Oh the joy my fans have brought me. I started to get disappointed because I didn't get a whole mess of reviews in the week I posted it, but then I had to remember that it was THE longest chapter in the story. Therefore, I had to give people time, and a few said it took them forever to read.
And y'all also said it was the best chapter! (proud smile) Thank you a millionfold for your reviews! I appreciate them SO very much! I had made myself cry in that chapter when I was writing it, so I understand how you guys felt.
Alrighty, enough of my grateful rambling, here for your enjoyment is the fifteenth chapter of my "box office blockbuster" hit, "I'm Goin' To Miami"!
Takahashi Rumiko slapped the young author in the back of the head, smiling sweetly. "Wasurenaide, LuClipse85-san." (Don't forget.)
My bad, got a bit excited. Uh, the title of this chapter is from the background music of Samurai X (Rurouni Kenshin OVA), and thus, ain't mine.
Takahashi-sama slapped her a little harder, raising her eyebrow expectantly. "To...?" (And...?)
(imitating Jerry Lewis) The hurting...Okay, I don't own that OR InuYasha, and while I'm at it, I don't own Miroku either. Not even in my dreams, I don't own him. In my wildest fantasies yes, but overall he belongs to Takahashi Rumiko-sama.
Satisfied, Takahashi-sama smiled and left, taking her big time lawyers with her.
The woman may be tiny, but she sure can hit. That must be where Sango gets it. Okay, NOW you all can read chapter 15. Enjoy! ow...
"I'm Goin' To Miami"
Chapter 15
"Eclipse"
Shippo leaned on the balcony railing, looking out at the scenery below. The sun shone bright and hot in the clear sky. The kitsune enjoyed the light wind blowing through his hair as he took pictures of the scene to show his father and Satsuki. He took a few of himself, making sure he got his good sides while flashing a foxy smile for his girlfriend to marvel over. Shippo peeked back inside the suite to check on Miroku and Inuyasha as they had decided to spend the day chilling inside the hotel suite.
He chuckled teasingly at them, mentally labeling them lazy bums and resumed his photographing.
Inuyasha laid stretched out on the floor, watching Cartoon Network again. Nothing good was on TV at the moment so he was stuck watching Hamtaro, trying hard not to sing the theme song lest he get ridiculed by Shippo again. Miroku laid on the loveseat, still sleeping peacefully. He got gotten up earlier to eat and then to pay Sango a visit. Ironically, when he only wanted to see her, Miroku caught her in her underwear, about to take that off. He took the scream and the slap to the face as a hello and asked if she wanted to go out sometime later. Like Inuyasha, Sango just wanted to laze around for the rest of the day. She still felt worn out from all the dancing last night.
Inuyasha's eyes wandered to the ceiling, staring up aimlessly. His thoughts turned to Kagome and instantly, a content smile spread across his lips. For some reason, Inuyasha couldn't stop marveling over how much fun their date had been, particularly when their salad flew all over them and when they were playing around in the rain. He reflected on sharing the chocolate cake with Kagome while holding her hand and purring to her with a rather seductive voice; his face turned a bright pink. Inuyasha's thoughts wandered more; he saw Kagome smiling brightly at him as he held her in his arms, returning her smile. He thought about how they had met, how she had saved his life unknowingly, and how very attached he had gotten to Kagome. Smiling happily, Inuyasha ventured further, envisioning himself taking her home and starting a future with her.
Kagome, I can't tell you what happiness you've brought me, how you've given my life meaning. If I can return the favor, please tell me...
Inuyasha, just being inside your arms makes me so happy, but I wish to give you so much more...
Dearest Inuyasha...
May I bear your child?
Inuyasha's eyes popped wide open, the record playing the serene music in his head scratching to an abrupt stop. He remembered Takahashi-sama's prediction of Koga "giving Ayame children" and his eyes widened more as he imagined himself "giving Kagome children". Inuyasha quickly ended his daydreaming, shaking his head to erase the thoughts and then harder as if to shake off the crimson on his face.
Have my kid? That's moving a bit fast, ain't it Kagome? I mean, I don't think I'm ready for marriage! And don't go around that, because I'm gettin' married first before I have ANYONE'S kid! AHH! What the hell am I sayin'! This is way too soon! You're going too fast with THAT subject!
Inuyasha froze and then calmed down, staring up in slight irritation with half-lidded eyes, recalling his thoughts.
