Author's Rant:
Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! I just decided to try out this pairing, since my twin was insisting I do something of this pairing. Hai, minna. This is Sango and Miroku. Of course, I find them really cute together! I think they are meant for each other! But... As far as I am concerned, I haven't tried anything of this. And in memory of my twin who practically loooves the monk [We both harass monks, if you don't mind, since Genjo Sanzo and Uesugi Tatsuha and our dear Houshi-sama here are all of the same vocation], and for being in the dumps after my last update, I should continue to write this S/M fic.
I thank again those who reviewed and stuck with the story. [Can you believe this fic is a year and a quarter old already?] You don't know how much your support meant to me when I read your reviews two months ago! *sobs*
And yeah, since a reviewer told me that she has restrictions when it comes to the rating of the story, I decided to not make it R. I'll just have a bit of what I really was planning. Anyway, the descriptions are the only ones that make it R and even if I remove that part, it'd still be the same. I'm just hoping ff.net would not screw up with the real format of this chapter.
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale ©Takahashi Rumiko.
XCS: This story is dedicated to a dear friend, FluffyLemonn [thanks for the e-shoulder] Also to my twin, MidoriTenshiSakura. Wherever you are...
Teach Me How To Love
By Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Thirteen: Jusan
Sango thought she heard a faint voice call her name. She shot her head up, though throbbing with pain, looking at what seemed as a cave opening where light came from.
Nobody came.
There has got to be somebody out there that called my name, she thought. And with such familiarity, that someone has got to be a friend.
And she dearly wished it was Houshi-sama.
She turned over and began to crawl towards her pile of clothes and cautiously began putting her tattered but still useful clothes. Her whole body ached thanks to Toya's way of letting his interest for a mate show. Her forehead felt swollen with lumps, her arms full of cuts, deep punctures and abrasions, while she thought a rib on her lower right broke when he propelled her towards the wall. [a/n: This is why I wanted to increase the rating, since I wanted you all to know how caring the nuisance was.]
All in all, she was beaten black and blue... Though on certain parts, it was purple.
She brushed her apron clean and slowly began to stand up when she spotted a small shell sitting beside the place where her clothes were once placed.
It was black, small and fragile-looking, and a light -- a very faint light -- was coming from it.
"A shell...? And a black one at that..." She picked it up, wincing a little, and inspected it. She let it play around her palms. "The texture... it feels like... a coral..."
She was startled when the once small shell grew to a size just fit for her hands. "That was queer..." She studied the item more and discovered what seemed like a crack. But she didn't fail to notice the light coming from the small opening of the shell.
Out of curiosity, she pried the shell open, careful not to break it, and what she saw made her look more closely.
She saw Kagome, Inuyasha, Shippou, Kirara, Houshi-sama and... herself?... in a cave... Inuyasha and Kagome were standing at the side, Shippou and Kirara as well, and Houshi-sama was walking towards her.
Her eyes widened when she saw herself throw something at Miroku. And at once she knew what it was. The intricate handle, the gleam it made, the unnatural curves of the weapon...
It was the dagger. The dagger that looked exactly what she had before.
The dagger he gave her.
~*~*~*~
She almost wanted to cry when Miroku handed her the cloth which held the dagger she'd been eyeing since they entered the shrine village. It really looked like the one she had back at their village, but the shine it possessed was not that of hers. And now here it was, handed before her. She felt like a kid being given a present that she pined for so long as her birthday present. "Houshi-sama... How...?"
She almost shivered when he tucked a stray lock to her ear. "Well... I have my ways..."
His ways? If it were his ways... Then that would mean... "You STOLE it?!"
"Ah, you think so little of me Sango... I wouldn't resort to that."
No! She didn't think that low of him. Its just that he always did this... Steal money or valuable things from the people they solicited to take them in, in exchange for warding off youkais, real or invented. So she voiced out her thoughts. "But you do steal from those villagers."
"Well... I wouldn't want to give some special person a stolen item now, would I?"
A special person? Does that mean she's special to him? "I-I..." not finding the right words, she sighed. "A-Arigato, Houshi-sama..."
"Don't I get SOMETHING in return?"
What kind of game is he playing now?!
