Until Your Heart Falls

by Kurai-Tenshi of Doom

All three of the girls RinKagSang meet four people who change them possibly for the better. It's a story with all the pairings and it's good, I promise. RR

4. What Song is Your Soul?

Until Your Heart Falls:

Chapter Four

AN1: Hey. Here's a new chap. As a warning to all those who don't catch on quickly enough this chapter and probably the next will be slight song-fics. Just cuz I was inspired. Nothin else to say really. Oh yeah, and Inu-Yasha is not mine. They're all just chained in my basement. (Grabs whip, grins and runs to basement)

-Kurai-Tenshi of Doom

"Sango-san, please, you must stay. I asked Gramps for this just for us! So you could see that man." Sango whipped to face her begging sister, backpack slung over one shoulder. The leg she'd thrown over the side of her balcony flipped back over. "You did this? You're aware I hate that man with every fiber of my being right! I want to kill him, and if I stay here during this cursed weekend I will kill him and anyone else who gets in my way!" she stopped quickly when she saw the obvious hurt in her sister's eyes.

Rin looked confused and glum. "But you were blushing so much…." "Oh Rin…I'm sorry. Listen what you told Gramps to do by letting the business partners stay here for the weekend wasn't a bad idea. He even told you that you had an eye for business, remember?" Sango softened, and dropped the backpack to the ground, throwing two arms around her sister. "If you promise not to make me do anything else social while they're here I promise to stay. I won't go to any concerts or clubs." Rin looked up to her sister, a happy glint in her eyes.

"Really? Oh thank you Sango-san!" she cried and returned her sister's hug with vigor. Sango smiled a content smile. "Only because I love you so much. Now stop yer blubbering' and help me put my stuff away." She gave Rin a quick pat on the head and pulled her inside. A feeling of dread settled in her stomach, but she pushed it aside when Rin began chattering about going shopping or something tomorrow with their aunt.

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Kagome sighed and pulled on her skirt. It was riding up uncomfortably. She tried to re-focus on her work, but it was very hard. She would have to deal with the object of her hatred for three full days. Or two and a half at least. The knock on her window made her scream. Pushing back violently from her desk she calmed herself then got up and slowly approached the window. When she saw who it was perched cat-like on the wide window-sill, she gasped and let out a disbelieved cry of:

"No! Not you!"

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"Kagome? Why are you so pale?" Rin asked her cousin upon seeing her deathly white and deprived of her usual glimmer. "Go get my mother." Rin cocked her head and Sango asked the question of: "What's wrong?" "Sango come into my room, Rin, go now!" Rin started, not used to a ferocious Kagome, but complied, rushing away, and tripping to fall flat on her face only once. Sango eyed Kagome wearily, ready for her to say there was a wild bear in her room or something. But Kagome only beckoned inside and said in a serious voice: "Look what the sky threw-up on my window-sill."

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Rin brought Kagome's mother along with Gramps to Kagome's room only moments later. When Kagome's mother took charge, mothering instincts flaring, and pushed open the door, everyone except Gramps gasped, much like Kagome. There, sitting on Kagome's bed was a very harassed looking…..

"Kikyo!" cried Rin, bringing her hands to her mouth.

"What are you doing here?" Gramps asked next. "Gee thanks for the welcome." Kikyo rolled her eyes sarcastically. Kikyo was an ex-step-sibling of Kagome, a dead-beat drugged out nobody who seceded from the family just before the death of Kagome's mother's second husband. That was right when Kagome's grandfather had made his billions through the business and Kikyo had come slobbering for more money.

She'd been turned away after being bailed out of jail four times for drug use, eventually when Gramps money stopped protecting her, she'd been sent to jail. "Why are you out?" Kagome's mother asked next. (AN: If anyone knows Kagome's mother's name, please tell me) Kikyo let her icy eyes fall onto her mother. She flung a piece of waist-long hair behind her shoulder. "Good to see you mother. Or should I say step-mother?" "Probation for good behavior." Sango put in, offering the explanation Kikyo had given earlier. "Look, I just need to stay here for a few days, maybe week at the most until I can set up a place to stay." Kikyo put in, her blank voice and dark eyes showing almost sarcasm in her asking.