"Listen to me, I sound like a woman." He grumbled in embarrassment, resuming watching the rest of Hamtaro.
Sango peeked inside the suite, holding back her giggling behind her wide smile as she saw Miroku sleeping soundly on the couch. He had his legs and arms sprawled out, his mouth open and drooling on the pillows as he quietly sawed logs. Inuyasha looked up from the TV at Sango and then cut his eyes at Miroku curiously, snickering at how silly the actor looked. The half-demon excused himself to the kitchen, having a craving for ramen.
Sango knelt down beside Miroku; she had always thought he looked very cute asleep, but he just looked adorable all sprawled out like he was. She inched closer until her nose was barely touching his, debating as to whether she should wake him up or wait until he did. Miroku stirred and the tip of his nose touched Sango's, causing him to regain consciousness. Playfully, she inched closer, softly nuzzling his nose. A warm smile spread across Miroku's lips as he nuzzled her back, his sleepy eyes opening to the sight of his love smiling back at him.
"Awake, love?" Sango playfully whispered in a purr.
Miroku's smile widened and he kissed Sango's lips as a greeting. "To a heavenly sight."
She giggled happily at his loving purr, returning the gesture by resting her forehead atop his and gazing into his warm dark indigo eyes. Sango felt rested enough and asked Miroku if his offer to go out still stood or if he still wanted to laze around if she could join him. Sensing she wanted to get up and go, he agreed and the two headed out the door.
Inuyasha spied from the kitchen, watching as the pervert actor left with his woman. A vein popped onto his forehead as he was angry that Miroku just walked out without saying a word as to where he was going. It was like he didn't hear a word he screamed last night. Inuyasha's train of thought wandered off course as he wondered if this was how his father and mother felt those times he snuck out of the house; he wouldn't have gotten caught if Sesshomaru hadn't ratted on him. What was the point in paying your brother to keep quiet if he didn't keep quiet?
Inuyasha then blinked, remembering how Sango greeted Miroku and how Miroku responded.
His wide golden eyes fixed on the front door, stupefied. "It's like...like...like they were in love." He paused, going over that conclusion.
"When the hell did all this start?" He said incredulously.
His ears picked up the sound of Shippo falling over, groaning incredulously at Inuyasha's stupidity and calling him an idiot.
Miroku couldn't believe he had slept all day, looking up at the night sky in surprise as he and Sango walked down the street together. She walked several steps in front of him, admiring the numerous fireflies among the vegetation. Miroku watched Sango walk, she almost seemed like she was skipping. He just chuckled and make sure he kept up with her, locking his eyes onto her when something in the corner of his eye caught his attention.
Miroku's eyes moved to the side to the edge of the sidewalk at the fireflies. They were flying around the vegetation, their lights going on and off as usual. Thinking he had seen something, the actor turned his eyes away when something recaptured his attention again.
He fixed his eyes on the fireflies and saw one dissolve into liquid.
Miroku froze and stared incredulously; his eyes lined the grass edging and the other fireflies dissolved, disintegrate or combust and fall to the ground. He backed away from the edge in fear.
"Miroku..."
His widened eyes turned toward Sango after hearing her voice lined with fear. She brought his attention to the stars, her heart racing at the sight before her eyes. From the far horizon outward, the stars were fading out! Miroku and Sango's eyes followed and saw every one, including the glowing full moon, disappear until the sky was pitch black. A black cloud had rapidly spread across the sky. Confused, she brought her eyes to the horizon, and saw a thick mist of darkness emerge from the distance, making its way toward them.
Sango's petrified feet took a small step backward and could move no more, her heart racing with fear. "Wha-What is that?"
"Sango! Watch out!" Miroku cried out.
She looked down behind her and in the space between her and Miroku found the same darkness spread out from the sidewalk toward them. They backed away to avoid it, but the darkness moved quickly and just passed underneath Miroku and Sango's feet, joining with the darkness that spread from the horizon. Seeing as they were unaffected, they cast a cautious eye to the surroundings.
Miroku and Sango were surrounded by pitch-black darkness all around.
"What in the world is goi-UGH!"
Miroku's sentence was cut off. Faster than his eyes could detect, something shot up from the ground and attacked him, tearing open his chest. Sango watched in horror as blood sprayed from his wounds. Miroku fell onto his knees, the horrible pain shooting throughout his body as he wrapped his arm across his torn chest, his blood seeping out and soaking his sleeve, dripping onto the black ground.
"Miroku!"
