Lost But Not Forgotten
Chapter 4: If Only For a Little While...
Sango-sama
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Inuyasha. (darn it all!!!)
Author's Notes: I very much floundered back and forth between which to
do here. I think that I've finally come up with a solution I like, I
just have to hope I can pull it off to everyone's satisfaction. I know
that I have multiple other fics in the lurk...and I will get to them.
Along with another major new one that has been begging for attention
like that annoying little kid you just want to throttle. But the major
break that I managed to give myself this summer was wholly necessary.
I got to go to a con, sure, but I was also recovering from a major
illness...so I ended up sleeping quite a bit. And as we all know, sleep
cuts into writing time.
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Kagome's eyes had slipped to the waters surface as she appeared frustrated
and quite deep in thought and then, suddenly, her head dropped into her
hands. 'Ahhhhh! After all the hard work I put into bringing them closer...'
Her head shook in her hands. 'But this is not Sango-chan's fault after all.
I mean, it's not possible for her to control losing her own memory....'
Sango felt the heat from her blush slowly subside from her cheeks, as concern
for her friend and her current situation took firm hold in her mind.
"Ummm...Kagome-san..." She fidgeted as the weight of Kagome's still troubled
stare fell upon her. "Maybe it'll help me recall better if you remind me
how we all met."
Kagome features softened, as the edges of her lips turned slightly upwards.
'It would be best for Sango-chan to remember soon...but her past is so
troubling. I wouldn't be fair to set it before her all at once.' She
nibbled lightly at the corner of her lip. '
"Well, from what I know, you lived in small village in the mountains..."
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Inuyasha lounged across the floorboards, peering suspiciously at the Miko,
who continued to smile softly as she continued her chores.
"Oi...Baa-baa." He drawled. "What are you so damn happy about?"
She pulled her eyes away from her work, looking up at him with that ever present
smile, the edges of her lips pulled tight in slight irritation. "Nothing in
particular, boy," pointedly emphasizing the 'boy.' "I'm just pleased that your
friend is a awake and has recovered so quickly."
Inuyasha pouted a bit, offering a seemingly indifferent "Un."
Atsue turned her attention back to her herbs, grinding the dried leaves down
until she heard the barely audible clink of mortar and pestle. "I just hope
I can get prepare this tea before she returns." Her voice began to trail off.
"It might just help her to remember..."
The words may have been quiet, but they were certainly loud enough for
Inuyasha's ears to hear. His eyes flashed opened, a registering first
shock and replaced by confusion. "Remember what?"
Atsue sighed softly. "I'm afraid the poor dear has forgotten her past..."
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Sango's eyes were closed tight, her eyelids pulsing with the slightest
movement as she strained her mind. She and Kagome had been sitting in
mutual silence for a few minutes, as the Taiji-ya tried to remember even
the tiniest detail of her life, either before or during her time with
their ragtag little family.
Kagome bit her lip as she watched. She had been careful to omit the
details about the deaths of her friends and family. Crossing her
fingers beneath the water's surface, she prayed it was enough to help
Sango-chan. "Does that help, Sango-chan?"
Very slowly, Sango's eyes slid open, unveiling the sad eyes that regarded
her apologetically. "I'm sorry, Kagome-san." Her head shook as she tightly
fisted her palm, venting only the surface of her frustration. She stood up
suddenly, reaching for the towel that lay in a clumsy pile upon the stony
shore and weaving around her naked form tightly. "I can see a face...but
it's still very blurry ."
Kagome quietly followed suit, pulling herself out of the water to dry off
on the shore. "I know it doesn't help much, Sango-chan, but I'm sorry that
I couldn't be any help."
The lapping of the water upon stone and the hum of forest life from the nearby
woods were all that could be heard as they dressed.
"Ummm...Kagome-san..."
"Hmmm?"
"You don't suppose that face I couldn't quite see..." Sango stammered, nervously
bowing her head to sum up her courage. A rosy blush lingered across her cheeks.
"You don't suppose that was my husband, do you?"
Kagome paled, almost dropping her shirt in her hands back onto the ground.
"Husband?"
Sango nodded, not quite able to meet Kagome's eyes and blushing as bright as
ever. "I think you called him, Miroku-sama." Her hands drifted up to lay upon
her cheeks, trying to conceal the blush. "Atsue-sama said that he spent last
night at my bedside."
"Ah." The confusion promptly cleared from Kagome's eyes. "But he is not your
husband, Sango-chan--"
Sango released an audible sigh of relief, glad to be free of the burden. But
somewhere in the back of her mind, she felt the slightest twinge of sadness.
It must have been clear in her eyes, because Kagome was quick to add, "--he's
your fiance."
