Author's Rant:
Hello people! I'm back with another fic that might for some odd reason; change your perspective of Sango and Miroku. I just hope that the same support that readers gave my other fic, 'Teach Me How to Love' can also be given to this, or much more.
This fic is actually inspired by Tackey and Tsubasa's "Sayonara wa Ashita no Tame Ni" and Hamasaki Ayumi's "Dearest" and "No More Words." The Inuyasha Soundtrack I downloaded was useful, inspiring and to some extent, became my meditation music [the WIND Soundtrack, I mean]. And Okuda Miwako's "Shizuku" also inspired me when I listened to it the moment I downloaded it...
And you know? Life sucks big time. My nii-chan just DELETED our bit torrent.exe (file) and you know... I LOST THE FILE I WAS DOWNLOADING THAT HAD *ALL* THE INUYASHA EPISODES!!! AND I FORGOT THE SITE WHERE I GOT IT FROM!!! *wails* Could someone help me, please? Please, please, please?! *flashes puppy eyes to everyone reading* I would be FOREVER thankful for your help...
Well what have I got here... WHOA!!! Reviews! YOU ALL MADE MY DAY!!!! You see I was really frustrated at my dial up connection because I just didn't understand what it wanted... Anyways...
Inuyasha19912 (You're Inuyasha1991 *aka Ray*, right?) – it ALMOST made you CRY? You're the school punk? Well, well, well... if it ALMOST made you cry does that mean I'm good? *sweat drops* Rumors are really EVIL and COLD... especially when everyone believes them. Stupid rumor mongers... Thanks for reading and reviewing!!!
Aamalie – thanks for those very helpful bits on Japanese School System... Now I realized I made a mistake on their age and some bits that I mentioned in the previous chapter. You see here in our country, the school system (like I said in the rant I made last chapter) makes a sixteen-year-old (fourteen, in the youngest sense) student a college student. So I was kind of wrong in the age that I placed in the previous chapter... disappointed in Miroku? Well who wouldn't be? I myself am disappointed with Miroku. Well what can I say? Boys are sometimes very... DRIVEN by their emotions... I know you know how I feel; I kind of read it on your review response in "Sweet Tooth." And well, YOU HAVE TO UPDATE TOO!!!! Arigatou for reviewing! And yes, Naraku sucks big time.
Aprill May – well... let's say this part is the inciting force for some reason. I mean, it does affect them in some way, but do you notice anything contradicting my summary in this story? There HAS to be, and I assure you that when you find it out, you'll understand me more. Thanks for the links you sent me; they helped a lot too! Your own theories? Hmmm... care to fill me in on what you are thinking? ^-^ Does your anxiety to read the next installations make me a great writer? ^_^; Nothing like that happened to me? You've got to be kidding... Happy writing to you too, and an additional happy reading too!
Neoshipper – Yup. Naraku's stuuuuuuuupid. Though I like him for being the tricky, evil, plotting person he is in the anime and manga... He's a bishounen too! (Or should I say biseinen? Argh, whatever...) Here's the next chapter for you!
Me (who uses another name 'Once again... ME!!!') – can you keep that up until that last chapter? If you can then I promise I'll include you in the epilogue! *grins* That's a challenge!!! Mind if you tell me what your id is? I think I'm thinking of what your id is thinking, but then again... thanks for reviewing again! And that challenge, I'm looking forward to it!!! 0=P
Kay-san1(ShinomoriMiyu – poor Sango-chan? WAI!!!! I achieved my goal of torturing her! Mwahahahahahahahaha!!!! Here's the next chapter for you! All that stuff on the beginning? If I explained it now, you wouldn't have any reason to read on anymore!!! *grins evilly* So you better read on! (Am I diabolical or something? If I am then I'd be the happiest person in the world!)
Katani Masaya – NOOOOO!!!!!! Don't DIE on me!!!!!! ^_^; The inevitable question... WHY? Well then, tune in to find out why!!! Mwahahahaha!!! Am I evil or what? Thank you for reviewing, and I mean it!
SM together - *begins to sing 'Wo nan guo de shi fang shi ni fang shi ai fang shi ni...'* Hey, if Naraku doesn't ruin her life (and others' as well... You've read my one-shot "Two Minds Crack," ne? Miroku's thoughts on Naraku are really good [at least in my opinion, that's why it's my favorite from all the M/S fics I've written!]), there'd be no more angst in the story, in the anime and in the manga... That's why I still love Naraku despite his being despicable... Su-te-ki!!! *glomps Naraku*
Queen of All Chipmunks – Aww, that's okay! Naraku is such a meanie?! Oh, that endeared him to me more!!! But don't wish him to die... yet! Don't worry you'll get what you want in around... three chapters? Yeah, and then the plot will thicken... Bwahahahaha... I TOLD YOU DON'T LET YOUR CHIPMUNKS COME AFTER ME OR ELSE I'LL BE INCAPABLE OF WRITING!!!!
Mrryl – the jealous seeking wanna-be boyfriend... Suits him well! I agree with you!!! Though I highly doubt I'll make Inuyasha beat the crap out of him... you'll see why... Thank you for that itsy bit of information and for reviewing!
misakichi1 – I agree with you! He's the worst villain ever! And the perfect conspirator EVER!!! *glomps Naraku for the nth time* Uh... do you hate me for loving Naraku now? Don't worry Houshi-sama is still WAY-OFF better than HIM... the fluff? Uh-oh... You might be disappointed in this chapter... Thanks for reviewing!
And if I still have other readers out there who didn't review my fic, thanks for reading! (Though I still HIGHLY doubt that...) Though you could make me write more IF you review... *hint-hint*
Oh, and now I know I made a mistake on their ages... let's make them a bit younger, then. I was really stupid to not have researched about the schooling in Japan... SO now I'd give their CORRECT ages...
Takarai Sango – 12 y/o
Eiri Miroku – 12 y/o
Takarai Inuyasha – 14 y/o
Higurashi Kagome – 12 y/o
Takarai Sesshomaru – 17 y/o
For the other characters that will soon appear, you'll know as soon as I use them. (Are they toys or something?) Oh and another thing, their birthdays will be given by yours truly, because I have no idea when their real birthdays are. So please bear with me... (But that'll be in the next chapter...) And since even if I uploaded an html file as my chapter, it still didn't appear they way I wanted it, I'm just reverting to my old style of .doc chapters. Sometimes I don't know why they screw up the spaces I purposely make long... *hint-hint: Tasukete kudasai!!!!*
Inuyasha: Sengoku o Togi Zoushi © Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, YOMIURI TV Sunrise 2000. Territories apply.
Chapter Rating: PG-13 (Be warned of some very serious things coming!)
