A Tragic Love
Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha. but I have Inuyasha mangas. Hehe. ^.^
+Ch.8: Sango's Secret and the Little Devil+
"Kagome!" yelled the little boy with chestnut colored hair. He threw his arms up and began swinging them to and fro until he caught the eye of his rescuer, now a.k.a. master.
"Oh damn, it's that boy again" whispered Kagome to Sango. Sango turned towards the abnormally happy boy and shrugged.
"Come on Kagome, hes just grateful you came to his rescue."
"Yeah I know." Kagome pouted, "But why can't he go and bother someone else.like Inuyasha!"
"That's because one, he can beat the little kid to a pulp and two, he can BEAT THE LITTLE KID TO A PULP!"
"Sure, excuses excuses."
"Shippo! Come here for a minute!" Kagome yelled.
"Okay master Kagome!"
Without further hesitation, the little devil ran over to the grinning twosome.
"Now Shippo, I know you feel like you have to go and serve me or something, but really I don't need your services." but before Kagome could tell the little weasel off, large clumps of tears began forming in his eyes.
"Are you saying you don't want to be my friend!?" he cried.
"No, I'm not saying that! It's just that you don't have to go around and follow me all the time."
"But I have to.I owe it to you and Inuyasha! I will forever follow you!" he said. His face brightened and Kagome didn't have the heart to beat his good spirits down.
"Okay.but maybe Inuyasha needs some um.services!"
"I already tried to help him with his books but he told me to 'scram or I'll rip you to pieces you little bastard.'"
Kagome and Sango looked and each other and shrugged, "Okay fine, stay with me.but when its time for school, go to school. I don't want you missing it."
"Oh, okay."
Kagome was inches from her books when Shippo leapt forward and dove for her it. He picked it up and carried it to her house, a path he had already memorized.
Sango and Kagome remained a couple feet back in case he started "helping" them again. Just when Kagome had spotted her house, a familiar figure stood in front of Shippo.
"Master Inuyasha!" exclaimed Shippo.
Kagome's heart skipped a beat and the two immediately ran over to Inuyasha. Kagome had wanted to thank Inuyasha for saving her and Shippo. She never had a chance last time because the walk there was awkward and once they reached the school grounds, Inuyasha parted and walked off into the distance. And even though they had two class together, history and homeroom, Kagome just didn't have enough courage to go up to the high tempered Inuyasha.
Now here he stood, in front of Shippo.
"Inuyasha." whispered Kagome. Instantly Inuyasha looked over at her, but he refused to meet her eyes. Instead, his eyes were glued on the cowering Shippo.
"Shippo, I told you to leave my books alone!" he yelled.
Shippo smiled and looked at the book that Inuyasha drew from his backpack.
"Oh yeah, but I thought maybe it would be nice if I covered them and got them labeled!"
"No it was not nice.I don't want them looking like this!"
"Oh get off it Inuyasha. The kid was just helping." Sango interrupted.
Inuyasha's head instantly snapped and he turned towards the rosy cheeked beauty.
"Sorry but I wasn't talking to you."
"Oh you should be grateful."
Inuyasha walked up to her and scowled. Oh good Lord, Kagome thought in disbelieve. Why is it every time I see him I'm either being beaten up or we are fighting. We all need some communication skills.
"Inuyasha, Sango, please! I don't want to fight anymore. Shippo! Just don't touch his books anymore okay?" Shippo nodded and the two parted.
"I had enough of this!" Inuyasha yelled. He turned and headed the opposite direction. But before he could disappear in the distance again, Kagome ran after him. He turned to her in surprise.
"Inuyasha, I really..."
"Out with it woman!"
"I want to thank you okay? So, thank you!"
He looked a little shocked and somewhere the good little Inuyasha inside him drew a smile on his face.
"You're welcome." And without he left.
Kagome reunited with the Sango and Shippo and all three of them marched over to her house.
--
"Kagome, I've known you since we were in kindergarten and your house never cease to amaze me."
"Yeah well you say that because you don't have to live in this hell whole."
Kagome looked around, "Mom, Kikyo, are you guys home??!" Kagome yelled.
