My Saviour, the Pirate

Chapter 3:

The Charming Pirate

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha©.

Sango cringed in the strong hands that held her and she struggled violently. She was not going to sit here as some person held her against her will without putting up a fight! She continued to struggle and when she realized it was no use, she opened one eye slowly. Her vision was blurry, so she opened the other eye.

Gazing down at her was a boy her age, fourteen years of age, with dark, misty eyes and a charming smile. He had short obsidian hair pulled back in a small ponytail. His skin was a sort of tan and as he smiled, pearly-white teeth gleamed prettily. He's handsome...a tiny voice said in the girl's head. Sango shook that thought and angrily said to herself mentally that she would not fall for some boy such as him.

Sango looked at him again.

The boy grinned.

Okay... Sango said to herself. Maybe he's decent enough...but I shall certainly not fall in love with him!

Little did Sango know that she indeed would fall in love with this charming young fellow.

"Hello there. Sorry to startle you, my friend and I." the boy said. He gestured behind him as a second figure stepped out. Sango couldn't believe it. 'No...she told herself. 'No, it—it can't be!' It was. The snowy-white hair and the amber eyes gave it all away. This boy was friends with InuYasha (thirteen ½ years old).

"InuYasha?" Sango asked, disbelievingly. InuYasha's face dropped.

"It's...it's you!" he gasped.

"You two know each other?" the other boy questioned with a flat tone.

Sango pulled out of the boy's grasp and hugged InuYasha, who flushed in embarrassment.

"I wanted to tell you thank you, but you had already left! Say...why aren't you with your crew?" Sango chirped.

"They left me. Those bastards..." InuYasha scowled. "But, well, since you know me already and I know you...well, not your name."

"I'm Sango."

"Right, I knew that." InuYasha said. He jabbed his thumb towards the dark-haired boy. "This is Miroku."

Miroku grinned boyishly and held out his hand. Sango accepted it, hesitantly, and didn't realize what was going on when she felt a hand where it shouldn't be...

"PERVERT!" The chestnut-haired girl screamed and threw Miroku over her shoulder.

"Damn, you're strong..." InuYasha mumbled as he watched with wide eyes. He inspected Miroku as he bent down. "You knocked him out unconscious!"

Sango grinned nervously and rubbed the back of her head.

"Well, he was asking for it..." she murmured timidly. InuYasha shook his hands.

"No, no, no! Don't feel bad! He's well known for that! He needed to be taught a lesson! And you sure did teach him one."

"Well, uh, okay?"

Sango sat beside Miroku, who had just come to, and InuYasha at the harbour and theys talked for hours. She never found out the reason why they were out this early and the two boys never found out why Sango was out this early. Sango happened to glance at the town square clock and gasped. It said 9:00 AM and the morning mass had begun. It was a Sunday and Mrs. Higurashi always woke up this early for church!

"Oh no!" she cried. "I'll see you later! I've gotta get back home!" Home. That word would never seem the same. Home...Sango was going to look for her home and she had gotten so caught up with Miroku and InuYasha she forgot about it and the time! 'No matter... she thought. 'I can always look later! I just hope I can get back without being noticed I was gone!'

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As the door creaked open, a young girl's face poked around the corner. She dashed up the stairs quietly and entered Kikyou's room. Kikyou was still asleep. Sango sighed in relief. Mrs. Higurashi must've decided not to wake her up, since she had a terrible day yesterday. The girl clambered into bed—she still had her pajamas on, she hadn't realized she walked around town square and talked to InuYasha and Miroku with her pajamas on; it was a good thing that they hadn't said anything—and fell asleep instantly. She was very, very exhausted and it was quite relaxing to be back in bed.

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"Knock, knock..." a sing-song voice rang through the door. Mrs. Higurashi had decided 11:00 'o clock was late enough for Sango to wake up at. She snuck a glance to the opposite side and saw that Kikyou was gone. She must've gotten up for church, Sango reminded herself. She heard Mrs. Higurashi depart from the door and she decided to finally get out of bed, even though it was tempting to stay in it, for it was very chilly in the room.

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Sango sat in the kitchen at a round cherry-wood table and silently ate her breakfast—biscuits with jam and sausages on the side—as she watched Kagome run away from Kikyou, who was fuming at Kagome and held a soaking wet bra in her hands. Sango decided she didn't want to get mixed up in their own mess. They were sisters; they should handle it like other sisters do.

"KAGOME! I am going to kill you! Ohh, when I get my hands on you, you little brat..." Kikyou hissed.

"Kikyou, don't chase your sister around the house, you're bound to break something, dear."

"Mother!" Kikyou scowled and rolled her eyes.

Moments later, Kagome apologized to Kikyou for soaking her undergarments.

Sango snickered under her breath. What a busy morning this had been...

A black-haired boy glanced around the corner and swiftly hid back behind it. He must be careful, the boy thought. His people weren't very welcomed here in this town... He turned and walked along the corner and found another boy with snowy-white hair, amber eyes, and dog ears sitting next to a garbage can and a rat raced beside the black-haired boy's feet. He jumped. Rats weren't his favorite animals...

"InuYasha," Miroku started. "What are we going to do now? After all, where to go? Our crew just abandoned us and left on the ship. I can hardly imagine what the captain will do." He shuddered as he tried to imagine it.

"Feh, who gives a damn anyway? Screw the captain for all I care!" InuYasha scoffed and rolled his eyes.

Miroku sighed.

"Whatever you say, InuYasha..."

He had an empty sort of feeling. It felt as if something was missing from his life. Just one more thing to complete his happiness. But what was it? Could it be that he missed the sight of his beloved Sango? 'Wait a minute,' he thought. My beloved Sango? She's not even interested in me nor is she mine to begin with. Am I really starting to develop newfound feelings for her?'

The boy's head turned to the sea and he stared out at it in awe. The sea somehow reminded him of Sango. You can never tell what the sea can do nor can you control it. That's how Sango was. That was something he admired in her dearly. 'I wonder...do I really love Sango?' And that last question stayed in his thoughts for a long while.

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GRRRRRRR! I am so ticked off at QuickEdit! It kept eating my punctuation marks! EVIL! It doesn't let me use asterisks, underscores, squiggly-lines, and now my apostrophes!! I hate it!! sighs I think it just hates me. Anyways, I know who the captain is! And I might say who it is or give a hint in the next chapter, and if not the next chapter, then it'll be soon enough. Anyways, please review.