Musings
By: ffdKikyou
Chapter 2:
Outouto-kun
'Thought's'
"Talking"
Italics: Dream Sequences.
'My brother, my job had always been to protect you. Teach you right from wrong, How to grow to be a strong Taiji-ya. Ultimately in the end I failed you.'
Auburn tresses, bound into a high ponytail stood over a desecrated grave in the Taiji-ya village where she had grown up with her younger brother; Kohaku. Turning around she looked into the crimson orbs of her Tora-nekomata companion, Kirara. "Kirara, you startled me.." Sango said while keeping her caramel gaze to the ground. Steeped in the guilt of losing her 'outouto-kun' she felt it was her fault and her responsibility to regain him from the hanyou, Naraku's pawnmanship.
Walking over to a tree she had often sat underneath in her childhood days, before she had begun training, she was whisked away to a deep nostalgia as she settled down underneath the tree's shade, her pink, green, and white kimono swaying lightly in the breeze. One tekko covered hand on her knee. Recalling how she would watch Kohaku train with his Kusari-gama, then turn to her with a smile expecting proud praises from his Anee-ue. "Kohaku.." Sango settled her head into her knees and felt the tears drive away from her eyes. She let them flow, this had truly been the first time she had cried since her mother had passed on. Having lost all kin, she thought many times on giving up hope, but strayed far from it. For her anscestors would think foolish of her if she did.
Heavy lids covered with magenta passed closed, as her feline friend settled into the nestlement of her auburn hair, she let it all out. 'Outouto-kun..' Sango thought while passing into a deep slumber. Kirara purring lightly into her shoulder and locks of hair, felt the slayers distress and decided to stay near as the young woman who had been through so much slept.
Sango found herself standing in a field with a surrounding grove of sakura trees. Looking around she spied her younger sibling, in his un-corrupted state. "Anee-ue!" Kokahu said and dropped his weapon which held upon the fine sickle blade, blood.
Blood that had been shed by the people she cared about. Her kin, her life-blood.
Letting all her senses fail, she enveloped her brother into a deepest embrace. Tears flowing from her eyes. "Anee-ue..I killed them, I know.. but could you somehow forgive me?" He asked in his shaking form of a boy, with no lies, no masks, just innocence wanting to repent.
Looking down into her brother's eyes she brought him closely to her, and whispered. "Hai.. Outouto-kun..hai." Sango's tears flowed down her cheeks and onto the armor that was a deep green on Kohaku's shoulders.
Dawning darkness, Sango looked around with a startled look, as she was sure what she had just encountered had been a dream.. Looking to the ground somewhat away from her she looked at a single Kusari-gama.. 'Or maybe not..' She thought to herself while retreating to the hut for a night of rest.
Fin.
Please read the stuff in bold? You don't have to but, if you read this story you need to these definitions.
Outouto-kun: little brother
Anee-ue: Big sister, sister above.
Kusari-gama: chain sickle.
Next Chapter: Underneath the Sakura (InuYasha's turn)