Author's Rant:
Hello people! I'm back with another fic that might for some odd reason; change your perspective of Sango and Miroku. I just hope that the same support that readers gave my other fic, 'Teach Me How to Love' can also be given to this, or much more.
This fic is actually inspired by Tackey and Tsubasa's "Sayonara wa Ashita no Tame Ni" and Hamasaki Ayumi's "Dearest" and "No More Words." The Inuyasha Soundtrack I downloaded was useful, inspiring and to some extent, became my meditation music [the WIND Soundtrack, I mean]. And as of press time I'm downloading a bit torrent file, which has all the Inuyasha episodes, and I hope it'll finish soon. The show was aired here not until episode 57, and I am actually more than excited to have them. Gotta love Inuyasha...
Ah, and for all those who have Animax in their cable TV, good news! They'll be airing Inuyasha sometime soon! *waves I-love-Sango-and-Miroku banner* I went to the Animax Carnival held here in our country because it was Astro Boy's birthday [we actually sung Happy Birthday for Astro Boy!] and the launching of .hack// legends and Ragnarok's The War of Emperium. While I was staying in the confinements of the crew [they practically made the cosplayers PRISONERS! Though I have no regrets, I was a finalist! *hurray for me* And I got a poring stuffed toy!!! And lots of other goodies!], my friends waited with me and wonder of wonders -- they had the balloons with Inuyasha printed at the back! [I was actually glad because it was the green balloons that had Inuyasha in it!] And it said there "Now on Air"... Suteki na!!! Now you probably know what I did, right? I'd do anything for an Inuyasha collection! And with it comes "Detective Conan!" Goodie! I miss those already!!! [Or is it only here that they don't air Inuyasha and Detective Conan? Hmmm...]
Geh, I said too much again, so now let me get on with the story, okay?
Inuyasha: Sengoku o Togi Zoushi © Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, YOMIURI TV Sunrise 2000. Territories apply. [Feh. Exactly what the balloon says...]
Anata no Tame Ni
By Shohoku no Miko
Prologue: Strings of Fate
Takarai Sango finally heaved a sigh of relief as she hit the last note, prolonging the sound by playing with it using her bow. For a little girl at the age of five, it was a miracle she could play the violin without wavering at her position.
The little crowd clapped their hands at her, marveling at how the girl played a complicated and elaborate composition on her violin.
She bowed in courtesy, and brought Himiko with her inside the house. She was never used to playing for anyone, let alone a crowd of people that her parents called 'business friends.' It was only when she was taught how to play did she set her bow against the strings, and on rare occasions, she'd play for her older brothers, Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, and their parents. [I'll explain this later.] Anyone else who heard of Himiko while at play may have been the eavesdroppers or passers-by when she played it.
"Sango. You should go back there outside." Came ten-year-old Sesshomaru's cold voice from the door.
She was startled that someone noticed her absence in the party their parents were throwing. Her half-brother, nonetheless.
"Sesshomaru-nii." She acknowledged her brother.
Takarai Sesshomaru sat beside his sister, with his usual cold and silent demeanor. He straightened the white pants his parents made him wear. "They might look for the young Mozart."
Sango smiled. "Sesshomaru-nii, Mozart played the piano."
"... Whatever."
"I thought you were needed outside. The party was actually thrown for you."
"You know as much as I do that I do not like attention." Sesshomaru almost snorted, but his stoic expression still reigned. "But you do."
"Well... I'm tired. I'm sleepy..." Sango faked a yawn, extending her arms in gesture as if stretching. "Hmm..."
"... Fine, fine. But I'll do this for you only once, imouto." Sesshomaru caught her act, and patted her hand before standing up and going outside.
"Arigatou, Sesshou-nii..." She smiled.
Sesshomaru nodded and closed the door behind him.
The door closed and the living room was once again silent. Along with it, the smile on Sango's face turned into a mischievous grin. 'Now to bother Inuyasha...'
