Hey there. I don't own them. As obvious as that may be. Even so..Here's
part to for my loyal..Reader... One reveiw on the last is a
bit..Disapointing, but even so, I shall continue to write.
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"I smell aproaching death..And human blood. Wait a second..That's Mirokus blood!" Thehanyous amber eyes widened, and he hastily turned t0o Kagome. "Kagome! Climb on my back!" The surprise upon Kagomes face was evident, as she swiftly climbed upon her companions back. Growling softly, Inuyasha lept, fleeing quickly from the well, a crimson bklur as he hurled through the forest.
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"You bastard!" The taijiya yelled at the sneering youkai, her eyes balzing with fear and anger. Without a moments hesitation, she was at the houshis side. "Hold on, Miroku." The respectful title forgotten in her panic, she clasped his shoulders to hold him upright.
"Serves the buzo right for interfering." The youkai hissed, the sound evolving into a brutal chuckle at Mirokus haggard state. "He is close to death, as surely you know by now. As comes his death will come yours."
Sangos jaws clenched, and she glanced at Miroku. "You can hold on..You have to!"
Biting her lip, she proceded to break the arrow, wincing as did he, as the arrow was pulled from him, it's once oak shaft painted scarlet with his blood.
"Sango...I am prepared to..Accept my fate, if it is so..That I will die here. I just wanted to say..I...I...I...Oh.."
"Miroku!" Her eyes wide, one of her hands snaked from his shoulder, brushing gentally upon his neck, to find his pulse. When one was reconised, she laid him upon the ground. "Don't die.." She murmured, noting the erraticness of it. Her gaze flicked away from him, to the cold hearted, chocolate locked youkai before her. "You bastard. Look at him. Look at what you've done! If he dies.."
She broke off, drawing a shaky breath. Her head bowed, she began to sob softly, gathering the houshis head into her lap, cradeling it softly. A soft moan poured from him, and she looked up, frowning at the dark stain spreading upon his robes at the chest. Ignoring then the youkais presence, she carefully pulled him into a sit. Her sleeve became prey to her furrious grasp, and quickly was pulled into a make-shift bandage. "Onagi..Live.."
Hesitantly, she pushed down his robes, exposing his chest. A look of horror settled upon her face, and she whimpered softly, gazing at the crimson blood smeared by his robes. Free of the cloth, new blood quickly moved to join the rest, flowing freely down his stomach, gleaming cruely in the fresh sun. Frowning, she raveged her sleeves once more, wiping away the best she could the blood, hastily using the makeshift bandage upon the wound both front and back.
Once done, she layed him in her lap again, wiping away her tears, with hands smeared scarlet. Once again the youkais laughter taunted her, his icen orbs shimmering with glee. "He cannot be saved."
"And neither can you!" Gazes were turned toward the seething hanyou, as Kagome was deposited beside Sango. A look of fury upon his face, Inuyasha snarled at the youkai, the wind scar working its magic almost immeadiatly. Tetsusaiga returned to its scabbard, he made his way to join his friends. "You have real bandages, don't you, Kagome?" Concern touched his voice, and the miko nodded. The corn rivaling bag was pulled from her shoulders, and she rummaged through it, the seemingly interminable space inside it felt through at an ungodly speed, and thus returned her hand, cluthing a roll of gauze.
To the obviously greatful taijiya it was handed, and soon the wound was re- wrapped. In a short span of time, the houshis eyelids fluttered and blinked open. Wearily he set his gaze upon his friends in turn, oblivious to the fact Sango cradeled him in her lap. "Sango?" He whispered softly, and the taijiya was hastey to respond.
"I'm right here..I'm not leaving, I promise.." Hanyou and miko exchanged glances, taking their leave from the clearing, pausing once out of sight, to listen.
Miroku glanced up, a smile perched upon his unnaturally pale face. The weak expression was very faint, but there even so, and authentic. "If...If I die.. I want you to know..That I'm sorry. I'm sorry for.. Degrading you. For making you angery. I may never be able.. To say so again... I wanted you to know that. As well as that..I want you to be happy. Always...Because.. I love you.."
The houshi coughed softly, blood pooling and spilling over his lower lip, trailing to his chin. Sango wiped it away, listening to his retched pants for breath, as again his eyes fell closed. She watched in fear his chest heave shallowly, though it took so much effort she could see for the drawing of each breath. She couldn't say she loved him. She couldn't tell him, just to loose him. "Don't die.. Gomen..Demo..Ongai, live!"
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"Shit. I should have noticed it before." The hanyou snarled, hitting his forehead roughly with his palm.
"What? What is it?" Kagome frowned slightly, watching him.
