The girl giggled and ran around in circles; her arms were spread out like wings. "Whee!" she laughed and fell down on her back; she sighed looking at the blue sky. "It sure is something isn't it, sissy?" She looked over to her right to see her older sister lying next to her.

Her skin was like silk, and her hair blew in the wind. The way her flawless skin shined in the light, the girl was sure she wasn't really here. "Misuki, you are so rambunctious!" Misuki's sister smiled and winked, as she stuck her tongue out. The wind picked up again and everything seemed to be at peace.

"Sissy, Daddy doesn't believe I can see you…" Misuki looked at her sister with adoring eyes. What she'd give to be just like her sister. Unlike her beautiful sister, Misuki was short and clumsy. She had freckles all over her body, unlike the marvelous skin her sister wore. Misuki was more violent then her sister, also. And yet, because of their differences, Misuki couldn't stay away from her sister for more than a day.

Her sister looked down and thought for a minute. Her eyes shined with tears as she spoke. Her words came out slowly and carefully, "That's to be expected, Misuki. Father did see me die with his own eyes…" She looked back up at her sister and smiled, "I'm not even sure why I can't move on…but all I know, is I've never been more happy!" She giggled and looked at the clouds again.

Her face distorted to nothing but pain. One of the clouds looked like the one who'd killed her. He not only killed her slowly and painfully, he betrayed her. She'd loved him with all her heart and yet he turned his back on her and went after that other girl…Her jaw tightened and she clenched her eyes shut. Behind the veiny red of her eyelids she pictured his face. Her heart hammered her chest, and it felt like he was punching her again, her breathing became gasps, just like when he'd choked her. Her eyes stung just like when he'd kicked dirt into them. Every minute of the pain and betrayal she'd gone through ran through her mind. In slow motion; none the less.

He'd finally invited her to come to his place, after five long months of pushing her away. She'd been so excited to hear he'd finally accepted her trust. She smiled and hugged him, as a way to tell him everything was going to be better from now on. "Naraku, I love you…"

He smiled at her and chuckled, "Siato…" The way he said her name made her heart leap out of her chest and into the heavens. And when he held her like that, it'd bring her back to reality long enough to realize that she couldn't live without him.

Every time she'd get near him, she'd stop breathing. She felt as if this wonderful blessing didn't deserve a girl like her. She was so unworthy, and would never be as magnificent as him. They walked into the woods. At that moment she should've known that he didn't live out that far, but she was too caught up in those violet eyes of his. She'd twirled his long wavy hair and then would whisper little affections of love in his ear.

He would never return the love I'd shown for him. She should've realized that he didn't care for her, he was only using her. But she was so love sick that it hurt to think those thoughts.

He had stopped in the middle of the woods and turned towards her. He'd pushed her against a tree, and without thinking she pulled him closer. Finally he'd given her some hint of the love they'd shared! She had been expecting a night of bliss when a jolt to the stomach knocked her out of her dreams.

She'd looked up at him to see him grinning. He'd even been chuckling under his breath! "Mortals are so predictable…" He'd gripped her throat and slammed her into the tree again. Her head had danced with the words he'd just said. One word had stuck the most: Mortals. She had looked up to see where her death was going to be committed.

The sheer irony of it! She'd seen not just any tree, but the tree she'd spent her entire life under: the sacred tree! Naraku's arm had transformed into something too gruesome to describe, it was like seeing his flesh from the inside out. It had formed a sharp point at the end, and he had lifted his hand over his head.

There had been a rustle in the bushes, but it was too late to see anything. Siato was sprawled across the ground her vision too blurry to see anything. Her mind had been too hazy to realize that she was still alive. All she had felt and seen, and even heard was the tentacle ripping her flesh and snapping the bones as it had made it's way threw her chest.

She'd looked up at her Father's face and instead of seeing him for who he was she'd seen Naraku. She had reached up for his throut and then her hand went limp. The next minutes had gone by as if she was watching a movie about herself. She had watched her father go belistic and start slashing at the air around her.

His sword had made a deep cut into the sacred tree, and the sap that had oozed out of it seemed just like blood out of her wounds. Her father, deafeated that his daughter was no longer alive, had picked her up and carried her back to the village. When he'd gotten there, Misuki ran out to greet him as always. When she'd seen her sister, the first thing that had ran through her mind, was that they were playing a game.

"I want to play too!" Misuki had announced. Her father had dropped to his knees and cried. He'd cried right in front of her! Even when their mother was killed he never shed a tear, now his tears had came down like a river. His little girl was gone, and now all he had was his other baby. It was then that he'd decided that he'd protect Misuki with his life.

Siato opened her eyes and looked at her sister. He's done a good job…She smiled and returned at looking at the sky. Misuki jumped up and started explaining how one of these days she was going to be the strongest fighter in their village.

"And then when I'm all growed-up, I can get revenge for you sissy!" she smiled that innocent sweet smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts. It had seemed even through all the hurt Misuki went through, she'd never stopped believing. She'd always found a reason to keep living, and keep going strong.

When their mother had died, it was Misuki that Saito had to depend on. It's funny…Siato thought she was the big sister, but it seems that Misuki was more grown up that Siato had ever been.

Misuki looked at Siato, "Sissy, do you think that when you move on, you'll see mommy?"

Siato smiled and sat up to look at her younger sister, "Of course!"

"Then can you tell her I love her and I miss her? And that I hope she's happy?"

Siato smiled the salty tears threatened to leak out, "Of course sweetie…"

Misuki jumped up and giggled. In a few seconds she was running around like she was flying again. Suddenly she stopped, and her face grew pale. She turned to look at Siato just as her sister had realized what she'd seen.

An orange glow was coming from their village. Misuki had tears in her eyes and she looked at her sister, "I'm sorry Siato!" And with that she was off into the woods to save her village.

Siato stood up and started searching the clearing; it was then that she'd hear it. The voice that had changed her life forever, it was his voice. Naraku's voice.

Misuki ran into the village to see slaughtered people being devoured by the demons. She grabbed a sword and ran at the demon. With one swish of it's tail she'd been knocked into the side of one of the burning huts. It had crumbled under her impact and she fell into it.

The burning wood slammed into her back as she gasped, nothing but smoke filled her lungs.

"Hey, buddy!" A voice had shouted, and within that second, the demon was screaming in pain. Before long, the sounds of dying demons filled the air along with the grunts of the man that killed them.

Cool hands picked her up gently and carried her out of the hut, "Don't worry, you're going to be fine now…" this wasn't the boy who'd been killing the demons. It was a girl's voice! But Misuki's vision was too blurred for her to make out who it was.

More footsteps walked over to them. "Is she ok?" it was the boys voice. All she could make out was red…and lots of it. Black stars threatened to take her away from reality and into a world of darkness.

"I think so, but she'd a little shook up. And she looks a little pale," the girl replied. "We can't just leave her here alone."

"We ain't taking her with us if that's what you think! She's no older than Shippo and I for one have enough of kids for a lifetime!"

"Inuyasha, I'm not going to say this again! We aren't leaving this little girl here alone! It's obvious Naraku is behind this! Why else would Kagura be here?"

Inuyasha? That must be the boy…is that the red? Misuki couldn't make anything out anymore her eyes had closed and become heavy. The last thing she'd heard was, "No, and that's final!"

"Inuyasha, SIT BOY!" the thing that confused Misuki the most was the loud crash that came after that. It was like a bolder had hit another, or a crack of thunder. But she was too tired to figure out what had happened. And soon all she could feel was a sweet soothing rocking, followed by the scent of strawberries.

"Siato…I'm…sorry…"she'd whispered. "Forgive me…I…failed…"