A.N.: gotta love Sesshomaru's Slave for all her help... she's an awesome
writer... without her help my story would be... well... to put it plain and
simple... CRAP!!!
SS/N: Yes people, it's not over yet. A story like this can't be over until one of two things happens.
1.) All good guys die (the bad ending)
–OR—
2.) Justice is done. So long as Naraku is still alive, he could do it again... After what happened to Inu and Kag in the earlier chapters, you guys need to get the aftermath! Oh, and could one or more of you smack me upside the head and tell me to stop writing her story? Please? She won't...
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Chapter 9 - Nightmare's Journey
~Miroku's POV~
The day got off to a slow start. Birds sang merrily in the warmth of the rising sun. The golden hue cast upon the earth began to fade back to its natural colors. My eyes lazed in a half opened state, gazing tenderly upon the woman in my arms. I caressed her lengthy black hair, still held back by a piece of string. She had been having nightmares again. Ever since those tragic events had taken place, no one was at ease. Leaving her with an honest kiss, I made my way out of bed and off to begin my day. I moseyed outdoors and gave a falsely cheerful "Hello" to all those in my path. I placed a thick stalk of wood upon its hacked edge and lifted and axe over my head. Tears welled in my eyes, but I fought strong and managed to hold them back. Someone had to assume this role, but I didn't want to be the one to have to do it.
"Miroku," Kaede called, "Will ye be having breakfast, child?"
"No thanks, Kaede," I replied, "I'm not hungry."
I resumed my chores and ignored the will to run off on my own. '...Sango...' I thought to myself, 'I'll protect you no matter what...'
The night fell heavily. The sky had become blanketed by thick gray clouds. Rain saturated the earth and flooded most bodies of water. The wind howled fiercely as it struck narrow crevasses and tore young trees from their place. Forked streaks of light energy flashed threateningly through the air, sometimes finding a target, followed by a thunderous rolling. I lay awake, distracted from sleep's inviting touch by the drumming of rain on the roof. Yet another time she had chosen to sleep beside me, finding comfort nestled against my warmth. I wasn't about to complain, but knowing why drew me to certain insecurities.
'What if it happens again?' I pondered, 'To her... No! I can't think like this... but still...'
The rain stopped abruptly. I glanced up, already standing. Something was restraining me. It didn't take long to realize my predicament.
"Sango!" I exclaimed, "Sango, wake up!"
She lay bruised and bleeding before me. She didn't stir.
"Sango! Please?!" I screamed, "You have to wake up!"
I tried to reach out to her, but to no avail.
"I was chained to a fucking wall!" echoed a familiar voice.
"InuYasha?!" I gasped.
The room was too dark to see much more. Despite that I feared the worst, I was curious to know what would happen next. As if I had commanded it, rows upon rows of candles exploded into a blinding trail of firelight, but quickly dimmed back to normal. A dark figure held a snuffer in his hands. One by one, he pulled the room back into its sullen darkness.
"Naraku! NO!" I cried, "NOOOOO!"
I shot into a seated position, grasping at my heart. As I listened to it pound out of control, I could feel a cold sweat trickling down the sides of my face. The rain soon had it overcome, and I was able to calm myself.
"A dream..." I sighed in relief, "It was just a bad dream..."
Despite that I knew this time I was awake, something still didn't seem quite right. Looking to my side, I noticed a scene that I had anticipated, but I somehow knew would be there. Sango was gone.
"SANGO!" I shrieked.
I was out of bed in a heartbeat. Frantically I raced through Kaede's home to find her. I ended up tripping over Shippo and awakening Kaede with a start, but there was no sign of Sango anywhere.
"What are you doing, Miroku?" Shippo murmured drowsily.
"Where's Sango?!" I demanded.
Noting that neither he nor Kaede could tell me, I turned and scrambled out the door. As I ran, it felt as though I was being pursued. I slowed to a stop to determine by what.
"You're going the wrong way..." came a hauntingly charismatic voice, "Follow me... If we hurry we may find her in time..."
My heart wanted to believe this beautiful blue-haired woman, but I wasn't so sure. She was clearly of demonic blood. I didn't have much of a choice. Sango was in trouble, so I had to do whatever I could. It didn't seem necessary to question her just yet, so I followed in silence.
