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Author’s Note: Chapter III finally up! Sorry to keep you all in suspense, And thank you for the reviews! I’m working on the whole Sango being weak thing, I realized it after I had already posted the first two chapters, anyway! On with the…story…!

 

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Drown It Out

 

By: Taiji-Ya

 

Chapter III: As It Should Be

 

 

Dark had started to fall on the poor little apartment building, but in the misplaced room 218, darkness seemed very far away. Laughter spilled from every crack, with enough warmth and light to go around.

 

“…I swear! It was like having a second head that’s always nagging about where I’ve been. And it’s not like she didn’t know, I couldn’t go anywhere without her.”

 

“And that’s what? Girlfriend number…”

 

Kagome and Shippou watched, delighted as Miroku and Sango laughed and joked like old friends. It had been a long time since Kagome had seen her this happy. She’d been with Naraku for so long that Kagome had forgotten how Sango laughed. It sounded good.

 

“…I ran!”

 

“You ran?!”

 

Sango was nearly choking from the effort of trying to drink her cocoa, while at the same time making comments and laughing at Miroku’s story. Kagome saw a connection between the two, and that sparked a plot in her twisted little mind. Shippou looked at her questioningly, noticing the grin that had spread across her face. She simply shook her head and continued to watch the two. It was hard to believe that this was the same girl that had cried herself to sleep at night. Kagome knew, her apartment was right next to hers.

 

“So…” Miroku took a deep breath, exhausted from laughing and story-telling, “What’s your history on boyfriends Sango?”

 

Both Kagome and Sango’s heads snapped up, staring at Miroku. His grin remained but Sango’s was gone. Lost inside herself once again.

 

“I have to go…” she murmured and quickly scurried towards the door.

 

“What is your problem?!” Kagome smacked Miroku hard on the arm.

 

Miroku opened his mouth to defend himself but was cut off by a small squeak of terror from the hall. He rushed to the door, faster than Kagome or Shippou could even register what was going on.

 

“I can explain! Please, I swear I can!”

 

“Hey!” Miroku’s shout, entwined itself with Sango’s scream as Naraku’s hand connected with her face.

 

Naraku glowered at the girl, curled up on the ground, Kagome and Shippou at her side, then turned his gaze apon the new offender. He sneered, practically growling as he rubbed his hand.

 

“Wench has a hard face. Good bone-structure. What it should be”

 

He was delicate looking. But past his outward appearance Miroku saw something that sent a chill down his spine and stopped his words in his throat.

 

“There’s a lot of things about that are just as they should be,” he continued, pacing around her, like a cat guarding it’s prey, “Her dark hair accents her soft skin rather well, and her eyes always match her clothes. I make sure of that. But of course the most obvious thing, is that she is with me. Right where she should be”

 

Miroku could tell these words were meant as a threat, but before he could react to them, a weight was thrown against his body, pinning him to the wall. Claw-like hands about his throat. Eyes now staring strait into his. Cold dark eyes. Kagome gasped, holding Sango in her arms.

 

“But, if I am to come home and she’s not where she should be,” his dark eyes darted to Miroku’s apartment door, then switched back into the painful glare, right into Miroku’s eyes, “Then you might just end up not how you should be”

 

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“Kagome?”

 

She tucked the blankets under his chin, forcing a small smile, “Yes Shippou?”

 

“Why does Sango-chan let him do that?”

 

“Because…” she sighed, her smile disappearing as fast as it had come, “ I really don’t know…Shipou…I really don’t know.”

 

Leaning into kiss his forehead, she heard him mumble something, “Hmm?”

 

“I said, ‘Why doesn’t Miroku do something?’”

 

“I don’t know that either”

 

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Author’s Note: Sweet little Shippou. Anyone hate Naraku yet?! Well, now I get to mess with your heads a little, hehe. I’ve already got the ending figured out, now I just gotta write the rest. Next chapter coming soon! Please e-mail me or R/R

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