"Like what?" She readied herself for the grope, her fists balling and her eyes narrowing. He may be sweet at times, but that doesn't give him the right to grope her on every chance presented to him.
"Like...this..." And the next thing she knew, she was snuggled against a strong pair of arms clad in a monk's robe. "I need someone to stay with me tonight, in case it gets cold..."
She was wary of what he could do now that she was at groping range, but she was too tired to fight him off. So she decided to give him an empty threat instead. "Don't you dare slide those hands down..."
But Kami, he was so warm! She felt comfortable at his embrace, that she wanted to snuggle closer. So she decided to turn and lean back against him to savor the warmth he provided. It felt like she was being held possessively by no less than him...
"But I have to admit, you're warm..." She heard herself say. Where did that come from? Her cheeks were starting to feel hot.
She heard him chuckle lightly and scoot towards a nearby tree, dragging her with him. 'He must be tired as well...'
A weight on her head made her blush madly. "And so are you..."
Maybe she was warm because she was blushing. Stupid blush. Now she really hates it whenever she remembers her chichiue calling her the ultimate blush indicator.
Suppressing the blush, she opted to yawn as she placed the dagger on the cloth again. The dagger might accidentally hurt them if she left it there unwrapped. She was thankful for what he did for her... For making her feel so important. "Domo..."
Should she say it...? But that would mean weakness...
But what's the catch? Even Inuyasha calls him that...
Oh well...
"...Miroku..."
It might be that this... moment they are cherishing now... or she was cherishing now... would only be temporary, but what mattered was that she felt important and loved...
...Even only for the night...
~*~*~*~
Noticing the dagger was nearing him, her heart raced. No, this shouldn't be... So she did the only thing she can think of...
"HOUSHI-SAMA!!!!!"
*******
"He wants me to keep watch over you so you wouldn't give the shikon no kakera to Kagome..."
"And you want to get it after all the shards are with him? No chance, witch. I'd rather give this to my woman when the time comes. Go back to your master and tell him that."
"Whoever wanted to be his minion anyway..."
"You hate being his minion? Hah, that's a good joke there."
"Fine. If you don't trust me that much then suffer the consequences of your decision..."
"And you'd kill my pack again?"
"I'm not here to slaughter yet. Just... Don't give him the shards, that's what matters. I have to wait for the time that Inuyasha's group or Sesshomaru would defeat him. Then I'd be free..."
"What are you talking about? You're free. You have the power to kill even a hundred men and use them for your disgusting cause..."
"That's what you think. Those things I did... They were orders from Naraku. But now that I know how it feels like to be free, I want my freedom. I don't want to be a puppet that twitches every time he wants to toy with my heart..."
"Toy with your heart? I don't understand..."
"He holds my heart in his hands. LITERALLY. He controls my life and makes me experience near-death pains whenever he chooses."
"So in exchange for your freedom, for him to release you, you'll wait for everything to be settled, for anyone capable to kick his sorry ass, rather than work for him..."
"Finally..."
"How can I know that my pack can trust you not to kill us?"
"I give you my word..."
"And as proof... You should give me your fan."
"My fan?!"
"Don't worry, I'll return it when the need arises. You DID offer to help me shoo away those ambitious idiots eyeing my lands..."
"..."
"Well...?"
"Fine! If it'd make you feel so great, and as long as you don't give up those shards..."
"You have my word."
Kouga could still remember their talk clearly. The fuuyoukai may have killed his kinsmen, but knowing his woman, Kagome, she'd wish that the world would go back to normal before Naraku even played with their lives. So maybe he could trust her.
And besides, she gave up her fan in exchange for his not giving Naraku the shards on his feet and helping him preserve his territory. That may not be enough to compensate for the damages incurred by the youkai, but this will do for now.
*******
Miroku eyed the dagger that was heading towards him. If Kagome's shout sank in him a second earlier, he would have a great chance of evading the attack. But it didn't, so the only thing he could think of was to hold his arms out in front of him in defense. If he couldn't evade it, at least he could minimize the damage.
"HOUSHI-SAMA!!!!!"
A shout from Sango shook Kagome out of trance and her gaze immediately fell on her best friend, whose once lifeless eyes obtained shine as she called out.
