Miroku

[Carthrat]

The looks of the girls turned nasty.

"Are you trying to shirk your duties, Miroku? You promised!"

[Kwokinator]

"Umm..." Kwok sweatdropped. "What duties?"

[Carthrat]

The girls stared at Miroku like he was a moron.

"You agreed to sanctify our homes! To keep out those evil youkai that plauge this place every other day... and that violent Inu-Yasha!

You've only done three. You act as if the ritual takes three hours.."

"Um, Ryoko, it *does* take three hours.."

"Quiet, Mizumi! Miroku, don't tell me you're not going to purify our dwellings.."

[Kwokinator]

"Uh..." Kwok sweatdropped. "I'd love to help, but I'm not Miroku.  I have no idea how to use his clerical powers.  Sorry."

[Carthrat]

Ryoko's face turned red.

"Kisama..."

The women looked decidedly upset at Miroku.

As one, they lunged.

*-Violence! Crush! Destroy! Burn! Mash! Pound! Smash!-*

The horde retreated, leaving Miroku lying on the ground in a heap.

Poor guy. He'll never learn...

[Kwokinator]

Kwok twitched on the ground.

"Itai..." he groaned in pain. "I need a hospital..."

[Carthrat]

A few hours later...

After Miroku had recovered, it was time to go on patrol around the villiage. Inu-Yasha had taken the south side, Shippo and Kagome had taken the north. The villiage placed a group of archers to patrol up and down the east, leaving Miroku with the west.

The villiage was not particularly big, and the entrances to all areas except the East were fairly small, leaving Miroku not much to do but walk around a bit and ponder his situation..

[Kwokinator]

"This sucks," Kwok muttered to no one in particular.  "I'm stuck with patrolling this dump of a forest and sorry excuse for a timeline."

"I mean," he continued muttering as he walked up and down his area of patrol over and over again. "What'd I ever do?  All I did was get drunk.  I mean, there was still a week left before university starts, so what's getting a little drunk?"

"Now here I am," he growled. "Stuck in Inu-Yasha with the no-good sorry excuse for a half-demon, stuck with the damn perverted monk's body and WAY over my fucking head.  What's wrong with getting stuck in Ranma or Goldenboy or something cool like that?  But nooooooo whoever that sent me here just HAD to send me to this shit hole."

"This sucks..." he concluded.

[Carthrat]

Deep in the Western edge of the forest... an eye opened. And there was a flash of purple light...

And then nothing.

**

Meanwhile... Miroku, having finished his rambling, caught sight of a rustle in the bushes.

[Kwokinator]

Kwok's eyes darted to the direction of the noise.

"What the hell was that?!"

Wary of it being another youkai, he stayed in his spot and didn't move.

"Whoever you are, come out now!" he called.

"Hey Inu-Yasha!" he yelled loudly. "Get the hell over here!"

[Carthrat]

There was a rush of wind from behind Miroku, and Inu-Yasha appeared next to him.

"What is it, Miroku? Something crawl up your ass?"

[Kwokinator]

Kwok glared at Inu-Yasha.

"No, but you get my staff up your ass if you keep going," he warned.

"Anyway," he siad, changing the subject. "Something's in the bush.  I think it's another youkai."

[Carthrat]

Inu-Yasha raised an eyebrow. "What, and little Miroku can't do anything himself? Oh, that's right. You're not Miroku or whatever. Feh. Loser."

Snorting, Inu-Yasha moved over to the bush, and when he got to it...

"There's a trail of blood leading this way... well, you go first, Miroku! Come on! Stop being such a coward!"

[Kwokinator]

Kwok growled.

"Fine, fine," he nodded and started running after the blood, semi-curious to what it might be. "Ah well, you only live once... and Inu-Yasha's behind me so it should be cool..."

[Carthrat]

As Miroku followed the blood, he past through a fair bit of vegetation.

Inu-Yasha just strolled along behind him, making use of the handy path he was making by plowing through the undergrowth.

Eventually... the trail stopped. Right near the well...

And as Miroku followed the trail along to the well, he heard a loud screeching from above.

Before he could react, there was a rustle, and the same youkai from before dropped infront of Inu-Yasha and impaled him throws the stomach.

Inu-Yasha's eyes widened for a moment, then he crumpled to the ground, holding his wound in pain.

The youkai prepared to deal a decapitating strike..