Anata no Tame Ni By Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Three:
Of Sango: Me Against the World
Nani o matteru Kimi wa inai heya? Tokei dake ga ashi oto no youni Nemurenai mune ni hibiku... Ima mo matteru Hitori tomatteru Futari mita Ano hi no tsuki wo Ima dokode kimi wa miteru...
~In the Moonlight, Mad Soldiers~
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She stopped the hands that were poised below her, suddenly thinking twice. This was not the first time she did this, and as far she could remember, she never regretted what she did...
... What THEY did...
But now, she felt really guilty about what she was about to do. She was not born yesterday and she knew. She knew that this was not the right thing to do. Just what will the others think of her? Will her friends accept her? Will her family hate her for this?
... Will he even care...?
This was something both of them should be talking about and participating in, but no...
She'd rather that she be the one to blame than put him into shame...
At least, he would not know...
A silent tear rolled down her pale clammy cheek as she released her grip on the hands.
She can do this again, and she will make it through... Whatever it takes...
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"Dinner's ready Aneue..." Kohaku knocked on the white doors of his neighboring room.
"I'm not going down!" Came a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"Hahaue told me to call you because if you don't..."
"If I don't then what?"
Kohaku hesitated. He was never used to lying to his dear Aneue, but he had to! Sango hasn't even eaten since yesterday when she came back from school, and he was really worried about her. Everyone in their house tried to talk to her -- well, except the indifferent eldest and the rebellious-never-at- home second child -- but she didn't budge. In fact, she got all the spare keys to her room and locked herself in. And surely now, Kohaku knew that Sango IS starving. "... Then Inuyasha-nii and Sesshomaru-nii will... break the door!"
Sango sighed. Kohaku needs to do better than that. So she voiced out her thoughts. "You need to do better than that!" She shouted as she buried herself more in the covers.
Silence.
"Oi, Sango..." Came a gruff voice from outside.
"Come down and eat..." A second voice, calmer and mature.
"S-s-see? I-I-I told you!" Kohaku smiled in relief. What a coincidence that they did come up!
A shuffling and some mutter can be heard from inside the room while the three waited. A few minutes later, Sango emerged from the room, looking like a mess. Her hair was pulled up in an unorderly fashion, her eyes having black rings under them, still donning the fuku she wore since yesterday. "Fine." She snapped.
Inuyasha and Sesshomaru both covered their noses while Kohaku smirked.
"Hell, you stink, Sango! Take a bath!" Inuyasha huffed.
Sesshomaru merely shook his head. "Do be aware of your hygiene. I'll tell hahaue that you'll just wash up. And you better." He firmly remarked, more of commanded.
"As you wish, Oh great Aniki, Oh grumpy Inuyasha..." She mocked as she stepped back into her room and into her showers. See, even her brothers thought of her as a dirty girl! She thought that it was only the school that thought of her as such, but even them?
... Well, she IS dirty... In the physical sense.
She quickly yanked her uniform off of her and sat down on the tub, crying, scrubbing her skin senseless.
*******
Kagome sighed. Sango turned off her cellphone! "Just great." She plopped down on her beanbag and grabbed a muffin she baked from the tray as she changed the channel of their television. Sango was absent that day, and her absence did not go unnoticed. She was the talk of the town -- or make that school -- no doubt. She even heard the pretty-but-slutty-gumi gossip different things about Sango -- how she could have lured the boys by using a potion of some sort, showing off her body whenever the opportunity came, using all the money her father gave her to wear different perfumes and buy books on casting spells to make boys court her... She also heard them talk about Sango's absence, that she was accidentally locked up in a room with the boy who was absent in class C that day because they were too 'into' it...
'Oooohh... And they even made up a story as to why Sango was absent today! The nerve!!!' Kagome's grip on her food tightened, and the poor, helpless muffin was slowly being turned into crumbs that fell on the sofa. 'Sure as hell the talk of the town...' She thought. But Kagome wished that they talked about her because the teachers finished computing their grades and announced that she is the valedictorian of their batch. But sadly, the bad things about a person always left the impression and NEVER the great things one did.
She tried calling her mobile phone to inform her of her success in school, and probably to cheer her up a little, but she rejected all her calls! And maybe she got fed up and turned off her cellphone.
Kagome furiously bit on her muffin, devising ways to get through Sango. 'Maybe she thought that I was one of those... Those lowlife girls... THEY were the ones who flirted all day long, not Sango-chan!'
"Nee-chan, Hungry..." Came her six-year-old brother's voice, Higurashi Souta. "When will kaa-san go home?"
"Souta, you know she won't be home until midnight. If you want to eat then here." Kagome threw a plastic-wrapped choco slice that she was planning to give Sango and Miroku.
Speaking of Miroku, he wasn't himself today. He just stared into nothingness all day long. He didn't even acknowledge her presence when she tapped his shoulder. He scowled at her when she asked about Sango. And he even tried escaping from her when she just wanted to talk to him...
"Nee-chan, when did you bake this?"
Kagome's eyebrow twitched. "Sou-ta. I just baked that this morning, OKAY? It's not expired!"
"I-I-I was just asking... It's not..." Souta drifted off as he then ran up the stairs teary-eyed and pouting. A bang of the door told Kagome that her brother was upset and is going to cry.
*******
*RING* *RING*
Inuyasha tensed. 'I have a bad feeling about this...'
He heard the receiver from the other end being lifted. "Oi, Miroku."
"Hey Inuyasha. What's up? Do you need me to fix your PC? Or do you want me to come over there---"
Inuyasha cut him off. "Uh... Nah. It's past seven, and your mom's probably going to kill me if I tell you to come over." from the other end of the line he heard Miroku chuckle. "Hey man, I was just going to ask you a question..."
"Yup. Anything." Miroku answered.
Inuyasha hesitated. "Well... Do you know why Sango's acting strange?"
"Strange...?" Miroku echoed, pretending that he did not know when in fact he did. "I-I don't know... I-I-I didn't see her in school..." Oh how his heart thumped at his lie!
"Keh. I thought you'd be helpful; you're just like me then, useless, insensitive moron. No wonder we're friends... Well, gotta go. Still have to go skateboarding outside." Inuyasha hung up at once, trying not to waste time.
Inuyasha grabbed his skateboard and ran down the stairs, and almost into his uncle. "Totousai-jii! Tell hahaue I'll be skateboarding in the park with my gang and I'll be back before school." He grinned and went out of the house without seeing his uncle shake his head.
As he skateboarded his way towards the park ramp, he glanced up at their house and to Sango's barely lit room. 'Sango is my sister. She may be a girl, but she's tough. And whatever's bothering her now, she'd soon overcome that. She wasn't born a Takarai for nothing...' Inuyasha thought as he caught sight of a longhaired blue-eyed boy already playing on the ramp.
Unbeknownst to the now-playing Inuyasha, Miroku's voice came after he hung up. Too bad he didn't hear Miroku tell him that it was his entire fault.