"I have business partners staying this weekend." Gramps cut in, normally kind face clouded with some unknown emotion. But it left his face closed. "So I'm the embarrassing relative nobody wants right?" her dispassionate eyes narrowed onto the old man. "No. Stay out of site and don't do anything to embarrass me. And only for a week. No more." Kagome bit back a rejection. Sango spoke up for her. "What! Are you kidding me! She'll scare them away!" Kikyo fixed her stone-gaze onto Sango. "Well if it isn't the little bad girl of the family. Tell me Sango, how's Mihara?" there was no poison in her words, but it stung Sango all the same. She bore her teeth at the obviously satisfied girl, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Is that the drugs or the girl talking?" she mumbled. Rin gasped and Kikyo merely passed over the statement. "I'll be polite and do tricks for your partners. After all, a bunch of old men are easy to please." No one corrected her, nobody cared enough to. "Fine." Gramps beckoned to Kagome. "Show her the room she'll be staying in please Kagome." Kagome nodded grimly, not pleased with the outcome. She didn't trust Kikyo. When they had still been a "family" Kikyo used to beat her up and poor little Kagome could do nothing about it. She still felt resentment towards the woman before her, but Kagome figured she may as well give her another chance.

"Come on." She said over her shoulder to Kikyo who grabbed her torn bright yellow backpack and followed Kagome out of her room.

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"This is it." She motioned around her. The room was one of many in the humongous mansion. Almost the same as all the others'. It smelled like Pine-sol, and Kagome was glad her room smelled like the garden below it. Kikyo slipped around Kagome and placed her back-pack on the ground. She sighed and sat on the bed. Kagome couldn't help but notice how….lonely she looked. "Kikyo, are you okay?" she asked, staying in the doorway. Kikyo flopped backwards on the bed and laughed a tired sound. "No. But that's okay right? Get out of here Kagome. I still hate you. And your sweet little kindness is only rotting my teeth." Her voice was cold and with a shudder, Kagome realized she meant those words with a disgusting passion.

She shrugged. "You know Kikyo, people don't stay away form you because you're you. People stay away because you make them." She didn't wait for a scorned answer, but left the woman there, quiet on the bed. As she walked down the hall-way deep in thought she realized she had only two hours to prepare for the week-end form hell. As if the arrival of Kikyo was some signal of how this would turn out, she felt foreboding in her heart. It was the music that made her realize someone else was as nervous as her.

Rin. It surprised her; the music/punk thing was Sango's territory. It was the song though that made her peak her head through the door. It was so loud it broke over her like a wave, the hard guitar and fierce voice of the singer making her cringe:

If you've found me call my answer phone

A play back to help the bruises glow

I'm afraid to be alone right now….

Can't burn can't burn my blood

Can't burn can't burn my God

Thought I was still unborn

But they've pulled me out and they've got me living

Sometimes I'm so mature because my mirror image ages faster I…

Can't burn can't burn my blood

Can't burn can't burn my God

Rin sat on the edge of her bed, staring out the window. She was rigid, but it didn't stop her from singing with all the passion she had. Her voice was like a wave of pure pain, and Kagome expected it was a pure reflection of her soul. She knew Sango could sing brilliantly, but Rin was amazing. Mind-blowing almost-

Yeah…fluke

Designer fetus if my name

Designed by them to entertain

Don't know how, I can't explain

They broke into my un-touched brain

Sent me out and left me there

Never bothered to repair the damage they did so…

Deny the things you know!

Don't reply!

I want to save you

I want to save you

I want to save you

I want to save…

Try to speak the truth to you

But they've locked my brain and they've got me lying…

Try to give as much of me away

But maybe I'm not big enough and I…

Can't burn can't burn my blood

Can't burn can't burn my God

Thought I was still unborn

But they've pulled me out and they've got mew living

Sometimes I'm so mature because my mirror image ages faster I….

Can't burn can't burn my blood

Can't burn can't burn my God

I want to save you….

I want to save you….

The song ended, and Kagome watched Rin. She saw the wetness obvious on her cheek. Her singing seemed to fade away like a dying echo. The song repeated, but Kagome had seen enough. She closed the door carefully and silently. She stood in the hall for a moment, no emotions apparent on her face. Thinking for a moment she turned and headed to Sango's room. She opened the door fully and saw Sango on the far side of her room repeatedly punching her punching bag courtesy of Gramps after dealing with her anger first-hand.

