The girl who wouldn't give up
by Sarah/p
Chapter Name, Impostor Confronted Chapter #14, enjoy!
/p
Kirashu stood there with Sarama several inches away from his face, staring into his eyes,
almost willing him to kiss her. 'Something's wrong... There's something different about
her eyes and I never remembered her hug feeling so empty and almost emotionless.'
"Sarama, is something wrong? Did something bother you? You're acting very strange." He felt
her finger on his lips as she spoke to him again in that different, almost seductive voice,
"I'm fine, all which I want is you." She leaned in to kiss him and he felt himself leaning
in to kiss her when he heard someone come into the forest and gasp. He looked over and
felt himself completely surprised and shocked when he saw the person was none other than
Sarama. "Sarama, is that you? And if that is you, who is this...?" Suddenly the thought struck
him, this must be the impostor who had posed as Sarama before, but why was this impostor
trying to kiss him? He quickly pushed her aside and drew his sword, clearly angry at being
tricked. "You'll pay for deceiving me! Who are you and what do you want?" Sarama was still
staring at her double but was slowly finding her voice again as she asked it, "What are you?"
The strange look in the impostor's eyes changed and quickly turned to cold, emotionless
eyes. The voice was cold and dead as she spoke, "I am a creation of you. I was made from
you and your hatred. I am the worst side of you, but I am also the best because I have no
soft, unwanted emotions clouding my judgment. I have every single one of your memories,
which are quite an inconvenience but proved somewhat useful this time, I came so close to
sucking out the soul of that foolish half-demon." Sarama felt her anger growing rapidly,
Kirashu's soul was almost taken from this ... monster, how dare it, and whoever made it.
The impostor seemed to know what Sarama was thinking about and smiled as she said in a cold
voice, "My master knows of your strong emotions for this half-demon. So he thought that
it would be quite amusing if I took his soul from him and see how you reacted to him being
dead. I must say for myself it would have been very fun to watch."
/p
Sarama couldn't stand it anymore, her emotions got the best of her as she lunged out at
the impostor screaming out, "Monster!" She felt her back hit a tree hard and the impostor's
hands grip her neck tightly and she felt herself being slowly suffocated. Kirashu tried
hard to save Sarama but he was stuck to the ground, a trick which only Sarama knew and
could do. He just watched hopelessly and yelled, "Sarama!" Sarama looked into the impostor's
eyes, and saw that it was looking at her necklace with a terrible look in her eyes. Before
she could muffle out a "Don't even dare think about it," it all ready had her necklace ripped
off and with the release of her neck Sarama fell down to the ground like a rag doll.
She didn't even wait to catch her breath, Sarama unsheathed her sword with amazing speed
and slashed threw the impostor's kimono, though she didn't connect with her flesh. She
yet again attacked but this time she slashed threw the impostor's arm and held her sword
right at her throat and with infuriated eyes demanded her necklace back. Instead of getting
her necklace back again the impostor shot Sarama flying backwards with the impostor's own
energy blast. As Sarama felt herself flying backwards she felt almost like a thousand
daggers were going threw her body, she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs at the
pain she felt but she soon just felt darkness. The impostor smiled evilly at the unconscious
Sarama but soon grabbed the arm which she had cut threw and walked over to Kirashu
and said in the same low, seductive voice, "Good-bye lover boy, we will meet again." Kirashu
growled deeply and fought the hold she had on him, but she held him there until she was
completely gone. Kirashu wanted to run after that stupid impostor and get her, but he
first ran over to Sarama and softly felt her head. She was completely knocked out, her face
was twisted in pain. 'I should have helped you ... what did that thing do to you?' Kirashu
picked up Sarama and held her like a delicate flower, he was very careful with her and
walked as slow as possible not to harm her anymore. It seemed like forever before he got
up to her room again, and he laid her carefully on her bed. He had never liked sleeping
inside but he wasn't going to leave her alone, so he sat closely to her and gave one last
look at her before drifting off to sleep.
/p
It had been a week since Sarama ran into her evil half, and she was still unconscious.
Kirashu was extremely worried for her, he sat by her and watched her day and night,
and never left her room. Prince Kiaiou constantly stopped to see the demon slayer too,
but he couldn't get anything out of the stubborn half-demon. He was surprisingly, rather
quiet, though whenever he mentioned anything about him being worried the half-demon only
grunted and said something about her just being a dumb girl who can't stay out of trouble.
