Untainted
Chapter 1: Meditation
Author's Note: Blah blah blah blah blah. Do I own Inuyasha? Nooo.... We all wish we do. Wai, I can't wait to see Part 4 of Inuyasha! It should come in soon. So excuse me if I'm not completely up to date. Boo hoo, they don't come out with manga fast enough in the U.S. I'll be an old person by the time they finish Inuyasha in U.S., Fushigi Yugi too! Well, I won't be THAT old, I'm still young, but really, it takes like a year for 2 volumes to come out which is kinda sad... Well, ignore my ranting and on with the story!
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Sango let out a weary sigh, reflecting the multitude of emotions she felt. A bird twittered and swiftly flew away into the blue sky. Things were not going so good for the Inuyasha crew. In fact, the bad news just kept on coming. She looked up at the sky as if for some divine help. She got none, so she just reflected silently to herself.
Naraku had come yesterday. He always came, forever into that trap he was chasing them. He had beaten them all pretty bad, and they had barely made it out of that battle. Inuyasha was now in his ever constant state of injury, although he would heal sooner than them. Although he couldn't admit it, it was obvious that he cared a lot for Kagome to risk his life for her constantly. He was torn up pretty badly, and Kagome was worried, although she knew that he would heal.
Miroku. He had a lot of nasty cuts and bruises. He also had picked up a slight fever. He had used the Air Rip again even with the poison bees. Foolish houshi-sama. Why was he always so stubborn? He always used the Air Rip to protect them even though it definitely made his life shorter. Sango didn't understand, she was so confused whenever she thought of him.
In this fight even Kagome had gotten hurt despite Inuyasha's fierce protection. She had a slightly sprained ankle and a gash in her arm. It wasn't infected, because she used the stuff from her world on it. Sango herself had gotten hurt. That was normal though, she shouldn't expect anything different. She had another large cut which would eventually add to her collection of scars. Like any man would want a woman so scarred and ugly.
The day had started out like most of their days, a petty cycle of the same things. Kagome and Inuyasha had started arguing about the stupid things they fight about. This one had been over stopping for a rest. Shippo butted in and made a comment, which Inuyasha promptly beat him up for.
"Shippo-chan, when will you learn to keep your nose out of their business? Inuyasha won't take it easy on you." Sango murmured to herself, smiling in spite of it. She had grown so close to everyone in their group and couldn't imagine life without them. Shippo, Inuyasha, Kagome, and Miroku. All of them had become so close like the family that she had lost because of Naraku.
Finally Kagome had her way, and they stopped at a small place in the nearest village to get some food. They settled down in a small place and waited to be served. Finally the waitress came. Unluckily, especially for Sango she was a young and pretty girl. She wasn't an extraordinary beauty, but Miroku could care less, he would settle for a almost any young girl. Sango felt sick. So he could settle for almost any girl, yet she was too ugly? He had even forgotten to ask her to bear his child when they first met. She could care less, but it still hurt that she was so ugly he didn't want to ask her. A tear came up to her eye and threatened to spill over, yet Sango wouldn't let it. She was trained enough to stop her tears most of the time. Especially over insignificant things like this.
Well, the girl was pretty enough with flowing black hair and sparkling gray eyes. The girl's eyes weren't clear though. They were clouded, tainted. But, Miroku was Miroku, so he asked if she would bear his child. The girl actually agreed to Miroku's joy and everyone else's shock.
"Oh, will you bear my child?" Sango mimicked in a high voice. It just made her feel sick at heart for some reason. She couldn't place a finger on it, but it just hurt. She paused in her recollection to heave another sorrowful sigh.
"I must be the soul of sorrow." she thought to herself and then gave a tiny smile on the edge of laughter.
That had turned out badly anyway. Just as fate would have it, the girl was another of Naraku's henchmen, pretty powerful in her own right. It figures though, no normal girl would say yes to Miroku. But, even forgiving that, Naraku had the upper hand, as they were taken unawares. It was a long fight, and Hiraikotsu was damaged. Finally they drove him off when Kagome started using her arrows, then Naraku started getting hurt, so he left, turned tail and ran like the coward he is.
