Chapter 8: Reunion

Authors Note: Updating again, for some reason I think if I start putting a little more effort in this story it'll be better, so I'm going to try working harder on this one, just let me finish A drunken tale. Then it'll be easier. Well hope u enjoy the update!

Sango could feel the blade piercing at her scar as the tears rolled down her cheeks, running down Kohaku's neck and into the center of his back running over the shard. Their was a searing pain in her back as the blade pierced the skin, her head falling over her brothers shoulder, the blood running down her exterminators outfit pouring from the old wound and it was as if within that moment, Sango had given up hope.

It was grim really because if this was Kohaku, it was only his soul and that would mean…even his soul was now corrupt.

"Kohaku I…" She berried her head in her brother's shoulder as she opened the blade at her wrist. 'I don't want to kill my brother! But…it doesn't MATTER what I want. Because it's…it's the right thing to do.' The blade dug into her brother's back just as his sickle was in hers. Her brother let off a soft gasp as the shard popped from his soul, but it was not a jewel shard that was in Sango's tiny hand, tied behind her brother's back it was…

"Midoriko…sama?" Sango whispered holding her brothers dead departured soul in her arms.

Inuyasha watched the images, dance and play across his mind in a careless fashion. Inuyasha watched 'he's trying to make the pup think…he's worthless but it's… it's not all…" as Inuyasha thought one of the images began to flicker and him being released by Kagome came into play, the thousands of others, of meeting Kikyou, being with Kagome, meeting Miroku, Sango, and Shippo. Kaigashii's tears slowly becoming to a stop.

"See Kaigashii? I know if I can find happiness, I know…a good kid like you can have a good life" Inuyasha whispered and for a brief second, in the dim light of the faded memories you could see a small tear brimming Inuyasha's golden eyes.

Looking around the memories though Inuyasha be surprised to see, there were lots of memories of Sango, and for once he struck in shock. As of thinking 'why are there so many of her?' and within that moment Inuyasha discovered something that may change his life forever.

"Mommy?" Kaigashii said pointing to a particular figure of Sango holding Kohaku's lifeless body, or what seemed like a body of Kohaku. 'That's right' Inuyasha thought 'In this…world we'll just souls….wait does that!' Inuyasha thought racing towards the image, caring Kaigashii tightly in arms.

"Would you like to…save your brother?" The small glowing figure of the past priestess said as Kohaku's soul shimmered and disappeared, Sango pulling her hand closer to get a better look at the miko.

"Midoriko-sama….I…I can't." Sango said looking to the side, her bangs covering her chocolate eyes, hiding the pain behind them.

"Why not? I'm a fragment, you can use it even if it will corrupt it'll save your little brother" The miko said obviously, she was curious. Any other human would be doused with greed ready to swipe the jewel to gather their selfish wish no matter what the cost.

"Kohaku…was already corrupt…he never asked for what happened to him….he never deserved it…" Sango was quiet for a while looking towards the sliver of the miko's soul, "I wouldn't wish to cause pain on anyone else, I wouldn't want Kohaku to live that sin again and I wouldn't want anyone else to have to lose someone especially because of my younger brother….and I know…Kohaku wouldn't have wanted that either."

The miko seemed to pause and look to her lovingly, "Your not a miko?"

Sango blinked a few times causing a few tears to fall as she looked to her confused. "No, I'm a exterminator Midoriko-sama"

"Oh don't take me for a fool Exterminator-san I knew that I'm just surprised"

"Why?"

"I have never met a human who wouldn't take a sliver just to have something for themselves, and as for you, I can not say yet but you have truly deserved something great."

And within that the priestess was gone.

Inuyasha bolted forward, he could see her now sense her, somehow during their short separation he had somehow been attached to Sango, for the memory Kaigashii had pointed out had been an unfinished one an unseen one.

"Sango!"

Inuyasha's Pov

I could see her now clearly, blood dripping from her back and I knew outside back in our world her wound had reopened, and my arm was still most likely bleeding in the outside world, maybe even permanently damaged but it didn't matter. The slayer he had grown to; was on her knees, her hand on her face, he could smell the salt in her tears, the metal of her blood on her back, and it drove me crazy and I knew in my heart I had changed.

Since I had come in here with Sango, I had felt nothing but concern for getting back and now when I think about it, I know in my heart if we never were to get back or if were to be stuck in this realm forever, aimlessly jumping running for our lives being nothing but endless pawns. I wouldn't want to be in here with anyone else.

"Sango" My voice was a bit more soft as I set the child in her arms, and she looked up at me with those tear strung eyes and smiled. "Thank you Inuyasha" I'm not sure what came over me, and to this second I don't understand what came over my body, but I felt my arms wrap over her fragile body and pull the two to my chest.

"Inuyasha" she said my name so softly, as she gently pressed her head into my chest. I could feel the relief that swept over her body as I held her in my arms. She felt safe with me… and I found myself thinking that I'd always protect her from now on and forever that we'd… I shook my head mentally.

Sango and I could never be together, she had…she had Miroku. And I have enough problems with Kagome and Kikyou. It was just how it was, no matter how I thought this was what I wanted, the more I thought this would never work.

I'm not sure how long we sat there, her in my arms, and I'm not sure how long it took Kaigashii to fall asleep, and I'm not sure how long I had ever felt so relaxed. All I remember was the feel of her soft warm lips against my own, and I could only pray that it wasn't a dream.

Authors Note: What do you think? better? I like it!