The second chapter is up for your reading purposes. As we all know right
now I don't own Inuyasha. For if I did I wouldn't be writing fanfiction I
would be making a show and have lots of money. But I'm not because I'm at
my laptop! But hell I'll believe what I want and say I own Inuyasha.
Inuyasha's true owners: GLARE
Eheheheh Ok Inuyasha belongs to you. I'm just a kid! ^-^
Oh yeah and thanks for the review from the last one.
Now on with the fic
Fuzzy purple people: Thank you for reviewing
Kaylana: You figured it out.Well not really because I have a lot of twist here and there. So.ENJOY!
Silent Cries
Naraku has been over to our apartment for a while now. He started helping out with moving in and putting this there. But I can always catch him staring at me from afar. He always was studying my face before looking at the rest of my body. It made me feel very uncomfortable. I hid myself in my room but he would come in saying he had a box of mine and set it in my room glancing at me before leaving.
I really wanted to get out of the house but I couldn't yet. I didn't trust Naraku with my mother so I stayed home. Also we were still moving in so I was still putting things away. We had managed to get all the boxes in our house but they were lying everywhere. So I had to watch my step every place.
I had gotten all my boxes in my room and I setup my bed already and I had placed black sheets on them with black pillows on them that had a white star in the middle of it. I sprawled myself across my bed not wanting to move.
"Sango come help me with the kitchen!" My mother yelled.
I sighed heavily as I rolled over not wanting to face the world today. I put on a pair of light blue jeans that hung a little low and a white tank top that was very tight as well as the jeans. I put on a white bandana if any dust got in my hair and a pair of white shoes with a blue stripe going across the side.
I walked down the small stairs that were in the apartment from my room to downstairs. The curved along and I realized that I few pictures were already pasted on the walls. A few pictures of my father and I. Some of the friends that we met on the way.
As I was walking down 'memory lane' I was interrupted as I heard his voice and then my mother. I shuddered but kept walking until I saw him.
Naraku
He was whispering something in my mothers' ear as she giggled. Ok it was a little weird walking in on them this way but hell it was my house! Well apartment.
"Hello Sango" Naraku said as he was gazing at my attire.
I mumbled a 'hi' as I walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was a little to left and it was much bigger. It had black marble counter tops and brown cabinets around. It was pretty big for a kitchen. No wonder we are paying more rent. I grabbed one of the boxes that was already open and set it on the counter in the middle of the kitchen.
I pulled out a few plates while hearing Naraku and my mother whispering and my mother giggling. I looked around and all the cabinets were open with some plates and glass in them. Wouldn't you know the plates would have to be put on the top shelf?
I looked around for something to stand on but apparently the stool was somewhere but the kitchen. I put the plates by my side and climbed onto the counters. I had my knees on the counter and caught a balance on the counter. I wasn't high enough and it looked as I could barely reach the top but why not try anyway?
I inched up to get at least one plate on the top. 'I'm so close' I thought as my fingers almost touched the top of the shelf. I had the plate in the other hand as it touched the top shelf and it was half way there.
That's when I lost my balance
"Ack!" I yelled as I lost my place and was falling to the floor. Until I was caught bridal style.
By him
"You should be more careful" Naraku said into my ear sending shivers down my spine. His hands were in suggestive places. One hand was by my breast and the other was under my legs. So of course I wanted out.
"Thank you," I said somewhat coldly as I jumped out of his arms. I looked up and noticed I managed one plate up on the shelf. Great four more plates to go. I grabbed the plates more ready than last time.
"Here let me help you," he said on my neck making the hairs stand up. He grabbed both my hips before moving both of his hands upward under my breasts and lifting me up. I could practically feel him itching for more and I felt even more shivers run through my body. I reached the top shelf and put all four plates on quickly noticing his hands start to squeeze, also that he was staring at my hips from down there. He put me down my body sliding against him. I was so ready to beat the shit out of him.
