Unwanted Tears Shed
by Sarah
Chapter Name, Don't follow me! #26, enjoy!
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Kirashu was the first to awake the next morning and the half-demon felt well-rested for the first time in a very long time. The day of relaxation was definitely much-needed and Kirashu was glad that he taken advantage of taking the short break. He immediately stood up as he sniffed the air for any scents of nearby demons or anything which could endanger the women who he was watching over. A familiar scent came to his nose as his eyes widened in disbelief and held a faraway look within their golden depths.
'It's Sarama's scent... But it smells like her scent is mingled with another's, but it must have been just a demon which she slayed...' The half-demon thought to himself as he looked at the forest and watched as the demon slayer emerged from the forest.
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Sarama walked into the clearing where Kirashu was waiting, her grace to her step was gone, and she walked as if she was fighting every step she took. Nasaou's orders still repeated her head over and over again,
'Find the half-demon, and kill him. Then come back to me, your purity will be gone by this and I will be able to use you however I want to.'
The demon slayer fought her every step which she could, silently pleading the half-demon as she thought, 'Please, run away. Run away from me.'
Though she knew he never would run away from her, and if she said the words out loud he would be by her this very second. Her breath came in shortened gasps, and her brow was covered in sweat, it took everything within her to keep on fighting the spell, but she was loosing terribly and felt herself walk one step closer to the half-demon as she kept her eyes down, not daring herself to look into his golden eyes. Kirashu stood rooted to the spot, shocked and surprised that the cool and confident demon slayer was now gasping for every breath, her brow was covered in sweat and she fought to step forward.
'Something happened to her. Did she recently battle? No, she can kill a demon easily, several if there are that many. What happen to you, Sarama?'
The half-demon thought to himself as he looked with concern at her slowly moving body as she finally stood in front of him and raised her eyes to meet his.
"Sarama, what's wrong?"
Kirashu asked with such care, such softness to his voice, he could see her cold eyes soften to the question which he was asking her.
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Kirashu brought his hands around the woman's back, trying to comfort her as best as he could from whatever had happened to her. The demon slayer would be crying, if she could. The command which Nasaou given her still repeated in her head, and she felt more and more pain as she refused to do it. Sarama finally complied to the command, feeling her heart break as she did so, knowing what he wanted her to do but she was still weakly fighting it. The demon slayer leaned forward and kissed Kirashu, stunning the half-demon as he felt her lips against his. But, this kiss was empty, and had no emotions behind it, just a mere press with the lips of another and without any fire.
'Nasaou commanded me to kiss him, too bad that I have no fire or emotions to me kiss. Please forgive me Kirashu, I can't fight it anymore.'
Sarama brought her hand to where the half-demon hid his father's dagger, shamefully hanging her head as she felt her hand grip his dagger. Kirashu made no move as she did this, he stood in stunned silence, noticing the shame written all over her face. Before he could ask again what was wrong the demon slayer brought his dagger out and raised it above his heart. Her blue eyes held terrible sadness but she brought the dagger across, hearing the command to kill the half-demon louder then ever.
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Sarama stopped herself at the last second, the hand which had the dagger in her grasp shook with her stopping herself from driving it forward. The demon slayer looked up at Kirashu as he lightly held the hand which was shaking, quieting it.
"I...can't...control...myself," Sarama stammered, looking desperately into Kirashu's eyes.
After she said this Sarama fell limp in his arms, the pure exhaustion from fighting the spell had finally got to her and she couldn't fight it any more. Kirashu held her tightly as he closed his eyes, feeling himself shocked and confused about what had just happened.
'Sarama, what happened to you? Who did this to you?'
The half-demon thought to himself, but he was shaken from his thoughts as he smelled the salty scent of tears, and looked to see Siasku crying into Kokiyu's shirt.
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Siasku had watched the whole scene, she never knew that watching one kiss between the demon slayer and Kirashu could be so terribly painful, but it was. She felt like her heart had been torn from her body, worse than any battle wound which she could ever get. Siasku wanted to run away from the scene, ran away and never turn back. But, her body wouldn't comply, she was too shocked and heartbroken to move. So, she did the only thing which she could at that moment; she cried, she let the salty tears fall freely from her eyes, and gripped her heart. She had never experienced heartbreak before, and the feeling was terrible, she never knew that such a feeling could happen from something which wasn't even physical, but emotional.