*******
Shintaku Kagura sat leisurely on their living room set while mindlessly pressing buttons on the remote control. Sometimes she wondered how boys would always channel surf and never stick to one program, but here she was, doing the same things that the other gender she so hated did.
"To hell with boys and men... All they want to do with us women is to use us, fuck us senseless and then they'd throw us like some old rag. Hah, I'm sure that fucking Naraku did this to Sango..." She mumbled as she turned off the television and started for her room. If only those people trusted her more and believed her when she said that Naraku was an ex-gangster... If only she was not suspended at that time when the news spread like fire... If only Kagome told her earlier that Naraku was also chasing Sango...
Maybe she could have helped Miss goody-two shoes. She may not be a close friend or even a responsible seatmate, but when it comes to girls being called a slut and anything involving that despicable Naraku, she'd do anything to trap him and punch him to where the sun don't shine.
... But no...
She belonged once with Naraku's fraternity, and she ruined her image when she woke up to reality one day -- that he was a spoiled, incorrigible, self- centered beast who wanted nothing but to terrorize others -- that she broke away from him. And now, what happened to her when she was in fifth grade was now happening to Miss goody-two shoes.
But she will not tolerate this big lie anymore.
She will definitely spill all of Naraku's evil little schemes and doings. That way she'll get rid of him for good, help Miss goody-two shoes retrieve her broken spirit, and clear her reputation.
"Ane-san... Your fan..." She felt a light tug on her shorts and looked down to meet her younger sister's gray dull eyes.
"Ha?"
"Your fan... Broken..."
Kagura stared long at her sister before she looked at her fan. She had crushed the paper fan she held on her hand. Her FAVORITE fan! 'Stupid Naraku and his evil ways!'
"Ah, thanks, Kanna." She said as she turned the knob of her door open and went into her room.
But not before she realized that her sister actually managed to say seven words...
Seven words... That's a great improvement!
"Kanna! You said seven words? Kaa-san will be happy about this..." She smiled as she pinched her sister's cheek before hugging her. "That's really great... You'll be able to go back to school again...!"
*******
"... And to think that he was my best friend..." Sango mumbled, wiping her tears angrily and rubbing her puffy eyes. "What a jerk..."
She shut her eyes tightly, sinking herself in the blue comforter on her bed and listening to the blaring music from her CD player. At times like this she really wanted to shut everything around her except the music playing.
~I lose control Togireta kokoro Sotto kaze ni sarawarete Boku wa ten o aogu...~
She mindlessly sang as she pulled herself to sit up on her bed. She felt like the room became much more colder and darker, when in fact she always chose the lively colors for her room. Her gaze fell on the black and gold frame on her bedside table, two equally bright smiles glaring back at her.
The picture was that of her and him, one that Miroku had taken using the camera he bought. She remembered how engrossed they were at the device, wasting film after film and batteries only to take pictures of scenes that caught their interests.
And this one was actually an experimental shot, testing if it was possible to picture oneself while holding the camera. And it was possible... And now she wondered if those almost ten years of friendship were only his 'experimental' years before engaging into other relationships...
... Just like how he always experimented taking her pictures in awkward moments.
She furiously slammed the frame down, almost crashing the glass and damaging the exquisitely carved design on the table.
~I lose control Fusagarete yuku Anata sae kizukazu ni Kowashite shinai sou Good morning Mr. Fear...~
Sango stood and walked to her dresser, pulled the chair and sat down in front of the mirror. She stared at herself, gazing at the dark rings that formed due to her lack of sleep, and the paleness of her cheeks because she refused to eat more than three spoonfuls. She grabbed a brush and began untangling the strands of her long black-brown hair.
~Kakusei sareta no wa Nakushiteta kizu ato Kono karada ga ubawareteku Yakitsukusu taiyou Kage o kuroku someru Mou tomaranai hanasanai de...~
She stood up again, walked to her study table and stared at the picture pinned on her locker door. The teenage girl who was practically nude can and never will be her.
~I lose control Haru meku toki ni Mada osanai hitomi wa Shuumaku o osoreta...~
But who would believe her anyway? Her classmates who speak ill of her whenever she had her back on them? Her council members who didn't even give a damn on what she told them at the short meeting she presided? Heck, even her best friend did not believe her...
Who will she run to?
~I lose control Hirahira ukabu chouchou wa tsuka maerare Haritsu kerareteta ne Good morning Mr. Fear...~
She grabbed the pair of scissors on the desk and turned on the shredder beside and fed the picture in it. Sango smiled at the sound of the paper being shredded into thin strips. Then she went back and sat in front of the mirror and with the scissors on her right and a fist of hair on another, she began cutting her hair in unequal lengths, grinning at her reflection.
~Kakusei sareta no wa Nakushiteta kizu ato Osaerarenai kono ude sae Yakitsukusu taiyou Kage o kuroku someru Sou kizukeba waratteita...~
She stopped cutting her hair and the grin on her face faded as her hand gripped the scissors tighter, unclipping it to stare at the sharp edge, slowly lowering it to her wrist. She could see her eyebrows contorting and her eyes watering as she let the sharp edge of the scissor cut into her skin, damaging her veins on her left wrist. The crimson fluid oozing out slowly from the wound made her laugh as she felt the tears she held for the last minutes come down. She felt her surroundings spin and the room grow colder as she held on the edge of the dresser for support.
~I died then my instinct was born... I died then my instinct was born... I died then my instinct was born... ... Instinct was born...~
The moment the last note of the song was hit her mobile phone's melody followed.
~Motto... Anata wo dakishime nemuritai Yasashii kioku ni Kawaratta ima de sae mo Kono ude de dakishime nemuritai Deatta koro no Ano hi no mama no Futari no you ni...~
She snapped out of her dizziness and answered the phone. "...Hai...?"
"Sango-chan? It's Kagome! You've been absent for three days what happened to you?" Came Kagome's voice from the other end.
"I-I-I'm fine..." She answered as she tried desperately to stop the blood from oozing out. Sango felt for a bandage on her small first aid kit but she blindly missed it, so she crawled to her cabinet. She pulled a face towel from the drawer and tied it around the bleeding wound. Good thing she was taught of first aid...
"... And you weren't answering my calls!" Kagome whined. "But now that you did, I think I'll come over and visit you okay? And don't go hiding from me! Bye!"
"Wait--" Sango heard the click then she crawled to her bed and sighed. 'At least there's one who was actually worried about me...'
*******
Miroku sat on the rusted seat of the swings as he unconsciously kicked the dirt and leaves in front of him. There wasn't so much to do after they finished their finals, and now here he was, playing alone, thinking about anything that will preoccupy him.
Though he knew that there was so much more to do than play swing alone and think about random thoughts. So much explaining, so much apologizing, and so much memorizing to do...