Chapter 4: If Only For a Little While...
Sango-sama
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Inuyasha. (darn it all!!!)
Author's Notes: I very much floundered back and forth between which to
do here. I think that I've finally come up with a solution I like, I
just have to hope I can pull it off to everyone's satisfaction. I know
that I have multiple other fics in the lurk...and I will get to them.
Along with another major new one that has been begging for attention
like that annoying little kid you just want to throttle. But the major
break that I managed to give myself this summer was wholly necessary.
I got to go to a con, sure, but I was also recovering from a major
illness...so I ended up sleeping quite a bit. And as we all know, sleep
cuts into writing time.
************************************************************************
Kagome's eyes had slipped to the waters surface as she appeared frustrated
and quite deep in thought and then, suddenly, her head dropped into her
hands. 'Ahhhhh! After all the hard work I put into bringing them closer...'
Her head shook in her hands. 'But this is not Sango-chan's fault after all.
I mean, it's not possible for her to control losing her own memory....'
Sango felt the heat from her blush slowly subside from her cheeks, as concern
for her friend and her current situation took firm hold in her mind.
"Ummm...Kagome-san..." She fidgeted as the weight of Kagome's still troubled
stare fell upon her. "Maybe it'll help me recall better if you remind me
how we all met."
Kagome features softened, as the edges of her lips turned slightly upwards.
'It would be best for Sango-chan to remember soon...but her past is so
troubling. I wouldn't be fair to set it before her all at once.' She
nibbled lightly at the corner of her lip. '
"Well, from what I know, you lived in small village in the mountains..."
************************************************************************
Inuyasha lounged across the floorboards, peering suspiciously at the Miko,
who continued to smile softly as she continued her chores.
"Oi...Baa-baa." He drawled. "What are you so damn happy about?"
She pulled her eyes away from her work, looking up at him with that ever present
smile, the edges of her lips pulled tight in slight irritation. "Nothing in
particular, boy," pointedly emphasizing the 'boy.' "I'm just pleased that your
friend is a awake and has recovered so quickly."
Inuyasha pouted a bit, offering a seemingly indifferent "Un."
Atsue turned her attention back to her herbs, grinding the dried leaves down
until she heard the barely audible clink of mortar and pestle. "I just hope
I can get prepare this tea before she returns." Her voice began to trail off.
"It might just help her to remember..."
The words may have been quiet, but they were certainly loud enough for
Inuyasha's ears to hear. His eyes flashed opened, a registering first
shock and replaced by confusion. "Remember what?"
Atsue sighed softly. "I'm afraid the poor dear has forgotten her past..."
************************************************************************
Sango's eyes were closed tight, her eyelids pulsing with the slightest
movement as she strained her mind. She and Kagome had been sitting in
mutual silence for a few minutes, as the Taiji-ya tried to remember even
the tiniest detail of her life, either before or during her time with
their ragtag little family.
Kagome bit her lip as she watched. She had been careful to omit the
details about the deaths of her friends and family. Crossing her
fingers beneath the water's surface, she prayed it was enough to help
Sango-chan. "Does that help, Sango-chan?"
Very slowly, Sango's eyes slid open, unveiling the sad eyes that regarded
her apologetically. "I'm sorry, Kagome-san." Her head shook as she tightly
fisted her palm, venting only the surface of her frustration. She stood up
suddenly, reaching for the towel that lay in a clumsy pile upon the stony
shore and weaving around her naked form tightly. "I can see a face...but
it's still very blurry ."
Kagome quietly followed suit, pulling herself out of the water to dry off
on the shore. "I know it doesn't help much, Sango-chan, but I'm sorry that
I couldn't be any help."
The lapping of the water upon stone and the hum of forest life from the nearby
woods were all that could be heard as they dressed.
"Ummm...Kagome-san..."
"Hmmm?"
"You don't suppose that face I couldn't quite see..." Sango stammered, nervously
bowing her head to sum up her courage. A rosy blush lingered across her cheeks.
"You don't suppose that was my husband, do you?"
Kagome paled, almost dropping her shirt in her hands back onto the ground.
"Husband?"
Sango nodded, not quite able to meet Kagome's eyes and blushing as bright as
ever. "I think you called him, Miroku-sama." Her hands drifted up to lay upon
her cheeks, trying to conceal the blush. "Atsue-sama said that he spent last
night at my bedside."
"Ah." The confusion promptly cleared from Kagome's eyes. "But he is not your
husband, Sango-chan--"
Sango released an audible sigh of relief, glad to be free of the burden. But
somewhere in the back of her mind, she felt the slightest twinge of sadness.
It must have been clear in her eyes, because Kagome was quick to add, "--he's
your fiance."