Unwanted Tears Shed
by Sarah
Chapter Name, Sarama meets Nasaou #25, enjoy!
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Several weeks had passed by since the festival and the group had still not come across the evil demon, Nasaou. It seemed like he had disappeared from the earth, but Kirashu knew better, he knew that the demon had watched them at least once and he had a strange feeling he was keeping a watch on them now.
'He's either very clever, or very cowardly, I'd say the second one,' Kirashu thought as he watched Kokiyu and Siasku sleep. It was still early in the morning, and the sky was just coming above the horizon, painting the sky in beautiful red, gold, and pink colors contrasted against the blue sky. Kirashu watched the sky for a while and then bowed his head and leaned against the tree he was propped up against. He could feel the morning due underneath is feet, and beginnings such as these just made him feel, well, content.
'Except I can't feel content until I've gotten rid of Nasaou, but I can't do such a thing until I find him. I wonder, where is that damn demon now?' The half-demon's thoughts were interrupted as he heard his companions stirred and he looked at their once still forms.
"Kirashu, where are we going now?" Siasku asked as she yawned and groggily opened her eyes.
"We are going ahead, where else would we go?" Kirashu asked, watching as Kokiyu just awoke herself.
"I think we should stay here and rest, I would go into a small village but you know how trouble just follows us," Kokiyu suggested, looking hopefully at Kirashu.
"Yeah, okay, we've been traveling a lot, so I guess we can stay here for a day."
"Thanks Kirashu," Kokiyu said with a bright smile as she took Siasku with her to a nearby lake. She asked the half-demon if he would come to, but he declined and Kirashu was left alone with his thoughts as he made sure not to the loose their scents, and he could swear he heard music being played far-off in the distance.
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Sarama stood in the middle of a clearing, playing beautiful, but sad music as the souls of deceased women danced around her. Giving the scene to any onlooker a very eerie and haunting look to it. The demon slayer kept her eyes closed as she played the silver flute in her hands. The woman had just found the instrument within her clothes and felt a need to play it after she had examined it. The flute was silver, and had small engravings of a dragon with emerald eyes across the side of it. She didn't know how she knew the sad, yet beautiful music which came from it once she pressed her lips against it, only that it seemed to beckon the deceased souls to where she stood. The blue spheres of light seemed to dance with the music, and stopped when she stopped to open her eyes and look at how many had came to her. There were about twenty innocent souls in front of her, and the demon slayer would feel surprised that the music had brought them there if she hadn't of known that the sad music would bring them to her. She didn't know how she knew it would, or how she had eventually found the instrument within her clothes, just that they were now here, in front and around her.
Sarama looked at the souls, knowing that all which she had to was hold one within her hands and take it within her body to use it as fuel to keep her temporary body moving fluidly. But, to do such an act would be truly evil, refusing to let the innocent soul to descend upon the heavens where they deserved to rest peacefully. Sarama knew that she would forever be tainted if she did such an evil act, though her body which she had was still rather hard to sustain she refused to do such a thing, though the idea did pass her mind, she would help the deceased women by playing the last of her song.
"Do not worry, I would not use you for such a barbaric purpose, I shall deal with sustaining this body another way," Sarama told the souls as she began playing her instrument again and could feel their dancing movements to the tragic music.
The demon slayer played the last note of the song, hearing as it rang threw the eerily quiet forest and then there was silence. The demon slayer opened her eyes to see that the souls which had come to the music were gone, and she knew that they had gone to where they belonged now. The demon slayer closed her eyes again and bowed her head in respect, putting away the musical instrument within her sleeve as she asked in a cold tone, "Whoever is watching me, come out and face me. I know that you are a demon."
The demon came out of where he had been watching the demon slayer, he had a black cloak on which covered his facial features and he kept his eyes to the ground so that Sarama couldn't see them, his aura felt familiar to her but she wasn't sure who she could place it with, only that it was evil and dark.
"It is hard to resist you, fine maiden." The demon said in an emotionless voice while his eyes still remained on the ground.
"And you are hard to ignore. What do you want from me? I do not feel like slaying anything today but don't try to push your luck." The demon finally raised his eyes above the ground and looked into Sarama's eyes.
She noted to herself that his eyes were a sick green, though she didn't know that the demon standing in front of her was Nasaou. The evil demon had used a special spell to change his eye color, while he used the cloak to cover his facial features from the woman.
"It is rather surprising to hear that the infamous demon slayer, Sarama, was walking on the earth again. I thought it to be just rumors."
