SS:Why must u torture me Erika?! TT

Saki: U should never've given her ur user name...

Sry for nott updating for the half week. Weekdays I got h.w. and chores and on weekends my brother comes to my house from collage and plugs in his laptop and takes the internet connection. Damn him. Gomen minna-san. And arigato to all who reviewed.

SS: I own nada. On with the fic.

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Sango's Nightmare

Mew. Soft purring was heard near by. Sango's head was pounding seriously. It hurt just to wince or open her eye even slightly.

"Kirara?"

"mew"

Kirara liked her (or his?)master's wounds. It stung Sango's body badly. She rested there for a while ton recover from her pain. Sango opened her eyes slowly. The skies around her were... red? Textures of purple mixed within the red. Sango looked at the surrounding's before her. It was a battle field. Many dead men laid everywhere. About five young women where killed also in the man slaughter.

"Oh my..."

The field Sango was in was entirely covered with crimson blood. (Always say crimson cause crimson is my fav red!)

Dripping of blood was heard. It echoed in the windless air. A very slow shuffling can be heard. Sango looked behind her.

"Mi....Miroku..." Sango whispered. Her eyes grew wide to see the monk before her. There was a deep slash across his chest and his clothing were ripped. A slash ran from his forehead to his left cheek. Slashes. Bloody slashes ran down his arms. They made mixed patterns of X's From the corner of his lips were droplets of blood. It trickled down his chin a dripped on to the bloody grass. Sango's eyes filled with tears. She slowly got up. Sango put a hand on the scar on his face.

"Who did this Miroku? Where is everybody else?"

"Sango. I must go now. I love very much. Everyone is dead. And I soon will follow. I don't want to leave you but I must. Goodbye..." Miroku's words soon turned into whispers. His eyes closed slowly. His trembling figure dropped down onto the blood stained field. The one man Sango loved died. Died right in front of her. Tears streamed down her face. Her gaze never left where it had been before. Miroku's death played over and over. Her heart shattered into a million pieces. She had lost all the people she had loved. Her family... her friends... Miroku...

"Miroku... u idiot. WHY DID U LEAVE ME ALL ALONE! I have no one now. How am I suppose to move on. Why is this all happening to me?!" Sango fell to her knees. She clutched her head as her memory of the deaths of her loved ones. Her family dieing... her brother dieing... Miroku dieing. Tears ran down her face faster. She sobbed and tried to comfort herself.

"This isn't happening.... this can't be happening... but, this pain... it's too real. Time will never heal this pain inside me. (Got it from My Immortal, Evanescence)

Vioces of her friends and family echoed in her mind. Images began to play. They all called her name. The cheer in there voices...

It pained Sango more and more as she thought of her friends and family.

"Mew" Came Kirara's calls.Kirara leapt to it's masters arms.

"I only have you left Kirara... Why does this pain me so much? I've lost all my hopes. I can't even avenge them from Naraku."

Sango got up and slowly walked across the cromson grass. The only thing that went through her head was Miroku. She repeated his name over and over in her mind.

"Sister..." a fimiliar voice came. Of course, it was Kohaku (Duh. Sister). Sango's head tuned to where Kohaku's voice had came from. Kohaku walked out of the shadows to show his face.

Kohaku held a blood stained chain sickle. His whole outfit was covered in crimson blood. Fresh and dried.

"Kohaku... You killed everyone?"

"Yes. It was I. I am sorry but my mission for Naraku is to make your life miserable." Kohaku's voice whispered.

"You musn't listen to him. You don't need to follow his orders!" Sango yelled.

Kohaku's hand trembled. He dropped his arms to huis sides but still had a firm grip to his chain sickle.

"I'm sorry my sister..." Kohaku whispered.

Kohaku disappeared.

"Kohaku..." Sango whispered.

A pain shot through her body. She looked down and saw Kohaku's sickle through her chest.

"Kohaku..."

Sango's breathing grew fast and short. She dropped t her knees and fell down and her face met the dirt. It pained her that her own brother is killing her but she was happy that her life is ending so she won't have to face any more pain from the world that seemed to be against her. -Miroku...I'm coming...-

Reality

Miroku had awoken a few moments after he was "sucked into his own void". Sweat covered Miroku's body.

"It's... all a dream..."

Without any moment to spare, Miroku got up and searched for his companions. He ran place to place.

"Miroku..." a small whisper broke the sinlence.

Miroku about faced and walked slowly and saw a figure os Sango. She gasped for air. Miroku was worried for his 'friend'. He did not want Sango to feel any harm. Miroku shook her and tried to wake her up. He shouted her name multiple times.

"Miroku?" Sango whispered. Her eyes began to open. They smilied at each other.

"Miroku. Your still with me..."

"Of course I am. I will always be with you. No matter what Sango."

Sango smiled. Their faces began to get closer and closer. Sango blushed a deep shade of pink/red. Thier lips finally (fianlly!) touched. They shared a soft yet passionat kiss. They broke the kiss 15 seconds later. Sango's blush became deeper and Miroku was grinning.

"Come on. We better find Kagome and Inuyasha." Miroku suggested as he held out his hand.

Sango accepted his hand and said "Alright."

The two walked hand in hand in searched for their other companions.