I Wanna Be The Rain

Running From Fate

Disclaimer: I do not own inuyasha or any of the characters featured in this fanfic. Thank you. But I do own the OC character in it. Yani. She is made up by me! No stealy!

AN: Now I know not many people like this coupling but I thought it would be cool to mix it up a bit. This a Inu/San fanfiction. Now I know that some people here don't like this coupling but I think it's adorable and it's my story anyway ..so THERE! Major Miroku bashing! Sorry but I am not a fan of the perv... no matter how smexy he is...demons and half demons are SO much better, lol. Anyway hope you like it.

Sango sat in her room, hot tears spilling onto cold cheeks, her palm pressed against her stomach. She looked down at her hand and let a sad smile grace her features. She was 17, in highschool, and until a few days ago, her only worry was if she was going to get a zit. Now she had a bigger issue. A child, a life growing within her. Sango hung her head, through chocolate bangs falling over her eyes to hide the tears.

She was sitting there in the dark, the only light was from the window, letting the moonlight shine through it's glass pane. Sango looked to the moon and then back at her stomach. The pale silver light reminded her of the father. But he would never expect her now. He wasn't ready for a child, he'd push her away and shun everything.

Sango looked towards her suitcase she had packed and sitting by the bedroom door. She was going to run, run far far away until she forgot all about him. She stood up and looked in her full length mirror on the far wall. Her baby bump could be revealed through her fitted t-shirt and stretch pants. She put her hair up into a pony tail and grabbed her jacket. Slipping it on, the young women picked up the suitcase and walked out the door.

She snuck up the hallway quietly. She couldn't bare if her parents saw her. Her mother and Father knew about the baby and had been upset, but told her they'd be there no matter what. But she knew better, her family had a demon slayer ancestry and now she had a demon child. She would be shunned by her family, the baby would be shunned form everything her family had to offer. Sango would give this child the best she could.

Sango had called to an old priestess who lived in Kyoto not far from her home. She would run away there. The lady had offered her a home and a safe place. She knew the old women from her training days. The old women's name was Yani Ocubato. She was kind and free spirited. She also knew of demon pregnancy and how difficult it would be for Sango, seeing as she was human.

She had thought of attending school for a while but if rumors got started they would never end. Sango already had problems with other girls not liking her, she didn't need to be branded as a whore on top of it all. Sango was different. She fought, she was smart and pretty at the same time. She hung out with guys more often because they didn't judge so much. But not even they knew she was pregnant. As far as anyone else knew, she was sick right now and would be back in a few weeks. Little did they know, they would never see Sango ever again.

The young girl walked out of her house with suitcase in hand. She turned to take one last look at her home. Taking a deep breath she ran. She ran and ran and ran until she could run no more. Sango loved this demon who gave her a child, but loved him so much that she knew he didn't deserve this burden. It was her gift to him, as this child was his gift to her.

She saw arrived at the bus stop and sat in her seat. Looking out the window she gazed up at the moon again. 'Good bye my love. I'm sorry. But it's what's best.' and that was the last thing Sango thought as the bus pulled out of her town.

Five years later

"Mama! Mama!" a small voice called from a little boy as he ran across a garden.

An older Sango looked up from the deck of the old still home and smiled to her son. "Slow down Shinumaru!"Sango called out as the little boy stumbled slightly before reaching her.

He had long white hair that reached his waist and a pair of small white dog ears perched on his head. She saw his white tail wagging as usual. He always so happy. The little boy stared up at his mother with such admiration. They still lived in the temple and dressed the part. He was wearing a pair of white hakamas and a white and green patterned haori. The five year old crawled into his mother's lap and snuggled close. Sango held her son close and tight.

She was wearing a lavender coloured kimono with white detailing and a deep purple sash. Her hair was left down and she never wore make up. Yani had allowed her to live in the temple if she and Shinumaru helped out with guests. More often than not it gave Shinumaru a chance to play with children while Sango showed the parents or grandparents around. Sango usually shorten his name to Shin for short. The little boy sat up in his mother's lap and gazed up for a moment. "What is it Shin?"

"Mama, could you tell me about Papa again?"

Sango sighed deeply with a smile on her face. She hadn't lied to the boy. She told him she fell in love with a demon when she was young but knew his father wouldn't be able to protect them, so she left. Which was practically what happened. The boy would ask about his father every now and then and Sango never told him no. "Well," she began, "He was very handsome. And always kind to me. But he was very cold to other whom he did not trust."

"Did he trust you mama?"

"Yes he did, very much so." she told him, "and he was strong and determined, but sometimes a little stubborn. He didn't show his emotions often, but when he did, it was always special."

"Wow." the little boy said in awe, "Do I look like Papa?"

Sango giggled and answered, "Yes Shin, you do. You have his eyes, his hair, and even the markings on his face."

"What about my ears?" he asked.

Sango frowned as that fact came up. " Yes, he has the puppy ears just like yo dear." she told him.

"Oh, well that means their just more me!" he cheered, throwing his arms up.

"Yep, just for you."

The little boy was about to tell his mother more about him being special but then he saw a butterfly and ran off chasing it. Sango sighed content and turned back to her tea. She thought about his father, her lover, her soul mate. But the man she could never see again. Then again...didn't Shin deserve to meet him? What if he moved on? What would she do if one day someone showed up with a kid she never knew about? Sango looked into her tea as if it had the answer somewhere in it.

As she went to drink Yani came walking in with a pleased look on her face. "Good afternoon Yani-sama." Sango greeted.

"Good afternoon to you child. Where is the boy?"

"Over there, chasing a butterfly. What's got you so happy Yani-sama?" Sango asked.

"The shrine I was raised in is seeking a new head priestess and they've told me to return. This old place will once again be used a training place for those who wish to learn the old ways of fighting. You are more than welcome to come with me."

"We'd love to, where is it?" Sango asked.

"Tokyo."

Sango froze. 'That means I'd have to go back. I'd have to go home. Back to him...back to everything'

Yani saw the look on Sango's face and frowned at her. "Sango, you can't run forever. Think of Shinumaru." Sango raised her eyes to gaze at her little boy that was running around by the pond, "What would he say when he found out that you were hiding him?"

Sango let her head drop and her shoulder slump. "I know we should go back, but I've been hiding for five years. He doesn't even know I was ever pregnant." she admitted.

"I know dear, but it's now or never. And never is a long time to regret." Yani told her, a hand coming to rest on Sango's shoudler.

The 22 year old mother nodded and looked up. "You're right. We have to go back."

And that was exactly what she was going to do...go back.

TBC

AN: so? What do ya think guys? Hope you liked it and please review. I need at least two reviews before I update the next chapter. Bwahahha. I'm evil. Anyway...bye bye.