Shinju: Thank you! I was so happy to get all those reviews!
Sango: Thank you Fred the Mutant Pickle! Our Faithful Review! And now for author responses!
Shinju: I don't own Inu-Yasha and never will. But I do own Cho.
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Lalalala: Miroku's thoughts
Lalalala: Cho's thoughts
Lalalala: Sango's thoughts
Sango twitched in her sleep, then rolled over. Cho watched her, growing more and more impatient. There were things that had happened, they needed to go! She needed to wake up NOW damnit!
She took a deep breath, and then mentally screamed as loud as she could. WAKE UP NOW!!!!! GETUPGETUPGETUPGETUPGETUP!!!! Sango jolted awake and glared at the other girl.
No need to be so LOUD! And I wanted to ask you how you and Hoshi-sama met. Demons and monks are not the most common mates you know. Said Sango, more than a little upset at being woken up.
I think that you should ask someone else…he left a while ago you know. Went back to my…grave, I suppose. Kagome and Inu-Yasha shouldn't come with us. There is a person in the village that would tell you everything you wanted to know. Hop on the fire cat and go. Leave a note. Said the other girl, avoiding the topic smoothly. But her spirit flickered slightly, as though she was upset.
Yes, lets go. Why are you so upset? Did I say something wrong? She asked, afraid that she had upset the dead girl.
No…my current self has half my soul, which she functions well with, but I can feel the worst of her pain. She got hit just now, and I could feel it. But what you said just now…you sounded so much like my little sister. Said Cho, sounding slightly sad.
Where is she now? Was she sad when you died? Was she the one who called you Cho? Asked Sango, aware that her sentences ran on to no end, but curious enough to do it. She had hardly noticed getting on Kirara and flying through the sky towards a certain village.
She died, a while before I met Miroku. Naraku had her killed, along with her mate. I wasn't there, and came back to my twin's corpse lying on the ground, with her mate still hanging on. He told me, but he died. She did call me Cho. And I called her Chi. Cho and Chi. Sango and Shinju. Coral and Pearl. Black and White. She was reborn as my twin, but I chose to leave half my soul here, which means that I can't see her. I can't talk to her, and when I go back, then I will remember nothing. Not you, not Miroku, nothing. She whispered, a ghost tear falling down from her face. And then, it solidified, glittering black woven in with glittering green. Sango found that she could pick it up, hold it, even feel the texture.
Sango. What kind of demon ARE you?
Shinju: Well? Suspense eh?
Sango: Yup!
Shinju: 2 new reviews before next time!
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Shinju: BYE!!