his home turning into an instant mess.

A young woman sat down on the log as she passed by, tired from her journey. “Hmm, what’s that?” She wondered aloud, seeing a dark red cloak on the ground. Her arrows rustled on her back as she walked over. “It’s a woman,” she whispered to herself.

The woman’s eyes fluttered open as she gazed around, disorientated. “Huh, what happened?” She asked, not noticing the other woman.

“I found you lying here on the ground,” the first woman told the second.

“Oh.”

“Care to explain how you got there?” The first asked. The second looked into the air and replied, “I don’t know. The last thing I remember is falling. I guess I must have hit my head on the ground. By the way, my name’s Rin,” the second told the first. She looked expectantly at the first.

“Kikyo.”

“That’s a pretty name. I’ve never heard it as a name before though. Only as a flower name,” Rin told the other

“You’re very chatty, aren’t you?” Asked Kikyo, a look of indifference on her face.

“People tell me that sometimes,” Rin blushed slightly. Kikyo just looked at the other woman indifferently then began to walk off. Before she got too far, she turned back and said to Rin, “You really should be more careful, there are demons everywhere in this area.”

“Umm, thanks,” Rin called out, hesitant. “What was she?” She asked herself.

“What was what?” A masculine voice asked. Rin found it oddly familair and turned around. She squinted and asked, “Kohaku?”

“That is my name. How do you know it?” He replied, voice almost monotone after years in Naraku’s service, though the demon had long since been dead.

“You told me years ago, when we first met,” Rin answered, a blush forming on her face. “We’ve met before?” He asked, brows furrowed as he tried to remember something that had happened while he was in Naraku’s service. “What is your name?” He asked.

“It’s Rin,” she replied, a smile plastered on her face as she looked expectantly at Kohaku.

“Rin,” he said, the name like an exotic spice on his tongue. Briefly, almost too brief in fact, a small girl’s face flashed in his memory. “Are you that little girl?”

“What little girl?” Rin replied, confused. He looked past her. “Get down,” he ordered. “Why?” She questioned, not moving.

“There’s a demon coming this way,” he told her, pushing her onto the ground, then falling down, laying his arm over her so she wouldn’t try to get up.

“Oi, monk, slow down, the kids can’t keep up,” a male voice yelled.

Miroku’s veins twitched, he obviously angry. He turned to look at his demon friend and yelled, “Well, I was supposed to go alone, Inu Yasha!”

Kohaku heard Rin gasp as one man called another Inu Yasha. “It’s the lord’s brother,” she whispered to herself. Kohaku looked at her oddly.

“What do you mean?” He asked, whispering.

“My lord, Sesshoumaru, that is his younger brother, the half demon Inu Yasha,” Rin replied, squirming.

“But, I thought that the demon Sesshoumaru perished recently,” Kohaku told her. A look of sorrow crossed her face as she answered, “He did. I am looking for Inu Yasha.”

“Oh,” replied the brother of Sango.

“What’s going on here?” Inu Yasha asked, looking down to see two young people, a male and a female laying on the ground, whispering to each other. Both looked up, one with a face of glee, the other no expression on his face at all.

“What do you mean disappeared?” Kouga yelled at his comrades. “I’m sorry Kouga, but just he disappeared. One minute he was there, the next he had vanished,” one of the young wolves told their leader.

Something dropped and all the wolves looked to the mouth of their cave. “What are you doing here?” Snarled Kouga for obvious reasons. “Is that true? Is Kohaku really gone?” The figure asked, voice shaking, from what they couldn’t tell.

“Yeah, and what’s it to you?” Asked the mighty wolf leader. The figure, and its scent betrayed her to be a woman fell to the ground. He glared at the others before going over to her. “Who are you?” He asked the sleeping figure. He picked her up and laid her in his personal cave. “No one goes near her until she tells us what her connection with Kohaku is. In the mean time, I want twenty of you to go and find the boy. Bring him back here,” barked the wolf. Almost instantly, the others hopped to it.

The wolf leader, Kouga sighed and walked into his personal cave. “Who are you?” He asked. She stirred slightly and sat up suddenly. “What’s going on here?” She looked around, wide eyed. It was then that her veil slipped off of her face, revealing the scars of her past.

The wolf couldn’t help but gasp. She cocked her head at him and without realizing it, fixed her veil. “Who are you?” Kouga asked again. She looked at him and thought he looked familiar. “Kouga?” She asked.

“Yes, that is my name. How do you know it?” He demanded. “Where is Kohaku?” She changed the subject. “Are you Kagome? No, your scent is different. The slayer, perhaps?” Kouga asked after several moments, more talking to himself than anything.