But all in all, he knew that he had to settle things with Sango. It was his fault, all along. He, Eiri Miroku, is -- WAS -- the best friend of Takarai Sango.
And as the best friend, he should have defended her against all the people who tried to bring her down. He should have investigated and should have found out who the brains behind this black propaganda spreading against Sango was. And he should have stayed beside her and comforted her and believed in her...
But he didn't. Him of all people! And the worst part of it, he didn't even do ANYTHING about the situation. He just shut himself off and ignored the questions and concerned words the other students asked and gave him. He neglected his responsibility of correcting all the wrong doings just because he was too foolish to believe rumors more than his own best friend of almost ten years.
Miroku slammed his feet on the ground, sending the swing to an abrupt halt, and clenched his teeth.
Before graduation, he'll apologize to her and try to fix this mess. He swore to Inuyasha just a week ago that he'd protect her when they go to junior high. And they weren't even graduating yet and he already failed in doing so. So now he'd do everything in his power to make the responsible persons about this issue pay.
A slight movement on the bushes caught his eye and he instantly hid on the other side of the playground.
"... Some kind of best friend... Believed others instead of me... We'll see then... Goodbye to you and your fake friendship Miroku..."
His head shot up at the sound of his name and knowing the owner of the voice and the abilities of the person, he peeked from the small opening of the leaves to the other side of the playground and kept his breath quiet.
On the small clearing beside the huge sakura tree knelt Sango, only wearing her slippers and clad in her white shorts and orange shirt with some sort of cloth wrapped on her left wrist, digging up a hole using her bare hands. Beside her were different objects and a small green chest.
The objects lay on the ground beside her and he could identify most of them.
There was the pink and green friendship bracelet his mother made for Sango -- which matched the black and purple one he had. "It was my favorite color too... But then again, not my loss." Miroku heard her say as she placed it in the box.
He also saw the now yellow and old paper airplane he made for her when the class bully in kindergarten smashed hers. "Airplane... I could always tell chichiue to buy me a real one anyway. Humph." She placed it again in the box.
"Ah, this. A stupid excuse to get rid of the girly touch on his uniform. What a dork..." There was the yellow ribbon from his uniform that he tied on her hair when the thin rope binding her hair snapped way back first grade.
"Oooh, my cute key chain! I thought I lost this... But he has one like this too, so... In you go..." She tossed the basketball key chain she bought for the two of them.
"Tulips and chocolate... Yeah right. Just because he didn't know who he should give it to." She pressed the flowers and the wrappers of the chocolates he gave her last Valentine's Day into the box, knowing that the reason behind it was because he couldn't decide which girl he was crushing on he'd give it to...
'Hey... I really gave that to her!' Miroku silently protested. Everything he gave her and every object that they both had were now on the ground and are one by one being placed inside the green chest.
*******
Sango finished putting away all the things that reminded her of Miroku and locked the chest. She threw it on the hole she made and then covered it again with dirt. "There... All done! Goodbye unfaithful friend. I hope you're happy now." She stomped her foot on the pile of dirt and stalked off.
Only when Sango walked away did he realize what she did and Miroku couldn't believe it. She got rid of everything that reminded her of him and buried it underground! For a moment there he was happy; He didn't know Sango treasured all those itsy bits of memories and kept them safe. He thought that he was the one being all girly and kept all those things and keepsakes that reminded him of her... Well apparently she did the same. But when he saw that she was getting rid of everything...
He stood up and watched her walk away from their secret place ever since childhood and fought the urge to run and catch her. He was about to turn and walk away when a gleam on her right wrist caught his attention.
A smile softened his discouraged face and gave him a new reason to pursue his plans. Indeed, he made the right decision. He knows that somewhere deep inside of Sango's heart, she hoped that they'd still be the very best of friends.
The silver chain with his name that he gave her and she still wore said so.
And he will not waste the chances given to him. He'll make things right again for her...
...Then maybe, they could start again.
*******
... tsuzuku ...
Author's Rant:
Well as you can see, I have not yet even reached the plot. So I'm kind of rushing things here. Was it that obvious? I hope it wasn't...
Just as always, reviews are more than welcome and are very much appreciated. You might also be wondering about the casting but don't worry, I'll try my very best to not stray with the characters' personality. (Imagine Kagura hugged Kanna a while ago! I really didn't know what came over me!!!) But as always, slight OOC-ness always has their reasons, and I am still processing the next events of this fic. So until then... We just have to stick to it. Thanks for bearing with me peeps!
Sorry again and again for all the errors committed here, I am but human. And I tried very hard to illustrate certain past events in their lives without telling you that it was some kind of flashback. I mean, I really have NO idea how to make ff.net stop screwing my fics but sadly... *sighs*
There was also Kagura's reference to Sango as "Miss Goody-two shoes," and I'd like to tell everyone that the term isn't mine. It was from Sidney Sheldon's novel, "Tell Me Your Dreams" and yeah... Really great novel. Sidney Sheldon does keep up with his reputation of being the most- translated author of all time. I recommend his books for all of you to read. (though I wish I had at least one to call my own... *wails*)
As for the translation of the song before the chapter:
What is it I'm waiting for -- In this room without you? It's just the clock's ticking, but It resonates in my sleepless heart Like the sound of footsteps... Even now I'm waiting, I stop here alone. From where do you now see the Moon we saw together on that day?
~In the Moonlight, Mad Soldiers~
Taken from the Gravitation Soundtrack (OAV Insert Song)
Just a while more
I want to fall asleep holding you
Even if only in this time changed by gentle memories
I want to fall asleep with you in my arms
Just like we were
That day we first met...
~Au Revoir, Malice Mizer~
I also had "Shinshoku ~Lose Control~ by L'Arc~en~Ciel inserted on the fic somewhere in the middle when Sango-chan was suffering from... suicidal tendencies... But after that, I used the chorus of "Au Revoir" by Malice Mizer to lighten up the mood AND help revert the gloomy and deathly theme of that part. If you are looking for the translation of Shinshoku I didn't put it there. I mean, I did translate that but because I was the one who translated the song (the translation is really hard to find for an internet connection-scarce girl) I think it isn't that accurate. Though the gist of the story is in the last line, "I died then my instinct was born." (Actually, it's my motto in life, together with "Furikaeranaide.") I do hope I did a good job on that, diversion and all... And I'd say you should all listen to L'Arc~en~Ciel's newest album, "Smile," especially to the track "Hitomi no Juunin." Laruku is the greatest j-rock band of all time (but I still like Do As Infinity, Dir en Grey, Malice Mizer, X - Japan, Siam Shade, Every Little Thing LunaSea, some solo artists... Though some bands have already disbanded...) Phew! I said too much again.
Ja, mata ne!
