Savin me!
CHAPTER 1; FAINT
Supernatural patience
Grace's her face
And her voice never raises
All because of a love never let go of…
As they walked she noticed a hand grab her own. Squeezing it playfully. Her eyes glided up the figure of the young man, with his boyish smile and his mellow eyes. His eyes were very mesmerizing, he always seemed so …Solemn. She admired that about him.
What she didn't admire about him was how while she was gazing into his mesmerizing eyes ,released her hand and began to stroke her bottom. Instance she came out of her daze to notice this and with anger and a little embarrassment , she swiftly slapped him across the face.
"Pervert!"
" I'm sorry but your celestial figure left me in a trance forcing me to-"
" Save it!"
"And you call yourself a monk." She murmured under her breath.
Ooooooooo
After an hour of walking, they stopped to set up camp in a small forest. Sango walked off in search of a river where she would cool off. After the long walk she feared she smelt bad.
The whole time she couldn't get the thoughts of her younger brother out of her head. She couldn't get the memories of Kohaku to leave her. Kirara tried to get her attention, but her thoughts were gripped by her brother.
Finally, to her luck she found a beautiful river in which to wash herself .
Dipping her toe in, she felt the water to be absolutely perfect. She took off her sandals and began to roll her sleeves up while also pulling the bottom of her yurata up and tying it so that it wouldn't get wet.
Ooooooooooooooo
Meanwhile on the other side of the river far behind a hill, a group of seven mercenaries ,lead by the youngest of the men, were relaxing and gloating about how they killed each on of their victims. The young leader became bored and walked off.
" Feh, their acting like old men! " He murmured as he crossed his arms and lowered his head to his feet to look at the soil under him as he sorted out his thoughts. He felt lonely, He shouldn't have felt that way, being with six other men but he felt like none of them were really friends , more like good acquaintances. He was some what friends with Jakotsu but he felt a little awkward around him. He wanted something to take his mind off the recent issue.
So he stopped walking and sat himself down and from behind his back grabbed Banryuu to sharpen it. He took great pride in his weapon. With it's huge blade of extremely well maintained steel. It looked like a diamond, no it was even more beautiful, more precious and more spectacular! But the thing he loved most about is was how when he slaughtered his victims, the blood would spray out on to his Banryuu and the blood would always appear like rubies on the glistening magnificent sword and how once he wiped it off it would still shine.
While walking he heard the faint sound of water so he decided to go and wash Banryuu. As he came closer to the river he heard a woman's voice sigh out of relaxation. Personally he didn't really want to share the river with some woman gallivanting in the water like a fish. So he decided, I'll demand her to get out and if she doesn't… well I'll just have a reason to wash his sword.
He marched towards the river to see a young woman( about 16 he guessed) acting like a child, she was twirling around with her head up looking at the sky. Once she stopped spinning he got a better look at her face… And what a fact it was! Her eyes were deep brown; she had a small petite nose, rose petal lips, and a gorgeous completion. Her figure was very flattering and delicate.
As she combed her hair with her long elegant fingers he noticed that he had seen her before. But where, "One of my admirers, no they were all dead!"
That's when he realized that there was a huge weapon with tassels leaning against a large mid-summer maple tree. That's when he abruptly comprehended who the girl must've been. That demon exterminator that was fraternizing with that bastard, Inuyasha! "oh this will be fun 1 down 3 to –" he was stopped in mid-sentence to notice the sound of a flute. He looked again from his hiding spot to see her clothed in a black silk, skintight suit with armor that looked like it was especially made for a girl.
She was holding the flute to her lips. The sound was so beautiful and soothing, but if he waited any longer he'd fall asleep ! so while she was still playing, he jumped out. Out of shock she dropped the instrument and pulled her katana out of its sheath and prepared to defend herself. This fascinated him, to think some young wench thought that she could even have a chance of defeating him.
"feh, I guess since Inuyasha's not here I'll just have to kill you." He sighed out of discontent.
" what! Oh my apologies let's see if I can make it up to you." She growled as she lunged at him.
" wo, what are you trying to do, kiss me!" he smirked
"you sexist pig!" she yelled in disgust.
She charged at him through the water. The water like an army of loyal and fearless ghosts and she the brave leader.(sounded a lot like him?) Her eyes filled with determination, of course with her lineage it was probably a family trait, but he also saw great lament in her eyes, as if she was fighting for her life, or someone else's…
" Hey! What's up with you?" He bluntly asked.
"None of your business!" she snapped as she held her weapon close enough for a frontal attack.
" hey ! you're that ninja's sister!" he stated
the clanging of metal ceased. She paused and lowered her head to try to keep her composure.
This would have been perfect time to attack her while she was deep in thought. But her response to his statement drew out his curiosity.
"why has she gone all…girlish and sappy?" He thought to himself. He wondered why she did this.
"hey! Taijia !" he beckoned.
She didn't notice him speaking.
" Hey! Woo-Hoo!" Bankotsu became a little aggravated.
She quickly snapped out of it to see her enemy looking at her with his arms crossed and an enigmatic expression on his face.
She clenched her fist and finally spoke.
" Yes, that young demon exterminator is my little brother, Kohaku."
Story spoken…'bout how all her bones are broken…
she's glad for one day of comfort…
only because she has suffered