The girl who wouldn't give up
by Sarah
/P
Chapter Name, My heart was whole #26, enjoy!
/P
The next day came painfully slow for the demon slayer, the sunlight hit her eyes and she
immediately woke up but it just didn't seem natural to have such a beautiful day when she
felt so terrible and sad inside. 'I really need to go somewhere, do something, but what?'
Sarama knew she had to keep on moving, to do anything which would momentarily keep her mind
away from thoughts of the half-demon and breaking down again. The woman slowly stood up
and looked down at the ground at her sword below. She grabbed the sword and looked at the
blood which was still stained into it, Kirashu's blood. With her hand on the sword's
blade she saw it glow a light blue and then the blood was completely gone. 'Who could have taken
my sword? I never even knew it was gone... And no one can touch it besides me, or another
human, but I placed a special spell on it so that no full-blooded demon could ever touch
it...' She shook her head for a second to clear her thoughts and immediately stood up and
held onto the sword for a second longer, almost begging it to show her who took the sword,
but nothing showed itself, and she finally sheathed the sword and stood there for a second,
thinking to herself yet again. 'The sword which has saved countless numbers of lives and
villages, the sword which was made especially for me and the powers which I have, it nearly
killed the person I loved.' The demon slayer decided to try to stop thinking about what had
happened and how it happened and walked out of the woods. She was surprised her legs could
actionably move from the spot they were in, and she just stood there outside of the woods,
wondering what she was doing, why wasn't she going after Kirashu, why not? 'Because, he left
you, he told you he didn't want you to go after him.' With that last thought the woman felt
the pain which had gripped her heart last night come painfully back, and she clutched her heart
for a second and willed it to stop. Sarama whistled softly and hoped that Sosiyu was nearby,
she didn't think she had the strength in her to walk anymore, even though she was perfectly
fine physically. Luckily the stallion came out the clearing and ran straight over to the demon slayer,
bumping her playfully with his nose and pawing the ground anxiously. Sarama quickly mounted
the stallion and headed off to the nearest water source which she knew, a small, secluded lake.
The woman dismounted the stallion and let him graze close-by while she took off most of her
clothes and left only a little bit on so that if she was caught she would still have something
covering herself. Sarama felt the cold water brushing against her bare skin and shivered
slightly. She welcomed the feel of the cold water as she dived into the water, for a second
she was only thinking of the coolness of the water and not of the thoughts of the half-demon.
Unfortunately for her she was being watched a demon, and she had no clue about it
until she resurfaced from below the water.
/p
Kirashu woke up the next morning remembering how he had seen scenes of him and the demon
slayer played before his eyes on the black sky. 'How pathetic, I'm pathetic, is this what love
does to you?' The half-demon tried to stand up proudly and act tough, but he found that he
lacked the heart and the strength to cover up his emotions. 'Love, what a terrible word.'
The word seemed to taunt him and haunt him at the same time. 'I need to run again.' The
thought occurred to him a second time and started to run as fast ever, to run from his emotions,
his thoughts, his feelings, his wants, and this love which seemed to laugh at him and tease
him from far away.
/p
"Leave me alone." Sarama said this completely emotionless, and the demon could tell this wasn't
the same fiery woman as yesterday. He walked out from where he was spying on her and looked
at the woman in the water, her eyes seemed to be completely dead, all which he saw was sadness
in them. The demon slayer remembered him as the strange, handsome demon from yesterday who
had gotten away from her. Though she didn't feel like much for fighting, she had to do
something to get her mind off of the half-demon so she slowly walked out of the water and
went to retrieve her sword, bow and arrow, and clothes which were on the bank, and were now behind the bothersome demon. The demon slayer walked out of the water and
tried to walk past the demon, but he wouldn't let her pass, and she watched as his eyes
were looking at anything besides her eyes. She looked down and her eyes flashed dangerously
as she screamed out, "Pervert!" And slapped him with all of her strength, pain, and hurt.
