Hi! Sorry I took so long with this new Chapter. It was either I was busy doing something else or school got in the way or I was just plain to lazy and tired to type. I hope you like it! Don't forget that I don't own InuYasha! He own's me! Haha!

"That's right! Now get your butt of stage and let the people read the damn story!"


Chapter 3: Broken Forever?

The first rays of morning sunshine sparkled across the closed lids of the young Taijiya's eyes, pulling her from the darkness of her sleeping trance. Slowly, her deep brown eyes opened little by little at a time. A swirl and whirl of colors and shapes exploded right before her, then they all clipped into the right places and became one. A small, unrecognizable, round face of a young girl was the first focus that came. The girl's big luminous brown eyes shone beautifully in the first yellow rays of sunlight that cast itself through a large window that sat low right next to the two. Pieces of the young child's silky, deep raven colored hair floated across her rosy pink cheeks and tiny pierced ears. She pushed a piece behind her ear, the lock caught her large golden hoop earring but she did nothing but simply let the long strand fall back into it's last position.

Sango sat up with no trouble at all. She felt so much better than last night when she was half way out of it running through the forest. The young child's small gasp rang in the Taijiya's ears; she turned toward the unknown girl with question playing across her face. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you." Sango looked around, nothing was correct. Nothing looked like elder Kaede's old hut. Everything was much…. larger and…. just different. Sango turned her attention back to the young one that had not said a thing yet she just sat there staring at her as if she had woken from the dead. "Um, excuse me, but…. where am I?" she asked quietly so as not to startle the girl with the sudden sound of her voice.

"You-you are in a village called Neombie. Your friend—the half demon with the red robes—brought you here. You have lost a lot of blood. No one was expecting you to wake up yet," the girl said quietly. Somehow she found ways of not looking at her directly in the eye. They would always drift to the floor or off to the side of Sango's face.

Though, even if the young one was refusing to acknowledge her own brown eyes, Sango gently put her hand out and tipped the girls round face up to hers so she had no choice but to look at her. "What is your name, darling?" the Taijiya asked. She was trying to loosen the poor shy little girl that still only sat staring up at her.

"M-my name? Um…."

"Come now, I'm not going to hurt you."

"Amaya. What is yours miss?" She seemed to relax a bit after telling her name.

"Mine is Sango."

"Nice to meet you miss Sango!" Amaya said excitedly, just as a young child such as herself should be. "Um, I assume you will be wanting to see your friend? Shall I go fetch him for you? I don't think your quit ready to be up and about."

It was only then did Sango realize that she had forgotten about the InuYasha. He had taken her here but wasn't there when she had awaken like he may have been. At least he would have been if she were Kagome. That was probably where he was! With Kagome and the others. "Would you? That would be nice if you could," the Taijiya said to Amaya with a small smile.

Amaya flashed a perfect straight white-toothed smile from between her thin pink lips and stood. Finally Sango got a full view of the young child. She was tall for someone so young, about four foot five and only seemed to be around the ages of eight or nine maybe ten years old. Her shiny darkness mass of hair reached longer than the Taijiya had expected. It flowed in one diving waterfall over her shoulder blades, down her back, across her waist, and tailed the very middle part of her thigh. The long locks were held together with a single white ribbon that doubled knotted to keep from sliding down any further than she wanted it too. She wore a kimono of different shades of blue. It started out with a few blue petals of flowers at the top then there got to be more and more till they reached the very bottom of the kimono were the petals turned into little blue roses. The sleeves were long and dropped down further then InuYasha's red fire rat robe and had light blue lace carefully and skillfully woven at the edges.

Amaya is so beautiful.

Sango stared after Amaya as she moved the black cloth covering the doorway from the outside world and slipped soundlessly out. How can anyone be so beautiful? Sango thought with envy etching into her bones. She bobbed her head back and forth, driving the dizziness back into her skull and removing the jealousy that had crept up on her unexpectedly as soon as she had seen Amaya and all her beauty. Any man would be lucky to have that girl when she comes to her marrying age.

The Taijiya's thoughts of envy and jealousness of young Amaya were interrupted by the cloth being thrown roughly aside. It was defiantly not Amaya from the rough force used on such a light delicate thing. The mystery person stepped out further into the large room revealing the blank faced honey-golden eyed half demon of InuYasha. He casually placed his hands into the sleeves of his red robes and walked slowly over to were Sango sat, looking carefully around as he went.

