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Sorry it took me so long to update! I'm doing a collab fanfiction story using Ghost Hunt with Iloveanimex! It's called A Bit of a Case. Check it out!

Also: are when her thoughts are normal. When her thoughts overlap with each other. Just so it doesn't confuse you!

Anyway! Onto the chapter! xD

Chapter 23

Sara knew she was going to die the minute Headmistress Kinomoto grabbed her by the hair and put a knife at her throat. She knew that no matter what her family and friends did that she would die that day. She knew all this and yet she felt hope. Strange thing now that she was dead. Who knew that a single event could have changed her destiny? Who knew that she wouldn't even survive to see her next birthday? Who knew she would forget everything? Who knew?!

Dear Kami-sama, please let my intuition be wrong! was her first thought before she forgot it.

She made sure not to swallow for fear of killing herself. She made sure to lock eyes with Sayuri. She made sure to stay absolutely still as to not provoke her obviously deranged Headmistress. She made sure to keep her mouth shut and her brain to go into lock down. She made sure to follow her instincts on not moving a single muscle. Strange things that she made herself do though they proved to be useless. What could have made her realize that no matter what she did, that she would still end up in Heaven? What could have made her realize that she would never have a family of her own. What could have made her realize before her won death that she ended up falling for the very thing she hated? What made her forget? What?!

Kami-sama, please let this all be a dream! was her second thought before she forgot it.

She counted on her friends and her grandparents to get her out of the situation. She counted on her very own instincts to keep her alive. She counted on her dead parents and the All Great Kami-sama to give her luck and bless her. She counted on herself to think of a plausible way to end this without anyone dying. Strange thing counting on so many things now that she was dead. How could she have counted on her instincts when her intuition proved to be right? How could she have counted on her grandparents when they let her down? How could she count on her friends when they just stood by and watched her die? How could she even count on herself when she proved to be useless in all of this? How could she have forgotten? How?!

Kami-sama, please don't let this change my destiny! was her third thought before she forgot it.

She prayed that all would be well. She prayed that her obviously insane Headmistress was caught and thrown into jail to rot for the rest of her miserable life. She prayed that she would get the chance to tell Shippo how she really felt even if it was a little confusing. She prayed that she could survive this so she could defeat that shadow youkai on the eve of her sixteenth birthday. She prayed that she could survive that night so she could do what she always dreamed of doin. Strange things to pray now that she was dead. Why didn't the All Great Kami-sama hear her prayers? Why didn't her parents hear her prayers? Why didn't anyone answer her prayers? Why didn't anyone allow her to tell her feeling to that damned kitsune? Why did she forget? Why?!

Kami-sama, please allow me the chance to defeat the shadow youkai! was her fourth thought before she forgot it.

She wanted to scream out Shippo's name. She wanted to live life the way her parents wanted her to. She wanted the chance to have the family she always dreamed of. She wanted to see if dating Shippo would actually be a terrible thing. She wanted to have kids of her won. She wanted to become a grandmother, a mother, a godmother, and a wife or mate. She wanted so many things. Strange thing now that she was dead. When did Kami-sama decide to change that? When did her parents give up on her? When did she give up on herself? When did these wants get in the way? When did she decide to die? When did she forget? When?!

Kami-sama, please allow my soul to rest in peace and all of my friends and family to be happy! Especially Shippo-dono, who had to have the audacity to fall in love with me! was her final thought just as her heart stopped beating while in Shippo's arms. And the she forgot it.

She decided that dying wasn't so bad. She decided that maybe this was for the best after all. She decided that she honestly didn't care. She decided to join her ancestors and parents in Heaven or the Underworld. She decided that everyone was better off without her. Strange things that she decided now that she was dead. Where did all her sanity and courage go? Where did her sense on honor go? Where did her stubbornness go? Where did SHE go? Where did her memories go? Where?!

Wait... What is that sound? Is that... is that howling? Who is howling like his mate just died? Why is he so sad? What's going on? Where am I? How did I get here? When did this happen? I don't understand!... Who am I?

"Shippo." The words floated around her making tears stream down her pale cheeks as her hands clenched over her still heart. Shippo? That name makes me feel so sad. Why is that? Who is he?... Who am I?

