Author's Note: It is horribly sad that this couple has so little recognition in comparison to SesshoumaruXKagome But hey, I'm here to help the cause. Enjoy!

Youkai Taijiya: Apparition Exterminator

Youkai: Monster, Demon, Apparition.

NOTHING WITHOUT YOU

If I Die Tonight, Will You Regret it?

Abel Tesfaye

Kagome walked absently to the well with her eyes lost on the immensity of the blue skies in front of her. She's careful with every step, as if the grass had mines that could explode in any second or wrong move. With every step, a new thought arises. She tries not to get intimidated by her own mind, but is useless. She looks around and turns her head to her right side, then the left, turning more so she can look back at Kaede's cottage. Her face feels hot and a slight rumble in her head becomes almost unbearable. A ghostly reminder of her own shame.

Inuyasha tried to kiss her.

Waking up to a dying bonfire, too early to call it morning, she was watching the flames die down and he got close enough to feel his heat embrace her left cheek. He seemed to be eager to finally make a move. But Kagome laid down again, pretending to be sleepy still.

All she wanted was to sleep. All she ever did these days was to sleep. So she could be able to feel. To dream again of a reality she craved. The necessity to feel again was covering her whole body like a veil of darkness and lust.

Legs and strong arms, piercing eyes. Precise. Hands so confident, right where she wanted them. She could not stop moaning. She felt how her fingers brushed the soft, milky skin under her skirt, then she plunged her warm fingers, spreading her folds and torturing her clitoris with round moves, pressing gently as the phantom caress turned into a full-on rampage with her fingers deep in her.

She knows that's just a dream.

But is all so carnal. The way of fucking her was so hot and at the same time bold, not holding back anything.

The sounds of her wet flesh against the Youkai Taijiya are the only sound mixing with her moans. Moans that become howls and cries of pain and pleasure. She comes one time and one more time. And Every time she pushed her fingers up to her womb she felt as glory took a hold on her soul.

Sango swims to the other side of the hot springs and turns around just to smile at her.

Her skin is glowing with the moisture of the pool, droplets of water come down her cheeks and her hair.

Kagome responds just as well, with a reserved smile, but then she faces her own reflection lost in her inner turmoil. She can be expressive when it comes to her feelings (Or lack of) for Inuyasha. Those are easy to tell. Is just a result of the hanyou's lack of kindness and past experiences with him, each one more and more depressive than the other.

It's so different when it comes to Sango.

Her eyes and words are always kind and warm. Her protective nature, her tender strength, always aimed to protect the ones she loved, made a huge hole in her mind and soul, it was the reason why she was completely in love with her.

But she can't be vocal about her feelings.

It's something so complex and runs so deep in her that she feels rage and impotence.

There naked in front of her. Naked breasts, pink nipples and white skin, Sango's body strong and scarred, her pubic hair hides her vaginal folds and Kagome just has to pretend normalcy. Pretends that she's not imagining those grunts of pleasure coming from Sango's reactions to the water, are those of want for her.

She can't be vocal about her feelings, But heaven and hell know that she can imagine all those fantasies for herself when alone…

She's feels close to her orgasm.

The pressure of her body, building and churning, explodes along with her mind. She stops breathing for a minute, feeling her orgasm wash away every trace of pain and longing, no pain, only insatiable lust. She pumps her body against her bed, searching for another orgasm and another fantasy engulfs her mind.

Sango fucking her from behind, with her fingers in both of her holes and her mouth, making love so violently that she comes almost right away.

Sango taking everything from her.

Her body kneeling for Sango while her tongue is deep in her vagina, watching her face as she cums.

Sango terminating her pain with never ending pleasure, with her full lips, illuminating all her hopes with her warm hands and soft body.

It's fun to pretend while doing it, but when the reality of her world crashes down upon her when the orgasm ends, then she cries, cries like there's no end to her personal nightmare…

Because the darkness came, as it always did, darkness submit to wild winds and grey clouds and a sudden wave of purple miasma , the sinuous phantom presence of their enemies took away all trace of hope, giving place to the reign of terror of her enemies over the town.

