InuYasha

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The knife slipped from the weak hand and fell to the blood-soaked floor. Pain shot through her cut wrist and up her arm. Never had she thought that it would come to this. Suicide. Why do people commit suicide, you ask. Death is a punishment to some, to others a gift and to many a favour.

The person who completes suicide dies once. Those left behind die a thousand deaths, trying to relive those terrible moments and understand...but what happens when there is no one to leave behind that cares.

Sango took deep breaths in hopes of shutting off the pain. It didn't work. 'Why?'

She thought. 'Why am I doing this again?' She then remembered. The people who were supposed to care for her, her friends, they didn't care. 'Why would they?' 'I'm nothing, a burden to everyone.'

As she sat, recapping her life story. She wondered if she would even be remembered. What was there to remember? Sango sighed and watched as her life force faded away. Wincing every time the wind bit at her openly cut wounds.

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The Lord of the Western Land was patrolling his lands when a sent caught his nose. Sniffing, Sesshoumaru tried to identify the smell.

'Human blood? On my land.' Sesshoumaru thought. Sniffing again, he caught onto another smell, the smell of depression and shame.

Sesshoumaru headed towards the smell to get to the bottom of the mystery.

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Sango was having trouble breathing. She kept gasping for air but only could inhale a little amount at a time.

Just before her eyes closed, she saw to black boots and felt as though she had been lifted up. "Good-bye,"she whispered and drifted unconscious.

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Sesshoumaru picked up the deadly pale girl. She was barely alive and was a miracle she was still hanging on.

'Why would have hurt her? What had happ-' but his thoughts were cut off by the small girl in his arms. He noticed she was still conscious and heard what she whispered.

"Good-bye."

Sesshoumaru was shocked. This young girl was awaiting death with open arms. 'What could have made her come to this conclusion?' Then he remembered that she was dying and took off towards his castle.

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As Sesshoumaru reached his destination, he saw the huge gates that kept out any unwanted visitors. One of the youkia soldiers saw him coming and yelled for the gates to be opened.

Just as the gates opened Sesshoumaru raced through the doors and up the steps into his castle. He ran past all the servants and slaves that gave him funny looks until he reached his room.

Pushing open the doors with is foot, he placed the girl on his bed. A servant entered the room with the material he needed to heal her. Gently, the servant, whose name was Hiroko, placed the materials down next to Sesshoumaru on the bed and awaited her instructions.

"You may leave," Sesshoumaru said with the wave of his hand. Hiroko bowed and left the room quickly and silently.

Sesshoumaru picked up the cloth and wetted it in the bowl of clean water. He gently dabbed the girl's wrist and cleaned the cuts. Once he was done cleaning them, he wrapped them in a clean, white bandage.

Sesshoumaru sniffed but found something very wrong. The smell of blood was only slightly calmed down, something was still bleeding horribly.

Sesshoumaru moved his head closer to her body and started sniffing.

The smell lead to her side. He turned her over and saw a gruesome sight. From the looks of it, she cut her side and one could see her insides and two of her ribs.

Quickly getting to work, Sesshoumaru cleared most of the dried blood away and cleaned the cut.

He brought the concept to mind that he could not wrap that cut with her clothes on, so he called in Hiroko to wrap and change her clothes.

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Sango groaned, she felt horrible. Wasn't dying supposed to relieve the pain?

She sat up and looked around. It hit her like a ton of bricks. She wasn't dead. Something had stopped her from reaching paradise. She sniffled as tears came to her eyes. She pushed the covers off of her and crawled ahead a bit, when the door opened.

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Sesshoumaru had heard the girl wake up and knew she would be frightened so he headed towards his room. Apon reaching his destination, he heard her sniffle and smelt the salt-water from tears.

Opening the door, Sesshoumaru walked through only to meet a amazing sight.

The girl before him, on his bed no less, was in a thin, white shirt that was undone at the top, showing a bit of clevage. 1 She was on all four-limbs, looking as if she was crawling towards him. Her short, tanned, smooth legs wrapped in the sheets showed off only a bit of skin and her dazed, ice blue eyes stared at him.

"Good Afternoon,"He purred.

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End of Chapter Uno! (Screams and claps) (w000000t!) sigh! It brings me great pleasure to be back my friends...but to all my Beyblade fans, I have bad and good news. Good or bad first? (Readers say bad) Okez! Bad news I'm deleting my story! (cries) I'm srry! (dodges moldy cookies that have been thrown at her.) Good News, GOOD NEWS! Good news I'm rewriting the story! Meaning...I'm making it better! (w00t) Well, I hope I'm making it better. Tomorrow's my birthday (well, by the time it gets out..it will be my birthday) so wish me happy birthday with lots of reviews! PLZ!

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