But, the half-demon couldn't cover up all of his feelings and anyone could easily see the
concern in his golden eyes. That night Kirashu sat in his usual spot, not too close to
the demon slayer where he might fall asleep in her lap on accident, but not too far away
either, just close enough to get a good smell of her scent so that he would be able to
fall asleep, her scent had that calming effect on him. He felt his eyes slowly closing when
he saw Sarama finally stirring. "Sarama, are you awake?" He saw her eyelashes slowly
fluttered and her eyes opened. "Kirashu!" She quickly hugged the half-demon and then broke
the embrace just as quickly as she deeply blushed at her actions. She was very thankful
for the lack of light in the room and decided to explain her actions. "What's wrong you
stupid girl?" "I'm sorry Kirashu, it's just... I thought that horrible thing had tried to
steal your soul after I blacked out." He looked at her and saw how shaken she was so he
decided to soften his voice a bit, "She didn't harm me at all, just left with some parting
words." He growled at the thought of that woman and how she had deceived him so easily.
She looked over at Kirashu and smiled at him as she said, "Are you all right?" He looked
taken aback by the question but soon answered in his usual tone, "Feh, I'm fine woman."
Sarama just smiled at him but then she felt her neck and remembered that the impostor had
stolen her necklace, the only thing which she had left of her mother and father. She had
to find it, so without even thinking about the half-demon who was still looking at her, she
stood up and immediately left the room. Kirashu grabbed her arm and looked into her sad
eyes asked in a softer tone than his usual gruff one, "Where are you going?" "I have to
get what is rightfully mine." Sarama remembered to say her good-bye to Prince Kiaiou and
then left the village.
/p
She saw the sun just rising so this gave her a good amount of time
to catch up with the impostor. "Hey, Sarama, if you want to go any faster than you should
probably hop on my back." The demon slayer stopped walking and turned to him and smiled.
"Okay, have it your way." She wrapped her arms around his neck and the half-demon held
her legs and he ran as fast as he could. He decided to have some good fun and jumped
up into a tree and jumped from one tree to the other, seeming to fly threw the air.
Kirashu seemed to cover an incredible amount of distance very quickly, but they were still
not anywhere close to her evil double. Night came quickly and they set up camp where they
both thought was the safest. Kirashu could see that Sarama was very distant, and occasionally
reached around her neck, seeming to look for her necklace and not believe it was gone. She
soon left where she was sitting and walked away, she soon found a cliff which had a wonderful
view of the moon. She again felt her neck for her necklace but felt her eyes look down as
it was slowly hitting her that the impostor had stolen her necklace. "Sarama, are you all
right?" It seemed like he had been saying that a lot lately, but, he knew that she was
really troubled, he could tell that the necklace meant a lot to her, he didn't know why.
She didn't answer him so he decided to sit by her, looking at her sad face. "I'm sorry
I have to worry you again Kirashu, thanks for staying by my side and putting up with my
pitiful emotions." "Your emotions aren't pitiful, they are what separate you from that
impostor." She smiled at him and felt herself blush at the thought she was going to say.
"Do you mind, if you stay with me the rest of the night?" "No, I don't," he said it in his
unusually soft tone. She then hugged him again, yet this hug was much longer, and it
reminded him of their first embrace. She lingered in his arms for a while and then slowly
broke the embrace and sat closer to him. Feeling his warmth and his closeness Sarama
slowly felt her eyelids grow heavy and fall off into the comfort of sleep. She fell asleep
on Kirashu's shoulder and the half-demon immediately felt himself tense up at her being
so close. He softly said, "Sarama," but she was fast asleep. He didn't want to wake
her up but picked her up and moved her to a more comfortable spot. She moved a little bit
but didn't wake up, Kirashu looked at her sleeping form and smiled, finding a tree not
far from her and laid against it, feeling himself fall slowly asleep he stole one last
glance at the demon slayer and then fell asleep.
/p
You meet the other Sarama, who is completely evil, doesn't have a good bone in her body.
And even though Prince Kiaiou is mighty charming, and royalty, seems like he just couldn't
compete with that stubborn half-demon, lol.
by Sarah/p
Chapter Name, Impostor Confronted Chapter #14, enjoy!