Her brow was furrowed and she was lost in thought as Kagome had been earlier. With a start and a slight screech she noticed Kagome. "What! You scared the shit outta me!" she cried. "Your sister needs you." Kagome said simply, before turning to leave. She didn't wait for questions. Sango had seen the look in her eyes and knew not to ask.

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Later, Rin stood nervously in the front hall awaiting the guests. Kagome stood by her side and Sango was faking a head-ache in her room. Kikyo was perched on the stairs, sitting staring at the floor. A cigarette hung loosely in her fingers. She brought it to her lips and leaned back, long alabaster neck exhaling the deadly smoke. (AN: second-hand smoke kills!) Rin coughed slightly and Kagome glared at Kikyo.

"Put that out!" she hissed. Kikyo glanced to her, red-rimmed eyes lacking any sense of caring. She hadn't dressed nice like Rin and Kagome had, in nice blouses and skirts. All the same Kikyo snubbed it out on the marble staircase below her, leaving a singe. Hopefully one of the maids could get it out. Refusing to bite Kikyo's bait, Kagome turned back around as a car screeched into the circle in front of the house. Rin squeezed her hand and leaned against her slightly, her white peasant skirt swishing. Kagome had her nice jean-skirt and it was loose on her, they way she liked it. Her purple top was a nice swirled print and she rather liked it.

She felt almost ready to face the object of her hate….and sadly desire. She squeezed Rin's hand back and tried not to freak out. Her stomach felt ready to explode with all the butterflies it had. A butler opened the large door and inside the dark doorway, (for it was night out and rain had begun to fall lightly) stood a black-haired man and a silver-haired man. Both seemed to be enjoying a conversation they didn't finish as they walked inside. From across the hall Kagome could see the actual owner, Sesshomaru, seemed absent. She didn't ask as Gramps met them on the far side of the hall. Their conversation was easy to make out as it echoed.

Gramps asked about Sesshomaru, and his half-brother, the one Kagome felt shivers run up her back when she heard his voice, Inuyasha said he had a few matters to finish up and would be along very soon. Probably within the hour. He seemed disgruntled to have to report this, but he did then stepped around Gramps who shook the black-haired man's hand and brought him forward to meet the girls. "Girls? Oh my, you've been holding out on us you old geezer!" Gramps laughed, enjoying the joke. Inuyasha practically prowled over to them, and Kagome squeezed Rin's hand tight enough to make her cry out. The small girl looked curiously up to Kagome.

"Calm down Kagome-chan. They're nice really. The silver-haired one, Inuyasha, he helped me with my nosebleed. He's nice." She gave a nervous Kagome a bright smile, glittering with her innocence. Kagome gave the girl a kind almost motherly smile. "Thanks Rin." She whispered. As she turned back to the quickly approaching men and her grandpa, she noticed they were both soaked from the rain. The usually fluffy hair of Inuyasha was sticking to his shoulders.

Biting her tongue hard to try and forget those fiery eyes fixated on her, she took a deep breath and placed a shadowy smile on her face. "Hello Takagawa-kun." She nodded to him politely. He smiled mischievously and she saw how oddly sharp his teeth looked. She remembered he was a half-demon. It still didn't bother her. There were very few demons left, somehow surviving in the underground world of Tokyo, and even less half-demons. As he'd said, he was the last of his kind.

'Which means his children will be-' 'Wait! Why do I care about his children! Damn!' trying not to let him see how flustered she was already she motioned to Rin. "Rin tells me you helped her yesterday." Inuyasha's eyes flicked to the timid girl momentarily. "I suppose. I merely let her wash up in my office. Nothing really." He shrugged cockily. "Way to take a compliment." The words were said and stolen from her mind by Kikyo. Kagome had almost forgotten she was there, but her slithering approach fazed Inuyasha for only a moment.

His eyes met hers and he seemed to inwardly recoil. Kagome refused to admit to herself that this pleased her somehow deep in her heart. His face lost its cocky playfulness and he held his hand out to Kikyo. Kagome turned to her to introduce the girl, and saw something in Kikyo's eyes that made her want to scream. The girl looked absolutely entranced by Inuyasha. A fire was flaring in her eyes. Kagome knew the girl enough to know she wanted Inuyasha. "Kikyo." Her voice held warning. But why? Why protect him, he wasn't hers? She lowered the sharpness in her voice as she introduced him. "This is Inuyasha Takagawa, the brother of Gramp's business partner." She waved her hand at him, trying her best to not look at him.