"Good the bitches are gone. Probably shopping for her damn wedding. You guys hungry? Thirsty?"
The two nodded and they raced over to the kitchen.
"Wow Kagome, do you know you have a small fountain in your living room?" Shippo exclaimed.
Kagome nodded and signaled Shippo over to the kitchen. Kagome opened the fridge and took out the orange juice and soda along with a couple glasses from the cupboard.
"Hey Sango," Kagome yelled after a moment of thought, "you know what?"
"What?" Sango asked after sipping her Coke.
"I don't think I've ever been to your house." "What? No way!" Shippo exclaimed.
"I thought you guys knew each other since like forever!"
"Yeah we have, so what's the deal?"
Sango smiled and then set down her coke, "Come one Kagome, I invite you all the time and it just never works out and plus my house is way farther than yours. I can't exactly walk there, I have to take the bus remember?"
Kagome looked at her best friend and then smiled and nodded, "Yeah, that's true."
Eager to change the subject, Sango exclaimed, "Oh my god, Miroku is such a loser!"
"What he do this time?"
"Who's Miroku?"
"So he knows I'm mad at him, right? And he goes and buys me a bouquet of flowers!"
"How sweet!" Kagome screamed.
"Sango has a boyfriend. Sango has a boyfriend!" Shippo repeated over and over again. "Did you kiss him.ooooh..Sango and Miroku sitting in a tree, K- I-S-S--"
"Yeah it was sweet until I saw him eyeing Naru.again."
"Jerk! You know he was a born hentai/man-whore."
Sango thought of that for a moment and said, "Yah I know, but I can't help loving him."
Sango and Kagome looked at each other and hugged.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!" Shippo yelled.
--
Sango walked over to the bus stop that afternoon after hanging at Kagome's house for a couple hours. She waited for about ten minutes before the six o'clock bus strolled by. Like always, she was the only one at the bus stop and it was even lonelier inside, that is until they crossed the rich section and slowly the bus drifted into the ghetto.
The truth was, Sango thought, she wasn't rich and she was ashamed. Her mother and father refused for her to go to school where they live, so they used her aunt's address and Sango was accepted into Yakosuko High School.
Sango gave out a sigh and just then truly accepted the fact that she was jealous of Kagome. She knew Kagome really took for granted what she had. Here Sango was worried her parents weren't going to pay this month's electricity bill and Kagome was busy pouting about the hundredth boy miserably in love with her.
Even though Sango and Kagome had been friends all their lives, Sango had never been completely honest with her. There were always excuses why Kagome could never go to her house. Like a good friend, Kagome never questioned her, well, until just a few hours ago. But, Sango had tried to be honest with her. She had told her she wasn't as rich as she was. Then again, not a lot of people are. After all, her father does own half the country. And Sango did tell Kagome she wasn't rich, just not dead poor. I mean as long as they were friends, did it matter?
Nah, it didn't, Sango muttered to her-self. She watched as a herd of people started entering the bus. Now that her mother was sick, she had to do twice the house work and even though she begged her parents to let her get a job, they refused. They didn't want her to slack on studying. So, they had to watch as her parents toiled every day, well or sick.
The bus pulled over and Sango hopped out of the bus. She was at least honest to Miroku, who knew of her situation, she thought. You had to give her credit for that, right?
A couple blocks later, she arrived at her house and mounted the front steps and unlocked the door. She peered into the house, whose windows were patched with wood slabs because they could not afford to fix the broken windows and whose floor was scarred with dirt from years of abuse.
"Mommy, daddy?" she yelled
She heard murmurs from her parents' bedroom to find her mother in bed and her father hovered over her.
"Daddy, is mom okay?" Sango asked, kneeling next to her mother.
"I don't think she is getting better."
"We have to bring her to a hospital! We have to!" Sango yelled.
"Don't wake your mother. Sango, don't you think I want to bring her to a doctor? We have no insurance, we have no money."
"But daddy, I can work! I can--"
"Stop Sango! Study now and be rewarded later, remember?"