"We weren't expecting you to be awake yet," InuYasha said, in that matter-of-fact tone that he has. Sensing no demonic era and finding everything to liking, the half demon sat down at the edge of the low bed that the Taijiya rest upon and looked her quietly over. He quirked an interested eyebrow and leaned down to finger her kimono. Scoffing but smiling softly he pulled away and pushed his once free hands into the long folds of his robe again. "Nice attire."

"Wha—" Sango started but never finished as she looked down at herself. She was in a different outfit then her old kimono and skirts that she had never noticed until InuYasha so kindly pointed it out. The kimono was a soft pink with large red roses tiny and cherries decorating it. Matching red ribbons wove in and out of the slightly dropping sleeves and tied off tightly in a long thin bow. "Wow," Sango whispered, but by the way the young half demons ears twitched he'd heard her quiet cry of shock. "I'd never noticed it until you mentioned it. It must be Amaya's."

"Amaya?" InuYasha questioned as he tried out the name seeing whether he liked it or not as he tilted his head curiously to the side.

"Hmm? Oh! Amaya's the young girl that came and got you. The one with the blue kimono."

Nodding his reply, InuYasha turned his head to stare out the window that sat next to them. They watched in silence as the early risers of the village people started their morning chores. The baby children that were much to young to work tailed their parents around, trying to be of any help but wound up being more annoying than helpful. The teenaged women washed the dirty loose articles of clothing and gently hung them securely on a line that ran along the side of the hut. The young men got the heavier work of chopping the morning wood while either the smaller children that were able to do some work, carried the split logs into their homes then appeared again for another armload. Mothers sewed clothing torn clothing and watched after the young ones. Fathers rummaged about, collecting various items from gardens and other places to go into the middle of town and sell.

It looked so nice outside the hut. Sango had the sudden urge to get up and go out in the morning sun.

There was a stumble and a small squeak that interrupted the quiet hue of the hut, then a clatter as something fell through the cloth blocking the door to the outside world. Something small but it moved quickly. Next thing the Taijiya knew, she was smacked in the chest with the small figure.

"Sango! Sango! Are you okay? InuYasha said you got hurt!" There sat the ever-worried little Shippo with his big bright green eyes.

The girl didn't get the chance to answer, cause then Kagome the priestess and Miroku the Monk barreled in. They almost tripped over one another and knocked heads together as the tried to balance themselves out again.

"I didn't realize there was another step there," the young priestess said, clapping a hand to her temple where she and the monk and bonked heads.

"I noticed," Miroku said with a smile on his face as he rubbed delicately at his forehead where it had met Kagome's temple.

They both laughed and were suddenly startled by InuYasha's grunt of annoyance. "We're right here. Humans are so clumsy," the half demon huffed irritably.

Kagome scowled. "Sit boy," she said, expressing her disapproval of what the half demon had said with her famous little punishment of plowing the boy's face into the ground. Still no matter how hard InuYasha tried to convince her that he didn't need it she always found a reason to tell that made him keep it on. Not that he had much of a choice. Sango had always thought it was a little harsh but it kept the boy straight. So—

Ground meet face, face ground!

Somehow, InuYasha managed to quickly lean forward just enough so that he landed on the floor and not on the bed. Actually it was kind of considerate of him, considering that if he had landed on the bed it probably would have broke in two from the fierce impact. The room quaked slightly from the force but not as bad as everyone had expected. And the command hadn't broken the wooden floor. Now, hopefully the half demon hadn't broken his nose.

Kagome's eyes slowly slid from the half demon on the floor to the Taijiya on the bed. Her eyes softened to what they had been when she had first bounded through the door with Miroku. She walked slowly over, carefully avoiding the face-planted InuYasha, and finally sat at the edge of the bed close to Sango's hip. "How you doing Sango?" Kagome asked in that motherly tone she has when someone in the group was either hurt or sick or in need of some sympathy.

"I'm just fine guys," Sango laughed slightly.

"Well, somebody's been worried about you," the priestess said in a little singsong voice.

Just then Kirara bounded out from behind the younger girl and took a spot next to Shippo on her blanket-covered lap. Sango grinned from ear-to-ear and picked the small demon kitten up and rubbed noses with her. The demon purred in joy and rolled her rough damp tongue across the Taijiya's nose in an affectionate way as if to say 'I was worried about you'.

