Disclaimer: How many times ya want me to say it? Haven't I said it enough?!
Shippo: C'mon Ms. LuClipse85! Just say it and get it over with!
(childishly): I don' wanna!
InuYasha: Just say it already, dammit!
(whining): I DON' WANNA!!
Takahashi-sama (coaxingly): If you do, I'll consider giving you Miroku.....
(Ecstatically): I don't own InuYasha! Never have, never will! All characters and characteristics are property of Takahashi Rumiko-sama and all the money in the world couldn't make her give up InuYasha!
InuYasha (muttering): Kiss-ass.
Miroku (lamenting): Takahashi-sama! What have you done?!
C'mere, Houshi baby!
Takahashi-sama (slyly): Not so fast! I said I'd CONSIDER giving you Miroku! I've CONSIDERED...and you ain't getting him!
[Miroku hugs her legs while LuClipse85 stares, swearing in her head]
I got played.... I got straight up played!
Miroku (sobbing gratefully): Thank you Takahashi-sama! Thank you!
Takahashi-sama: You didn't I'd hand you over to that mental woman, did you Miroku-chan?
WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???????!!!!!!!!!!!!
How Could You Hurt Me So Bad?
Chapter 3
Her audience heard Sango's mutter and stared, puzzled at her dark remark. They stared, waiting for Sango to finish guzzling the rest of her sake. She released a loud breath, indicating she was finished and kinda slammed the bottle down.
Sango leaned over on the counter. Her half-lidded eyes starring into blank space, her anguish surfacing through the alcohol on her face. The bartender tilted his head, observing Sango's pained expression.
"Ms. Slayer? You don't look so well."
"I'm in pain, that's why." Sango held up the empty sake bottle in the bartender's face.
"Again?" He guessed.
"Yeah." Sango replied, her head hanging.
Tentatively, he did as she requested.
The two women saw Sango's pained visage and recollected her remark, feeding their intense curiosity. Unable to take the suspense, they inquired as to why Sango would call Miroku such a thing.
"Because that's what he is!" Sango roared, angrily, "He told me he cared about me an' th' very nes' day a hot mama comes up and Miroku just forgets all about me an' runs off with her tryin' to get laid! So th' monk's nothin' but a lying bastard!"
A tear escaped Sango's eye as she burst out her feelings for everyone in the tavern to hear. She turned her face away to the bar, thinking no one would see it. The bartender cursed Miroku out mentally. One of the women shed a tear in sympathy for the hurt taijiya, the other was pissed!
"Why that-! How could he favor some dumb babe over a beautiful woman like you, Ms. Slayer?" She asked.
Sango sadly stared before her, wasted. She then rose her head up with a forced smile, trying to keep her body on the stool as the sudden movement caused her to wobble.
"Who the hell gives a damn? I sure as hell don't!" Sango replied with a false brightened tone. "I tell ya what! I don' give a damn no more! He c'n 'ave all th' women he wants, an' I c'n have all th' sake I want!" Sango slurred happily, killing another bottle of sake.
"At the rate you're going, it'll be all the sake you can AFFORD." The bartender contradicted.
Sango looked up at him as if she were surprised she had to pay for all that sake she drank. She blinked slowly as if saying, "okay", reached into her yukata, pulled out a large handful of money and placed it on the counter.
Sango took a deep breath and got off the stool to leave. She lifted her hiraikotsu onto her back and wobbled significantly until finally she stood in place, waiting for her balance to stabilize.
"Whoa! Th'z thing din' feel so heavy earlier!" She slurred. "Than' you all so much! Ya've been a won- (hic)! Ya've been a wonderful audi- (hic)! Ya've been w- (hic)! Ya've been won- (hic)!.....ya've been great!" Sango bid a farewell to her audience.
"Uh, Ms. Slayer? You wouldn't like an escort to take you home?" Someone asked from one of the tables. Sango tried not to snap at him, as that question sounded like something Miroku had asked before.
"Thanks, but I'm a big girl! I c'n look out for myself!" Sango turned around and rammed her nose into the wall by the doorframe. She stumbled backward, caressing her nose and whining in pain. Sango lashed out at the wall, kicking it.
"Well e'scuse you! You could a' leas' move out th' way, stupid!" She hollered and staggered out of the tavern.