Inuyasha did the only thing he could think of: Jump and take Miroku out of the weapon's range.
The dagger heading towards Miroku and Inuyasha stopped just in front of them and suddenly became aware of the law of universal gravitation, for it reached the ground as fast as it was sent into motion.
*******
She breathed heavily, her throat suddenly dry. Her heart just called out to him, and she can't control her impulse. The Houshi can't be hurt, SHOULDN'T be hurt.
And there was nothing she could do about it. She -- well, herself in the shell -- had released it, and it was aimed directly at his heart. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see what will happen. The thought alone twisted her guts for unknown reasons.
She cracked an eye open and curiously peeped at the shell. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the dagger lying on the ground.
"Yokatta ne..." she said to no one in particular. "I almost killed Houshi-sama..."
"Pity you didn't..." A voice from behind her snarled.
*******
Still wide-eyed, Miroku wriggled out of Inuyasha's grasp and stared at Sango. She did blurt out his title, didn't she?
"Sango-chan..." Kagome began.
"Yokatta ne..." Sango suddenly spoke, her face weary.
Miroku couldn't help but take steps closer to where the taiji-ya stood.
"Keh, you should be thankful I appeared in front of it just in time-- OI NANDA YO!?!?!? Are you trying to kill yourself?" Inuyasha shouted at the bouzou.
"Inuyasha... Sango-chan is slowly regaining power over her body!" Kagome gushed.
"Sango..." Miroku began, but was cut off when...
"I almost killed Houshi-sama..." She smiled slightly, more like due to relief. Her face suddenly darkened and she fell to her knees, grasping her wrists while her palms closed into a fist. "Wha--"
"Sango-chan!" Kagome shrieked.
Miroku ran towards her and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her. What is happening with her? One moment she calls out to him and the next thing you know, she loses control. What in the seven hells IS happening to her?
Tightening his grip, he shook her vigorously. "Sango! Sango!"
*******
She abruptly stood up, her head hitting Toya's lips that were still sore from the kiss... If one could call it a kiss, that is. Closing the shell in her palm, she readied herself for an attack and suddenly grabbed for her dagger that was tucked on her hips, but was slightly startled when she felt nothing but the string of the apron. "Wha--"
"Have you forgotten that your physical self is there on that shell? Your weapons are not with you." Toya grabbed her wrist that had the clam in her grasp. "Give that back!!!"
"No chance in hell..." Sango fought to remove her wrist from his grip, but was unsuccessful. His other hand moved to hold her hand, but she accicentally dropped the semi-damaged item.
Upon colliding with the ground before her, the shell broke into pieces, the light concealed there spilling into the room.
"NOOO!!!!" Toya shouted as a smoke from the shell became abundant and got the two of them surrounded.
*******
Miroku's vicegrip-like clamp on her shoulder didn't even make her flinch. 'She may be tough, but never numb...' He thought. He looked down on her hands, still struggling.
That was when he noticed that her hands were covered with blood that was oozing from the wrists she was holding. After successfully prying it away, he saw four punctures on her wrist, forming an almost straight line. Marks that looked suspiciously like it was created by claws.
His eyes widened when he saw bruises and cuts materialize on her arms, dried blood on her temple, abrasions on her head, and punches on her cheeks. He blinked, not believing what he just saw. But even if he did that, he opened it and the same sight greeted his vision, only her clothes were all dirty and could be considered rags.
"No chance in hell..." She snarled, and she seemed to struggle to remove an invisible hand holding her wrists.
"Sango! Mezamete! Mezamete!" Miroku shouted as he shook her violently.
Her hand relaxed from its grip. Her body went limp and she became unconscious.
Out of nowhere a crackling voice shouted. "NOOO!!!!"
Miroku tried to get Sango into his embrace.
"Miroku don't touch her!!!" Inuyasha shouted, catching his attention and jumping to grab him into safety for the second time.
Kagome could sense impending danger. "Miroku-sama, I can sense the shards in her!!!"
"What?!" Miroku looked at Kagome skeptically, then turned her gaze to Sango's unconscious body. "It's in her...?" He whispered, disbelieving.
A cloud of purple smoke started to surround Sango. She was still unconscious, lying on the ground as the haze started to engulf her.
