SS/N: You can bet your whiskers, claws or ... fangs that this story will end with... something um... mmm blood... It'll end soon, honest! (but not just yet...) I promise I won't kill Miroku or Sango! (Of course ya dimwit! Naraku is the one- blah.) Ignore that, my mind doesn't know what she's saying... this is no Romeo and Juliet level of tragedy! I will not kill Mir- let them read already.
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Chapter 11 - Unexpected Aid
~Sesshomaru's POV~
I could smell his blood as his cries echoed commandingly in my mind. I could have had only minutes, or days to prevent what would otherwise be inevitable. Had Naraku not found any satisfaction at all to this torturing murderous frenzy? When I first began to hear their cries, my cold heart began to melt. Their pleas tortured my subconscious, tearing at me in my sleep. Until then I never had nightmares. This cruelty led me to respect my hanyou brother. I never thought to admire a human's frailty, only pity it. It felt strange to be nearly in tears at their suffering. I had to stop Naraku; not for the sake of his live captives, but to get vengeance for my brother. I was able to admit it to myself, but none other, Kagome was a fine woman. He was lucky to have had her. Maybe I had never really hated him, but rather felt jealous of the love he and that woman shared. The time had come to stop thinking back. Dwelling upon the past wasn't going to kill Naraku, and he had to die. This had to end, and it had to end now. I raced to his dungeon, the last place that Kagome, and many other women, had ever lived to see.
~Miroku's POV~
Tears streaked my face as fresh leather snapped against my bare stomach. I cringed, my body trying desperately to recoil, but finding itself unable. Chains held me securely to a wall in the same room as my beloved Sango. I couldn't stop myself from trembling. Soon he would turn his attention to her, I knew it. From there things would just get worse. I had been beaten so badly that my skin was beginning to feel numb. Blood was forming in a pool around my feet. This loss made me feel weaker with each passing moment as the crimson puddle spread. He laughed. That bastard was laughing harder and more malevolently every time he put that whip to me. If something didn't happen soon, she wasn't going to live to see the sunrise. I wasn't going to let it happen without giving my best shot at taking him down first, but it was hopeless. Despite the battered, dislocated disfigurement of the metal that had me bound, I wouldn't have enough strength left to break free. On top of all of this, I felt horrible for ever doubting InuYasha's word that this had happened to Kagome. How could I have been so naïve? I might have deserved something like this, after being such a stubborn ass, but Sango... The candles were already blurred in my tears, but they were beginning to fade. I had to hold on, for her.
~Sango's POV~
From my position it was hard to see what was going on, but I had a vivid image and it wasn't at all glamorous. I knew that once he was finished torturing Miroku, he would leave usalone. Miroku would most likely be unconscious from all the strain. If I had just stayed in bed could we have avoided all of this, or delayed it long enough to have an escape plan? Even then, we wouldn't be ready for something like this. I flinched every time I heard that whip crack. If he didn't stop soon... I felt honoured to know that Miroku wasn't just going to abandon me, but he should have run. It would've stalled Naraku's plan long enough for me to get myself out of here before any real damage could be done. No one was going to help us, so I wished that he would just get it over with. I would rather be dead than endure anymore of this.
"Miroku..." I murmured.
Somehow, Naraku noticed my cry over the screams. I gasped as he directed his attention to me. I trained my eyes on him as best I could, but his gaze didn't follow mine. Maybe it wasn't me that he heard...
~Miroku's POV~
A pounding echoed from the ceiling. Everything fell as quiet as it could get over my heavy breathing. The blade of a sword lunged through, but was quickly withdrawn. It wasn't long before it made a second appearance.
"Tetsusaiga?!" I gasped.
The ceiling smashed to bits on the third strike, but I don't think anyone expected what we saw next. Sesshomaru. He didn't plan on helping Naraku... he couldn't have... With an entrance like that he must have been on our side, we hoped... The first thing he did was destroy my bindings. I never thought in all my wildest dreams to be saved by an enemy, but beggars can't be choosers, right? I crawled over to the bed in the centre of the room.
"Sango..." I called.
"Yeah, Miroku?" she inquired.
"In case we don't make it, may I..." I murmured.
I pulled myself up to meet her face to face, the two demons beginning to fight each other behind me.
"May you...?" she asked weakly.
I gingerly placed a hand on her cheek and leaned in to find her lips with my own. I wouldn't have the strength to free her, so the only thing I could do until the demons stopped their battle was be with her.
"I love you, Sango..." I stated quietly, "I had to tell you before losing the chance..."
"I love you too, Miroku," she responded, hushing me.
At that, I had to get closer to her. With the last of my strength, I pulled myself onto the bed with her and closed my eyes.
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A.N.: well... chapter 11... wow... this story is gonna be over soon... thanx to the following reviewers:
Kagome15Fan - sorry, but it has to be the way it is... that is just how I wrote the story... I'm sorry if I made you cry... but the story isn't supposed to really have that happy of an ending... I wish I could do something to make you feel better, but I can't change the story... Chapter 3 has a very real aspect to it for me, and in this story... well I won't ruin the ending... but this story was not meant for Kagome and InuYasha to live... I'm sorry.... if you didn't want to read a tragedy, then why are you reading my story? this story was meant to have a tragic ending... once a hero's dead... they're dead for good.... look up the word Tragedy... then come back and complain all you wish...
sore wa himitsu desu: I know who you are... ok... I don't but I'm gonna try to know you... and how did you know I went by the name Ravyn sometimes??? you must know me or otherwise you wouldn't know that little tidbit... anywho.... good review and I promise I'll try to post the next chapter soon....
and this is the second last chapter... I'm almost done the story... *sniffles* I want to thank all those who DID review... I was hoping for more reviews then this, but oh well... can't get everything I want, now can I????
