NOTE: I don't own Inuyasha...
SECOND NOTE: Please review. I know I'm a bad writer, so just tell me what you think.
THIRD NOTE: This would have happened if Miroku took action instead of watching Sango die.

I'm Sorry Three

The moment of truth has come for me and my former life.

Wait...I hear something in the bushes...

"Who's there?"
"You can't do this to yourself, Sango! I won't let you!"

What's he doing here?

I saw his hand go near the knife I was holding, but before he could take it, I clutched it nearer to me.

"Sango, just give me the knife."

He was starting to move slowly, like I was some kind of monster who held something he valued. '

"Why should I?"
"It's for your own good."

What is he talking about? Does he really want me to live?

"Sango, please."

My hand that held the knife seemed to understand, because it started to move toward Miroku's hand, even though it was shaking.

But then a thought hit me. Why does he want me to live?

"Sango, just give me the knife. Everything will be okay."
"Why do you want me to live?"

He suddenly stopped what he was doing and stared at me.

"Because, I...I-"
"So it's all about you? What do you want?"
"I want you to live!"
"Why is it that you want me to live? So you can continue to yell at me? So you can scold me for walking in the forest with Yuka? So you can continue to say how much you hate me? What?!"

He just stood there, staring at me.
Then he said, "Is that what you think?"

Well duh!

"Sango, is that what you really think?"
"You sure make it seem like you take your happiness in yelling at me...well that's going to stop! So what if I can't have the knife? I can use the land and water and I know where!"

And without thinking, I threw the knife at Miroku, then ran.
Behind me, I could hear Miroku's footsteps and his yelling, even though I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Then I reached my destination: the waterfall.
I looked down to see water and little dots: rocks. I would be lucky if they were sharp at the ends.

I heard Miroku's footsteps come nearer, so I had to do it before he started yelling at me again.

I jumped down from the edge.

As I fell, I felt the water come to my face. As I came near the ending, I saw the rocks...they were sharp and looked like it could tear holes in my body.

But before I could hit them, I felt something touch me on my sides. Then I was turned to lay on my back, and I was resting on something soft and warm. Then I felt myself being pushed to the side, still resting on the object. But the fall was too much for me, so...

...I fainted...

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When I woke up, I found myself in my cot, with two blankets covering me. When I sat up, I felt a stinging pain in my insides. When I took off the blankets, I saw that I was heavily bandaged, and my head was bandaged to.

"Sango."

I looked to my side to see Miroku lying next to me.

"Sango...are...you...okay?"
"Yes...I'm okay."

I looked further to see that his blanket was soaked with blood.

"But the question is, are YOU okay?"

He looked at the blood and said, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Then I heard crying coming from outside.

"Yuka, please stop crying, you're going to wake up your mother and father..."

"It's okay, Kagome."

I heard Kagome gasp and rush in.

"Sango! Miroku! What, did a wound hurt you or something?"
"No. Can I hold my child now?"
"Oh? Are you sure?"

Before I could answer her, I took Yuka in my arms and hushed her to sleep.

Soon after, Kagome left when Inuyasha yelled at her for leaving the rest of dinner to rot.

"Miroku, I-"
"Don't say anything. I want to talk first."

For some strange reason, I kept my mouth shut.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I didn't mean it...and I'm sorry for getting angry over nothing. Please forgive me."

How could I not forgive him?

"Yes, I forgive you...but I know that you-"
"Sango, I don't hate you. I didn't mean what I said earlier..."
"Then what did you mean?"
"I guess I wasn't thinking. I love you, Sango."

Why didn't you tell me this before?

"I love you, too."

Then he got up and went toward me. The pulled me gently and pressed his lips on mine.

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