Sango cried out and ran toward him. Miroku strained in agony, lifting his head up toward her.
"Sango! Behind you!" He cried out, then yelled as he had strained his chest.
She halted and turned cautiously behind her, her heart pounded fiercely.
A small mass slowly emerged from the darkness before Sango. As it wriggled side to side as if struggling to break free, it appeared as a thick black glob of liquid. The mass rose high over the two and increased its size; positioning itself like a cobra while looking down on its prey.
Focusing on Sango.
"Wh-What the hell is going on? It's like it's looking at me." Sango uttered.
Sango...
A distant voice echoed eerily through the vast darkness. It was barely audible, but still sent violent chills through Sango and Miroku's bodies. Miroku's eyes darted overhead at the sky for the owner of the voice, wanting to know what business it had with Sango.
Sango...
The voice spoke again in a louder voice, the tone frightened Sango so much it threatened to stop her heart. The voice was dark and sadistic, sounding as if the devil were speaking to her.
SANGOOOO...
Her eyes froze as they stared at the black sky. A fright Sango had never know before entered her body, sending chills running through her body, threatening to freeze her alive. A low rumble entered her ears and echoed frighteningly. Sango's eyes widened more, trembling. That sound was someone chuckling. Her eyes slowly made their way down to eye level, her breathing heavily and her petrified body shaking.
Just above the hovering blob, opened a pair of narrow eyes, lined with blue eye shadow and the irises the darkest shade of crimson. They pierced directly into Sango's; malicious, evil.
Lustful.
Miroku felt a chill shoot down his spine at the sight, "What the hell is that?" He uttered.
Sango recognized the eyes staring at her. "N-N-N-Na-N..." Her paralyzed vocal chords struggled.
"N-Naraku..."
The eyes narrowed as the sadistic chuckle echoed in the air.
Sango...
The mass begin to spread and transform.
You belong to me...
The mass transformed in a giant clawed hand, raising upward hovering over Sango. Movement returned to her legs and she ran away toward Miroku. The narrowed red eyes widened viciously and send the hand forward after her.
Miroku fought his pain and rose to his feet, running toward Sango. Just as he got up, he felt sharp talons slash deep into the flesh of his back, the force knocking Miroku to the ground. Refusing to stay down, he hurried back onto his feet. Just then the ground slackened; Miroku looked down and found the surface underneath him turned into the same thick liquid form as that hand. Ribbons of it snaked up from the ground and shot up at him, taking hold of his legs and arms. Miroku struggled against it as it tried to pull him underneath the mass.
Sango ran even faster to reach Miroku when Naraku's hand darted down and seized her! He tightened his grasp and cast his eyes at her in a cold glare, moving his hand backwards. Sango looked back and found it was sliding back into the darkness from where it came, taking her with it!
The time of judgment is now...
Sango thrashed about wildly, pulling her left arm free of Naraku's crushing grip, trying to break loose as she reached for Miroku.
Just as you defiled the sacred bond between us, Sango...
So shall I defile you and join you unto my body!
Sango was overcome with terror and desperately tried to escape. She dug her fingernails into the black ground as Naraku dragged her into the darkness in an attempt to pull herself free. Her nails broke and the friction burned and skinned her fingertips, leaving a trail of blood. Sango screamed for help, struggling in vain to escape her captor.
Miroku fought like mad to break free of the mass that entrapped him. The second his legs were freed, he took off running towards Sango, swaying as he grew dizzy from the massive blood loss. The mass shot out from its place and seized Miroku's ankle, sending him falling onto the ground just as Sango's bloody fingertips slipped from under his hand. Naraku laughed at the torment on his face as Miroku continued to struggle and pulled his hand back faster into the darkness
Ha ha ha...
Your failure has damned her, Houshi...
I will defile her very soul and make her beg for death!
"NO! LET GO OF ME! LET GO OF ME, YOU SICK BASTARD! LET GO!"
Sango's terrified screaming only brought Naraku utmost pleasure. He laughed a final time and his red eyes closed, vanishing. Miroku struggled with all his might, ignoring his weariness. He dragged himself forward, causing the mass to stretch. Refusing to release him, it tighten its grip on Miroku's ankle.
"Sango!" Miroku strained as he desperately tried to reach her.
The arm disappeared completely and slowed as the hand dragged its prize into the darkness with it. Miroku slammed his other heel savagely in desperation into the mass gripping his ankle. It willingly released him and he bolted off. Sango continued to thrash around, screaming at the top of lungs for help. The darkness had reached her neck and was consuming her quickly.
