Fateful Curse
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Inuyasha or any of these characters in my story, sadly. Lucky Rumiko Takahashi does though. Aishiteru Inuyasha and Sesshomaru and all! Love you bunches, love you tons!
I hope you like this chapter. I tried to make it as kawaii as possible without getting out of character. It's kind of hard when I haven't really seen anything go on between Sango and Miroku. I'm making this up as I go along. HOPE YOU LIKE!
::thoughts::
ENJOY!
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Chapter Four: Hidden in the Shadows
Miroku was trying hard to see his way through all the fog, and the heavy rain didn't help much. It kept pounding down hard onto his body, slowing down his pace and diminishing his hope to find any place of comfort and safety out of the cold rain. His feet kept getting caught and stuck in the dark mud below him. His clothes were drenched and felt like ice against his skin. He couldn't feel it anyway because his body had gone numb a while ago. His hair was matted down on his head and some of his bangs got in front of his eyes. So he would have to stop or slow down and wipe them away. He held Sango close to him, trying to provide any warmth for the unconscious demon exterminator lying limply in his arms. Her face was buried in his chest. Her hair was heavy with the rainwater and her clothes were drenched and clinging to her body. Her skin was pale and the gash on her forehead looked a little deep and infected. Miroku could easily tell that she was as cold and as numb as he was.
Miroku tried hard to sustain Sango's body weight in his arms but it was hard and very painful. It wasn't like Sango was heavy or anything but the wound on his left shoulder had reopened and it was causing him a lot of pain to keep holding onto Sango. He knew he couldn't just let her go. He couldn't abandon her out in the forest alone. He couldn't ever do that to his Sango. She meant too much to him.
His foot got caught on a tree root and Miroku couldn't keep his balance. He fell over taking Sango with him. Miroku knew he was going to land face first but he didn't want himself to fall on top of Sango and crush the rest of the life out of her. In midair, he twisted his body around just enough so he landed on his left side, onto his wounded shoulder.
Miroku shut his eyes tight and cried out in agony and animosity. The familiar burn came back to his shoulder and ran through his shoulder blade. It stung one hundred times worse than a bee sting. He faintly felt the blood seep down his arm and dripped down his chest. Miroku looked down at Sango's form and noticed Sango's skin was covered in dark brown mud and another shade paler than a few moments ago. She was getting worse.
Miroku lifted his cursed hand and brushed his fingers against Sango's cheek. Once his fingers connected to her flesh, he brought them away in surprise. She was colder than ice and she was sickly pale. He knew he HAD to get her out of the pounding rain and into a warmer surrounding. He got to his knees and picked Sango up gently, adjusting her in his arms with Sango's head resting in the crook of his neck. He wasn't going to let Sango stay in this harsh weather. He brought himself off the ground and to his feet.
He was oblivious to the fast-falling rain and to the burning and stinging ache in his shoulder. Miroku started running, looking around best he could through the fog for any kind of shelter. He just kept running, not giving into his exhaustion and collapse. He couldn't give up hope and his faith. He had to find something! He stumbled a few times but kept his balance. He was determined to find a safe place for his Sango. ::Stay strong Sango. Stay strong. Stay alive::
Then, he stopped. He sensed something wrong. Miroku took a few steps backwards. His back bumped into a tree trunk. ::Where'd that come from?:: Out of no where, a bolt of lightning came from the heavens and lit up the area, clearing the fog for a few moments. Miroku then saw a rock boulder that caught his eye. ::There!:: He was just about to run forward when another bolt of lightning came and struck the large tree in front of him, blocking his path to their safety. ::NO!::
He glared at the tree enraged. The rain seemed to pour down harder as if it was feeding off of Miroku's distress. The tree was so thick, you'd have to be like Inuyasha to jump that high up and over. They'd have to go around the tree, which would delay them from getting to shelter sooner.