"I know daddy! But I don't-I don't want mommy to-to die!" He stood there for a moment and then patted her on the head and bent over to kiss her on her forehead.
"Come on, mommy needs some sleep."
Sango got up and turned her head slightly to see her mother in bed, sweat poring down her forehead.
--
That night, Sango snuck out of her bedroom to her mother, who slept in a battle to subdue the pain that was surging throughout her body. It broke her heart to see her mother in such misery. Before entering the foreboding room, which vibrated with spiritual energy and physical suffering, she sat by the doorframe, pressed her ear against the imaginary door that lay before, awaiting a single breath from her mother's mouth. As a child, Sango had always snuck out of her room to listen to parent's breathing behind their closed door. She wasn't crazy! She just found comfort in their breathing because it gave her a sense of comfort.
Sango was very much attached her parents and to see this now in this disarray broke her heart. And after her mother fell ill, she almost thought her heart was going to collapse and break into a million pieces. Here she was now, watching and listening to her mother breath.
In a need to get closer to her mother, Sango slowly tiptoed into her room and sat calmly by her side, placing a gently hand to her mother's head. The touch was hot and covered with droplets of sweat. But Sango did not let go of her hold, instead she felt her eyelids grow heavy and slowly she gave in to sleepiness.
--
"Sango!" yelled a surprisingly upbeat Kagome. By her side was the loyal Shippo, happy to carry her books for her.
Sango looked over at the odd pair and gave them a warm smile, which concealed with it a mind, filled with worry and controlled anxiety. Sango had reminded herself, walking from the bus stop to school that day that she needed to perk up and smile. Why bring every one else down because of her own troubles?
Just then a warm pair of hands slid over eyes and blinded her. She was surprised at first but quickly began to pat the hand down as though the touch was trigger recognition. However, there was really only one person that approached her in such a way.
She pulled the hands from her eyes and turned to see a grinning Miroku.
"Hi, babe!" he said, his grin growing more and more devilish. Slowly his hands found their way onto Sango's butt and immediately a hand slapped him in the face
* WHACK *
"Sango, honey, snuggle-muffin.what did you do that for?"
"If you don't know, maybe I should slap you again!" She said, her hand just inches away from his swollen face.
"No, okay! I still have the bruises from last week!"
Sango turned and walked off in a huff, leaving the poor Miroku in a state of pain-both cheeks swollen from his perversion.
"Kagome!" Sango yelled.
Kagome turned to her little friend and slowly he looked up at her and handed her the books. Kagome patted him on the head and he ran off.
"Where's he going?" Sango asked.
"Oh, I told him to buy me some doughnuts." She saw the disapproval on her friends face and added, "Hey you should milk 'em while they're still fresh!"
"Kagome!"
Kagome began chucking, "I'm just kidding Sango! I told him to go to his cram school! So shall we walk to my house?"
Kagome asked, extending her elbow out, Sango smiled and looped her left arm inside it. The two were skipping down the hall when Kagome hauled and then froze.
"Oh shoot!" she screamed, pounding her head and then repeating 'you're so stupid' over and over again.
"Kagome, are you going insane?" Sango asked, after she was forced to make an abrupt stop, which set her books flying a few inches away from them.
"Sango, I forgot my math book!"
"No offense Kagome but aren't you going a little mental."
"No Sango, I left it in math class! And I'm already late for piano practice. Professor Atama is going to freak! I've been late every Wednesday this month!" Kagome yelled. She turned to go to the classroom which was sadly on the other side of the school.
Sango ran after her and touched her shoulder to cease her stomping and maybe make her stop hitting her head, "Don't worry, I can go and get it. I'll just drop it off before I go home at you house, okay?"
Kagome squealed with glee and jumped up to hug her friend. Afraid she might fall; Sango released her hug on her best friend and told her to stay calm. "Sango, I love you! I owe. Whatever you want, I'll get you!" Kagome yelled before running like a wild woman across the hall and down the road to her house.
"Can you make my mom better?" Sango whispered to no one but herself. She dropped to the ground and picked up her books.