The handsome demon went flying to the ground and he felt his sore face where she had slapped
him. Sarama paid no attention to him and grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on. She
was about ready to grab her sword and bow and arrow when the handsome demon knocked her
to the ground. The demon slayer looked up at him but he stopped his attack when he saw how
blank her eyes were, something happened to her, and he wanted to know what was wrong with
her. "Hey, what the hell happened to you? You don't seem to be the same woman." Sarama stood
up and stared at him blankly, not sure what to say with his change from attacking her to asking
her what was wrong. "I don't want to talk about it." With that said she picked up her things
and started to walk away from him, but he wouldn't let her go so easily. "Don't want to talk
about what? I really couldn't care less to talk to such wenches as you, but you're different
from most, rather interesting." Sarama way of been a bit flattered before since he was pretty
handsome, but she didn't care about anything, any guy, demon, half-demon, they all seemed
the same compared to Kirashu. "I don't care if you find me interesting, I just don't want
to talk about it, or anything in that matter." The demon slayer walked away from him and
he immediately called out to her, "Fight me then. You couldn't beat me last time we fought."
Sarama sighed and turn around at the demon and spoke in a cold tone, "Fine. Prepare to die."
She drew her sword and dodged the demon's attacks as she slashed at his arms and legs,
making contact with him and sending him flying backwards. 'This isn't the same woman, not at
all, she has so much anger and hurt inside of her, it's making it impossible to even scratch
her.' The handsome demon jumped up to his feet and ran to attack the woman again but she
was one step ahead of him, grabbing her bow and arrow and sending an arrow at him so quickly
that he swore that he never saw her hands move. Sarama sent three more arrows, pinning the
demon securely against a tree and she stood there, the wind lightly blowing her hair around
as she stood there poised to send the last arrow right threw his heart. 'Now to kill him,
like he had planned to kill those people in that village...' She almost shot the arrow,
but the demon saw her eyes become soft for a second and he didn't say anything as she just
stood there, so close to killing him, but yet she wasn't, she seemed to be thinking about
what to do. The demon saw her shoulders drop in defeat as she brought her bow down and
placed her arrow away. "How come you didn't fight me like that yesterday?" The woman looked
at him and said in a cold, yet sad tone, "Because yesterday my heart was whole." With that
said she walked away from the demon and hung her head sadly as her only escape from her
memories just seemed to bring more. 'What a strange woman, defiantly strange, and such
amazing beauty and seductive curves about her body, I wonder why she didn't kill me when she
had a chance?'
/p
Ahhh, another chapter, another addition. Hoped you enjoyed it.
by Sarah
/P
Chapter Name, My heart was whole #26, enjoy!
/P
The next day came painfully slow for the demon slayer, the sunlight hit her eyes and she
immediately woke up but it just didn't seem natural to have such a beautiful day when she
felt so terrible and sad inside. 'I really need to go somewhere, do something, but what?'
Sarama knew she had to keep on moving, to do anything which would momentarily keep her mind
away from thoughts of the half-demon and breaking down again. The woman slowly stood up
and looked down at the ground at her sword below. She grabbed the sword and looked at the
blood which was still stained into it, Kirashu's blood. With her hand on the sword's
blade she saw it glow a light blue and then the blood was completely gone. 'Who could have taken
my sword? I never even knew it was gone... And no one can touch it besides me, or another
human, but I placed a special spell on it so that no full-blooded demon could ever touch
it...' She shook her head for a second to clear her thoughts and immediately stood up and
held onto the sword for a second longer, almost begging it to show her who took the sword,
but nothing showed itself, and she finally sheathed the sword and stood there for a second,
thinking to herself yet again. 'The sword which has saved countless numbers of lives and
villages, the sword which was made especially for me and the powers which I have, it nearly
killed the person I loved.' The demon slayer decided to try to stop thinking about what had
happened and how it happened and walked out of the woods. She was surprised her legs could
actionably move from the spot they were in, and she just stood there outside of the woods,
wondering what she was doing, why wasn't she going after Kirashu, why not? 'Because, he left
you, he told you he didn't want you to go after him.' With that last thought the woman felt
the pain which had gripped her heart last night come painfully back, and she clutched her heart
for a second and willed it to stop. Sarama whistled softly and hoped that Sosiyu was nearby,
she didn't think she had the strength in her to walk anymore, even though she was perfectly
fine physically. Luckily the stallion came out the clearing and ran straight over to the demon slayer,
bumping her playfully with his nose and pawing the ground anxiously. Sarama quickly mounted
the stallion and headed off to the nearest water source which she knew, a small, secluded lake.
