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Chapter Fourteen
Cold, Part Two
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"I told you... you can't get away from me that easily... Sango." Said a frozen and foreboding voice Sango greatly despised.
Miroku and Sango saw a head appear silhouetted in the light. Pale with crimson eyes and a sinister grin, long inky hair fluttering behind him.
"N-Naraku..." Sango said in a hushed voice.
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"What is it you want?" she demanded, glaring heatedly.
Naraku laughed, "You know what it is I want. You, but there were some things in the way, so I sent that weakling fire demon who was no help at all."
Miroku's eyes widened. "S-so Akina was working for you all this time?!"
"Yes, of course she was. As well as those little rat demons..."
Sango narrowed her eyes even more. 'Guh, how dare he try to hurt my little brother!'
"Huh? What rat demons?" Miroku asked.
Naraku turned to Sango, his cynical grin widening even more. "Sango... why don't you tell him your little secret?"
Sango gulped audibly. She turned to face Miroku, eyes filled with guilt and a look that showed she was afraid he would turn her away.
"Sango, what is he talking about?" Miroku asked.
Naraku chuckled again. "Fool, have you not noticed at least once or twice a night when Sango wasn't in the dorm?"
Miroku thought about it. "Well... I thought there were some nights it seemed so quiet..."
Naraku laughed again. Sango had had anough of him. And that last laugh finally snapped the last straw. "YOU"RE GOING TO DIE NARAKU! WHETHER I HAVE A WEAPON OR NOT!"
Naraku's smirk faded as Sango launched at him, with only her fists.
"NO! Sango!!" Miroku yelled.
"SANGO!!!!" Ranko and Kagome screamed from where their bodies were tossed like rag dolls.
Sango heard their voices ringing in her ears, but her main focus was on Naraku. With a piercing yell, she laid a punch on his chest, and an uppercut which sent him skidding backwards.
Blood dribbled off of Naraku's chin. "You are one of the first to draw my blood... and you shall be the last." He hissed.
He charged at Sango, hair flaring out behind him. Sango lunged out just in time before a huge gash slashed across her stomach.
"AGH!" she cried. Miroku's gasped. Where had Naraku gotten a sword all of a sudden and... he didn't know Sango could fight so well! He knew he could punch harder than some boys and leave his face red for hours from a slap...
He saw Sango crouching as she tried to stand, clutching her chest. He called out her name and rushed over to her.
"Miroku! Stay back!" she yelled angrily. He stopped in his tracks, concern and misunderstanding on his face.
Sango turned her attention back to Naraku who had the evil pleased look back on his face. 'It's probably what he wants... he wants Miroku to come over to distract me... and he'll hurt him. I don't want Miroku to hurt because of my pain.'
"I WON"T LET YOU HURT MIROKU!" Sango cried. Ignoring the searing cut, she heaved herself up and charged at Naraku, sending him a roundhouse kick. Her foot collided with his cheek and more of his putrid blood sputtered out from his mouth.
She backed away as he swiped at her. Sango looked around her. 'Damnit! I need a weapon!' She saw a long shaft of wood that had broken off from the wellhouse.
'Hmm. Good enough.' Sango ran over and snatched up the long piece of wood, brandishing te pointed end in front of her.
Holding it like a spear or sword, Sango charged at Naraku.
"DIE NARAKU!"
Naraku caught Sango around the neck, clenching tightly. He sneered at her. "My dear Sango..." his eyes widened.
"I am not your dear Sango and never will be." She said through gritted teeth, twisting the shaft harshly around his chest at a painful angle. His blood splattered all over her.
"Sango... If you want to kill me... you'll have to die as well."
Sango gasped and made choking noises as his hands tightened even more, his nails puncturing the soft skin of her neck as Naraku began to stumble.
Miroku trembled, feet frozen to the spot. "Sango..."
He saw her face turn to him, staring into each others understanding eyes from a distance.
"Miroku..."
~~~ flashbacks ~~~
...Miroku rushed over to Sango, who was clutching her chest, face contorted in pain. "Sango! Are you all right?!"
...He did not know that his plans were already taking their toll on Sango. He looked at her sober face. Miroku frowned for he did not like to see Sango unhappy. Smiling, he leaned closer to her.
...Sango was still steaming when she felt a hand squeezing her cheeks, and they were not the blushing cheeks on her face.
"HENTAI!!!!!!!!!!" Sango shrieked as she clobbered Miroku.
...She turned to look at Miroku. His neck was bruised where Akina's fingers had clasped. His eyes were different than before, something Sango had never seen. They were deep, filled with sadness, yet joy at the same time and she did not understand. He lifted a hand to reach out to her, struggling to stand.
Sango turned as a tear glided down her face and off her gas mask, falling as a perfect crystal onto the roof.
