Unwanted Tears Shed
by Sarah
Chapter Name, Battle of Love and Hate #15, enjoy!
Kirashu and Onisou immediately noticed that the two girls were purposely avoiding them, and were still very mad.
"Listen Siasku, why would I want to peak at you? I was just seeing why you screamed you dumb girl!" The young girl scowled at this and narrowed her eyes, not saying a word but her bright blue eyes told all, his comment just made her angrier.
"I'm going out for a walk by myself, don't follow me Kirashu," the young girl said, giving the half-demon a dirty look and then walked off.
"I hope you two are happy," Kokiyu said after the young girl left, glaring at Onisou and Kirashu.
"I sure as hell am, you have a beautiful body Kokiyu, you should show it off more often," the demon stated, giving her a perverted smile.
Before the young woman could say anything Kirashu had his fingers around the demon's throat as he said through clenched teeth, "You were looking at Kokiyu?"
Even though the demon was feeling the half-demon squeeze tighter and tighter he replied, "Well, mostly Kokiyu, but I must say Siasku has a very nice body too." Kirashu tightened his hold on Onisou with a growl, but like the other times the demon easily got out of his hold unfazed.
"And I thought that I had a quick temper, I'm nothing compared to you, half-breed." Onisou said as he rubbed his neck, and growled slightly. Kirashu just jumped up into the nearest tree and looked off into the distance, catching Siasku's scent and making sure she wasn't going too far away.
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Siasku walked by herself, kicking a rock fiercely which was in her path.
'I'll never understand half-demon's. They are just too complicated.'
The young girl didn't even notice she was being watched until it was too late, and finally heard someone jump in front of her. Siasku gasped as she saw that who had jumped in front of her was none other than Sarama. The demon slayer stood in front of her reincarnation proudly, her blue eyes showing such sadness and deep hatred that Siasku didn't think it was possible to see such deep emotions inside of another's eyes.
Before she could react the demon slayer grabbed the sword which was at her side and said coldly, "I'm sorry my reincarnation, but this must be done."
The sword began to blue a bright blue color as Sarama held it sideways and seemed to be concentrating very hard. Suddenly, Siasku felt very lightheaded, her eyes began to flutter as she thought, 'What ... is happening to me?'
With that last thought the young girl fell lightly to the ground, her little voice mumbling out a feeble, "Kirashu..." before blackness took over her.
Sarama concentrated on using the last of her strength to not harm the girl by not taking too much of her soul, if she did the girl may become too weak or even die.
'Almost...' Sarama thought to herself as the sword glowed very brightly and a little piece of the girl's soul rushed toward the sword's blade and collided with it. Which in turn, forced the woman backwards. The light that the sword was emitting disappeared as Sarama lightly glowed the blue color her sword was glowing and then, the colors disappeared and she slowly opened her eyes. The demon slayer walked to the fallen form of Siasku, all ready feeling much stronger, and kneeled next to the young girl.
'I hope I didn't harm you, even if I have these strong feelings of hate for you I cannot control them, I do not wish to make you afraid of me.'
Sarama touched Siasku's forehead, and the young girl immediately woke up, backing up as she looked at the demon slayer with fear in her eyes as she stuttered, "What... what did you do to me?"
Sarama turned her back to the girl, knowing that she wouldn't be attacked by the young girl, and she just couldn't stand the look of fear in her eyes.
"I needed a small amount of my soul back so that I may live longer in this world. I refuse to leave yet." Siasku stood up and watched as the demon slayer turned to meet her eyes.
"Sarama, I know so little about you, but you have to believe me, Kirashu would never hurt you in any way! I look at him now and he almost always has a distant look in his eyes, like he told you he's never forgotten you, and I know he never will," Siasku said, saying the last piece with a bit of sadness in her voice.
"Then who did attack me?" Sarama asked coldly, her eyes seeming to see straight threw Siasku's.