“So, you’re saying my brother is dead,” Inu Yasha repeated what Rin had just told them. She nodded and then continued, “He said something about finding you and repaying a debt.”

“He still remembers that old thing? Interesting,” mused the demon. “Can we get going now?” Miroku asked, agitated.

“Calm down, it’s not like she’s going to go far, we know where she’s at,” Inu Yasha yelled at his friend.

“What are you talking about?” Asked Kohaku. “Oh, are you hungry?” Rin asked, seeing the two children. She dug in her pouch and pulled out something. “Here, they’re a new sweet I got when I was in Kyoto a few days ago,” she told them, handing them each a small, dark square.

“What is that?” Shippo asked. Rin smiled and told him, “It’s chocolate.”

“Anyways,” Inu Yasha continued, ignoring the others, “it’s not like we should rush. It would be bad for the kids.”

“Well, just standing around here isn’t getting us any closer to our destination,” Miroku shot back, annoyed. Just then, Inu Yasha slapped his neck and looked at the palm of his hand.

“Myouga?” He asked, shocked that the flea demon had shown up out of nowhere.

“Master Inu Yasha, it’s so nice to see you again,” the demon replied. “I’ve been looking for you for days now,” continued the old demon.

“Really, and why did you do that?” Asked Inu Yasha. He could hear his kids asking for more chocolate in the background but blocked it out for the time being. Myouga sat down on his hand and opened his mouth, telling Inu Yasha what was wrong.

“Well, first of all, you’re the new Lord of the Western Lands. Your brother has recently passed on,” began the flea. Inu Yasha smirked and looked over at Rin, “So I’ve heard. Continue.”

Myouga looked over to where Inu Yasha had looked and told himself, “I see. Well, then that clears that up, partly anyways. Okay, Kohaku was in Kouga’s care but has vanished.”

“I know,” Inu Yasha replied, gazing at his children playing with Rin and Shippo. “He’s standing next to me,” continued the half demon.

“Well, then I guess you’ve heard about Kirara then,” Myouga sighed. Inu Yasha’s ears perked up. “What’s this about the fire cat?” He questioned. Myouga looked at him and asked, “You really haven’t heard about that then?”

“About what?” Inu Yasha asked, annoyed. “Well, she’s been up in the mountains, waiting for someone like Sango to come along. But recently, she left, and has gone missing,” Myouga replied.

“Hey, wasn’t there a monk with you?” Kohaku interrupted. “Yeah,” Inu Yasha replied, “Why do you ask?”

“He ran off, that way,” Kohaku replied, pointing in the opposite direction Inu Yasha had come from.

“Dammit,” the dog demon swore. “Shippo, you make sure everyone stays safe. I’ve got to go drag that monk back here,” Inu Yasha ordered, leaping off towards Kouga’s den.

“I see, so you’re the slayer. Only, what the hell happened to your face?” Asked Kouga. Sango sighed and her eyes glazed over as she remembered.

Miroku stood next to her as they laughed about a joke Kagome had told them. It had something to do with a chicken crossing a road. Inu Yasha had taken Shippo with him to a village in hopes of finding information about the Shikon Jewel.

She heard a rustle, but left it to the wind as the cause. Before she had a chance to react, a demon that looked somewhat like Goshinki came out of the woods and snatched her up in its jaws. It turned around and ran like the wind, scent disappearing as it ran, entering a barrier.

A little later, she woke up in a dark, dank cell, no light or food any where near, though she wouldn’t have taken the food if any had been offered.

“So, you’re awake,” a cruel voice said. It sent shudders down her spine and her thoughts turned to Naraku. “Naraku, let me free!” She yelled. The voice laughed and made her cringe inside.

“I am not the demon Naraku,” it said. “I am the demon hell found too corrupt. I am your new master, slave. I am Hikari.”

“Light? Why is your name light?” She asked, confused. It, Hikari, laughed as it said, “I always find it amusing when people turn out to be the exact opposite of what their name means. Take you for instance, Coral. You hate the sea, yet, your name comes from it. It shows you just how much parents really know when they name their children.”

“How do you know that? Not even my friends know that,” Sango gasped. It laughed again, taking a step forward, the faint light of a torch revealing the figure to be male. “I’ve been watching you for a long time,” he said. “A very long time.”

“What’s wrong?” Asked the demon wolf. Sango was ghost pale, small beads of sweat forming as she thought of Hikari, the dark named Light and his torture. He had put her through hell, making her want to die several times a week, many times a day. Kouga reached out to touch the human’s arm, hoping to snap her out of it. As he did so, she cringed, saying in a small voice, “Hikari, no.”

