PHEW! Okay this is the fifth chapter I believe. I may make this fiction a Mature, but I am not sure yet.
Chapter 5 – The Soft Side of Sango
Sango followed her leader's order.
NO! Please no! I don't want to kill him! No go back! Kill Naraku instead! Her mind shrieked for Miroku's sake.
He was hanging limply on the tree, pinned by the Hiraikotsu. His face had specs of blood on it, and his lip was cut and still was bleeding.
His arms and legs were cut severely, so he had no strength in him anymore. He didn't bother looking or glancing at Sango anymore. He knew it was time. Time for him to
perish and die along with the other monks. He knew that he had failed his task to destroy Miroku. The monk also couldn't find a woman, but he wanted to be with one certain one.
Sango sauntered slowly over to Miroku. Her feet stooping the ground of dust and leaves.
Sango tried to fight back, but the shard was taking control of her. Her feet kept on
striding proudly until at one point they stopped. Miroku was looking at her now, and saw
her hesitating a little bit. Her eyes didn't look evil or menacing. They looked fearful and scared.
She started to breath deeply as if she just had a heart attack of some sort. Then she started whimper and gradually stepped backward.
Eventually Naraku noticed this.
"What are you doing you wench?" he then unleashed on of his slimey tentacles and it was high up in the sky, then it descended quickly to Sango's ankles and it whipped against her ankles, tripping her.
She landed on the ground with a thud, eventually she coughed off a little bit of blood. She was now facing Naraku and she helplessly crawled toward him.
The demon slayer was regaining herself again.
Redeeming herself of what she really is. Miroku watched her in awe and relief
. Naraku growled loudly and his tentacle wrapped around her waist and raised her up high into the dark horizon. She did not struggle or murmur.
Sango closed her eyes as if that was the only resolution to the nightmare.
"You do what I say you pathetic girl!" he boomed, and harshly slammed her down to the ground, making some of the trees murmur.
"Sango!" he exclaimed, hoping that she was back to herself and that she was okay. She tried not to make a sound, but she groaned in defeat.
Sango struggled to get back on her feet. Now she was facing Miroku and she was about four feet away. She hobbled over to him.
"Kill him." Sango readied her sword. Miroku examined her. Her suit was torn up in certain places, her face was blotted with blood and dirt.
Her hands were trembling with fear. Her hair was tied up but was dirtied up and a bit mangled up.
"Kill…..me…" Sango said weakly still limping over to him.
"No Sango!"
"Please…. Kill….me….before I kill….you"
"Sango please! You've got to fight it! Please Sango! I can't hurt you. I can't kill you."
Now Sango's face was merely a few inches away from his. Tears threatened her brown eyes. He hands uncertain of what to do.
"FINISH HIM!" Naraku bellowed throughout the forest. Birds flew out of their nests, creating lots of rustling.
She lifted her hand that had the sword in it. It trembled like a terrible earthquake destroying the whole city. Tears leaked out of her eyes breaking Miroku's heart.
"I'm….. sorry…" she choked out of her mouth. The sword glimmered in the moonlight beautifully dangerous.
"NOW!" Naraku roared at the demon slayer. Miroku closed his eyes wishing that this had never happened, that he would be living with Sango.
The sword striked.
Her sobbing became uncontrollable and she cried over Miroku. There was blood on her hands and her face. She gripped his robes in dismay and grief.
"YOU IGNORANT GIRL!" he roared like lightning and thunder crashing at the same time, frightening the creatures of the great twilight. His tentacles pushed her out of the way.
She landed on the roots of the tree, her head bumping against the hard root.
"I'll finish this pest." he snarled with disgust. Sango stared at Naraku and then stared at Miroku. His tentacle getting ready to really finish Miroku off.
It shot toward Miroku like a diligent arrow fired from a bow that was wielded by a versatile person. The monk gritted his teeth together waiting for the excruciating pain to arrive.
But before it reached or even touch Miroku, Sango clambered up to him again and shielded him by pressing her chest against her Hiraikotsu, and her head on his shoulder.
His eyes were closed. He then heard a grunt that was familiar. Miroku opened his eyes as thought it was day light again.
His eyes widened again, and his breathing became quick. There he saw Sango with her head against his shoulder clinging onto her giant boomerang.
He felt tears on his shoulder that was seeping through his robes. Anger conjured up in him as he saw Naraku's tentacle in Sango's lower back.
She became rigid as he retracted his tentacle slowly. He retrieved his tentacle and chuckled deeply, and turned his heel and walked away into the dark oblivion of the forest.
"NARAKU!" he shouted back at him. Sango then slid down the tree bringing down the Hiraikotsu, freeing Miroku aswell.
She moaned in pain.
Miroku slipped down and immediately cradled Sango in his arms.
He looked deeply into her eyes. They were normal again. There were still some tears in her eyes that were not shed yet. He then glanced at her wound and shuddered at it. It was deep and major.
Miroku tore some material off of his robe and wrapped it decently around Sango's stomach.
He then brought his face toward her ear and whispered hotly,
"I need to get you to Kaede's hut." he winced painfully as he picked Sango slowly as if she were an expensive fragile vase.
He started to sprint and run as fast as he could, not caring about the wounds or cuts he had, only for Sango. He ran to the direction to Kaede's hut.
After a perilous journey, Sango was still alive. He arrived infront of Kaede's hut, knocking quickly.
"Who's knocking on me door at this time?" she was of course, cranky. The door opened.
"Miroku! Oh my goodness! What happened to Sango?"
"Gomenasi Lady Kaede but I can't tell you now."
Blah! Finally finished Chapter five