*******
Five-year-old Eiri Miroku sat under the shade of the tall Sakura tree that grew just on the boundaries of the Takarai residence. He did not have anything against parties. He loved the attention he always got. Ladies were fond of him; gushing about how cute he was, with soft lavender eyes, or how the girls playfully tug at his short ponytail. He even loved it when they reacted at the small, witty answers he made whenever they asked him anything. He even wanted to laugh at the reaction the beautiful lady made after asking him what he wanted to be when he grows up.
"I want to be a monk..."
Bit even after the many pleasant compliments he received while he walked alongside his father, he still felt bored. Well who wouldn't be, considering the party was for the grown-ups. And he never wanted to mingle with them while they talked of shares, stocks, investments and deals.
"Oi, Miroku. You coming or not?"
He glanced at his side and there stood his buddy, Takarai Inuyasha. The only boy, though older by two years, who also loved doing the same things he does. He was his partner in crime.
"I thought you were with your aniki." He stood up, dusted himself and walked alongside the taller boy.
"Sesshomaru? Aniki? With him? Feh." Inuyasha retorted. It may be that they were real siblings and not he and Sango, but he'd rather have Sango as his real sibling rather than him.
The two sneaked into the silent house, all the while exchanging mischievous grins, proud at the fact that they escaped from the clutches of their parents. They reached the stairs that split into two at the middle, which led to two wings.
"Let's play in my room. Chichiue bought me a new video game." Inuyasha pulled Miroku towards the west wing.
"Okay..."
*******
Sango sighed exasperatedly. She practically searched the entire house for Inuyasha, but still no sign of him. So here she was, sitting in the Music Room, cradling Himiko in her arms.
The sound of footsteps made her head snap up. Along with it came the complaints and gruff voice. 'Inuyasha...' Sango thought. Even if their house was so big, his footsteps, together with another, echoed throughout the mansion. 'Darn, I should have stayed in his room to surprise him.' She thought. 'But then again...'
A smile crept up her lips as she remembered what she did. She may not have surprised Inuyasha, but he'll surely be surprised when he sees what she did to his room.
The footsteps came to a halt as the complaining did. She can almost see him now, fidgeting with the door knob, opening the door, walking through a mini hallway, then he will most certainly shout any moment now.
Three.
Two.
One.
"SANGO!!!"
*******
For the second time that day, Miroku was bored. The video game that Inuyasha showed him turned out to be an RPG game. And like most RPG games, it only allowed one player.
And in this case, it was Inuyasha. He owned the game and play station anyway.
Inuyasha held the joystick and he could almost see the determination in his eyes to pound the enemies.
It is nooooo fun to watch while the other played. And worse, he didn't even attempt to fix the topsy-turvy room which he furiously accused Sango of messing.
By the way, he's been looking forward to meet his buddy's 'annoyingly sweet' sister. But he didn't. Oh well, he was soooo bored now to even think of that.
"Inuyasha..."
"Nanda yo?" He asked, not even bothering to pause the game to look at him.
"I think I need to go back now..."
"Nah. Your folks would probably know you're here."
"But..." Miroku thought of an excuse. It's not that he didn't like Inuyasha; it's just that... It's boring already! "... We have to go somewhere else..."
"Okay then. Call me when you get home okay?"
"Okay. Ja!" With that, he went out of the room.
Miroku was happy he got out already, but there was one problem: Where's the stairs?
Trying hard to remember, he walked down the hallway. It was strange; there was no one in the house. Or was it only because it was huge?
Shrugging it off, he went around the west wing, looking for the stairs.
After thirty minutes of looking for it, he finally found the staircase. He then went down, having to take two small strides to be able to go down a step. It was when he was in the middle, where the two stairs met, that a very interesting music reached his ear. It was fast and uneasy, and from the sound of it, it was coming from a violin, which is being played on the other side of the house.
The curious and adventurous boy he was, Miroku went up the stairs, this time leading to the east wing, searching where it came from.
The music became louder and louder, with each note being played it seemed to explode with fury, and the strained sound became much more recognizable as he assumed it was of the instrument a girl played outside earlier.
