Until Death Do Us Part.
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Inuyasha characters or anything of the sort.
Darkness… An endless pit of nothing that was stretched ahead of her. Nothing around her to use as leverage to climb out of. Nothing to ensure her safety, nothing she could possibly use to break through the thick, unrelenting darkness that engulfed her. This darkness was suffocating her. Dense enough to be water, Thick enough to be blood. Of course, as the old saying goes, blood is thicker than water. But in this, it was used out of context. This Blood choked the remnants of air from the demon slayers lungs as she fell further, and further into that said darkness.
The pain then slowly faded, leaving her alone in the ever deepening darkness. She heard nothing, felt nothing, saw nothing, but she smelled and tasted blood. The only substance in the world now. A small spike of pain erupted in her abdomen which was the only sign she was still alive… Barely. The darkness seemed to go on forever as she floated, seemingly on air. 'Miroku!' Her mind called out as her voice was caught in her throat. Her jaw felt slack, like she was swallowing to much water.
Just then a soft voice broke through her darkness. It was a voice, a voice she knew all to well…
"Sango!" Miroku screamed across the battle field, seeing her lying on the ground. Her body was surrounded by others, those of flesh eating demons that she had recently hacked to pieces. To his dismay and horror, she wasn't moving. Kagome's arrow sliced through a few of the Sanyosho that had headed for Sango. He glanced over at her and felt a small bit of relief flow through his veins. It was a mistake to look away.
A Sanyosho demon attacked him its stinger stabbed into the monks shoulder. He winced as he felt the hot poison start flowing through his system. Ripping the demon and its stinger out of his flesh, he stumbled slightly. Another sacred arrow was shot from Kagome's long bow. Miroku looked to where Sango was. Her figure was still lost among the slithering bodies of the flesh eating demons. He didn't dare remove the prayer beads from his hand where the wind tunnel curse lay upon him.
Kagome made it to Sango dropping on her knees as she shot one after another, of her arrows. She felt a small pang of relief as Inuyasha stepped in taking the demons off her hands. "You help Sango, I'll take care of these demons." He said slicing through some of them with his Tetsuaiga. Her gaze fell to Sango as she checked her pulse. It was faint but still there. "Come on Sango… You have to hold on." She said pulling out a small vile of liquid Kaede had bestowed upon her for this sort of injury.
Sango was bleeding profusely from the abdomen and blood slowly slipped from her blue tinted lips. Kagome gently uncorked the vile and placed Sango's head in her lap, to give her some leverage. The purplish liquid shined dully as it slid past the demon slayer's parted lips. The teen waited patiently as Sango spurted and coughed blood still flowing. Kagome closed her eyes hoping she didn't arrive late.
Miroku stumbled over as only a few demons were left, which signaled Naraku had departed. Miroku fell to his knees his hand covering his shoulder as he winced in pain. Kagome looked at him and noticed the wound. "Sanyosho…." She said quietly and Inuyasha looked back. "Not you too, Miroku!"
Miroku gave him a slow, sad smile as blood seeped through his fingers. His gaze landed on Sango once again and a small stinging sensation was sharp on his shoulder. He went to smack at it and noticed Myoga. The little flee fell backward, it seemed he was bigger. Miroku felt a wave of nausea and dizziness as he looked at the small demon. "Myoga?" The flea groaned as he rolled back. "Shippo sent me. He said you were in trouble." He mumbled glancing around. "It wasn't wise of Master Inuyasha to engage in a fight this big." He said shaking his head in dismay.
"Shut up pest." Inuyasha grumbled sitting Indian style next to Kagome. His gaze landed on Sango as well and they waited. The clouds of miasma dispersed and the sun slowly peaked through leaving small traces of sun across the battle ground. Sango moaned slightly as she slowly started to open her eyes. Miroku met Sango's gaze. His worry was evident to her as they gazed at each other for long moments.
A brief, but large feeling of relief flowed over Miroku as he saw the woman he cared about the most wake up from what he thought was a never ending sleep. "… Sango?" He asked unsure. She just smiled slightly not finding the strength to talk to him right then. He sighed and touched her cheek.
"Let her get some rest… She has earned it." Inuyasha said, informing Miroku. He nodded and pulled his hand away his shoulder still bleeding. "lets go get you bandaged… Sango will be fine." Shippo said sitting on Inuyasha's shoulder now. He had been to engrossed in relief of Sango, that he hadn't noticed Shippo. Miroku's faint nod was enough as he stood up.
"Please move her Inuyasha…" He mumbled, looking away. This wouldn't be the last time he would see Sango injured and he knew it. It just killed him knowing he couldn't prevent that such thing from happening. A few minutes of walking the Inuyasha gang stopped at a stream where Kagome tended to Miroku's injury. Inuyasha only sustained some minor cuts and scratches. Even so, he would have refused Kagome's help anyway. "Thank you, Kagome." He said softly as he rotated his shoulder a bit. The pain was still there but it felt less evident.
Kagome smiled, "You're welcome," she had replied and went to sit next to the fire, with Inuyasha. Miroku's gaze went over to Sango who lay, sleeping, in her makeshift bed. His heart clenched as he feared the dread of losing the only woman who had set the blood in his veins alight.
'No one will ever hurt you again, Sango… I swear it.' he thought to himself his gaze drifting down to the stream as the sun was lost behind the mountains far away from them. Tomorrow was on its way. Another day closer. Another hour closer to when he would kill Naraku and break his curse. He wanted to be with Sango. Killing Naraku would be the only way…
To Be Continued