The two women and the bartender watched her leave, worried.
The rest of the tavern started talking about how much of a disgrace Miroku was to Buddha for treating such a kind and pretty woman in such a manner!
Inside a room of a dark castle, Kanna held her mirror for her master to see. Her mirror had showed the Inu-tachi entering the village, but Sango and Miroku had caught the attention of Kanna's master, Naraku. As if the mirror were a TV, Naraku watched all of Sango's actions from when she shyly hid from Miroku to when she left the tavern. He witnessed the entire scenario, practically in stitches from laughter!
Kagura entered the room, her sleepy eyes half-lidded, glaring at Naraku.
"Naraku, you have been cackling for gods know how long! Will you give it a rest?! I am trying to sleep!" She spat.
Naraku continued to laugh, finding Sango's anguish far too hilarious. Kagura narrowed her glaring eyes and brought them towards her sister. "Kanna, will you tell me what Naraku finds so damn funny?!"
"You missed a very good show, Kagura." Kanna answered quietly.
"I'll believe that when you get a mind of your own, Kanna!"
"How can you be so blind, Kagura?" Naraku inquired, wiping the tears from his eyes, recovering from his hysterics. "Can you not see the humor in this?"
Kagura folded her arms, leaning on her hip. "I beg your pardon, I must've forgotten to pick up a program when I walked in to shut you up." She replied sarcastically, and with the same tone, asked for an update.
Naraku ignored her impudence and answered her.
"The demon slayer is wounded that the monk has run off womanizing and goes to a tavern. She hears the monk walking by with the woman he ran off with and upon hearing him ask her to bear his child, gets herself drunk!" Naraku cracked up again. "Can you see the humor in the situation, Kagura?" He asked with a sinister smile.
Kagura rose an eyebrow at him, wondering if it was possible for Naraku to be more of a crackhead than he already was. She once again turned to Kanna for an explanation.
"The demon slayer has feelings for a pervert. Naraku's asking if you see the irony."
Kagura cocked her eyebrow. "Man, does SHE have issues."
Naraku thought and spoke to himself, "I see. Sango claims Miroku has merely hurt her by lying that he cares for her. (chuckle) She does a poor job hiding the truth. Sango has VERY strong feelings for the young monk, very strong feelings indeed. But right now, her bitter anger towards him dominates all other emotions." Naraku chuckled to himself as an idea came to him. "Yes. That would save me much trouble. Rather than cast the stone, why not let the two birds kill themselves instead?"
It was now late at night. The village streets were now empty and quiet.
Sango staggered along a road behind a few buildings back to the house of the village headman who invited the Inu-tachi to stay for the night.
"I wager Miroku already ga' rididat omimous bla'cloud." Sango slurred bitterly. "That phaile-pahilan-philan-philadelphi-......THAT ASSHOLE!!" Sango shouted, aggravated that she couldn't say "philanderer" and because she was really hurting inside. She hadn't felt that emotional pain in her heart since she was in the tavern, but now it had returned, and had advanced to agony.
The intense pain grew more and more. Sango felt incredibly nauseous. She staggered over to the back of one of the buildings and retched up any sake that remained in her stomach. Tears flowed down Sango's eyes as she leaned over. Unable to hold it back, she broke down weeping. Sango stood up, staggered and fell against the building, raising her head up to the heavens, tears streaming down her face like waterfalls. She closed her eyes and lowered her head.
"He tells me he cares, but he doesn't!" Sango uttered under her breath. "He's just a horny lechuva monk. He said he cared, but he doesn't.....you lied to me, Miroku. You lied to me!" Her quiet voice grew stronger and louder; finally Sango lifted her head back up and screamed as loud as she possibly could.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH, MIROKU!! YOU LYING SON OF A BITCH!! I HOPE YOU DIE FROM THAT HOLE IN YOUR HAND!! I WISH THAT WIND TUNNEL WOULD JUST KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!! YOU LYING BASTARD!!"
Sango panted heavily, trying to catch her breath. She threw her head back against the hut and slid down to the ground, slumping over, crying her heart out.
"Usotsuki....usotsuki yo!" Sango wept. "At least InuYasha could make up his mind!"
The pain only worsened. Sango couldn't stand it; she wept more.