He came to a halt in front of a huge door, where he was sure the music was coming from. He turned the knob and pushed the door open.
*******
Sango was by far enjoying this moment. Here she was, undisturbed and unheard by anyone while playing with her Himiko. It was moments like these that she released all her passion for playing. The composition she tried to play was said to be difficult to play, but she tried it nonetheless. And she can do it. It made her happy that she achieved this, being able to play a song most violinists had a hard time playing. So happy was she that she didn't notice the door open.
She jolted from playing the violin when the third string snapped, the string thrown back on either sides of the instrument. The string on the side she held using her chin hit her cheek violently.
*******
Miroku thought the girl stopped playing because she noticed someone was there, and instantly he walked towards the girl who was facing the huge window parallel to the door.
His eyes widened when he saw what seemed like blood drop to the red- carpeted floor, then it mingled with the bloody red color of the carpet, and the girl suddenly choked back a sob.
"Daijobu ka?" He asked, surprising himself and the girl.
Sango, covering her cheek, turned when she heard a voice from behind her. She came face to face with a boy slightly taller than her as she fought down her sobs. And as if on cue, she dropped her violin.
Himiko fell down, the carpet buffering the sound.
"Daijobu ka?" Miroku asked again as he removed the hand Sango used to cover the cut. He saw the thin slit bleeding, and got his handkerchief to dab on the blood.
Sango winced the moment the cloth was dabbed on her wound. The cut stung, and her tears were doing nothing to stop the pain. She angrily wiped her tears away and suppressed a sob, at the same time surprising Miroku. "Un... Daijobu... Arigatou." She smiled through the tears.
Miroku wiped the remaining blood gently, and then lightly blew on it, remembering how his okaa-san did it. "Better?"
Sango nodded, but who is this stranger anyway?
"You were playing the violin pretty well. What piece were you playing?" Miroku asked as he neatly folded the handkerchief and placed it in his pocket.
"Ah, you heard me?" Sango suddenly looked down. "I was playing 'Devil's Trill,' it was hard."
"But you're good. I want to be like you." Miroku smiled enthusiastically.
"And you're kind." She answered, smiling just the same. "I want to be like you too!"
They both grinned at each other for a long time.
"Who are you?" She can't help but ask.
Suddenly aware that he was a stranger in the house, Miroku looked down in embarrassment. "Gomen. Atashi wa Eiri Miroku desu."
"Ah... I'm Sango!!!" She beamed as she held out her hand to him. "Let's be friends!!!"
Miroku looked up and smiled brightly. So this was Inuyasha's half-sister. He had a feeling that this girl was really kind. He was a stranger, and he just went in the room without even knocking, and yet she wants to be friends? She has got to be the kindest kid in the world.
Miroku gladly took her hand into his and shook it. "Hai!"
...tsuzuku...
Author's Rant:
I was under the impression that prologues were not long, but here I am, presenting a lengthy piece. Oh well...
Yes, people. This is definitely AU. Who would have imagined that Sesshomaru, Inuyasha, Sango and [still to come] Kohaku were siblings? If you're confused, then let me explain: Sesshomaru's father, Takarai Inutaishou, married another woman when his first wife died, leaving Sesshomaru and Inuyasha under his care. Now this woman was Sango's mother. So now we see that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha are brothers [contrary to the anime and manga storyline], and Sango and Kohaku are their half siblings. Is it clear now? I couldn't find a place to insert this note anywhere in the fic, so I decided to just place it here.
The whole name-the-violin thingy was inspired by an episode of "Get Backers" where Amano Ginji and Mido Ban were given an assignment to retrieve a blind girl's violin. I just forgot the name... And yeah, 'Devil's Trill' came from Yami no Matsuei, the hauntingly beautiful piece that Hijiri played very well. And since I'm a frustrated violinist... ^-^
More to come, I assure you all. But for now, gomen for all the mistakes in this prologue. It would also be nice if you tell me how you find this fic. Click below to submit a review.
Ja, mata ne!!!
