A/N: hey you guys, guess what? i updated:D and i know that ur probably not all very happy wit me cus it took me so long! All of you guys have been great and patient and i really really luv u all and appreciate everyone one of u! I have started this chapter and would of continued but decided that it would perhaps be best to leave it for now and update my story!

I truly am sorry for the wait you guys and I hope at least some of you can forgive me for the long wait! Well enjoy the chapter you guys and review plz and thank you!

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cookiiex: heheheh thanx...and umm i know i kinda waited a little to long on my updates here neh? lol u r silly, but in a good way! well i updated for ya...and sadly i don't think i will put in anyone else in this story...i was thinking of something put i never really gave it much thought...but for now its just sango and youko...i'm looking forward to ur stories too...hehehehe can't wait till u update there bud.

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Chapter 4:

The morning light drifted through the alleyways, brightening them up as the early birds sang their morning song, waking the neighborhood for another day. But this day seemed different then those ordinary wake up and go to work days. A small trace of evil energy that began to build up within the hours.

A dark cloud quickly hovered over the rising sun, and the morning light quickly returned to its nightly darkness, giving off an uneasy presence within the city. Souls stirred, and nature hid back in its place, as if hiding from something terrible.

Everyone was aware of the danger that lay before them, everyone except two peaceful souls entwined in each others embrace sleeping, unaware of what may happen.

Youko felt her stir within his embrace. He loosened his deadly tight grip on her, and instantly she snuggled closer to his masculine body. And once she was content she would purr in delight from the warmth and love.

He smiled down into her beautiful face, stroking her cheek soothingly as he waited for her to awaken. Her soft tender skin against his hand was making him even happier with the night they shared. She was truly a piece of art, and he had her.

She stir once more before those bright brown eyes opened and gazed into his bright yellow ones. She smiled widely at him and rested her two hands against his chest, while his were still securely wrapped around her waist.

"Good morning love," he whispered soothingly.

"Mmmm….good morning," she replied, taking one of her hands to play with his silver locks.

"Perhaps we should think about a future together?" He smirked.

"Mmmm…..perhaps," without thinking she replied to his question, but almost instinctively she snapped her eyes opened and moved to sit up. The sheet that covered them both slide from Sango's body and landed on her lap.

"What is it Sango?" he asked worriedly when she moved so quickly. It nerved him to no end seeing her like this, and he was almost scared as to what she might say.

"N-no we c-can't! I can't have a future with you, or anyone at that matter!"

"W-what? What are you talking about, of coarse you can!"

"You just don't understand-!"

"What's there to understand!" He snapped.

"I'm not free to do as I please! I'm owned by an evil named Naraku that could take over the world if possible. I can't let that happen, and I most certainly can't let anybody else interfere. I'm his slave and I do what I'm told! He'll kill me and he will most certainly kill you too if you try to stop him. If I don't retrieve that gem then-"

"-Its all about that damned jewel! This whole thing was just for the fucking jewel! The only thing you care for is your own damned life!"

Kill her!

A small voice in the back of Youko's mind kept pushing him deeper, further and further off the edge, whispering the two single words Kill her! A new presence taking full control of him as his eyes became a dull yellow, almost as if he was possessed.

Before Sango could recover from the shock, Youko had already attacked her.

She barely dodged the attack, sending herself to the side to avoid the punch that was thrown at her. And before she had time to recuperate, another attack was sent towards her and she went flying into the far wall with a sickening crunch.

Tears formed in her chestnut brown eyes as she stared at the only person she had opened up to, had only loved as he glared hatred towards her.

T-this was not supposed to happen. I didn't want it to be like this…I-I thought he would understand that if Naraku was destroyed, we could have been together…I had no idea that…Sango had enough of it, she jumped high up on the pillars, jumping from one spot to another until she reached a little window on the roof.

Taking one last look back she whispered ever so slightly "I love you" before leaving an overly quiet room behind, and an overly stunned Kitsune.

"W-what?" He whispered, his mind clearing up. "What h-happened." Taking a look around the room, at the broken furniture, the smashed wall, and an empty bed where he last saw her…

"N-no, what happened! Fuck who did this?" He screamed, so almost the whole neighborhood good hear him.

And almost instantly he remembered…. I'm owned by an evil named Naraku that could take over the world if possible. I can't let that happen, and I most certainly can't let anybody else interfere. I'm his slave and I do what I'm told! He'll kill me and he will most certainly kill you too if you try to stop him….

