Hey people!!! It's me here with my second ficcie!!! I'm way not done with my first fic but I just want to try something new and yeah. So anyways this is mainly a Sango/Miroku fic…
Summary: Sango lived a normal life. Her mother was one of three triplets in their family; on the triplets' birthday an accident happened that changed everything for Sango, leaving her with nothing left except memories. She's hidden away from the world, is there somebody who can change her mind and look back at all the good things, and forget about the past?
"Sango, come on get ready we have to pick up your grandmother, and you know how she is, if you're not properly dressed then she starts to bark." Her mother said. "Yeah, yeah, yeah…" Sango trailed putting down her cereal and walking up the stairs into the bathroom to brush her teeth. She had already taken a bath so all she needed to do was to pick out what to wear, well more like find something really girlie for her grandma. When she was finished she walked into her room.
She dug into her closet trying to find something, she didn't want to wear a dress so the only thing left was to wear a top that showed more skin than a regular tee shirt. She pulled out a long lavender halter top with the left side ending at her hip while the right side ended half way through her thigh, forming a horizontal line. She groaned, "Why the hell do I have this again?" she asked herself. She then took out a long navy colored denim skirt with a slit on the front that stopped one inch toward her head than where the long side of the halter top ended.
She looked at herself in the mirror and she shuddered, the outfit made her look nothing like herself. She took the bottle of lotion and started applying lotion to the places of exposed skin. She walked back to the mirror, grabbed her brush and started on her hair and finished it off with large silver hoop earrings.
Sango turned to the door where someone stood laughing at her. "What's so funny?" Sango asked. "You. I remembered when mom was like that to me, she wouldn't even let us out of the house if we didn't dress like that." Sango's mother laughed. "Do you think I like this?" Sango complained. "Do you think I did?" her mother questioned, "I went through it, and now it's your turn." Her mother ended with a chuckle. "Whatever." Sango said. Her mother turned to leave and quickly told Sango, "Unless you want to go bare footed Sango, hurry up because the cars ready, and so are we."
"Yeah, I'll be there in a couple. I know I'm forgetting something, I just can't remember." She growled in frustration, "Never mind." she walked over to her closet again and took out a pair of black leather sandals, put them on quickly and rushed outside.
When she got outside she locked the door, and walked to the car. She took a seat in the back, while her father was in the driver's seat, and her mother in the passenger's seat. As they left the drive way and entered the street Sango whined, "I have to dress up just to go to the airport?"
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Sango sat by herself on a bench while her father waited for her grandmother's luggage, and her mother doing some paperwork at a desk. She watched as a lady looking like she had just come from an office wearing heels, a knee length skirt, a white polo shirt, a blazer, deep makeup, and strong perfume walked up to her, that lady was indeed her grandmother. She stood up and hugged her grandma. Her mother came back with a few papers in her hand. Sango's grandma soon walked circles around Sango, "Good, good, good." Her grandma stopped in front of Sango and glared at her, "Wait a minute… You're not wearing any perfume!" her grandma hissed.
Sango turned to her mother who shrugged and started to laugh. Sango turned back to her grandma who started lecturing her, "How do you expect to get married if you don't dress, smell, look, and act like a girl??? What are is your mom buying you?" Sango's grandma turned to her daughter, "Zanela aren't you buying her perfume? And she also has no makeup on, what the hell are you buying her?"
"I do buy Sango cosmetics and perfume, but I don't put it on her. She's grown and she can do that herself." Sango's mother stated. The grandmother then turned to Sango, "If what your mother says is true, why are you not using them?" Sango thought about what to say, "Because I only use it for special occasions." When she finished her sentence she knew she made a wrong move. "Special occasions?!?!?" Her grandmother boomed, "Are you saying that meeting me is not a special occasion?" the lady sighed knowing that it was going to be hard to put something through Sango's thick skull. "Zanela, where is that husband of yours? I have arrived and I have not gotten a greeting from him. That is pure disrespect, no man will disrespect me. Very well then, if he chooses it to be that way, he will not get one word out of his mother-in-law."
"I have attended work today, but only for awhile, then I boarded the plane, I was in that plane for an hour and a half, and first class isn't exactly what you call first class. I am tired bring me to your home." Her grandmother spoke. "No matter how old mom gets she still wants royal treatment." Sango's mother whispered to her, which she replied with a low giggle.
