The girl who wouldn't give up
by Sarah
/P
Chapter Name, Nearly dead, but alive again #29, enjoy!
/P
Kokiyu looked down at the two and hated to wake Kirashu up, he just looked so peaceful and
happy. The half-demon had his arm wrapped protectively around the demon slayer's waist
and his head was nestled in the woman's neck. 'They'd have the cutest kids'. The young
girl giggled at the idea and the half-demon awoke at the sound, blinking sleepily. "Hey,
what are you laughing about...?" He suddenly noticed that he had his arm wrapped around
Sarama's waist and was extremely close to her face too. "Um, nothing happened, I just thought ... she might be cold." Kokiyu just smiled at him and slowly unwound the bandages around the
demon slayer's stomach and looked at the wound. "Wow, it looks almost completely healed,
I'm so glad to say that she will probably be up by tomorrow or even today." Kokiyu saw
the mixed emotions in the half-demon's face. He was ecstatic that Sarama was going to be
all right, but he wanted more time for his decision. "I need to take a walk." Kirashu
started to walk outside but stopped when Kokiyu called to him, "You aren't going to leave
again, are you?" "No, I just need some air." And with that said he left the hut and walked
away, wondering what he should do.
/p
"Kirashu..." Kokiyu looked down at the demon slayer and watched as her eyes slowly opened
and she looked around expectantly to see the half-demon right next to her. 'He's not here,
but wait, that wasn't just a dream, I was attacked! And, he, saved me, didn't he?' The
woman closed her eyes tightly and faintly remembered the half-demon holding her hand and
telling her not to die on him, and then the feeling of his arm wrapped around hers. "Sarama!
You're all right!" The young girl hugged the demon slayer tightly and Sarama hugged her
back, smiling at the young girl's happiness. "Yes, I'm fine, but I could have sworn, that ... that Kirashu was here, probably just a stupid mistake." Sarama immediately felt the young
girl stop hugging her and she looked into Kokiyu's eyes, and the young girl couldn't hide
anything from her, the demon slayer immediately knew that the half-demon had been there.
Sarama stared at the young girl as she adverted her gaze downwards and the demon slayer
immediately ran out of the hut and ran in search for Kirashu. She felt herself suddenly
stop when she felt a cold stare on her back, and a familiar feeling of fear. 'Why do I feel
afraid, why? I'm never afraid ... who's watching me?' The woman looked desperately for whoever
was making her feel so comfortable and felt her eyes finally lay on a demon who was watching
her not too far away. She felt a shiver go down her eyes as she felt flashbacks of her parent's
deaths coming before her eyes and the demon who killed them. But, this demon didn't look the
same as the one who had attacked her parents. Sarama decided to first out who this demon
was and called Sosiyu over and ran him to where he was watching her.
/p
Sarama arrived at where the demon was and saw that he was waiting for her expectantly.
"My dear Sarama, we meet again, after so many years..." The demon slayer felt herself
inwardly shiver at the demon's chilling voice and immediately asked him, "How did you know
my name?" "I know many things about you, probably more than you want." He was walking toward
her and Sarama saw his eyes flash red and she felt herself jump backwards as she recognized
those red eyes. 'No, it couldn't be, it can't be...' Seeming to read her mind he spoke
in a chilling voice as he confirmed her fears, "Yes, I am proud to say I am the one
who killed your parents." The demon slayer immediately unsheathed her sword and felt her
anger coursing threw her veins as she screamed out, "Why?! Why did you kill them? Why did
you kill my village?" He smiled happily at her outburst as he replied, "I love it when you're
angry, you are the most beautiful when you embrace your hatred." Sarama felt her anger slipping as
she knew that him loving her hatred was defiantly not a good thing, and she tried her best
to control herself, she wanted answers, and then she'd kill this demon as painfully as
possible. "Answer my questions before I kill you!" The demon didn't look unfazed as he answered,
"I have never had as much pleasure as I did killing your parents. They fought to the bitter
end to save your life, and your mother was the most fun to kill, her being the strongest miko which
I had met." Sarama stepped back in surprise as she spoke in a disbelieving tone, "My mother,