"They were not rumors, as you can see I am alive, now what do you want?" Sarama asked impatiently. She didn't like the demon's presence, and she didn't have the strength in her to fight him.
"I want you, my dear Sarama. I can feel that your soul is still pure, which means that you are not hating the half-demon, Kirashu, wholly enough," Nasaou said in a chilling tone.
Sarama felt herself become uneasy at what he said, but she couldn't fight him so the demon slayer just responded, "My soul is of no concern of you, or anyone in that matter. And my hatred for Kirashu is also my concern, not yours. Leave me be, before I pin you to the trees behind you. I do not wish for companionship," Sarama said in a cold tone.
Nasaou took a step forward towards where Sarama stood, and the demon slayer felt very anxious at this but stood her ground.
'I should have kept my sword, but I might hurt my reincarnation or someone else, so I will have to face this demon with my arrows if he tries anything.' Sarama said as the demon now only had to take one more step and he would be in front of her.
Sarama could feel her uneasiness growing as she finally said, "Take one more step demon and consider yourself dead. I told you to leave me be."
Nasaou took the extra step and stood inches away from the demon slayer, and watched as she glared at him and brought her arrow out, using it as a weapon as she pointed it towards the demon's heart as she narrowed her eyes at him. "I warned you," Sarama said in a deadly tone, bringing the arrow backwards and then sending it forwards towards the demon's heart. But, the impact of the arrow coming into contact with the evil demon and piercing threw his heart, killing him once again never happened. Nasaou caught the woman's wrist, and smiled as he brought her hand backwards and grabbed her other arm and brought it backwards as well.
"This body is so much more fragile then your human one, maybe I should play with that little reincarnation which I have seen with that half-breed."
"If I know you from my past, how is it that I do not remember you?" Sarama asked, feeling a strange fear and hate grip her nonexistent heart.
"You will find out soon enough," the demon purred, bringing himself even closer to her, letting his breath dance on her neck.
"No! I told you to leave me alone!" Sarama exclaimed as she pushed the demon backwards and saw that he she had also burned him with her energy. Nasaou grabbed her again, bringing her body close to his as he brought her mere inches away from him again.
"You still have fight in you, but I rather see that hatred burn in you than break your spirit right now. This will hurt you more than it will hurt me." The demon said as he dug his claw into her skin, a blue light shined threw the wound, and he watched in delight as this blue light slowly became darker, Sarama screamed out in pain during this, trying to counter whatever he had done to her, but she couldn't. The blue light finally turned black and she fell unconscious to the ground. 'You will not touch me Nasaou...' Sarama thought to herself, surprised that she knew the demon's name but just as she had her mind was wiped of all thoughts and she saw only blackness. Nasaou tried to take the woman, but her last thought had stopped him from laying a hand on her as he tried such a thing and pulled back quickly as he felt a shock from merely touching her skin for a split second.
"I have done what I needed to do, pleasant dreams, Sarama," the demon said as his eyes turned red.
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Unknowing of what had happened to Sarama, Kokiyu and Siasku were relaxing as they dangled their feet in the cool water. Siasku closed her eyes and leaned backwards, happily sighing as she felt fully relaxed.
"Siasku, what do you think of Kirashu?" Kokiyu asked, looking over at the girl.
"What do you mean, what do I think of him? I mean, he can be rude, gruff, annoying, strange, and just plain confusing. And other times..."
Kokiyu finished the last of the girl's statement, smiling sadly as she said, "And those other times, it seems like you can't live without him?"
The young girl looked taken aback, and immediately blushed as she stammered out, "No! Of course not!"
Kokiyu merely smiled at Siasku, knowing that she have to give the girl a little more of a push to get her to tell her what she really thought of the half-demon. "I know the feeling though. A part of my heart still feels empty from Onisou leaving. At first I denied it was because of him, but now I do realize it was him. I've noticed how you and Kirashu have gotten closer, I thought that stubborn half-demon would never warm up to you. And I truly believes he cares deeply for you."
"He'll always love Sarama, they were each others first love. I don't want to take him away from the demon slayer, even though she has attacked me, I know that there is something within her which is still the kind, and brave woman who is a legend now. They both love each other so much, I can just see it in their eyes when they meet. Anyway, Kirashu only protects me because I look so much alike her," Siasku said sadly, casting her eyes downwards as she watched the water flow calmly.
