Authoress: Michelle C.
Date: October 5, 2002 (Actually. wouldn't it be considered the 6th if it's one o' clock in the morning? I'm confused o.o''')
Series: Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale
Disclaimers: It all belongs to the genius Ms. Rumiko Takahashi. *Sob* I own nothing! *Smiles* But I would sure love to own Miroku *Gestures at the walls and walls of Miroku pics behind her* ^ ^'''
Pre-chapter Authoress' Ramblings: I wanted to correct my stupid spelling mistake on chap.1 (still figuring out the kinks and stuff to ff.net). The title to my fic is actually Haunted Dreams: Toritsukarete iru Yume, not Haunting. I also wanted to say a huge 'thank you' to Momori and hikari. *Huggles* Thankie-thankie! ^ ^ I can't believe someone actually reviewed! Since you said you liked it and my brain is actually working at 1:00am, I'm writing this second chapter off the top of my head so maybe I can post it tonight too. Hopefully, I can make it at least a '5' or so on a 1 to 10 scale.
From the Last Chapter:
Sango regarded him suspiciously and Miroku, catching her glare, held his hands in front of him as a form of truce. "I won't try anything. You seem to really need to talk so I won't even sit that close to you, alright?" Miroku asked. Tonight, that is, he added mentally while grinning slightly at the same time, just tonight.
Haunted Dream: Toritsukarete ire Yume
Chapter 2
Sango sat down and pulled her legs to her chest. "Houshi-sama?" Sango asked, her eyes not leaving the sparkling lake in front of her.
"Yes, Sango?" Miroku questioned, looking at her in the moonlight. 'She's so beautiful right now.' he thought. "Are you alright?" Miroku asked after a few instants of silence in a semi-worried voice.
"I couldn't save her." Sango said in a far off voice. Tears started running off her face in small streaks, the moistness in her eyes making them sparkle.
'Like gems.' Miroku thought to himself. 'She must be talking about her mother. I wonder what happened. I wonder if it would be a good idea if I asked.' The realization that Sango was talking again snapped him back to reality.
"I was right there and I couldn't save her. I let her die. It was all my fault." said Sango, weeping now.
"Sango, I'm sure whatever happened was beyond your control. Don't beat yourself up like this," Miroku said. 'It's killing me to see you like this. Why can't I just take all your pain away?' Miroku enveloped her in a tight hug, not letting his hand 'slip' anywhere for once.
Startled, Sango almost slapped him, but when she didn't feel his hand 'slip', she relaxed a bit and just cried some more. 'Why is he being so nice to me? Sango wondered through her tears. Why am I being so weak? Why was I so weak then? I.' Sango tried to hold back her tears but failed miserably. 'I failed everyone in my family. I've failed mother. She died right in front of my eyes.' Flashes of her mother's death resurfaced again in her head.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*** Flashback***^*^*^*^*^*^*^
"Okaasan!"
"Sango. Run far away from here. Live a happy life. for. me."
"No! Never! I'll never leave you!!" We see a young Sango, around the age of 6 or 7 years old clutching a smaller version of her hiraikotsu. {A/N: Hiraikotsu (did I spell that right?) is the giant boomerang bone that Sango carries around with her} "Okaasan!!" The young Sango is horrified as her mother is crushed in the grips of a giant serpent-like youkai. "Okaasan! Okaasan, please!"
The daija-youkai lifted the lifeless body of Sango's mother towards its repulsive mouth and dropped her in it, swallowing her whole. "No!!" Sango shrieked. In a blind wave of fury, Sango lunged at the youkai, only to be smacked several meters back, knocking over her father who was running from the opposite direction.
"Sango, Sango! Are you ok?" Her father asked while shaking her slightly.
Sango groaned and blinked her eyes. "Okaasan!!" She cried suddenly with tears running down her face.
"Where is your mother?" Asked Sango's father, worried that his daughter was acting this way.
"Okaasan." was all that Sango could say. She tilted her head down at the ground with her eyes closed and pointed to the daija-youkai.
"What?!" Asked her father, startled. "No. This can't be." He said and looked at Sango carefully again. 'No!' he thought, seeing that her tears were real.
Leaving Sango where she was, her father rushed forward with his weapon, followed closely behind by his men with their weapons.
Moments later, the giant and former mighty serpent-beast collapsed in a giant wriggling heap on the ground, Sango's father delivering the final blow.
Five men extracted the bloody remains of Sango's mother from the youkai's stomach and they all dug a grave for her. Sango, only just getting over her previous surge of tears, started weeping again when she saw what was left of her beautiful, kind-hearted mother. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*** End of Flashback***^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Sango shivered violently and the frail restraints that she had created earlier collapsed. She sobbed into the monk's strong torso, causing him to hug her even closer. "Cry, Sango. Just cry." 'Cry to your heart's content. I'm here for you and I'll be here for as long as I can.'