/p
Kirashu stood there with Sarama several inches away from his face, staring into his eyes,
almost willing him to kiss her. 'Something's wrong... There's something different about
her eyes and I never remembered her hug feeling so empty and almost emotionless.'
"Sarama, is something wrong? Did something bother you? You're acting very strange." He felt
her finger on his lips as she spoke to him again in that different, almost seductive voice,
"I'm fine, all which I want is you." She leaned in to kiss him and he felt himself leaning
in to kiss her when he heard someone come into the forest and gasp. He looked over and
felt himself completely surprised and shocked when he saw the person was none other than
Sarama. "Sarama, is that you? And if that is you, who is this...?" Suddenly the thought struck
him, this must be the impostor who had posed as Sarama before, but why was this impostor
trying to kiss him? He quickly pushed her aside and drew his sword, clearly angry at being
tricked. "You'll pay for deceiving me! Who are you and what do you want?" Sarama was still
staring at her double but was slowly finding her voice again as she asked it, "What are you?"
The strange look in the impostor's eyes changed and quickly turned to cold, emotionless
eyes. The voice was cold and dead as she spoke, "I am a creation of you. I was made from
you and your hatred. I am the worst side of you, but I am also the best because I have no
soft, unwanted emotions clouding my judgment. I have every single one of your memories,
which are quite an inconvenience but proved somewhat useful this time, I came so close to
sucking out the soul of that foolish half-demon." Sarama felt her anger growing rapidly,
Kirashu's soul was almost taken from this ... monster, how dare it, and whoever made it.
The impostor seemed to know what Sarama was thinking about and smiled as she said in a cold
voice, "My master knows of your strong emotions for this half-demon. So he thought that
it would be quite amusing if I took his soul from him and see how you reacted to him being
dead. I must say for myself it would have been very fun to watch."
/p
Sarama couldn't stand it anymore, her emotions got the best of her as she lunged out at
the impostor screaming out, "Monster!" She felt her back hit a tree hard and the impostor's
hands grip her neck tightly and she felt herself being slowly suffocated. Kirashu tried
hard to save Sarama but he was stuck to the ground, a trick which only Sarama knew and
could do. He just watched hopelessly and yelled, "Sarama!" Sarama looked into the impostor's
eyes, and saw that it was looking at her necklace with a terrible look in her eyes. Before
she could muffle out a "Don't even dare think about it," it all ready had her necklace ripped
off and with the release of her neck Sarama fell down to the ground like a rag doll.
She didn't even wait to catch her breath, Sarama unsheathed her sword with amazing speed
and slashed threw the impostor's kimono, though she didn't connect with her flesh. She
yet again attacked but this time she slashed threw the impostor's arm and held her sword
right at her throat and with infuriated eyes demanded her necklace back. Instead of getting
her necklace back again the impostor shot Sarama flying backwards with the impostor's own
energy blast. As Sarama felt herself flying backwards she felt almost like a thousand
daggers were going threw her body, she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs at the
pain she felt but she soon just felt darkness. The impostor smiled evilly at the unconscious
Sarama but soon grabbed the arm which she had cut threw and walked over to Kirashu
and said in the same low, seductive voice, "Good-bye lover boy, we will meet again." Kirashu
growled deeply and fought the hold she had on him, but she held him there until she was
completely gone. Kirashu wanted to run after that stupid impostor and get her, but he
first ran over to Sarama and softly felt her head. She was completely knocked out, her face
was twisted in pain. 'I should have helped you ... what did that thing do to you?' Kirashu
picked up Sarama and held her like a delicate flower, he was very careful with her and
walked as slow as possible not to harm her anymore. It seemed like forever before he got
up to her room again, and he laid her carefully on her bed. He had never liked sleeping
inside but he wasn't going to leave her alone, so he sat closely to her and gave one last
look at her before drifting off to sleep.
/p
It had been a week since Sarama ran into her evil half, and she was still unconscious.
Kirashu was extremely worried for her, he sat by her and watched her day and night,
and never left her room. Prince Kiaiou constantly stopped to see the demon slayer too,
but he couldn't get anything out of the stubborn half-demon. He was surprisingly, rather
quiet, though whenever he mentioned anything about him being worried the half-demon only
grunted and said something about her just being a dumb girl who can't stay out of trouble.