Kokiyu lightly placed her hand on the young girl's shoulder, and watched as she looked up from the water to look into her eyes. "Don't think that Siasku. If he only protected you because you looked like Sarama I swear that he would have never of woken up from his demon blood. Or risked his life so many times, and you should have seen when Yokiysu took you away, he was absolutely LIVID. I'm sure you can pick out at least a couple of times where you can say that he protected you, just because of you. You are a kind, sweet, nice, innocent, and great girl, Siasku. Never forget that." Kokiyu said as she smiled brightly at her, meaning every word.
Siasku brought the older woman into a tight hug, smiling happily as she exclaimed, "You don't know what that means to me Kokiyu! You've really been nice to me, and I appreciate that so much. Thank you!"
'Now that I think about it, it is true. Kirashu saved me when Sarama shot that arrow at me, when she was looking at me strange, every time. Maybe he really does care about me.' Siasku thought to herself. The young girl jumped when she heard the voice of the half-demon behind her.
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"Hey, what are you stupid girls doing?" Kirashu asked, watching as Siasku nearly jumped out of her skin and Kokiyu gave him a glare.
"And woman," the half-demon added, looking at Kokiyu as he said this.
"Some people never change. Or in your case Kirashu, half-demons. I guess I can't scold you about manners forever though," Kokiyu said in a teasing voice.
"You know I never listen, so why keep on trying?" Kirashu asked, though a mischievous glimmer showed in his golden eyes. 'I wonder what they would do to me if I pushed them into the lake for good fun? Probably shouldn't, they'd kill me for it. Still, I am tempted...' Kirashu thought to himself.
"Don't even THINK about it Kirashu," Siasku said as she gave the half-demon her own glare.
"Feh, I wasn't thinking about anything. If you stupid girl, and woman, are done then head back to camp," Kirashu said in a gruff tone.
"Kirashu, come sit with us, it does feel really great," Siasku said as she patted the ground next to her.
He was about to say, 'No way,' but the look on Siasku's face stopped him and the half-demon sat next to the young girl, dangling his feet in the cool water as he felt himself relax for the first time in weeks.
The three sat there together in a comforting silence, enjoying each others company and the beautiful day. They knew that tomorrow they would probably we traveling again. But, for today, the day of relaxation was fully being enjoyed by the trio.
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Another sort of non-action, everything is okay, until... Kind of chapter. Yes, and Sarama meets Nasaou, nut how come she doesn't know who he is? Why did he change his appearance? What did he do to Sarama, and what does this spell out for the group?
by Sarah
Chapter Name, Sarama meets Nasaou #25, enjoy!
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Several weeks had passed by since the festival and the group had still not come across the evil demon, Nasaou. It seemed like he had disappeared from the earth, but Kirashu knew better, he knew that the demon had watched them at least once and he had a strange feeling he was keeping a watch on them now.
'He's either very clever, or very cowardly, I'd say the second one,' Kirashu thought as he watched Kokiyu and Siasku sleep. It was still early in the morning, and the sky was just coming above the horizon, painting the sky in beautiful red, gold, and pink colors contrasted against the blue sky. Kirashu watched the sky for a while and then bowed his head and leaned against the tree he was propped up against. He could feel the morning due underneath is feet, and beginnings such as these just made him feel, well, content.
'Except I can't feel content until I've gotten rid of Nasaou, but I can't do such a thing until I find him. I wonder, where is that damn demon now?' The half-demon's thoughts were interrupted as he heard his companions stirred and he looked at their once still forms.
"Kirashu, where are we going now?" Siasku asked as she yawned and groggily opened her eyes.
"We are going ahead, where else would we go?" Kirashu asked, watching as Kokiyu just awoke herself.
"I think we should stay here and rest, I would go into a small village but you know how trouble just follows us," Kokiyu suggested, looking hopefully at Kirashu.
"Yeah, okay, we've been traveling a lot, so I guess we can stay here for a day."
"Thanks Kirashu," Kokiyu said with a bright smile as she took Siasku with her to a nearby lake. She asked the half-demon if he would come to, but he declined and Kirashu was left alone with his thoughts as he made sure not to the loose their scents, and he could swear he heard music being played far-off in the distance.
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Sarama stood in the middle of a clearing, playing beautiful, but sad music as the souls of deceased women danced around her. Giving the scene to any onlooker a very eerie and haunting look to it. The demon slayer kept her eyes closed as she played the silver flute in her hands. The woman had just found the instrument within her clothes and felt a need to play it after she had examined it. The flute was silver, and had small engravings of a dragon with emerald eyes across the side of it. She didn't know how she knew the sad, yet beautiful music which came from it once she pressed her lips against it, only that it seemed to beckon the deceased souls to where she stood. The blue spheres of light seemed to dance with the music, and stopped when she stopped to open her eyes and look at how many had came to her. There were about twenty innocent souls in front of her, and the demon slayer would feel surprised that the music had brought them there if she hadn't of known that the sad music would bring them to her. She didn't know how she knew it would, or how she had eventually found the instrument within her clothes, just that they were now here, in front and around her.