"Damnit it was Naraku that did this! She must be going back to him then…I-I have to stop her! And I'll kill that damned demon to do it!" not wanting to waste anytime, he left the room as it was, messing and broken, and ran out the door in an unimaginable speed.

"I don't understand how this could of happened! The fucking demon was in my mind, controlling me as if it was himself…damnit she must of thought…" he left the sentence hang, and sped up in faster in hopes of catching her.

The scent was faint, it had been raining when he had sprinted out of his home, the rain washing the sweet smell that could only be recognized as her. It was hard for him, but the faster he went the more he could smell her scent, and as he got closer he slowly began to recognize her aura, it was just a matter of time until he reached her.

Wet streaks ran down the sides of both her soft cheeks, making it almost impossible to tell whether it was the rain or her own tears, the only clue given was the salty smell that hung thick in the air around her, the rain not being able to wash it away.

It was true though, she had been crying for quite a while now, and yet she still had more tears to shed as they started to burn her eyes. She couldn't stop it, all the stuff she had been bottling up most of her years had finally let loose. Her form now made her seem, at her own disappointment, weak.

Weakness….it was something she had tried to avoid all these years, shutting out all form of contentment, love, bliss, and mostly everything and everyone else, making her seem emotionless. It was hard perhaps to shut everyone out of your life, putting up barriers after barriers to hide what was underneath.

But in one little moment they all came crashing down, one by one she lost them and started opening up to the one person she thought she could trust, that she could love, and in that same little moment it was all washed away, the hope she had felt, and the love she thought was reachable.

He had taken her heart right out of her body and ripped into a million pieces, throwing it on the ground and stepping on it like it was nothing but the dirt beneath his feet. She could see it now, him looking down upon her with that cruel smirk of his.

"NO! He wouldn't do that…he j-just wouldn't…" as much as she tried, it just got harder and harder to believe that he didn't mean it, that it was a common mishap.

How foolish of her. She let him have his way, she let him in her life, let him have her and he used her like a puppet, and once he was done he threw her out, left to rot away in her own pain and despair.

But through all this anger she is feeling now, she knows that deep down she will miss him, miss everything about him. His soft silver hair that flowed nicely down his back, and his body, his tough and strong, yet soft and gentle body. How his hands caressed her, his claws racking over her skin delicately. But those eyes is what she'll remember and miss the most. How she could easily get lost in their depths…their color that shone like the moon itself and the way they showed the love…the emotion….

'Wait! His eyes…when he attacked me his eyes were not the same. They were somehow different, void of all emotion! Is it possible that it wasn't him, that perhaps it was another that had taken control over his mind, his body and made him attack me?…'

She stopped abruptly, the rain quieting down until it had completely gone away, although their dark black clouds still roamed over the city. Her mind was all over the place, from trying to figure out what was wrong to thinking about how relieved she was that it was not completely him that attacked her.

'His eyes had a red tint to them that was barely noticeable…and I know of only one person with those same haunting eyes…'

"Naraku!" she hissed out.

Almost as if on queue a thunderous sound was heard, and it wasn't just the dark clouds that were making that sound. Someone was approaching and didn't seem to happy as well either. A strip of lightening crashed down in front of her, forcing her to shield her eyes from the force.

Once the light had gone down, she was able to lift her arms out of her view, only to wish she had kept them there. Naraku stood before her, in the exact same spot the lightening had struck, a small smirk was plastered on his face. He stretched out his arm towards her, as if thinking she would take it.

Boy was he mistaken. She looked at him and his pitiful hand in disgust, backing away slightly so she was a little more away from him. "Pull back your hand bastard," she spit out at him, her face never faltering. "If you believe all come back to you then your badly mistaken!"

"Hmmm…" her replied, taking back his arm. The smirk on his face never shifted as he began to advance toward the hunter, taking slow predatorial steps. But within every step he took she moved back to keep the same distance as it was before.

She would of moved back more too but a tentacle sprouted out from Naraku, capturing Sango in an instant, preventing her from moving backwards anymore, and Naraku brought her up to him.

"You have been, how should I say this…a nuisance! If you had done what you were told and retrieved that jewel for me, all would have worked out for you, but I doubt I could say the same to that fox. But because you foiled my plan, I had to resort to taking control of his mind."

"So it was you, you bastard!" She gritted her teeth when he squeezed her more tightly for her ignorance.