"I know I heard his name... Now I know, Nasaou! A demon named Onisou told us that this demon named Nasaou killed his comrades after he killed you."
"Nasaou..." Sarama said the name slowly, knowing that she had heard it before, but not sure where. "Well, then, Kirashu's innocence will be proven when I run into this demon, won't it?"
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Kirashu was unaware of what was happening not that far away. He was still looking far away at nothing in particular, letting his mind wander to Sarama.
'Oh, Sarama, I will save you, and kill that Nasaou for what he has done to us!' The half-demon made sure that he wouldn't dig his claws into his skin in his anger. Kirashu was lost in his thoughts, and he was surprised that he could hear a very faint, "Kirashu..." His dog ears snapped forward at this, recognizing the small voice as Siasku.
'Siasku?! Is she injured? Hurt? In danger? I shouldn't have left the stupid girl alone!' Kirashu jumped out of the tree his was resting on and ran off, not even explaining why he had left to Kokiyu and Onisou. The half-demon ran further than he thought the young girl would travel, and almost lost her scent as he came to an abrupt stop.
'Now, where is she?' The wind shifted slightly, bringing the scent of lilacs and lavender to his nose, the scent of Siasku. The half-demon finally arrived at where the young girl was, only to have his eyes widen in shock as he saw Sarama with Siasku, and got the last part of the conversation as the demon slayer said, "Well then, Kirashu's innocence will be proven when I run into this demon, won't it?"
Kirashu blinked his eyes slowly, mumbling a barely audible, "Sarama..." How the demon slayer could hear Kirashu, stumped Siasku, but she watched as Sarama turned her body to meet the half-demon's golden eyes.
"Kirashu..."
The demon slayer said his voice with a softness in her tone which was the first time the woman had spoken with such softness. Siasku thought that she was going to be completely ignored, but the half-demon tore his gaze away from Sarama as he said, "Siasku, are you all right? I heard you say my name..."
'He could hear me?! That's completely impossible! I barely even said it.'
The young girl nodded as she was snapped back from her thoughts as she saw Sarama step towards Kirashu saying, "Kirashu, is this true that the demon, Nasaou, attacked me and not you?"
"Sarama, to tell you the truth I don't know, only that I wouldn't harm you..."
The demon slayer smiled sadly, closing her eyes for a second as she thought to herself, 'I do believe you, Kirashu, but this hatred inside of me won't rest so easily and burns deeply. I need to see this demon for myself, and maybe then this hatred can stop tormenting me.'
After thinking this Sarama started to walk away speaking in an emotionless tone as she said, "Until we meet again, Kirashu." Outside the demon slayer tried to remain emotionless and cold, but inside she could feel the battle between her love and hatred beginning inside of her.
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Kirashu watched Sarama leaving him again, calling out to her like he always did when she left him. His shoulders bent forward and dog ears droop, and looked sadly down at the ground, forgetting for a second that Siasku was there until the young girl spoke up again.
"Kirashu, are you okay?" He noticed that she was looking at him with concern on her face, and a hint of sadness.
"I'm fine," the half-demon replied gruffly, straightening himself and trying his best to erase the sadness from his face.
Kirashu turned to her as he began walking off and asked gruffly, "Well, are you coming, or not?"
Siasku nodded and walked next to the half-demon, a silence filled the air as they walked together. "You know, you don't have to tell me about you and Sarama anymore, I know. You were Sarama's mate, I remember stories of a great female demon slayer and half-demon which were mates, I am sorry I was so naive, something like that taking me so long to realize."
Their was defeat in the poor girl's voice, and the sadness which had only been a hint at the beginning was growing. The half-demon held onto her arm and turned her towards himself.
"Siasku, are you sure you're okay?" He asked this softly, looking at her with concern in his eyes.
"Yes, I'm, just ... fine," the young girl sniffled in-between words, finally succumbed to her emotions as she wrapped her arms around Kirashu and cried softly in his mane of white hair.
