Author's notes: This fic has been posted before, but I think I really have to post it again. I've corrected
a few errors, mostly in grammar and added more adjectives to make it detailed. S/M, inspired by the song
'Alone' from Saiyuki. Please do review! Flames will be accepted. [
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Alone
Prologue: Kioku
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"A dry breeze is blowing,
The city is getting cold.
I wonder how many seasons have passed
Without even a sound?"
Memories started to linger as Sango sat down, watching the starless night sky. Together with Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippou,
Myoga and of course, Miroku, she started to remember the things they have gone through. Happy, sad or tragic may
it be, the memories she once shared with her friends were the best of all.
It's been almost a year since Inuyasha and party were able to defeat Naraku. Instead of becoming a full demon, Inuyasha decided
to become a full human. He lived in the present time together with Kagome,
enjoying a happy relationship with her.
As for the ever-famous lech, Miroku, he has finally lost the curse of his Kazaana.
He still flirts with other women, despite the fact that he actually proposed to
Sango before. He meets our taiji-ya every now and then, though, as she travels
through different places, still working as a demon exterminator. But shows no
sign of him remembering his proposal as he continues to go out with women,
taking advantage of him being a monk. This angers Sango most of the time, but
what could she do? Miroku proposes to every single woman he meets, especially
when he still had his curse, thus, asking them to bear his child. It wasn't
really surprising that he did the same to Sango.
Though she hates to admit it, Sango is hurt every time she remembers Miroku's
proposal. At the back of her mind, and at the bottom of her heart, she knows
that Miroku has left a huge hole that makes her eyes a small pool of tears.
The same happened to her at this moment, as she is alone and had nowhere to go. Her
closest friend, Kagome, asked her before to just live in the present era but
declined because she'd rather stay there than leave her memories with her
family. Sango still clings on her sad past, and hasn't moved on. How she wished
there was someone, someone who would act as a shoulder she could lean onto at
times she was like this.
In tears, she lied down in the cold shivering night, as dry breeze filled the place.
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Kioku - Japanese for 'memories'/'memory'.
A/N: So how was it? Did it suck *again*? xD Hope you liked it, though. Feel
free to flame or criticize, just review, please? I was depressed the last time
because I only got a few reviews. JUST REVIEW OKAY? I'll worship you forever if
you do! *grins* Thanks!!! Next chap... Chapter 1: Anata