~Shohoku no Miko~©
Hello people! I'm back with another fic that might for some odd reason; change your perspective of Sango and Miroku. I just hope that the same support that readers gave my other fic, 'Teach Me How to Love' can also be given to this, or much more.
This fic is actually inspired by Tackey and Tsubasa's "Sayonara wa Ashita no Tame Ni" and Hamasaki Ayumi's "Dearest" and "No More Words." The Inuyasha Soundtrack I downloaded was useful, inspiring and to some extent, became my meditation music [the WIND Soundtrack, I mean]. And Okuda Miwako's "Shizuku" also inspired me when I listened to it the moment I downloaded it...
And you know? Life sucks big time. My nii-chan just DELETED our bit torrent.exe (file) and you know... I LOST THE FILE I WAS DOWNLOADING THAT HAD *ALL* THE INUYASHA EPISODES!!! AND I FORGOT THE SITE WHERE I GOT IT FROM!!! *wails* Could someone help me, please? Please, please, please?! *flashes puppy eyes to everyone reading* I would be FOREVER thankful for your help...
Well what have I got here... WHOA!!! Reviews! YOU ALL MADE MY DAY!!!! You see I was really frustrated at my dial up connection because I just didn't understand what it wanted... Anyways...
Inuyasha19912 (You're Inuyasha1991 *aka Ray*, right?) – it ALMOST made you CRY? You're the school punk? Well, well, well... if it ALMOST made you cry does that mean I'm good? *sweat drops* Rumors are really EVIL and COLD... especially when everyone believes them. Stupid rumor mongers... Thanks for reading and reviewing!!!
Aamalie – thanks for those very helpful bits on Japanese School System... Now I realized I made a mistake on their age and some bits that I mentioned in the previous chapter. You see here in our country, the school system (like I said in the rant I made last chapter) makes a sixteen-year-old (fourteen, in the youngest sense) student a college student. So I was kind of wrong in the age that I placed in the previous chapter... disappointed in Miroku? Well who wouldn't be? I myself am disappointed with Miroku. Well what can I say? Boys are sometimes very... DRIVEN by their emotions... I know you know how I feel; I kind of read it on your review response in "Sweet Tooth." And well, YOU HAVE TO UPDATE TOO!!!! Arigatou for reviewing! And yes, Naraku sucks big time.
Aprill May – well... let's say this part is the inciting force for some reason. I mean, it does affect them in some way, but do you notice anything contradicting my summary in this story? There HAS to be, and I assure you that when you find it out, you'll understand me more. Thanks for the links you sent me; they helped a lot too! Your own theories? Hmmm... care to fill me in on what you are thinking? ^-^ Does your anxiety to read the next installations make me a great writer? ^_^; Nothing like that happened to me? You've got to be kidding... Happy writing to you too, and an additional happy reading too!
Neoshipper – Yup. Naraku's stuuuuuuuupid. Though I like him for being the tricky, evil, plotting person he is in the anime and manga... He's a bishounen too! (Or should I say biseinen? Argh, whatever...) Here's the next chapter for you!
Me (who uses another name 'Once again... ME!!!') – can you keep that up until that last chapter? If you can then I promise I'll include you in the epilogue! *grins* That's a challenge!!! Mind if you tell me what your id is? I think I'm thinking of what your id is thinking, but then again... thanks for reviewing again! And that challenge, I'm looking forward to it!!! 0=P
Kay-san1(ShinomoriMiyu – poor Sango-chan? WAI!!!! I achieved my goal of torturing her! Mwahahahahahahahaha!!!! Here's the next chapter for you! All that stuff on the beginning? If I explained it now, you wouldn't have any reason to read on anymore!!! *grins evilly* So you better read on! (Am I diabolical or something? If I am then I'd be the happiest person in the world!)
Katani Masaya – NOOOOO!!!!!! Don't DIE on me!!!!!! ^_^; The inevitable question... WHY? Well then, tune in to find out why!!! Mwahahahaha!!! Am I evil or what? Thank you for reviewing, and I mean it!
SM together - *begins to sing 'Wo nan guo de shi fang shi ni fang shi ai fang shi ni...'* Hey, if Naraku doesn't ruin her life (and others' as well... You've read my one-shot "Two Minds Crack," ne? Miroku's thoughts on Naraku are really good [at least in my opinion, that's why it's my favorite from all the M/S fics I've written!]), there'd be no more angst in the story, in the anime and in the manga... That's why I still love Naraku despite his being despicable... Su-te-ki!!! *glomps Naraku*
Queen of All Chipmunks – Aww, that's okay! Naraku is such a meanie?! Oh, that endeared him to me more!!! But don't wish him to die... yet! Don't worry you'll get what you want in around... three chapters? Yeah, and then the plot will thicken... Bwahahahaha... I TOLD YOU DON'T LET YOUR CHIPMUNKS COME AFTER ME OR ELSE I'LL BE INCAPABLE OF WRITING!!!!
Mrryl – the jealous seeking wanna-be boyfriend... Suits him well! I agree with you!!! Though I highly doubt I'll make Inuyasha beat the crap out of him... you'll see why... Thank you for that itsy bit of information and for reviewing!
misakichi1 – I agree with you! He's the worst villain ever! And the perfect conspirator EVER!!! *glomps Naraku for the nth time* Uh... do you hate me for loving Naraku now? Don't worry Houshi-sama is still WAY-OFF better than HIM... the fluff? Uh-oh... You might be disappointed in this chapter... Thanks for reviewing!
And if I still have other readers out there who didn't review my fic, thanks for reading! (Though I still HIGHLY doubt that...) Though you could make me write more IF you review... *hint-hint*
Oh, and now I know I made a mistake on their ages... let's make them a bit younger, then. I was really stupid to not have researched about the schooling in Japan... SO now I'd give their CORRECT ages...
Takarai Sango – 12 y/o
Eiri Miroku – 12 y/o
Takarai Inuyasha – 14 y/o
Higurashi Kagome – 12 y/o
Takarai Sesshomaru – 17 y/o
For the other characters that will soon appear, you'll know as soon as I use them. (Are they toys or something?) Oh and another thing, their birthdays will be given by yours truly, because I have no idea when their real birthdays are. So please bear with me... (But that'll be in the next chapter...) And since even if I uploaded an html file as my chapter, it still didn't appear they way I wanted it, I'm just reverting to my old style of .doc chapters. Sometimes I don't know why they screw up the spaces I purposely make long... *hint-hint: Tasukete kudasai!!!!*
Inuyasha: Sengoku o Togi Zoushi © Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, YOMIURI TV Sunrise 2000. Territories apply.
Chapter Rating: PG-13 (Be warned of some very serious things coming!)
