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arigatou ShadowRayne
Moving sucks.... I'm gonna miss my old house... sorry if I took ages, there was no where I could get connected.... and also I couldn't really find my computer since it was in a box marked movies... ¬¬
A Fated Decision
Sango felt her nails digging into the skin of her palms. What had he decided? The halls of the inn seemed to start pressing in against her and suddenly she found it very hard to breathe. Her jaw tightened. What would he do? She tried to relax. What did she want his answer to be? And why was she so nervous in the first place? It was a decision between the man she loved and her best friend. She didn't want to loose either of them. But if she had a choice? What would she want Miroku to decide?
"Jou-chan?"
She gasped jumping suddenly and turning her head to the familiar voice.
"Are you all right?" Shinosuke asked looking sideways at her.
She looked up to his eyes full of preoccupation then glanced back at the door. She didn't want to leave but what would she tell him. That she was eavesdropping on a conversation that would decide whether he would live or die? He offered her a hand. Knowing she would regret it, she offered him a small smile and accepted his help.
"Hai... Daijoubu." she said being pulled up from the floor
It had suddenly hit Shinosuke that he probably didn't have as much time as he thought. And he definitely didn't want to leave this world with something as important as 'this' still unresolved. If he hadn't been unconscious all afternoon maybe he wouldn't have to be doing this so hurriedly.
Leading her out to the porch beside the garden, it became an awkward moment. The cloudy night didn't help much either. He couldn't very well just sit there in complete silence and blurt it out. So he tried starting with a reasonable conversation. Past experiences. She seemed to be a bit relived when he started to talk, and very quickly the mood had lightened as much as it could with the surrounding situation.
"I remember the day they sent us to the village up north, remember the really grassy one?" asked Sango peering at the dark night sky
"Hai, where the green snake was ne?" he answered his nerves already tensing. The conversation had gone on for a little longer than he had expected. It was time to get this over with.
"Aa... I remember I was knocked out. When I woke up, instead of being relieved you got all angry at me." She smiled
"Of course I was angry Jou-chan it would have been me if you hadn't gotten in the way."
"And? Was I just supposed to stand there and watch you get hurt? What do you take me for Shinosuke?" she said a little touchier than she had intended, this thought brought on a whole heap of related feelings "Why does everyone think it's fine for them to sacrifice themselves for me but I can't do the same for them? The guilt starts packing on after a while."
Shinosuke raised an eyebrow "Everyone?"
Sango scowled. She hadn't said it on purpose, but 'he' always seemed to find a crevice to sneak into her mind, even with the most idle conversations or thoughts.
"Nandemonai..." she didn't want to get into this now of all times. "I decided it was fine if something happened to me and not you because... well it's just that I was sure I cared more for you than for myself."
"And did you think I didn't care for you the same way?" There... it had started. He swallowed a lump in his throat.
"Well... I wasn't sure... I mean caring for a friend is only so much affection, but I--" she debated on whether she should go on or not... it had been 2 years after all, and the situation was so complicated. "I was different...."
Shinosuke's face became solemn as he looked out at the dark night. "I know..."
Sango looked up to him with shining brown eyes, in the distance the light patter drops against the roof of the inn and the crackling of the dry grass was the only sound for a while before Sango finally recovered her voice. "What?"
"Jou-chan..." he began with a small smile looking down at her. "I knew everything..."
There was uncomfortable silence. Too many thoughts and emotions were passing through her head. It was something that wasn't easy to believe just like that, too many connections were being made. There were so many things that didn't fit in and that she couldn't explain and others that she didn't get in the past and now they all seemed to have a reason.
She was too quiet, and that expression of utter surprise wasn't helping either. He should say something. He knew he had to continue, but his mouth didn't seem to want to obey his mind. Either way Sango beat him to it.
"Yumi." was all she could make sense out of in her jumble of thoughts.
Shinosuke looked down at the wooden porch. So the difficult part first ne? "Yumi loved me." He began. That had been his excuse since the beginning, and now he was using it again "She told me this... a few weeks before I told you."
"And you? Did you...?" Sango interrupted gazing deeply at him
He looked down at those eyes full of question. She wasn't making this any easier. This is what he had been dreading to tell her since, well since the day that he had told her the whole Yumi story.
"No." He said simply
Her heart felt like it were about to burst. "But..." she choked out.
