I hate the time before Christmas break. I mean could they give you anymore work? I have like a bunch of projects, quizzes, and stuff and then they made me run the mile today! But we got out of school early because of snow so I didn't finish. I am so failing gym… -Is that even possible? - Yes.
Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha, I hope that, that is obvious by now.
They had all left one another for there own lives about a year ago. It had been a sad day despite any feelings of hatred that nay of them had once held against each other.
Sango had settled down in a village far away from any thing in her past. She didn't want those things to come back. And to insure Inuyasha could never find her she lived in a place that rained a lot.
It's not that she didn't like her old companions; it was just that she had been through so much and now that she had finally dealt with her pain she didn't want it to return. The only thing she kept to remind her was the kimono and fan; they were the only things she would allow to remind her.
She took up healing and soon became the town healer. It was great to finally give back life instead of just taking it away. She turned no one away for treatment. Her knowledge of Kagome's time healing made her the best in the entire empire.
Not too long after settling down people from all over the country were seeking her skills. But she refused to leave the village. For those too sick to come and see her she would tell the one who had come seeking her how to heal.
Many men in the village had asked for her hand. She was both beautiful and talented, what man wouldn't want that? She always kindly declined from any offer. Her work was too important to be interfered with.
One day a man with an almost severed arm came to her in need of healing. At once she went to get ready the pain suppressing herbs. "What happened to you?" she asked applying them as quickly as she could.
"I came across the former lord of the western lands. Ever since he gave up his title he has been a mad man!" Sango only nodded. She had heard all the rumors a dozen times before. It was funny that Sesshoumaru was the one keeping her in business.
"You're lucky he didn't kill you. Letting you off only without an arm is very lenient of him." the man nodded. "I was just getting wood for a fire when I bumped into him. Never have I been so scarred in my life. I wish I knew what happened to make him so bloodthirsty."
"There is a chance we can save the arm." She told him ignoring what he had just said. "But I doubt it will ever heal properly." The man nodded. "It's better then nothing. Besides, if I came home without an arm my wife might never forgive me." He laughed Sango didn't.
It took all day to properly take care of the man's arm. When she was finished Sango was exhausted.
"Demon!" came a cry from someone in the distance. "There is a demon coming!" Sango looked panicked. There were no slayers or fighters in this village. She had told no one of her life as a demon slayer. But it seemed like now she had no choice.
Quickly she changed into her old demon slayer attire. She had gotten rid of the boomerang because it had been too big to hide. She picked up her fan from its hiding place. No demon would destroy her new home.
All the people in the town stopped running when they saw her. She was tying on her mask, trying not to make eye contact with the people she had grown so attached to in the past year. "Sango! You can't fight a demon, you will get yourself killed! You're a healer, not a fighter." the head man of the village was horrified by the idea of her being killed by a demon.
"I was born a demon slayer in a village filled with demon slayers. I have only become a healer in these recent times." He stopped walking aside her in confusion and suddenly she was alone.
The demon didn't try and hide from her. It was sitting at the base of a tree waiting. Its eyes down cast and ashamed. Only Sango could see any expression on his face, which was the way it had always been.
"Demon, leave these lands." He was starring right at her but didn't say a thing. "Did you not hear me? I said leave these lands!" her voice contained more authority the it should have.
"Sango…" it was a pained whisper. He stood up to his full height and walked towards her. His walk was agonizingly slow. "Stay back demon who is not worthy to be named nor speak names."
Her fan would in defensive position. "Your heart has grown cold like a winter day." He whispered, not ceasing on his advance. She took a step back even though in all of her demon slaying teachings told her to hold ground.
"Or maybe not." Suddenly he disappeared before her eyes. She looked up to some trees and behind her but would not find him. She felt a hand grab her around the waist. Quickly she turned around, wiggling out of his grasp.
She went to slice him with her fan but he evaded with the utmost ease. "Why have you come to these lands?" she asked while still advancing this her attacks. It had been so long since she had fought a demon and such a powerful one too.
There was the tiniest smile on his face as he stopped evading. The top half of his head was covered with his hair and in the shadow. It was the perfect time to hit him right in the heart. But he grabbed her hand in mid attack and twisted it behind her back, causing her back to be pressed against his front. (I'm not really sure what it's really called.)
All that could be heard was her panting. She had meant to keep up with her demon slayer activities, in case of a time like this but healing took up too much of her time. She remembered her other hand, he hadn't captured that one.
As quickly as she could she jumped and spun, untwisting her other hand and tried to punch him directly in the face. But like how she knew he would grabbed her to her hand and as fast as she had tried to escape his grasp he got her back, even more tightly pressed against him now.
"What do you want!" she yelled, letting her frustration get a hold of her. His breath was warm against her neck and sent chills through out her entire body. The chills didn't stop after a few minuets she started to squirm in his arms, trying to make them go away.
"I've been looking for you." Everything stopped when he said that. Her mind just stopped and her eyes widened. "It wasn't very hard to find you since you have become so… so famous."
"I too have heard of you giving up all your land to that toad." "I needed time to find you. You're the only one who has ever made me hesitate." And that's when she felt it. A thin cold metal sword pressed against her delicate throat.
'When did that happen?' she wondered to herself. It could have been there the whole time and she wouldn't have even noticed it. "I cannot rule my lands and have my weakness running free through the land; I cannot let my vulnerability be shown to others."
Sango felt anger fill through her. "So you're just going to kill me!" and just like that the sword dropped and her hands were free. She still didn't move. She felt his head rest on the back of her shoulder.
"Sesshoumaru?" she questioned, wanting a response but knowing he would not give her one. "I wasn't going to kill you." His voice tired and worn almost defeated even.
His head lifted and she turned around. There he was. His hair was still short like it had been when Rin had burned it off except now it looked like it had been cut with a knife. Still, it was choppy. His clothing was only made up of a pair of black pants and a black vest as well. Bandages covered most of his stomach and part of his chest.
Right away she noticed that the bandages needed to be changed. Otherwise he might get an infection to a wound that looked to be massive. "Apparently after you gave up your land you also gave up your ability to be almost untouchable."
"I fell." He replied simply although she doubted it. He was back in his emotionless state now. Sango sighed. "If you weren't going to kill me then what is it that you were planning to do?"
His eyes lighted up at her question. He looked like a boy who was about to show a girl the most magnificent thing in the world. And he made her feel like the shy little girl who was being shown.
Gently he rested his head against hers. There foreheads pressed against each other. She knew what was going to happen, it had happened many time already a year ago. But when he placed his lips on hers it took her by surprise.
"I was going to take you as my mate, my bride." He replied in a whisper when they separated. There were a million reasons for her to laugh in his face, to go right out and say fat chance but she didn't say a word.
Feeling his warmth and feeling him made her rethink everything she had come to as a fact in the past year. 'Maybe I should say yes and be with him. If he was really planning to kill me like he had those other woman, why would he have waited a year to come back for me? I mean wouldn't he have just done it right when he had the chance?'
Her mind was racing. She didn't know what she was saying but the next thing she knew she was in his arms and already running away to a new life with him. She didn't remember saying yes. She didn't remember his reaction. All she remembered was hearing his heart beat echo in her ears while being swept away. All she remembered was his voice echoing the same question he had once asked her every day. "Are you afraid?"
I am horrible at endings and I truly apologize if it ruined it for you but I do hope you liked it. Please review! smile