she was a miko? I don't remember her being one, you must be lying!" He just smiled at her
as he took a step towards her, "Yes, she was rather strong, and beautiful too. But, I had
heard that her daughter was to be the strongest miko of them all I had to destroy such a
precious gem myself, but that proved to be tougher than I expected." Sarama held onto her
sword tightly but the demon kept telling the story and walking towards the frightened demon
slayer. "Though after I killed your parents you were completely defenseless, or so it seemed,
killing your parents in front of your eyes seemed to awaken your miko abilities and you
escaped me, but barely." His smile broadened as he added, "Though your miko abilities were
awakened the hate which had awakened them tainted your abilities and now you are left with
a sort of curse with which when you use your abilities excessively you become very weakened
and nearly kill yourself, it is the hatred which slowly consumes you which makes you even
more deadly now than you would have been if your parents had been alive." He then stepped
very closely to her as he spoke in an evil tone, "It is that hatred inside of you which
makes you beautiful. To let the hatred fully consume you, would make you a powerful tool
to demons. Though with your sentimental feelings toward other humans you would probably die
first, which is why you are slowly dying now." Sarama just stared at him in disbelief, and
felt her hatred growing by the second. "I never expected such a woman to fall in love, not
pure love that is. But, no, you did, and with a mutt at that, but I decided to use these
foolish feelings to my advantage as I knew the only thing to make you feel the pain which
you felt when you were younger and rekindle the hate within you would be to be deceived by
the only male which you had loved, and it brought me much pleasure to see the pain and hurt
you went threw, and still are going threw now." Sarama could hold it back no more, she had
heard enough, she viciously attacked the demon with her sword, trying to drive the sword into
his chest but he easily moved out of the way. "Now, it will not be me dying today, it will
be you." The demon then sprung at her and brought out the sword which was by his side and
drove it threw the woman's heart. Sarama fell backwards and landed on the ground her eyes
in complete shock, she felt her life slipping away and then, the blackness which she had
wanted for those four years envelop her and her eyes slowly close. 'Mother, father, I'm
going to be reunited with you, I have nothing here...' The demon heard her heart cease
beating and smiled as he said, "I thought that you would put up more of a fight than that."
He walked away and then disappeared, leaving the body of the fallen demon slayer on the ground.
/p
Kirashu was walking around when he felt a strange sense of evil which was nearby. He suddenly
felt very scared when he remembered that Sarama might be up and maybe she was fighting this
evil, whatever it was. He quickly sniffed the air and caught her scent, but it was full of
blood and he immediately ran off towards her. He saw the woman, laying on the ground, her
body covered in blood, and he could hear that her heart wasn't beating. 'She's dead, how
could she be dead?' He ran to her fallen body and looked at her blood which was spilled
everywhere, her blood smelled so powerful, unlike most human blood he recognized it as
what most of the demons were after when they attacked her. He kneeled beside her body and
felt tears welling up in his eyes, threatening to drop on the woman's body. 'Please wake
up, don't leave me alone, I can't live if you don't wake up.'
/p
Sarama was thrown into the darkness which she had wanted for such a long time, but it just
didn't feel right, somebody needed her, but who? She suddenly saw the images of Kirashu
come before her eyes and Kokiyu. 'I have a job to do, I can't die, and I have to avenge
my parents deaths.' With that thought the woman's heart began to faintly start beating again
and she slowly opened her eyes, looking up into Kirashu's and staring at his tear filled
eyes. Before the half-demon knew it the woman had him in a tight hug and then quickly
pushed him away and stood up while turning her back to him. She didn't know where she had
gotten her strength from, she had been dead a few seconds ago, but she guessed all of the
pain and hurt she had felt over the years was the cause of her sudden strength to stand.