"I was so scared Kirashu! I'm sorry, I knew that Sarama wasn't going to hurt me, but still..."
Her sentence hanged in the air as the half-demon slowly wrapped his arms around her and very slowly leaned against her.
'Don't cry Siasku, it's my own damn fault for allowing you to get so close to me, I should have left a long time ago so you could forget about me and just remember me as a cruel half-demon so that I wouldn't hurt you. Because, I still love Sarama, and always will, that year which we spent together and before then I'll never forget, ever, and I know you deserve so much more than me.'
The half-demon broke the embrace, but still held onto her lightly around the young girl's small waist. Seeing the tears on her beautiful face made his heart seem even more heavy than it was.
"If you want, you can wipe your tears on my hair, I do have enough of it," Kirashu said, with a half-smile playing upon his lips.
Siasku smiled brightly back at him, rubbing the rest of the tears on her sleeve as she said softly, "I believe that's why they made sleeves."
Kirashu inwardly cursed at himself as he thought, 'Nice going Kirashu, you're going to only hurt the girl more if you are nice. But... I just don't have the heart to be my gruff self when she is all ready down...'
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"What are you two doing?" A familiar masculine voice asked. Kirashu turned to see Onisou sporting his usual annoying smirk and Kokiyu smiling happily at him.
"What are you talking about..." Kirashu suddenly remembered that he still had his arms lightly around the girl's waist, and jumped backwards, ready to say, "Nothing happened," but he was interrupted.
"I know what you're going to say half-breed, 'nothing happened,' I've only known you for a few days and I all ready know all of your vocabulary," the demon said with a short laugh.
Kirashu merely grunted at this and walked back to camp, quieting his heart as Siasku gave him a warm smile that he could only see, and fought the sadness which wanted to take over his heart as he knew that he would have to watch her fall into another's arms, because he would never forget his first love.
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What a sweetly sad chapter, I really enjoyed it. Though I know probably no one reads my poor stories I still work on them, sad, eh?
by Sarah
Chapter Name, Battle of Love and Hate #15, enjoy!
Kirashu and Onisou immediately noticed that the two girls were purposely avoiding them, and were still very mad.
"Listen Siasku, why would I want to peak at you? I was just seeing why you screamed you dumb girl!" The young girl scowled at this and narrowed her eyes, not saying a word but her bright blue eyes told all, his comment just made her angrier.
"I'm going out for a walk by myself, don't follow me Kirashu," the young girl said, giving the half-demon a dirty look and then walked off.
"I hope you two are happy," Kokiyu said after the young girl left, glaring at Onisou and Kirashu.
"I sure as hell am, you have a beautiful body Kokiyu, you should show it off more often," the demon stated, giving her a perverted smile.
Before the young woman could say anything Kirashu had his fingers around the demon's throat as he said through clenched teeth, "You were looking at Kokiyu?"
Even though the demon was feeling the half-demon squeeze tighter and tighter he replied, "Well, mostly Kokiyu, but I must say Siasku has a very nice body too." Kirashu tightened his hold on Onisou with a growl, but like the other times the demon easily got out of his hold unfazed.
"And I thought that I had a quick temper, I'm nothing compared to you, half-breed." Onisou said as he rubbed his neck, and growled slightly. Kirashu just jumped up into the nearest tree and looked off into the distance, catching Siasku's scent and making sure she wasn't going too far away.
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Siasku walked by herself, kicking a rock fiercely which was in her path.
'I'll never understand half-demon's. They are just too complicated.'
The young girl didn't even notice she was being watched until it was too late, and finally heard someone jump in front of her. Siasku gasped as she saw that who had jumped in front of her was none other than Sarama. The demon slayer stood in front of her reincarnation proudly, her blue eyes showing such sadness and deep hatred that Siasku didn't think it was possible to see such deep emotions inside of another's eyes.
Before she could react the demon slayer grabbed the sword which was at her side and said coldly, "I'm sorry my reincarnation, but this must be done."