You are mine...
"MIROKU!" Sango shrieked as her arm sank into the darkness.
Miroku staggered and tripped, his outstretched arm falling onto the ground just a millimeter shy of her fingertips.
All was silent as death in the vast space.
Miroku stared in horror as Sango had disappeared. Rising to his feet, he searched around him. There was nothing but black space. He ran all around, looking for a door or some kind of entrance that would lead him to her, but there was nothing.
"SANGO!" Miroku's frantic voice echoed with no response. "SANGO!"
His heart raced feverishly inside his chest with fright, the silence driving him insane.
Sound.
Miroku held his breath and listened as a remote sound entered his ears.
The sound of running, and heavy panting.
Sango.
Heavy and quickened footsteps accompanied her.
Naraku was chasing her!
Miroku could hear it but could not see anything other than the pitch-black surrounding him.
Miroku! Miroku, help me please! Please!
Sango was frightened to tears, begging desperately to be saved. Naraku sounded like a devil pursuing her, hungering for her. He reached Sango, seizing her arm. There was a struggle as she struck him and screamed bloody murder.
SILENCE, BITCH!
Naraku slammed his hard fist into Sango's jaw, brutal silencing her and causing Miroku to have a conniption. The remaining blood in the actor's body grew hot with rage; his wrath vanished as he listened. Sango was slammed onto the ground, still struggling as she was stripped of her clothing and continued to scream.
"HELP ME! PLEASE, MIROKU! HELP ME-"
Naraku's fists rained on Sango. She shrieked in agony as he battered her mercilessly, slamming his iron fists into her body, enjoying her screams of excruciation and sound of random bones cracking. Miroku cursed him and continued to try and make his way to Sango. He then heard her strain and groan harshly, sounding as though she were in deeper pain.
Miroku froze and was forced to listen to the disquieting sounds, daring to wonder what torture Naraku was putting her through now. He listened further and his face washed white as the most horrific and sickening sound was heard.
Ahh, ah, ohh, yes! My, how soft you are, Sango! To think you kept this wondrous pleasure from me! AHH! YES! Naraku groaned in utmost pleasure as he reached his climax, savagely pushing himself in and out of Sango, her pain encouraging him to continue.
Miroku was aghast at what he heard! That sick mother...he's raping her!
The actor frantically searched for a way to reach Sango but still could find none. The repulsing sounds sickened Miroku to his stomach.
Sango bit her lip hard to muffle her screams as she reached climax. Naraku spit in her face and taunted her, labeling Sango an eager whore and accusing her of enjoying his performance. Miroku lamented as he listened to Sango's bitter and heart-wrenching sobbing and glared intensely, swearing vengeance.
He looked in the distance and saw a bright flash. He stared but didn't see it again and tried to make out what it was when he heard Sango gasp, in terror.
No...! Naraku, p-please! Don't! I beg you, please don't-
SILENCE, WHORE!
Naraku added much more force as he struck Sango in the face. Miroku heard a small amount of blood splatter onto the ground. Sango's tone sent a fierce chill shooting through his stomach.
You dare beg for forgiveness, you treacherous bitch? How stupid you are, indeed. I will show you no mercy...
Sango gagged as Naraku seized her by the throat. Miroku saw the bright glare of a metal object in the distance and gasped in horror, knowing what that was.
RECEIVE YOUR REWARD, ADULTEROUS WOMAN!
PLEASE! NOOO! AHHHHH!
Miroku was overwhelmed with turmoil as the air filled with Sango's blood-curdling shrieks of agony and terror along with the horrible sound of her flesh being hacked at and stripped from her bones. Still hopeful he could reach her somehow, Miroku ran again looking for a door or anything to get him out of that hellish space.
Sango's last shriek echoed throughout the darkness.
Then, silence.
The silence put Miroku in a panic and as he ran faster, rain poured down on him and soaked through his clothes. It rained heavily for two minutes and then ceased, leaving the ground soaked. Exhausted, Miroku stopped, his body could take no more. As he panted to catch his breath, he opened his eyes and saw the puddles of rain surrounding him.
They were red.
His eyes lowered to his soaked clothes.
They were also red.
Miroku stared in revulsion as his widened eyes locked onto his dripping sleeves.
"This...it's blood!"
Drip.
Drip.