With that Sango dragged her feet over to the opposite end of the school with little enthusiasm. She passed the science lab and the art room and finally approached the double doors leading to math department. Sango walked in and hoped the janitor hadn't locked their math room already. Upon approaching it, Sango was relieved that the janitor was just about the close the door.
"Wait! Wait!" Sango screamed, waving her hands in the air, hoping to catch his attention. He quickly turned to her and let go of the door before it touched the lock.
"Mr. Kiji! I'm sorry but I left my math book inside!" Sango exclaimed.
Mr. Kiji just nodded his head approvingly. Sango quickly bowed and then ran into the room, happy with relief. She found the book on the floor by the window, Kagome's usual spot.
After picking it up, she said her thank you's to Mr. Kiji and ran off out the double doors. On the walk out the school she kept thanking her lucky stars that she came just in time. If she hadn't, Kagome would have her neck. Sango squirmed at the illusion of Kagome trying to strangle her and smiled. I could kick her ass, Sango thought, if I wanted to. Sango snickered and was again lost in thought.
She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she hardly noticed the group of boys huddled together at the lockers, waiting for an opportunity to corner her in private.
Sango had just walked pass them when a harsh hand tugged at her shoulder. The scare shook her and she turned to see about four smirking boys.
"Um.can I help you?" Sango asked surprised.
"Yes, I think you can help us. You can cook and clean for us!" the boy with dark violet hair chuckled and looked at his friends, who equally laughing.
"Excuse me? I have to go!" Sango yelled and then turned to walk off. But before she could take a step, she was again pulled by the shirt. Without releasing or decreasing his hold, the violet haired boy continued to laugh and tugged on her shirt harder. Sango was just an inch away from his face and she felt his green eyes pierce her own and then threw daggers down her throat so that she could not utter a single word.
"I don't think you heard me? I said you can cook and clean for us!"
Sango shook her head, not knowing how to combat his words. But, in reality, she had no idea what he was talking about. Unable to let go off his grip, she tried to wiggle her way out, even if it met having to run out of their naked! Hey, at least she'd be alive. But she only managed to slightly tear her shirt and nothing more.
"Come one! Isn't that what you poor people do best?" he bellowed. He turned to his comrades and they were quick on their heels to surround them.
"We don't like your kind here! Leave before you poison us with your POVERTY!" he screamed right into her face which sent a couple spit pistols onto her nose and cheek. He abruptly let go of his hold Sango fell to the floor, her butt taking a severe beating.
The foursome took one last look at her and spit on the floor. Sango shielded her face as though a bucket of rocks were about to land on her paralyzed body. Sango waited on the floor for their next acts of abuse until to her surprise they just turned and walked away.
The raven haired ring leader stood planted on the ground at first and turned his head slightly so that she saw his profiles and grumbled, "Ghetto bitch." With that, the four left.
Sango's body lay motionless, watching the gang walk off. When she knew the place was clear, she slowly leaped up and just ran, not knowing where exactly she was going. She just needed to run and her mind was screaming RUN until it numbed her.
But her body soon came into a complete halt when a familiar face leapt in from of her. She stood there unflinching.
"Babe? What are you doing here? You don't have after school detention? Sit next to me, I'll be bored," he said with a wink. And went to pinch her butt but instead shielded her purple and blue face.
Just then, Sango threw herself into her boyfriend's arms and just began to cry. She cried for her mother, for what the bullies did to her, for her life, and herself.
Not knowing what to do, Miroku looked down at her crying beauty and noticed the tear on her shirt. Without saying a word, he held her as tight as he could and kissed her on the head.
****** A/N: Sorry to stop here guys but hey I have to end somewhere, right? Okay so I'm kinda pounding on Sango a little, don't get me wrong, I love her! I love her strength and that is exactly why I making her go thru this torment!! Makes sense a little, right?? Hehe.
Okay so don't worry more I and K later on. Just wanted to shine some light on Sango! Major spoiler: next chapter will reveal something about Kikyo and Sesshamoru's marriage that is just not right! And maybe Sango will finally begin to tell Kagome her life! ...next chapter: +A Whacked out Marriage+
+++ Oh and guys please REVIEW! IT MEANS A LOT! And big THANKS for all those who have!!
Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha. but I have Inuyasha mangas. Hehe. ^.^
+Ch.8: Sango's Secret and the Little Devil+
"Kagome!" yelled the little boy with chestnut colored hair. He threw his arms up and began swinging them to and fro until he caught the eye of his rescuer, now a.k.a. master.
"Oh damn, it's that boy again" whispered Kagome to Sango. Sango turned towards the abnormally happy boy and shrugged.
"Come on Kagome, hes just grateful you came to his rescue."
"Yeah I know." Kagome pouted, "But why can't he go and bother someone else.like Inuyasha!"
"That's because one, he can beat the little kid to a pulp and two, he can BEAT THE LITTLE KID TO A PULP!"
"Sure, excuses excuses."
"Shippo! Come here for a minute!" Kagome yelled.
"Okay master Kagome!"
Without further hesitation, the little devil ran over to the grinning twosome.
"Now Shippo, I know you feel like you have to go and serve me or something, but really I don't need your services." but before Kagome could tell the little weasel off, large clumps of tears began forming in his eyes.
"Are you saying you don't want to be my friend!?" he cried.
"No, I'm not saying that! It's just that you don't have to go around and follow me all the time."
"But I have to.I owe it to you and Inuyasha! I will forever follow you!" he said. His face brightened and Kagome didn't have the heart to beat his good spirits down.
"Okay.but maybe Inuyasha needs some um.services!"
"I already tried to help him with his books but he told me to 'scram or I'll rip you to pieces you little bastard.'"
Kagome and Sango looked and each other and shrugged, "Okay fine, stay with me.but when its time for school, go to school. I don't want you missing it."
"Oh, okay."
Kagome was inches from her books when Shippo leapt forward and dove for her it. He picked it up and carried it to her house, a path he had already memorized.
Sango and Kagome remained a couple feet back in case he started "helping" them again. Just when Kagome had spotted her house, a familiar figure stood in front of Shippo.
"Master Inuyasha!" exclaimed Shippo.
Kagome's heart skipped a beat and the two immediately ran over to Inuyasha. Kagome had wanted to thank Inuyasha for saving her and Shippo. She never had a chance last time because the walk there was awkward and once they reached the school grounds, Inuyasha parted and walked off into the distance. And even though they had two class together, history and homeroom, Kagome just didn't have enough courage to go up to the high tempered Inuyasha.
Now here he stood, in front of Shippo.
"Inuyasha." whispered Kagome. Instantly Inuyasha looked over at her, but he refused to meet her eyes. Instead, his eyes were glued on the cowering Shippo.
"Shippo, I told you to leave my books alone!" he yelled.
Shippo smiled and looked at the book that Inuyasha drew from his backpack.
"Oh yeah, but I thought maybe it would be nice if I covered them and got them labeled!"
"No it was not nice.I don't want them looking like this!"
"Oh get off it Inuyasha. The kid was just helping." Sango interrupted.
Inuyasha's head instantly snapped and he turned towards the rosy cheeked beauty.
"Sorry but I wasn't talking to you."
"Oh you should be grateful."
Inuyasha walked up to her and scowled. Oh good Lord, Kagome thought in disbelieve. Why is it every time I see him I'm either being beaten up or we are fighting. We all need some communication skills.
"Inuyasha, Sango, please! I don't want to fight anymore. Shippo! Just don't touch his books anymore okay?" Shippo nodded and the two parted.
"I had enough of this!" Inuyasha yelled. He turned and headed the opposite direction. But before he could disappear in the distance again, Kagome ran after him. He turned to her in surprise.
"Inuyasha, I really..."
"Out with it woman!"
"I want to thank you okay? So, thank you!"
He looked a little shocked and somewhere the good little Inuyasha inside him drew a smile on his face.
"You're welcome." And without he left.
Kagome reunited with the Sango and Shippo and all three of them marched over to her house.
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"Kagome, I've known you since we were in kindergarten and your house never cease to amaze me."
"Yeah well you say that because you don't have to live in this hell whole."
Kagome looked around, "Mom, Kikyo, are you guys home??!" Kagome yelled.