He would definitely give her that damned smile that said he was well aware she was jealous. "Takagawa-kun this is my…half-sister Kikyo." She waved at Kikyo. Inuyasha nodded to her politely, as Kagome had, and Kikyo let out a slight giggle. Kagome felt her nails curl. The woman held out her pale hand and Inuyasha looked at it almost regretfully. But he kissed it chivalrously. Kagome was grinding her teeth, although it took Rin to whisper into her ear: "Inuyasha seems repulsed by her, nya?" before she knew it was apparent she was jealous.

She shook her head slightly hoping she wasn't turning green from jealously. "Kagome have you met Takagawa Miroku?" Gramps voice broke Kagome's jealous fit ('I'm not jealous!' her mind kept screaming) and caused Kagome to meet twinkling eyes that she took an instant liking to. Takagawa Miroku grinned at her, and Kagome had the feeling that he was very out of place with all this business. He seemed a free-spirit. In fact she thought of Sango. Then she thought of Sango in her room probably stewing because she couldn't sneak out and she plotted her revenge on the girl for making her be so truthful with her feelings about the inu-tokai before her.

"My, what beautiful ladies!" he rubbed his hands together, and vigorously shook Kagome's hand. He held it a bit too long and Kagome had to rip her hand away. He only broadened his grin. He looked to a flushed Rin next, and he lost some of the goofy touch to his smile and turned almost brotherly as he gently shook her hand. Kagome realized Rin had some spell over her that almost made people treat her so gently, as if she would break. Inuyasha had helped her without question and he didn't seem the type to help anyone other than himself.

When he came to Kikyo, he paused for a moment, then eyeing her, not missing a beat in his now again goofy smile he took her hand and shook it. Gramps was giving everyone a bright smile. "Well, girls' if you could be brilliant host's and show them their rooms for the weekend that would be great! Meanwhile I will wait faithfully for Sesshomaru!" he turned his back to them and after a few moments of silence had disappeared into his study with the doorway hidden in the wall right next to the door.

Miroku still held Kikyo's hand. He grabbed her wrist and gallantly in a graceful movement bent to his knees bowing before her. Kikyo cried out slightly in shock. Inuyasha sighed, used to this routine. "Lady Kikyo, if you would be so kind and do me a huge favor…." (AN: you know I had to put this in there somewhere, it's too 'Miroku' not to) "Yes?" Kikyo asked uncertainly, looking around her. "Please have my children." Kagome would've cracked up laughing if Kikyo hadn't yanked her hand away and stormed up the stairs like a whirling volcano. Rin gasped, and put her hands to her mouth.

She looked surprised. Inuyasha however, took Miroku by the ear and pulled him up to his feet. He was grinning in a demonic manner and scratching the back of his head in confusion. "Usually works…." He mumbles, as Inuyasha konks him over the head. "For ten minutes can you not be perverted!" he cries, frustration with his demented cousin making his face flush slightly. Kagome hides her laugh behind her hand while looking perhaps for bags of some kind. Inuyasha saw her looking and answered her question- "Sesshomaru's bringing everything." Miroku rights himself form Inuyasha's blow and gives Rin a kind smile, taking her arm in his own and leading her up the staircase.

"Come Inuyasha! Miss. Kagome, you beautiful thing, if you would be so kind in showing us the way to our rooms?" he shouted over his shoulder leading a still red Rin up the stairs. She said something in her timid voice, and Miroku patted her arm, laughing. "Coming Kagome?" Inuyasha asked jovially holding out his arm. Kagome gave him a smile and turned her back on him, stating. "Yes. But I can make it up the stairs myself." She heard Inuyasha follow after her.

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"Rin? What's Sango doing now?" she asked the girl, having wrestled her away from the perverted Miroku for a moment. "Probably taking a bath, or dancing around her room, listening to her music in a towel. I never understood why she did that." Rin shook her head slightly then glanced at Kagome suspiciously. "Why?" she asked next. "Revenge." Kagome said devilishly, calling out to the men behind them. "Inuyasha-kun, you're room is right here. And if Miroku will follow me for a moment." She motioned to a room made-up for their arrival.

