The Haunting: Alive
By Seabreeze
A/N: Alright. . . final chapter. * crying * I really, really hope you all enjoyed this story and thanks so much for reading it. If I get enough requests, I'll do an abstract continuation. . . key word being "abstract". Meaning "different". Mwa.
Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi owns Inuyasha, and I own. . . Kenji. Oh geez, what have I gotten myself into. . .
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Miroku, Inuyasha, Kagome, and Shippo stopped just outside the village to look back. Shippo was trying his hardest not to cry, and Kagome was in shock.
"I can't believe she just. . .she's just going to. . ." Kagome whimpered, and Inuyasha growled.
"I told you she would, Kagome, but you insisted that she would leave with us. . ." he snapped, but he was floating around Kagome with worry, as if her crying would bring about the end of the world. Miroku looked away from both of them, trying hard not to say something acidic.
"Let's get going," he said coldly, walking away without a second glance. The remaining three stared after him.
"Boy. . . I knew Sango was Miroku's woman, but I didn't ever think he'd leave without her. . ." Shippo said in innocent awe. Inuyasha "feh'd" at him.
"Shows what you know." He said, but couldn't seem to think up anything more.
"No, Inuyasha," Kagome interjected. "I always kinda saw the two of them together, too, but I guess he's in too much denial to go get her back."
"Yeah, stupid monk's not used to having to sweat over Sango, he doesn't know how to handle it." Inuyasha snorted. Kagome looked at him.
"How would you've handled it, Inuyasha?" she asked curiously. Inuyasha sputtered in embarrassment.
"He wouldn't have had his hands on you- HER! . . .on her in the first place." He blushed furiously and looked away. Kagome giggled.
"Oh," she said, and then, under her breath, "Good boy."
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Sango peeked her head into the room her friends had slept the night before, but only Kirara occupied the room. She frowned and jogged to find them or Kenji.
"Ah, Sango!" Kenji called upon seeing her. He was grinning broadly, and bent to kiss her on the cheek. "My bride to be!" Sango froze and stared at him.
"Erm. . . where are my friends?" she asked, blushing at being called a "bride". Kenji's smile faltered.
"They've left. . . I thought. . . since you hadn't left with them. . . that you had decided to stay, and marry me." Now he was blushing, and the smile was replaced with worry.
"But I would never let them go without saying goodbye! What are you people thinking?" Sango snapped, angry. Kenji looked hopeful.
"So. . . you are staying? You'll marry me?" he asked. Sango sighed and reluctantly took his hand.
"Kenji. . .your offer is generous, and I was tempted, but my place is not here. I'm meant to be with my friends, because I am a part of them." She swallowed. "They are a part of me. We have the same goal. And. . . as rag-tag as we all are, I cannot fail to recognize them as my team and my family." She smiled guiltily at him, and he pulled his hand back to himself gently.
"I wish you had told me this when I first proposed, or when I asked permission to court you. I see now that you were leading me on, and I wish you had not." All this was said while looking at his lap.
"Kenji, I. . . I never meant to lead you on. I just never understood what I wanted, and you got the brunt of that. . . I'm sorry."
"Was HE what you wanted all along?" Kenji asked bitterly.
"He.?"
"The monk. Miroku." Kenji stared accusingly into her eyes.
"No! No!" Sango said immediately, but she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to ask herself the same question later. Kenji sighed and took her hand.
"I'm sorry I was so harsh, Sango, but I did believe you would marry me. And then I find out you are meant to be among others, one of which loves you as much as I do-"
"Miroku does not love me." Sango interrupted with finality. Kenji smiled sadly at her.
"He does. He essentially told me whenever we spoke of you together." He said, and seemed to be struggling with a smile before he looked away. "I am sorry, I cannot contain my jealousy. Two men love you, and I am one, but you will be with the other."
"Kenji, I do not love you." She winced at the sincerity her voice held, but continued. "You are a valued friend I will remember forever, but I do not love you, nor do I love the monk." She couldn't help but feel that she was lying through her teeth somehow, but it was the truth. She blushed again as he kissed her cheek again.
"Then go, Sango." He smiled. "Go where you will be happy." Sango had been in the process of leaving, but she froze and on instinct kissed his cheek in return.
"Thank you for understanding, Kenji." She left the room, gathered hiraikotsu and Kirara, and flew off in pursuit of her friends.
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The mood was somber for the remaining four members of Inuyasha's group. All were depressed at having to go on without Sango, but Miroku was sour, and the other three distanced themselves from him to avoid it. Kagome sighed and glanced back at the village.
"What am I supposed to do without Sango?" she asked softly, keeping her voice quiet so it wouldn't break. Inuyasha twitched at the sadness in her voice, but his reply was harsh- or as harsh as he could make it.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out," he snarled, but somehow Kagome found comfort in his voice.
"I don't think you'll have to figure it out," all four turned quickly to locate the voice, and sure enough, up in the sky on Kirara, was Sango.
"SANGO!!!!! KIRARA!!!!" Shippo jumped futilely to reach his friends, and Kagome and Sango laughed.