Yet even though it had not been a great day, it could have been worse. Naraku could have gotten them all. Yet, he didn't. For another day, they lived, they survived Naraku's traps and tricks. They had gotten out of the encounter with Naraku, and that itself was an accomplishment. Naraku just kept getting stronger. He started as Onigumo, but as Naraku, he was much more deadly. And then Kikyo still showed up. Sango didn't understand why Inuyasha was still in love with her. Kikyo was a dead monster, a completely different being from what she once might have been. Kagome was getting hurt by this too. It wasn't fair of Inuyasha to pick Kikyo. Sango stuck up for Kagome, who had become her best friend. She knew that Kagome would do the same for her if the situation came up.
Sango was preparing to get up, it was no use wallowing in depression. Then she heard a clang, she immediately became alert. She stiffened as she heard someone approach. She could guess easily who it was, no one else had that stupid clang to signal his approach.
"Daijobu ka, houshi- sama?" Sango asked warily. She still didn't trust him, for he was probably going to grope her.
"Hai. Most of the fever is gone. Are you all right? You had a pretty nasty gash." Miroku commented.
Miroku had meant it in good will, just trying to see if she was all right, but it still stung Sango, reminding her of her ugly scars.
"Hai, It will just form another scar." Sango said dully.
"Is something wrong?" Miroku asked.
"Nandemonai. It's good you are better." Sango said looking up at him. Their eyes locked. Right then and there Miroku apologized, not through words, but Sango understood.
Miroku moved and sat down next to her. She tensed up for a moment, but instantly relaxed. She didn't think he would try anything right now. They were all to weary from the fight. Weary from life. For awhile, they just sat there in silence looking out at the grassy hills from under the quiet shade of the tree they were under. Not in an awkward silence, but in a silence of understanding.
At least for a little while, they could sit there together, not worrying about fighting, enemies, traps, or even love. The stars twinkled brightly, like crystals. They looked down on the two as the two looked up at the stars themselves. They were in their essence as they watched the changing stars. Time stood still in that moment as the two of them immersed themselves in that tranquil state of peace.
Although much of their lives revolved around constant fighting, none of them really loved it. There were still times even through all the fighting, that they could find solace in each other, a temporary yet real peace.
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Okay, that wasn't the fastest chapter in the world, not the most interesting either. Don't worry! In the next chapter things will take a dramatic turn!!!!
Chapter 1: Meditation
Author's Note: Blah blah blah blah blah. Do I own Inuyasha? Nooo.... We all wish we do. Wai, I can't wait to see Part 4 of Inuyasha! It should come in soon. So excuse me if I'm not completely up to date. Boo hoo, they don't come out with manga fast enough in the U.S. I'll be an old person by the time they finish Inuyasha in U.S., Fushigi Yugi too! Well, I won't be THAT old, I'm still young, but really, it takes like a year for 2 volumes to come out which is kinda sad... Well, ignore my ranting and on with the story!
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Sango let out a weary sigh, reflecting the multitude of emotions she felt. A bird twittered and swiftly flew away into the blue sky. Things were not going so good for the Inuyasha crew. In fact, the bad news just kept on coming. She looked up at the sky as if for some divine help. She got none, so she just reflected silently to herself.
Naraku had come yesterday. He always came, forever into that trap he was chasing them. He had beaten them all pretty bad, and they had barely made it out of that battle. Inuyasha was now in his ever constant state of injury, although he would heal sooner than them. Although he couldn't admit it, it was obvious that he cared a lot for Kagome to risk his life for her constantly. He was torn up pretty badly, and Kagome was worried, although she knew that he would heal.
Miroku. He had a lot of nasty cuts and bruises. He also had picked up a slight fever. He had used the Air Rip again even with the poison bees. Foolish houshi-sama. Why was he always so stubborn? He always used the Air Rip to protect them even though it definitely made his life shorter. Sango didn't understand, she was so confused whenever she thought of him.
In this fight even Kagome had gotten hurt despite Inuyasha's fierce protection. She had a slightly sprained ankle and a gash in her arm. It wasn't infected, because she used the stuff from her world on it. Sango herself had gotten hurt. That was normal though, she shouldn't expect anything different. She had another large cut which would eventually add to her collection of scars. Like any man would want a woman so scarred and ugly.
The day had started out like most of their days, a petty cycle of the same things. Kagome and Inuyasha had started arguing about the stupid things they fight about. This one had been over stopping for a rest. Shippo butted in and made a comment, which Inuyasha promptly beat him up for.