She led Miroku away leaving Rin to distract Inuyasha. Miroku glanced at him, smiling. "Told you it works." He cheered following after Kagome. Inuyasha growled. 'Why was Kagome acting like a minx?' he thought to himself, watching the two walk away down the long hallway. The Rin girl began talking to him in a soft voice. He glanced at her, slightly annoyed, but the cute way she was looking at the ground and slightly flushed had him momentarily captivated.

He felt the power she had in swaying him into almost feeling like protecting her. He wasn't attracted to her, not in the way he wanted Kagome, but he felt a kinship with her.

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"Have you met my…cousin Takagawa-kun?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder. Miroku seemed to perk up and he used his long legs to match her pace and walk by her side. "Dear little Sango you must be talking about?" Kagome noticed the business-like way he spoke, as if they were making a discreet drug-deal or something. She almost wanted to whisper that she didn't drink beer (AN: if you get it you should report yourself to the cops), but decided not to.

He cusped his hands behind his back. "Yeah. She's the one. I happen to know where her room is. Does this interest you?" she glanced sideways at him, thoroughly enjoying how he easily went along with her weird request. He seemed to catch on quick enough. Kagome decided she liked this Miroku character. Besides the odd perversion of course. Kagome stopped and he stopped with her. "Of course she could be in the bath…" she trailed off and beckoned to the door next to them. The girl had painted it pink and black and in zigzagged stripes.

Miroku eyed the door for a moment, and then he turned to Kagome, goof-ball smile back. "You're an angel Kagome. And just in case Sango doesn't welcome me, will you have my children?" Kagome gave him a bright smile. "No. Now get in there before I beat you." Miroku sighed, disappointed, but opened the door quietly anyways. As it closed with a death-lie shut, Kagome grinned devilishly again and turned around running smack into Inuyasha. She cried out, scared for am moment, before his arms came up around her and catching her from tripping over her feet in her low heels.

Her nose was pressed uncomfortably into his chest. Not wanting to look up into his face- partly because she didn't want to see the smug look she knew was there and then have to break from this position, which she was enjoying no matter how she denied it- she waited for a moment. His voice eventually did the breaking up for her, it rumbled from a deep cavern in his chest, a very pleased sound. "Although I am enjoying this as much as you are, I must point out that you hate me." pushing herself away hard, so she almost fell again, she glared at him, praying she wasn't as red as she felt.

"Feh! I knew it! You're in love with me!" practically spitting in rage at herself and him Kagome shot back, oh-so-intelligently: "I am not! You're an evil, conniving man, and you stole my first kiss! I hate you sooo much!" after her rant she looked to the floor, and hated the tears springing to her eyes. "I hate how you make me feel." It was a whisper, but with his half-demon ears he heard it well enough. Trying to stop his heart from screaming out, he tried to stumble for something intelligent to say. Nothing came. After a moment, she hiccupped and pushed around him, flew as fast as she could down the hallway. "Kagome!" he cried. He should chase her.

"Damn my heart." He cursed before taking off after the girl.

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Sango sighed and laid her head back in the bathtub. Rin had been right she was taking a bath and her fuchsia stereo on her sink softly played a song that seemed to match her mood. It was an imported cd form the US and she liked the band. As the beginning of the song played she leaned her head back and let it wash over and place her in a peaceful and content mood….

I know I've been mistaken

But just give me a break and see the changes I've made

I've got some imperfections

But how can you collect them all and throw them in my face?

Sango couldn't help but hum the chorus, and with a start she realized she wanted her guitar.

But you always find a way

To keep me right here waiting

You always find the words to say

To keep me right here waiting

And if you chose to walk away

I'd still be right here waiting

Searching for the things to say

To keep you right here waiting

Jumping out of the bath and wrapping a towel around herself, she twisted on the volume so it practically blasted her ears out. Not caring she dashed into her room, dripping water all over her specified hard-wood floor. She snatched her guitar and slammed in into her amp, twisting the volume up on that too. Banging her head to the beat, she found it easily on her own guitar and was able to play almost in synch.

