Sango's eyes grew wide… was her beloved dead? Read and find out P

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Sango's eyes grew wide… was her beloved dead? Her heart pounded deep within her… it yearned to see Miroku's face again, to be held in his arms… the sight of Miroku being sucked in by his wind tunnel flashed in front of her eyes. Tears flooded her face still looking at Kagome. She quickly wiped them away, trying to hide them.

"He's… well… wounded… badly…" Kagome said finally. Sango gasped and grabbed Kagome's hands in hers.

"How badly? Where is he hurt? Did you find out when he got hurt?" She quizzed. Her eyes flooded with tears again, only she was holding them back. Kagome nodded, referring to the last question.

"As soon as he arrived, he-"

"WHERE IS HE!" Sango yelled, finally crying the held-back tears. Kagome motioned her to follow her to her hut.

"He's in the back," Kagome said above a whisper. "But talk quietly, he said he had a headache." Sango nodded and walked slowly into the shadows. She noticed the flame, silhouetted shadow being cast on the paper wall that hid Miroku from her. She saw the figure cough violently and saw things fly from its mouth. Sango cried silently as she grabbed and slid the wall.

There he was. Miroku. He was shirtless, bandaged, and he was lying down. Miroku's eyes fluttered open and saw nothing. To Sango… his eyes were gray. Sango snapped. Her tears fell after the next and she ran to him. She sat down next to him and cradled his face.

"Can you see me, love?" she cried softly. Her hands gently pointed his face towards hers. There was a silence. A deep, dark silence that dug into Sango's heart with every second. Then finally,

"San-San…Sango… love… where… where are the children?" he whispered. Sango broke down and fell into a hug. Miroku grunted in pain.

"Sango, my… ribs are… broken… no hugging please…" She heard him say. She released him and asked the same questions as earlier.

"My ribs…are broken and…my foot is…well, broken, and my wind tunnel… is gone." Sango stopped breathing at that last part.

"Is Nara-"

"No, love…he took it…away…"

"Why?"

"I… dunno." He slurred. He was in killing pain. He tried to sit up and Sango helped.

"Do you want me to bring in Sanokaru?"

"Yes, are you still pregnant Sango…oh wait, it's been four years, or was it…three?"

His hands grazed Sango's face.

"Are you blind love?" Sango asked. His face jerked to where it was when they were talking. Obviously, he was hurt... not by physically either. He heard the words that obviously meant something to him.

"No…no of course- oh, Kagome didn't tell you?" Miroku said to Sango.

"No, what happened?"

"Naraku and I had a fight. He used poison powder and it got to my eyes first. Then I fled and when I did I could fell the wind tunnel had vanish." He explained.

Sango sat there, puzzled. Why would Naraku take away the curse he put on Miroku when he's not dead? Can he actually do that? Is Miroku blind for good?

"But I'm blind at nightfor a week, so… that has an down-side." He smirked.

Sango brought Sanokaru into the room with Miroku, who was sitting up to greet the first-born child of the Inu-gang generation 2. The young boy bowed to his father. Miroku tapped his back and gestured him to come closer. Sanokaru did as he asked and looked in his father's eyes that he hadn't seen in several years.

"F-F-Father?" He finally said to the awaiting man. Miroku's eyes directed his gaze from his son to his wife. She nodded.

"My boy… you've grown from a little child to this… why couldn't I have stayed?" Miroku said crying for the first time since he came. He hugged his son. He released him quickly realizing he was in pain. Sanokaru nodded and started to cry. (Ugg, so much emotion running ramped XP)

"Father, I must go demon-hunting now. Good bye, and when will you come home to greet Sanokourri?" Miroku looked shocked and more confused than ever.

"Who… is Sanokourri?" Miroku asked. Sango came to his side.

"Sanokourri was the baby in my womb when you left, dear. She survived it." Sango said, remembering the painful thoughts haunting her.

Flashback

"Miroku…Sango… you know being parents that you have to take responsibility?" Said Keade. Sango and Miroku nodded harshly. Sango gently petted her swollen stomach that carried something new. Keade took a sip of her tea. She took a deep breath.

"You must take the responsibility of having lost the child, right?" she said rashly. Sango held her breath and Miroku clutched his robes.

"Meaning what, Keade-Sensei?" said Sango. Keade took a breath as though breathing through a straw.

"You must have the baby cut out in order for you and it to survive." The room went silent. Sango burst into tears. Miroku was still very motionless from the news. And the little boy who was silent was now patting his mother on the back.

End Flashback

Miroku smiled. He couldn't wait to see his new child.

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