"There was no need to worry so much. It was just a few leg wounds. No big deal," Sango announced making a flicking motion over her shoulder for emphasis.

At once, everyone's heads downcast. Even InuYasha, who had finally pealed himself from kissing the ground any longer, couldn't look her directly in the eye. "You didn't tell her yet," Kagome whispered into her lap. It wasn't a question it was more like a 'oh duh' type of reply.

"No," InuYasha surprisingly answered the girl. "I was about too." Finally the half demons eyes hardened on Kagome. "I told you not to come until I came back and got you!"

"Oh! So, you're blaming this on me? You were supposed to tell her!"

"I can't do that right out of the blue! I was going to take a minute and tell her slowly. I highly doubt she's going to take this lightly."

"Of course she won't! But you don't need to stall!"

"Who said I was stalling? I was only here for a few minutes!"

"Guys! Stop it now!" Sango screamed at the top of her lungs. All went silent. It even sounded as if everyone stopped breathing. "Now, would you please tell me what is needed to tell me? I don't care who was supposed to do what! Just—what is it? What's wrong with me? Or someone! Or—or whoever your all bickering about!"

No one moved for what seemed like forever. The Taijiya looked each of them in the eye even though they tried to look away. Kagome's brown orbs held deep sadness and was that pity? Miroku's deep blue irises held sympathy. Even InuYasha's usually hard honey golden eyes flicked over her at a loss.

Miroku was the first to step forward. Ah, ever the good holy Monk. He would surely tell her. "Sango…. umm…. I know you're a Taijiya and like to be able to move quickly and…. well you won't be able to do that for a while. Maybe forever," Miroku mused stalling no doubt.

"Get to the point!"

"Damn it Sango! Both of your legs are broken!" InuYasha yelled stepping closer to her and throwing his clawed hands in the air. "Badly broken. You ran and walked for hours on broken legs! That Amaya kid says that since you did that it could mean that you won't be able to walk correctly forever!"

Panic struck Sango from all sides! No! was all she could think. No, no, no, no! She ripped the covers from her lower body. Kagome shot up from the bedside in surprise, as the blanket was pulled out from underneath her in Sango's frantic rush. Next thing Sango did was tightly grasp the edge of Amaya's rosy pink kimono. She was about to pull that from her way as well but was stopped by a gentle hand on hers. She looked up to who dare stop her from seeing what she had to see. InuYasha's bang's covered his eyes and his grip on her hand tightened.

"Don't. Don't you dare. You're still in shock from what we just told you. You're…. not ready to see yet."

"Yes I am! I have to know what happened!" Sango argued, her voice cracked, she knew she was going to burst into tears any minute. But she had to know. Had to see what was so horrible that even InuYasha didn't want her to look at yet. Though she did not dare try to move her hand under his firm grip.

"No! You don't have to know yet! You can't know yet! It's just going to make it worse if you see what happened immediately after we tell you something bad happened to you! Maybe tomorrow or something, but not now!"

"Please—"

"No!" then he sighed. She thought he was going to give up, when he looked at her. Really, sternly looked at her. "It's bad Sango. Really bad."

She felt her hand below his ball into a tight fist. She pulled her head forward so that her bang's covered her tearing up eyes. Finally, warm rivers started to drip down her cheeks as reality hit full force again. Her friends were just trying to protect her from feeling worse than she was now. No matter what they were doing though, the thought of never being able to walk or run correctly again scared her. How could a Taijiya not be able to run? This happening she would fail in being able to help defeat Naraku and saving her brother. She would let her tribe down for not being able to caring out in being one of the last demon slayers.

Kagome put an arm around her shoulders and Miroku sat down on the floor with a sigh. InuYasha kneeled down on the floor, never letting go of her cold hand on the way down. Actually it seemed to tighten even more around hers. She felt the need to shift her tight fists away from the hem of Amaya's kimono before she did something stupid. Sango unclenched her fists and turned the one that InuYasha's clawed hands were holding down, upward and grasped the half demons warm hand.


Thank you for reading this newbie writer's story! Now take pity on this newbie writer again and review for me please. I'll make another chapter quicker if you do!

*InuYasha draggs away from stage* "Shut up! You get reviews when you earn 'em! Stop begging and get your butt to your computer and start writing!"

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