Kokiyu looked at the stricken girl, she never knew that watching the young girl in pain would hurt her so much. She quickly brought the girl into a comforting hug, shushing her like a mother would to a child. The young woman soothingly stroked her hair to calm her down, not knowing what to say to make the girl feel any better. Siasku let out her choked sobs, and Kokiyu was surprised that she heard her little voice.
"He never cared Siasku, like I told you before. I was just being hopeful, but... I knew he'd never stop loving Sarama. Why would he ever care about a weakling like me?"
"Siasku don't say that. You aren't just a weakling, you are a strong and sweet girl."
Kokiyu said this softly, holding the young girl tightly, she hated to see her cry. And the thing which pained her most was that she couldn't do anything to make her feel better except comfort her. Siasku continued to cry, though her tears didn't ease the pain in her heart, the terrible pain which reminded her that her presumptions were right, Kirashu would never care for her. 'I'm so stupid! I just thought... I thought he might at least like me for who I am, not who I looked like. How could I ever be so stupid...'
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Kirashu looked at the crying from of Siasku, and he looked down sadly as he realized that she was crying because of him. 'I never wanted to hurt you, Siasku.' The half-demon thought as he carefully placed the unconscious demon slayer on the ground. Kirashu gently pushed the hair from the woman's face and then walked over to the sobbing Siasku.
The young girl felt another hand on her shoulder and knew that it was Kirashu. She didn't know what to do, if she should look up into his golden eyes, or try to move her legs and run away from the half-demon. But, Siasku finally looked up at Kirashu when she heard the half-demon softly say her name. And at that moment, she wished that she had ran away instead of gazing into Kirashu's golden eyes. She never believed that she could see so many emotions within his eyes, but she did.
Siasku's breath caught when she saw the half-demon's beautiful golden eyes and for the first time she saw Kirashu's true emotions, just by staring into his golden orbs.
Siasku saw loneliness, sadness, uncertainty, longing, want, anger, despair. And she realized for the first time he was standing there and not covering up his emotions, she saw his real emotions, she saw the REAL Kirashu. The gruff half-demon who had protected her and taken care of her, who was now standing in front of her in his most vulnerable state. And at that moment she knew how she really felt for the half-demon; she loved him.
'I can't stay anymore.'
The young girl finally found the strength in her to stand up, and tore her gaze away from Kirashu, not knowing where she would go, only that she was going to run until she couldn't run anymore. 'Good-bye Kirashu, please be happy with Sarama. I know you both really care about each other and love each other.' With that thought the young girl ran away, not knowing where her legs would take her but only wanting to run.
"Don't follow me Kirashu!" The young girl called out to the half-demon, not daring to look back into his golden eyes again because she knew that she wouldn't be able to leave him if she did.
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"Siasku! Stop!"
Kokiyu called out to the young girl, as she began to run after her but felt a hand on her shoulder which stopped her and turned to see Kirashu looking sadly at her.
"I think she wants to be alone, Kokiyu. It's all my fault, I should have never of let her get so close to me. And I need you Kokiyu, I don't know who did this to Sarama, but I think it might be Nasaou."
"If it was Nasaou then Siasku needs to be protected too! What if she gets hurt by that monster?!" Kokiyu exclaimed as she looked to be in near tears.
"She's a strong girl, I doubt that damn demon could get near her," Kirashu said with a ghost of a smile.
Kokiyu looked shocked at his comment, but looked away from the running form to Siasku, and she felt her shoulders slump in defeat.
"We look for her after Sarama wakes up," Kokiyu said as she tried to keep her voice from cracking with the sadness she felt.
"Don't worry Kokiyu, we'll find her. I know that look which she gave me when she stood up, she didn't want us to follow her. She wanted to be alone."
Kirashu walked over to the still form of the demon slayer and kneeled beside her, ripping off a piece of his kimono as he dabbed her brow and then looked where Siasku had ran.
'I'm sorry I hurt you Siasku, I hope that you can forgive me. I never meant to hurt you,' Kirashu thought as he found himself silently begging to see her cheerful face, and her beautiful smile again.