"Sango!" Miroku started to run towards her, the smoke increasing in volume.
But Inuyasha intercepted. "Don't be stupid! The smoke may be poisonous!"
"All the more reasons for me to save her..." Miroku retorted, shoving the hanyou aside and running towards their fallen comrade.
He abruptly stopped as a figure then materialized from the haze, kneeling beside Sango's body.
...tsuzuku...
Vocabulary: [I didn't use too much Jap here...]
Nanda yo - it really varies in meaning, depending on the tone and situation. Nanda would mean what, but with the slight colloquiality [is that a word?], this means 'what is it.' but since its Inuyasha speaking, it means 'What the hell...' in an absurd way.
Mezamete - it is actually a verb meaning awake or awaken but I don't know the form exactly. When Miroku said this, it meant 'wake up.'
Author's Rant:
Keh, nothing much. I don't even know if this should be considered as a chapter, but oh well. The last chapter and this one was supposed to be posted around last month but it was delayed due to a)my pocket PC stupidly did not synchronize with my desktop PC well, resulting to all my files being deleted, b)I got it ready to be posted but another misfortune occured because my modem malfunctioned so I was forced to return it to the manufacturer, c)I had my finals and fortunately I graduated high school, and d)a very saddening experience happened to me. Lots of reasons, yes but I know they're all valid.
I'd like to say sorry for the delay of the chapters I promised, but I swear I am going to finish this before college starts. And I have a fanfic on the works, still dedicated to S/M, that'll be out around... Three chapters before this fic ends. Though this fic, temporarily called "Anything for You," maybe a bit mature in theme [no wonder their initials are S and M... Its an S&M thing going on between them! *cackles*], I do hope the same support would be given to it, just as how you people read AND review this one.
Another sorry goes out to all of you if ever I offended anyone with my convictions and stupid imagination. I fear I might have gotten the same idea as a person out there has.
A last sorry [for the chapter] if I committed mistakes here. To err is human, to discriminate is hanyou, to crave for blood is youkai, and to freak one out is ghost. ^_~
Ja, mata ne!!!
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! Konnichiwa! I just decided to try out this pairing, since my twin was insisting I do something of this pairing. Hai, minna. This is Sango and Miroku. Of course, I find them really cute together! I think they are meant for each other! But... As far as I am concerned, I haven't tried anything of this. And in memory of my twin who practically loooves the monk [We both harass monks, if you don't mind, since Genjo Sanzo and Uesugi Tatsuha and our dear Houshi-sama here are all of the same vocation], and for being in the dumps after my last update, I should continue to write this S/M fic.
I thank again those who reviewed and stuck with the story. [Can you believe this fic is a year and a quarter old already?] You don't know how much your support meant to me when I read your reviews two months ago! *sobs*
And yeah, since a reviewer told me that she has restrictions when it comes to the rating of the story, I decided to not make it R. I'll just have a bit of what I really was planning. Anyway, the descriptions are the only ones that make it R and even if I remove that part, it'd still be the same. I'm just hoping ff.net would not screw up with the real format of this chapter.
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Inu-Yasha: A Medieval Pulp Fantasy -er- Inu-Yasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale ©Takahashi Rumiko.
XCS: This story is dedicated to a dear friend, FluffyLemonn [thanks for the e-shoulder] Also to my twin, MidoriTenshiSakura. Wherever you are...
Teach Me How To Love
By Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Thirteen: Jusan
Sango thought she heard a faint voice call her name. She shot her head up, though throbbing with pain, looking at what seemed as a cave opening where light came from.
Nobody came.
There has got to be somebody out there that called my name, she thought. And with such familiarity, that someone has got to be a friend.
And she dearly wished it was Houshi-sama.
She turned over and began to crawl towards her pile of clothes and cautiously began putting her tattered but still useful clothes. Her whole body ached thanks to Toya's way of letting his interest for a mate show. Her forehead felt swollen with lumps, her arms full of cuts, deep punctures and abrasions, while she thought a rib on her lower right broke when he propelled her towards the wall. [a/n: This is why I wanted to increase the rating, since I wanted you all to know how caring the nuisance was.]
All in all, she was beaten black and blue... Though on certain parts, it was purple.
