I'll Find You

Authors Note: Warning this IS mostly fem slash. Also if you are offended by religions other than your own (in this case Wicca) you might not want to read this. Rating for violence, sexual content, language, and suicide. Before you read I would like you to know this is a true story of what happened to me and my ex-girlfriend.

Chapter Five: Forbidden Lovers

The phone was ringing inside Sango's kitchen. It was me calling her I had put off calling her all week. I was frightened all of a sudden of being turned down, but eventually my best friend had dialed the number for me and threw the phone at me. And I was about ready to hang up when I heard Sango's sweet voice at the other end, "Hello?"

"Sango?" I question my voice getting a little shaky.

"Hey. What's up?"

"Nothing. Schools going to start soon and we probably won't be able to see each other as much. So I was thinking we should do something together."

"Like what? I don't have any money."

"Don't worry about money. I'll take care of it. I was thinking we could hang out with my friend Amaya Friday and Saturday we could go to the movies, shopping and then back to your house if it is okay."

"Okay. How are we getting there?"

"We'll pick you up around four."

"Alright. Bye."

"Bye." I said quickly hanging up the receiver as if frightened if I didn't soon she would decide she couldn't go.

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It was half an hour past four and Amaya still wasn't at my house. I paced in the driveway for another half an hour before she pulled up.

When we pulled up to Sango's house I jumped out and grabbed her bag from her, "I'm so sorry we're late" I said apagogically.

Fifteen minutes later we arrived at Amaya's house. It was a beautiful evening the breeze was cool and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. We sat on the large trampoline in the front yard chatting and taking turns practicing back flips and other random jumps. Eventually our attention span was fried and we were bored again. Four vehicles were in the driveway, besides the cars were three dirt bikes and a golf cart. After Sango got the hang of it, Amaya got us suits and helmets.

"20 laps around the pond!" Amaya screamed over the roar of the engines.

We took off with Amaya in the lead. The track wasn't that difficult just around the pond through a small patch of forest and out, around the horse barn. Only a few small jumps which as I noticed Sango decided not to attempt yet. It was steadily getting darker and darker out we were having so much fun racing we didn't notice the dark clouds that were approaching. A down pour started and the ground was becoming soaked. We pulled up next to each other and foolishly decided one more lap to decide the victor and then we would go inside. I was turning making sure to go just a little faster then Amaya. My determination to win was strong that I foolish decided to go into full speed on the way out of the forest I attempted a small jump only to have my bike slip in the mud. I was thrown off and went skidding across the ground landing in the pond.

Amaya and Sango stopped diving into the pond to get me. Amaya was the first to reach me pulling me out of the water.

"She okay! She's breathing!" I could hear Amaya's muffled screams but for some reason I don't know if it was shock or what I couldn't respond to her. My lips moved but no sound came out. I gave into the darkness that was enveloping me.

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When next I opened my eyes I was laying in my bed (or to be exact the guest bed I sleep in while at Amaya's) with Amaya and Sango sitting on either side of me. I looked up at the two only to notice that I wasn't properly dressed to put it politely. I clutched the blanket to my chest and sat only to be forced back down as my body screamed in protest at the movement. Embarrassment showing in my face as I realized that my hair was damp, and smelled of the strawberry shampoo I could always smell in Amaya's hair.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"About two hours. You were very lucky you know it could have been much worse than it is." Amaya lectured.

"I know. It was stupid I'm sorry."

She smiled warmly, "It's okay. Come on Sango help me get her in some clothes so we can go get something to eat."

Slowly they helped me into a pair of Amaya's black pajama pants with hot pink frogs on them and a matching spaghetti strap shirt. Each putting an arm around my waist and helping me onto a rolling computer chair which they then rolled out of the room to the kitchen. We sat in the kitchen eating cookie dough, ice cream and other junk foods while talking and laughing which made me wince in pain. Before we knew it it was four in the mourning. They helped me into bed and Amaya left me and Sango alone.

"Are you sure you are okay?" Sango asked me.

I smiled at her, "Don't worry about me. Its my fault for being so stupid. "

She got into bed snuggling close to me and resting her head on my shoulder. I stroked her hair slowly falling asleep.

They next day when I woke Sango was still sleeping, so I slipped out from under her and made my way to the living room finding Amaya already wake waiting for me.

She handed me a plate with pancakes on it passing me the syrup, "So…when did you and Sango become a couple?"