..."Nothing! You understand nothing at all. You just don't get it!! Miroku, you don't know, and if you never will know!" Sango screamed. Unbidden tears welled up in her eyes and ran rivers down her cheeks.
"Sango..." whispered Miroku, reaching up to her with one hand outstretched
...'You can make the most of it! Do something!' the nagging voice piped up again. Before Sango realized it, as if the voice had made her do it, she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Miroku almost jumped out of his skin. Sango! Sango was leaning on him! Afraid she would move away, he remained motionless.
..."Mistletoe..."
Sango hesitated, before she began coming closer to him as well. She swallowed, feeling as if her heart was fluttering in her throat. Everything seemed to have materialized away except for him and the golden lights which suddenly seemed to whirl around in her vision.
A scent unlike any other assaulted her senses. It was like pine trees and tea mixed with a scent that was unique and belonged only, and exclusively to him. He was so close now she could feel his breaths feathering against her lips.
Miroku's bottom lip brushed Sango's lightly. His eyes were slowly closing as hers were already. He went to deepen the kiss, feeling a tingling sensation run through them
...
~~~ end flashbacks ~~~
"Miroku..." whispered Sango. "I want you to know... That I-I am the Exterminator..."
Miroku's eyes widened as Sango's body shuddered, ten went still, flopping on top of Naraku's already motionless one.
"N-no... SANGO!!!!!"
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The funeral was a small one, held two days after Sango's battle with Naraku.
Miroku, Kagome, Inuyasha, Shippo, Kohaku, and Ranko were the only ones there along with a few other Sango knew.
Miroku felt tears slide off his cheeks. They didn't have enogh money amongst all of tem to afford a coffin for Sango, so she was only placed into the ground before dirt was thrown carelessly on top of her, not even smoothed out.
It was raining, the mood reflecting Miroku's. Kagome and Ranko shared an umbrella, Kohaku and Shippo under another. They watched Miroku, hugging the slab of stone, clutching bright yellow daisies in one sopping hand. He sobbed, letting his tears water her grave.
"Miroku... we should really go. You're going to get sick..." Miroku looked up, red eyed. He sighed, placing the flowers down and arranging them. He sniffed, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. Kagome put her arm around him comfortingly and they all slowly dragged themselves away from the gray and mournful place.
No one noticed the flowers on Sango's grave shiver... or the dirt shuddering as it was shoved aside...
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BWUHAHAHA! I promise to update soon! ^____^ this is probably my evilest cliffhanger yet! Thanks goes out to Icewings for the idea!
Reviews:
Lil-strange-person: Ack! Sorry I didn't respond to you last chapter because you know what? I posted chapter 12 yesterday and right after that, your review pops up! GRR! Hehe, don't get too into it or you might get possessed, obsessed, or something.... me weird.
Little-Sango-Chan: Yah Kouga! Clobber Naraku! XD OH YEAH, SURE! You haven't been eating sugar!!!! Oh yah, b-chan loves the nickname you gave her!!! ^____^
Moon Prynces: Hmm... because I'm a weirdly evil crazy person in love with Kenshin who even asked her mom if she could marry him. Well, you can tell I am weird. Just look at my name!!! Weird, LIKE ME! Ooh, can't wait, can't wait! Tell me when next chappie is up! ^^
Waterflash: You gotta tell me when you update! I love the idea! You know, I had weird thought, what if she was a ninja?!?!! *gets an image of Misao* ^_^ Mou! My grandma made me play Scrabble with her! Grr! And of course I lost, well I didn't even try. Most of my words were like dog and it and bum... Ranko: HEY! THAT"S MY WORD!
Tomboy: OK I UPDATED YOU LOYAL PERSON! Wow, be careful with the caps lock! XD
Hyperchica11: HAHAHA! B-chan is evil weird person! ^___^ Hey! Don't die! Then you won't find out what happens! XD BWUHAHA! Are you really hyper?
Kitai Matsuru: The idea to lock them just popped into my head like the thought of bringing them to Kagome's house so I guess if that didn't pop into my head, that wouldn't pop up either. Kay, confusing myself. RRGH! YOU"VE GOT THE SUBBED VERSION UP TO 110?! You are so EVIL! B-chan is jealous! *Starts bashing objects around her which include Ranko, Akina, and some other imaginary people*
~Babygirl~: Ha! Course I'll update soon! ^___^ You so nice!! I like anywho too!
Icewings: I made Naraku like Sango, well, not like like he loves her or anything, just be overly possessive like the bastard he is!!!! I thought it would be a good idea and change. BWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I SIMPLY LOVE YOUR IDEA!!!! AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M USING IT! Domo arigatou gozaimasu!!!!!! P.S. Cool name!