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Hello people! I'm back with another fic that might for some odd reason; change your perspective of Sango and Miroku. I just hope that the same support that readers gave my other fic, 'Teach Me How to Love' can also be given to this, or much more.
This fic is actually inspired by Tackey and Tsubasa's "Sayonara wa Ashita no Tame Ni" and Hamasaki Ayumi's "Dearest" and "No More Words." The Inuyasha Soundtrack I downloaded was useful, inspiring and to some extent, became my meditation music [the WIND Soundtrack, I mean]. And as of press time I'm downloading a bit torrent file, which has all the Inuyasha episodes, and I hope it'll finish soon. The show was aired here not until episode 57, and I am actually more than excited to have them. Gotta love Inuyasha...
Ah, and for all those who have Animax in their cable TV, good news! They'll be airing Inuyasha sometime soon! *waves I-love-Sango-and-Miroku banner* I went to the Animax Carnival held here in our country because it was Astro Boy's birthday [we actually sung Happy Birthday for Astro Boy!] and the launching of .hack// legends and Ragnarok's The War of Emperium. While I was staying in the confinements of the crew [they practically made the cosplayers PRISONERS! Though I have no regrets, I was a finalist! *hurray for me* And I got a poring stuffed toy!!! And lots of other goodies!], my friends waited with me and wonder of wonders -- they had the balloons with Inuyasha printed at the back! [I was actually glad because it was the green balloons that had Inuyasha in it!] And it said there "Now on Air"... Suteki na!!! Now you probably know what I did, right? I'd do anything for an Inuyasha collection! And with it comes "Detective Conan!" Goodie! I miss those already!!! [Or is it only here that they don't air Inuyasha and Detective Conan? Hmmm...]
Geh, I said too much again, so now let me get on with the story, okay?
Inuyasha: Sengoku o Togi Zoushi © Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, YOMIURI TV Sunrise 2000. Territories apply. [Feh. Exactly what the balloon says...]
Anata no Tame Ni
By Shohoku no Miko
Prologue: Strings of Fate
Takarai Sango finally heaved a sigh of relief as she hit the last note, prolonging the sound by playing with it using her bow. For a little girl at the age of five, it was a miracle she could play the violin without wavering at her position.
The little crowd clapped their hands at her, marveling at how the girl played a complicated and elaborate composition on her violin.
She bowed in courtesy, and brought Himiko with her inside the house. She was never used to playing for anyone, let alone a crowd of people that her parents called 'business friends.' It was only when she was taught how to play did she set her bow against the strings, and on rare occasions, she'd play for her older brothers, Sesshomaru and Inuyasha, and their parents. [I'll explain this later.] Anyone else who heard of Himiko while at play may have been the eavesdroppers or passers-by when she played it.
"Sango. You should go back there outside." Came ten-year-old Sesshomaru's cold voice from the door.
She was startled that someone noticed her absence in the party their parents were throwing. Her half-brother, nonetheless.
"Sesshomaru-nii." She acknowledged her brother.
Takarai Sesshomaru sat beside his sister, with his usual cold and silent demeanor. He straightened the white pants his parents made him wear. "They might look for the young Mozart."
Sango smiled. "Sesshomaru-nii, Mozart played the piano."
"... Whatever."
"I thought you were needed outside. The party was actually thrown for you."
"You know as much as I do that I do not like attention." Sesshomaru almost snorted, but his stoic expression still reigned. "But you do."
"Well... I'm tired. I'm sleepy..." Sango faked a yawn, extending her arms in gesture as if stretching. "Hmm..."
"... Fine, fine. But I'll do this for you only once, imouto." Sesshomaru caught her act, and patted her hand before standing up and going outside.
"Arigatou, Sesshou-nii..." She smiled.
Sesshomaru nodded and closed the door behind him.
The door closed and the living room was once again silent. Along with it, the smile on Sango's face turned into a mischievous grin. 'Now to bother Inuyasha...'