"Th-a-anks" I stuttered out and deciding should I be more mad, or scared? His hands slid softly off my breasts as I shuddered. If only I could feel my fists.
I squirmed away and decided that was enough of helping out with the kitchen.
"Sango where are you going?" my mother asked as Naraku came up from behind her.
"I'm going to work on the bathroom and my room as well just to get upstairs done," I said edging away from the kitchen. I went upstairs still hearing the sounds of my mother laughing. How in the hell can she be happy with him?
I went up to bathroom a lot of boxes still around. I opened the boxes ripping them angrily open. How dare he touch me like that! My other half mention 'He was just helping out'
But that wasn't true when I remembered his hand upon my breasts. I opened one of the boxes and looked to place what where. In the bathroom it had white tiles and white counter tops too but completely bare. The shower curtain was a plain white except it was see through.
I put in a red oriental rug by the sink and one by the shower. I put some red towel embroidered with gold colored lace in the bathroom. Red= anger which is exactly my mood. I look at the counters and realize this is the only time its going to be clean.
I come out of the bathroom not wanting to clean, or put things in its place. I flop down on my bed. I just want to sleep.
~*~
I could end it here but I want something more dramatic ish here
~*~
It has been at least 5 months since we lived here. I had heard from my dad a little bit and my little brother Kohaku. He was living with my dad because when my mother and I left he was only two so he was too young to travel with.
From what I here they are doing good and my little brother tells me that father has been going out with girls on and off. I suppose mother was the one and only.
"I'm glad your doing good Kohaku" I said into the receiver.
"Yeah I miss you" he said sadly.
"I miss you too, haven't seen you in at least a year!" I said. "But I will see you soon I promise you that"
"Ok Ane-ue" he said. I could practically feel him smiling. I felt like he was so close but he was so far away.
"Sango dinner!" My mother calls me from downstairs.
"Ok mom!" I yell back.
"Kohaku I have to go but I'll call you soon ok" I said with great hope.
"Ok see you Sango I love you" he said.
"I love you too," I said as I hung up the receiver with great depression. I haven't seen Kohaku for a while. I saw him when he was 9 but now he is 11 I missed out on all his birthdays and his life. I'm his big sister and I'm not there for him.
"Sango!" My mother yells again. I bolt up and come down the stairs in
nothing but a short black skirt and a pink tanktop with black socks
that went up to my thigh.
I walk downstairs and already I can sense him downstairs.
Once again he's there staring at my curves before he goes to his regular job. I gave him a glare not going towards him. I knew I should have worn some pants.
"Honey please help Naraku set the table" my mother says kindly as she hands be utensils. I nod my head going against my own wishes. I put the silverware on the square table and put three instead of two pairs to the 'guest' who should go away. He stares at me with the corners of my eyes still gazing at me like I'm meat.
He sits at his place as I lean over him to put the fork and the knives by his plate. As I lean over his head he does something that I should kill him for. His head jolts up as his head nests into my breast for a split second. I jump back breathing heavily as he stares at me before returning his gaze to the table. I grip the knife left in my hand and raise it above my head and.
"Sango are you alright," Mother says looking at my sudden outburst.
"I'm f-f-fine," I say making a bigger circle around him regaining my composure. I slammed the knife (that should have been my killing weapon) on the table glaring at him. I finish up the silverware and put the rest in the cabinet. I sit on my pillow, with my knees tucked under myself not looking at Naraku, who I could already feel his eyes settle upon me.
My mother places the food down and she hands out our food. I can still feel his gaze upon me.
"Sango would you pass out the tea?" my mother says as she sits down. I nod seeing how tired she looks. I go over to the black tea kettle and pour tea for my mother. My mother nods a 'thanks' as she closes her eyes and sips it slowly. It must have been a hard day for her.
I come over to Naraku again. He smirks at me as I make sure not to be directly behind him. If only my mother was looking.