"You ... you left me for four years. Why did you do such a thing Kirashu?" Kirashu could
hear the hurt in her voice and immediately stated, "Well, you attacked me. And then said
you hated and loathed me, what else was I supposed to do?" She spun around at what he said
and stared at him wide-eyed as she spoke in a high pitched tone, "I didn't attack you! I
wouldn't hurt you! And I've never told you I hated you." Kirashu just stared at the woman,
she was telling the truth, he knew that, but her words had lingered in his mind for such
a long time he was still stubborn didn't quite believe her. Just then the woman stumbled
forward and he immediately caught her in his arms and she fell into his chest. She looked
up at the half demon and apologized, her strength was leaving her quickly and she suddenly
felt very weak. "Take off your shirt," the half-demon told her nonchalant like. Sarama
did have strong feelings for him, but she immediately whacked him over his head for his
statement and turned her back to him again. "Hey, I wasn't being perverted, humph. Your
covered in blood, so just take off your shirt and I'll hand you mine, okay?" The demon slayer
thought over what he said and with her back turned to him took off her shirt and handed her
shirt to him, and he immediately gave her his as he studied her backside, slowly cursing to
himself at what he was doing, though he couldn't help it. She turned around with his shirt
on her and smiled as she noticed his strong gaze which he must have had on her backside, blushing
slightly at the same time. "You left me and now you can't get enough of staring at my backside?
I will never understand men, or males in your hand." Kirashu grunted at the remark and was
about to say the same with females when he saw the woman standing close to him. "You don't
know how much I missed you. Every day without you was miserable. I... I didn't ... feel whole
without you, just there with me." He looked into her painful and sad eyes, and he put his
hand on her cheek, saying in a soft tone, "I can believe it, because I felt the same pain.
You are a terrible woman, because you are so very beautiful, and though you don't know it,
your seductive, your eyes, your body, everything." The woman threw her arms around him
again, and he felt her tears soaking his shirt. "Don't ever leave me again! Please!" She
cried out in great sobs, he held her tightly feeling the same thing. He felt her weakening,
and before she fainted she softly said, "But, Kirashu, I need to avenge my parents death..."
"Avenge your parents death? Who did it? Was it the person who attacked you?" But he got
no answers, the woman was completely out and he picked her up and carried her the short
distance away to the village. 'This woman makes me worry too much, but she was completely
telling the truth when she said she didn't say or do those things, but who did if she didn't?'
/p
Will Kirashu stay with Sarama? Or, will he just leave her again? And if he does stay, will
she ever forgive him for leaving her for those four years? You'll have to stop by soon to
find out. *evil cackle*
by Sarah
/P
Chapter Name, Nearly dead, but alive again #29, enjoy!
/P
Kokiyu looked down at the two and hated to wake Kirashu up, he just looked so peaceful and
happy. The half-demon had his arm wrapped protectively around the demon slayer's waist
and his head was nestled in the woman's neck. 'They'd have the cutest kids'. The young
girl giggled at the idea and the half-demon awoke at the sound, blinking sleepily. "Hey,
what are you laughing about...?" He suddenly noticed that he had his arm wrapped around
Sarama's waist and was extremely close to her face too. "Um, nothing happened, I just thought ... she might be cold." Kokiyu just smiled at him and slowly unwound the bandages around the
demon slayer's stomach and looked at the wound. "Wow, it looks almost completely healed,
I'm so glad to say that she will probably be up by tomorrow or even today." Kokiyu saw
the mixed emotions in the half-demon's face. He was ecstatic that Sarama was going to be
all right, but he wanted more time for his decision. "I need to take a walk." Kirashu
started to walk outside but stopped when Kokiyu called to him, "You aren't going to leave
again, are you?" "No, I just need some air." And with that said he left the hut and walked
away, wondering what he should do.
/p
"Kirashu..." Kokiyu looked down at the demon slayer and watched as her eyes slowly opened
and she looked around expectantly to see the half-demon right next to her. 'He's not here,
but wait, that wasn't just a dream, I was attacked! And, he, saved me, didn't he?' The
woman closed her eyes tightly and faintly remembered the half-demon holding her hand and
telling her not to die on him, and then the feeling of his arm wrapped around hers. "Sarama!
You're all right!" The young girl hugged the demon slayer tightly and Sarama hugged her
back, smiling at the young girl's happiness. "Yes, I'm fine, but I could have sworn, that ... that Kirashu was here, probably just a stupid mistake." Sarama immediately felt the young
girl stop hugging her and she looked into Kokiyu's eyes, and the young girl couldn't hide
anything from her, the demon slayer immediately knew that the half-demon had been there.
