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flashbacks 'thougths' "speaking"
Bleeding Wrists and Violet Eyes
Chapter 2
This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. It shouldn't happen to someone so lovely, so perfect as Sango. His Sango.But it had. She lay there on the mat in Kaede's hut, blood matting her silky black hair, staining the bandages around her arm. She looked so beautiful, in the dim light of a candle. But then, she always looked beautiful, no matter where. Even in the heat of battle, or when he dressed her wounds, she was always the most beautiful, most fascinating creature alive.
"Oi, monk. Instead of starring at her, maybe you could tell us what happened to her?" Inu-Yasha. His voice is rougher than usual. He's worried. Of course, we all are. It's been 12 hours since Miroku brought Sango to the village. He wouldn't tell his Sango's secret. After all, Inu-Yasha was most likely the only funny doggy boy they knew, and Miroku had promised her he wouldn't tell. Or at least in his mind he had. He remembered that night, clearly, perfectly in his mind. He remembered what she had told him, thinking he was her younger brother Kohaku.
She was definately suffering blood loss. "Promise you won't tell the funny doggy boy? He would say I'm weak....Kohaku, tell Miroku I need to tell him something, ok? I need to tell him I love him, but I'm sure he'll just laugh. Stupid hentai....."
He wouldn't have laughed, ever. And now, he may never get to tell her that he feels the same. And he did, oh he did. He loved her so much. He loved her like the sky, like the earth. He loved her more than his life, and that is why he never thought they could be together. Because if they every got together, it would break her heart if he died. If his childs wind void sucked her up during childbirth, or if Miroku himself simply died during the quest, he would be leaving her all alone. And he would never do that to his dear Sango.
"Miroku, earth to Miroku!" Kagome came up and slapped his face, lightly, just enough to wake him from his trance. "Tell us what happened, Miroku? How did you find her??" Oh, yeah. He hadn't told them about how he had found her....
flashback
He struggled into the village, carring unconscious Sango bridal style while struggling with his injurys. She was bleeding to death, that he knew. He had to get help, any sort of help. With only about seven feet to Kaede's hut, where Kagome and Inu-Yasha had been, he fell to his knees, the pain from his own injuries just too much. But he refused to release his dearest Sango.
Inu-Yasha must have smelled blood, for he rushed out of the house just in time to see Miroku fall. He grabbed them both in his arms and ran back into Kaede's hut, then outside to see what had attacked them. He returned thirty minutes later with a terribly confused look on his face, but both Sango and Miroku where unconscious, and in no way able to explain.
end flashback
He wasn't going to tell them. "I don't know what happened to her. I went looking for her, and I saw her unconscious on the ground, a pool of blood surronding her. I didn't think you'd make it in time, so I carried her myself. I'm just as perplexed as you as to what could have befallen our dearest Sango." He stroked her hair, then her cheek, causing Kaede to raise her remaining eyebrow. Well, he had spoken half truth. He truly did not know what had befallen her when she was ten, but he did know what had happened last night. She had tried to committ sucicide.
And now, as he starred at her sleeping form, her lips blue, her cheeks white, he realised that he would help her through this time, that he would guide her to a happier life. On their road for vengance, he would bring her not the eternal peace she desired, but a new kind of peace. Should she ever except, he would give her a new peace. A peace with him.
the end
A/N-I don't know if I'll write more, depends on how many reviews I get. I know this one is sorta off what I had originally planned but I like it. I'd like to thank everybody who reviewed! And if you want more, review too!!!
flashbacks 'thougths' "speaking"
Bleeding Wrists and Violet Eyes
Chapter 2
This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. It shouldn't happen to someone so lovely, so perfect as Sango. His Sango.But it had. She lay there on the mat in Kaede's hut, blood matting her silky black hair, staining the bandages around her arm. She looked so beautiful, in the dim light of a candle. But then, she always looked beautiful, no matter where. Even in the heat of battle, or when he dressed her wounds, she was always the most beautiful, most fascinating creature alive.
"Oi, monk. Instead of starring at her, maybe you could tell us what happened to her?" Inu-Yasha. His voice is rougher than usual. He's worried. Of course, we all are. It's been 12 hours since Miroku brought Sango to the village. He wouldn't tell his Sango's secret. After all, Inu-Yasha was most likely the only funny doggy boy they knew, and Miroku had promised her he wouldn't tell. Or at least in his mind he had. He remembered that night, clearly, perfectly in his mind. He remembered what she had told him, thinking he was her younger brother Kohaku.
She was definately suffering blood loss. "Promise you won't tell the funny doggy boy? He would say I'm weak....Kohaku, tell Miroku I need to tell him something, ok? I need to tell him I love him, but I'm sure he'll just laugh. Stupid hentai....."
He wouldn't have laughed, ever. And now, he may never get to tell her that he feels the same. And he did, oh he did. He loved her so much. He loved her like the sky, like the earth. He loved her more than his life, and that is why he never thought they could be together. Because if they every got together, it would break her heart if he died. If his childs wind void sucked her up during childbirth, or if Miroku himself simply died during the quest, he would be leaving her all alone. And he would never do that to his dear Sango.
"Miroku, earth to Miroku!" Kagome came up and slapped his face, lightly, just enough to wake him from his trance. "Tell us what happened, Miroku? How did you find her??" Oh, yeah. He hadn't told them about how he had found her....
flashback
He struggled into the village, carring unconscious Sango bridal style while struggling with his injurys. She was bleeding to death, that he knew. He had to get help, any sort of help. With only about seven feet to Kaede's hut, where Kagome and Inu-Yasha had been, he fell to his knees, the pain from his own injuries just too much. But he refused to release his dearest Sango.
Inu-Yasha must have smelled blood, for he rushed out of the house just in time to see Miroku fall. He grabbed them both in his arms and ran back into Kaede's hut, then outside to see what had attacked them. He returned thirty minutes later with a terribly confused look on his face, but both Sango and Miroku where unconscious, and in no way able to explain.
end flashback
He wasn't going to tell them. "I don't know what happened to her. I went looking for her, and I saw her unconscious on the ground, a pool of blood surronding her. I didn't think you'd make it in time, so I carried her myself. I'm just as perplexed as you as to what could have befallen our dearest Sango." He stroked her hair, then her cheek, causing Kaede to raise her remaining eyebrow. Well, he had spoken half truth. He truly did not know what had befallen her when she was ten, but he did know what had happened last night. She had tried to committ sucicide.
And now, as he starred at her sleeping form, her lips blue, her cheeks white, he realised that he would help her through this time, that he would guide her to a happier life. On their road for vengance, he would bring her not the eternal peace she desired, but a new kind of peace. Should she ever except, he would give her a new peace. A peace with him.
the end
A/N-I don't know if I'll write more, depends on how many reviews I get. I know this one is sorta off what I had originally planned but I like it. I'd like to thank everybody who reviewed! And if you want more, review too!!!