Sarama looked at the souls, knowing that all which she had to was hold one within her hands and take it within her body to use it as fuel to keep her temporary body moving fluidly. But, to do such an act would be truly evil, refusing to let the innocent soul to descend upon the heavens where they deserved to rest peacefully. Sarama knew that she would forever be tainted if she did such an evil act, though her body which she had was still rather hard to sustain she refused to do such a thing, though the idea did pass her mind, she would help the deceased women by playing the last of her song.
"Do not worry, I would not use you for such a barbaric purpose, I shall deal with sustaining this body another way," Sarama told the souls as she began playing her instrument again and could feel their dancing movements to the tragic music.
The demon slayer played the last note of the song, hearing as it rang threw the eerily quiet forest and then there was silence. The demon slayer opened her eyes to see that the souls which had come to the music were gone, and she knew that they had gone to where they belonged now. The demon slayer closed her eyes again and bowed her head in respect, putting away the musical instrument within her sleeve as she asked in a cold tone, "Whoever is watching me, come out and face me. I know that you are a demon."
The demon came out of where he had been watching the demon slayer, he had a black cloak on which covered his facial features and he kept his eyes to the ground so that Sarama couldn't see them, his aura felt familiar to her but she wasn't sure who she could place it with, only that it was evil and dark.
"It is hard to resist you, fine maiden." The demon said in an emotionless voice while his eyes still remained on the ground.
"And you are hard to ignore. What do you want from me? I do not feel like slaying anything today but don't try to push your luck." The demon finally raised his eyes above the ground and looked into Sarama's eyes.
She noted to herself that his eyes were a sick green, though she didn't know that the demon standing in front of her was Nasaou. The evil demon had used a special spell to change his eye color, while he used the cloak to cover his facial features from the woman.
"It is rather surprising to hear that the infamous demon slayer, Sarama, was walking on the earth again. I thought it to be just rumors."
"They were not rumors, as you can see I am alive, now what do you want?" Sarama asked impatiently. She didn't like the demon's presence, and she didn't have the strength in her to fight him.
"I want you, my dear Sarama. I can feel that your soul is still pure, which means that you are not hating the half-demon, Kirashu, wholly enough," Nasaou said in a chilling tone.
Sarama felt herself become uneasy at what he said, but she couldn't fight him so the demon slayer just responded, "My soul is of no concern of you, or anyone in that matter. And my hatred for Kirashu is also my concern, not yours. Leave me be, before I pin you to the trees behind you. I do not wish for companionship," Sarama said in a cold tone.
Nasaou took a step forward towards where Sarama stood, and the demon slayer felt very anxious at this but stood her ground.
'I should have kept my sword, but I might hurt my reincarnation or someone else, so I will have to face this demon with my arrows if he tries anything.' Sarama said as the demon now only had to take one more step and he would be in front of her.
Sarama could feel her uneasiness growing as she finally said, "Take one more step demon and consider yourself dead. I told you to leave me be."
Nasaou took the extra step and stood inches away from the demon slayer, and watched as she glared at him and brought her arrow out, using it as a weapon as she pointed it towards the demon's heart as she narrowed her eyes at him. "I warned you," Sarama said in a deadly tone, bringing the arrow backwards and then sending it forwards towards the demon's heart. But, the impact of the arrow coming into contact with the evil demon and piercing threw his heart, killing him once again never happened. Nasaou caught the woman's wrist, and smiled as he brought her hand backwards and grabbed her other arm and brought it backwards as well.
"This body is so much more fragile then your human one, maybe I should play with that little reincarnation which I have seen with that half-breed."
"If I know you from my past, how is it that I do not remember you?" Sarama asked, feeling a strange fear and hate grip her nonexistent heart.
"You will find out soon enough," the demon purred, bringing himself even closer to her, letting his breath dance on her neck.
"No! I told you to leave me alone!" Sarama exclaimed as she pushed the demon backwards and saw that he she had also burned him with her energy. Nasaou grabbed her again, bringing her body close to his as he brought her mere inches away from him again.