"Jou-chan." he began finally looking up to her shiny brown eyes again "Sango."
The sound of her name on his lips for some reason made her take in short breaths; she could feel her blood pumping through every limb in her body. What the --? She was over him. She had... set him aside. There was someone else now. The thought of Miroku some how calmed her down considerably, but what he said next definitely couldn't be held in.
"I loved you."
Her gasp was caught at the back of her throat. Each word was being repeated over and over again finally forming that illogical sentence. That impossible phrase. She shook her head, no no he had to stop this.
"Shinosuke."
"Please listen." He said setting his hand on her shoulder.
She pulled away uncertainly but he didn't let go. He found it was impossible to look down at those hurting glazed eyes and looked down at the growing drops of rain falling over the yellow tainted grass deciding it would be easier to continue like this.
"I was... scared out of my mind..." he tried smiling "I had known for a while what you felt for me. At first I thought it was impossible. Then after I finally assimilated the thought, I stupidly began to analyze myself, only to find out that I felt more than friendship for you as well. I'm an odd person Jou-Chan... you know that. The idea of love for me wasn't a wonderful picture of happiness. For me love meant pain and broken hearts and separation. Kaa-san had been miserable her whole life because of Otou-san. And then your mother died and... your father was devastated. I had no real example of what the 'happiness of love' meant. The thought of us being in constant danger and one day loosing you was... something I wouldn't have been able to bear."
She hadn't even realized she was crying. She would have slapped him silly. Everything he was saying had some sense to it but it was all wrong.
"Ahou." was all that her mind came up with
"I know that now..." he said finally daring to look up at her. He tried for a smile. "The only reason I married Yumi was because I wasn't in love with her. That way she could never hurt me as you could."
Her eyes widened and her jaw loosened leaving her gaping at him. Something inside of her erupted. She didn't have to think much before her hand crashed against his cheek. Her palm stung. She had her fair practice what with that hentai in the group, but this was something far deeper than meaningless games with Miroku. Shinosuke stared at nothing for a while, blood rushing up to his left cheek. He didn't say anything as the face of shock wore down. He didn't know why he was surprised; he actually expected much worse from the huntress. Funny how it seemed to hurt a lot more.
"How could you have been so selfish?" she barely whispered.
He didn't bother to look up at her while his features saddened. He knew he would find nothing but sadness and anger in her eyes. And he already had enough of that. Realizing to late what he was doing his arms wound around her back and his head came down gently over her shoulder. She went rigid but he didn't care. He needed her to be with him right now.
"I haven't been able to forgive myself Jou-chan. I haven't found an answer as to why I was so stupid... I didn't want to feel any pain or... hurt the person that meant the most to me..."
Her arms still down at her sides she could do nothing to escape his embrace; she simply tried to hold in her tears, which she found was useless as well.
"I ended up suffering so much more, and causing you a pain I didn't even know existed. Nothing came out right... why did I do it Jou-chan?" he held her tighter "I'm so sorry." he muffled into her shoulder
Oh this was ridiculous. She thought swallowing back more tears. Everyone made mistakes and, it was logical he was afraid of pain with the family he grew up with. She took his shoulders and pushed him away sniffing more of her tears. She looked up to the face of a boy. A boy who had just been scolded for making up a lie. She gave him a crooked smile.
"Shino... you don't have to carry all the blame." She started waiting until he looked down at her again "It's ok to be afraid once in a while, you aren't the only one who is uncertain. Many people shield themselves from such deep feelings; just as scared as you were."
She gave an uncertain pause. Then focused again at the situation at hand. "You just have to know the whole truth, there is so much more to love than pain and sacrifice. There's also joy and happiness so pure if fills every part of your being and..."
She stopped, both of loss of words and at the meaningful smile on Shinosuke's face.
"You've gone through this already ne?" he noticed
Sango caught herself realizing what she had just said. Shinosuke watched with fascination as her mouth suddenly seemed to get smaller and a light rosy color came to her cheeks. She looked away sheepishly at the curtain of water falling just beyond the porch. Not knowing how he could have pushed away such a wonderful person he cupped her face gently lifting her eyes to him again.
"Only you didn't have someone wonderful by your side to help you understand and get through it like I did ne?"