She brushed her apron clean and slowly began to stand up when she spotted a small shell sitting beside the place where her clothes were once placed.
It was black, small and fragile-looking, and a light -- a very faint light -- was coming from it.
"A shell...? And a black one at that..." She picked it up, wincing a little, and inspected it. She let it play around her palms. "The texture... it feels like... a coral..."
She was startled when the once small shell grew to a size just fit for her hands. "That was queer..." She studied the item more and discovered what seemed like a crack. But she didn't fail to notice the light coming from the small opening of the shell.
Out of curiosity, she pried the shell open, careful not to break it, and what she saw made her look more closely.
She saw Kagome, Inuyasha, Shippou, Kirara, Houshi-sama and... herself?... in a cave... Inuyasha and Kagome were standing at the side, Shippou and Kirara as well, and Houshi-sama was walking towards her.
Her eyes widened when she saw herself throw something at Miroku. And at once she knew what it was. The intricate handle, the gleam it made, the unnatural curves of the weapon...
It was the dagger. The dagger that looked exactly what she had before.
The dagger he gave her.
~*~*~*~
She almost wanted to cry when Miroku handed her the cloth which held the dagger she'd been eyeing since they entered the shrine village. It really looked like the one she had back at their village, but the shine it possessed was not that of hers. And now here it was, handed before her. She felt like a kid being given a present that she pined for so long as her birthday present. "Houshi-sama... How...?"
She almost shivered when he tucked a stray lock to her ear. "Well... I have my ways..."
His ways? If it were his ways... Then that would mean... "You STOLE it?!"
"Ah, you think so little of me Sango... I wouldn't resort to that."
No! She didn't think that low of him. Its just that he always did this... Steal money or valuable things from the people they solicited to take them in, in exchange for warding off youkais, real or invented. So she voiced out her thoughts. "But you do steal from those villagers."
"Well... I wouldn't want to give some special person a stolen item now, would I?"
A special person? Does that mean she's special to him? "I-I..." not finding the right words, she sighed. "A-Arigato, Houshi-sama..."
"Don't I get SOMETHING in return?"
What kind of game is he playing now?!
"Like what?" She readied herself for the grope, her fists balling and her eyes narrowing. He may be sweet at times, but that doesn't give him the right to grope her on every chance presented to him.
"Like...this..." And the next thing she knew, she was snuggled against a strong pair of arms clad in a monk's robe. "I need someone to stay with me tonight, in case it gets cold..."
She was wary of what he could do now that she was at groping range, but she was too tired to fight him off. So she decided to give him an empty threat instead. "Don't you dare slide those hands down..."
But Kami, he was so warm! She felt comfortable at his embrace, that she wanted to snuggle closer. So she decided to turn and lean back against him to savor the warmth he provided. It felt like she was being held possessively by no less than him...
"But I have to admit, you're warm..." She heard herself say. Where did that come from? Her cheeks were starting to feel hot.
She heard him chuckle lightly and scoot towards a nearby tree, dragging her with him. 'He must be tired as well...'
A weight on her head made her blush madly. "And so are you..."
Maybe she was warm because she was blushing. Stupid blush. Now she really hates it whenever she remembers her chichiue calling her the ultimate blush indicator.
Suppressing the blush, she opted to yawn as she placed the dagger on the cloth again. The dagger might accidentally hurt them if she left it there unwrapped. She was thankful for what he did for her... For making her feel so important. "Domo..."
Should she say it...? But that would mean weakness...
But what's the catch? Even Inuyasha calls him that...
Oh well...
"...Miroku..."
It might be that this... moment they are cherishing now... or she was cherishing now... would only be temporary, but what mattered was that she felt important and loved...
...Even only for the night...
~*~*~*~
Noticing the dagger was nearing him, her heart raced. No, this shouldn't be... So she did the only thing she can think of...
"HOUSHI-SAMA!!!!!"
*******
"He wants me to keep watch over you so you wouldn't give the shikon no kakera to Kagome..."
"And you want to get it after all the shards are with him? No chance, witch. I'd rather give this to my woman when the time comes. Go back to your master and tell him that."
"Whoever wanted to be his minion anyway..."
"You hate being his minion? Hah, that's a good joke there."