Anata no Tame Ni By Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Three:
Of Sango: Me Against the World
Nani o matteru Kimi wa inai heya? Tokei dake ga ashi oto no youni Nemurenai mune ni hibiku... Ima mo matteru Hitori tomatteru Futari mita Ano hi no tsuki wo Ima dokode kimi wa miteru...
~In the Moonlight, Mad Soldiers~
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She stopped the hands that were poised below her, suddenly thinking twice. This was not the first time she did this, and as far she could remember, she never regretted what she did...
... What THEY did...
But now, she felt really guilty about what she was about to do. She was not born yesterday and she knew. She knew that this was not the right thing to do. Just what will the others think of her? Will her friends accept her? Will her family hate her for this?
... Will he even care...?
This was something both of them should be talking about and participating in, but no...
She'd rather that she be the one to blame than put him into shame...
At least, he would not know...
A silent tear rolled down her pale clammy cheek as she released her grip on the hands.
She can do this again, and she will make it through... Whatever it takes...
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"Dinner's ready Aneue..." Kohaku knocked on the white doors of his neighboring room.
"I'm not going down!" Came a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"Hahaue told me to call you because if you don't..."
"If I don't then what?"
Kohaku hesitated. He was never used to lying to his dear Aneue, but he had to! Sango hasn't even eaten since yesterday when she came back from school, and he was really worried about her. Everyone in their house tried to talk to her -- well, except the indifferent eldest and the rebellious-never-at- home second child -- but she didn't budge. In fact, she got all the spare keys to her room and locked herself in. And surely now, Kohaku knew that Sango IS starving. "... Then Inuyasha-nii and Sesshomaru-nii will... break the door!"
Sango sighed. Kohaku needs to do better than that. So she voiced out her thoughts. "You need to do better than that!" She shouted as she buried herself more in the covers.
Silence.
"Oi, Sango..." Came a gruff voice from outside.
"Come down and eat..." A second voice, calmer and mature.
"S-s-see? I-I-I told you!" Kohaku smiled in relief. What a coincidence that they did come up!
A shuffling and some mutter can be heard from inside the room while the three waited. A few minutes later, Sango emerged from the room, looking like a mess. Her hair was pulled up in an unorderly fashion, her eyes having black rings under them, still donning the fuku she wore since yesterday. "Fine." She snapped.
Inuyasha and Sesshomaru both covered their noses while Kohaku smirked.
"Hell, you stink, Sango! Take a bath!" Inuyasha huffed.
Sesshomaru merely shook his head. "Do be aware of your hygiene. I'll tell hahaue that you'll just wash up. And you better." He firmly remarked, more of commanded.
"As you wish, Oh great Aniki, Oh grumpy Inuyasha..." She mocked as she stepped back into her room and into her showers. See, even her brothers thought of her as a dirty girl! She thought that it was only the school that thought of her as such, but even them?
... Well, she IS dirty... In the physical sense.
She quickly yanked her uniform off of her and sat down on the tub, crying, scrubbing her skin senseless.
*******
Kagome sighed. Sango turned off her cellphone! "Just great." She plopped down on her beanbag and grabbed a muffin she baked from the tray as she changed the channel of their television. Sango was absent that day, and her absence did not go unnoticed. She was the talk of the town -- or make that school -- no doubt. She even heard the pretty-but-slutty-gumi gossip different things about Sango -- how she could have lured the boys by using a potion of some sort, showing off her body whenever the opportunity came, using all the money her father gave her to wear different perfumes and buy books on casting spells to make boys court her... She also heard them talk about Sango's absence, that she was accidentally locked up in a room with the boy who was absent in class C that day because they were too 'into' it...
'Oooohh... And they even made up a story as to why Sango was absent today! The nerve!!!' Kagome's grip on her food tightened, and the poor, helpless muffin was slowly being turned into crumbs that fell on the sofa. 'Sure as hell the talk of the town...' She thought. But Kagome wished that they talked about her because the teachers finished computing their grades and announced that she is the valedictorian of their batch. But sadly, the bad things about a person always left the impression and NEVER the great things one did.
She tried calling her mobile phone to inform her of her success in school, and probably to cheer her up a little, but she rejected all her calls! And maybe she got fed up and turned off her cellphone.
Kagome furiously bit on her muffin, devising ways to get through Sango. 'Maybe she thought that I was one of those... Those lowlife girls... THEY were the ones who flirted all day long, not Sango-chan!'
"Nee-chan, Hungry..." Came her six-year-old brother's voice, Higurashi Souta. "When will kaa-san go home?"
"Souta, you know she won't be home until midnight. If you want to eat then here." Kagome threw a plastic-wrapped choco slice that she was planning to give Sango and Miroku.
Speaking of Miroku, he wasn't himself today. He just stared into nothingness all day long. He didn't even acknowledge her presence when she tapped his shoulder. He scowled at her when she asked about Sango. And he even tried escaping from her when she just wanted to talk to him...
"Nee-chan, when did you bake this?"
Kagome's eyebrow twitched. "Sou-ta. I just baked that this morning, OKAY? It's not expired!"
"I-I-I was just asking... It's not..." Souta drifted off as he then ran up the stairs teary-eyed and pouting. A bang of the door told Kagome that her brother was upset and is going to cry.
*******
*RING* *RING*
Inuyasha tensed. 'I have a bad feeling about this...'
He heard the receiver from the other end being lifted. "Oi, Miroku."
"Hey Inuyasha. What's up? Do you need me to fix your PC? Or do you want me to come over there---"
Inuyasha cut him off. "Uh... Nah. It's past seven, and your mom's probably going to kill me if I tell you to come over." from the other end of the line he heard Miroku chuckle. "Hey man, I was just going to ask you a question..."
"Yup. Anything." Miroku answered.
Inuyasha hesitated. "Well... Do you know why Sango's acting strange?"
"Strange...?" Miroku echoed, pretending that he did not know when in fact he did. "I-I don't know... I-I-I didn't see her in school..." Oh how his heart thumped at his lie!
"Keh. I thought you'd be helpful; you're just like me then, useless, insensitive moron. No wonder we're friends... Well, gotta go. Still have to go skateboarding outside." Inuyasha hung up at once, trying not to waste time.
Inuyasha grabbed his skateboard and ran down the stairs, and almost into his uncle. "Totousai-jii! Tell hahaue I'll be skateboarding in the park with my gang and I'll be back before school." He grinned and went out of the house without seeing his uncle shake his head.
As he skateboarded his way towards the park ramp, he glanced up at their house and to Sango's barely lit room. 'Sango is my sister. She may be a girl, but she's tough. And whatever's bothering her now, she'd soon overcome that. She wasn't born a Takarai for nothing...' Inuyasha thought as he caught sight of a longhaired blue-eyed boy already playing on the ramp.
Unbeknownst to the now-playing Inuyasha, Miroku's voice came after he hung up. Too bad he didn't hear Miroku tell him that it was his entire fault.