The sword began to blue a bright blue color as Sarama held it sideways and seemed to be concentrating very hard. Suddenly, Siasku felt very lightheaded, her eyes began to flutter as she thought, 'What ... is happening to me?'
With that last thought the young girl fell lightly to the ground, her little voice mumbling out a feeble, "Kirashu..." before blackness took over her.
Sarama concentrated on using the last of her strength to not harm the girl by not taking too much of her soul, if she did the girl may become too weak or even die.
'Almost...' Sarama thought to herself as the sword glowed very brightly and a little piece of the girl's soul rushed toward the sword's blade and collided with it. Which in turn, forced the woman backwards. The light that the sword was emitting disappeared as Sarama lightly glowed the blue color her sword was glowing and then, the colors disappeared and she slowly opened her eyes. The demon slayer walked to the fallen form of Siasku, all ready feeling much stronger, and kneeled next to the young girl.
'I hope I didn't harm you, even if I have these strong feelings of hate for you I cannot control them, I do not wish to make you afraid of me.'
Sarama touched Siasku's forehead, and the young girl immediately woke up, backing up as she looked at the demon slayer with fear in her eyes as she stuttered, "What... what did you do to me?"
Sarama turned her back to the girl, knowing that she wouldn't be attacked by the young girl, and she just couldn't stand the look of fear in her eyes.
"I needed a small amount of my soul back so that I may live longer in this world. I refuse to leave yet." Siasku stood up and watched as the demon slayer turned to meet her eyes.
"Sarama, I know so little about you, but you have to believe me, Kirashu would never hurt you in any way! I look at him now and he almost always has a distant look in his eyes, like he told you he's never forgotten you, and I know he never will," Siasku said, saying the last piece with a bit of sadness in her voice.
"Then who did attack me?" Sarama asked coldly, her eyes seeming to see straight threw Siasku's.
"I know I heard his name... Now I know, Nasaou! A demon named Onisou told us that this demon named Nasaou killed his comrades after he killed you."
"Nasaou..." Sarama said the name slowly, knowing that she had heard it before, but not sure where. "Well, then, Kirashu's innocence will be proven when I run into this demon, won't it?"
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Kirashu was unaware of what was happening not that far away. He was still looking far away at nothing in particular, letting his mind wander to Sarama.
'Oh, Sarama, I will save you, and kill that Nasaou for what he has done to us!' The half-demon made sure that he wouldn't dig his claws into his skin in his anger. Kirashu was lost in his thoughts, and he was surprised that he could hear a very faint, "Kirashu..." His dog ears snapped forward at this, recognizing the small voice as Siasku.
'Siasku?! Is she injured? Hurt? In danger? I shouldn't have left the stupid girl alone!' Kirashu jumped out of the tree his was resting on and ran off, not even explaining why he had left to Kokiyu and Onisou. The half-demon ran further than he thought the young girl would travel, and almost lost her scent as he came to an abrupt stop.
'Now, where is she?' The wind shifted slightly, bringing the scent of lilacs and lavender to his nose, the scent of Siasku. The half-demon finally arrived at where the young girl was, only to have his eyes widen in shock as he saw Sarama with Siasku, and got the last part of the conversation as the demon slayer said, "Well then, Kirashu's innocence will be proven when I run into this demon, won't it?"
Kirashu blinked his eyes slowly, mumbling a barely audible, "Sarama..." How the demon slayer could hear Kirashu, stumped Siasku, but she watched as Sarama turned her body to meet the half-demon's golden eyes.
"Kirashu..."
The demon slayer said his voice with a softness in her tone which was the first time the woman had spoken with such softness. Siasku thought that she was going to be completely ignored, but the half-demon tore his gaze away from Sarama as he said, "Siasku, are you all right? I heard you say my name..."
'He could hear me?! That's completely impossible! I barely even said it.'