Knowing about the dangers of confronting Naraku alone, now that Inuyasha and Miroku were severely injured being treated by Kaede in her cottage, they ran and fight against evil, as they always did, with a vivid mind and tight muscles.

But they forgot that hope was no longer with them.

A Spiked demon, completely black and as tall as a tree plunged his left arm filled with dark needles into Sango's inferior torso, the impulse of the blow crashed her body against the Goshimboku tree leaving Sango Impaled by the demon who's arm separated from his body like a dead limb, in seconds, another arm grew, just like the one piercing Sango and the monster watched Kagome with his red eyes, announcing his attack. Kagome's eyes filled with tears, watching as the dark blood of the Taijiya flowed down the cortex of the beautiful tree. The memory of InuYasha came to her mind, but it was not as horrifying as seeing Sango convulse and try to get away from the needle with weak arms and her skin with the white of death. But she could not stand still. She aimed her purifying arrow to the monster And shot, killing him in an instant. A loud growl by her right side forced her to aim another arrow rapidly, this monster was just like the other one, but his body was filled with black needles bigger than his companion and his fangs were filled with blood and guts, an eye was hanging from the corner of her mouth and he ran to behead her as he did with many of the villagers before she ripped him to shreds on sight with her arrow. From the top of the trees, high on the skies, Kagura smiled to Kagome. Fidelity to Naraku was never as encouraging and she wanted to have fun as she rightly had.

With just lifting her fan all the monsters vanished from her red sight and she knew now that everything was as planned, those tears filling Kagome's eyes were the proof and the haunting desperation in her strides to reach the Youkai Taijiya were worth some little fun for the sport of genocide.

All her body was trembling, her heart rate and blood pressure low against her muscles and bones.

This feelings were different from anything she had ever experienced in battle, She ran but her legs felt heavy, every stride was a gigantic effort. But she didn't wanted to see.

She didn't wanted to see Sango's wound, Sango Impaled, Sango's death.

When she reached the Goshimboku tree, Sango was no longer impaled to the holy tree. She was lying down against the tree trunk, but the arm of the monster was still piercing her torso, her Taijiya costume was darker for the blood had tainted everything, from the tree to the floor. The Taijiya had her eyes closed until she felt Kagome's presence, who almost cries and laughs hysterically to watch her still alive. Sango apologize for leaving her alone with the other demon. Kagome denied, strongly overwhelmed by Sango's words and everything she was witnessing .

If she could have been braver, Kagome could tell the truth.

That she couldn't stop thinking about her.

That she loved her with a burning passion and pain.

That her feelings were invasive, reaching her mind and soul and she could not or even want to stop the possession.

That she had everything she could ever want, just by seeing Sango alive…

That she felt nothing really existed if Kagome could not feel she belonged to Sango.

She was worried, every second of her life by her responsibilities, To help find the fragments of the Shikon No Tama, to try and love Inuyasha after Kikyo's death.

But she couldn't.

Not with her one and only truth dying in front of her.

Because she knew that her own identity would vanished with Sangos's last breath.

She told her all of this words, with tears and sobs, while the darkness crept her soul.

She confessed her whole heart crying steadily, with such a hurt that almost overtakes her reason. Her hands were entwined with Sango's tightening her hold in desperation. A pale rosé light flowed from her insides, flowing through her veins, resting on her hands.

Astonished, Kagome watched as this heavenly light bathed Sango entirely, cradling her ripped flesh as Kagome's bloodstained hands touched Sango's wound.

Kagome looked as Sango gradually recovered from the deadly wound and little by little the eyes of the Taijiya opened, those pools of brown in which Kagome founded a reason why, her own identity.

Sango got off her hand to take her face between her hands and kiss her Miko softly, asking for permission with her tongue.

Kagome responded with desperation and joy surrounding Sango's neck with her arms in a tight embrace completely pressed against Sango, deepening their kiss with all her repressed passion, her mind running wild with thoughts of sexual inhibition.

Nothing could get Kagome away from Sango anymore.

Her being was resting were she wanted to be, with her lovely, kind and protective soul.

THE END

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