Authoress' Notes: Aiyaa! I actually finished it! Two chapters in 2 days! ^ ^ So, what? Yay? Nay? I'm kinda-sorta surprised I typed this, seeing that I sat at my stupid computer from about noon to now (minus dinner time, shower, piano practice, etc.) Sorry. I'm babbling. It's 3 in the morning and all I want to do is sleep. Sorry if this chapter was like crud. I'm just too sleepy to revise it any more and I really want to post it. Oh, btw, I apologize if I used any improper Japanese in either one of my chapters. My dictionary is a little messed up and I can't find any working Internet ones. Anyways, review, review please and if you must flame, go ahead. (If I get too many, I could always give the li'l flames to my good ol' buddy who has a crazy mother, putting the AC on almost 50 somethin' all the time.) I know this chapter's pretty crummy but I couldn't help it. Just was bored and (I'm still babbling -.-). Until the next chapter ^ ^
Ciao~
Date: October 5, 2002 (Actually. wouldn't it be considered the 6th if it's one o' clock in the morning? I'm confused o.o''')
Series: Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale
Disclaimers: It all belongs to the genius Ms. Rumiko Takahashi. *Sob* I own nothing! *Smiles* But I would sure love to own Miroku *Gestures at the walls and walls of Miroku pics behind her* ^ ^'''
Pre-chapter Authoress' Ramblings: I wanted to correct my stupid spelling mistake on chap.1 (still figuring out the kinks and stuff to ff.net). The title to my fic is actually Haunted Dreams: Toritsukarete iru Yume, not Haunting. I also wanted to say a huge 'thank you' to Momori and hikari. *Huggles* Thankie-thankie! ^ ^ I can't believe someone actually reviewed! Since you said you liked it and my brain is actually working at 1:00am, I'm writing this second chapter off the top of my head so maybe I can post it tonight too. Hopefully, I can make it at least a '5' or so on a 1 to 10 scale.
From the Last Chapter:
Sango regarded him suspiciously and Miroku, catching her glare, held his hands in front of him as a form of truce. "I won't try anything. You seem to really need to talk so I won't even sit that close to you, alright?" Miroku asked. Tonight, that is, he added mentally while grinning slightly at the same time, just tonight.
Haunted Dream: Toritsukarete ire Yume
Chapter 2
Sango sat down and pulled her legs to her chest. "Houshi-sama?" Sango asked, her eyes not leaving the sparkling lake in front of her.
"Yes, Sango?" Miroku questioned, looking at her in the moonlight. 'She's so beautiful right now.' he thought. "Are you alright?" Miroku asked after a few instants of silence in a semi-worried voice.
"I couldn't save her." Sango said in a far off voice. Tears started running off her face in small streaks, the moistness in her eyes making them sparkle.
'Like gems.' Miroku thought to himself. 'She must be talking about her mother. I wonder what happened. I wonder if it would be a good idea if I asked.' The realization that Sango was talking again snapped him back to reality.
"I was right there and I couldn't save her. I let her die. It was all my fault." said Sango, weeping now.
"Sango, I'm sure whatever happened was beyond your control. Don't beat yourself up like this," Miroku said. 'It's killing me to see you like this. Why can't I just take all your pain away?' Miroku enveloped her in a tight hug, not letting his hand 'slip' anywhere for once.
Startled, Sango almost slapped him, but when she didn't feel his hand 'slip', she relaxed a bit and just cried some more. 'Why is he being so nice to me? Sango wondered through her tears. Why am I being so weak? Why was I so weak then? I.' Sango tried to hold back her tears but failed miserably. 'I failed everyone in my family. I've failed mother. She died right in front of my eyes.' Flashes of her mother's death resurfaced again in her head.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*** Flashback***^*^*^*^*^*^*^
"Okaasan!"
"Sango. Run far away from here. Live a happy life. for. me."
"No! Never! I'll never leave you!!" We see a young Sango, around the age of 6 or 7 years old clutching a smaller version of her hiraikotsu. {A/N: Hiraikotsu (did I spell that right?) is the giant boomerang bone that Sango carries around with her} "Okaasan!!" The young Sango is horrified as her mother is crushed in the grips of a giant serpent-like youkai. "Okaasan! Okaasan, please!"
The daija-youkai lifted the lifeless body of Sango's mother towards its repulsive mouth and dropped her in it, swallowing her whole. "No!!" Sango shrieked. In a blind wave of fury, Sango lunged at the youkai, only to be smacked several meters back, knocking over her father who was running from the opposite direction.
"Sango, Sango! Are you ok?" Her father asked while shaking her slightly.
Sango groaned and blinked her eyes. "Okaasan!!" She cried suddenly with tears running down her face.
"Where is your mother?" Asked Sango's father, worried that his daughter was acting this way.
"Okaasan." was all that Sango could say. She tilted her head down at the ground with her eyes closed and pointed to the daija-youkai.
"What?!" Asked her father, startled. "No. This can't be." He said and looked at Sango carefully again. 'No!' he thought, seeing that her tears were real.
Leaving Sango where she was, her father rushed forward with his weapon, followed closely behind by his men with their weapons.
Moments later, the giant and former mighty serpent-beast collapsed in a giant wriggling heap on the ground, Sango's father delivering the final blow.
Five men extracted the bloody remains of Sango's mother from the youkai's stomach and they all dug a grave for her. Sango, only just getting over her previous surge of tears, started weeping again when she saw what was left of her beautiful, kind-hearted mother. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*** End of Flashback***^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Sango shivered violently and the frail restraints that she had created earlier collapsed. She sobbed into the monk's strong torso, causing him to hug her even closer. "Cry, Sango. Just cry." 'Cry to your heart's content. I'm here for you and I'll be here for as long as I can.'
Authoress' Notes: Aiyaa! I actually finished it! Two chapters in 2 days! ^ ^ So, what? Yay? Nay? I'm kinda-sorta surprised I typed this, seeing that I sat at my stupid computer from about noon to now (minus dinner time, shower, piano practice, etc.) Sorry. I'm babbling. It's 3 in the morning and all I want to do is sleep. Sorry if this chapter was like crud. I'm just too sleepy to revise it any more and I really want to post it. Oh, btw, I apologize if I used any improper Japanese in either one of my chapters. My dictionary is a little messed up and I can't find any working Internet ones. Anyways, review, review please and if you must flame, go ahead. (If I get too many, I could always give the li'l flames to my good ol' buddy who has a crazy mother, putting the AC on almost 50 somethin' all the time.) I know this chapter's pretty crummy but I couldn't help it. Just was bored and (I'm still babbling -.-). Until the next chapter ^ ^
Ciao~