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Ah, yes, the newest chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!
by Sarah
Chapter Name, Don't follow me! #26, enjoy!
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Kirashu was the first to awake the next morning and the half-demon felt well-rested for the first time in a very long time. The day of relaxation was definitely much-needed and Kirashu was glad that he taken advantage of taking the short break. He immediately stood up as he sniffed the air for any scents of nearby demons or anything which could endanger the women who he was watching over. A familiar scent came to his nose as his eyes widened in disbelief and held a faraway look within their golden depths.
'It's Sarama's scent... But it smells like her scent is mingled with another's, but it must have been just a demon which she slayed...' The half-demon thought to himself as he looked at the forest and watched as the demon slayer emerged from the forest.
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Sarama walked into the clearing where Kirashu was waiting, her grace to her step was gone, and she walked as if she was fighting every step she took. Nasaou's orders still repeated her head over and over again,
'Find the half-demon, and kill him. Then come back to me, your purity will be gone by this and I will be able to use you however I want to.'
The demon slayer fought her every step which she could, silently pleading the half-demon as she thought, 'Please, run away. Run away from me.'
Though she knew he never would run away from her, and if she said the words out loud he would be by her this very second. Her breath came in shortened gasps, and her brow was covered in sweat, it took everything within her to keep on fighting the spell, but she was loosing terribly and felt herself walk one step closer to the half-demon as she kept her eyes down, not daring herself to look into his golden eyes. Kirashu stood rooted to the spot, shocked and surprised that the cool and confident demon slayer was now gasping for every breath, her brow was covered in sweat and she fought to step forward.
'Something happened to her. Did she recently battle? No, she can kill a demon easily, several if there are that many. What happen to you, Sarama?'
The half-demon thought to himself as he looked with concern at her slowly moving body as she finally stood in front of him and raised her eyes to meet his.
"Sarama, what's wrong?"
Kirashu asked with such care, such softness to his voice, he could see her cold eyes soften to the question which he was asking her.
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Kirashu brought his hands around the woman's back, trying to comfort her as best as he could from whatever had happened to her. The demon slayer would be crying, if she could. The command which Nasaou given her still repeated in her head, and she felt more and more pain as she refused to do it. Sarama finally complied to the command, feeling her heart break as she did so, knowing what he wanted her to do but she was still weakly fighting it. The demon slayer leaned forward and kissed Kirashu, stunning the half-demon as he felt her lips against his. But, this kiss was empty, and had no emotions behind it, just a mere press with the lips of another and without any fire.
'Nasaou commanded me to kiss him, too bad that I have no fire or emotions to me kiss. Please forgive me Kirashu, I can't fight it anymore.'
Sarama brought her hand to where the half-demon hid his father's dagger, shamefully hanging her head as she felt her hand grip his dagger. Kirashu made no move as she did this, he stood in stunned silence, noticing the shame written all over her face. Before he could ask again what was wrong the demon slayer brought his dagger out and raised it above his heart. Her blue eyes held terrible sadness but she brought the dagger across, hearing the command to kill the half-demon louder then ever.
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Sarama stopped herself at the last second, the hand which had the dagger in her grasp shook with her stopping herself from driving it forward. The demon slayer looked up at Kirashu as he lightly held the hand which was shaking, quieting it.
"I...can't...control...myself," Sarama stammered, looking desperately into Kirashu's eyes.
After she said this Sarama fell limp in his arms, the pure exhaustion from fighting the spell had finally got to her and she couldn't fight it any more. Kirashu held her tightly as he closed his eyes, feeling himself shocked and confused about what had just happened.
'Sarama, what happened to you? Who did this to you?'
The half-demon thought to himself, but he was shaken from his thoughts as he smelled the salty scent of tears, and looked to see Siasku crying into Kokiyu's shirt.
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Siasku had watched the whole scene, she never knew that watching one kiss between the demon slayer and Kirashu could be so terribly painful, but it was. She felt like her heart had been torn from her body, worse than any battle wound which she could ever get. Siasku wanted to run away from the scene, ran away and never turn back. But, her body wouldn't comply, she was too shocked and heartbroken to move. So, she did the only thing which she could at that moment; she cried, she let the salty tears fall freely from her eyes, and gripped her heart. She had never experienced heartbreak before, and the feeling was terrible, she never knew that such a feeling could happen from something which wasn't even physical, but emotional.
