As depressing as it is, somehow Yoga class turned from humor to a somewhat serious story. I'm sorry if anyone quit reading because of it, or because I don't update enough. I think I'm starting a new story, and for anyone reading any of the others…err…You understand.

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Yoga Class

Chapter Eighteen: Being All We Found


Inuyasha blinked, glancing over at Kagome who was trudging silently alongside Sango and Miroku up the side of the mountain. They had been walking no more than an hour and were barely half-way up. Inuyasha knew his friends were tired, being human, but how could he stop when he was so close to fulfilling some sort of goal inside of him.

He paused momentarily, in horrid realization that he no longer could remember why he was after this creature atop the mountain, but only for the sake of getting it over with.

The stopping in his pace caused Kagome to glance over at him. In her own mind, she saw every reason for reaching the top in one night because Inuyasha wanted it to be so. Somehow, she knew that he was her only reason for climbing this. Of course, that was possibly because she had fallen for him, very hard, in a romantic sort of way.

But that would be dealt with later, she decided and nodded.


There was that voice again, Inuyasha thought, his eyes darting around once more. It wasn't Kagome who was calling him. The voice wasn't that of Sango's. It was softer and sort of low, but most definitely female. Where was it coming from?


He gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, eager to get away from the mysterious voice following him. Why did it know his name and who was it? Inuyasha kept his eyes forward, and continued his walk. He made up his mind quickly that he would not hear it.

"How much farther is it?" Sango asked, impatience knowing at her. She looked up the mountain and frowned, knowing the walk was the easy part. The man next to her, Miroku, also glanced upwards, then at Sango. He smiled at her tiny frown, and the way she was determined.

He'd tell her later how cute he thought it was. It was almost as deserving as a slap. Perhaps, Miroku decided, a good grope would be enough to send her into a hand swatting frenzy. Yes, a grope it would be. Slapping him was of course her way of flirting.

"What are you smiling at, Monk?" Sango asked the frown still on her face.

"I'll tell you later," Miroku promised, smiling.

Sango nodded and turned her head forward, fighting the blush in her cheeks. Here they were at the very moment of battle and all she could do was smile like a foolish schoolgirl (no offense, Kagome) and wonder what he was thinking. Enough, she nodded and kept going, quickening her pace and finding it matched Inuyasha's. Sango glanced at Kagome, who was in turn looking at Inuyasha. On his face was a very serious look, and it seemed that something in his head was wrong. His skin was pale, and his eyes were wide.

"Are you okay, Inuyasha?" Kagome asked, watching him.

"I'm fine," he replied, pushing himself harder up the mountain. He could see the edge of it and was already planning how to climb the stiff rocky top it had. Whatever was over the rocks and ledge, he had to know.


The voice was back, but this was no time to be thinking of it. Inuyasha felt his bare feet step onto the hard rock. He looked down and then back at his friends. Miroku and Sango stepped onto the rock and looked at the ledge.

"One way to do this," Miroku said and wrapped an arm around Sango's waist. Her face flushed and she opened her mouth to tell him to back up, but no sooner had the first syllable came out, that he jumped onto the edge and pulled them both over. They peered over the side, Miroku with a grin and Sango with a hand steady to give him a good smack.

Kagome smiled at them and put her hands on a bit of rock and began to pull herself up with great exertion. Inuyasha shook his head and ducked next to her.

"Get on my back, wench." He frowned at her, and the stupidity of her trying to climb the wall when she HAD him to do it for her.

She gave him a frown, forcing the word "sit" back from her tongue. "Fine," she said and climbed onto his back. Inuyasha jumped once and they were on the mountain with Miroku and Sango.

"Shall we look?" Miroku asked, his eyes on Inuyasha. Neither he nor Sango had glanced at what was over the edge, danger or not.

Inuyasha, his eyes on Miroku, nodded and turned them to what lie ahead. His mouth opened in shock.

"What is this you're saying?" A voice asked, the face hidden by a mask.

Sesshomaru stood before the masked man in all his glory and terror, wearing a silver outfit decorated with many tribal markings, as on his face. His eyes were narrowed and he watched the mask for any signs of movement.