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The grandmother, mother, and daughter soon arrived in front of a red SUV. The luggage had been put into the car, which was already started and ready to leave. Sango, and her mother have entered the car, but her grandmother stood in front of the door waiting. "Opps…" Sango's father exited the car and opened the door for his mother-in-law to enter. "That took you long enough." His mother-in-law criticized, when he closed the door gently after her. When everyone was set the car drove back to their home.
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Sango had been the first one to enter the house, and waited for her grandmother leaving the door open for the lady to pass. "Oh, no Sango, you don't have to do that, I can do that myself, and besides that's a man's job." her grandmother stated, as she charmingly walked into the house.
The woman turned to the door which was still being held open by Sango, "Zanela what are you doing? He can take care of the luggage himself, and Sango you are not fit to hold a door, come in and relax."
"Yeah Zanela, I can take care of this myself, but she seems mad, what did I do again?" he asked his wife who replied, "You forgot to say "Hi" to her." She left him as he pulled the two luggages from the back and took them inside, he exited again and pulled out a large box with the approximate weight of fifty pounds and brought it to his home.
"Whoa, grandma, you're staying here for only a week and you pack for like a month." Sango said half way up the stairs. "Sango where the hell are you going?" her grandmother asked. "Need to change!"
"And why?" the lady asked annoyed, "Your clothes are fine, why do you need to change?" Sango didn't answer; she just went into his room. She quickly changed into a light blue tee shirt, black mid-thigh shorts, and white sneakers. She rushed back down stairs, "Sometimes it seems like I can never get through to your head." Her grandma said shaking her head.
"Sorry grandma but it's just the way I am." Sango said plopping herself onto a couch in the living room. "Whatever, I just don't expect you to go out like that in public, okay well, you still look like a girl so it's okay. For now…" her grandmother said opening the large box.
The lady pulled out five pieces of clothes that were folded neatly, she handed the clothes to Sango, "Okay, these are dresses, and I know your not very fond of them but it would be really swell if you did act like you're a girl. And you do, which is good, but it would be better if you did it more often." She nodded and took the dresses out of her grandmother's arms.
She unfolded them one by one and her grin grew broader every dress she unfolded. When she was finished and folded the dresses back and hugged her grandmother, "Thanks grandma, they're beautiful." She took the dresses and walked up stairs to put them in her closet.
She sat down on the wooden oak table Indian-style, and smiled at her dad's and grandmother's argument. "Do you think I am stupid or dim-witted?" Her father raised his hands in defeat, "No, I'm not saying that." Her grandmother looked away, "Humph! Do you think I would not notice that you did not care to greet me? And then you act as if nothing had happened?" Her father sighed, "No, I was just really busy getting the luggage, and then you seemed angry in the car so…"
"So, what?! Your sentence isn't finished. And did it occur to you that maybe if you greeted me then maybe I would not be in such a foul mood?" her grandmother folded her arms. "I'm sorry." Was all her father could muster up to say.
"This is a waste of my time, I had come here to celebrate my daughters' birthdays, and meet up with the rest of the family. You will not, I repeat, you will NOT ruin my vacation, do I make myself clear??" She snarled. He nodded, "Yes ma'am." She scoffed, "Don't just stand there, get my luggage and put it in the guest room."
He nodded before taking her luggage and heading into the hallway on the first floor and placing the lady's belongings into the first empty room.
He had returned to the living room, "How was your trip ma'am?" She looked at him oddly; she placed a finger on her chin to display that she was thinking, "Well it was boring of course, what's left to do on a plane except sit down on you ass doing nothing that could be of any use. They ask you turn off your laptop, and then they don't have a decent selection of movies to choose from. I'm starting to wonder if first class is really what they say it is. Use your common sense fool! Would you have a good time on an airplane?"
"Sorry for asking…" He mumbled, "What did you say?" She glared at him, "Nothing." He shrugged walking into the kitchen.
"Tomorrow's the big day! It's going to be great like always. The others are coming tonight and tomorrow morning right? It has to go right to plan." Sango said starting to worry.
Her mother laughed at her, "It's okay Sango, they'll make it, and like you said tomorrow's is going to be great." Sango smiled. "Look at the time, we have to go pick up your Aunt Zandrine at the airport. Maybe we should have just stayed there, and there's also going to be more, yeah we're staying there." Her mother declared.
"I don't like Aunt Zandrine." Sango said. "Again?" Her mother asked while her grandmother asked, "Why?"