~Sango's POV~
It didn't feel as though I had been sleeping long. Slowly my eyes opened to masses of bulky candles, most of which were unlit. Flames danced hypnotically from those that were ablaze. My eyelids fell heavy, as though I had recently taken medication. My pupils dilated and contracted in sync in an attempt to establish focus. For a long while, I laid still.
'What could that Miroku be plotting?' I scowled, having trouble recalling the night's events.
My screams shattered the awkward silence. All I had done was try to sit up, and failed miserably. Jolting pain spread throughout the entirety of my body, making me cringe and writhe to escape it. There was no relief to this agony. I was able to smell my own blood, both fresh and burnt. Some of the wounds had been sealed, but I couldn't tell by what means.
"MIROKU!" I screamed, knowing that he couldn't be the one behind something this terrible, "HELP!!!"
It wasn't immediately clear to me through my terror, but my voice had come out as no more than a whisper. I felt so helpless. I hated having to play the part of a damsel in distress, but here I was, and there wasn't much I could do about it without causing further injury. I sighed. I wasn't able to remember what had happened the way I wanted to. I could remember being unable to sleep, with his uneven breathing. Something was troubling him. I didn't want to worry him so I waited until he fell asleep. I wandered around Kaede's home for a while, but I needed fresh air. I wasn't outside for long before someone showed up. I didn't get the chance to fight back. He grabbed me from behind, covering my nose and mouth to the point that I couldn't breathe. I panicked, and then blacked out. No wonder my body was in such rough shape. When I came to, he beat me senseless... I could feel the stinging pain from where he had assaulted me as InuYasha said he'd done to Kagome. Realizing this, tears formed in my eyes and I couldn't help but break down. I wasn't dead yet, and I had a suspicion of why.
'Miroku...' I thought, 'He's after you next...'
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Well... what to say?? Here's chapter 9... please review.... It's getting kinda lonely posting and no one's reviewing... I know I sound like a pathetic loser (which I kinda am) but I'd really like it if those of you who read my story if you could be kind enough to review...
SS/N: Yes people, it's not over yet. A story like this can't be over until one of two things happens.
1.) All good guys die (the bad ending)
–OR—
2.) Justice is done. So long as Naraku is still alive, he could do it again... After what happened to Inu and Kag in the earlier chapters, you guys need to get the aftermath! Oh, and could one or more of you smack me upside the head and tell me to stop writing her story? Please? She won't...
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Chapter 9 - Nightmare's Journey
~Miroku's POV~
The day got off to a slow start. Birds sang merrily in the warmth of the rising sun. The golden hue cast upon the earth began to fade back to its natural colors. My eyes lazed in a half opened state, gazing tenderly upon the woman in my arms. I caressed her lengthy black hair, still held back by a piece of string. She had been having nightmares again. Ever since those tragic events had taken place, no one was at ease. Leaving her with an honest kiss, I made my way out of bed and off to begin my day. I moseyed outdoors and gave a falsely cheerful "Hello" to all those in my path. I placed a thick stalk of wood upon its hacked edge and lifted and axe over my head. Tears welled in my eyes, but I fought strong and managed to hold them back. Someone had to assume this role, but I didn't want to be the one to have to do it.
"Miroku," Kaede called, "Will ye be having breakfast, child?"
"No thanks, Kaede," I replied, "I'm not hungry."
I resumed my chores and ignored the will to run off on my own. '...Sango...' I thought to myself, 'I'll protect you no matter what...'
The night fell heavily. The sky had become blanketed by thick gray clouds. Rain saturated the earth and flooded most bodies of water. The wind howled fiercely as it struck narrow crevasses and tore young trees from their place. Forked streaks of light energy flashed threateningly through the air, sometimes finding a target, followed by a thunderous rolling. I lay awake, distracted from sleep's inviting touch by the drumming of rain on the roof. Yet another time she had chosen to sleep beside me, finding comfort nestled against my warmth. I wasn't about to complain, but knowing why drew me to certain insecurities.