"There's a way to erase the pain, Sango....."
A quiet voice sounded in Sango's head. She calmed down just enough to try to listen.
"There's a way to erase the pain, Sango....."
Sango was too drunk to notice the voice wasn't hers, but rather a man's with a dark tone.
"Wha'sit?" Sango inquired in a slur. She was desperate to get rid of her emotional pain. She staggered to her feet, staring ahead at the forest. Sango's hiraikotsu had fallen off her back when she became sick. She tried to pick it up as she headed towards the forest, but it was suddenly too heavy for her. Sango left it behind and staggered into the dark vegetation, almost as if she were in a trance.
"You can erase the pain, Sango. Take your sword....and kill yourself....you must kill yourself to stop the pain..."
The voice coaxed, kindly.
Sango listened as she walked further into the forest, and deeper into a trance. The voice was luring her into a trap, but the alcohol in her system had completely paralyzed her senses, rendering her helpless to resist.
"Right here, Sango...."
Sango obeyed the voice and halted. She swayed and wobbled before finally falling onto her knees.
The memories of Miroku betraying her replayed in her head; her pain grew and she started crying again.
"Miroku, how could you do that....?" Sango whispered inaudibly.
"Sango....free yourself of him....end your life....."
Sango stared before her into space, lost in her thoughts, then she heard the voice again....
"SANGO! SANGO! Where could she have gone?"
Miroku wandered the village, searching for Sango. He had returned to the headman's house a while ago and began to worry when Sango didn't return for dinner.
FLASHBACK
InuYasha, Kagome, Shippo and Miroku sat down to dinner. The headman's wife insisted on cooking for them to thank them for slaying the demon.
"It's no trouble, young miko! I'm just glad it pleases you all! But I wonder, including the nekoyoukai, were there not six of your group, InuYasha-san? I believe the young female demon slayer is absent."
Miroku stopped eating and glanced ahead of him. There was a spot reserved for Sango beside Kagome, but it was empty.
InuYasha and Kagome also took notice. Shippo figured Sango would be back eventually, so he continued to stuff food in his face. Kirara looked up at the empty seat, wondering why her mistress hadn't returned yet. She had told her earlier that afternoon she wanted to be alone for a while, so Kirara waited at the headman's house for her.
"That's strange. I wonder where Sango went to." Kagome asked herself.
InuYasha didn't say a word. He didn't know where she was either, but he knew Sango was intentionally avoiding Miroku.
Miroku stared down at his bowl of miso soup, in deep worry. He knew Sango was a strong woman who could take care of herself, but he couldn't help but worry about her.
The headman entered to check on his guests, his wife asked him if he had seen the female demon slayer since their arrival. He hadn't, nor had any of his vassals seen her.
Miroku's eyes narrowed.
The headman said he would send one of his servants to go look for her when Miroku stood and spoke up.
"That won't be necessary, headman. You all stay here, I'll go look for Sango."
InuYasha glared at Miroku through narrowed eyes as he watched him head towards the door.
"Keh. Damn right you will." He hissed under his breath.
Miroku halted and glanced back at InuYasha, thinking he heard him say something.
"What're you waiting for, monk?! Get outta here and go find her!" InuYasha barked.
Miroku noticed InuYasha's tone was colder than it normally was. He ignored it and exited the house.
END FLASHBACK
That was almost an hour ago.
Miroku had looked all over the village and all around its borders.
He even went back to that spot by the stream several times, but she was nowhere to be found! Miroku was now running through the village, praying nothing had happened to Sango.
Kirara exited the closed tavern, Miroku ran up to her.
"Any luck, Kirara?" He panted.
Kirara shook her head, mewing a "no".
Miroku looked ahead, grimacing his face in worry. Now all kinds of thoughts were racing through his head. Miroku shook his head fiercely, trying to be positive despite the situation looking hopeless.
Miroku walked quickly up the road, his eyes and head going back and forth, looking for even a hint of Sango. Kirara had to jog to keep up with the monk.
She suddenly stopped and stuck her nose in the air. Miroku looked back and saw the nekoyoukai sniff the air. She lead him through an alley to a road behind the village. Miroku covered his mouth and nose as foul stench entered his nostrils. He knew what is was, he had lived with Mushin long enough to recognize the stench of retched sake. Just as he was about to speak, Miroku heard Kirara mew. He looked over to his far left and gasped.