"Shippo-chan, when will you learn to keep your nose out of their business? Inuyasha won't take it easy on you." Sango murmured to herself, smiling in spite of it. She had grown so close to everyone in their group and couldn't imagine life without them. Shippo, Inuyasha, Kagome, and Miroku. All of them had become so close like the family that she had lost because of Naraku.
Finally Kagome had her way, and they stopped at a small place in the nearest village to get some food. They settled down in a small place and waited to be served. Finally the waitress came. Unluckily, especially for Sango she was a young and pretty girl. She wasn't an extraordinary beauty, but Miroku could care less, he would settle for a almost any young girl. Sango felt sick. So he could settle for almost any girl, yet she was too ugly? He had even forgotten to ask her to bear his child when they first met. She could care less, but it still hurt that she was so ugly he didn't want to ask her. A tear came up to her eye and threatened to spill over, yet Sango wouldn't let it. She was trained enough to stop her tears most of the time. Especially over insignificant things like this.
Well, the girl was pretty enough with flowing black hair and sparkling gray eyes. The girl's eyes weren't clear though. They were clouded, tainted. But, Miroku was Miroku, so he asked if she would bear his child. The girl actually agreed to Miroku's joy and everyone else's shock.
"Oh, will you bear my child?" Sango mimicked in a high voice. It just made her feel sick at heart for some reason. She couldn't place a finger on it, but it just hurt. She paused in her recollection to heave another sorrowful sigh.
"I must be the soul of sorrow." she thought to herself and then gave a tiny smile on the edge of laughter.
That had turned out badly anyway. Just as fate would have it, the girl was another of Naraku's henchmen, pretty powerful in her own right. It figures though, no normal girl would say yes to Miroku. But, even forgiving that, Naraku had the upper hand, as they were taken unawares. It was a long fight, and Hiraikotsu was damaged. Finally they drove him off when Kagome started using her arrows, then Naraku started getting hurt, so he left, turned tail and ran like the coward he is.
Yet even though it had not been a great day, it could have been worse. Naraku could have gotten them all. Yet, he didn't. For another day, they lived, they survived Naraku's traps and tricks. They had gotten out of the encounter with Naraku, and that itself was an accomplishment. Naraku just kept getting stronger. He started as Onigumo, but as Naraku, he was much more deadly. And then Kikyo still showed up. Sango didn't understand why Inuyasha was still in love with her. Kikyo was a dead monster, a completely different being from what she once might have been. Kagome was getting hurt by this too. It wasn't fair of Inuyasha to pick Kikyo. Sango stuck up for Kagome, who had become her best friend. She knew that Kagome would do the same for her if the situation came up.
Sango was preparing to get up, it was no use wallowing in depression. Then she heard a clang, she immediately became alert. She stiffened as she heard someone approach. She could guess easily who it was, no one else had that stupid clang to signal his approach.
"Daijobu ka, houshi- sama?" Sango asked warily. She still didn't trust him, for he was probably going to grope her.
"Hai. Most of the fever is gone. Are you all right? You had a pretty nasty gash." Miroku commented.
Miroku had meant it in good will, just trying to see if she was all right, but it still stung Sango, reminding her of her ugly scars.
"Hai, It will just form another scar." Sango said dully.
"Is something wrong?" Miroku asked.
"Nandemonai. It's good you are better." Sango said looking up at him. Their eyes locked. Right then and there Miroku apologized, not through words, but Sango understood.
Miroku moved and sat down next to her. She tensed up for a moment, but instantly relaxed. She didn't think he would try anything right now. They were all to weary from the fight. Weary from life. For awhile, they just sat there in silence looking out at the grassy hills from under the quiet shade of the tree they were under. Not in an awkward silence, but in a silence of understanding.
At least for a little while, they could sit there together, not worrying about fighting, enemies, traps, or even love. The stars twinkled brightly, like crystals. They looked down on the two as the two looked up at the stars themselves. They were in their essence as they watched the changing stars. Time stood still in that moment as the two of them immersed themselves in that tranquil state of peace.
Although much of their lives revolved around constant fighting, none of them really loved it. There were still times even through all the fighting, that they could find solace in each other, a temporary yet real peace.
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Okay, that wasn't the fastest chapter in the world, not the most interesting either. Don't worry! In the next chapter things will take a dramatic turn!!!!