"Because this one time when I was nine and they and to go somewhere, she had to baby-sit me. Then she was all like "I hate you. You better not show your face around me before something happens." And then yeah I didn't, but we bumped into each other and she said, "Didn't you hear me before? I said not to show your face around me! I'm going to let this go this time, but you better watch out." And then when you guys picked me up, she said "Oh Sango, one of my favorite nieces! I'm going to miss you, come back soon!" That's bull shit, she's just fucking hiding. What just because I was nine didn't mean I was stupid, what exactly did I do to her to make her hate me?" Sango asked getting of the table and placing herself on a couch.
"You know, out of you triplets, she's the only one that I hate."
"Sango…" her grandmother said. "Don't worry about it mom, Sango's just imagining." Her mother assured.
Her grandmother nodded. "Sorry mom, but you guys can pick up Aunt Zandrine, I have to go to make some phone calls for tomorrow." Sango said walking into the kitchen, grabbing her dad, and pushing the three adults out of the house.
When she ensured that the adults were gone, she sat back onto the couch. "Whatever… Did it occur to anyone that I did that a week ago?" She chuckled and flipped through the channels.
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"Hey Sango, I'm gonna leave for a while, I'm going to pick up the triplets' bouquets, and then I need to buy more balloons for decorations. I'll be back in around an hour, okay?" Sango's father stated quickly making his way to his car. "Yeah I got it dad." Sango replied. She heard the engine start and the hum of it fainted as the car left.
"Grandma! Is the cake going to be delivered or do we have to pick it up?" her grandmother chuckled, "Don't worry about anything Sango it's all under control, worrying will do hell to your face and hair, calm down, we do this every year, and you still haven't gotten used to it yet?" Her grandmother laughed.
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Sango's father stopped in front of a large green house. Her went inside and started walking around.
His wife, Zanela's favorite flowers were Gardenias, large white waxy flowers with a sweet fragrance. His sister-in-law, the second oldest of the triplets, Zandrine preferred the Laelia Pumila, four inch flowers of rose-violet color with deep crimson lips and yellow ridges. And the youngest of the triplets, Zana, liked White Camellia flowers with their glossy dark evergreen leaves and large flowers.
He walked around the green house, he had already found the Laelia Pumilas and was on his way to finish off his little shopping. He stopped when something caught his eye. He observed the person who was clearly new to the job, since he ignored the large sign that said "No Smoking"
The young man huffed in the smoke from the cigarette and when the young man's name was called he threw the cigarette bud somewhere between flowers. Sango's father shook his head and dismissed the thought of maybe the bud wasn't turned off properly.
As he walked around in search, a familiar scent came into mind, and soon the alarms went off. Smoke filled the place, and orange flames were now visible and enlarging every minute. If someone had come to turn off the fire while it was small maybe this event would not had been happening.
People were screaming and running around frantically, the exits were nowhere to be seen and the ceiling was falling apart. Sango's father walked all over the place and bumped into panicking people. He knew that they just had to remain calm and wait for the firemen. But all hope was lost when a column crumbled and fell atop a lady around her early twenties.
He watched in shock as she screamed in pain, he wanted to help but everything was happening too fast. While he stood there traumatize, a shelf behind him gave under the fire and was starting to fall. He turned around and watched as it fell, he walked back just in time to elude the fiery shelf.
The continuous sirens of the fire trucks could be heard over the cracking fire, but the sirens were still faint meaning they weren't there yet. The sirens had not changed its tone, meaning they were stuck. The traffic must have blocked their way, and by the time they arrived everyone would be dead.
The girl under the column was freed and now unconscious, someone was carrying her while the other person yelled for everyone to calm down. The man yelled, "Well find a way out, everyone just needs to cooperate!" Then an idea hit Sango's father, he turned back around to where the shelf had fallen and saw the glass wall. The wall was only glass and could be broken with something hard.
He called out to the man whom had stopped yelling. "Look! The walls are glass if we can find something to break through it then were safe outside!" The other man thought about it and signaled for the other man carrying to girl to give her to someone else. The two walked over to the older man, and the one holding the girl earlier spoke, "I saw crowbars in the back but it would be too hot for us to touch."
Just then the man yelling, took off his shirt and started hitting the flames on the fallen shelf. The other two understood what he was up to and followed him. One most of the fire was gone they lifted the shelf back up to its original place. They took one last glance at it before pushing it against the glass wall.