Two drops of liquid fell onto his face. Wiping them with his fingers, Miroku found it was also blood. He stared before him, realizing they had fallen from above him. Tentatively, the actor slowly lifted his head to the source of the dripping blood, several more drops falling onto his cheeks.
All of the color drained completely from Miroku's face as he screamed at what his eyes laid upon.
Far above him, was Sango. Her naked body hung lifeless from her veins ripped out from her, dripping in blood, her dark brown hair completely soaked in it.
Unable to support her body any longer, the veins ripped and sent Sango's body falling to the ground. Miroku caught her and carefully lowered her to the ground, gasping in utmost horror at what he saw.
Naraku had shown Sango no mercy whatsoever. Her violated body was completely mutilated. There were numerous deep lacerations all over her body, including her face, adding to the dark unsightly bruises. Sango's remaining innards hung from the bloody cavity in her abdomen and some of her bones were visible as her flesh was either in ribbons or missing altogether.
The unbearable pain was ridden on her grimacing face, tears streaming from Sango's closed eyes and her shallow breath ragged.
Miroku was ridden with guilt as he stared at her anguished face. He tried to save her, God knows he tried to save her, but he failed and caused Sango to go through that horrendous suffering. Miroku held his beloved's body close, weeping.
"Forgive me, Sango." He wept in mourning. "Please forgive me."
Sango struggled to lift her arm, fighting the sharp shooting pain of each movement, and rested her hand onto Miroku's arm, tightening her feeble grip.
"Mi...ro..ku..I..l-l-"
Sango struggled to speak her final words, but blood gushed up her throat from her pierced lungs and silenced her. Her grip on Miroku's blood soaked sleeve tightened, then slackened. Sango's body grew limp and she died in Miroku's arms.
His heart nearly stopping as he heard her last breath, Miroku screamed her name, begging her not to die. Realizing Sango was dead, he held her body tightly and sobbed.
"Damn you, Naraku...! Damn you to hell!" Miroku cursed.
His body and a large area surrounding him was enshrouded by a shadow. Miroku turned behind him and saw Naraku looming several feet over him, cloaked in black. Naraku's loathing red eyes glared into Miroku's as he rose his hand, extending his long thick claws even further and watching his petrified victim tremble.
Die, Houshi...
The claws slashed through Miroku's neck and sent his blood splattering.
Miroku woke up screaming. He hunched over, gripping his arms as his body trembled and his breathing rapid. Images of Sango's bloody mutilated body flashed through his mind and sent him in bewilderment. Immediately, he grabbed the phone and dialed the number to the girls' suite.
Kagome answered, "Hello?"
"Kagome?" Miroku answered, disoriented with fright.
Kagome heard his distraught voice and tried to calm him down. "Miroku? Miroku, what is it? What's wrong?"
"Sango...Is Sango there? Where is she?" The actor inquired frantically.
"Miroku, calm down. Sango's right here on the couch. She fell asleep watching TV. She's been asleep for the past two hours."
The information took a while to process. Miroku then calmed down and came to his senses, realizing that he was awake and the whole thing was only a terrible nightmare. He sighed heavily, resting his forehead on his hand, trying to calm down and collect himself. Kagome overheard Miroku's heavy breathing and became worried.
"Miroku?" Kagome asked, grasping the distraught actor's attention. "Miroku, what happened? You sound scared to death."
He took a moment to calm himself down enough to talk. "It...I...I just had this awful nightmare. Something...something horrible happened to Sango, and I thought I was still dreaming. I just had to see if she was alright."
Kagome assured Miroku that Sango was fine and asked if he wanted to speak to her. He declined, not wanting to disturb her if she was sleeping and hung up, letting Kagome get back to watching TV. Miroku filed his hands through his hair and slowed his breathing, trying very hard to recover from his nightmare.
He lifted his head and looked around, noticing it was unusually quiet in the suite.
The TV was still on, but Inuyasha was gone. Miroku peeked at the balcony and found Shippo was gone as well. He began to wonder where they had gone to when he heard the door open and the said two walked inside.
Inuyasha was smiling as happy as could be, musing how he loved American food and wondered why people kept saying it was the worst stuff in the world. Shippo teardropped and rolled his eyes; he had never seen anyone get so excited over the 5-5-5 (7-7-7) deal at Domino's Pizza. It wasn't like they didn't have the same thing over in Japan. The kitsune took the three large pizzas from the giddy half-demon and set them on the coffee table himself, fearing Inuyasha would trip and ruin their dinner.
