I don't own InuYasha.
The story on hand, ‚The deal' is fan-fiction. I wrote it, because I love to write, but I will not use 'The deal' in any commercial way.
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Author's note:
First of all, I'm no native speaker, so don't kill me, if this story isn't written in the best English. You can send me a pm, if you find serious grammatical mistakes. I will edit then.
Please review!
'The deal' is my first fanfic and it would be nice, if you tell me, what you think about the story.
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I think, this story is anywhere between a T- or M-rating. I decided, to rate it as a T, but if you don't like tragedy, drama and dark topics, you shouldn't read.
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On the side, I want to give special thanks Lothlome for her great help. (I know, short thanks, but I'm really grateful.)
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The deal
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Chapter1
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The clouds were torn, drifting through the sky and darkening the moon.
Sango looked at the person in front of her.
The group was sleeping but Sango had woken up, feeling a strange presence in the woods. It was a feeling that she couldn't explain, neither did she want to explain it. It was a feeling that forced her to get up in the middle of the night and find the reason for the disturbance.
So she has did.
He wore his mask and typical cape. When she heard his quiet and dangerous voice, it became clear, this wasn't a stupid joke. She froze, when she heard it.
"So you are here," Naraku said.
All gods! That can't be true!
Sango's breathing was fast, almost nervous. She didn't answer. Naraku. Their enemy. The enemy of everything living. She felt a lump in her throat.
"I have something to talk over with you, Sango."
"I don't talk to you, you monster!"
"You don't know the reason of my presence, dear Sango."
"Don't call me 'Dear Sango'!" she hissed.
He grinned at her: "Or you will do what? Try to kill me? Stay seriously."
"Shut up! Why doesn't InuYasha smell you, bastard?" Sango said in a slow, dangerous voice.
The demon smiled, "Because I don't want him to, dear Sango."
"I don't believe you."
"Believe it or not, it's still the truth."
She looked at him in a mixture of anger and suspicion, "So what do you want?"
"I have someone you've been searching for."
She felt her heart beating faster. Kohaku. Her brother. Almost the only reason she was here and fought against Naraku. She would do everything, to get him back.
Naraku smiled at her, "I want to give him back to you."
Sango glanced to him, in a mixture of confusion and disbelief, "What?"
"You can trust me."
She laughed at him, "I should trust you?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"You have no choice. If you want your brother back, you have to coorporate with me."
"And what do you want for him?"
His mouth curled into a malicious grin. "The head of your beloved monk. Kill Miroku and you get your brother back. Think about it."
The demon huntress froze. WHAT had he said? Kill Miroku? No, she has misheard for sure. She looked at Naraku nervously and whispered: "W… what?"
"You have understood me well, dear Sango. Kill him and I will give you Kohaku back."
"I… I can't do that. He's my companion, my friend."
"So it's a very evil choice," He grinned at her devilishly.
He made a step back into the forest. For Sango it seemed as though he would fuse with the shadows. Then he diappeared.
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The sound of bare feet walking through the grass startled her out of her thougts. She didn't look up, when she whispered, "Good morning, InuYasha-san."
"Morning. Ya woke up early."
"Nice of you to notice that," She murmured.
"Huh, I'm sorry for talkin' to ya."
He looked away and tried to ignore her with a sullen expression. His features forced Sango to smile briefly.
"I'm sorry. I had a bad night," she apologized
"Hm."
For a while there was silence.
Sango looked to him. Actually, it was a stroke of luck, that the half demon was here. Naraku told her, that InuYasha couldn't smell anything in the night before, because Naraku didn't want. If that was true, it changed everything. If they could only sense the bastard, if he want it, all hope was gone. Naraku could do, whatever he want. He could play with them as a puppeteer. Sango had to know, if the bastard was right.
"InuYasha?"
"Yeah?"
"I have a question to you."
"So ask."
"Can you smell something special?"
"Why do ya ask?"
"I just had the feeling, that anything isn't right."
"No, Sango. I don't smell anything special."
Her face lost the colour. Sango murmured: "Hm, eh, forget it."
"Whatever."
"InuYasha! Sango!" Kagome's voice ripped them out their discussion. "Breakfast is ready!"
InuYasha's features brightened up and he hurried back to camp.
Sango grumbled and followed the half demon. She thought about her encounter earlier that morning; to Naraku's offer. The possibility to get Kohaku back without a fight was more than Sango could have ever dreamed, but she would never sacrifice one of her friends for that. It was a horrible exchange, if Naraku was even telling the truth. Why had he offered this to her? Did Naraku want to play with her feelings? She would never do this… she couldn't. Just the idea turned her stomach. If she had to kill Miroku, it was a loss, Kohaku's rescue couldn't compensate. To lose one of the both persons she liked so much, wasn't a solution. There had been a possibility to rescue both of them.
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When she came in sight of the camp, she saw the rest of the group eating. They were quiet and busy with their breakfast. Sango smiled. It remembered her of the feeding of hungry predators. She sat herself next to Miroku and took a cup of water and a bowl of rice. She hoped, this breakfast would take her mind off her problems.
"Sango?"
She felt panic filling her stomach at the sound of Miroku's voice. She choked on her rice.
"Sango? Are you all right?" Miroku asked again.
The demon huntress felt his warm hand on her shoulder. For a short while she closed her eyes. It was a good feeling. No, she couldn't do that. Not even in her worst dreams could she kill him. Then she opened her eyes, taking his hand away without looking to him. "Yes… houshi-sama. Everything's fine. Why did you ask?"
"You choked."
"Eh, yes."
"And InuYasha just told us you had a nightmare."
She rolled her eyes and looked askance at InuYasha, "Eh, it wasn't that big of a deal."
"But you couldn't sleep," Miroku explained.
She glared at him angrily. Why did he have to be so concerned about her? Why did he have to say anything at all? Why couldn't he just be quiet and let her sort through her thoughts in peace, "Let it be, Miroku!" She hissed hostilely.
"Eh," The monk looked to the demon huntress in confusion, "No reason to become rude. I didn't do anything this time, Sango."
"Shut up!" she murmured angrily, stood up and went away from the group. InYasha looked at Kagome. "Doesn't Sango like her breakfast?" he inquired.
Kagome's head turned to him. "Sit, InuYasha!"
The half demon hit the ground, when the words came out of Kagome's mouth.
"Hey! What was that for?"
She shook her head: "Idiot! You don't notice anything but food!" The miko stood up and followed Sango.
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-tbc-