The wall was giving in and so was the shelf, they pulled it down for it's uselessness, and saw that the wall was cracking. They had no time left and pushed their bodies to the wall. The glass broke and the fresh air could be smelt. Once they had gotten everyone out safely, they headed to the exit only to find that it was blocked. The sirens were now closer meaning the fire trucks were here. The three sat stood there waiting for the firemen.
They introduced themselves, the man carrying the girl spoke first, "I'm Houjo." Sango's father spoke next, "I'm Marimoto." Then the man yelling took his turn, "I'm Ryu, so what brings you guys here?" Houjo said, "Hiding from my girlfriend, she won't expect me here." They turned to Sango's father, "Flowers for a birthday." He looked at Kyung, "I like flowers." The three chuckled at his answer.
The firemen were calling for their attentions, they walked calmly to the people in suits, knowing that they'll make it out alive. They were halfway there when the entire ceiling collapsed on top of them. Everything else went black.
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Sango and her older cousin were shaking each other violently, "Give me the balloons!" Sango growled, "They're all in the sky now!"
"Why can't you just cooperate, stupid fuck?!" Sango yelled. The phone that had been place on the table earlier rang, Sango walked up to it, "Hello?"
"Yes, may I speak with the owner of this residence?"
"Hold." Sango walked to her mother and handed her the phone, "Yours." Sango's mom took the phone, "Hello?" Sango watched, "Yes this is she." Sango then changed her mind and walked to the food table to snatch a quick grab of spring rolls. Sango snapped it in half and shoved it all in her mouth before chewing it.
"WHAT?!" Her mother bellowed at the phone. "DON'T GIVE ME ANY CRAP!!!" Sango quickly finished what she was eating and walked to her mother who had the most worried expression on her face. Sango waited and watched as her mother was now trembling. She dropped the phone and dashed to the car.
"Mom!" Sango called out getting no response from her. She picked up the phone and noted that her mother was gone, "Hello?" Sango asked wanting to know what was going on, but all she heard was beeping noises meaning the person hung up. Sango sighed thinking her mother was just over reacting.
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Zanela weaved through the cars on the road. "Fuck! Why the hell does the hospital have to be so far?!" She suddenly stopped in back of someone whom had stopped because of a red light. She growled in frustration.
She turned the wheel leaving the waiting long line of cars and drove forward on the opposite lane. It wasn't such a good mood since there were so many people and she ended up having to quickly get out of her way.
Driving as fast as she could handle she moved to the other lane to find out that she had merely scratched another car on a side. The person stopped and honked continuously, Zanela turned back to look, still driving as fast as she was.
She turned back to look at the road when a loud horn was blown. She gasp and panicked, she froze where she was and the large carrier truck hit her head on.
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"Well we can just say you're lucky to be alive. As goes for the other two. Now what happened is that your lungs are punctured and we gave you oxygen. Don't breathe too hard, everything will be fine." The doctor told Marimoto hoping he understood what he just explained.
"We've contacted your wife-" The doctor was interrupted a nurse came in, "Doctor a car accident has been reported, they'll need you downstairs, the person will be arriving soon." The doctor didn't waste any time and hurriedly followed the nurse.
The doctor arrived and they were already taking the person away. "Sorry doc she's declared 'dead on arrival', she was hit really bad." The nurse handed the person's i.d., the doctor scanned it and shook his head. He headed back to the room they had left Marimoto in.
"I have some bad news." The doctor paused, "When we contacted your wife, she had been really worried. So worried she wanted to be here as soon as she could. Apparently doing so she took risks, and she collided with a truck." Marimoto eye's widened, and his breathing became heavy, but no words came out of his mouth when he tried to speak neither could he get up. All strength was drained away from him.
"I'm sorry but your wife is no longer with us."
Marimoto started choking, "N-n-n-no-o." He managed to say. "Not tr-r-ue." He coughed. He pulled the wires off of him and weakly got off the bed. Tears flowed out of his eyes, "I'm not going to live like this, and I can't make it. Tell Sango, we'll always be there…" His body crashed to the floor and the doctor placed him back on the bed.
He had no more pulse, wife and husband, lost in one day.
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Sango walked back to the food table and grabbed another spring roll. The other two birthday girls had arrived and were chatting with relatives and friends. The phone rang, but before Sango could answer it her grandmother got there before her.
Her grandmother was lost for words, and crying was the only thing left.
Okay that's Chapter 1, it doesn't have all the sad parts yet but yeah. Maybe the next couple of chapters will be sad still and yada yada.
So anyways yup! R&R people!!!