It must have been an opportune time for him as his hand made itself on the back of my thigh as it slowly inched up. I almost spilled the tea but finished with him back up a bit. He chuckled at me and sipped his tea as if nothing was wrong. What the hell was with him?
This time the tea was right at hand. I lifted it above my head ready to smash it upon his head. Maybe it would burn his head off, or the porcelain stuck in his head will lead to a gruesome death, which also lead to a one way ticket to hell.
Until my mother looked.
Damn mom you look at all the wrong times.
I smile awkwardly and dismiss myself.
I gave him an icy glare before pouring my own tea and placing it atop the stove. I sit back on my pillow eating quietly as Naraku and mother talk. I sipped my tea, as I wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. I looked up from my position and yet again he was staring at me before looking at my mother.
'Just finish dinner and go' I said to myself as if trying to use the patience method. I eat the last remains of my food and got up.
"Thank you mother" I said as I lifted myself from the table. I rinsed off my plate and put it in the dishwasher ready to high tail it outta there. Either that or find a weapon to slaughter him with.
"Sango" my mother said gently. "I want to tell you something."
"Hai" I said. I turned to see Naraku and my mother both rising from the table hand in hand. What?
"Sango dear" mother said all.motherly.
What was happening?
"Naraku and I have gotten to known each other over the past few months."
So you got to know the man. You should kick him out now.
"And we have decided"
Kick him out on the street- wait- we've decided.
"To"
Ok this is getting weird
"Get"
Wait please don't say what your going to say.
"Married"
My heart crushed into two. I felt my breath getting raspy. They want to get married?
Then they both hugged me my new 'parent'. I couldn't move but my mother was still talking. I looked up to see my father figure was staring at me.
And my body.
This cannot be real
You know what I wonder why I didn't kill him then I mean then the story would be over.
But then no Miroku.
No plot
AH HELL I HAVE TO KEEP HIM!
But I'm the author really should get involved in these things. I mean it's my story.
Ah screw it.
Snippet from the next scene-
Then I felt it. I noticed what he was doing to me.
He was touching me.
Fin
So read the next one please and review
((Short snippet I know but still I can't give you guys too much can I? Well I could but you'll have to read the next question))
R/R
Soda
Inuyasha's true owners: GLARE
Eheheheh Ok Inuyasha belongs to you. I'm just a kid! ^-^
Oh yeah and thanks for the review from the last one.
Now on with the fic
Fuzzy purple people: Thank you for reviewing
Kaylana: You figured it out.Well not really because I have a lot of twist here and there. So.ENJOY!
Silent Cries
Naraku has been over to our apartment for a while now. He started helping out with moving in and putting this there. But I can always catch him staring at me from afar. He always was studying my face before looking at the rest of my body. It made me feel very uncomfortable. I hid myself in my room but he would come in saying he had a box of mine and set it in my room glancing at me before leaving.
I really wanted to get out of the house but I couldn't yet. I didn't trust Naraku with my mother so I stayed home. Also we were still moving in so I was still putting things away. We had managed to get all the boxes in our house but they were lying everywhere. So I had to watch my step every place.
I had gotten all my boxes in my room and I setup my bed already and I had placed black sheets on them with black pillows on them that had a white star in the middle of it. I sprawled myself across my bed not wanting to move.
"Sango come help me with the kitchen!" My mother yelled.
I sighed heavily as I rolled over not wanting to face the world today. I put on a pair of light blue jeans that hung a little low and a white tank top that was very tight as well as the jeans. I put on a white bandana if any dust got in my hair and a pair of white shoes with a blue stripe going across the side.
I walked down the small stairs that were in the apartment from my room to downstairs. The curved along and I realized that I few pictures were already pasted on the walls. A few pictures of my father and I. Some of the friends that we met on the way.
As I was walking down 'memory lane' I was interrupted as I heard his voice and then my mother. I shuddered but kept walking until I saw him.
Naraku
He was whispering something in my mothers' ear as she giggled. Ok it was a little weird walking in on them this way but hell it was my house! Well apartment.