"Poison...It smel of poison..I think the arrow was poisoned..."
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Heh.. I am sooo cruel....
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"I smell aproaching death..And human blood. Wait a second..That's Mirokus blood!" Thehanyous amber eyes widened, and he hastily turned t0o Kagome. "Kagome! Climb on my back!" The surprise upon Kagomes face was evident, as she swiftly climbed upon her companions back. Growling softly, Inuyasha lept, fleeing quickly from the well, a crimson bklur as he hurled through the forest.
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"You bastard!" The taijiya yelled at the sneering youkai, her eyes balzing with fear and anger. Without a moments hesitation, she was at the houshis side. "Hold on, Miroku." The respectful title forgotten in her panic, she clasped his shoulders to hold him upright.
"Serves the buzo right for interfering." The youkai hissed, the sound evolving into a brutal chuckle at Mirokus haggard state. "He is close to death, as surely you know by now. As comes his death will come yours."
Sangos jaws clenched, and she glanced at Miroku. "You can hold on..You have to!"
Biting her lip, she proceded to break the arrow, wincing as did he, as the arrow was pulled from him, it's once oak shaft painted scarlet with his blood.
"Sango...I am prepared to..Accept my fate, if it is so..That I will die here. I just wanted to say..I...I...I...Oh.."
"Miroku!" Her eyes wide, one of her hands snaked from his shoulder, brushing gentally upon his neck, to find his pulse. When one was reconised, she laid him upon the ground. "Don't die.." She murmured, noting the erraticness of it. Her gaze flicked away from him, to the cold hearted, chocolate locked youkai before her. "You bastard. Look at him. Look at what you've done! If he dies.."
She broke off, drawing a shaky breath. Her head bowed, she began to sob softly, gathering the houshis head into her lap, cradeling it softly. A soft moan poured from him, and she looked up, frowning at the dark stain spreading upon his robes at the chest. Ignoring then the youkais presence, she carefully pulled him into a sit. Her sleeve became prey to her furrious grasp, and quickly was pulled into a make-shift bandage. "Onagi..Live.."
Hesitantly, she pushed down his robes, exposing his chest. A look of horror settled upon her face, and she whimpered softly, gazing at the crimson blood smeared by his robes. Free of the cloth, new blood quickly moved to join the rest, flowing freely down his stomach, gleaming cruely in the fresh sun. Frowning, she raveged her sleeves once more, wiping away the best she could the blood, hastily using the makeshift bandage upon the wound both front and back.
Once done, she layed him in her lap again, wiping away her tears, with hands smeared scarlet. Once again the youkais laughter taunted her, his icen orbs shimmering with glee. "He cannot be saved."
"And neither can you!" Gazes were turned toward the seething hanyou, as Kagome was deposited beside Sango. A look of fury upon his face, Inuyasha snarled at the youkai, the wind scar working its magic almost immeadiatly. Tetsusaiga returned to its scabbard, he made his way to join his friends. "You have real bandages, don't you, Kagome?" Concern touched his voice, and the miko nodded. The corn rivaling bag was pulled from her shoulders, and she rummaged through it, the seemingly interminable space inside it felt through at an ungodly speed, and thus returned her hand, cluthing a roll of gauze.
To the obviously greatful taijiya it was handed, and soon the wound was re- wrapped. In a short span of time, the houshis eyelids fluttered and blinked open. Wearily he set his gaze upon his friends in turn, oblivious to the fact Sango cradeled him in her lap. "Sango?" He whispered softly, and the taijiya was hastey to respond.
"I'm right here..I'm not leaving, I promise.." Hanyou and miko exchanged glances, taking their leave from the clearing, pausing once out of sight, to listen.
Miroku glanced up, a smile perched upon his unnaturally pale face. The weak expression was very faint, but there even so, and authentic. "If...If I die.. I want you to know..That I'm sorry. I'm sorry for.. Degrading you. For making you angery. I may never be able.. To say so again... I wanted you to know that. As well as that..I want you to be happy. Always...Because.. I love you.."
The houshi coughed softly, blood pooling and spilling over his lower lip, trailing to his chin. Sango wiped it away, listening to his retched pants for breath, as again his eyes fell closed. She watched in fear his chest heave shallowly, though it took so much effort she could see for the drawing of each breath. She couldn't say she loved him. She couldn't tell him, just to loose him. "Don't die.. Gomen..Demo..Ongai, live!"
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"Shit. I should have noticed it before." The hanyou snarled, hitting his forehead roughly with his palm.
"What? What is it?" Kagome frowned slightly, watching him.
"Poison...It smel of poison..I think the arrow was poisoned..."
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Heh.. I am sooo cruel....