*******
Shintaku Kagura sat leisurely on their living room set while mindlessly pressing buttons on the remote control. Sometimes she wondered how boys would always channel surf and never stick to one program, but here she was, doing the same things that the other gender she so hated did.
"To hell with boys and men... All they want to do with us women is to use us, fuck us senseless and then they'd throw us like some old rag. Hah, I'm sure that fucking Naraku did this to Sango..." She mumbled as she turned off the television and started for her room. If only those people trusted her more and believed her when she said that Naraku was an ex-gangster... If only she was not suspended at that time when the news spread like fire... If only Kagome told her earlier that Naraku was also chasing Sango...
Maybe she could have helped Miss goody-two shoes. She may not be a close friend or even a responsible seatmate, but when it comes to girls being called a slut and anything involving that despicable Naraku, she'd do anything to trap him and punch him to where the sun don't shine.
... But no...
She belonged once with Naraku's fraternity, and she ruined her image when she woke up to reality one day -- that he was a spoiled, incorrigible, self- centered beast who wanted nothing but to terrorize others -- that she broke away from him. And now, what happened to her when she was in fifth grade was now happening to Miss goody-two shoes.
But she will not tolerate this big lie anymore.
She will definitely spill all of Naraku's evil little schemes and doings. That way she'll get rid of him for good, help Miss goody-two shoes retrieve her broken spirit, and clear her reputation.
"Ane-san... Your fan..." She felt a light tug on her shorts and looked down to meet her younger sister's gray dull eyes.
"Ha?"
"Your fan... Broken..."
Kagura stared long at her sister before she looked at her fan. She had crushed the paper fan she held on her hand. Her FAVORITE fan! 'Stupid Naraku and his evil ways!'
"Ah, thanks, Kanna." She said as she turned the knob of her door open and went into her room.
But not before she realized that her sister actually managed to say seven words...
Seven words... That's a great improvement!
"Kanna! You said seven words? Kaa-san will be happy about this..." She smiled as she pinched her sister's cheek before hugging her. "That's really great... You'll be able to go back to school again...!"
*******
"... And to think that he was my best friend..." Sango mumbled, wiping her tears angrily and rubbing her puffy eyes. "What a jerk..."
She shut her eyes tightly, sinking herself in the blue comforter on her bed and listening to the blaring music from her CD player. At times like this she really wanted to shut everything around her except the music playing.
~I lose control Togireta kokoro Sotto kaze ni sarawarete Boku wa ten o aogu...~
She mindlessly sang as she pulled herself to sit up on her bed. She felt like the room became much more colder and darker, when in fact she always chose the lively colors for her room. Her gaze fell on the black and gold frame on her bedside table, two equally bright smiles glaring back at her.
The picture was that of her and him, one that Miroku had taken using the camera he bought. She remembered how engrossed they were at the device, wasting film after film and batteries only to take pictures of scenes that caught their interests.
And this one was actually an experimental shot, testing if it was possible to picture oneself while holding the camera. And it was possible... And now she wondered if those almost ten years of friendship were only his 'experimental' years before engaging into other relationships...
... Just like how he always experimented taking her pictures in awkward moments.
She furiously slammed the frame down, almost crashing the glass and damaging the exquisitely carved design on the table.
~I lose control Fusagarete yuku Anata sae kizukazu ni Kowashite shinai sou Good morning Mr. Fear...~
Sango stood and walked to her dresser, pulled the chair and sat down in front of the mirror. She stared at herself, gazing at the dark rings that formed due to her lack of sleep, and the paleness of her cheeks because she refused to eat more than three spoonfuls. She grabbed a brush and began untangling the strands of her long black-brown hair.
~Kakusei sareta no wa Nakushiteta kizu ato Kono karada ga ubawareteku Yakitsukusu taiyou Kage o kuroku someru Mou tomaranai hanasanai de...~
She stood up again, walked to her study table and stared at the picture pinned on her locker door. The teenage girl who was practically nude can and never will be her.
~I lose control Haru meku toki ni Mada osanai hitomi wa Shuumaku o osoreta...~
But who would believe her anyway? Her classmates who speak ill of her whenever she had her back on them? Her council members who didn't even give a damn on what she told them at the short meeting she presided? Heck, even her best friend did not believe her...
Who will she run to?
~I lose control Hirahira ukabu chouchou wa tsuka maerare Haritsu kerareteta ne Good morning Mr. Fear...~
She grabbed the pair of scissors on the desk and turned on the shredder beside and fed the picture in it. Sango smiled at the sound of the paper being shredded into thin strips. Then she went back and sat in front of the mirror and with the scissors on her right and a fist of hair on another, she began cutting her hair in unequal lengths, grinning at her reflection.
~Kakusei sareta no wa Nakushiteta kizu ato Osaerarenai kono ude sae Yakitsukusu taiyou Kage o kuroku someru Sou kizukeba waratteita...~
She stopped cutting her hair and the grin on her face faded as her hand gripped the scissors tighter, unclipping it to stare at the sharp edge, slowly lowering it to her wrist. She could see her eyebrows contorting and her eyes watering as she let the sharp edge of the scissor cut into her skin, damaging her veins on her left wrist. The crimson fluid oozing out slowly from the wound made her laugh as she felt the tears she held for the last minutes come down. She felt her surroundings spin and the room grow colder as she held on the edge of the dresser for support.
~I died then my instinct was born... I died then my instinct was born... I died then my instinct was born... ... Instinct was born...~
The moment the last note of the song was hit her mobile phone's melody followed.
~Motto... Anata wo dakishime nemuritai Yasashii kioku ni Kawaratta ima de sae mo Kono ude de dakishime nemuritai Deatta koro no Ano hi no mama no Futari no you ni...~
She snapped out of her dizziness and answered the phone. "...Hai...?"
"Sango-chan? It's Kagome! You've been absent for three days what happened to you?" Came Kagome's voice from the other end.
"I-I-I'm fine..." She answered as she tried desperately to stop the blood from oozing out. Sango felt for a bandage on her small first aid kit but she blindly missed it, so she crawled to her cabinet. She pulled a face towel from the drawer and tied it around the bleeding wound. Good thing she was taught of first aid...
"... And you weren't answering my calls!" Kagome whined. "But now that you did, I think I'll come over and visit you okay? And don't go hiding from me! Bye!"
"Wait--" Sango heard the click then she crawled to her bed and sighed. 'At least there's one who was actually worried about me...'
*******
Miroku sat on the rusted seat of the swings as he unconsciously kicked the dirt and leaves in front of him. There wasn't so much to do after they finished their finals, and now here he was, playing alone, thinking about anything that will preoccupy him.
Though he knew that there was so much more to do than play swing alone and think about random thoughts. So much explaining, so much apologizing, and so much memorizing to do...