Sango looked up to those familiar blue eyes, the look she had forgotten. She panicked when she realized. Nothing in her body seemed to move. She wasn't even breathing properly as he loomed in over her. Her brain was yelling frantically, pull back! Pull back! But as much as she wanted to, her neck arched forward. Nothing could be done, all that was moving was the adrenaline running through her veins.
She didn't want this!... Did she?
His eyes closed at the same time hers widened.
He wanted to tell her. It was necessary he sit down and have a serious talk with her. After all a life wasn't something to be taken lightly, whether it was Shinosuke's or his. At this time of night it was most likely she be out on the porch, probably gazing away into the stars, well the rain.
Miroku knew she had been outside in the hallway while he was discussing the situation with Inu-Yasha, but only because the hanyou had told him after she left. Just as well; if she had heard everything there wouldn't be as much to explain. Still she probably didn't know what he had decided as he didn't say anything out loud. He had only answered Inu-Yasha with a long sigh and a small shrug of his shoulders.
The thing was, he didn't want to make a decision without hearing what Sango had to say about it. What if he did something stupid she would never forgive him for? Even though he knew it would not be the easiest thing to talk about with her, it had to be done. Turning a corner of the large inn he found himself with the open view of its wide garden being showered by the night's downpour obscuring most of the colorful flowers.
Time stood still.
He couldn't feel anything but the excruciating pain that exploded inside his chest. He couldn't hear but the yell of silence prolonging the horrible experience. His eyes couldn't look away from the person he loved most in this world... kissing another.
He couldn't move; not even to express the shock or the pain he was feeling. He couldn't breathe or think or do anything but stare at Shino's fingers coming through her long hair flowing freely down her back, at her arched neck, at his hand over her cheek.
It would never end. Some terrified part of his mind was convinced that this moment would go on forever. He wanted to leave, he wanted nothing more than for it to be an illusion, he wanted her dark slender figure to turn and reveal another girl Shinosuke was kissing that he didn't know. One he wasn't in love with. A tiny voice in his head kept mocking, as if burning an already open wound. 'This is what you wanted... ne?'
Happiness... Hers, not his own.
'Very well...' reacted his mind finally 'The decision has been made.'
"Did you find anything?" Kagome asked for fiftieth time
"As I said five minutes ago. No!" yelled back the Inu-Yasha
"Well there has to be something!" she yelled exasperated "It's impossible that in this whole damn shrine there is nothing about that parasite!"
"Kagome... Shinosuke looked, Miroku looked, what the hell do you think we're gonna find?"
"Well we have to find something Inu-Yasha I'm not letting either of them die." She yelled angrily back.
"You think I like the idea of one of em' being taken out in such a pathetic way?!" he yelled back just as fiercely. "They're my friends too dammit!"
Kagome calmed down a bit. They felt the same way, and it was useless to stand there and yell at each other for no reason. But it was frustrating not being able to do anything. She got angry at herself when her eyes began to sting and sparkle. It wouldn't do any good to start crying now. A large but gentle hand came over her shoulder.
She looked up to Inu-Yasha who was wearing a similar expression. Without thinking much of it, she wound her arms around his back not caring what he would think. She needed to be near him right now. Tense at the first contact, he then relaxed and set his arms over her back as well. The mere thought of being in Sango's shoes scared her to no end. What would she do if she had to choose between to people as important to her as the person she loved and the person who once owned her heart? What would she do if she lost Inu-Yasha? She gripped his gi tighter.
Inu-Yasha kept silent listening to the patter of the night rain outside, noticing a few leaks on the roof letting through an occasional drop to the already battered, swollen wooden floor. It wasn't his favorite situation. She was probably crying over him right now. The worst part about it was, there was nothing that could be done about it this time. He could do nothing but give a pathetic sigh for both Sango and Miroku.
His lips finally left hers. She hadn't moved, so much as batted her eyes. She hadn't done anything to continue or even recognize the kiss, that's when he realized how incredibly stupid what he was doing was. Reason came to him like a hot brass. What had he done?
He couldn't look at her; he couldn't even be near her. Her face still held that initial shock. A reddish tone overcame her cheeks and her fists in her lap were so tightly clenched her knuckles where white. What had he done? He felt like kicking himself. He knew her love wasn't his anymore. In a strange way he sensed it never was. And even knowing all of this he had let his impulses get the best of him.