"What made you come back?" Kagome asked as Kirara's paws hit the ground gracefully. Shippo hurled himself at Kirara's chest and hugged her tightly, and then did the same to Sango. Sango giggled as she hugged the little kitsune back.
"You're my friends. You made me come back." She smiled and Kagome smiled back, but Inuyasha feh'd and turned around to walk next to Miroku, who was already heading on. Sango frowned.
"What wrong with you guys? Sango came back! She chose us!" Kagome yelled after them, sounding ticked off.
"Feh!"
"OSUWARI!!!!" Kagome ran and peeled Inuyasha out of his imprint in the ground before he could move to stand and instantly began lecturing him. Sango grinned; so things were back to normal. She glanced at Miroku, who hadn't looked at her once since she had hit the ground. Almost back to normal. She burst into a jog and caught up to walk by his side.
"Houshi-sama. . ."
"Sango. I thought you were staying to marry Kenji." His voice was cool and toneless. Sango's stomach fluttered in a jolt of fear that he would never forgive her.
"I may have considered it, but in the end, I was going to leave with you." She smiled weakly, but he merely looked at her.
"You shouldn't do that- play with his heart and my mind. It's not like you." He looked away.
"I- I didn't mean to. I just. . . I was confused for awhile." Sango stuttered in her rush to explain. "I don't want you to be angry with me-"
"I'm not angry with you." Miroku was smiling bitterly, and Sango felt her worry grow.
"But you're upset. . ." without knowing, she was holding tightly to Miroku's sleeve. Upon noticing this, she dropped it quickly. Miroku turned to her and took her hands gently.
"I almost lost you to a village and a man, Sango. For the second time." Miroku was now smiling affectionately down at her. Sango blushed furiously and tried to clear her muddled mind, but found that she couldn't.
"I. . . I. . . you haven't lost me." It was the only thing she could pull through the rabble that was her mind, and it was the only thing he needed to hear. He smiled warmly, innocent and glowing.
"I'm glad." Miroku reached for her hand and took it, squeezing gently before letting it drop to her side again. "It would be lonely out here without my best companion." The look in his eyes told Sango exactly what she had always wanted to hear from him secretly, but she blushed furiously and denied it like crazy.
"It might've gotten a little lonely back there without a lecher for company." She shot back, but she was smiling. Miroku grinned brilliantly.
"Glad to see you've found your home."
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A/N: Well, that's it for the Haunting, unless enough people want my obscure and different "sequel", if you could call it that. Thanks for sticking with me, guys.
By Seabreeze
A/N: Alright. . . final chapter. * crying * I really, really hope you all enjoyed this story and thanks so much for reading it. If I get enough requests, I'll do an abstract continuation. . . key word being "abstract". Meaning "different". Mwa.
Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi owns Inuyasha, and I own. . . Kenji. Oh geez, what have I gotten myself into. . .
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Miroku, Inuyasha, Kagome, and Shippo stopped just outside the village to look back. Shippo was trying his hardest not to cry, and Kagome was in shock.
"I can't believe she just. . .she's just going to. . ." Kagome whimpered, and Inuyasha growled.
"I told you she would, Kagome, but you insisted that she would leave with us. . ." he snapped, but he was floating around Kagome with worry, as if her crying would bring about the end of the world. Miroku looked away from both of them, trying hard not to say something acidic.
"Let's get going," he said coldly, walking away without a second glance. The remaining three stared after him.
"Boy. . . I knew Sango was Miroku's woman, but I didn't ever think he'd leave without her. . ." Shippo said in innocent awe. Inuyasha "feh'd" at him.
"Shows what you know." He said, but couldn't seem to think up anything more.
"No, Inuyasha," Kagome interjected. "I always kinda saw the two of them together, too, but I guess he's in too much denial to go get her back."
"Yeah, stupid monk's not used to having to sweat over Sango, he doesn't know how to handle it." Inuyasha snorted. Kagome looked at him.
"How would you've handled it, Inuyasha?" she asked curiously. Inuyasha sputtered in embarrassment.
"He wouldn't have had his hands on you- HER! . . .on her in the first place." He blushed furiously and looked away. Kagome giggled.
"Oh," she said, and then, under her breath, "Good boy."
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Sango peeked her head into the room her friends had slept the night before, but only Kirara occupied the room. She frowned and jogged to find them or Kenji.
"Ah, Sango!" Kenji called upon seeing her. He was grinning broadly, and bent to kiss her on the cheek. "My bride to be!" Sango froze and stared at him.
"Erm. . . where are my friends?" she asked, blushing at being called a "bride". Kenji's smile faltered.
"They've left. . . I thought. . . since you hadn't left with them. . . that you had decided to stay, and marry me." Now he was blushing, and the smile was replaced with worry.
"But I would never let them go without saying goodbye! What are you people thinking?" Sango snapped, angry. Kenji looked hopeful.
"So. . . you are staying? You'll marry me?" he asked. Sango sighed and reluctantly took his hand.
