Someone asked me why I was so into Sango and Miroku. The answer is simple. I just like them better. Because Kagome is always whiny and not good for much, and Inuyasha is always freaking out of Kikyo, which is a reason they may never fully requite their love. Yes, Sango and Miroku never really seem to go anywhere (kind of anticlimatic love), but at least they've admitted their love, and for every situation where nothing has happened, we write a situation where something does. But I know most people want Inu/Kagome, but Sango/Miroku, I think, is much more fun to write.

Higurashi Kagome stared into the dusty shrine.

"What is it?" she asked her brother, who stood in front of the short steps leading down to the well. There was such dim lighting, and she coughed as she stepped inside.

"I think Buyo's stuck in there," he answered, referring to the fat, lazy cat they owned.

Sure enough she could hear his cries. The insistent meow of a cat too lazy to pick himself up. She stepped forward, peering across the strange artifacts before turning back around.

"I'm gonna be late for school," she said. "He'll find a way out himself."

Five hundred years in the past, sleeps a boy trapped to a tree by an arrow. He stays, trapped in time, never growing old, and never waking.

This boy is the hanyou Inuyasha.

He shall never wake from his slumber.