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Chapter 11 - Unexpected Aid
~Sesshomaru's POV~
I could smell his blood as his cries echoed commandingly in my mind. I could have had only minutes, or days to prevent what would otherwise be inevitable. Had Naraku not found any satisfaction at all to this torturing murderous frenzy? When I first began to hear their cries, my cold heart began to melt. Their pleas tortured my subconscious, tearing at me in my sleep. Until then I never had nightmares. This cruelty led me to respect my hanyou brother. I never thought to admire a human's frailty, only pity it. It felt strange to be nearly in tears at their suffering. I had to stop Naraku; not for the sake of his live captives, but to get vengeance for my brother. I was able to admit it to myself, but none other, Kagome was a fine woman. He was lucky to have had her. Maybe I had never really hated him, but rather felt jealous of the love he and that woman shared. The time had come to stop thinking back. Dwelling upon the past wasn't going to kill Naraku, and he had to die. This had to end, and it had to end now. I raced to his dungeon, the last place that Kagome, and many other women, had ever lived to see.
~Miroku's POV~
Tears streaked my face as fresh leather snapped against my bare stomach. I cringed, my body trying desperately to recoil, but finding itself unable. Chains held me securely to a wall in the same room as my beloved Sango. I couldn't stop myself from trembling. Soon he would turn his attention to her, I knew it. From there things would just get worse. I had been beaten so badly that my skin was beginning to feel numb. Blood was forming in a pool around my feet. This loss made me feel weaker with each passing moment as the crimson puddle spread. He laughed. That bastard was laughing harder and more malevolently every time he put that whip to me. If something didn't happen soon, she wasn't going to live to see the sunrise. I wasn't going to let it happen without giving my best shot at taking him down first, but it was hopeless. Despite the battered, dislocated disfigurement of the metal that had me bound, I wouldn't have enough strength left to break free. On top of all of this, I felt horrible for ever doubting InuYasha's word that this had happened to Kagome. How could I have been so naïve? I might have deserved something like this, after being such a stubborn ass, but Sango... The candles were already blurred in my tears, but they were beginning to fade. I had to hold on, for her.
~Sango's POV~
From my position it was hard to see what was going on, but I had a vivid image and it wasn't at all glamorous. I knew that once he was finished torturing Miroku, he would leave usalone. Miroku would most likely be unconscious from all the strain. If I had just stayed in bed could we have avoided all of this, or delayed it long enough to have an escape plan? Even then, we wouldn't be ready for something like this. I flinched every time I heard that whip crack. If he didn't stop soon... I felt honoured to know that Miroku wasn't just going to abandon me, but he should have run. It would've stalled Naraku's plan long enough for me to get myself out of here before any real damage could be done. No one was going to help us, so I wished that he would just get it over with. I would rather be dead than endure anymore of this.
"Miroku..." I murmured.
Somehow, Naraku noticed my cry over the screams. I gasped as he directed his attention to me. I trained my eyes on him as best I could, but his gaze didn't follow mine. Maybe it wasn't me that he heard...
~Miroku's POV~
A pounding echoed from the ceiling. Everything fell as quiet as it could get over my heavy breathing. The blade of a sword lunged through, but was quickly withdrawn. It wasn't long before it made a second appearance.
"Tetsusaiga?!" I gasped.
The ceiling smashed to bits on the third strike, but I don't think anyone expected what we saw next. Sesshomaru. He didn't plan on helping Naraku... he couldn't have... With an entrance like that he must have been on our side, we hoped... The first thing he did was destroy my bindings. I never thought in all my wildest dreams to be saved by an enemy, but beggars can't be choosers, right? I crawled over to the bed in the centre of the room.
"Sango..." I called.
"Yeah, Miroku?" she inquired.
"In case we don't make it, may I..." I murmured.
I pulled myself up to meet her face to face, the two demons beginning to fight each other behind me.
"May you...?" she asked weakly.
I gingerly placed a hand on her cheek and leaned in to find her lips with my own. I wouldn't have the strength to free her, so the only thing I could do until the demons stopped their battle was be with her.
"I love you, Sango..." I stated quietly, "I had to tell you before losing the chance..."
"I love you too, Miroku," she responded, hushing me.
At that, I had to get closer to her. With the last of my strength, I pulled myself onto the bed with her and closed my eyes.
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A.N.: well... chapter 11... wow... this story is gonna be over soon... thanx to the following reviewers:
Kagome15Fan - sorry, but it has to be the way it is... that is just how I wrote the story... I'm sorry if I made you cry... but the story isn't supposed to really have that happy of an ending... I wish I could do something to make you feel better, but I can't change the story... Chapter 3 has a very real aspect to it for me, and in this story... well I won't ruin the ending... but this story was not meant for Kagome and InuYasha to live... I'm sorry.... if you didn't want to read a tragedy, then why are you reading my story? this story was meant to have a tragic ending... once a hero's dead... they're dead for good.... look up the word Tragedy... then come back and complain all you wish...
sore wa himitsu desu: I know who you are... ok... I don't but I'm gonna try to know you... and how did you know I went by the name Ravyn sometimes??? you must know me or otherwise you wouldn't know that little tidbit... anywho.... good review and I promise I'll try to post the next chapter soon....
and this is the second last chapter... I'm almost done the story... *sniffles* I want to thank all those who DID review... I was hoping for more reviews then this, but oh well... can't get everything I want, now can I????