InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Changing Winds ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Minutes seemed to slip into hours, and hours into eternity as the small group of four ran swiftly through the dense forest. Silence hung heavily in the air, as all minds raced back to events of just the past hour. Sango was unconscious, and desperately fighting a losing battle for her life. The stain of blood on her abdomen spread to eventually engulf her clothing. Her breathing was labored, and she gasped painfully with every breath. Even more alarming than her breathing were her constant fits of coughing. Every time she coughed, a small lake of crimson pooled from her swollen, bloodied lips.

Kagome and Miroku rode on Kirara in complete silence, weighing the events of just the few past hours. Miroku more than anyone was devastated at the thought of losing a woman he truly loved. He thought back to every perverted act he had ever performed and concluded it as a self defense of his heart. If Sango were to ever reject him, he felt that he'd probably rot from the inside and die completely to the world. In many ways he was like the enigma in red in front of him. Both were afraid to embrace the women they loved, and both tied between two lovers; one of the past, and one of the present. Miroku sighed softly and turned his mind back the one who needed him most. Sango.

Kagome rested her head on Kirara's back. So many things were racing through her mind, it gave her a headache. She was of course grieving for her best friend, who lied almost lifeless in the arms of Inuyasha, but also, she thought back to the battle. She almost never disrupted Inuyasha's battles, no matter how grim the situation was, he didn't allow it. This time however, she rushed in head first and almost got herself killed. It just didn't make sense. Maybe it was a strong need for vengeance that compelled her to attack.

*flashback*

Inuyasha rushed the cat demon head-on. It saw the attack and knocked the hanyou into the ground with a swipe of his massive paw. Sango sat up abruptly, and pain shot through her wounded body, forcing her back into Kagome's lap.

"NO! Inuyasha! Don't!", Sango screamed out the passionate cry. Kagome's head snapped to look at the young woman resting on her, trying to read her teary eyes. Compassion, sorrow, guilt, and finally one Kagome couldn't understand, flared across her features.

Kagome shook her head to clear the memory and brushed a few loose strands of silken, raven hair behind her ears. That had to of been it. Watching Sango so desperate for revenge made her go out and seek it just like a sister would. Yes, that was the perfect word to describe them, sisters. Sango had always been there for her, and she even risked her own life to save the young miko. The thought alone started the tears to sting the back of her eyes.

'She actually saved me when she couldn't even walk, and now she might even die. Why the hell am I so pathetic. If Sango dies it will be all my fault. My fault alone, because I couldn't protect us. What the hell the good of having powers if I can't even use them right. I don't even deserve to live. I'm such a fool.'

Kagome was yet again overcome with tears and the road in front of her became blurry and disoriented.

Inuyasha ran as fast as he could, dodging the endless army of trees that obscured his path. He growled loudly in frustration. Time. Time was of the essence and would be the deciding factor as to whether the beauty in his arms lived or died. He hated leaving things up to chance. Hell, he hated almost all things that were beyond his control. Life, death, it was all a fluke anyway. Just a sick cruel game with no winners. You chase a dream your whole life only to fail and be put six feet under. He chuckled, and contented himself to listening to the faint heartbeat, thumping rhythmically in his arms.

The cries of the soft maiden behind him filled Miroku's ears. Although so different, her tears reminded him of Sango's when Kohaku turned against her. In any other situation, he would have had words of comfort gentle enough to lull a child to sleep, but now he had none. His heart was stripped and raw, and he could not think of a kind word to say to Kagome. He blamed her weakness for the incident. If she were stronger Sango wouldn't be where she was. He smirked. Sango was truly an angel of mercy and the light of her purity shone brilliantly through her toughened exterior. It was understood why she trusted so few, especially accounting for the things she'd witnessed. He nodded his head for assurance.

'When Sango heals, I'll ask her to be my wife. Then I'll protect her and make sure she's never hurt again.'

Kirara stopped abruptly leaving her passengers in bewilderment. Miroku and Kagome exchanged confused glances and turned to the hanyou who stood densely in the middle of the road. Miroku jumped off Kirara and afterward helped Kagome down, and the twosome stalked over to Inuyasha.

"Why the hell did you stop huh? We have to get to Kaede's and save Sango!", Kagome yelled in Inuyasha's face.

He turned slowly to face the pair, allowing them to take in his solemn face. He spoke in a dry, hushed tone.

"Her heart stopped. Sango is dead."

The words knocked Kagome down like a blow, and she fell on the forest floor. Tears flowed down her face and her body heaved in violent waves. She cried so hard that her stomach emptied, but she took no heed. Sango was dead and there was nothing she could do.

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