A/N: Here's an update. Unfortunately, it's one of those short chapters; the kind I do before I switch point-of-view. :/ Sorry, but I'll update again soon... At least, I plan on doing so. PS: The part that happens here with the flashback Sango has soooo happened to me. haha Oh, good memories. Except, I definately romanticized it because I didn't mention the trillions of mosquitoes or biting water bugs; but that's ok. haha Oh and before I forget, a little warning, this chapter's a bit disturbing.

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or anything else mentioned in this story; duh. XD
Rated: Mature For crude language, sexual references, and mature situations.

CHAPTER 18

I was in my own little world as I stepped into the house. Kohaku wouldn't be home until later, as he was on a long field trip with his school. They had gone to the sound; just near the beach, but not quite. I had always admired places near the coast and I would've loved to chaperone, but with the state I was in, I couldn't possibly handle a bunch of little kids. Yeah yeah, I knew they weren't little per say. They were just younger than me, and counted just enough. And as I thought of that, I remember when I had been the one on that trip many years ago. I remembered it as if it were yesterday.

InuYasha, Miroku, and I followed the aquatic instructor further into the sound with a few other classmates. The water was slightly turbid and I feared, just slightly, that something could be lurking beneath. Miroku and InuYasha had busied themselves with throwing seaweed and other various aquatic plants at each other. I found that absolutely repulsive, but I tried to pay them little mind and soak in the environment. I loved it out here; I loved nature in general.

Miroku just so happened to find a cauliflower-like thing floating in the water and picked it up. He held it up in InuYasha's face and the blonde jerked out of the way as Miroku squeezed it and liquid shot out of it.

"Ew! What the fuck was that?!" InuYasha exclaimed as Miroku nearly fell into the knee-high waters laughing terribly hard. I rolled my eyes at them, although greatly amused.

"This here is a sea squirt," our instructor said as he picked up an even larger cauliflower-like thing. "It's an aquatic animal that's a chordate."

I tuned out as he went into his scientific babbling about the creature that started with the binomial nomenclature. Miroku and InuYasha engaged in, what I'd like to call, an intense "sea squirt gun fight" and paid no mind to the instructor. I swatted at a mosquito that had landed on my arm and one of my classmates found some very tiny jellyfish with one of the nets we had each been given.

Miroku tuned in when the instructor said something about the sea squirts being hermaphrodites and he looked up in earnest. Fucking pervert.

It was then that he spotted the small crab that had latched onto the instructor's shorts. InuYasha pointed it out as it climbed further north only to settle on the instructor's crotch.

"Ew, man. You've got crabs!" Miroku exclaimed, pointing at the animal. Everyone started laughing; including me and Miroku looked up at me with shining amethyst eyes. I blushed, and he blushed before looking away.

"How clever," the instructor laughed before carefully removing the crab's small pincers and explaining what exactly the crab did for the unique ecosystem of the sound; it's niche.

"Stop!" I heard a loud voice scream and was instantly jolted out of my reverie. Throwing my bag to the ground I threw my feet against the ground as I tore up the stairs. That had been Kagura screaming.

I flew through the hallway and flung her door open. The sight that met my eyes was one that would haunt me until I died. I froze where I was and my eyes blurred with angry tears as muffled cries harassed my ears.

"Get the fuck away from her," I spat at the man whose cold, black eyes were blazing with anger. How dare he even think of doing that to her?! How dare he make her cry?!! I was so fucking angry. I felt tremors of rage rip through me.

"As if I'd want this pathetic slut anyways," as he moved away from Kagura he adjusted himself and fixed his pants. Kagura slipped to the floor in a heap of weak flesh and tears. Her cries met my ears aggressively.

"Shut up," he exploded before kicking her with alarming strength. I suddenly appeared next to him and threw probably the hardest punch I had ever thrown in my life. A fire exploded through two of my fingers and into my hand. The numbness that seeped into that wrist was unbearable as I watched him stumble to his side a few feet, almost falling. His fist flew at me and nicked the side of my face. Pain flew through my cheekbone and a strangled gasp slipped from my lips. I felt dizzy for a moment and fell uncoordinatedly to the ground next to Kagura. Tears blurred my vision as I watched as red began to speckle the white carpet and expand. A few more spots and they'd all connect, I thought absently.

Blinking a few times, I was trying to get my bearings when I felt pain burst into my ribcage. He had no doubt, kicked me the way he had kicked Kagura—except harder.

I screamed out, having not expected such intense pain so instantaneously. I curled up, wanting to escape the pain. It was too much. Too much to enjoy; too much to handle. I suddenly began to chough on the blood that had drained into my airway from my nose. As I was seized with a coughing fit, he stood at the door.

"Kagura," his voice sneered. "You're just as worthless as this bitch who dared to punch me."

All was silent except for Kagura's faint sobbing and my wheezing. A few moments later and the door downstairs slammed. He was gone.

Kagura threw up.

Ignoring the throbbing in my head, the searing, pulsating pain of my ribcage, and the blurriness of my vision, I made my way over to her trembling form. She refused to look at me but I cradled her close, irritating my ribs much more. I had probably broken a few- it felt like that anyways.

"Kagura," I wheezed, trying to blow the blood out of my air ways. It was drying quickly, but still flowing. There was so much… "Why was… that bastard here?"

She held in a sob and her lip trembled. She threw up again. Some of it got on my arm but I disregarded it. If I were in her position I would barf until my tongue burned away because of my stomach acid. That bastard had… he had….

"Argh," I huffed my frustration, filling with anger once again; my head throbbed even more. "What the fuck… was he doing here?!" I exclaimed. It was hard to breathe… It hurt to breath…

Kagura didn't speak for a long moment. She sounded as if she were going to throw up again because of all of her gagging sounds, but then didn't. She eventually answered me.

"I invited him over," her voice was very weak.

"Why?! What could you… possibly need from… Naraku?!" I was gasping for air. I didn't feel right. My head felt heavy.

She looked ashamed and I felt faint, waiting for the answer I knew wouldn't come anytime soon. Fuck. My eyes blurred over even worse and I felt myself fall a bit before pulling myself back. Kagura's eyes were now wide with terror and concern. She pulled herself up and winced all the way over to the phone. I heard her dial three numbers and watched her struggle to pull the phone up to her ear.

"I need help," sobs were falling from her lips. "My daughter's dying."

The scene blurred even more and I couldn't make out distinct shapes. Black dots jumped about my hindered vision for a long while before a myriad of them swarmed everything.

I blacked out.

Dun dun dunnnn~ Sango dies. the end.

Jk, as if I'd do that.
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Enigmatic Ethereality