Sarama stared at the young girl as she adverted her gaze downwards and the demon slayer
immediately ran out of the hut and ran in search for Kirashu. She felt herself suddenly
stop when she felt a cold stare on her back, and a familiar feeling of fear. 'Why do I feel
afraid, why? I'm never afraid ... who's watching me?' The woman looked desperately for whoever
was making her feel so comfortable and felt her eyes finally lay on a demon who was watching
her not too far away. She felt a shiver go down her eyes as she felt flashbacks of her parent's
deaths coming before her eyes and the demon who killed them. But, this demon didn't look the
same as the one who had attacked her parents. Sarama decided to first out who this demon
was and called Sosiyu over and ran him to where he was watching her.
/p
Sarama arrived at where the demon was and saw that he was waiting for her expectantly.
"My dear Sarama, we meet again, after so many years..." The demon slayer felt herself
inwardly shiver at the demon's chilling voice and immediately asked him, "How did you know
my name?" "I know many things about you, probably more than you want." He was walking toward
her and Sarama saw his eyes flash red and she felt herself jump backwards as she recognized
those red eyes. 'No, it couldn't be, it can't be...' Seeming to read her mind he spoke
in a chilling voice as he confirmed her fears, "Yes, I am proud to say I am the one
who killed your parents." The demon slayer immediately unsheathed her sword and felt her
anger coursing threw her veins as she screamed out, "Why?! Why did you kill them? Why did
you kill my village?" He smiled happily at her outburst as he replied, "I love it when you're
angry, you are the most beautiful when you embrace your hatred." Sarama felt her anger slipping as
she knew that him loving her hatred was defiantly not a good thing, and she tried her best
to control herself, she wanted answers, and then she'd kill this demon as painfully as
possible. "Answer my questions before I kill you!" The demon didn't look unfazed as he answered,
"I have never had as much pleasure as I did killing your parents. They fought to the bitter
end to save your life, and your mother was the most fun to kill, her being the strongest miko which
I had met." Sarama stepped back in surprise as she spoke in a disbelieving tone, "My mother,
she was a miko? I don't remember her being one, you must be lying!" He just smiled at her
as he took a step towards her, "Yes, she was rather strong, and beautiful too. But, I had
heard that her daughter was to be the strongest miko of them all I had to destroy such a
precious gem myself, but that proved to be tougher than I expected." Sarama held onto her
sword tightly but the demon kept telling the story and walking towards the frightened demon
slayer. "Though after I killed your parents you were completely defenseless, or so it seemed,
killing your parents in front of your eyes seemed to awaken your miko abilities and you
escaped me, but barely." His smile broadened as he added, "Though your miko abilities were
awakened the hate which had awakened them tainted your abilities and now you are left with
a sort of curse with which when you use your abilities excessively you become very weakened
and nearly kill yourself, it is the hatred which slowly consumes you which makes you even
more deadly now than you would have been if your parents had been alive." He then stepped
very closely to her as he spoke in an evil tone, "It is that hatred inside of you which
makes you beautiful. To let the hatred fully consume you, would make you a powerful tool
to demons. Though with your sentimental feelings toward other humans you would probably die
first, which is why you are slowly dying now." Sarama just stared at him in disbelief, and
felt her hatred growing by the second. "I never expected such a woman to fall in love, not
pure love that is. But, no, you did, and with a mutt at that, but I decided to use these
foolish feelings to my advantage as I knew the only thing to make you feel the pain which
you felt when you were younger and rekindle the hate within you would be to be deceived by
the only male which you had loved, and it brought me much pleasure to see the pain and hurt
you went threw, and still are going threw now." Sarama could hold it back no more, she had
heard enough, she viciously attacked the demon with her sword, trying to drive the sword into
his chest but he easily moved out of the way. "Now, it will not be me dying today, it will
be you." The demon then sprung at her and brought out the sword which was by his side and
drove it threw the woman's heart. Sarama fell backwards and landed on the ground her eyes
in complete shock, she felt her life slipping away and then, the blackness which she had
wanted for those four years envelop her and her eyes slowly close. 'Mother, father, I'm
going to be reunited with you, I have nothing here...' The demon heard her heart cease
beating and smiled as he said, "I thought that you would put up more of a fight than that."
