InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Sorrow Filled Love ❯ Pain, Thoughts, and Sadness ( Chapter 8 )

A/N: Hey guys I finally have absolutely no homework, for tonight at least, YAH!! So I'm going to take this rare opportunity to update this fic again since you guys are starting to send threats if I don't update soon lol! Damn I'm glad this fic is like so much, I didn't think it would go this well but I guess I'm a good storywriter, essays on the other hand, forget about it. Okay I guess ill stop blabbing and get on with the next chapter to this wonderful fic!!! Hope you guys like it!!!!

 

Disclaimer: I don't, and sadly, never will own Inuyasha.

 

Warning: not much to warn about only some sadness but hey you expect that with this story anyways.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

 

Chapter 8: pain, Thoughts, and Sadness (Revised)

 

 

 

Kirara's ears swiveled, waiting to hear Sango's quiet footsteps approaching, but they never came.

Her eyes cracked open to reveal worried crimson eyes. She knew something was wrong, she could feel it. Neither Inuyasha, Kagome, nor Sango had returned since they left a while ago.

Kirara got up from the warmth of Sango's futon and padded outside. She sat on the top stair and gazed into the dark forest ahead, searching for any sign of movement.

She waited for a while but not once did she see any sign of her missing companions. She mewed loudly, and then froze listening for Sango's return call but it didn't come.

Kirara finally stood and trotted down the stairs and into the deep underbrush of the forest, melting into the shadows. She lifted her nose into the air and sniffed. Her ears flattened against her skull when the strong smell of sickness, arousal, and tears invaded her sensitive nose. She sniffed again and finally picked up the familiar scent of Sango and the Hanyou.

She turned and followed the scent to a clearing where the sacred tree loomed over the tops of the rest of the trees in the forest. She looked up into the branches but there was no one there.

She sniffed the air once again and turned and ran towards the direction of the well. She slowed down and hesitantly walked into the clearing, her gaze sweeping over the clearing.

She spotted the curled up form of Sango's sleeping body. Kirara could practically taste the salt of Sango's tears; the scent was so strong.

She could also smell Inuyasha and Kagome's scent drifting in the air but pushed that to the back of her mind and trotted up to Sango. She licked Sango's pale cheek, trying to wake her up.

When she didn't stir, Kirara gave in and, transforming into her bigger form, she laid down next to Sango's body to keep her warm, wrapping her two tails around the trembling body.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

He couldn't believe it…he couldn't believe she would give up everything with him just for Kagome's happiness!

Inuyasha pouted;

`I showed her how I felt, I tried to tell her what I wanted and it still wasn't enough!!!'

Inuyasha looked up to the sky, noticing the light of the coming dawn.

`If we were not interrupted I would have made her my mate…'

He paused, the reality of that fact finally sinking in.

`My mate…would she willingly choose to stay by my side forever?'

He sighed and gracefully jumped from the branch he was sitting on.

`I guess I should get back…'

The memory of Sango's taste on his tongue and her calming scent filling his senses came back to him.

He shook his head stubbornly trying to get all that happened that night out of his memory.

`Why do I always love the ones I was never destined to have?'

Inuyasha huffed and then started to walk back to Kaede's village.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 

Once he reached the small hut he peeked inside only to be surprised to only see the sleeping figures of Miroku, leaning against the far wall, his staff held in his hands; Shippou curled into a small fluffy ball in Kagome's still empty futon, and Kaede lying close to the now smoldering coals of last nights fire.

Inuyasha's gaze was drawn to the empty futon in the far right corner.

`Sango hasn't come back yet…she should have been back by now.'

Inuyasha looked around and saw Sango's things still leaning against the cottage wall.

`She didn't leave again because her things are still here and she wouldn't leave without them.'

Inuyasha turned and ran out of the cottage and into the forest heading for the well.

When he entered the clearing a couple of minutes later he was blasted with the salty scent of tears and the sickening smell of sickness.

He frantically searched the clearing and breathed a sigh of relief when his golden gaze laid on Sango's curled up body lying next to the transformed Neko-demon.

He quickly made his way to her side, and gave Kirara a reassuring smile when she began to growl in warning.

He rolled her over onto her back and laid her head in his lap.

Her clothes were drenched in sweat, and he could feel an unnatural amount of heat radiating off of her.

`What's wrong with her, she was like this earlier.'

Inuyasha gently laid Sango's unconscious body back down onto the grass. He turned his head to the now calm Kirara.

“How long has she been like this?” He asked.

Kirara cocked her head to the side and then growled again.

Inuyasha nodded his head and turned back to Sango.

He slowly undid the top of her kimono and slipped the right sleeve down, his eyes widening when he saw the wrap he had placed on the wound that night was soaked in blood.

He carefully peeled the wrap off of her wound, his eyebrows furrowing and his lips turning down into a frown.

He bent down and sniffed her wound, quickly pulling back and covering his nose with the sleeve of his red fire-rat houri.

`That doesn't smell like blood…it is familiar but I can't pin point what the hell that smell is.'

Inuyasha worriedly gazed down into Sango's unusually pale face.

`Sango…what's wrong with you…this is all connected to that damn wound somehow… but it's impossible that it hasn't healed after such a long amount of time.'

Inuyasha quickly cleaned the wound and rewrapped her shoulder with a piece of cloth from his houri.

He sat back brooding over Sango's words from the night before…

“It's the wound I got from my final battle with my brother…”

Her voice echoed in his head.

He let out a frustrated groan.

`I know there is something obvious that I'm missing… if this wound was given to her by Kohaku then it has to be connected with Naraku… but how.'

 

 

 

A/N: Yah!!!!! I finally got this chapter done!!!! Sorry it took a little longer to get the time to type this chapter up…I already had it written but I was way to busy this week to type much of anything but homework…but I finally found the time. Thanks all of you guys that reviewed I really love your comments. I'll update soon…probably this weekend. See Ya!

Sapphire