Miroku started running to the right, keeping the tree in sight to his left. The fog seemed to get thicker and Miroku's eyesight barely could see the outline of objects. He finally found the end of the long tree trunk but he didn't see the scratchy branch hanging down for the stump. It sliced against his left cheek sharply, tearing his flesh. Another branch attached to the stump scratched and tore into his wound on his shoulder. He hissed in pain. The blood that trailed down his cheek mixed with the rainwater that continued to shower down them like rocks.
He continued to run to the place he saw when the lightning flashed before. He headed straight in hopes that he'd find it. His arms kept getting caught on branches. His hair was pulled and yanked at by the hanging branches. Miroku ignored it and trailed further through the forest. ::Where's that place I saw? It couldn't be that far away::
Minutes passed and he still couldn't find it. ::Damn it! Sango might freeze to death if she stays out in this weather!:: Miroku started running faster. His throat felt cold and arid. His lungs were tight and it was harder to breathe. Exhaustion was coming even closer but he fought the urge to collapse. ::Can't quit now. Have to find that stupid place. Have to save Sango::
The rain fell heavier and the fog still wouldn't lift. All was dark and eerie. Miroku was lost and he couldn't tell which way he was going anymore. He had stopped running but still kept his feet moving at a fast pace.
Then he felt something tug at him, willing him to turn around and go the other way. He hesitated at first but looked down at Sango and noted her lips were a sickly pale blue color. He rushed quickly back the other way and started to run in the direction the unknown force pulled him. He continued to run until he came to a stop in front of a log cabin. ::Thank Kami-sama::
Miroku rushed into the log cabin and closed the door behind him; not letting any rain come into the house, fate had brought them to. His eyes adjusted to the dark and searched around the cabin for anything that could supply warmth. His eyes skimmed over a bed. ::Thank Kami-sama::
He darted over to the bed and placed Sango in it. Miroku looked around the cabin and his eyes fell upon a fireplace. Fresh wood was neatly stacked by its side. He put a few logs into the fire pit and lit it up, spreading warmth throughout the cabin. He went back over to Sango's side. He frowned when he noticed Sango was shivering because of the freezing articles of clothing she wore. She needed to get out of those before she froze and got in a worse condition. He blushed at the thought of Sango naked. ::No time to think about that now. I need to get her out of those things. No doubt she's going to abuse me when she finds out later::
He removed her clothes, careful not to brush his fingers on her skin. He kept his eyes focused on the ceiling. He felt his cheeks warm up with the heat of his blush. Finally, when Miroku got her out of her icy garments, he tucked her frozen shivering body under he blankets on the bed.
Miroku looked around the cabin, in hopes of finding more blankets to heat up Sango. He found a couple and tossed them onto Sango's form on the bed. After long moments, she continued to shiver and her skin seemed to turn more sickly paler than before. The bruise on her forehead stood out on her skin and her lips were tinted with blue. Miroku felt guilty that he couldn't have gotten her to safety faster. She might have been okay. His heart broke to see her in a position like this. ::She's going to kill me when she finds out what I'm going to do, but I'm not going to let her freeze to death because of me::
Miroku removed his own clothing and shivered as he felt the freezing air blow against his own skin. He climbed into the bed and pulled Sango close to him, trying to provide her with any kind of warmth. He wrapped his arms tight around her waist and pulled her even closer, sharing his body heat with her.
"Don't die on me Sango. You'll live. You can survive this. I know you can. You're strong and you'll live on. Please get better," he whispered into her ear.
He stroked her hair and rubbed her back, trying to produce a spark of warmth and comfort. Miroku leaned down and kissed the bruise on her forehead lightly.
"We'll get through this. I know we will." Miroku pulled her even tighter to his body. The fire was warming the cabin up and he could feel the heat of it slightly through the blankets. He rested his head on top of Sango's and closed his eyes.
"Goodnight, my love." Miroku kissed her once more on top of her head and he finally let his exhaustion take over and he fell into a blissful sleep, ready to awaken to the next day that lay ahead them.
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Okay! That's that! Wow huh? I finished another chapter. That was fun. I added more fluff to it and next chapter will be even better. More fluff and this time, is it Sango's turn?? Please review.