"Fine. If you don't trust me that much then suffer the consequences of your decision..."
"And you'd kill my pack again?"
"I'm not here to slaughter yet. Just... Don't give him the shards, that's what matters. I have to wait for the time that Inuyasha's group or Sesshomaru would defeat him. Then I'd be free..."
"What are you talking about? You're free. You have the power to kill even a hundred men and use them for your disgusting cause..."
"That's what you think. Those things I did... They were orders from Naraku. But now that I know how it feels like to be free, I want my freedom. I don't want to be a puppet that twitches every time he wants to toy with my heart..."
"Toy with your heart? I don't understand..."
"He holds my heart in his hands. LITERALLY. He controls my life and makes me experience near-death pains whenever he chooses."
"So in exchange for your freedom, for him to release you, you'll wait for everything to be settled, for anyone capable to kick his sorry ass, rather than work for him..."
"Finally..."
"How can I know that my pack can trust you not to kill us?"
"I give you my word..."
"And as proof... You should give me your fan."
"My fan?!"
"Don't worry, I'll return it when the need arises. You DID offer to help me shoo away those ambitious idiots eyeing my lands..."
"..."
"Well...?"
"Fine! If it'd make you feel so great, and as long as you don't give up those shards..."
"You have my word."
Kouga could still remember their talk clearly. The fuuyoukai may have killed his kinsmen, but knowing his woman, Kagome, she'd wish that the world would go back to normal before Naraku even played with their lives. So maybe he could trust her.
And besides, she gave up her fan in exchange for his not giving Naraku the shards on his feet and helping him preserve his territory. That may not be enough to compensate for the damages incurred by the youkai, but this will do for now.
*******
Miroku eyed the dagger that was heading towards him. If Kagome's shout sank in him a second earlier, he would have a great chance of evading the attack. But it didn't, so the only thing he could think of was to hold his arms out in front of him in defense. If he couldn't evade it, at least he could minimize the damage.
"HOUSHI-SAMA!!!!!"
A shout from Sango shook Kagome out of trance and her gaze immediately fell on her best friend, whose once lifeless eyes obtained shine as she called out.
Inuyasha did the only thing he could think of: Jump and take Miroku out of the weapon's range.
The dagger heading towards Miroku and Inuyasha stopped just in front of them and suddenly became aware of the law of universal gravitation, for it reached the ground as fast as it was sent into motion.
*******
She breathed heavily, her throat suddenly dry. Her heart just called out to him, and she can't control her impulse. The Houshi can't be hurt, SHOULDN'T be hurt.
And there was nothing she could do about it. She -- well, herself in the shell -- had released it, and it was aimed directly at his heart. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see what will happen. The thought alone twisted her guts for unknown reasons.
She cracked an eye open and curiously peeped at the shell. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the dagger lying on the ground.
"Yokatta ne..." she said to no one in particular. "I almost killed Houshi-sama..."
"Pity you didn't..." A voice from behind her snarled.
*******
Still wide-eyed, Miroku wriggled out of Inuyasha's grasp and stared at Sango. She did blurt out his title, didn't she?
"Sango-chan..." Kagome began.
"Yokatta ne..." Sango suddenly spoke, her face weary.
Miroku couldn't help but take steps closer to where the taiji-ya stood.
"Keh, you should be thankful I appeared in front of it just in time-- OI NANDA YO!?!?!? Are you trying to kill yourself?" Inuyasha shouted at the bouzou.
"Inuyasha... Sango-chan is slowly regaining power over her body!" Kagome gushed.
"Sango..." Miroku began, but was cut off when...
"I almost killed Houshi-sama..." She smiled slightly, more like due to relief. Her face suddenly darkened and she fell to her knees, grasping her wrists while her palms closed into a fist. "Wha--"
"Sango-chan!" Kagome shrieked.
Miroku ran towards her and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her. What is happening with her? One moment she calls out to him and the next thing you know, she loses control. What in the seven hells IS happening to her?
Tightening his grip, he shook her vigorously. "Sango! Sango!"