“Whose Hikari?” A male voice asked, panting. Kouga turned to see a man in purple and black standing next to a large fire cat who was sniffing the air.

“I have no idea,” replied Kouga as he turned back to Sango. The man in the robes stepped forward, reaching past the demon wolf and placed his hands on hers.

“Sango, it’s okay, it’s me. It’s Miroku,” he told her. Kouga stood up and left the three alone. Kirara stood in the background, knowing that only this man could help her friend.

“Hikari, stop,” Sango whimpered, tears forcing their way to her eyes. “Please,” she begged.

“Sango, it’s me. I’m here,” Miroku pleaded, pulling her into an embrace. She shuddered, sobbing now as she told Hikari, whoever he was, to stop whatever was going on in her mind.

“Inu Yasha?” Kouga asked aloud, turning to the mouth of the demon wolf den. There, a lone figure stood, his scent revealing the person to be the dog demon.

“Yeah, it’s me,” Inu Yasha replied. “Where are my friends? I know their here, I can smell them,” he went on.

“They’re back there, but, I wouldn’t go in there right now,” Kouga told his once enemy. “And why the hell not?” Inu Yasha swore, yelling at the other.

“Because, she’s going into a mental breakdown,” answered Kouga. Inu Yasha shoved past him, something that would normally be bad move because not even Inu Yasha could stand up to an entire wolf pack, as strong a demon as he was.

He reached the mouth of the cave and stopped just behind Kirara’s tail. She turned to face him and he pat her head, though when he tried to take a step past the demon, she stopped him. He got her message, back off.

“I understand, old friend,” Inu Yasha whispered, standing next to her. “Let’s leave these two alone, we still have to go get the others.”

Kirara nodded and followed him out of the demon den.

Just then, as he and the cat were reaching the mouth of the cave, a piercing scream, Sango’s shattered the silence. Without a thought, both turned back towards their friends and saw that she now lay limp in Miroku’s arms.

“Kirara, take us to the others,” Miroku told the cat, sitting himself on the cat’s back, Sango in his arms. She nodded and leapt off, Inu Yasha leading the way.

“What’s taking them so long?” Shippo asked, bored. The twins were asleep in Rin’s lap, as the woman herself slept. Kohaku was lost in thought, but Shippo, being a demon, didn’t tire as easily, nor did he like to just sit around and think. He was just about to give up hope when he spotted two things, a bright red spot in the sky, sure to be Inu Yasha, and Kirara, in all her magnificent glory, someone astride her back.

“Hey Inu Yasha,” he called when they touched down. “Where’s San-” he stopped midsentence as he noticed the woman in Miroku’s arms. “What happened?”

“She’s just getting rid of the demons of her past, no pun intended,” a voice told them. They, well, Inu Yasha and Shippo any ways, turned and saw-

“Kikyo,” breathed the older of the two demons.

“Yes, it is I. Monk, set her down on the ground. She will wake soon, and when she does, I doubt she will be pleased to find herself in your arms,” replied the priestess. The monk did as he was told, though, he couldn’t help but let her use his lap as a pillow.

“Do you know what’s wrong with her?” Asked Shippo. Kikyo gave a small smile and nodded, her eyes betraying a great sadness.

“She is getting rid of the past, a difficult thing.”

“But, how do you know this?” Asked Miroku.

“Because, she’s gone through this before, with Naraku, right?” Kohaku’s voice asked as he turned his head towards Kikyo.

“So, you’re still alive?” Kikyo replied. Kohaku nodded. “And, you should know as well as I,” she added.

“Please, leave me alone with,” Kohaku paused, trying to think of the word. “My sister,” he finally put in.

“Umm, I hate to break the news, but don’t you think it would be a good idea to get off the road?” Shippo asked. He shot a glance at Inu Yasha then turned to Rin and the two children.

“Yes, why don’t we go back to my home,” Miroku interuppted, Sango still in his lap. Inu Yasha nodded, ordering Shippo to carry Rin, he would carry his children, and Kirara would take the others.

Not far away, yet, eons away, a woman smiled. She touched the locket around her neck and opened it, knowing the faces of her two children, and him. A tear slipped down her face as she passed on, finally at ease even though her children and love were 500 years in the past. But, she uttered something before she passed on.

Inu Yasha stopped for a moment, sure he heard Kagome’s voice say, “I love you.” A yell from Shippo brought him back to the present and he hurried on, though not without taking a good look at both of his children’s faces. They looked human, and yet, he knew, that they were the exact opposite of him, once a month turning demon. He stopped, dead in his tracks at that.