"Hello Sango" Naraku said as he was gazing at my attire.
I mumbled a 'hi' as I walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was a little to left and it was much bigger. It had black marble counter tops and brown cabinets around. It was pretty big for a kitchen. No wonder we are paying more rent. I grabbed one of the boxes that was already open and set it on the counter in the middle of the kitchen.
I pulled out a few plates while hearing Naraku and my mother whispering and my mother giggling. I looked around and all the cabinets were open with some plates and glass in them. Wouldn't you know the plates would have to be put on the top shelf?
I looked around for something to stand on but apparently the stool was somewhere but the kitchen. I put the plates by my side and climbed onto the counters. I had my knees on the counter and caught a balance on the counter. I wasn't high enough and it looked as I could barely reach the top but why not try anyway?
I inched up to get at least one plate on the top. 'I'm so close' I thought as my fingers almost touched the top of the shelf. I had the plate in the other hand as it touched the top shelf and it was half way there.
That's when I lost my balance
"Ack!" I yelled as I lost my place and was falling to the floor. Until I was caught bridal style.
By him
"You should be more careful" Naraku said into my ear sending shivers down my spine. His hands were in suggestive places. One hand was by my breast and the other was under my legs. So of course I wanted out.
"Thank you," I said somewhat coldly as I jumped out of his arms. I looked up and noticed I managed one plate up on the shelf. Great four more plates to go. I grabbed the plates more ready than last time.
"Here let me help you," he said on my neck making the hairs stand up. He grabbed both my hips before moving both of his hands upward under my breasts and lifting me up. I could practically feel him itching for more and I felt even more shivers run through my body. I reached the top shelf and put all four plates on quickly noticing his hands start to squeeze, also that he was staring at my hips from down there. He put me down my body sliding against him. I was so ready to beat the shit out of him.
"Th-a-anks" I stuttered out and deciding should I be more mad, or scared? His hands slid softly off my breasts as I shuddered. If only I could feel my fists.
I squirmed away and decided that was enough of helping out with the kitchen.
"Sango where are you going?" my mother asked as Naraku came up from behind her.
"I'm going to work on the bathroom and my room as well just to get upstairs done," I said edging away from the kitchen. I went upstairs still hearing the sounds of my mother laughing. How in the hell can she be happy with him?
I went up to bathroom a lot of boxes still around. I opened the boxes ripping them angrily open. How dare he touch me like that! My other half mention 'He was just helping out'
But that wasn't true when I remembered his hand upon my breasts. I opened one of the boxes and looked to place what where. In the bathroom it had white tiles and white counter tops too but completely bare. The shower curtain was a plain white except it was see through.
I put in a red oriental rug by the sink and one by the shower. I put some red towel embroidered with gold colored lace in the bathroom. Red= anger which is exactly my mood. I look at the counters and realize this is the only time its going to be clean.
I come out of the bathroom not wanting to clean, or put things in its place. I flop down on my bed. I just want to sleep.
~*~
I could end it here but I want something more dramatic ish here
~*~
It has been at least 5 months since we lived here. I had heard from my dad a little bit and my little brother Kohaku. He was living with my dad because when my mother and I left he was only two so he was too young to travel with.
From what I here they are doing good and my little brother tells me that father has been going out with girls on and off. I suppose mother was the one and only.
"I'm glad your doing good Kohaku" I said into the receiver.
"Yeah I miss you" he said sadly.
"I miss you too, haven't seen you in at least a year!" I said. "But I will see you soon I promise you that"
"Ok Ane-ue" he said. I could practically feel him smiling. I felt like he was so close but he was so far away.
"Sango dinner!" My mother calls me from downstairs.
"Ok mom!" I yell back.
"Kohaku I have to go but I'll call you soon ok" I said with great hope.
"Ok see you Sango I love you" he said.
"I love you too," I said as I hung up the receiver with great depression. I haven't seen Kohaku for a while. I saw him when he was 9 but now he is 11 I missed out on all his birthdays and his life. I'm his big sister and I'm not there for him.