"You still have fight in you, but I rather see that hatred burn in you than break your spirit right now. This will hurt you more than it will hurt me." The demon said as he dug his claw into her skin, a blue light shined threw the wound, and he watched in delight as this blue light slowly became darker, Sarama screamed out in pain during this, trying to counter whatever he had done to her, but she couldn't. The blue light finally turned black and she fell unconscious to the ground. 'You will not touch me Nasaou...' Sarama thought to herself, surprised that she knew the demon's name but just as she had her mind was wiped of all thoughts and she saw only blackness. Nasaou tried to take the woman, but her last thought had stopped him from laying a hand on her as he tried such a thing and pulled back quickly as he felt a shock from merely touching her skin for a split second.
"I have done what I needed to do, pleasant dreams, Sarama," the demon said as his eyes turned red.
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Unknowing of what had happened to Sarama, Kokiyu and Siasku were relaxing as they dangled their feet in the cool water. Siasku closed her eyes and leaned backwards, happily sighing as she felt fully relaxed.
"Siasku, what do you think of Kirashu?" Kokiyu asked, looking over at the girl.
"What do you mean, what do I think of him? I mean, he can be rude, gruff, annoying, strange, and just plain confusing. And other times..."
Kokiyu finished the last of the girl's statement, smiling sadly as she said, "And those other times, it seems like you can't live without him?"
The young girl looked taken aback, and immediately blushed as she stammered out, "No! Of course not!"
Kokiyu merely smiled at Siasku, knowing that she have to give the girl a little more of a push to get her to tell her what she really thought of the half-demon. "I know the feeling though. A part of my heart still feels empty from Onisou leaving. At first I denied it was because of him, but now I do realize it was him. I've noticed how you and Kirashu have gotten closer, I thought that stubborn half-demon would never warm up to you. And I truly believes he cares deeply for you."
"He'll always love Sarama, they were each others first love. I don't want to take him away from the demon slayer, even though she has attacked me, I know that there is something within her which is still the kind, and brave woman who is a legend now. They both love each other so much, I can just see it in their eyes when they meet. Anyway, Kirashu only protects me because I look so much alike her," Siasku said sadly, casting her eyes downwards as she watched the water flow calmly.
Kokiyu lightly placed her hand on the young girl's shoulder, and watched as she looked up from the water to look into her eyes. "Don't think that Siasku. If he only protected you because you looked like Sarama I swear that he would have never of woken up from his demon blood. Or risked his life so many times, and you should have seen when Yokiysu took you away, he was absolutely LIVID. I'm sure you can pick out at least a couple of times where you can say that he protected you, just because of you. You are a kind, sweet, nice, innocent, and great girl, Siasku. Never forget that." Kokiyu said as she smiled brightly at her, meaning every word.
Siasku brought the older woman into a tight hug, smiling happily as she exclaimed, "You don't know what that means to me Kokiyu! You've really been nice to me, and I appreciate that so much. Thank you!"
'Now that I think about it, it is true. Kirashu saved me when Sarama shot that arrow at me, when she was looking at me strange, every time. Maybe he really does care about me.' Siasku thought to herself. The young girl jumped when she heard the voice of the half-demon behind her.
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"Hey, what are you stupid girls doing?" Kirashu asked, watching as Siasku nearly jumped out of her skin and Kokiyu gave him a glare.
"And woman," the half-demon added, looking at Kokiyu as he said this.
"Some people never change. Or in your case Kirashu, half-demons. I guess I can't scold you about manners forever though," Kokiyu said in a teasing voice.
"You know I never listen, so why keep on trying?" Kirashu asked, though a mischievous glimmer showed in his golden eyes. 'I wonder what they would do to me if I pushed them into the lake for good fun? Probably shouldn't, they'd kill me for it. Still, I am tempted...' Kirashu thought to himself.
"Don't even THINK about it Kirashu," Siasku said as she gave the half-demon her own glare.
"Feh, I wasn't thinking about anything. If you stupid girl, and woman, are done then head back to camp," Kirashu said in a gruff tone.
"Kirashu, come sit with us, it does feel really great," Siasku said as she patted the ground next to her.
He was about to say, 'No way,' but the look on Siasku's face stopped him and the half-demon sat next to the young girl, dangling his feet in the cool water as he felt himself relax for the first time in weeks.
The three sat there together in a comforting silence, enjoying each others company and the beautiful day. They knew that tomorrow they would probably we traveling again. But, for today, the day of relaxation was fully being enjoyed by the trio.
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Another sort of non-action, everything is okay, until... Kind of chapter. Yes, and Sarama meets Nasaou, nut how come she doesn't know who he is? Why did he change his appearance? What did he do to Sarama, and what does this spell out for the group?