-Heather Christi
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Inuyasha or any of these characters in my story, sadly. Lucky Rumiko Takahashi does though. Aishiteru Inuyasha and Sesshomaru and all! Love you bunches, love you tons!
I hope you like this chapter. I tried to make it as kawaii as possible without getting out of character. It's kind of hard when I haven't really seen anything go on between Sango and Miroku. I'm making this up as I go along. HOPE YOU LIKE!
::thoughts::
ENJOY!
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Chapter Four: Hidden in the Shadows
Miroku was trying hard to see his way through all the fog, and the heavy rain didn't help much. It kept pounding down hard onto his body, slowing down his pace and diminishing his hope to find any place of comfort and safety out of the cold rain. His feet kept getting caught and stuck in the dark mud below him. His clothes were drenched and felt like ice against his skin. He couldn't feel it anyway because his body had gone numb a while ago. His hair was matted down on his head and some of his bangs got in front of his eyes. So he would have to stop or slow down and wipe them away. He held Sango close to him, trying to provide any warmth for the unconscious demon exterminator lying limply in his arms. Her face was buried in his chest. Her hair was heavy with the rainwater and her clothes were drenched and clinging to her body. Her skin was pale and the gash on her forehead looked a little deep and infected. Miroku could easily tell that she was as cold and as numb as he was.
Miroku tried hard to sustain Sango's body weight in his arms but it was hard and very painful. It wasn't like Sango was heavy or anything but the wound on his left shoulder had reopened and it was causing him a lot of pain to keep holding onto Sango. He knew he couldn't just let her go. He couldn't abandon her out in the forest alone. He couldn't ever do that to his Sango. She meant too much to him.
His foot got caught on a tree root and Miroku couldn't keep his balance. He fell over taking Sango with him. Miroku knew he was going to land face first but he didn't want himself to fall on top of Sango and crush the rest of the life out of her. In midair, he twisted his body around just enough so he landed on his left side, onto his wounded shoulder.
Miroku shut his eyes tight and cried out in agony and animosity. The familiar burn came back to his shoulder and ran through his shoulder blade. It stung one hundred times worse than a bee sting. He faintly felt the blood seep down his arm and dripped down his chest. Miroku looked down at Sango's form and noticed Sango's skin was covered in dark brown mud and another shade paler than a few moments ago. She was getting worse.
Miroku lifted his cursed hand and brushed his fingers against Sango's cheek. Once his fingers connected to her flesh, he brought them away in surprise. She was colder than ice and she was sickly pale. He knew he HAD to get her out of the pounding rain and into a warmer surrounding. He got to his knees and picked Sango up gently, adjusting her in his arms with Sango's head resting in the crook of his neck. He wasn't going to let Sango stay in this harsh weather. He brought himself off the ground and to his feet.
He was oblivious to the fast-falling rain and to the burning and stinging ache in his shoulder. Miroku started running, looking around best he could through the fog for any kind of shelter. He just kept running, not giving into his exhaustion and collapse. He couldn't give up hope and his faith. He had to find something! He stumbled a few times but kept his balance. He was determined to find a safe place for his Sango. ::Stay strong Sango. Stay strong. Stay alive::
Then, he stopped. He sensed something wrong. Miroku took a few steps backwards. His back bumped into a tree trunk. ::Where'd that come from?:: Out of no where, a bolt of lightning came from the heavens and lit up the area, clearing the fog for a few moments. Miroku then saw a rock boulder that caught his eye. ::There!:: He was just about to run forward when another bolt of lightning came and struck the large tree in front of him, blocking his path to their safety. ::NO!::
He glared at the tree enraged. The rain seemed to pour down harder as if it was feeding off of Miroku's distress. The tree was so thick, you'd have to be like Inuyasha to jump that high up and over. They'd have to go around the tree, which would delay them from getting to shelter sooner.