*******
She abruptly stood up, her head hitting Toya's lips that were still sore from the kiss... If one could call it a kiss, that is. Closing the shell in her palm, she readied herself for an attack and suddenly grabbed for her dagger that was tucked on her hips, but was slightly startled when she felt nothing but the string of the apron. "Wha--"
"Have you forgotten that your physical self is there on that shell? Your weapons are not with you." Toya grabbed her wrist that had the clam in her grasp. "Give that back!!!"
"No chance in hell..." Sango fought to remove her wrist from his grip, but was unsuccessful. His other hand moved to hold her hand, but she accicentally dropped the semi-damaged item.
Upon colliding with the ground before her, the shell broke into pieces, the light concealed there spilling into the room.
"NOOO!!!!" Toya shouted as a smoke from the shell became abundant and got the two of them surrounded.
*******
Miroku's vicegrip-like clamp on her shoulder didn't even make her flinch. 'She may be tough, but never numb...' He thought. He looked down on her hands, still struggling.
That was when he noticed that her hands were covered with blood that was oozing from the wrists she was holding. After successfully prying it away, he saw four punctures on her wrist, forming an almost straight line. Marks that looked suspiciously like it was created by claws.
His eyes widened when he saw bruises and cuts materialize on her arms, dried blood on her temple, abrasions on her head, and punches on her cheeks. He blinked, not believing what he just saw. But even if he did that, he opened it and the same sight greeted his vision, only her clothes were all dirty and could be considered rags.
"No chance in hell..." She snarled, and she seemed to struggle to remove an invisible hand holding her wrists.
"Sango! Mezamete! Mezamete!" Miroku shouted as he shook her violently.
Her hand relaxed from its grip. Her body went limp and she became unconscious.
Out of nowhere a crackling voice shouted. "NOOO!!!!"
Miroku tried to get Sango into his embrace.
"Miroku don't touch her!!!" Inuyasha shouted, catching his attention and jumping to grab him into safety for the second time.
Kagome could sense impending danger. "Miroku-sama, I can sense the shards in her!!!"
"What?!" Miroku looked at Kagome skeptically, then turned her gaze to Sango's unconscious body. "It's in her...?" He whispered, disbelieving.
A cloud of purple smoke started to surround Sango. She was still unconscious, lying on the ground as the haze started to engulf her.
"Sango!" Miroku started to run towards her, the smoke increasing in volume.
But Inuyasha intercepted. "Don't be stupid! The smoke may be poisonous!"
"All the more reasons for me to save her..." Miroku retorted, shoving the hanyou aside and running towards their fallen comrade.
He abruptly stopped as a figure then materialized from the haze, kneeling beside Sango's body.
...tsuzuku...
Vocabulary: [I didn't use too much Jap here...]
Nanda yo - it really varies in meaning, depending on the tone and situation. Nanda would mean what, but with the slight colloquiality [is that a word?], this means 'what is it.' but since its Inuyasha speaking, it means 'What the hell...' in an absurd way.
Mezamete - it is actually a verb meaning awake or awaken but I don't know the form exactly. When Miroku said this, it meant 'wake up.'
Author's Rant:
Keh, nothing much. I don't even know if this should be considered as a chapter, but oh well. The last chapter and this one was supposed to be posted around last month but it was delayed due to a)my pocket PC stupidly did not synchronize with my desktop PC well, resulting to all my files being deleted, b)I got it ready to be posted but another misfortune occured because my modem malfunctioned so I was forced to return it to the manufacturer, c)I had my finals and fortunately I graduated high school, and d)a very saddening experience happened to me. Lots of reasons, yes but I know they're all valid.
I'd like to say sorry for the delay of the chapters I promised, but I swear I am going to finish this before college starts. And I have a fanfic on the works, still dedicated to S/M, that'll be out around... Three chapters before this fic ends. Though this fic, temporarily called "Anything for You," maybe a bit mature in theme [no wonder their initials are S and M... Its an S&M thing going on between them! *cackles*], I do hope the same support would be given to it, just as how you people read AND review this one.
Another sorry goes out to all of you if ever I offended anyone with my convictions and stupid imagination. I fear I might have gotten the same idea as a person out there has.
A last sorry [for the chapter] if I committed mistakes here. To err is human, to discriminate is hanyou, to crave for blood is youkai, and to freak one out is ghost. ^_~
Ja, mata ne!!!
~Shohoku no Miko~©