HeavenlyAnimeAngel: HAHAHAHA! B-chan loves writing trouble! ^____^
Chapter Fourteen
Cold, Part Two
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"I told you... you can't get away from me that easily... Sango." Said a frozen and foreboding voice Sango greatly despised.
Miroku and Sango saw a head appear silhouetted in the light. Pale with crimson eyes and a sinister grin, long inky hair fluttering behind him.
"N-Naraku..." Sango said in a hushed voice.
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"What is it you want?" she demanded, glaring heatedly.
Naraku laughed, "You know what it is I want. You, but there were some things in the way, so I sent that weakling fire demon who was no help at all."
Miroku's eyes widened. "S-so Akina was working for you all this time?!"
"Yes, of course she was. As well as those little rat demons..."
Sango narrowed her eyes even more. 'Guh, how dare he try to hurt my little brother!'
"Huh? What rat demons?" Miroku asked.
Naraku turned to Sango, his cynical grin widening even more. "Sango... why don't you tell him your little secret?"
Sango gulped audibly. She turned to face Miroku, eyes filled with guilt and a look that showed she was afraid he would turn her away.
"Sango, what is he talking about?" Miroku asked.
Naraku chuckled again. "Fool, have you not noticed at least once or twice a night when Sango wasn't in the dorm?"
Miroku thought about it. "Well... I thought there were some nights it seemed so quiet..."
Naraku laughed again. Sango had had anough of him. And that last laugh finally snapped the last straw. "YOU"RE GOING TO DIE NARAKU! WHETHER I HAVE A WEAPON OR NOT!"
Naraku's smirk faded as Sango launched at him, with only her fists.
"NO! Sango!!" Miroku yelled.
"SANGO!!!!" Ranko and Kagome screamed from where their bodies were tossed like rag dolls.
Sango heard their voices ringing in her ears, but her main focus was on Naraku. With a piercing yell, she laid a punch on his chest, and an uppercut which sent him skidding backwards.
Blood dribbled off of Naraku's chin. "You are one of the first to draw my blood... and you shall be the last." He hissed.
He charged at Sango, hair flaring out behind him. Sango lunged out just in time before a huge gash slashed across her stomach.
"AGH!" she cried. Miroku's gasped. Where had Naraku gotten a sword all of a sudden and... he didn't know Sango could fight so well! He knew he could punch harder than some boys and leave his face red for hours from a slap...
He saw Sango crouching as she tried to stand, clutching her chest. He called out her name and rushed over to her.
"Miroku! Stay back!" she yelled angrily. He stopped in his tracks, concern and misunderstanding on his face.
Sango turned her attention back to Naraku who had the evil pleased look back on his face. 'It's probably what he wants... he wants Miroku to come over to distract me... and he'll hurt him. I don't want Miroku to hurt because of my pain.'
"I WON"T LET YOU HURT MIROKU!" Sango cried. Ignoring the searing cut, she heaved herself up and charged at Naraku, sending him a roundhouse kick. Her foot collided with his cheek and more of his putrid blood sputtered out from his mouth.
She backed away as he swiped at her. Sango looked around her. 'Damnit! I need a weapon!' She saw a long shaft of wood that had broken off from the wellhouse.
'Hmm. Good enough.' Sango ran over and snatched up the long piece of wood, brandishing te pointed end in front of her.
Holding it like a spear or sword, Sango charged at Naraku.
"DIE NARAKU!"
Naraku caught Sango around the neck, clenching tightly. He sneered at her. "My dear Sango..." his eyes widened.
"I am not your dear Sango and never will be." She said through gritted teeth, twisting the shaft harshly around his chest at a painful angle. His blood splattered all over her.
"Sango... If you want to kill me... you'll have to die as well."
Sango gasped and made choking noises as his hands tightened even more, his nails puncturing the soft skin of her neck as Naraku began to stumble.
Miroku trembled, feet frozen to the spot. "Sango..."
He saw her face turn to him, staring into each others understanding eyes from a distance.
"Miroku..."
~~~ flashbacks ~~~
...Miroku rushed over to Sango, who was clutching her chest, face contorted in pain. "Sango! Are you all right?!"
...He did not know that his plans were already taking their toll on Sango. He looked at her sober face. Miroku frowned for he did not like to see Sango unhappy. Smiling, he leaned closer to her.
...Sango was still steaming when she felt a hand squeezing her cheeks, and they were not the blushing cheeks on her face.
"HENTAI!!!!!!!!!!" Sango shrieked as she clobbered Miroku.
...She turned to look at Miroku. His neck was bruised where Akina's fingers had clasped. His eyes were different than before, something Sango had never seen. They were deep, filled with sadness, yet joy at the same time and she did not understand. He lifted a hand to reach out to her, struggling to stand.
Sango turned as a tear glided down her face and off her gas mask, falling as a perfect crystal onto the roof.