*******
Five-year-old Eiri Miroku sat under the shade of the tall Sakura tree that grew just on the boundaries of the Takarai residence. He did not have anything against parties. He loved the attention he always got. Ladies were fond of him; gushing about how cute he was, with soft lavender eyes, or how the girls playfully tug at his short ponytail. He even loved it when they reacted at the small, witty answers he made whenever they asked him anything. He even wanted to laugh at the reaction the beautiful lady made after asking him what he wanted to be when he grows up.
"I want to be a monk..."
Bit even after the many pleasant compliments he received while he walked alongside his father, he still felt bored. Well who wouldn't be, considering the party was for the grown-ups. And he never wanted to mingle with them while they talked of shares, stocks, investments and deals.
"Oi, Miroku. You coming or not?"
He glanced at his side and there stood his buddy, Takarai Inuyasha. The only boy, though older by two years, who also loved doing the same things he does. He was his partner in crime.
"I thought you were with your aniki." He stood up, dusted himself and walked alongside the taller boy.
"Sesshomaru? Aniki? With him? Feh." Inuyasha retorted. It may be that they were real siblings and not he and Sango, but he'd rather have Sango as his real sibling rather than him.
The two sneaked into the silent house, all the while exchanging mischievous grins, proud at the fact that they escaped from the clutches of their parents. They reached the stairs that split into two at the middle, which led to two wings.
"Let's play in my room. Chichiue bought me a new video game." Inuyasha pulled Miroku towards the west wing.
"Okay..."
*******
Sango sighed exasperatedly. She practically searched the entire house for Inuyasha, but still no sign of him. So here she was, sitting in the Music Room, cradling Himiko in her arms.
The sound of footsteps made her head snap up. Along with it came the complaints and gruff voice. 'Inuyasha...' Sango thought. Even if their house was so big, his footsteps, together with another, echoed throughout the mansion. 'Darn, I should have stayed in his room to surprise him.' She thought. 'But then again...'
A smile crept up her lips as she remembered what she did. She may not have surprised Inuyasha, but he'll surely be surprised when he sees what she did to his room.
The footsteps came to a halt as the complaining did. She can almost see him now, fidgeting with the door knob, opening the door, walking through a mini hallway, then he will most certainly shout any moment now.
Three.
Two.
One.
"SANGO!!!"
*******
For the second time that day, Miroku was bored. The video game that Inuyasha showed him turned out to be an RPG game. And like most RPG games, it only allowed one player.
And in this case, it was Inuyasha. He owned the game and play station anyway.
Inuyasha held the joystick and he could almost see the determination in his eyes to pound the enemies.
It is nooooo fun to watch while the other played. And worse, he didn't even attempt to fix the topsy-turvy room which he furiously accused Sango of messing.
By the way, he's been looking forward to meet his buddy's 'annoyingly sweet' sister. But he didn't. Oh well, he was soooo bored now to even think of that.
"Inuyasha..."
"Nanda yo?" He asked, not even bothering to pause the game to look at him.
"I think I need to go back now..."
"Nah. Your folks would probably know you're here."
"But..." Miroku thought of an excuse. It's not that he didn't like Inuyasha; it's just that... It's boring already! "... We have to go somewhere else..."
"Okay then. Call me when you get home okay?"
"Okay. Ja!" With that, he went out of the room.
Miroku was happy he got out already, but there was one problem: Where's the stairs?
Trying hard to remember, he walked down the hallway. It was strange; there was no one in the house. Or was it only because it was huge?
Shrugging it off, he went around the west wing, looking for the stairs.
After thirty minutes of looking for it, he finally found the staircase. He then went down, having to take two small strides to be able to go down a step. It was when he was in the middle, where the two stairs met, that a very interesting music reached his ear. It was fast and uneasy, and from the sound of it, it was coming from a violin, which is being played on the other side of the house.
The curious and adventurous boy he was, Miroku went up the stairs, this time leading to the east wing, searching where it came from.
The music became louder and louder, with each note being played it seemed to explode with fury, and the strained sound became much more recognizable as he assumed it was of the instrument a girl played outside earlier.
