Author's Note: I've hit a writers block with my other story "Promise" while thinking of ideas to keep it going, I thought up of this one. And I figured why not?
To all of the Promise readers: I am not abandoning Promise, I just have a huge writers block for it. So I'm going to be bouncing between this story and Promise as ideas come along for both. So don't worry!Summary: They both swore that fate destined them to be heartbroken for the rest of their lives. What these two mourning souls didn't realize; that sometimes fate has to destroy lives. To make everything right again. Miroku and Kagome pairing.
Disclaimer:
I do not own Inuyasha or related characters. Or anything else
mentioned in this fan-fiction that is under copyright. Leave credit
where it is due. The story line, is
mine.
Tears burned her eyes as she raced after her beloved friend. She knew it was stupid trying to race to catch up with Sango who was being carried away by Kirara, but it didn't stop her from trying. Kohaku made his appearance where they bathed, and when he left, Sango followed.
"Sango! Please! Wait!" Kagome yelled out desperately to the quickly fading figure of her friend. "Please!" Kagome pleaded, as her sprint slowed down into a jog then finally to a total halt. She dropped her bow and arrows and hit her knees. Gasping for breath and wiping her brow.
"Kagome!" Shippou's young voice shrilled from the eerie silence of the forest. She looked up and saw Shippou bounding at her with Miroku lagging slightly behind.
"Kagome! We heard you yelling, before you left the spring, where's Sango?" Miroku asked dropping to his friend's side to see if she was okay.
"Kohaku showed up at the spring, and she left after him. I tried to get her to stop, but she wouldn't listen, without Inuyasha here, and the poison insects everywhere I don't know if we could handle an encounter with Naraku or one of his minions." she panted lightly now standing to her feet.
"I see, we'll still have to try." He said urgently before rushing off. Shippou transformed into his little horse and carried Kagome after Miroku. They were desperately searching for their dear friend in hopes they'd get there before she got seriously hurt.
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"Well, well. Sango." Naraku's deep voice cooed across the small clearing they stood in. Kohaku standing by his side, and Sango facing them both with an enraged look on her face. Kirara stood defensively next to Sango.
"Damn you. When will you learn to stop toying with people's feelings?!" Sango shouted out, fighting back the urge to cry. Kirara roared and viciously snapped in Naraku's direction.
"Never, because I love doing it too much." He chuckled before looking to Kohaku, "Get her."
"Yes master." he replied with no emotion, before charging at his sister.
"Kohaku, please!" Sango exclaimed, as she dodged his swift attack, not bothering to draw out her weapon. She looked at him teary eyed hoping he'd remember again, as she avoided another attack. His face didn't fault he just kept delivering attack after attack.
"Kohaku... Kill her." Naraku said. The boy just hurried his attacks.
"Ugnh!" Sango grunted in pain hitting her one knee, she dropped her large weapon as Kirara stood protectively in front of her master. Sango gripped her shoulder, a little more to the right and he'd of hit a vital in her neck. She was proud that his skill had greatened, but still was sorrowed that he'd forever be Naraku's slave.
Kirara was knocked away by Naraku's tentacles, at the same time Kohaku approached her slowly. His weapon held high looking down at Sango with no swell of emotion. Tears flowed freely from her eyes as she gripped the boy to her chest.
"Sango!" Miroku shouted from across the clearing. He looked at the small pool of blood that formed around his lovers knees, and the tainted weapon her dear younger brother held in his hand. He cursed Naraku's dirty tricks, as he raced to her aid.
"Miroku! Wait!" Kagome screamed scrambling to pull out an arrow.
"Sango! Look out!!!" Miroku stopped dead in his tracks as a tentacle of Naraku's pierced through the demon slayer's back, straight through her into Kohaku, his piece of the jewel falling from the new wound.
"Damn you Naraku!" Miroku screamed enraged. He ran at the hanyou who simply dodged the monks attack. Looking bored, Naraku chuckled and disappeared. Kagome cradled Sango's head in her lap as Miroku approached.
"Miroku... Kag..Kagome." Sango struggled to get the words out. Both of her friend's eyes watching her. "I'm sorry... for being so foolish... but at least now... we can rest in peace." She paused looking at Kagome, "You were like my sister, and I hope you continue to be strong..." then her attention turned to Miroku, who was fighting to hold back his tears.
"I've always loved you..." she softly confessed. Miroku bowed his head and looked back at her, her eyes were shut and the life that once brightened his day, was gone.
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The neatly placed graves held beautiful bouquets that Kagome arranged. The young miko had left Miroku's side, reading his silent plea to be alone for the time being. He knelt down in front of the grave of his now late lover.
"I've always... loved you too." he
confessed to himself before wiping the moistness off of his cheeks.
He stood up and turned to find Kagome, he was sure she'd be needing
comforting. And he needed it too. Today's events just made it his
goal to terminate Naraku before his death, for
Sango.
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Author's Note: There's the Prologue. I hope it was fitting. I'm working on the next chapter immediately.
Next chapter will explain where Inuyasha is in all of this mess.
Thanks for reading!