"Kenji. . .your offer is generous, and I was tempted, but my place is not here. I'm meant to be with my friends, because I am a part of them." She swallowed. "They are a part of me. We have the same goal. And. . . as rag-tag as we all are, I cannot fail to recognize them as my team and my family." She smiled guiltily at him, and he pulled his hand back to himself gently.
"I wish you had told me this when I first proposed, or when I asked permission to court you. I see now that you were leading me on, and I wish you had not." All this was said while looking at his lap.
"Kenji, I. . . I never meant to lead you on. I just never understood what I wanted, and you got the brunt of that. . . I'm sorry."
"Was HE what you wanted all along?" Kenji asked bitterly.
"He.?"
"The monk. Miroku." Kenji stared accusingly into her eyes.
"No! No!" Sango said immediately, but she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to ask herself the same question later. Kenji sighed and took her hand.
"I'm sorry I was so harsh, Sango, but I did believe you would marry me. And then I find out you are meant to be among others, one of which loves you as much as I do-"
"Miroku does not love me." Sango interrupted with finality. Kenji smiled sadly at her.
"He does. He essentially told me whenever we spoke of you together." He said, and seemed to be struggling with a smile before he looked away. "I am sorry, I cannot contain my jealousy. Two men love you, and I am one, but you will be with the other."
"Kenji, I do not love you." She winced at the sincerity her voice held, but continued. "You are a valued friend I will remember forever, but I do not love you, nor do I love the monk." She couldn't help but feel that she was lying through her teeth somehow, but it was the truth. She blushed again as he kissed her cheek again.
"Then go, Sango." He smiled. "Go where you will be happy." Sango had been in the process of leaving, but she froze and on instinct kissed his cheek in return.
"Thank you for understanding, Kenji." She left the room, gathered hiraikotsu and Kirara, and flew off in pursuit of her friends.
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The mood was somber for the remaining four members of Inuyasha's group. All were depressed at having to go on without Sango, but Miroku was sour, and the other three distanced themselves from him to avoid it. Kagome sighed and glanced back at the village.
"What am I supposed to do without Sango?" she asked softly, keeping her voice quiet so it wouldn't break. Inuyasha twitched at the sadness in her voice, but his reply was harsh- or as harsh as he could make it.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out," he snarled, but somehow Kagome found comfort in his voice.
"I don't think you'll have to figure it out," all four turned quickly to locate the voice, and sure enough, up in the sky on Kirara, was Sango.
"SANGO!!!!! KIRARA!!!!" Shippo jumped futilely to reach his friends, and Kagome and Sango laughed.
"What made you come back?" Kagome asked as Kirara's paws hit the ground gracefully. Shippo hurled himself at Kirara's chest and hugged her tightly, and then did the same to Sango. Sango giggled as she hugged the little kitsune back.
"You're my friends. You made me come back." She smiled and Kagome smiled back, but Inuyasha feh'd and turned around to walk next to Miroku, who was already heading on. Sango frowned.
"What wrong with you guys? Sango came back! She chose us!" Kagome yelled after them, sounding ticked off.
"Feh!"
"OSUWARI!!!!" Kagome ran and peeled Inuyasha out of his imprint in the ground before he could move to stand and instantly began lecturing him. Sango grinned; so things were back to normal. She glanced at Miroku, who hadn't looked at her once since she had hit the ground. Almost back to normal. She burst into a jog and caught up to walk by his side.
"Houshi-sama. . ."
"Sango. I thought you were staying to marry Kenji." His voice was cool and toneless. Sango's stomach fluttered in a jolt of fear that he would never forgive her.
"I may have considered it, but in the end, I was going to leave with you." She smiled weakly, but he merely looked at her.
"You shouldn't do that- play with his heart and my mind. It's not like you." He looked away.
"I- I didn't mean to. I just. . . I was confused for awhile." Sango stuttered in her rush to explain. "I don't want you to be angry with me-"
"I'm not angry with you." Miroku was smiling bitterly, and Sango felt her worry grow.
"But you're upset. . ." without knowing, she was holding tightly to Miroku's sleeve. Upon noticing this, she dropped it quickly. Miroku turned to her and took her hands gently.
"I almost lost you to a village and a man, Sango. For the second time." Miroku was now smiling affectionately down at her. Sango blushed furiously and tried to clear her muddled mind, but found that she couldn't.
"I. . . I. . . you haven't lost me." It was the only thing she could pull through the rabble that was her mind, and it was the only thing he needed to hear. He smiled warmly, innocent and glowing.
"I'm glad." Miroku reached for her hand and took it, squeezing gently before letting it drop to her side again. "It would be lonely out here without my best companion." The look in his eyes told Sango exactly what she had always wanted to hear from him secretly, but she blushed furiously and denied it like crazy.
"It might've gotten a little lonely back there without a lecher for company." She shot back, but she was smiling. Miroku grinned brilliantly.
"Glad to see you've found your home."
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A/N: Well, that's it for the Haunting, unless enough people want my obscure and different "sequel", if you could call it that. Thanks for sticking with me, guys.