"Good the bitches are gone. Probably shopping for her damn wedding. You guys hungry? Thirsty?"
The two nodded and they raced over to the kitchen.
"Wow Kagome, do you know you have a small fountain in your living room?" Shippo exclaimed.
Kagome nodded and signaled Shippo over to the kitchen. Kagome opened the fridge and took out the orange juice and soda along with a couple glasses from the cupboard.
"Hey Sango," Kagome yelled after a moment of thought, "you know what?"
"What?" Sango asked after sipping her Coke.
"I don't think I've ever been to your house." "What? No way!" Shippo exclaimed.
"I thought you guys knew each other since like forever!"
"Yeah we have, so what's the deal?"
Sango smiled and then set down her coke, "Come one Kagome, I invite you all the time and it just never works out and plus my house is way farther than yours. I can't exactly walk there, I have to take the bus remember?"
Kagome looked at her best friend and then smiled and nodded, "Yeah, that's true."
Eager to change the subject, Sango exclaimed, "Oh my god, Miroku is such a loser!"
"What he do this time?"
"Who's Miroku?"
"So he knows I'm mad at him, right? And he goes and buys me a bouquet of flowers!"
"How sweet!" Kagome screamed.
"Sango has a boyfriend. Sango has a boyfriend!" Shippo repeated over and over again. "Did you kiss him.ooooh..Sango and Miroku sitting in a tree, K- I-S-S--"
"Yeah it was sweet until I saw him eyeing Naru.again."
"Jerk! You know he was a born hentai/man-whore."
Sango thought of that for a moment and said, "Yah I know, but I can't help loving him."
Sango and Kagome looked at each other and hugged.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!" Shippo yelled.
--
Sango walked over to the bus stop that afternoon after hanging at Kagome's house for a couple hours. She waited for about ten minutes before the six o'clock bus strolled by. Like always, she was the only one at the bus stop and it was even lonelier inside, that is until they crossed the rich section and slowly the bus drifted into the ghetto.
The truth was, Sango thought, she wasn't rich and she was ashamed. Her mother and father refused for her to go to school where they live, so they used her aunt's address and Sango was accepted into Yakosuko High School.
Sango gave out a sigh and just then truly accepted the fact that she was jealous of Kagome. She knew Kagome really took for granted what she had. Here Sango was worried her parents weren't going to pay this month's electricity bill and Kagome was busy pouting about the hundredth boy miserably in love with her.
Even though Sango and Kagome had been friends all their lives, Sango had never been completely honest with her. There were always excuses why Kagome could never go to her house. Like a good friend, Kagome never questioned her, well, until just a few hours ago. But, Sango had tried to be honest with her. She had told her she wasn't as rich as she was. Then again, not a lot of people are. After all, her father does own half the country. And Sango did tell Kagome she wasn't rich, just not dead poor. I mean as long as they were friends, did it matter?
Nah, it didn't, Sango muttered to her-self. She watched as a herd of people started entering the bus. Now that her mother was sick, she had to do twice the house work and even though she begged her parents to let her get a job, they refused. They didn't want her to slack on studying. So, they had to watch as her parents toiled every day, well or sick.
The bus pulled over and Sango hopped out of the bus. She was at least honest to Miroku, who knew of her situation, she thought. You had to give her credit for that, right?
A couple blocks later, she arrived at her house and mounted the front steps and unlocked the door. She peered into the house, whose windows were patched with wood slabs because they could not afford to fix the broken windows and whose floor was scarred with dirt from years of abuse.
"Mommy, daddy?" she yelled
She heard murmurs from her parents' bedroom to find her mother in bed and her father hovered over her.
"Daddy, is mom okay?" Sango asked, kneeling next to her mother.
"I don't think she is getting better."
"We have to bring her to a hospital! We have to!" Sango yelled.
"Don't wake your mother. Sango, don't you think I want to bring her to a doctor? We have no insurance, we have no money."
"But daddy, I can work! I can--"
"Stop Sango! Study now and be rewarded later, remember?"
"I know daddy! But I don't-I don't want mommy to-to die!" He stood there for a moment and then patted her on the head and bent over to kiss her on her forehead.
