Wait just one second...
I don't get his problem. What is it?
(flashback)
"Why didn't you tell me that you were going to walk around the forest with Yuka?"
"Well, how was I supposed to know you would become a volcano and explode?!"
"You should know that she's only a one year old and could easily be killed by some demon walking around, about to strike!"
I didn't get. There was nothing there. Inuyasha checked before I went walking.
"Sango, you should know that she's our only child! But you go into the forest with her anyway and become easy targets with blood! What's your problem?"
My problem? Ha!
"Miroku..."
"I'm not even going to listen to your excuse!"
He then snatched my child, Yuka, out of my arms and went on his way.
(end of flashback)
Who's Yuka?
Well, she's Miroku and I's daughter. Yes, we are married. Yes, we went through "process."
Yes, that was the most stupid yelling match he had just said in this idiotic flashback.
OK, I just took Yuka out for a walk in the forest, but not before getting Inuyasha to sniff out any demons. Apparently, there weren't any demons here, so I decided to walk on, holding her in my arms. And after what seemed like hours, I went back to the camp, only to find Miroku in his coldest stare. Then he said, "Where have you been?"
"In the forest. Why?"
"You had Yuka?"
"Well, duh!"
That was when he exploded into a million fireballs. He kept saying, "How dare you put Yuka in any danger?!" or "What the heck were you thinking?" or "What if there were demons?"
That's when the flashback came up. He exploded because I took Yuka for a walk. Is it the fact that she's our only child? Is it the fact he was going to die any minute now and that Yuka washis only hope? I don't know.
(flashback)
It was hard to get out of bed. And when she eventually did, she felt nauseous and became more nauseous when the smell of ramen filled the room. She rushed to the lake and threw up. Next thing she knew, Miroku screamed and tried to help her up, but that made Sango feel more nauseous. The next thing she knew, she was being checked by the doctor, asking what happened.
Minutes later, the doctor came out, telling Miroku that Sango was pregnant. That made Sango faint and Miroku jump for joy before realizing what he was doing and stopped.
(end flashback)
I don't get. Kagome doesn't get it. Inuyasha doesn't get it. No one does. Except for Miroku himself. Whenever someone tried to ask what was wrong with him, he would just walk away. I get the feeling that the only one he actually likes is Yuka. I also get the feeling that he hates me more than Kikyo hates Kagome. Oh well. I'll just have to wait and see.
?_?
Dinnertime. The time I hated eversince Miroku and I had that yelling match. He wasn't eating his meat, just feeding Yuka with milk in a bottle from Kagome's time. When Yuka hiccuped, he got it out of her mouth and wiped her with a cloth made of some kind of material and then went to sleep, Yuka still in his arms.
But when I went to the "tent" to my cot, I found Miroku sitting against the wall, still holding Yuka. He seemed to be ignoring me. Does he hate me? Does he not care for me? Oh, and by the way, why is he holding Yuka with his cursed hand? What's he trying to do, suck her in the air rip and blame me?
Then I suddenly slipped out, "How much do you hate me?"
He looked up and whispered something that I couldn't quite understand. When I asked if he could speak louder, he yelled, "A LOT, OK?"
What? He...
"HOW MUCH, MIROKU?"
I suddenly noticed that Yuka had a face that signaled that she was going to cry, so I lowered my voice a little.
"Answer that question..."
"Haven't I already said the answer? Should I give you a translation? What I meant to say was, 'I hate you so much, that the universe couldn't hold it all!'"
That did it. Yuka started crying. And from what he said, I wanted to hold and cry with her.
?_?
How could he do this? And just because I walked with Yuka in the forest! How foolish could he get? Well, that does it. If we have meat for dinner again, I'll find some way to kill him. Or better yet, kill ME. If he hates me, he must want me to die. He must want some demon to come and kill me. He must want Inuyasha to slam his claws into my heart and cause a bloody ending to happen. He must want me to drown in the lake. He must want to impale me with that staff of his.
"Dinner is ready. Are you hungry, Sango?"
I looked up to see Kagome standing there.
"What are we having for dinner?"
"Unfortunatly meat again."
Good. I've got to ask some stupid question to start an idea here...
"Did you use a knife to cut the meat?"
"Yeah, and Inuyasha is complaining about him not cutting the meat up."
Perfect. A knife, a complaining Inuyasha, meat for dinner, a crying Yuka, and a husband who hates me. A good excuse for drowning in the lake...or something else.
"OK, I'll be right there."
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Dinner went on without a word...well, except for Inuyasha's mumbling and bragging that "his claws were sharper than any knife from Kagome's time!" Miroku was feeding Yuka and Kagome was just chewing her meat. As for me, I was eating and planning at the same time. What should I do? I could have a slow death or a fast death. In slow death, Inuyasha would have time to smell blood and go there to the place I'm at. But it's a torturous way of dying. In fast death, no one would have time to come and see me die...
"Kagome, can I see the knife you used to cut the meat?"
Everyone looked up at me with curiosity, even Miroku was surprised.
"Why do you want to see it?"
"Because...I want to see what it looks like..."
"Ohh...okay..."
She reached into her bag and took out a very thin item that was covered in plastic. But before she could actually give it to me, I snatched it from her hand and ran off the the lake. Everyone just looked at me with surprise and curiosity, even Yuka looked at me without even realizing that milk with trailing down her face.
When I reached a different lake (which seemed like it was five miles from camp), I took out the knife and slowly peeled at the plastic covering. When I finally took it off, what seemed like a miniature sword was in my hand. This was torture enough to look at the item that was going to kill me...
Torture.
I should do something in slow death. But what? I need to start thinking of what I read in Kagome's notes from when she watched the "Discovery Channel."
Drowning. Burned at the stake. Impaled. Assassinated. Murdered. Natural causes. Slit neck. Slit wrists...
Should I do...the...slit wrists? It's the slower version of the slit neck. And I can feel torture at each wound as my blood comes out of me. OK, fine then.
As I held up my right wrist, I slowly slashed it with the blade and repeated it with the other. I watched sickly as my blood trailed down. And then, suddenly, I felt...dizzy. I collapsed on the cold, hard ground. The next thing I heard was a gasp and then running...toward me. Who's there?
"Sango!"
I know that voice...
"M...m...Miroku..."
I felt myself being picked up and held in his arms. He held my head to his chest and my bleeding wrists to his hands.
"Why did you do this? Why?"
Why the heck are you asking? Aren't you happy that I'm dying?
"Y...you..."
Why can't I say what I'm thinking?
"What are you talking about?"
"Y...you...you should...be happy...that I'm...dying..."
Even with my blurry vision, I could see that tears were forming in his eyes.
"Why should I be happy?"
You should know!
"You...said...you hated me...so much that...the universe couldn't hold it all..."
I could see that he bowed his head in shame.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I didn't mean it like that...I was just angry...
What are you talking about?
"I'm sorry I ever got angry at you for walking in the forest with Yuka...if that didn't happen, you would still be at the camp feeding Yuka..."
"What...are...you...saying?"
"I love you...I love you...don't leave me!"
Great, my husband says he loves me just when I'm about to die...
"I..love you too...I'm sorry it had to be this way..."
Just when I was about to put my hand on his cheek, all went black.