As he frowned at the remark, he made an effort to keep his balled fist away from Shippo's head. Inuyasha had promised Kagome he'd cut back on the kitsune's daily beatings, but Shippo was making it pretty difficult for him.
"Keh! If I didn't keep you in the backseat, you would've tried to eat all three of them, you little pig!" Scolding Shippo seemed to calm Inuyasha down a little as he snatched his and Miroku's box from the pile. "Hey, Miroku, I got your favorite...Oi, what's wrong with you?"
Worry laced Inuyasha's voice as he noticed the actor looked pale and a little worn out. Shippo also noticed and brought it to his attention.
Miroku paused before answering. His heartbeat had finally slowed down to its normal pace.
"It's nothing." He spoke quietly. "I just had this awful nightmare and it scared me to death almost."
Noting he didn't even get a response from Shippo, Miroku glanced up. He saw him and Inuyasha on the couch watching TV and stuffing their faces like they didn't hear him. The actor teardropped and frowned at them.
"Oh, but I'm fine now. Thanks for the sympathy." He said sarcastically.
Miroku took a slice of his pizza and laid back down, feeling a little lightheaded. He glanced around the room and rested his attention on the glass doors of the balcony.
Nighttime was approaching as the sun had just dipped below the horizon and the stars began to appear. That scared Miroku a bit as that's how his nightmare started out, until he remembered it was late at night when it actually started. He just looked at the sky, admiring the mixture of orange and blue, when his eyes lowered to something sitting on the balcony railing.
It was a large insect, yellow and purple with red eyes. It's wings flitted as it returned Miroku's stare.
Miroku observed the insect, finding it to be none he recognized. Deciding it was probably native to Florida, he turned his attention back to the TV.
The yellow insect stared at the actor a while longer, then took off into the evening sky to its destination.
On the porch outside his room of his summer home, sat Naraku. He wore his dark blue yukata as he calmly sipped his green tea. He heard a distant buzzing sound and lowered his cup, an evil smile spreading across his lips. Naraku's eyes lifted to see the red-eyed yellow insect flying toward him, stretching out his finger for it to perch on.
"You keep your master waiting, saimyoushou." He spoke softly, his smile remaining. "I assume you have what I asked for?"
"Yes, Master Naraku." The insect replied in its mechanical voice.
Naraku entered his room and sat before the saimyoushou as it connected itself to the television, automatically turning it on and showing what it had recorded.
It had been resting on a branch outside Kagome and Sango's open window peering into their bedroom, showing Naraku how Sango had stormed into the suite and into the bathroom, sobbing. The camera went on to show her laying on her bed, crying and mourning over Miroku.
Naraku laughed, content in seeing her tormented. After telling Sango how he had deceived her and seeing her mourning the loss of her love brought a wicked smile to his face. The insect then showed how Inuyasha had told the group how Miroku had tried to drink himself to death, and Sango's horrified expression thrilled Naraku. Thinking the half-demon told her of the actor's death filled him with elation.
Finally, Houshi is dead; his interference shall no longer burden me. Sango is mine to claim again. The enjoyment I will have hearing her screams of terror, seeing her sorrow and her tears as I make her beg for mercy.
Breaking her.
Oh, the sweet pleasure I shall have having my way with her.
"...The year we spent together...I remember everything now."
Naraku's eyes shot open the second that familiar voice entered in his ears. He heard it again and his red eyes blazed and trembled, raging as he lowered them back to the screen.
There was Sango standing in the nocturnal scene.
With Miroku's arms wrapped tightly around her!
Naraku's body shook with wrath, his bared teeth gnashing fiercely and his canines practically extending into fangs, infuriated that Miroku was alive!
"Sango, I'm sorry. Everything I said that day...everything...I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."
She took him in her arms. "I already have, Miroku. I already have. Forgive me."
Naraku's anger escalated as he watched Miroku look into Sango's eyes and kiss her deeply. Upon seeing Sango return his kiss, objects surrounding Naraku began to crack and burst.
The saimyoushou teardropped as its master snarled savagely, anticipating what was to come. Aw, crap.
Naraku roared and the room exploded! The wooden beams and everything that was in the room was destroyed and laid in ruins around him as Naraku stood seething, his blazing eyes glowing a bright red as his body burned with fury
"Impudent wretches! Making a mockery of Naraku!
"Your judgment is now, Taijiya Sango."