He came to a halt in front of a huge door, where he was sure the music was coming from. He turned the knob and pushed the door open.
*******
Sango was by far enjoying this moment. Here she was, undisturbed and unheard by anyone while playing with her Himiko. It was moments like these that she released all her passion for playing. The composition she tried to play was said to be difficult to play, but she tried it nonetheless. And she can do it. It made her happy that she achieved this, being able to play a song most violinists had a hard time playing. So happy was she that she didn't notice the door open.
She jolted from playing the violin when the third string snapped, the string thrown back on either sides of the instrument. The string on the side she held using her chin hit her cheek violently.
*******
Miroku thought the girl stopped playing because she noticed someone was there, and instantly he walked towards the girl who was facing the huge window parallel to the door.
His eyes widened when he saw what seemed like blood drop to the red- carpeted floor, then it mingled with the bloody red color of the carpet, and the girl suddenly choked back a sob.
"Daijobu ka?" He asked, surprising himself and the girl.
Sango, covering her cheek, turned when she heard a voice from behind her. She came face to face with a boy slightly taller than her as she fought down her sobs. And as if on cue, she dropped her violin.
Himiko fell down, the carpet buffering the sound.
"Daijobu ka?" Miroku asked again as he removed the hand Sango used to cover the cut. He saw the thin slit bleeding, and got his handkerchief to dab on the blood.
Sango winced the moment the cloth was dabbed on her wound. The cut stung, and her tears were doing nothing to stop the pain. She angrily wiped her tears away and suppressed a sob, at the same time surprising Miroku. "Un... Daijobu... Arigatou." She smiled through the tears.
Miroku wiped the remaining blood gently, and then lightly blew on it, remembering how his okaa-san did it. "Better?"
Sango nodded, but who is this stranger anyway?
"You were playing the violin pretty well. What piece were you playing?" Miroku asked as he neatly folded the handkerchief and placed it in his pocket.
"Ah, you heard me?" Sango suddenly looked down. "I was playing 'Devil's Trill,' it was hard."
"But you're good. I want to be like you." Miroku smiled enthusiastically.
"And you're kind." She answered, smiling just the same. "I want to be like you too!"
They both grinned at each other for a long time.
"Who are you?" She can't help but ask.
Suddenly aware that he was a stranger in the house, Miroku looked down in embarrassment. "Gomen. Atashi wa Eiri Miroku desu."
"Ah... I'm Sango!!!" She beamed as she held out her hand to him. "Let's be friends!!!"
Miroku looked up and smiled brightly. So this was Inuyasha's half-sister. He had a feeling that this girl was really kind. He was a stranger, and he just went in the room without even knocking, and yet she wants to be friends? She has got to be the kindest kid in the world.
Miroku gladly took her hand into his and shook it. "Hai!"
...tsuzuku...
Author's Rant:
I was under the impression that prologues were not long, but here I am, presenting a lengthy piece. Oh well...
Yes, people. This is definitely AU. Who would have imagined that Sesshomaru, Inuyasha, Sango and [still to come] Kohaku were siblings? If you're confused, then let me explain: Sesshomaru's father, Takarai Inutaishou, married another woman when his first wife died, leaving Sesshomaru and Inuyasha under his care. Now this woman was Sango's mother. So now we see that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha are brothers [contrary to the anime and manga storyline], and Sango and Kohaku are their half siblings. Is it clear now? I couldn't find a place to insert this note anywhere in the fic, so I decided to just place it here.
The whole name-the-violin thingy was inspired by an episode of "Get Backers" where Amano Ginji and Mido Ban were given an assignment to retrieve a blind girl's violin. I just forgot the name... And yeah, 'Devil's Trill' came from Yami no Matsuei, the hauntingly beautiful piece that Hijiri played very well. And since I'm a frustrated violinist... ^-^
More to come, I assure you all. But for now, gomen for all the mistakes in this prologue. It would also be nice if you tell me how you find this fic. Click below to submit a review.
Ja, mata ne!!!
~Shohoku no Miko~©