I choked on my food eventually managing to answer, "How did you know?"

She smirked, "I don't know. You two just seemed…I don't know how to explain it. So when did it happen?"

"It didn't really…well I mean neither of us like asked the other out…it just happened."

Amaya nodded smiling to herself. We talked for a while longer before Sango came into the kitchen. We were only there for a little while longer before Amaya dropped us off at the mall.

I looked at Sango and said two words, "Hot Topic?"

Sango nodded and we walked towards the store hand in hand with people staring at us oddly on the way. We stopped in front of the store to buy some roasted nuts from the nut stand in front of Hot Topic. We hid behind the walls to Hot Topic randomly popping out and throwing the nuts back at the nut people or just people walking by. Eventually we ran out of nuts and decided it try on some bondage pants mostly just for the fun of it until Sango found something she really liked. It was a pair of black bondage pants with chains hanging from them and neon blue stitching. I bought it for her as a gift…and so she wouldn't attempt to steal it. We left the store and continued down to the book store. Sitting at a table for several hours reading and copying spells, rituals and things from a Wiccan book. My dad was parked at the front entrance of the mall, so we jumped in and left for Sango's house. We hid in Sango's room most of the night until her parents went to bed then we decided it would be a good idea to sneak out for a swim. The next day I kissed Sango goodbye telling her I would call her every night and ran over to my grandfather's house to wait for my father.

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Summer slipped into fall. Fall slowly slipped into Winter. Sango and I had rarely seen each other during the school year so far thanks to Sango's father being so uptight about grades. She had been grounded all the time. Her father said she wasn't even allowed to talk on the phone because C's weren't good enough. So Yule, a Wiccan holiday occurring in the winter a few days before the Christian's Christmas, slipped by without us being able to spend it together. It was Christmas Day the temperature was well bellow zero, and it was snowing fiercely. I stood in front of the gates to a graveyard it was already dark. I jumped the fence and walked up and down along the tombs. Some people would be frightened to be alone in a graveyard at night. But I wasn't. I found it rather calming. I stopped once I had found a small rather beautiful tombstone. The stone was marble and had a beautiful shine to it. Engraved were vines with roses on them winding their way from the bottom all stopping around the inscription.

The inscription read:

Larissa Mai

Mother

Sister

Daughter

Friend

09-13-84 to 10-2-02

May her soul finally rest in peace.

The girl buried her was my cousin. She had just turned eighteen when she died. Larissa used to be the pride and joy of the family, strong in her faith, good grades, an extremely talented singer, but most importantly she was uncommonly kind. She went out of her way to help people and she tried her best not to judge and be as open minded as possible. But slowly she had began to change. She started sneaking out of the house to go out partying with her friends. She was doing drugs and drinking it wasn't until one night when she found out she was pregnant that she stopped and came back to her senses.

The family moved and she was going to the same school I was while she was pregnant. There I was her best friend. She made new friends, but not as many as she had in her old school. After her son which she named, Drake, was born she began to go out again. It wasn't as much as she used to and she didn't start doing drugs again only drinking occasionally. She met a man who claimed to love her very much, but she didn't much return the feelings. Her ex-boyfriend the father of Drake had asked her to marry him and she had excepted. The family was so excited about the marriage and for awhile Larissa forgot all about the man named, Michael, who loved her so much.

One afternoon she came home to find that everyone was gone. They had taken Drake only nine months at the time to the zoo. She left a note on the table saying she would be back soon that there was something she had to do. Little did she know she would never again return to the house, never again see her beloved son. Infuriated by the news that Larissa was leaving him for another man, Michael slit her throat. Not just once but five times. They had found her dead in the middle of a field close by a park. By the scratches that covered her hands they could tell she had fought him in an attempt to return to her son. Unfortunately she had lost that battle.

I begin to cry as I remembered the day I had heard the news that the cousin that had always favored me was murdered. I had ran from the house refusing to believe the news. It had been pouring that day as if the earth was crying for her. I left a single white rose on top of the headstone and turned to leave. Standing behind unnoticed had been Sango and I was still crying. She ran to me and wrapped her arms around me as I sobbed. She held me tightly for the longest time stroking my hair. The snow had lightened by now to soft small snowflakes.

I looked up into her beautiful eyes, "I love you."

"I love you too, Kagome."

We kissed passionately wrapping each others trench coats around the other. Lost in the passion of the kiss. Lost in each other.