Miroku started running to the right, keeping the tree in sight to his left. The fog seemed to get thicker and Miroku's eyesight barely could see the outline of objects. He finally found the end of the long tree trunk but he didn't see the scratchy branch hanging down for the stump. It sliced against his left cheek sharply, tearing his flesh. Another branch attached to the stump scratched and tore into his wound on his shoulder. He hissed in pain. The blood that trailed down his cheek mixed with the rainwater that continued to shower down them like rocks.
He continued to run to the place he saw when the lightning flashed before. He headed straight in hopes that he'd find it. His arms kept getting caught on branches. His hair was pulled and yanked at by the hanging branches. Miroku ignored it and trailed further through the forest. ::Where's that place I saw? It couldn't be that far away::
Minutes passed and he still couldn't find it. ::Damn it! Sango might freeze to death if she stays out in this weather!:: Miroku started running faster. His throat felt cold and arid. His lungs were tight and it was harder to breathe. Exhaustion was coming even closer but he fought the urge to collapse. ::Can't quit now. Have to find that stupid place. Have to save Sango::
The rain fell heavier and the fog still wouldn't lift. All was dark and eerie. Miroku was lost and he couldn't tell which way he was going anymore. He had stopped running but still kept his feet moving at a fast pace.
Then he felt something tug at him, willing him to turn around and go the other way. He hesitated at first but looked down at Sango and noted her lips were a sickly pale blue color. He rushed quickly back the other way and started to run in the direction the unknown force pulled him. He continued to run until he came to a stop in front of a log cabin. ::Thank Kami-sama::
Miroku rushed into the log cabin and closed the door behind him; not letting any rain come into the house, fate had brought them to. His eyes adjusted to the dark and searched around the cabin for anything that could supply warmth. His eyes skimmed over a bed. ::Thank Kami-sama::
He darted over to the bed and placed Sango in it. Miroku looked around the cabin and his eyes fell upon a fireplace. Fresh wood was neatly stacked by its side. He put a few logs into the fire pit and lit it up, spreading warmth throughout the cabin. He went back over to Sango's side. He frowned when he noticed Sango was shivering because of the freezing articles of clothing she wore. She needed to get out of those before she froze and got in a worse condition. He blushed at the thought of Sango naked. ::No time to think about that now. I need to get her out of those things. No doubt she's going to abuse me when she finds out later::
He removed her clothes, careful not to brush his fingers on her skin. He kept his eyes focused on the ceiling. He felt his cheeks warm up with the heat of his blush. Finally, when Miroku got her out of her icy garments, he tucked her frozen shivering body under he blankets on the bed.
Miroku looked around the cabin, in hopes of finding more blankets to heat up Sango. He found a couple and tossed them onto Sango's form on the bed. After long moments, she continued to shiver and her skin seemed to turn more sickly paler than before. The bruise on her forehead stood out on her skin and her lips were tinted with blue. Miroku felt guilty that he couldn't have gotten her to safety faster. She might have been okay. His heart broke to see her in a position like this. ::She's going to kill me when she finds out what I'm going to do, but I'm not going to let her freeze to death because of me::
Miroku removed his own clothing and shivered as he felt the freezing air blow against his own skin. He climbed into the bed and pulled Sango close to him, trying to provide her with any kind of warmth. He wrapped his arms tight around her waist and pulled her even closer, sharing his body heat with her.
"Don't die on me Sango. You'll live. You can survive this. I know you can. You're strong and you'll live on. Please get better," he whispered into her ear.
He stroked her hair and rubbed her back, trying to produce a spark of warmth and comfort. Miroku leaned down and kissed the bruise on her forehead lightly.
"We'll get through this. I know we will." Miroku pulled her even tighter to his body. The fire was warming the cabin up and he could feel the heat of it slightly through the blankets. He rested his head on top of Sango's and closed his eyes.
"Goodnight, my love." Miroku kissed her once more on top of her head and he finally let his exhaustion take over and he fell into a blissful sleep, ready to awaken to the next day that lay ahead them.
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Okay! That's that! Wow huh? I finished another chapter. That was fun. I added more fluff to it and next chapter will be even better. More fluff and this time, is it Sango's turn?? Please review.
-Heather Christi