"Sango I..." he began
"You're too late..." she interrupted sadly
Hmmm, I hadn't realized how againsty this fic is until now.... I need a comedy.... --'
Moving sucks.... I'm gonna miss my old house... sorry if I took ages, there was no where I could get connected.... and also I couldn't really find my computer since it was in a box marked movies... ¬¬
A Fated Decision
Sango felt her nails digging into the skin of her palms. What had he decided? The halls of the inn seemed to start pressing in against her and suddenly she found it very hard to breathe. Her jaw tightened. What would he do? She tried to relax. What did she want his answer to be? And why was she so nervous in the first place? It was a decision between the man she loved and her best friend. She didn't want to loose either of them. But if she had a choice? What would she want Miroku to decide?
"Jou-chan?"
She gasped jumping suddenly and turning her head to the familiar voice.
"Are you all right?" Shinosuke asked looking sideways at her.
She looked up to his eyes full of preoccupation then glanced back at the door. She didn't want to leave but what would she tell him. That she was eavesdropping on a conversation that would decide whether he would live or die? He offered her a hand. Knowing she would regret it, she offered him a small smile and accepted his help.
"Hai... Daijoubu." she said being pulled up from the floor
It had suddenly hit Shinosuke that he probably didn't have as much time as he thought. And he definitely didn't want to leave this world with something as important as 'this' still unresolved. If he hadn't been unconscious all afternoon maybe he wouldn't have to be doing this so hurriedly.
Leading her out to the porch beside the garden, it became an awkward moment. The cloudy night didn't help much either. He couldn't very well just sit there in complete silence and blurt it out. So he tried starting with a reasonable conversation. Past experiences. She seemed to be a bit relived when he started to talk, and very quickly the mood had lightened as much as it could with the surrounding situation.
"I remember the day they sent us to the village up north, remember the really grassy one?" asked Sango peering at the dark night sky
"Hai, where the green snake was ne?" he answered his nerves already tensing. The conversation had gone on for a little longer than he had expected. It was time to get this over with.
"Aa... I remember I was knocked out. When I woke up, instead of being relieved you got all angry at me." She smiled
"Of course I was angry Jou-chan it would have been me if you hadn't gotten in the way."
"And? Was I just supposed to stand there and watch you get hurt? What do you take me for Shinosuke?" she said a little touchier than she had intended, this thought brought on a whole heap of related feelings "Why does everyone think it's fine for them to sacrifice themselves for me but I can't do the same for them? The guilt starts packing on after a while."
Shinosuke raised an eyebrow "Everyone?"
Sango scowled. She hadn't said it on purpose, but 'he' always seemed to find a crevice to sneak into her mind, even with the most idle conversations or thoughts.
"Nandemonai..." she didn't want to get into this now of all times. "I decided it was fine if something happened to me and not you because... well it's just that I was sure I cared more for you than for myself."
"And did you think I didn't care for you the same way?" There... it had started. He swallowed a lump in his throat.
"Well... I wasn't sure... I mean caring for a friend is only so much affection, but I--" she debated on whether she should go on or not... it had been 2 years after all, and the situation was so complicated. "I was different...."
Shinosuke's face became solemn as he looked out at the dark night. "I know..."
Sango looked up to him with shining brown eyes, in the distance the light patter drops against the roof of the inn and the crackling of the dry grass was the only sound for a while before Sango finally recovered her voice. "What?"
"Jou-chan..." he began with a small smile looking down at her. "I knew everything..."
There was uncomfortable silence. Too many thoughts and emotions were passing through her head. It was something that wasn't easy to believe just like that, too many connections were being made. There were so many things that didn't fit in and that she couldn't explain and others that she didn't get in the past and now they all seemed to have a reason.
She was too quiet, and that expression of utter surprise wasn't helping either. He should say something. He knew he had to continue, but his mouth didn't seem to want to obey his mind. Either way Sango beat him to it.
"Yumi." was all she could make sense out of in her jumble of thoughts.
Shinosuke looked down at the wooden porch. So the difficult part first ne? "Yumi loved me." He began. That had been his excuse since the beginning, and now he was using it again "She told me this... a few weeks before I told you."
"And you? Did you...?" Sango interrupted gazing deeply at him
He looked down at those eyes full of question. She wasn't making this any easier. This is what he had been dreading to tell her since, well since the day that he had told her the whole Yumi story.
"No." He said simply
Her heart felt like it were about to burst. "But..." she choked out.