But all in all, he knew that he had to settle things with Sango. It was his fault, all along. He, Eiri Miroku, is -- WAS -- the best friend of Takarai Sango.
And as the best friend, he should have defended her against all the people who tried to bring her down. He should have investigated and should have found out who the brains behind this black propaganda spreading against Sango was. And he should have stayed beside her and comforted her and believed in her...
But he didn't. Him of all people! And the worst part of it, he didn't even do ANYTHING about the situation. He just shut himself off and ignored the questions and concerned words the other students asked and gave him. He neglected his responsibility of correcting all the wrong doings just because he was too foolish to believe rumors more than his own best friend of almost ten years.
Miroku slammed his feet on the ground, sending the swing to an abrupt halt, and clenched his teeth.
Before graduation, he'll apologize to her and try to fix this mess. He swore to Inuyasha just a week ago that he'd protect her when they go to junior high. And they weren't even graduating yet and he already failed in doing so. So now he'd do everything in his power to make the responsible persons about this issue pay.
A slight movement on the bushes caught his eye and he instantly hid on the other side of the playground.
"... Some kind of best friend... Believed others instead of me... We'll see then... Goodbye to you and your fake friendship Miroku..."
His head shot up at the sound of his name and knowing the owner of the voice and the abilities of the person, he peeked from the small opening of the leaves to the other side of the playground and kept his breath quiet.
On the small clearing beside the huge sakura tree knelt Sango, only wearing her slippers and clad in her white shorts and orange shirt with some sort of cloth wrapped on her left wrist, digging up a hole using her bare hands. Beside her were different objects and a small green chest.
The objects lay on the ground beside her and he could identify most of them.
There was the pink and green friendship bracelet his mother made for Sango -- which matched the black and purple one he had. "It was my favorite color too... But then again, not my loss." Miroku heard her say as she placed it in the box.
He also saw the now yellow and old paper airplane he made for her when the class bully in kindergarten smashed hers. "Airplane... I could always tell chichiue to buy me a real one anyway. Humph." She placed it again in the box.
"Ah, this. A stupid excuse to get rid of the girly touch on his uniform. What a dork..." There was the yellow ribbon from his uniform that he tied on her hair when the thin rope binding her hair snapped way back first grade.
"Oooh, my cute key chain! I thought I lost this... But he has one like this too, so... In you go..." She tossed the basketball key chain she bought for the two of them.
"Tulips and chocolate... Yeah right. Just because he didn't know who he should give it to." She pressed the flowers and the wrappers of the chocolates he gave her last Valentine's Day into the box, knowing that the reason behind it was because he couldn't decide which girl he was crushing on he'd give it to...
'Hey... I really gave that to her!' Miroku silently protested. Everything he gave her and every object that they both had were now on the ground and are one by one being placed inside the green chest.
*******
Sango finished putting away all the things that reminded her of Miroku and locked the chest. She threw it on the hole she made and then covered it again with dirt. "There... All done! Goodbye unfaithful friend. I hope you're happy now." She stomped her foot on the pile of dirt and stalked off.
Only when Sango walked away did he realize what she did and Miroku couldn't believe it. She got rid of everything that reminded her of him and buried it underground! For a moment there he was happy; He didn't know Sango treasured all those itsy bits of memories and kept them safe. He thought that he was the one being all girly and kept all those things and keepsakes that reminded him of her... Well apparently she did the same. But when he saw that she was getting rid of everything...
He stood up and watched her walk away from their secret place ever since childhood and fought the urge to run and catch her. He was about to turn and walk away when a gleam on her right wrist caught his attention.
A smile softened his discouraged face and gave him a new reason to pursue his plans. Indeed, he made the right decision. He knows that somewhere deep inside of Sango's heart, she hoped that they'd still be the very best of friends.
The silver chain with his name that he gave her and she still wore said so.
And he will not waste the chances given to him. He'll make things right again for her...
...Then maybe, they could start again.
*******
... tsuzuku ...
Author's Rant:
Well as you can see, I have not yet even reached the plot. So I'm kind of rushing things here. Was it that obvious? I hope it wasn't...
Just as always, reviews are more than welcome and are very much appreciated. You might also be wondering about the casting but don't worry, I'll try my very best to not stray with the characters' personality. (Imagine Kagura hugged Kanna a while ago! I really didn't know what came over me!!!) But as always, slight OOC-ness always has their reasons, and I am still processing the next events of this fic. So until then... We just have to stick to it. Thanks for bearing with me peeps!
Sorry again and again for all the errors committed here, I am but human. And I tried very hard to illustrate certain past events in their lives without telling you that it was some kind of flashback. I mean, I really have NO idea how to make ff.net stop screwing my fics but sadly... *sighs*
There was also Kagura's reference to Sango as "Miss Goody-two shoes," and I'd like to tell everyone that the term isn't mine. It was from Sidney Sheldon's novel, "Tell Me Your Dreams" and yeah... Really great novel. Sidney Sheldon does keep up with his reputation of being the most- translated author of all time. I recommend his books for all of you to read. (though I wish I had at least one to call my own... *wails*)
As for the translation of the song before the chapter:
What is it I'm waiting for -- In this room without you? It's just the clock's ticking, but It resonates in my sleepless heart Like the sound of footsteps... Even now I'm waiting, I stop here alone. From where do you now see the Moon we saw together on that day?
~In the Moonlight, Mad Soldiers~
Taken from the Gravitation Soundtrack (OAV Insert Song)
Just a while more
I want to fall asleep holding you
Even if only in this time changed by gentle memories
I want to fall asleep with you in my arms
Just like we were
That day we first met...
~Au Revoir, Malice Mizer~
I also had "Shinshoku ~Lose Control~ by L'Arc~en~Ciel inserted on the fic somewhere in the middle when Sango-chan was suffering from... suicidal tendencies... But after that, I used the chorus of "Au Revoir" by Malice Mizer to lighten up the mood AND help revert the gloomy and deathly theme of that part. If you are looking for the translation of Shinshoku I didn't put it there. I mean, I did translate that but because I was the one who translated the song (the translation is really hard to find for an internet connection-scarce girl) I think it isn't that accurate. Though the gist of the story is in the last line, "I died then my instinct was born." (Actually, it's my motto in life, together with "Furikaeranaide.") I do hope I did a good job on that, diversion and all... And I'd say you should all listen to L'Arc~en~Ciel's newest album, "Smile," especially to the track "Hitomi no Juunin." Laruku is the greatest j-rock band of all time (but I still like Do As Infinity, Dir en Grey, Malice Mizer, X - Japan, Siam Shade, Every Little Thing LunaSea, some solo artists... Though some bands have already disbanded...) Phew! I said too much again.
Ja, mata ne!
~Shohoku no Miko~©