Fateful Curse by Heather Christi
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own the original Inuyasha characters but I do own my own characters which I made up by myself! I'm a smartie! I OWN SESSY! (the plushie anyway) You might call this a story contributing with my obsession of the characters on the anime show!
I'M IN THE DOUBLE DIGITS IN CHAPTER NUMBERS! ALRIGHT! Are you readers ready for some fluff? Now we will get the romance going on. I haven't had much yet, have I? This will hopefully make up for it! I would love to thank all my reviewers and the other people who read and don't review (you have to review!!!!!!) but this story is sadly coming to an end. Well now on with the story and the Sango/Miroku action! ^_^ *wink wink nudge nudge*
::thoughts:: ENJOY!
Chapter Ten: Remember the Good Times
Mostly Sango's Point of View
They entered the familiar wooden cabin and all three of them were freezing because of the sudden cold that had appeared this early in August. It looked like it was about to sprinkle outside with all those dark and heavy rain clouds towering overhead in the dark sky.
The demon huntress shut the cabin door while the monk accompanying her lowered the blue-haired demon onto the bed they had shared earlier this morning. Who would have known they would have gotten into this mess when just a few days ago they were all laughing around a campfire eating 'instant ramen'. It was crazy how life seemed worked out for them.
Kagome had been taken by force into the Bone-Eater's Well from her time by a centipede demon which Inuyasha had killed after being released from his imprisonment on the Sacred Tree by Kagome. Kagome had almost been killed my Inuyasha multiple times and she still trusted him and traveled with him to complete the Shikon no Tama that she promised to give him whole.
Inuyasha had been pinned to the Sacred tree by his first love, Kikyo, who thought he had betrayed her by killing her and tricking her to give him the jewel to become a youkai. He's still hunted by Naraku, who pretended to be Inuyasha because his other half, Onigumo, was in love with the priestess, Kikyo. He seeks revenge for his imprisonment and Kikyo's bloody death.
Shippo had lost both of his youkai parents to the Thunder Brothers (?). He's still young and naïve but joins up with Kagome and soon sees her as his surrogate mother. He has to live with his parents' death and Inuyasha's constant teasing and attitude towards him.
Sango had lost all her family and her village to Naraku right in front of her own two eyes when the demon took control of Kohaku's body and made him kill them all in a demon slaying. Kohaku and Sango were supposed to be killed in that battle, but Sango had survived and Kohaku was barely hanging on. His memories had been lost and he's still being controlled by Naraku. If the jewel shard from his back which holds his life is taken out, Kohaku will die and Sango will lose him forever.
Miroku is suffering from a void on his right hand and his family will forever be cursed until the devious Naraku is killed. He watched his own father die in front of him because of this curse. The void grows bigger everyday and he doesn't know when his life will be taken into his own hand and curse.
The young priest turned around to face the demon slayer after tucking the blankets underneath the unconscious demon lying on the bed breathing shallowly to prevent the cold to wrap the demon into its grip. Miroku walked over to Sango and placed the warm cursed hand upon her cheek gently, staring into her eyes deeply. He stroked her cheek lightly with his thumbs and she almost closed her eyes in content. His touch almost made her forget everything.
"Are you alright Sango? I was so worried about you when I saw her with her sword above you. I was. I was so scared for your life," Miroku whispered out. Sango placed her hand on top of Miroku's right hand that was on her cheek. She rubbed his hand with hers and she pressed her lips to his cursed area near the void.
"I'm fine Miroku. I'm okay but I wouldn't be if it was not for you. Thank you for saving my life," Sango stared up at him with a light blush across her cheeks.
"Sango, I would do anything for you. I couldn't just let you die. You have so much to live for," Miroku spoke passionately but with a gentle tone. He cared so much for Sango and he'd be damned if he let anything hurt his Sango. The demon huntress blushed at his words and couldn't believe this was coming from the perverted monk she knew. She shyly smiled up at him and kissed the palm of his hand.
"You have so much to live for too and remember that," Sango said as she rubbed his cursed hand. "We'll get through this, together." With that, she leaned upwards quickly and gently brushed her lips against his. She stepped back away from Miroku and walked over the window to peer out into the forest with a healthy red blush spreading across her cheeks.
::I can't believe I just did that. I just *kissed* Miroku! What is going on with me?! I should know better than that. I can't deal with Miroku right now. I have my brother to worry about and-:: Just thinking about her brother made fresh tears brim the corners of her almond-shaped eyes. Her thoughts continued to track back to when Kohaku had been controlled and forced to kill her father and the rest of the demon slayers. She felt warm, safe arms wrap around her and her backed up until her back was pressing into a firm and toned chest. Sango leaned back and closed her eyes, trying to will all the bad memories clear from her mind but they wouldn't leave.