Kokiyu looked at the stricken girl, she never knew that watching the young girl in pain would hurt her so much. She quickly brought the girl into a comforting hug, shushing her like a mother would to a child. The young woman soothingly stroked her hair to calm her down, not knowing what to say to make the girl feel any better. Siasku let out her choked sobs, and Kokiyu was surprised that she heard her little voice.
"He never cared Siasku, like I told you before. I was just being hopeful, but... I knew he'd never stop loving Sarama. Why would he ever care about a weakling like me?"
"Siasku don't say that. You aren't just a weakling, you are a strong and sweet girl."
Kokiyu said this softly, holding the young girl tightly, she hated to see her cry. And the thing which pained her most was that she couldn't do anything to make her feel better except comfort her. Siasku continued to cry, though her tears didn't ease the pain in her heart, the terrible pain which reminded her that her presumptions were right, Kirashu would never care for her. 'I'm so stupid! I just thought... I thought he might at least like me for who I am, not who I looked like. How could I ever be so stupid...'
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Kirashu looked at the crying from of Siasku, and he looked down sadly as he realized that she was crying because of him. 'I never wanted to hurt you, Siasku.' The half-demon thought as he carefully placed the unconscious demon slayer on the ground. Kirashu gently pushed the hair from the woman's face and then walked over to the sobbing Siasku.
The young girl felt another hand on her shoulder and knew that it was Kirashu. She didn't know what to do, if she should look up into his golden eyes, or try to move her legs and run away from the half-demon. But, Siasku finally looked up at Kirashu when she heard the half-demon softly say her name. And at that moment, she wished that she had ran away instead of gazing into Kirashu's golden eyes. She never believed that she could see so many emotions within his eyes, but she did.
Siasku's breath caught when she saw the half-demon's beautiful golden eyes and for the first time she saw Kirashu's true emotions, just by staring into his golden orbs.
Siasku saw loneliness, sadness, uncertainty, longing, want, anger, despair. And she realized for the first time he was standing there and not covering up his emotions, she saw his real emotions, she saw the REAL Kirashu. The gruff half-demon who had protected her and taken care of her, who was now standing in front of her in his most vulnerable state. And at that moment she knew how she really felt for the half-demon; she loved him.
'I can't stay anymore.'
The young girl finally found the strength in her to stand up, and tore her gaze away from Kirashu, not knowing where she would go, only that she was going to run until she couldn't run anymore. 'Good-bye Kirashu, please be happy with Sarama. I know you both really care about each other and love each other.' With that thought the young girl ran away, not knowing where her legs would take her but only wanting to run.
"Don't follow me Kirashu!" The young girl called out to the half-demon, not daring to look back into his golden eyes again because she knew that she wouldn't be able to leave him if she did.
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"Siasku! Stop!"
Kokiyu called out to the young girl, as she began to run after her but felt a hand on her shoulder which stopped her and turned to see Kirashu looking sadly at her.
"I think she wants to be alone, Kokiyu. It's all my fault, I should have never of let her get so close to me. And I need you Kokiyu, I don't know who did this to Sarama, but I think it might be Nasaou."
"If it was Nasaou then Siasku needs to be protected too! What if she gets hurt by that monster?!" Kokiyu exclaimed as she looked to be in near tears.
"She's a strong girl, I doubt that damn demon could get near her," Kirashu said with a ghost of a smile.
Kokiyu looked shocked at his comment, but looked away from the running form to Siasku, and she felt her shoulders slump in defeat.
"We look for her after Sarama wakes up," Kokiyu said as she tried to keep her voice from cracking with the sadness she felt.
"Don't worry Kokiyu, we'll find her. I know that look which she gave me when she stood up, she didn't want us to follow her. She wanted to be alone."
Kirashu walked over to the still form of the demon slayer and kneeled beside her, ripping off a piece of his kimono as he dabbed her brow and then looked where Siasku had ran.
'I'm sorry I hurt you Siasku, I hope that you can forgive me. I never meant to hurt you,' Kirashu thought as he found himself silently begging to see her cheerful face, and her beautiful smile again.
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Ah, yes, the newest chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!