The two noises meshed, one real sounding the other slightly held back from it's full perfection by the fabric of the speakers. She sang to the rest of the song as it came to her-

I hope you're not intending

To be so condescending it's as much as I can take

And you're so independent

You refuse to bend

So I keep bending till I break….

Sango felt the throbbing sounding through her and she got as lost as she was on stage yesterday. She slowed and picked at the strings. After all these years of practice she could play by ear. And now she merely went by memorization. For some reason the song seemed to speak to her as only good songs could. It somehow felt like something form her heart. She didn't know why it spoke to her; she supposed every person felt like that about a certain song.

She couldn't help but wonder what Rin's song might be, or Kagome's…..

But you always find a way

To keep me right here waiting

You always find the words to say

To keep me right here waiting

And if you chose to walk away

I'd still be right here waiting

Searching for the things to say

To keep you right here waiting

I've made a commitment

I'm willing to bleed for you

I needed fulfillment

I found what I need in you

Why can't you just forgive me
I don't want to relive all the mistakes I've made along the way
But I always find a way to keep you right here waiting
I always find the words to say to keep you right here waiting

But you always find a way
To keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if I chose to walk away would you be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep me right here waiting…..

Falling limply to the ground after her performance, Sango let the next song start without realizing it had happened. She was still in her own world, the world where her guitar was crying out its last echoing cry. "Bet you sing better on stage." Sango screamed and shot up, almost loosing her towel. She'd forgotten she'd just jumped from her bathtub. The man sitting on her bed was grinning at her. She screamed again as she saw those glittering, conniving eyes that (regretfully) made her heart jump.

"Miroku!" she pointed an accusing finger at him, livid. Seeming to remember again, the precious fact that she was wrapped in a towel and soaking wet in the middle of her room she screeched and bolted into her bathroom, slamming the door. She yelled at him from behind the door. "Get out you son-of-a-bitch!" she heard him walking to the door, and she turned off her stereo in order to hear the words she knew were coming. "Seems I always catch you wet Sango." She heard his amusement. "You bastard!" she roared, tripping and falling as she tried to struggle into her shorts.

Her pajama shorts. Pulling the purple tank top over her head she threw the bathroom door open, preparing for a slaughter. He was a step back from the door, eyeing her pig-sty room. She blushed crimson and slapped him as hard ash she could. "Get out you sick fuck!" he rubbed his now-red cheek painfully. "Not that I mind seeing you in all these delicious circumstances, but something tells me you aren't so pleased, hmm?" he continued with his conversation as if having it with himself. Sango raised her hand to slap him again, but he caught her hand and used it to pull her flush against him. His other hand wrapped around her back, almost pinning her.

She came up just to his chin, and she was awfully tall for a woman her age. She felt his heart-beat on her neck. She was infuriated to hear it beating normally. Hers was practically spinning out of her chest. "I think you believe yourself to be un-readable Sango-san." His voice was a low rumble, a whisper almost, and Sango momentarily stopped breathing. Her eyes widened in slight shock, and she listened. This kind of depth was not something she would ever expect from this man. His face lowered to her ear and she began to tremble as he spoke in that deep voice that vibrated through her as well: "I think you can't even read yourself. You need to pull out of this haze you put yourself in and start trying to help yourself. Or I may just have to pull you out myself."

Still slightly shocked, she nearly collapsed as he released her almost gracefully. Sango felt like she'd reached for a hand-hold and found only air. She was recovering from his creeping-ly accurate assumption of her, and (still wide-eyed) she barely prepared for his gentle kiss to her forehead. "Good night." He whispered, eyes glimmering with a certain light of great understanding. He left her standing in the middle of her room, absolutely thunder-struck, with either respect or love, even Sango didn't know…..

TBC

AN2: OMFG! I wrote fuckin' 19 pages for you! Yea that's right! You're now officially my bitch! Dance monkey dance! All right, I don't own the song Designer Fetus by Oblivion Dust or Right Here Waiting by Staind. But I love those songs, so this chapter is devoted to those groups. Sorry bout the music. I just am really passionate about it, so actually ifyou don't like it, it doesn't matter, you're my bitch now. Skip it if you want. I think it's a nice touch. But oh well. More soon. I hope. Probably more songs too. Maybe. Whatever. Go Atkins yourself.

Deny your maker

-Kurai-Tenshi of Doom