"Sango, it's okay. Don't hold back. It's not good to keep your feelings locked up for so long," whispered a gentle voice near her left ear. "Just let it out. I'm here for you." Sango turned in his safe arms and buried her face into his chest, letting her arms wrap tightly around his waist and his arms around hers. She clutched onto him and was determined to weep until her hearts content.
Oh how she wanted to cry for so long! Everything with Kohaku and seeing him with Naraku and not being able to do anything to help her made her bury herself deep in despair. She wanted to see her brother happy and smiling again! She wanted her brother back with her, alive, happy, and well.
Miroku whispered little encouragement words, letting her get all her stressful feelings out of her system that she had been holding back so who knows how long. He rubbed his hands up and down her back keeping away, providing any type of comfort he could give to his Sango. "It's okay Sango. Let it out. I'm here for you. I'm here and I will be, forever," he whispered.
After a long time, Sango's sobs turned into little cries until she was breathing heavy and had light tears traveling down her cheeks like a tiny river. She clutched onto Miroku like he was her lifeline and she gave no impression of letting him go from her grasp. She felt a hand tilt her face upwards and she opened her puffy eyes to stare into Miroku's violet orbs full of despair and hope. A stray tear ran down her cheek and a gentle hand wiped it away.
::She's so vulnerable right now but I want so much for this pain to leave her soul. She doesn't deserve all this pain. I want to protect her from this entire heart break but I don't know if I can. What if I just end up adding to it? I want her to be happy and I want her to be safe from all harm, whether emotional or physical. She's worth so much more than this. She deserves better than me but I want so much to kiss her troubles away::
Lips touched lips timidly and lightly. Lips brushed and caressed, expressing emotions that both this two people had never felt before with anyone in their entire lives. Carefully, the monk leaned forward to deepen the chaste kiss, rewarding the demon huntress with light-headedness and stomach butterflies and cartwheels. Sango leaned forward for more of the kiss and more of the monk himself. Her hands held onto his hips tightly and his hands remained still on her lower back.
Lightning flickered outside the window behind them and a light shower of rain began to fall just like the tormenting memories in their minds that began to slowly fade like they never existed to begin with. These memories were being replaced by something new and something much better than ever before.
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I know, short again but wasn't that sweet of Miroku? He comforted her from all her pain and know she's being to slowly recover from everything. I think it's sweet and you reviewers got your little kiss from them! By the way, this is ending soon and I need some reviews! You won't get your next chapter until I get at least 3 or 5 reviews. Maybe I'll be lenient and say only 2 but REVIEW! PLEASE! *desperate*
-Heather Christi (=^_^=)
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own the original Inuyasha characters but I do own my own characters which I made up by myself! I'm a smartie! I OWN SESSY! (the plushie anyway) You might call this a story contributing with my obsession of the characters on the anime show!
I'M IN THE DOUBLE DIGITS IN CHAPTER NUMBERS! ALRIGHT! Are you readers ready for some fluff? Now we will get the romance going on. I haven't had much yet, have I? This will hopefully make up for it! I would love to thank all my reviewers and the other people who read and don't review (you have to review!!!!!!) but this story is sadly coming to an end. Well now on with the story and the Sango/Miroku action! ^_^ *wink wink nudge nudge*
::thoughts:: ENJOY!
Chapter Ten: Remember the Good Times
Mostly Sango's Point of View
They entered the familiar wooden cabin and all three of them were freezing because of the sudden cold that had appeared this early in August. It looked like it was about to sprinkle outside with all those dark and heavy rain clouds towering overhead in the dark sky.
The demon huntress shut the cabin door while the monk accompanying her lowered the blue-haired demon onto the bed they had shared earlier this morning. Who would have known they would have gotten into this mess when just a few days ago they were all laughing around a campfire eating 'instant ramen'. It was crazy how life seemed worked out for them.
Kagome had been taken by force into the Bone-Eater's Well from her time by a centipede demon which Inuyasha had killed after being released from his imprisonment on the Sacred Tree by Kagome. Kagome had almost been killed my Inuyasha multiple times and she still trusted him and traveled with him to complete the Shikon no Tama that she promised to give him whole.
Inuyasha had been pinned to the Sacred tree by his first love, Kikyo, who thought he had betrayed her by killing her and tricking her to give him the jewel to become a youkai. He's still hunted by Naraku, who pretended to be Inuyasha because his other half, Onigumo, was in love with the priestess, Kikyo. He seeks revenge for his imprisonment and Kikyo's bloody death.
Shippo had lost both of his youkai parents to the Thunder Brothers (?). He's still young and naïve but joins up with Kagome and soon sees her as his surrogate mother. He has to live with his parents' death and Inuyasha's constant teasing and attitude towards him.
Sango had lost all her family and her village to Naraku right in front of her own two eyes when the demon took control of Kohaku's body and made him kill them all in a demon slaying. Kohaku and Sango were supposed to be killed in that battle, but Sango had survived and Kohaku was barely hanging on. His memories had been lost and he's still being controlled by Naraku. If the jewel shard from his back which holds his life is taken out, Kohaku will die and Sango will lose him forever.