Sango's hiraikotsu lay on the ground behind one of the huts!
Why would she leave it there?
Kirara approached the weapon and sniffed it. Sango's scent was all over that area. She then took a step to the side, halted and growled ferociously.
"What is it, Kirara?" Miroku asked cautiously, when suddenly he too sensed something in the air.
"I sense a great evil in that direction." He thought while looking at his right at the path that led to the forest. Miroku narrowed his eyes. "This evil aura seems familiar.....identical to...." His eyes flew open in fright!
Kirara picked up Sango's scent along that path. Miroku looked at the ground and found Sango's footprints leading down the path. Miroku bolted into the forest.
"SANGO!!" He screamed, hoping she would answer.
Kirara immediately followed him.
Sango continued sitting in place, still too drunk to figure out what was going on.
"If you want to relieve yourself of this pain....you must kill yourself, Sango. Then it will go away forever, and Miroku will never hurt you again......"
Sango smiled in her trance as that last part brought her comfort. Her hand rose from the ground and made its way to the handle of her sword and began to draw it from the sheath.
"SANGO!! SANGO, WHERE ARE YOU?!!"
Sango stopped the second Miroku's panicked voice entered her ears.
"Miroku?" Sango whispered.
Her eyes narrowed as a low growl escaped her bared teeth. Sango then felt her body grow weak, and slumped over, unconscious.Miroku continued running when he saw Sango's body.
"SANGO!" He cried, running even faster.
The voice chuckled sadistically.
Miroku froze and searched his surroundings with his eyes.
"I know you're here! Reveal yourself, coward!"
From the shadows, Naraku emerged, greeting Miroku and Kirara with an evil grin. Miroku saw Sango's body slumped over and brought his blazing eyes to Naraku."What have you done to Sango?" Miroku inquired, his voice filled with anger and fear.
Naraku's evil smile widened as he chuckled again.
"ANSWER ME!" Miroku roared.
"I have done nothing more than lure her here, monk." Naraku answered, coldly. "It's a disappointment you arrived when you did. I would've enjoyed seeing your reaction to Sango's slit wrists because of your insensitivity."
Miroku gnashed his teeth and growled with rage.
"You were going to sacrifice her to cause me more misery?!"
Naraku scoffed, "Oh NOW you care about what happens to her? You were so preoccupied with that bijin you completely blew off the one who truly mattered. Even InuYasha has more regard for a woman's feelings."
Miroku narrowed his eyes, wondering what the hell Naraku was talking about.
"Despite things not going as I originally planned," Naraku continued, "it works out either way."
A pair of red eyes opened behind Naraku. They stepped out from the shadows, revealing itself to be a large sasoriyoukai! Kirara growled ferociously.
"I'll take my leave for now. Go forth and have your way with these fools." The evil hanyou spoke to the demon.
A whirlwind of purple miasma vapors swirled around Naraku as he made his exit. The sasoriyoukai disappeared behind him.
"You won't get away so easily, Naraku!" Miroku lunged toward Naraku, when something zipped through the air and sliced his left cheek!
Immediately Miroku halted and looked to see what that was. His expression changed to that of horror when he did. Before him stood Sango, glaring at him, her gnashed teeth bared. In her left hand was her unsheathed katana, the tip had with Miroku's blood on it.
"Sango..." Miroku uttered in horror.
Naraku's evil laugh was heard in the darkness.
"What will you do, Miroku? Sango will not cease until your body lays cold on the ground. You will have to kill your dear taijiya if you wish to live."
Miroku rebuked the idea, "I'll kill myself before I even THINK that!"
"Allow me to save you the trouble, monk!" Sango hissed and lunged at Miroku, raising her sword.
He dodged her attack, still staring in utter horror. Did Sango just say she would kill him?! Naraku must be messing with his ears!
Sango swung her katana again, almost severing off Miroku's left arm! The battle went on for a while. Miroku desperately blocked Sango's attacks to keep from getting killed and was just barely avoiding them!
Miroku's staff and Sango's katana clashed, each trying to push their weapon forward.
"Sango! Naraku has you under a spell! You have to break free of it!" Miroku pleaded.
