Chapter 2: The world through drunken eyes
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The feelings of depression…
The feelings of uncertainty…
It's amazing how when you're upset, you cave in instantly…
Even when you know it's wrong.
Or maybe…
You were right all along…
Sango's laughter echoed throughout Inuyasha's living as the music blared, and at least 43 empty bottles lay on the floor.
Sango had drunk most of them.
Kikyou and Kagome laid on the couch, both semi- conscious, giggling slightly, making a few other occasional sounds at no certain time. Miroku was up dancing, his arm encircled with Inuyasha's, being to drunk to think. There faces red with exhaustion, and their eyes blurry. Amazingly, nothing had been broken even with all the dancing and staggering around, the living room was still almost as it once was.
Sango laughed slightly, at Inuyasha and Miroku pausing as a blurry image of her brother's face hanging limp in Naraku's grasp. Sango whimpered.
She wasn't drunk enough.
Another bottle.
She saw her parents mingled bodies surround in a puddle of their own blood.
Still not drunk enough.
Two more bottles.
Naraku's evil smile as he stood there surrounded by her family's dead bodies, her dying brother.
"Damn it!" Sango screamed, her eyes were glassy now, and her face was red. Everyone had stopped and looked at her as she staged over to Miroku, her footprints hard, slamming against the warm carpet. "I'll never be drunk enough bastard!" Sango said smacking Miroku as he stumbled to the ground, bringing Inuyasha along with him.
Sango stumbled through the door in blind rage, tripping down the front steps and landing painfully on the sidewalk. Sango felt as though she couldn't move, she was freezing, it was bitter cold, she couldn't move, her body hurt, her head hurt, her heart hurt. She wanted to freeze to death. She heard footsteps, as she managed to roll to her side, moaning as the figure stopped before her. He looked down at her scornfully looking her over; she was defiantly under dressed being in a pink tank top, her hair up high. She had soft brown eyes, glazed over do to the carelessness of her drinking. Her face was red from the cold and he decided she looked well over pathetic laying there.
Sango looked up at him, It was a demon no doubt, do to his fine silver hair, tied back neatly, and unusual pointed ears. Sango couldn't really tell what marking were on his face they all appeared a blur at the moment, but she had a well known guess of the demon before her. "Sesshomaru?" She questioned smiling slight as the demon stared at her, kneeling down and gather her up in his arms.
Sango whimpered nuzzling into his brown jacket as Sesshomaru opened the door. Sesshomaru looked around a good pile of around 50 cans laid in the dead center of the floor. The radio blaring enough to wake people up in a different century, his brother had passed out, laying his head up against the chair, two girls were tucked away on the couch, and…another guy laid there dazed, a huge handprint on his face.
"Animals" Sesshomaru growled low in his throat, as he sat Sango down carefully turning off the radio and the lights. Sesshomaru moved through the dark with ease, re-gathering Sango's limp body. Sesshomaru inhaled slightly as he walked up the stairs to his room, taking in the girls scent. He could tell she had drunk most of the bottles, the liquor penetrated through her skin. Any other human would be in the hospital for liquor poisoning, even as of now for a superior demon could hardly detect her scent.
Sesshomaru laid her down on his bed, not with particular roughness or easiness, just set her down. He sat in his chair across the other side of the room closing his eyes as he drifted off into a light sleep.
Right before he gave out completely, he smelt a very faint smell, The smell of strawberries. The human's true scent, Sesshomaru let off a small smile before surrendering to the fatigue his body was feeling.
Authors note: Short chappy, I know, but I'm getting there!! Please keep reviewing!!
Next Chapter: Strawberry kisses. o C ya soon!!!