Title: Wail of the Void
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Sango/Miroku
Word count: 186
Wail of the Void
Jade beads, bound with holy power, shattered in his hand. Desperately, Miroku clenched his fist, holding back the void, in effort to save all that had become dear. Her. Them. Her.
His bellowed warning rang unheard beyond the wail of the void. Pivoting on his heel he gave his companions on last sorrowful glance. It was then Sango burst forward, unthinking, only to be tackled to the ground.
She shrieked, her voice cutting through the darkening wind as she tore and bit into the hanyou's flesh. After loosing so much, she would loose no more without a fight.
Miroku looked sad, brave, and oddly content. He had always known, no matter how he denied, this day would come. And now that it was here, his only regret was he never told her. That none of the girls that caught his eye, could ever catch his heart. It belonged to Sango.
I should have told her.
Their eyes met and she smiled, knowing in that instant what he longed to say.
Then he smiled, beatific, like a saint, and without hesitation, turn the void, his curse, and her savior, upon himself.