"Come on, mommy needs some sleep."
Sango got up and turned her head slightly to see her mother in bed, sweat poring down her forehead.
--
That night, Sango snuck out of her bedroom to her mother, who slept in a battle to subdue the pain that was surging throughout her body. It broke her heart to see her mother in such misery. Before entering the foreboding room, which vibrated with spiritual energy and physical suffering, she sat by the doorframe, pressed her ear against the imaginary door that lay before, awaiting a single breath from her mother's mouth. As a child, Sango had always snuck out of her room to listen to parent's breathing behind their closed door. She wasn't crazy! She just found comfort in their breathing because it gave her a sense of comfort.
Sango was very much attached her parents and to see this now in this disarray broke her heart. And after her mother fell ill, she almost thought her heart was going to collapse and break into a million pieces. Here she was now, watching and listening to her mother breath.
In a need to get closer to her mother, Sango slowly tiptoed into her room and sat calmly by her side, placing a gently hand to her mother's head. The touch was hot and covered with droplets of sweat. But Sango did not let go of her hold, instead she felt her eyelids grow heavy and slowly she gave in to sleepiness.
--
"Sango!" yelled a surprisingly upbeat Kagome. By her side was the loyal Shippo, happy to carry her books for her.
Sango looked over at the odd pair and gave them a warm smile, which concealed with it a mind, filled with worry and controlled anxiety. Sango had reminded herself, walking from the bus stop to school that day that she needed to perk up and smile. Why bring every one else down because of her own troubles?
Just then a warm pair of hands slid over eyes and blinded her. She was surprised at first but quickly began to pat the hand down as though the touch was trigger recognition. However, there was really only one person that approached her in such a way.
She pulled the hands from her eyes and turned to see a grinning Miroku.
"Hi, babe!" he said, his grin growing more and more devilish. Slowly his hands found their way onto Sango's butt and immediately a hand slapped him in the face
* WHACK *
"Sango, honey, snuggle-muffin.what did you do that for?"
"If you don't know, maybe I should slap you again!" She said, her hand just inches away from his swollen face.
"No, okay! I still have the bruises from last week!"
Sango turned and walked off in a huff, leaving the poor Miroku in a state of pain-both cheeks swollen from his perversion.
"Kagome!" Sango yelled.
Kagome turned to her little friend and slowly he looked up at her and handed her the books. Kagome patted him on the head and he ran off.
"Where's he going?" Sango asked.
"Oh, I told him to buy me some doughnuts." She saw the disapproval on her friends face and added, "Hey you should milk 'em while they're still fresh!"
"Kagome!"
Kagome began chucking, "I'm just kidding Sango! I told him to go to his cram school! So shall we walk to my house?"
Kagome asked, extending her elbow out, Sango smiled and looped her left arm inside it. The two were skipping down the hall when Kagome hauled and then froze.
"Oh shoot!" she screamed, pounding her head and then repeating 'you're so stupid' over and over again.
"Kagome, are you going insane?" Sango asked, after she was forced to make an abrupt stop, which set her books flying a few inches away from them.
"Sango, I forgot my math book!"
"No offense Kagome but aren't you going a little mental."
"No Sango, I left it in math class! And I'm already late for piano practice. Professor Atama is going to freak! I've been late every Wednesday this month!" Kagome yelled. She turned to go to the classroom which was sadly on the other side of the school.
Sango ran after her and touched her shoulder to cease her stomping and maybe make her stop hitting her head, "Don't worry, I can go and get it. I'll just drop it off before I go home at you house, okay?"
Kagome squealed with glee and jumped up to hug her friend. Afraid she might fall; Sango released her hug on her best friend and told her to stay calm. "Sango, I love you! I owe. Whatever you want, I'll get you!" Kagome yelled before running like a wild woman across the hall and down the road to her house.
"Can you make my mom better?" Sango whispered to no one but herself. She dropped to the ground and picked up her books.
