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A/n: I am terribly sorry, but my time on the internet has been cut yet again. School is starting for me soon and I am only allowed to go on for projects. So I'll be multitasking.

Chapter 9:

Won't you wake up?

Sango's P.O.V.

I woke up, and my eye site was still blurry. My head was thumping with pain. I groaned as I sat up, my body aching with pain. The room was dark, as my vision became clearer. I slowly looked around, the room was plain, and by the light gray shade of the room due to the lighting, I think I was back into the hospital.

Lights were turned off and when I looked by my side, I saw two chairs. How did I get here?

I suddenly remembered, the fight, me being kidnapped, Miroku and Inuyasha rescuing me…and…Miroku taking those bullets for me.

My eyes widened and tears started pouring out of my eyes, for I not bother to put on a mask and act tough. Miroku might be dead. It'll be my entire fault, my entire fault. I couldn't live to know my beloved one was dead.

"Sango, are you awake?" a gentle voice asked me. I slowly turned my head and saw Kagome standing at the door way. "Ka…Kagome…" I said weakly. My voice was dry and croaky from the lack of water.

She quietly walked over to me, and gently pushed me back into bed. "You shouldn't get up just yet, maybe in a few hours, its 7:30 a.m. You we're unconscious for about 12 hours I believe." Her voice was a bit on the sad tone.

"Kagome, what happened to the Band of Seven? Inuyasha? Miroku?" I asked her, my voice still weak and tired, but I had to know.

She put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Sango, the Band of Seven, were put into jail, but they think they can escaped, they have been put to execution. Inuyasha is okay, he's just got some minor burns, and Miroku…" tears were coming out of her eyes.

"He's not dead is he?" I asked her. Tears brimming at the end of my eyes. She shook her head signaling no, but tears pouring out of her eyes. "He's in a deep coma." She sobbed out, her bangs covering her eyes.

My heart broke. He did that much damage just to prevent me from dying. If only I had given them the shikon jewel. I gripped the white blanket I was under. "If only I had given them my part of the jewel." I said to Kagome.

Her eyes widened, but tears still covered her eyes. "Sango, you should never give it up. If it ever fell into their hands…" she stopped there.

"I know, but we are the protectors. And here I thought I could live a normal life." I said, laughing coldly a bit. The door opened to reveal a slight sad Inuyasha and the doctor.

"Hello Sango, I'm your doctor and my name is Hiten." (A/n: surprise) "Your wounds are healing okay, it seems. No fever, no concussion, nothing. You can leave whenever you want. Your clothes are on the slef over on your right." Hiten said without looking from the clipboard oh, maybe that every doctor uses. He left the teenagers alone.

Inuyasha came in, his bangs covering his face, his head down. "Are you okay Sango?" He asked quietly. (A/n: OOC!) I nodded, but cried. Kagome was crying, and Inuyasha looked like he was confused, not knowing if he should let us cry, or just comfort us.

"Can…can I see him?" I asked looking at Inuyasha, wiping my tears away. He said no. "We can't see him right now, but in a few hours."

"Hai" was all that I could say I didn't bother to protest, though I desired too. God must hate me. He's making me suffer. By making Miroku sleep. Sleep near death. He may never wake up. He hates me.

"Come on Sango, let's get out, then we'll see Miroku." Kagome said in a gentle voice to me. "Hai, just, wait outside a bit, I need to change." I said. She nodded and dragged Inuyasha out. Once I heard the door close, I got out of bed slowly. I was in those patient dresses. It felt weird. I walked on the cold floor, but I didn't feel anything.

I staggered to my clothes and picked them up. I looked around tiredly as I went to the bathroom to change. The bathroom was plain, all white. White Marble. I sighed and took off the hospital robe, and put on my purple tank top, blue jeans, and the heart necklace Miroku gave me, which was next to the small yet huge fragment of the Shikon Jewel that was passed through my family for years. I'm not a priestess, but I come from a long line of slayers. Kagome is a priestess, and she has the whole jewel except for my fragment.

I walked out of the bathroom and went to find my shoes. I looked around my bed, and found them next to wear my clothes had been. I put on my socks and my black sneakers, not crying, but tears were lingering.

As soon as I finished, I walked out, not bothering to mask my emotions. I walked to the end of the hall and found Inuyasha with Kagome, bickering. "Why should I?" I heard Inuyasha demand. "Cause she's in no position to be yelled at! The love of her life is in a coma and really has no chance of waking up! Miroku is like my brother and so I know how she feels! Even you have to feel something, he's your cousin!" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Cousin? Small world, but on the other hand, Miroku barely has a chance to wake up? …then and there, I gave up hope in my life… I pretended I didn't hear a thing and walked to them.

"I'm ready, let's go for a walk." I said quietly. They stopped bickering and became quiet. Inuyasha knew not to get in a moody girls way. I felt as if I needed to see him now. So I ran from them and went up to one of the doctors. "Do you know where Miroku Houshi is?" I demanded. He calmly pointed the directions to me. I thanked him and ran to his room.

Miroku's P.O.V.

Darkness. Just plain….everything so black. My mind is wandering around my head, why won't my eyes open?

I feel as if I'm in a bed…those voices. Who are they?

"He isn't dead, just in a coma….but by the looks of it, it's a deep coma. He ain't gonna wake up anytime soon." The voice said. "The bullet was close to his heart, I'm really surprised he isn't dead…yet."

So….I'm in a coma? I may never come out?

So many questions, ones I cannot ask. Sango…. I wonder if she's okay. She should be. I hope. Inuyasha, Kagome, My foster Father Mushin, and Sango. The love of my life. Ever since I laid my eyes on her, since I was 9, I knew I would always love her.

"Might as well make a funeral? I think we should measure him, just in case." Another voice said.

"Information first. His name is Miroku Houshi… It says his parents are dead so he lives with his foster father, an old friend of his father's. Alert he at once, I'll measure him." The first voice said.

"Hai"

I was sitting alone, just inside my head… I can hear them. Why, can I, I thought people in comas couldn't hear. I am so screwed. I need my love, I need Sango.

Time passed by as I sat in nothingness in my mind. I didn't bother to think. Just stare.

Stare.

I heard the door open and Sango's voice poured into my ears. "This is Miroku's room right? Miroku Houshi."

"Yes, you may visit him, but he's in a deep coma." The first voice said. "Sango, please wait!" I heard….Kagome's voice. "Feh! Why'd you bother? She ain't gonna listen ya know." That's Inuyasha for you.

"Oh Miroku! I am so sorry, you're suffering because of me. Why? Why did you protect me?" I heard her sob. I cringed at the thought of her face being sad. I never liked that sad looked. I loved her smiles.

"If only you could hear me, I would say I love you and I would die for you. Please wake up; I'm dying, not in reality, but in my dreams." She whispered. And I heard her crying. Why couldn't I wake up! Why…

That's all I can ask.

'Why'

A/n: I was gonna have this posted yesterday, but my dad came home before I could finish. School is gonna start on the 7th for me, so I cant guarantee an update from any story any time too. Other news…

I'm gonna get my hair highlighted on the 6th! I have black hair, natural. So I'm gonna have copper brown highlights, not really huge, but thin, all around my head. And light purple highlights on my 'bangs'. Well front of my head. ; MWUAHAHA!

I completely changed my accessories. Purple and black and silver and gold now.

R&R!