"Jou-chan." he began finally looking up to her shiny brown eyes again "Sango."
The sound of her name on his lips for some reason made her take in short breaths; she could feel her blood pumping through every limb in her body. What the --? She was over him. She had... set him aside. There was someone else now. The thought of Miroku some how calmed her down considerably, but what he said next definitely couldn't be held in.
"I loved you."
Her gasp was caught at the back of her throat. Each word was being repeated over and over again finally forming that illogical sentence. That impossible phrase. She shook her head, no no he had to stop this.
"Shinosuke."
"Please listen." He said setting his hand on her shoulder.
She pulled away uncertainly but he didn't let go. He found it was impossible to look down at those hurting glazed eyes and looked down at the growing drops of rain falling over the yellow tainted grass deciding it would be easier to continue like this.
"I was... scared out of my mind..." he tried smiling "I had known for a while what you felt for me. At first I thought it was impossible. Then after I finally assimilated the thought, I stupidly began to analyze myself, only to find out that I felt more than friendship for you as well. I'm an odd person Jou-Chan... you know that. The idea of love for me wasn't a wonderful picture of happiness. For me love meant pain and broken hearts and separation. Kaa-san had been miserable her whole life because of Otou-san. And then your mother died and... your father was devastated. I had no real example of what the 'happiness of love' meant. The thought of us being in constant danger and one day loosing you was... something I wouldn't have been able to bear."
She hadn't even realized she was crying. She would have slapped him silly. Everything he was saying had some sense to it but it was all wrong.
"Ahou." was all that her mind came up with
"I know that now..." he said finally daring to look up at her. He tried for a smile. "The only reason I married Yumi was because I wasn't in love with her. That way she could never hurt me as you could."
Her eyes widened and her jaw loosened leaving her gaping at him. Something inside of her erupted. She didn't have to think much before her hand crashed against his cheek. Her palm stung. She had her fair practice what with that hentai in the group, but this was something far deeper than meaningless games with Miroku. Shinosuke stared at nothing for a while, blood rushing up to his left cheek. He didn't say anything as the face of shock wore down. He didn't know why he was surprised; he actually expected much worse from the huntress. Funny how it seemed to hurt a lot more.
"How could you have been so selfish?" she barely whispered.
He didn't bother to look up at her while his features saddened. He knew he would find nothing but sadness and anger in her eyes. And he already had enough of that. Realizing to late what he was doing his arms wound around her back and his head came down gently over her shoulder. She went rigid but he didn't care. He needed her to be with him right now.
"I haven't been able to forgive myself Jou-chan. I haven't found an answer as to why I was so stupid... I didn't want to feel any pain or... hurt the person that meant the most to me..."
Her arms still down at her sides she could do nothing to escape his embrace; she simply tried to hold in her tears, which she found was useless as well.
"I ended up suffering so much more, and causing you a pain I didn't even know existed. Nothing came out right... why did I do it Jou-chan?" he held her tighter "I'm so sorry." he muffled into her shoulder
Oh this was ridiculous. She thought swallowing back more tears. Everyone made mistakes and, it was logical he was afraid of pain with the family he grew up with. She took his shoulders and pushed him away sniffing more of her tears. She looked up to the face of a boy. A boy who had just been scolded for making up a lie. She gave him a crooked smile.
"Shino... you don't have to carry all the blame." She started waiting until he looked down at her again "It's ok to be afraid once in a while, you aren't the only one who is uncertain. Many people shield themselves from such deep feelings; just as scared as you were."
She gave an uncertain pause. Then focused again at the situation at hand. "You just have to know the whole truth, there is so much more to love than pain and sacrifice. There's also joy and happiness so pure if fills every part of your being and..."
She stopped, both of loss of words and at the meaningful smile on Shinosuke's face.
"You've gone through this already ne?" he noticed
Sango caught herself realizing what she had just said. Shinosuke watched with fascination as her mouth suddenly seemed to get smaller and a light rosy color came to her cheeks. She looked away sheepishly at the curtain of water falling just beyond the porch. Not knowing how he could have pushed away such a wonderful person he cupped her face gently lifting her eyes to him again.
"Only you didn't have someone wonderful by your side to help you understand and get through it like I did ne?"
