War Isn't Whats Gunna Kill Me
It was a dark night. The stars were scattered with clouds that seemed to be hesitant on showering the earth below. Night was the time when its darkness gave sleep to people... And, as always, along with sleep came dreams... and nightmares...
Sango tossed and turned in her sleeping bag, sweat alining her forehead and neck. She was haveing yet another nightmare. A nightmare of her brother, of Naraku, and of Miroku. She feard Miroku... She freard he would take her heart and smash it. She's had her heart broken many times, but if he hurt her she would kill herself. Being compleatly honest, she was no virgin.
She lost her virginity, at fourteen, to a young man that traveled with his father. His name was Moko. He was handsomeand nice, but the night they made love was not out of love at all. It was mearly a way for Sango to rid herself of the innocence that taunted her power as a demon slayer. Sango, telling Moko this, thought he would get the impression that she was weak. She was all but weak. Makeing love wasn't all that the other girls said it would be. But then again, Sango didn't love Moko... As said before, it was just a wish Sango had. She didn't want to be innocent.
Sango sat up in her bag. She looked around and wipped her forehead with her sleve. Takeing a deep breaht she laid back down to try to sleep again. With no success, she rose again. She got to her feet and walked to a small pond that dwelled in the forest next to where the gang resided for the night. She sat next to the pond, watching as the fire flys dancedon each lilly pad. Remebering Moko's face, and how half of her regreted not saveing that for some one else... Some one she loved... Some one like... 'Miroku' she thought. "Who am I kidding? He can only pick one girl and it wont be me!" She said to herself... 'The other girls I've seen him with are so much better than you. At looks... And probably personality.' She pulled her knees to her chest and sighed, laying her arms on her knees, and her chin on her arms. She sighed again and laid next to the pond. Yawning, she fell asleep right in that spot.
TO BE CONTINUED.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.