He walked away and then disappeared, leaving the body of the fallen demon slayer on the ground.
/p
Kirashu was walking around when he felt a strange sense of evil which was nearby. He suddenly
felt very scared when he remembered that Sarama might be up and maybe she was fighting this
evil, whatever it was. He quickly sniffed the air and caught her scent, but it was full of
blood and he immediately ran off towards her. He saw the woman, laying on the ground, her
body covered in blood, and he could hear that her heart wasn't beating. 'She's dead, how
could she be dead?' He ran to her fallen body and looked at her blood which was spilled
everywhere, her blood smelled so powerful, unlike most human blood he recognized it as
what most of the demons were after when they attacked her. He kneeled beside her body and
felt tears welling up in his eyes, threatening to drop on the woman's body. 'Please wake
up, don't leave me alone, I can't live if you don't wake up.'
/p
Sarama was thrown into the darkness which she had wanted for such a long time, but it just
didn't feel right, somebody needed her, but who? She suddenly saw the images of Kirashu
come before her eyes and Kokiyu. 'I have a job to do, I can't die, and I have to avenge
my parents deaths.' With that thought the woman's heart began to faintly start beating again
and she slowly opened her eyes, looking up into Kirashu's and staring at his tear filled
eyes. Before the half-demon knew it the woman had him in a tight hug and then quickly
pushed him away and stood up while turning her back to him. She didn't know where she had
gotten her strength from, she had been dead a few seconds ago, but she guessed all of the
pain and hurt she had felt over the years was the cause of her sudden strength to stand.
"You ... you left me for four years. Why did you do such a thing Kirashu?" Kirashu could
hear the hurt in her voice and immediately stated, "Well, you attacked me. And then said
you hated and loathed me, what else was I supposed to do?" She spun around at what he said
and stared at him wide-eyed as she spoke in a high pitched tone, "I didn't attack you! I
wouldn't hurt you! And I've never told you I hated you." Kirashu just stared at the woman,
she was telling the truth, he knew that, but her words had lingered in his mind for such
a long time he was still stubborn didn't quite believe her. Just then the woman stumbled
forward and he immediately caught her in his arms and she fell into his chest. She looked
up at the half demon and apologized, her strength was leaving her quickly and she suddenly
felt very weak. "Take off your shirt," the half-demon told her nonchalant like. Sarama
did have strong feelings for him, but she immediately whacked him over his head for his
statement and turned her back to him again. "Hey, I wasn't being perverted, humph. Your
covered in blood, so just take off your shirt and I'll hand you mine, okay?" The demon slayer
thought over what he said and with her back turned to him took off her shirt and handed her
shirt to him, and he immediately gave her his as he studied her backside, slowly cursing to
himself at what he was doing, though he couldn't help it. She turned around with his shirt
on her and smiled as she noticed his strong gaze which he must have had on her backside, blushing
slightly at the same time. "You left me and now you can't get enough of staring at my backside?
I will never understand men, or males in your hand." Kirashu grunted at the remark and was
about to say the same with females when he saw the woman standing close to him. "You don't
know how much I missed you. Every day without you was miserable. I... I didn't ... feel whole
without you, just there with me." He looked into her painful and sad eyes, and he put his
hand on her cheek, saying in a soft tone, "I can believe it, because I felt the same pain.
You are a terrible woman, because you are so very beautiful, and though you don't know it,
your seductive, your eyes, your body, everything." The woman threw her arms around him
again, and he felt her tears soaking his shirt. "Don't ever leave me again! Please!" She
cried out in great sobs, he held her tightly feeling the same thing. He felt her weakening,
and before she fainted she softly said, "But, Kirashu, I need to avenge my parents death..."
"Avenge your parents death? Who did it? Was it the person who attacked you?" But he got
no answers, the woman was completely out and he picked her up and carried her the short
distance away to the village. 'This woman makes me worry too much, but she was completely
telling the truth when she said she didn't say or do those things, but who did if she didn't?'
/p
Will Kirashu stay with Sarama? Or, will he just leave her again? And if he does stay, will
she ever forgive him for leaving her for those four years? You'll have to stop by soon to
find out. *evil cackle*