But, the half-demon couldn't cover up all of his feelings and anyone could easily see the
concern in his golden eyes. That night Kirashu sat in his usual spot, not too close to
the demon slayer where he might fall asleep in her lap on accident, but not too far away
either, just close enough to get a good smell of her scent so that he would be able to
fall asleep, her scent had that calming effect on him. He felt his eyes slowly closing when
he saw Sarama finally stirring. "Sarama, are you awake?" He saw her eyelashes slowly
fluttered and her eyes opened. "Kirashu!" She quickly hugged the half-demon and then broke
the embrace just as quickly as she deeply blushed at her actions. She was very thankful
for the lack of light in the room and decided to explain her actions. "What's wrong you
stupid girl?" "I'm sorry Kirashu, it's just... I thought that horrible thing had tried to
steal your soul after I blacked out." He looked at her and saw how shaken she was so he
decided to soften his voice a bit, "She didn't harm me at all, just left with some parting
words." He growled at the thought of that woman and how she had deceived him so easily.
She looked over at Kirashu and smiled at him as she said, "Are you all right?" He looked
taken aback by the question but soon answered in his usual tone, "Feh, I'm fine woman."
Sarama just smiled at him but then she felt her neck and remembered that the impostor had
stolen her necklace, the only thing which she had left of her mother and father. She had
to find it, so without even thinking about the half-demon who was still looking at her, she
stood up and immediately left the room. Kirashu grabbed her arm and looked into her sad
eyes asked in a softer tone than his usual gruff one, "Where are you going?" "I have to
get what is rightfully mine." Sarama remembered to say her good-bye to Prince Kiaiou and
then left the village.
/p
She saw the sun just rising so this gave her a good amount of time
to catch up with the impostor. "Hey, Sarama, if you want to go any faster than you should
probably hop on my back." The demon slayer stopped walking and turned to him and smiled.
"Okay, have it your way." She wrapped her arms around his neck and the half-demon held
her legs and he ran as fast as he could. He decided to have some good fun and jumped
up into a tree and jumped from one tree to the other, seeming to fly threw the air.
Kirashu seemed to cover an incredible amount of distance very quickly, but they were still
not anywhere close to her evil double. Night came quickly and they set up camp where they
both thought was the safest. Kirashu could see that Sarama was very distant, and occasionally
reached around her neck, seeming to look for her necklace and not believe it was gone. She
soon left where she was sitting and walked away, she soon found a cliff which had a wonderful
view of the moon. She again felt her neck for her necklace but felt her eyes look down as
it was slowly hitting her that the impostor had stolen her necklace. "Sarama, are you all
right?" It seemed like he had been saying that a lot lately, but, he knew that she was
really troubled, he could tell that the necklace meant a lot to her, he didn't know why.
She didn't answer him so he decided to sit by her, looking at her sad face. "I'm sorry
I have to worry you again Kirashu, thanks for staying by my side and putting up with my
pitiful emotions." "Your emotions aren't pitiful, they are what separate you from that
impostor." She smiled at him and felt herself blush at the thought she was going to say.
"Do you mind, if you stay with me the rest of the night?" "No, I don't," he said it in his
unusually soft tone. She then hugged him again, yet this hug was much longer, and it
reminded him of their first embrace. She lingered in his arms for a while and then slowly
broke the embrace and sat closer to him. Feeling his warmth and his closeness Sarama
slowly felt her eyelids grow heavy and fall off into the comfort of sleep. She fell asleep
on Kirashu's shoulder and the half-demon immediately felt himself tense up at her being
so close. He softly said, "Sarama," but she was fast asleep. He didn't want to wake
her up but picked her up and moved her to a more comfortable spot. She moved a little bit
but didn't wake up, Kirashu looked at her sleeping form and smiled, finding a tree not
far from her and laid against it, feeling himself fall slowly asleep he stole one last
glance at the demon slayer and then fell asleep.
/p
You meet the other Sarama, who is completely evil, doesn't have a good bone in her body.
And even though Prince Kiaiou is mighty charming, and royalty, seems like he just couldn't
compete with that stubborn half-demon, lol.