“It can’t be, not tonight,” he muttered. With extra energy that came from nowhere, he rushed, glancing at the sky, noticing the sun going down. “No, not now.”

And then, he changed, eyes turning violet, heir darkening to black, claws growing shorter, becoming fingernails as his normal ears were replaced with human ones in the normal spot.

Now, his two children must have noticed something was wrong as they slept, for they chose that moment to wake up.

“Father, you’re human?” Asked Tsubasa. Inu Yasha shot the boy a look and sat down, tired because the two were heavy as a human.

“What’s wrong?” Asked Chidori, eyes wide and innocent. He shrugged, putting on a calm facade as he told them, “When the others realize we aren’t with them, they’ll come get us.” Both children nodded and sat together, shivering as time progressed and it got colder. Inu Yasha sighed, getting up and making a small fire, of which the children stuck to like a fly does to a piece of fly paper.

But, when the others arrived at the monk’s home, they rushed in, figuring Inu Yasha had stopped on the way for something, him being the independent individual he was and all. Kikyo made all three males leave the hut and head outside. She ordered Rin to make a pot of tea and Kirara sat next to Sango’s head, in her kitten form.

“No, please, don’t Hikari,” the woman pleaded, her voice a whisper. “Not the child.”

“What child?” Kikyo asked, voice barely above a whisper.

“Mine,” Sango replied. “My child, gone, before he could breathe.”

Kikyo raised an eyebrow and continued. “Not just yours, who else?”

“Him.”

“Him?” Rin asked, coming over. Her voice, loud and very different from Kikyo’s lower and more soothing one awoke the woman.

“What’s going on?” Sango asked, eyes wide in terror.

“Whose child?” Kikyo pleaded. If it was possible, her eyes opened even wider, though from shock this time.

“Who told you that?” She asked.

“You did.”

“But, how?”

“You were barely concious, yelling at a person named Hikari,” Kikyo answered. “Hikari,” Sango breathed.

“Who is Hikari?” Rin asked, sitting down. Sango shuddered, keeping her silence.

After a little while, Kikyo grew agiatated at this woman.

“If you keep your silence like you have been, you’re going to just keep going in a cycle of this never ending nightmare. If you don’t tell others, you’re going to see him everywhere you turn. He’ll haunt your every dream, turning it into a nightmare. You will never be able to love, or do anything,” Kikyo yelled at Sango.

Rin cringed as the sound of Kikyo slapping Sango rang through the hut. Sango sat there, shocked. “You have a voice. So start using it,” Kikyo told the slayer coldly. She got up and went outside. The tea was soon ready and as Rin was getting cups out for everyone, she heard a voice begin to tell her the truth.

“He wasn’t evil all the time. There were times when he was nice. But, those times were the scariest of all. Because, I could feel myself falling for him, though I was still in love with another. I was confused, and, when I found out I was with child, I became terrified.”

Rin just stood still, listening.

“It wasn’t his child, he never assaulted me or anything. It was my love’s. But, when Hikari found out, he slashed my abdomen, killing my child. And, he didn’t even flinch, showed no remorse, showed no compassion, he showed nothing. That was scary. He didn’t feel sad, but, he wasn’t overjoyed. But, the fact that he could and would take a life like that, it scared me to no ends. It still does,” Sango continued. Rin turned around, holding a tray of tea. She gave a weak smile, sitting down across from the other woman, handing her a cup of tea.

“You know, when Lord Sesshoumaru passed on a few weeks ago, I didn’t have any idea what to do with my life. He’s always been there, since I was a young child,” Rin told the other woman. Sango looked up, surprise on her face. “You’re that little girl Kagome talked about, aren’t you?” She asked.

“Kagome?” Rin asked, confused. “The woman with the arrows with Inu Yasha, right?” Sango nodded her head.

“I remember seeing her, as a child, on a few occasions,” Rin answered the slayer’s question. A sudden knock startled both women as Shippo walked in.

“Lord Shippo,” Rin said.

“Shippo,” Sango said at the same time. Shippo nodded to Rin then turned to Sango and asked, “Are you okay?”

“Better than I was,” she replied.

“Can I come in?” Miroku’s voice filtered in through the open door. Rin leaned over and whispered to Sango, though Shippo still heard it, “He’s like a lost little puppy.”

Sango and Rin giggled, Shippo cracking a wide smile. Miroku popped his head in and asked, “What, what did I miss?”

This sent the two women into a laughing fit while Shippo tried his hardest not to burst out laughing.

That night, they ate the dinner that Rin had made. Though, there was still a blank spot where Kikyo would have sat had she not gone away.