"BASTARD!" Sango snarled, "I'm under no spell! I'm under my own free will! I'll keep this up until I've severed off that thick head of yours!!"
Miroku was shocked! She really wanted him dead!
Sango used her hatred of Miroku for extra power to corner Miroku against a tree. He still couldn't get over what she had just said to him! Miroku just couldn't believe it! He struggled to keep Sango's sword at bay, but his arms could hold her off much longer! Miroku had to think of something fast or she would send her sword through his body! His eyes wandered over to Kirara. She stood her ground away from them, growling ferociously.
Kirara looks like she's confused about helping me! Miroku thought. Could she have turned against me as well?!
Before he came to that conclusion, Miroku took a better look at the nekoyoukai. She was growling at Sango! Kirara was sensing something wrong with her mistress and was trying to tell Miroku!
Then it donned on him! Miroku looked into Sango's eyes and immediately saw it! That sasoriyoukai had possessed her body and was trying to kill him through her! Just like Naraku to get someone else to do his work for him! The bastard!
Miroku looked into Sango's dark eyes again, but with an apologetic visage.
"Forgive me, Sango!"
Miroku slid away to the left from underneath Sango's sword, did a 360° spiral downward and sent the staff into her leg!
It swept her off her feet but she immediately flipped in the air and landed back on her feet! Miroku leapt back as Sango swung at him!
"I'll admit that was desperate!" Sango scorned.
"I'm not through yet, demon!" Miroku declared, pulling out an ofuda from his robes, giving the sasoriyoukai inside Sango a fierce death glare. He then lunged forward.
"I WILL SHOW YOU NO MERCY FOR MISUSING SANGO'S BODY!!"
Miroku placed the ofuda on Sango's forehead. The demon screamed as it was exorcised from her body! Miroku leapt high into the air where the demon floated and swung his staff into the demon's head, releasing all of his anger on it! Miroku's force sent it flying away towards Kirara, who transformed and tore it to pieces, also releasing her anger on it for possessing her mistress!
Sango's body returned to its previous state, the sake finally beginning to leave her body, but the demon had stolen almost all of her energy carrying out Naraku's plan. Her eyes rolled up and her body collapsed. Miroku caught her and lowered her carefully to the ground, holding her in his arms. Kirara walked over to them when she was finished mutilating the demon. She looked around and noticed the forest was gone! It had been an illusion created by Naraku.
Miroku held Sango gently in his arms, calling out to her, "Sango! Sango, are you alright?"
No answer.
Sango's breathing was labored, she was exhausted from all that had happened.
"Sango? Please answer me. Say something, anything." Miroku pleaded of her.
She moaned quietly, her closed eyelids stirred, then opened. Sango weakly turned her head towards Miroku, staring up at him through her narrowed eyes.
Miroku smiled happily, "Sango! You're alright! I'm glad!"
Sango rose her hand up to his face, drew it back as far as it would go and swiftly brought it back-
SLAP!!
-against his right cheek.
Kirara winced at the sharp sound that echoed loudly in the air. "Poor guy." She thought.
Miroku screamed, his eyes bugged out as if they'd been knocked out of their sockets!
Okay! I'm confused! Sango's never slapped me THAT hard! EVER! What's going on here?! Miroku thought as he brought his swollen face back to Sango.
She panted from the exerted force and glared at him through her narrowed eyes. A tear escaping the corner of her left eye. The look on her face tore Miroku apart inside.
Anguish. Painful anguish was all over her face.
"Miroku..." Sango whispered, weakly.
"Sango?"
"How could you hurt me so bad, Miroku?" Sango's face showed extreme sorrow as another tear escaped.
It broke Miroku's heart to see Sango so sad, but he couldn't answer her.
"Sango," He answered softly, "I don't understand. What're you saying?"
The sorrowful visage returned to anguish. Sango's eyes rolled up and closed as her body went limp in Miroku's arms. He panicked.
"Sango!"
"Idiot....I hate you, lecherous monk..." She said nothing more and slipped into unconsciousness. Sango's breathing told Miroku she was alive. He had feared she had died of exhaustion when she went limp in his arms.
Miroku stared at her in utter confusion. He had exorcised the demon out of her, yet she still spoke ill of him. What on earth was the deal? Then something caught his attention. He inched closer to Sango and sniffed. He could smell sake all over her!