"Yes it was me, but it would of worked out better if you came back with my jewel…"

"I didn't come back to you Naraku, I would never return to you!"

"Is that so…" before anything else could have been said, he threw her towards the nearest building, bones cracking at the impact of the bricked wall. Her body shook slightly from the force of the throw and if not for her years of fighting she probably would have been knocked unconscious, but she slowly and shakily stood up from her spot, using the wall for support.

Her breathing was ragged and she coughed out blood, the copper taste still lingering in her mouth. Her hand clutched her abdomen, her eyes shut and teeth clenched together she stood up straight to face Naraku the best she could.

His smirk faltered for a moment, he become irritated at her ignorance, at her will to survive and fight him, not that she'll be much of a fight now. Her already weakened state wasn't helping her chances at winning, and in due time she would be passing through the gateway from this place, whether it was heaven or hell.

Another tentacle shot out from Naraku's body and headed straight towards her. She didn't have time or the ability to move fast enough to dodge the oncoming attack. It happened so fast that she could barely register what had happened. Naraku's tentacle shot towards and had sliced up her side and at the same time sent her flying back into the same wall once again.

'For sure that attack would have at least rendered her unconscious!' But slowly her beaten up body still rose from its place on the ground, displaying her will to live. 'Damnit she just won't die…no matter I'll end this quick enough…'

And he had not wasted that time too, not waiting for her to completely get up and shot forth yet another one of his tentacles, but this time it was different, different for he had not even come close to Sango before someone else had blocked his attack.

He was close, he knew he was, it was, in an estimated guess, about 15 or 10 minutes away where she should be. But something was wrong, something wasn't right. Her scent was there but so was another one, and there was also the distinct smell of copper…which in this case only meant…blood.

In which the answer had finally registered in his mind he sped up some more in hopes that she would still be alive, that it wasn't her blood that flooded the nightly air, but deep down he knew he was wrong.

Reaching the top of the hill he spotted to figures below, automatically recognizing the one to be Sango and he had only one guess to figure out who the other figure was…Naraku! But as he watched Sango try to stand, and get knocked back against the building, he felt his own blood boiling inside of him and her ran down towards the two.

As if in slow motion, he saw that bastard Naraku pull back one of his tentacles, getting ready to send another blow towards Sango. Nooo! He cried in his head, and as if in response his legs moved even faster, and just as the tentacle was thrown, he was there to block.

He grabbed onto it, the force of the attack sent him skidding backwards some, kicking up dust and debris in the process. But still he held onto the tentacle, fear of it still hitting Sango, who was by now on her shaky feet.

"G-get out of here," he managed to say between gritted teeth. He wasn't going to be able to hold it for long and she was still in harms way.

"No, this is my fight and I'm gonna finish it!" in more of a whisper she added, "I'm not going anywhere without you."

"P-please…" but it was already too late, he couldn't hold it much longer and let go, but in an instant he turned around and grabbed Sango around her waist, lifting her up as they jumped out of the way.

She held on tightly to his shirt, fear of being dropped while in mid air as the cold night air brushed against their forms. It wasn't until she was most certain that she was safe and they had landed on the nearest rooftop that she had loosened her powerful grip on him. The still shaken Sango steadied herself while stepping away from Youko.

"You came…"

"Of coarse I did!" she didn't get to finish before he quickly interrupted her with his reply, "that wasn't me back there…it was Naraku he took control of me-"

"I know…I figured it out but as I did, it was too late!" he would of answered, replied to her that it was never too late and he would come back to her, but her lips that were firmly pressed against his silenced him, and he kissed her back with the same longing as she had.

They broke apart from the lack of air they received, and Sango blushed slightly, leaning her head against his. Both smiled in content and happiness of just being in one another's arms, both being safe as they put it. But they weren't safe…not yet anyway, and Naraku's voice brought them back to reality.

"That is all very touching but I would like to resume this fight and hurry up and kill you. I have matters to attend, and things to destroy," his words were followed by a brief laughter, and he didn't wait for any more interruptions as he attacked.

It was so fast and abrupt that almost both didn't see it coming, but whistling sound of the fast approaching tentacle gave them the chance to move in time. Sango and Youko parted, jumping in different directions to avoid the attack thrown at them.

Sango, who had jumped to the left, had stumbled upon her landing, rolling to the side in the process. And this little incident was taken to advantage too, when Naraku appeared above her form, and evil smirk playing upon his retched face which only meant no good to Sango…

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-sweetthing88