..."Nothing! You understand nothing at all. You just don't get it!! Miroku, you don't know, and if you never will know!" Sango screamed. Unbidden tears welled up in her eyes and ran rivers down her cheeks.
"Sango..." whispered Miroku, reaching up to her with one hand outstretched
...'You can make the most of it! Do something!' the nagging voice piped up again. Before Sango realized it, as if the voice had made her do it, she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Miroku almost jumped out of his skin. Sango! Sango was leaning on him! Afraid she would move away, he remained motionless.
..."Mistletoe..."
Sango hesitated, before she began coming closer to him as well. She swallowed, feeling as if her heart was fluttering in her throat. Everything seemed to have materialized away except for him and the golden lights which suddenly seemed to whirl around in her vision.
A scent unlike any other assaulted her senses. It was like pine trees and tea mixed with a scent that was unique and belonged only, and exclusively to him. He was so close now she could feel his breaths feathering against her lips.
Miroku's bottom lip brushed Sango's lightly. His eyes were slowly closing as hers were already. He went to deepen the kiss, feeling a tingling sensation run through them
...
~~~ end flashbacks ~~~
"Miroku..." whispered Sango. "I want you to know... That I-I am the Exterminator..."
Miroku's eyes widened as Sango's body shuddered, ten went still, flopping on top of Naraku's already motionless one.
"N-no... SANGO!!!!!"
*********
The funeral was a small one, held two days after Sango's battle with Naraku.
Miroku, Kagome, Inuyasha, Shippo, Kohaku, and Ranko were the only ones there along with a few other Sango knew.
Miroku felt tears slide off his cheeks. They didn't have enogh money amongst all of tem to afford a coffin for Sango, so she was only placed into the ground before dirt was thrown carelessly on top of her, not even smoothed out.
It was raining, the mood reflecting Miroku's. Kagome and Ranko shared an umbrella, Kohaku and Shippo under another. They watched Miroku, hugging the slab of stone, clutching bright yellow daisies in one sopping hand. He sobbed, letting his tears water her grave.
"Miroku... we should really go. You're going to get sick..." Miroku looked up, red eyed. He sighed, placing the flowers down and arranging them. He sniffed, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. Kagome put her arm around him comfortingly and they all slowly dragged themselves away from the gray and mournful place.
No one noticed the flowers on Sango's grave shiver... or the dirt shuddering as it was shoved aside...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BWUHAHAHA! I promise to update soon! ^____^ this is probably my evilest cliffhanger yet! Thanks goes out to Icewings for the idea!
Reviews:
Lil-strange-person: Ack! Sorry I didn't respond to you last chapter because you know what? I posted chapter 12 yesterday and right after that, your review pops up! GRR! Hehe, don't get too into it or you might get possessed, obsessed, or something.... me weird.
Little-Sango-Chan: Yah Kouga! Clobber Naraku! XD OH YEAH, SURE! You haven't been eating sugar!!!! Oh yah, b-chan loves the nickname you gave her!!! ^____^
Moon Prynces: Hmm... because I'm a weirdly evil crazy person in love with Kenshin who even asked her mom if she could marry him. Well, you can tell I am weird. Just look at my name!!! Weird, LIKE ME! Ooh, can't wait, can't wait! Tell me when next chappie is up! ^^
Waterflash: You gotta tell me when you update! I love the idea! You know, I had weird thought, what if she was a ninja?!?!! *gets an image of Misao* ^_^ Mou! My grandma made me play Scrabble with her! Grr! And of course I lost, well I didn't even try. Most of my words were like dog and it and bum... Ranko: HEY! THAT"S MY WORD!
Tomboy: OK I UPDATED YOU LOYAL PERSON! Wow, be careful with the caps lock! XD
Hyperchica11: HAHAHA! B-chan is evil weird person! ^___^ Hey! Don't die! Then you won't find out what happens! XD BWUHAHA! Are you really hyper?
Kitai Matsuru: The idea to lock them just popped into my head like the thought of bringing them to Kagome's house so I guess if that didn't pop into my head, that wouldn't pop up either. Kay, confusing myself. RRGH! YOU"VE GOT THE SUBBED VERSION UP TO 110?! You are so EVIL! B-chan is jealous! *Starts bashing objects around her which include Ranko, Akina, and some other imaginary people*
~Babygirl~: Ha! Course I'll update soon! ^___^ You so nice!! I like anywho too!
Icewings: I made Naraku like Sango, well, not like like he loves her or anything, just be overly possessive like the bastard he is!!!! I thought it would be a good idea and change. BWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I SIMPLY LOVE YOUR IDEA!!!! AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M USING IT! Domo arigatou gozaimasu!!!!!! P.S. Cool name!
HeavenlyAnimeAngel: HAHAHAHA! B-chan loves writing trouble! ^____^