"She's drunk!" He exclaimed quietly.
He was relieved. That had only been the sake talking, not Sango.
"MIROKU!"
Miroku turned and found InuYasha running up towards him, Kagome right behind him.
"Well it took you long enough to find Sango, Miroku!" InuYasha griped. He then took a closer look at Sango. "What happened to her?" He asked, sniffing in her direction then wrinkling his nose. "She...she smells like that old fart, Mushin!"
"InuYasha!" Kagome scolded.
"What?! She does! Sango smells AND looks like she's drunk!" InuYasha argued.
"She is." Miroku replied.
"WHAT?!" InuYasha and Kagome exclaimed simultaneously.
"Kirara and I found Sango here. I'm guessing Naraku had lured her here, but he actually used her as bait to lure us both into a trap. He had a sasoriyoukai possess her and used he to try and kill me. After I exorcised it, it left Sango exhausted." Miroku explained somberly.
"So what's up with your face, monk?" InuYasha asked suspiciously, after seeing the crimson red handprint on his right cheek. Miroku turned towards InuYasha so he could see the deep cut on his left one also, but then he glanced to the side as he realized that didn't really help him too much.
"I didn't touch her at all, InuYasha! I was just glad she was alright and the next thing I know she slaps me hard enough to knock my eyes out!"
"That explains that echo we heard earlier." Kagome pointed out. "Well let's get Sango back to the headman's house so she can rest. She's got a looong day ahead of her!"
Miroku carefully positioned Sango in his arms and began to rise to his feet when InuYasha stopped him.
"Oh no you don't! You've done enough for her already!" InuYasha retorted.
InuYasha took Sango from Miroku and carried her himself. He then walked off, trying hard to ignore the overwhelming stench of alcohol coming from her. All the while wondering why Sango had gotten herself drunk over that creep.
Miroku got upset that InuYasha had actually taken Sango away from him, but he got very angry with his attitude toward him.
"InuYasha! I said I didn't touch her! I would never try to touch Sango if she's injured!" Miroku yelled.
"I ain't talking about that, lecher!" InuYasha snapped.
"Then what's with you? You've been very cross with me since we came to this village! What's wrong?"
InuYasha stopped and looked back at Miroku demeaningly.
"Damn, Miroku, are you that clueless?"
"Will you just tell me what the hell you're talking about, InuYasha? I obviously missed something!" Miroku hollered, frustrated.
InuYasha explained about what went on while he was out looking for Sango. He sat up on the rooftop and he heard a woman screaming in the distance, cursing Miroku out. InuYasha recognized the woman's voice as Sango's and wondered what the hell was her problem. He remembered she was very upset with Miroku earlier that afternoon and she was finally letting it out. But InuYasha knew something was wrong; Sango would never curse him out like that. Then he caught Naraku's scent and came to check it out.
InuYasha turned away from Miroku, really pissed off at him for hurting Sango, but trying to keep a lid on it.
"Sango may've been wasted, but I doubt that was just the sake talkin', Miroku." InuYasha stated coldly and walked off.
Kagome looked at Miroku, sympathetically. She was sure he didn't mean to hurt Sango, but she didn't know what to say. At a loss, she ran off to catch up with InuYasha. Kirara transformed back to her small size and followed them.
Miroku stood there, staring at the ground, lost in thought.
He recollected hearing the faint yelling of a young woman cursing someone named "Miroku" out, but had ignored it. It didn't sound like Sango.
As he played the memory in his head again, he listened to the voice.
It was INDEED Sango's!
His face paled at the realization of her cursing him like that.
"Sango, you didn't mean all of that....did you?"
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Note:
Usotsuki= liar
Sasoriyoukai= scorpion demon
Nekoyoukai= cat demon
Just in case ya don't know :)
And there ya go!
I'm so happy I updated! I really do hate keeping my public waiting! Especially when I WANT them to see my work!
For those of you enjoying my first angst fic, I'm sorry to tell ya the next chapter will be the last. I didn't intend to make this a long one anyway, but I'm very happy you all liked it anyway!
Stay with me, won't you? I guarantee you'll all love Ch.4!
Now off I go to please my "I'm Goin' To Miami" fans! Ja ne, minna-san!
