The Final Installment - Have you Forgotten?
Wow. Umm…
I AM SUPER SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO GET THIS UP!
Please forgive me. My school needs to die because that is the main reason I couldn't write that much.
Oh yeah. The title. This ish the last chapter because I am brain dead, and therefore cannot think of a good end for the plot line. Yes, I am beating myself up because of this. Feel free to grab a stick and whap me up-side the head.
…or not.
It had been two days since Miroku had been stabbed by the cursed demon, Naraku. Sango was still convinced he was on the verge of death, even though he was coherent again, and claimed he was getting better by the moment.
Thus, a week or so had past, Sango hunted demons for them to eat while they tried their best to get back to Inuyasha and Kagome. Miroku was able to walk for the most part again, and he was pretty much his old self, except for the huge gash on his back and the soreness when he lied down.
Sango on the other hand was feeling quite out of place. She often found herself arguing with a 'voice' in her head. Miroku grew concerned, for he would walk up to her and she'd be growling threats to a nonexistent being. But when the problem ceased for a day or so, so did his worrying.
Perhaps he should have been concerned when he was attacked again.
It was just before dusk. The sun was a flaming sphere of burnt orange at the edge of the horizon. Sango sighed after she took a drink from a stream they had stopped by. For once she felt happy.
But after the water slipped down her throat, she coughed terribly, and then managed to steal a glance at her reflection upon the water. The collar that had appeared when she retrieved the sword from the monk's back was burning darkly around her neck. A voice thundered in her mind, and she screamed, trying to make it stop.
"This is what you get…you shouldn't of saved him… Honestly; your tactics are only angering me. Now surrender your will and destroy Miroku," The voice commanded. Sango fell limply, and when she woke, her eyes had a certain murderous look in them.
Miroku was staring up at the sky which was rapidly fading to an incredibly gorgeous shade of green and blue. He then saw the demon-slayer return, and he spoke, "Ah…Sango you have returned! Come now…where are we to travel tonight?"
She drew her blade, and Miroku raised an eyebrow in confusion. Needless to say he got it when she tried to slice his head off.
"Sango!" He cried, jumping away quickly. "What the hell happened back there?"
She said nothing, but her eyes showed a thousand words of hate and pain. She threw her sword at him again, but he blocked the strike with his staff. A great clang echoed in the forest as the two impacted.
The fight continued for many more minutes, with Miroku getting more and more damaged as time pressed on. He wasn't attacking Sango, because in his mind he continuously reassured himself that she would come to sanity soon enough. But his thoughts proved false.
Sango struck the monk on the left side of his neck, and he grunted as the blow hit him. "I don't understand Sango…why…?"
She leapt at him again, but he managed to grab her shoulders and pull her tightly to him. She screamed and twisted madly under his grip, but she could not escape his grip. "If attacks won't save you…" He whispered.
Their lips met.
Sango screamed again, but could simply not escape. Miroku didn't seem to be enjoying the kiss, but he felt desperate to get Sango back. He drew back, and then shoved the girl away. She stumbled backwards and cried out.
"You cannot free her anymore…" A frighteningly altered version of Sango's voice boomed. "Her freedom lives no more. Whatever tricks you are trying to win her affection with are simply not working. And I particularly have no interest in getting involved."
"No…I just don't get it…why can I not save her?" Miroku whispered.
"Die…" She hissed, throwing the Hirikotsu.
Miroku was hit in the side, yet he didn't try to dodge the blow. Instead, he stared Sango down, looking deep into her eyes beyond the fire in them.
Innocence. It can be so easily converted into hatred and pain. Sango cried out angrily, and attempted to throw the boomerang again, but missed. She grew angrier by the moment, but could not move from the monk's gaze.
"Fine…" She said with great difficulty, "I'll…just…destroy her…myself…" Sango then rose her sword above her chest, and attempted suicide.
Some how the monk had managed the pull her away from the insanity. He knocked the sword from her grip with his staff, and then he tripped her with the end of it. While she laid on the floor, out for only a brief moment, she looked like the fallen angel he dreamed of so often. He smiled, and then when she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was his persistent stare. Her eyes grew wide at first, and then the blinked.
"What…?" She whimpered.
"I knew it….because Naraku can't meet our glances he made that the solution to our curses…" Miroku whispered.
Sango gasped. She then sat upright and cried, "Did I…?"
Miroku nodded.
"I'm so sorry…you know that I would never attempt to kill you…" Her voice then dropped, "unless of course it was absolutely necessary because of your perverted instincts…"
The monk chuckled stupidly. "I'm just glad you're back…" He said light-heartedly.
Silence stood between them for a split-second. Then the echo of a slap rang in the trees.
"You idiot. You really think I'd let you do that now?" She screamed. Sango then rose and jumped atop Kirara, as if nothing had happened.
Miroku laughed as he did every time after groping her. He found it amusing. Sango then grabbed his arm as her demon cat took to the skies. The monk clambered on behind the demon-slayer, but rather than putting his staff under her arms, he tested Sango and slowly placed his hands upon her hips.
At first Sango gritted her teeth, but after she saw him peer over her shoulder, she sighed and blew it off. After a few moments had passed, he had curled his arms around her waist. She bit her tongue slightly, and smiled like a young girl in love; the girl she really was.
The End
Well I hope this wasn't too stupid of an end…(told ya it would suck) I'm already in the process of creating my next Miroku x Sango fic…haven't really though of a title for it, but it's gonna be something…different.
I will tell you that Naraku will play a big (and extremely bad) role in it though! Keep an eye out for it!
Oh yes! Thank you so much for reading Have you Forgotten?! I hope all you readers enjoyed it! Sorry for any parts that seemed confusing…I have a tendency to think a plot through nine thousand times and only write parts of it, expecting everyone else to know what I had in my head. Thanks much for reading this insane writer's fan fics, and giving such nice comments!