'What if it happens again?' I pondered, 'To her... No! I can't think like this... but still...'
The rain stopped abruptly. I glanced up, already standing. Something was restraining me. It didn't take long to realize my predicament.
"Sango!" I exclaimed, "Sango, wake up!"
She lay bruised and bleeding before me. She didn't stir.
"Sango! Please?!" I screamed, "You have to wake up!"
I tried to reach out to her, but to no avail.
"I was chained to a fucking wall!" echoed a familiar voice.
"InuYasha?!" I gasped.
The room was too dark to see much more. Despite that I feared the worst, I was curious to know what would happen next. As if I had commanded it, rows upon rows of candles exploded into a blinding trail of firelight, but quickly dimmed back to normal. A dark figure held a snuffer in his hands. One by one, he pulled the room back into its sullen darkness.
"Naraku! NO!" I cried, "NOOOOO!"
I shot into a seated position, grasping at my heart. As I listened to it pound out of control, I could feel a cold sweat trickling down the sides of my face. The rain soon had it overcome, and I was able to calm myself.
"A dream..." I sighed in relief, "It was just a bad dream..."
Despite that I knew this time I was awake, something still didn't seem quite right. Looking to my side, I noticed a scene that I had anticipated, but I somehow knew would be there. Sango was gone.
"SANGO!" I shrieked.
I was out of bed in a heartbeat. Frantically I raced through Kaede's home to find her. I ended up tripping over Shippo and awakening Kaede with a start, but there was no sign of Sango anywhere.
"What are you doing, Miroku?" Shippo murmured drowsily.
"Where's Sango?!" I demanded.
Noting that neither he nor Kaede could tell me, I turned and scrambled out the door. As I ran, it felt as though I was being pursued. I slowed to a stop to determine by what.
"You're going the wrong way..." came a hauntingly charismatic voice, "Follow me... If we hurry we may find her in time..."
My heart wanted to believe this beautiful blue-haired woman, but I wasn't so sure. She was clearly of demonic blood. I didn't have much of a choice. Sango was in trouble, so I had to do whatever I could. It didn't seem necessary to question her just yet, so I followed in silence.
~Sango's POV~
It didn't feel as though I had been sleeping long. Slowly my eyes opened to masses of bulky candles, most of which were unlit. Flames danced hypnotically from those that were ablaze. My eyelids fell heavy, as though I had recently taken medication. My pupils dilated and contracted in sync in an attempt to establish focus. For a long while, I laid still.
'What could that Miroku be plotting?' I scowled, having trouble recalling the night's events.
My screams shattered the awkward silence. All I had done was try to sit up, and failed miserably. Jolting pain spread throughout the entirety of my body, making me cringe and writhe to escape it. There was no relief to this agony. I was able to smell my own blood, both fresh and burnt. Some of the wounds had been sealed, but I couldn't tell by what means.
"MIROKU!" I screamed, knowing that he couldn't be the one behind something this terrible, "HELP!!!"
It wasn't immediately clear to me through my terror, but my voice had come out as no more than a whisper. I felt so helpless. I hated having to play the part of a damsel in distress, but here I was, and there wasn't much I could do about it without causing further injury. I sighed. I wasn't able to remember what had happened the way I wanted to. I could remember being unable to sleep, with his uneven breathing. Something was troubling him. I didn't want to worry him so I waited until he fell asleep. I wandered around Kaede's home for a while, but I needed fresh air. I wasn't outside for long before someone showed up. I didn't get the chance to fight back. He grabbed me from behind, covering my nose and mouth to the point that I couldn't breathe. I panicked, and then blacked out. No wonder my body was in such rough shape. When I came to, he beat me senseless... I could feel the stinging pain from where he had assaulted me as InuYasha said he'd done to Kagome. Realizing this, tears formed in my eyes and I couldn't help but break down. I wasn't dead yet, and I had a suspicion of why.
'Miroku...' I thought, 'He's after you next...'
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Well... what to say?? Here's chapter 9... please review.... It's getting kinda lonely posting and no one's reviewing... I know I sound like a pathetic loser (which I kinda am) but I'd really like it if those of you who read my story if you could be kind enough to review...