All of these questioned circled Sara's mind in an endless loop. She went from clutching her chest to clutching her head in a matter of seconds. The pain of it caused her to curl in on herself as she continued to float in the darkness. What is that- Shippo? -sound? Who is howling like his mate- Why is that? -just died? Why is he so- Who is he? -sad? What's going- Where am- -on? -I? How did I- When did this- -get here? -happen? Who am- Who am- -I?Who am- -I? Who am- -I? -I? WHO AM I?!

I- I don't understand! Who am I?

"Sara!" a female with caramel eyes and dark brown hair called with a smile as she appeared in her mind.

"Welcome to Miko Academy, Kioshi Sara," an old woman with graying black hair and blue eyes said with a warm smile as she appeared in her mind.

"I'm Kioshi Sara. Pleased to meet you, Kureno-chan." Her own voice echoed back at her within her mind as the pain in her head slowly but surely receded. She began to uncurl herself as she looked around her. Many scenes appeared before her, her own memory fragments as she glanced at each and every one of them.

"... Headmistress Kinomoto. Kureno-chan," she murmured as she focused on her first memory of them.

"Name's Shinto. Shinto Saya. What's yours?" "Kioshi Sara. Pleased to meet you."

"Shinto-sempai..." she murmured as she focused on the blue-eyed blond-headed senior. She could remember her.

"Why is Taisho-dono our sensei?"

"Why have you come to our school, Higurashi-sama?"

Each name suddenly had a face to it. Memories made the pain in her head go away as she slowly found herself again.

"I need to train!"

"I see you are finally awake, Kioshi-chan."

"Taisho-dono, what the fuck is going on?"

"I'm not finished with you yet, asshole!"

"You fucking hentai!"

Each word, each thing said, made her uncurl herself more as faces and times to when each thing was said flew through her mind. SHe slowly smiled as she reveled in each word spoken. She was starting to understand.

"Nice to see you to, Kureno-chan."

"Come in."

"Sh. It's alright. I'm here."

"Are you sure you're alright, Kioshi-san?"

"I'm here because I'm gonna be your new archery sensei!"

"Kioshi-san!"

"My name... is Kioshi Sara..." she mumbled as she straightened completely and eyed her memories she's gained so far.

"Are you okay, Kioshi-san?"

"Oi! Kioshi! Need a hand?"

"Prophecy?"

"HENTAI!"

"What is this prophecy?"

"It says that the chosen one will be seventy-five percent youkai and twenty-five percent miko and the granddaughter of the Shikon Miko and the hanyou that destroyed the Shikon no Tama and the evil it came with. Her power is suppose to be great and mighty that can level even the strongest mountains. You are the Chosen One, Sara-chan."

"You die defeating him."

That stupid prophecy that ruined her life. Sometimes, she wondered why she even decided to go along with it. Then she recalled her friends and knew that she was walking the right path. "I am... to die... when I turn sixteen..."

"Okaa-san...Otou-san...I miss you guys so much."

"Taisho-sensei, move. This is my battle."

"If you think I can die so easily, then you are sorely mistaken."

"Damn. I missed."

"R-Rin?!"

"Come on."

"They could be having a major orgy session."

Her memories, good and bad, continued to flow through her brain before it stopped on a single name.

"What's wrong, Shippo-dono? Scared of a fifteen year old girl?"

"Shippo..." she murmured confused. She still didn't know who was connected to the name.

"I love you," he whispered as a tear fell from his forest green eye and onto her cheek. The warm liquid cleared her dark vision enough for her to get a last look at the kitsune who infuriated her and yet made her stomach tingle all in the same second. Who made her blood boil with hatred in one minute then lust the next. The kitsune who made her doubt her own oath to never forgive him. The kitsune who stole her heart.

"Shippo. Shippo!" she cried as each memory of him came to the forefront of her mind and tears once again fell from her brown and gold speckled eyes as she looked around the vast darkness. She needed to come back to life. For him.

My, what a slightly confusing chapter! Please, don't be too mad at me! Review to see what happens next?