Sango looked up to those familiar blue eyes, the look she had forgotten. She panicked when she realized. Nothing in her body seemed to move. She wasn't even breathing properly as he loomed in over her. Her brain was yelling frantically, pull back! Pull back! But as much as she wanted to, her neck arched forward. Nothing could be done, all that was moving was the adrenaline running through her veins.
She didn't want this!... Did she?
His eyes closed at the same time hers widened.
He wanted to tell her. It was necessary he sit down and have a serious talk with her. After all a life wasn't something to be taken lightly, whether it was Shinosuke's or his. At this time of night it was most likely she be out on the porch, probably gazing away into the stars, well the rain.
Miroku knew she had been outside in the hallway while he was discussing the situation with Inu-Yasha, but only because the hanyou had told him after she left. Just as well; if she had heard everything there wouldn't be as much to explain. Still she probably didn't know what he had decided as he didn't say anything out loud. He had only answered Inu-Yasha with a long sigh and a small shrug of his shoulders.
The thing was, he didn't want to make a decision without hearing what Sango had to say about it. What if he did something stupid she would never forgive him for? Even though he knew it would not be the easiest thing to talk about with her, it had to be done. Turning a corner of the large inn he found himself with the open view of its wide garden being showered by the night's downpour obscuring most of the colorful flowers.
Time stood still.
He couldn't feel anything but the excruciating pain that exploded inside his chest. He couldn't hear but the yell of silence prolonging the horrible experience. His eyes couldn't look away from the person he loved most in this world... kissing another.
He couldn't move; not even to express the shock or the pain he was feeling. He couldn't breathe or think or do anything but stare at Shino's fingers coming through her long hair flowing freely down her back, at her arched neck, at his hand over her cheek.
It would never end. Some terrified part of his mind was convinced that this moment would go on forever. He wanted to leave, he wanted nothing more than for it to be an illusion, he wanted her dark slender figure to turn and reveal another girl Shinosuke was kissing that he didn't know. One he wasn't in love with. A tiny voice in his head kept mocking, as if burning an already open wound. 'This is what you wanted... ne?'
Happiness... Hers, not his own.
'Very well...' reacted his mind finally 'The decision has been made.'
"Did you find anything?" Kagome asked for fiftieth time
"As I said five minutes ago. No!" yelled back the Inu-Yasha
"Well there has to be something!" she yelled exasperated "It's impossible that in this whole damn shrine there is nothing about that parasite!"
"Kagome... Shinosuke looked, Miroku looked, what the hell do you think we're gonna find?"
"Well we have to find something Inu-Yasha I'm not letting either of them die." She yelled angrily back.
"You think I like the idea of one of em' being taken out in such a pathetic way?!" he yelled back just as fiercely. "They're my friends too dammit!"
Kagome calmed down a bit. They felt the same way, and it was useless to stand there and yell at each other for no reason. But it was frustrating not being able to do anything. She got angry at herself when her eyes began to sting and sparkle. It wouldn't do any good to start crying now. A large but gentle hand came over her shoulder.
She looked up to Inu-Yasha who was wearing a similar expression. Without thinking much of it, she wound her arms around his back not caring what he would think. She needed to be near him right now. Tense at the first contact, he then relaxed and set his arms over her back as well. The mere thought of being in Sango's shoes scared her to no end. What would she do if she had to choose between to people as important to her as the person she loved and the person who once owned her heart? What would she do if she lost Inu-Yasha? She gripped his gi tighter.
Inu-Yasha kept silent listening to the patter of the night rain outside, noticing a few leaks on the roof letting through an occasional drop to the already battered, swollen wooden floor. It wasn't his favorite situation. She was probably crying over him right now. The worst part about it was, there was nothing that could be done about it this time. He could do nothing but give a pathetic sigh for both Sango and Miroku.
His lips finally left hers. She hadn't moved, so much as batted her eyes. She hadn't done anything to continue or even recognize the kiss, that's when he realized how incredibly stupid what he was doing was. Reason came to him like a hot brass. What had he done?
He couldn't look at her; he couldn't even be near her. Her face still held that initial shock. A reddish tone overcame her cheeks and her fists in her lap were so tightly clenched her knuckles where white. What had he done? He felt like kicking himself. He knew her love wasn't his anymore. In a strange way he sensed it never was. And even knowing all of this he had let his impulses get the best of him.
"Sango I..." he began
"You're too late..." she interrupted sadly
Hmmm, I hadn't realized how againsty this fic is until now.... I need a comedy.... --'