About an hour after everyone had laid down for the night, Shippo’s eyes opened wide and he was instantly waking the others up. “Tonight’s the night of the new moon,” he told them. Miroku and Sango’s eyes opened wide as they realized that their half demon friend was missing and had been for quite some time.

Shippo, who could carry someone small on his back if need be, took Rin while the others were put on Kirara.

“Hurry,” Sango whispered to her old friend. The large fire cat yowled in response and rushed on faster. As they neared the site where Shippo said he smelt the children and Inu Yasha, they could hear their friend yelling. Sango and the others immediatly jumped off of Kirara when they were close enough.

But, she arrived in time to see a demon stick their hand into her friend’s chest and pull out his still beating heart. She wasn’t sure if she made a sound or not, but she guessed so because the demon turned towards her. She scanned the area and didn’t see either child. Her mind jumped to the obvious, that they were dead. Tears formed in her eyes as she pulled out her sword, her katana and shouted, “You bastard!”

She heard Kirara growl and Shippo shout “Fox Fire!” A blue colored flame snaked past her and hit the demon while Rin and Kohaku rushed over to Inu Yasha.

“Miroku, use the tunnel,” Sango yelled. He nodded in response, though she didn’t see and uncovered the hell hole in his hand. As the demon was sucked up, Sango found herself rushing over to her old friend.

“Inu Yasha, are you okay?” She asked, holding her dying friend’s hand. He croaked an answer and she took it as a, “No, I’m not okay, I’m dying.” And, it made her smile. “Don’t worry, I know where you want to go,” she whispered to him. He smiled and whispered a name, passing away forever as the name left his lips. Sango smiled as a tear trailed down her cheek, knowing that Inu Yasha was finally with Kagome.

“Miroku, Kohaku, help me carry him to the hut,” Sango ordered, taking charge. It was then that she heard a few small whimpers. “No way,” she said to herself as the two men lifted the demon’s remains off of the tree he had died against. Underneath his body were both children, huddled together in the dark. Rin immediately coaxed them out of the trees roots. When they arrived, she made sure they steered clear of the room holding their father’s body.

Sango sat outside, petting Kirara. She began to shiver when something dropped onto her shoulders. She looked up and saw Miroku, his face drawn grim. With a glance at her, he sat down.

“Today’s been busy,” he said, trying to start a conversation. “Yes, it has,” Sango answered. They sat in silence for a long time. Finally, he sighed and told her, without looking at her, “Rin told me about what happened to your child.”

“Oh.”

“But, she said it was your love’s, so, I guess I have no reason to feel sad about that. But, I can’t help but wish that it had been mine. Ours,” he continued. He finally looked over at his companion, face sad. She looked at him in wonder. And then, to his surprise, she began to laugh. He looked at her like she was crazy.

“Has today been so hard on you that you’ve finally cracked?” He asked. Sango took a moment to stop laughing and looked at him seriously. “Are you jealous?” She asked. He looked away and she took that as a yes.

“Miroku, my son was yours,” she said so quietly she was afraid he hadn’t heard her. He sat up rigid, turning to her and asking, “What did you say?”

“I said, my child, my son, was your child, your son,” Sango said again. He embraced her, delighted and yet immensely sad at this news. As he pulled out of the embrace, he then remembered something she had said.

“When we first met, well, not the first time, but when you introduced yourself as Yume to me, you said you were searching for your love. Was that me?” He asked. Sango didn’t answer. Soon, both adults went inside and went to sleep with their companions.

The next day, the large group carried the body of Inu Yasha to the God Tree, or Goshinboku. Shippo and Kohaku had already dug the hole earlier that morning. They carefully lowered him into the hole, covering him quickly with the soil. When they had finished, they stood for a moment and said good-bye. As they turned to go back to Miroku’s hut, Chidori broke away and ran to the grave. She sat on the ground, tears rushing down her face as she said good-bye to the father she never knew. Rin told the others to go ahead, but Kohaku remained behind, saying he would make sure they stayed safe.

A/N: Wow. It’s over. Well, not completely over, because I’m going to write a small epilouge, but still. Yes, I realize I’m about 6 days past the deadline I set, but I ran into some problems, mainly, right as I was finishing this, back when they realize Inu Yasha and the kids are missing, we got a new computer. But, all of this was saved on our old computer, which is now sitting in my room as I type this. Today I got it set up and was able to finish Looking For You.

Seriously, I think this is one of my best, if not the best that I’ve done. Also, I’m in the middle of planning my next story, another Miroku/Sango.

Well, I guess the last thing to do is to say I don’t own any of the characters other than Hikari, Chidori, and Tsubasa. The plot has probably been done before so I doubt I can claim that it’s mine.