The young girl nodded as she was snapped back from her thoughts as she saw Sarama step towards Kirashu saying, "Kirashu, is this true that the demon, Nasaou, attacked me and not you?"
"Sarama, to tell you the truth I don't know, only that I wouldn't harm you..."
The demon slayer smiled sadly, closing her eyes for a second as she thought to herself, 'I do believe you, Kirashu, but this hatred inside of me won't rest so easily and burns deeply. I need to see this demon for myself, and maybe then this hatred can stop tormenting me.'
After thinking this Sarama started to walk away speaking in an emotionless tone as she said, "Until we meet again, Kirashu." Outside the demon slayer tried to remain emotionless and cold, but inside she could feel the battle between her love and hatred beginning inside of her.
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Kirashu watched Sarama leaving him again, calling out to her like he always did when she left him. His shoulders bent forward and dog ears droop, and looked sadly down at the ground, forgetting for a second that Siasku was there until the young girl spoke up again.
"Kirashu, are you okay?" He noticed that she was looking at him with concern on her face, and a hint of sadness.
"I'm fine," the half-demon replied gruffly, straightening himself and trying his best to erase the sadness from his face.
Kirashu turned to her as he began walking off and asked gruffly, "Well, are you coming, or not?"
Siasku nodded and walked next to the half-demon, a silence filled the air as they walked together. "You know, you don't have to tell me about you and Sarama anymore, I know. You were Sarama's mate, I remember stories of a great female demon slayer and half-demon which were mates, I am sorry I was so naive, something like that taking me so long to realize."
Their was defeat in the poor girl's voice, and the sadness which had only been a hint at the beginning was growing. The half-demon held onto her arm and turned her towards himself.
"Siasku, are you sure you're okay?" He asked this softly, looking at her with concern in his eyes.
"Yes, I'm, just ... fine," the young girl sniffled in-between words, finally succumbed to her emotions as she wrapped her arms around Kirashu and cried softly in his mane of white hair.
"I was so scared Kirashu! I'm sorry, I knew that Sarama wasn't going to hurt me, but still..."
Her sentence hanged in the air as the half-demon slowly wrapped his arms around her and very slowly leaned against her.
'Don't cry Siasku, it's my own damn fault for allowing you to get so close to me, I should have left a long time ago so you could forget about me and just remember me as a cruel half-demon so that I wouldn't hurt you. Because, I still love Sarama, and always will, that year which we spent together and before then I'll never forget, ever, and I know you deserve so much more than me.'
The half-demon broke the embrace, but still held onto her lightly around the young girl's small waist. Seeing the tears on her beautiful face made his heart seem even more heavy than it was.
"If you want, you can wipe your tears on my hair, I do have enough of it," Kirashu said, with a half-smile playing upon his lips.
Siasku smiled brightly back at him, rubbing the rest of the tears on her sleeve as she said softly, "I believe that's why they made sleeves."
Kirashu inwardly cursed at himself as he thought, 'Nice going Kirashu, you're going to only hurt the girl more if you are nice. But... I just don't have the heart to be my gruff self when she is all ready down...'
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"What are you two doing?" A familiar masculine voice asked. Kirashu turned to see Onisou sporting his usual annoying smirk and Kokiyu smiling happily at him.
"What are you talking about..." Kirashu suddenly remembered that he still had his arms lightly around the girl's waist, and jumped backwards, ready to say, "Nothing happened," but he was interrupted.
"I know what you're going to say half-breed, 'nothing happened,' I've only known you for a few days and I all ready know all of your vocabulary," the demon said with a short laugh.
Kirashu merely grunted at this and walked back to camp, quieting his heart as Siasku gave him a warm smile that he could only see, and fought the sadness which wanted to take over his heart as he knew that he would have to watch her fall into another's arms, because he would never forget his first love.
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What a sweetly sad chapter, I really enjoyed it. Though I know probably no one reads my poor stories I still work on them, sad, eh?