The woman dismounted the stallion and let him graze close-by while she took off most of her
clothes and left only a little bit on so that if she was caught she would still have something
covering herself. Sarama felt the cold water brushing against her bare skin and shivered
slightly. She welcomed the feel of the cold water as she dived into the water, for a second
she was only thinking of the coolness of the water and not of the thoughts of the half-demon.
Unfortunately for her she was being watched a demon, and she had no clue about it
until she resurfaced from below the water.
/p
Kirashu woke up the next morning remembering how he had seen scenes of him and the demon
slayer played before his eyes on the black sky. 'How pathetic, I'm pathetic, is this what love
does to you?' The half-demon tried to stand up proudly and act tough, but he found that he
lacked the heart and the strength to cover up his emotions. 'Love, what a terrible word.'
The word seemed to taunt him and haunt him at the same time. 'I need to run again.' The
thought occurred to him a second time and started to run as fast ever, to run from his emotions,
his thoughts, his feelings, his wants, and this love which seemed to laugh at him and tease
him from far away.
/p
"Leave me alone." Sarama said this completely emotionless, and the demon could tell this wasn't
the same fiery woman as yesterday. He walked out from where he was spying on her and looked
at the woman in the water, her eyes seemed to be completely dead, all which he saw was sadness
in them. The demon slayer remembered him as the strange, handsome demon from yesterday who
had gotten away from her. Though she didn't feel like much for fighting, she had to do
something to get her mind off of the half-demon so she slowly walked out of the water and
went to retrieve her sword, bow and arrow, and clothes which were on the bank, and were now behind the bothersome demon. The demon slayer walked out of the water and
tried to walk past the demon, but he wouldn't let her pass, and she watched as his eyes
were looking at anything besides her eyes. She looked down and her eyes flashed dangerously
as she screamed out, "Pervert!" And slapped him with all of her strength, pain, and hurt.
The handsome demon went flying to the ground and he felt his sore face where she had slapped
him. Sarama paid no attention to him and grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on. She
was about ready to grab her sword and bow and arrow when the handsome demon knocked her
to the ground. The demon slayer looked up at him but he stopped his attack when he saw how
blank her eyes were, something happened to her, and he wanted to know what was wrong with
her. "Hey, what the hell happened to you? You don't seem to be the same woman." Sarama stood
up and stared at him blankly, not sure what to say with his change from attacking her to asking
her what was wrong. "I don't want to talk about it." With that said she picked up her things
and started to walk away from him, but he wouldn't let her go so easily. "Don't want to talk
about what? I really couldn't care less to talk to such wenches as you, but you're different
from most, rather interesting." Sarama way of been a bit flattered before since he was pretty
handsome, but she didn't care about anything, any guy, demon, half-demon, they all seemed
the same compared to Kirashu. "I don't care if you find me interesting, I just don't want
to talk about it, or anything in that matter." The demon slayer walked away from him and
he immediately called out to her, "Fight me then. You couldn't beat me last time we fought."
Sarama sighed and turn around at the demon and spoke in a cold tone, "Fine. Prepare to die."
She drew her sword and dodged the demon's attacks as she slashed at his arms and legs,
making contact with him and sending him flying backwards. 'This isn't the same woman, not at
all, she has so much anger and hurt inside of her, it's making it impossible to even scratch
her.' The handsome demon jumped up to his feet and ran to attack the woman again but she
was one step ahead of him, grabbing her bow and arrow and sending an arrow at him so quickly
that he swore that he never saw her hands move. Sarama sent three more arrows, pinning the
demon securely against a tree and she stood there, the wind lightly blowing her hair around
as she stood there poised to send the last arrow right threw his heart. 'Now to kill him,
like he had planned to kill those people in that village...' She almost shot the arrow,
but the demon saw her eyes become soft for a second and he didn't say anything as she just
stood there, so close to killing him, but yet she wasn't, she seemed to be thinking about
what to do. The demon saw her shoulders drop in defeat as she brought her bow down and
placed her arrow away. "How come you didn't fight me like that yesterday?" The woman looked
at him and said in a cold, yet sad tone, "Because yesterday my heart was whole." With that
said she walked away from the demon and hung her head sadly as her only escape from her
memories just seemed to bring more. 'What a strange woman, defiantly strange, and such
amazing beauty and seductive curves about her body, I wonder why she didn't kill me when she
had a chance?'
/p
Ahhh, another chapter, another addition. Hoped you enjoyed it.