Miroku is suffering from a void on his right hand and his family will forever be cursed until the devious Naraku is killed. He watched his own father die in front of him because of this curse. The void grows bigger everyday and he doesn't know when his life will be taken into his own hand and curse.
The young priest turned around to face the demon slayer after tucking the blankets underneath the unconscious demon lying on the bed breathing shallowly to prevent the cold to wrap the demon into its grip. Miroku walked over to Sango and placed the warm cursed hand upon her cheek gently, staring into her eyes deeply. He stroked her cheek lightly with his thumbs and she almost closed her eyes in content. His touch almost made her forget everything.
"Are you alright Sango? I was so worried about you when I saw her with her sword above you. I was. I was so scared for your life," Miroku whispered out. Sango placed her hand on top of Miroku's right hand that was on her cheek. She rubbed his hand with hers and she pressed her lips to his cursed area near the void.
"I'm fine Miroku. I'm okay but I wouldn't be if it was not for you. Thank you for saving my life," Sango stared up at him with a light blush across her cheeks.
"Sango, I would do anything for you. I couldn't just let you die. You have so much to live for," Miroku spoke passionately but with a gentle tone. He cared so much for Sango and he'd be damned if he let anything hurt his Sango. The demon huntress blushed at his words and couldn't believe this was coming from the perverted monk she knew. She shyly smiled up at him and kissed the palm of his hand.
"You have so much to live for too and remember that," Sango said as she rubbed his cursed hand. "We'll get through this, together." With that, she leaned upwards quickly and gently brushed her lips against his. She stepped back away from Miroku and walked over the window to peer out into the forest with a healthy red blush spreading across her cheeks.
::I can't believe I just did that. I just *kissed* Miroku! What is going on with me?! I should know better than that. I can't deal with Miroku right now. I have my brother to worry about and-:: Just thinking about her brother made fresh tears brim the corners of her almond-shaped eyes. Her thoughts continued to track back to when Kohaku had been controlled and forced to kill her father and the rest of the demon slayers. She felt warm, safe arms wrap around her and her backed up until her back was pressing into a firm and toned chest. Sango leaned back and closed her eyes, trying to will all the bad memories clear from her mind but they wouldn't leave.
"Sango, it's okay. Don't hold back. It's not good to keep your feelings locked up for so long," whispered a gentle voice near her left ear. "Just let it out. I'm here for you." Sango turned in his safe arms and buried her face into his chest, letting her arms wrap tightly around his waist and his arms around hers. She clutched onto him and was determined to weep until her hearts content.
Oh how she wanted to cry for so long! Everything with Kohaku and seeing him with Naraku and not being able to do anything to help her made her bury herself deep in despair. She wanted to see her brother happy and smiling again! She wanted her brother back with her, alive, happy, and well.
Miroku whispered little encouragement words, letting her get all her stressful feelings out of her system that she had been holding back so who knows how long. He rubbed his hands up and down her back keeping away, providing any type of comfort he could give to his Sango. "It's okay Sango. Let it out. I'm here for you. I'm here and I will be, forever," he whispered.
After a long time, Sango's sobs turned into little cries until she was breathing heavy and had light tears traveling down her cheeks like a tiny river. She clutched onto Miroku like he was her lifeline and she gave no impression of letting him go from her grasp. She felt a hand tilt her face upwards and she opened her puffy eyes to stare into Miroku's violet orbs full of despair and hope. A stray tear ran down her cheek and a gentle hand wiped it away.
::She's so vulnerable right now but I want so much for this pain to leave her soul. She doesn't deserve all this pain. I want to protect her from this entire heart break but I don't know if I can. What if I just end up adding to it? I want her to be happy and I want her to be safe from all harm, whether emotional or physical. She's worth so much more than this. She deserves better than me but I want so much to kiss her troubles away::
Lips touched lips timidly and lightly. Lips brushed and caressed, expressing emotions that both this two people had never felt before with anyone in their entire lives. Carefully, the monk leaned forward to deepen the chaste kiss, rewarding the demon huntress with light-headedness and stomach butterflies and cartwheels. Sango leaned forward for more of the kiss and more of the monk himself. Her hands held onto his hips tightly and his hands remained still on her lower back.
Lightning flickered outside the window behind them and a light shower of rain began to fall just like the tormenting memories in their minds that began to slowly fade like they never existed to begin with. These memories were being replaced by something new and something much better than ever before.
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I know, short again but wasn't that sweet of Miroku? He comforted her from all her pain and know she's being to slowly recover from everything. I think it's sweet and you reviewers got your little kiss from them! By the way, this is ending soon and I need some reviews! You won't get your next chapter until I get at least 3 or 5 reviews. Maybe I'll be lenient and say only 2 but REVIEW! PLEASE! *desperate*
-Heather Christi (=^_^=)