"Why do hide behind that mask?" Sesshomaru asked, his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"You ask too many questions. Who did you say is approaching?"

"Lift the mask and I will answer you."

Behind the mask, the man smiled, and put a hand to the tip of the face. He pushed it up and revealed to Sesshomaru a human face, with eyes and bits of brown hair falling around it. He smiled and spoke once again, "who is approaching?"

This is just a man, Sesshomaru thought, but he could feel the power from it. Who was this demon in front of him? Sesshomaru nodded and replied very quietly, "My half-brother and three humans."

"Just humans, you say? I'm disappointed." The man answered, his voice low.

"Do not under estimate them." Sesshomaru turned and walked away, his long hair swishing softly behind him. He would watch from a safe distance for his brother to fail and then it was his turn. The portals would activate once more, for what the masked man had said was the last time, in half and hour.

"For once, I am relying on Inuyasha," Sesshomaru said softly to himself, and continued to walk.


I have to ignore it, Inuyasha reminded himself, staring at the plain mountain in front of him. There was nothing; no smoke, no shadows, no people, no movement. There weren't even any animals crawling around!

Inuyasha sat down on the ground and pounded his fist into it once. "Where is it? Why isn't anything here?" He yelled, and once again, hit the ground.

"Inuyasha…Inuyasha…" The voice was back, stronger than it had been.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome knelt beside him and put an arm around his shoulders. She looked around for any sign of something to help him but saw nothing.

They were silent for a moment, and only the whistling in the trees could be heard. Sango's brown eyes searched the ground in front of her, and she had a peculiar look on her face. She stepped forward once, and then again, peering into knotholes in the sparse trees. She peered into the bushes and shook them with her foot.

"What is it, Sango?" Miroku asked, taking a step forward. His "honey" had found something.

"Do you hear anything?" She asked, her hands extending. "There are no animals up here, and no leaves on the ground. There is no grass, and the bushes and trees are dying. "Something is up here. It should be just a little farther."

Inuyasha looked up at her, his mind processing what she was saying. Of course, how could he have missed it? Whatever the thing was that had made the portals had of course hidden himself, but evil had it signs.

He stood up with Kagome, who pulled her arm back. She nodded, curious as to how his mood was now. "Then let's go!" She said loudly, and grabbed his hand, pulling him along. Inuyasha followed, his amber eyes darting around now, a hint of a smile on his face.

Miroku and Sango followed along behind, their weapons ready.

"What made you look for the animals, Sango?" Miroku asked, as they follwed behind.

"I can't help but feel like I'm missing my animal," Sango replied.

He nodded and said, "too bad Inuyasha couldn't see it. It would help his ego."

Sango smiled.

"They're closer," the soft voice said, her mouth a hard line, and not given to smiling since her death years before.

"Yes, I can feel them," the masked man said, looking at her. She looked straight ahead at the bushes and fog, seeing four approaching shadows.

"Naraku," she said quietly, "You remember our deal?"

"Deal?" Naraku asked, stepping back into the shadows as they drew closer.

"You promised not to hurt Inuyasha," she said and she stepped forward into the path to wait for them.

Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, and Miroku approached quickly, their eyes forward, waiting for the fog to clear out. Barely in the distance they could make out a trace of a human form.

"Be on high alert," Inuyasha cautioned, watching the shadow. It could be whatever it is that is creating those damned portals."

Kagome nodded, drawing her bow from her back and an arrow. She held it cautiously, not wanting to shoot anything that was not the enemy. Sango pulled Hiraikotsu from her shoulder and watched the distance, while Miroku put his fingertips on his prayer beads.

Suddenly and quietly, as if it had never existed, the fog cleared and quietly pulled away from the scene where they stood. In front of them stood Kikyou, with her heavy eyes on Inuyasha, who was staring back at her wide-eyed.

"I've been waiting for you," she said quietly and in the very same, haunting voice Inuyasha had heard earlier, "Inuyasha…"

That's it for now. Don't you hate it when it just stops like that?

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