With that Sango dragged her feet over to the opposite end of the school with little enthusiasm. She passed the science lab and the art room and finally approached the double doors leading to math department. Sango walked in and hoped the janitor hadn't locked their math room already. Upon approaching it, Sango was relieved that the janitor was just about the close the door.
"Wait! Wait!" Sango screamed, waving her hands in the air, hoping to catch his attention. He quickly turned to her and let go of the door before it touched the lock.
"Mr. Kiji! I'm sorry but I left my math book inside!" Sango exclaimed.
Mr. Kiji just nodded his head approvingly. Sango quickly bowed and then ran into the room, happy with relief. She found the book on the floor by the window, Kagome's usual spot.
After picking it up, she said her thank you's to Mr. Kiji and ran off out the double doors. On the walk out the school she kept thanking her lucky stars that she came just in time. If she hadn't, Kagome would have her neck. Sango squirmed at the illusion of Kagome trying to strangle her and smiled. I could kick her ass, Sango thought, if I wanted to. Sango snickered and was again lost in thought.
She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she hardly noticed the group of boys huddled together at the lockers, waiting for an opportunity to corner her in private.
Sango had just walked pass them when a harsh hand tugged at her shoulder. The scare shook her and she turned to see about four smirking boys.
"Um.can I help you?" Sango asked surprised.
"Yes, I think you can help us. You can cook and clean for us!" the boy with dark violet hair chuckled and looked at his friends, who equally laughing.
"Excuse me? I have to go!" Sango yelled and then turned to walk off. But before she could take a step, she was again pulled by the shirt. Without releasing or decreasing his hold, the violet haired boy continued to laugh and tugged on her shirt harder. Sango was just an inch away from his face and she felt his green eyes pierce her own and then threw daggers down her throat so that she could not utter a single word.
"I don't think you heard me? I said you can cook and clean for us!"
Sango shook her head, not knowing how to combat his words. But, in reality, she had no idea what he was talking about. Unable to let go off his grip, she tried to wiggle her way out, even if it met having to run out of their naked! Hey, at least she'd be alive. But she only managed to slightly tear her shirt and nothing more.
"Come one! Isn't that what you poor people do best?" he bellowed. He turned to his comrades and they were quick on their heels to surround them.
"We don't like your kind here! Leave before you poison us with your POVERTY!" he screamed right into her face which sent a couple spit pistols onto her nose and cheek. He abruptly let go of his hold Sango fell to the floor, her butt taking a severe beating.
The foursome took one last look at her and spit on the floor. Sango shielded her face as though a bucket of rocks were about to land on her paralyzed body. Sango waited on the floor for their next acts of abuse until to her surprise they just turned and walked away.
The raven haired ring leader stood planted on the ground at first and turned his head slightly so that she saw his profiles and grumbled, "Ghetto bitch." With that, the four left.
Sango's body lay motionless, watching the gang walk off. When she knew the place was clear, she slowly leaped up and just ran, not knowing where exactly she was going. She just needed to run and her mind was screaming RUN until it numbed her.
But her body soon came into a complete halt when a familiar face leapt in from of her. She stood there unflinching.
"Babe? What are you doing here? You don't have after school detention? Sit next to me, I'll be bored," he said with a wink. And went to pinch her butt but instead shielded her purple and blue face.
Just then, Sango threw herself into her boyfriend's arms and just began to cry. She cried for her mother, for what the bullies did to her, for her life, and herself.
Not knowing what to do, Miroku looked down at her crying beauty and noticed the tear on her shirt. Without saying a word, he held her as tight as he could and kissed her on the head.
****** A/N: Sorry to stop here guys but hey I have to end somewhere, right? Okay so I'm kinda pounding on Sango a little, don't get me wrong, I love her! I love her strength and that is exactly why I making her go thru this torment!! Makes sense a little, right?? Hehe.
Okay so don't worry more I and K later on. Just wanted to shine some light on Sango! Major spoiler: next chapter will reveal something about Kikyo and Sesshamoru's marriage that is just not right! And maybe Sango will finally begin to tell Kagome her life! ...next chapter: +A Whacked out Marriage+
+++ Oh and guys please REVIEW! IT MEANS A LOT! And big THANKS for all those who have!!