"Sango!" My mother yells again. I bolt up and come down the stairs in
nothing but a short black skirt and a pink tanktop with black socks
that went up to my thigh.
I walk downstairs and already I can sense him downstairs.
Once again he's there staring at my curves before he goes to his regular job. I gave him a glare not going towards him. I knew I should have worn some pants.
"Honey please help Naraku set the table" my mother says kindly as she hands be utensils. I nod my head going against my own wishes. I put the silverware on the square table and put three instead of two pairs to the 'guest' who should go away. He stares at me with the corners of my eyes still gazing at me like I'm meat.
He sits at his place as I lean over him to put the fork and the knives by his plate. As I lean over his head he does something that I should kill him for. His head jolts up as his head nests into my breast for a split second. I jump back breathing heavily as he stares at me before returning his gaze to the table. I grip the knife left in my hand and raise it above my head and.
"Sango are you alright," Mother says looking at my sudden outburst.
"I'm f-f-fine," I say making a bigger circle around him regaining my composure. I slammed the knife (that should have been my killing weapon) on the table glaring at him. I finish up the silverware and put the rest in the cabinet. I sit on my pillow, with my knees tucked under myself not looking at Naraku, who I could already feel his eyes settle upon me.
My mother places the food down and she hands out our food. I can still feel his gaze upon me.
"Sango would you pass out the tea?" my mother says as she sits down. I nod seeing how tired she looks. I go over to the black tea kettle and pour tea for my mother. My mother nods a 'thanks' as she closes her eyes and sips it slowly. It must have been a hard day for her.
I come over to Naraku again. He smirks at me as I make sure not to be directly behind him. If only my mother was looking.
It must have been an opportune time for him as his hand made itself on the back of my thigh as it slowly inched up. I almost spilled the tea but finished with him back up a bit. He chuckled at me and sipped his tea as if nothing was wrong. What the hell was with him?
This time the tea was right at hand. I lifted it above my head ready to smash it upon his head. Maybe it would burn his head off, or the porcelain stuck in his head will lead to a gruesome death, which also lead to a one way ticket to hell.
Until my mother looked.
Damn mom you look at all the wrong times.
I smile awkwardly and dismiss myself.
I gave him an icy glare before pouring my own tea and placing it atop the stove. I sit back on my pillow eating quietly as Naraku and mother talk. I sipped my tea, as I wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. I looked up from my position and yet again he was staring at me before looking at my mother.
'Just finish dinner and go' I said to myself as if trying to use the patience method. I eat the last remains of my food and got up.
"Thank you mother" I said as I lifted myself from the table. I rinsed off my plate and put it in the dishwasher ready to high tail it outta there. Either that or find a weapon to slaughter him with.
"Sango" my mother said gently. "I want to tell you something."
"Hai" I said. I turned to see Naraku and my mother both rising from the table hand in hand. What?
"Sango dear" mother said all.motherly.
What was happening?
"Naraku and I have gotten to known each other over the past few months."
So you got to know the man. You should kick him out now.
"And we have decided"
Kick him out on the street- wait- we've decided.
"To"
Ok this is getting weird
"Get"
Wait please don't say what your going to say.
"Married"
My heart crushed into two. I felt my breath getting raspy. They want to get married?
Then they both hugged me my new 'parent'. I couldn't move but my mother was still talking. I looked up to see my father figure was staring at me.
And my body.
This cannot be real
You know what I wonder why I didn't kill him then I mean then the story would be over.
But then no Miroku.
No plot
AH HELL I HAVE TO KEEP HIM!
But I'm the author really should get involved in these things. I mean it's my story.
Ah screw it.
Snippet from the next scene-
Then I felt it. I noticed what he was doing to me.
He was touching me.
Fin
So read the next one please and review
((Short snippet I know but still I can't give you guys too much can I? Well I could but you'll have to read the next question))
R/R
Soda