For the time being, Inuyasha had gotten into his best crimson kimono. He actually had it tied well, and he had even taken the opportunity to polish his famed supernatural sword. Apparently, he was actually ready for Miharu to return.<br/><br/>That might have explained why he was resting down by the well for now. Well, resting wasn't quite the right term to describe what it was that he was doing. It wasn't restful by any stretch of the imagination.<br/><br/>Rather, he was crouched there, waiting for her to return to him. He didn't want to keep his entire life on hold the way that it had been thus far.<br/><br/>Keeping his life on hold, of course, wasn't something that he really minded if it meant that he got to continue spending it with Miharu. Whether he would have ever actually admitted that to Miharu was a different issue altogether.<br/><br/>They hadn't always communicated the best. He wasn't going to lie and say that they did. For that matter, he knew only all too well that if she told him to sit there would be problems.<br/><br/>Regardless of any of this, though, he simply continued to sit there and wait for her.<br/><br/>There was another sitting there in a crouching position as he waited, though the individual that he was waiting for was already in their time period. She merely wasn't here with them right now.<br/><br/>The man was the monk called Ken'ichi, who had apparently dressed well for the occasion like Inuyasha had. He was waiting for Sango. Ken'ichi was a monk who took his duties to the poor and downtrodden quite seriously. Though he had developed feelings for the demon-hunter Sango, he hadn't the heart to tell her.<br/><br/>If nothing else, then he figured that if the hole in his hand were to ever swallow him up, he couldn't bare to have made her into a widow.<br/><br/>Still, though, he figured that at some point he would have been able to admit his feelings for her, and he trusted that whenever that day was shouldn't have been too far off into the future.<br/><br/>Finally, Inuyasha decided to get up and peek straight into the well. He couldn't stand just to keep standing around like this when there were demons to fight. If she wasn't going to show up when she had said she was, then he was just going to have to go off and do his own thing without her.<br/><br/>To think he actually polished his sword for the occasion...