InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Daijobu Deska? ❯ Until Death Do Us Part (Part 1) ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: It all belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.

 

Okay, this is my first Mir/San fic. I really hope to continue this one I have so many ideas.

 

 ~ Daijobu Deska? ~

Chapter 1 ~ Until Death Do Us Part (Part 1)

By: Leucothea

Life without love is no life at all..._

 

 

 Sango Hiraikotsu was happy.

 

At least she let it show that she was. It was her wedding day, she was about to embark in holy wedded bliss. Shouldn't she have been happy?

 

The gloomy weather would probably be able to describe how she felt.

 

Really, she was indescribable. It's not as if she wanted it, but she couldn't have seen another way around it. Her father was sick; he couldn't help his family in anyway now. Her father wanted to see her married soon; he wanted to see his only daughter taken cared of, before he outgrew his time. Therefore, she was married off to the first man that asked for her hand in marriage.

 

Naraku Jaki

 

Her father was pleased to know that his daughter was marrying into money. Naraku owned a very prestigious company, had been a friend of the family for years, and he was very persistent in marrying Sango. She knew it was because it meant that he would get the half of Hiraikotsu Inc., a very well known weapons company.

 

Unfortunately, that meant there would be no love in the marriage.

 

Not that she really cared. Love, for her, didn't exist. There was a time where she believed in nothing but love, and had imagined a day such as this. She imagined marrying her high school sweet heart, Kuranoske. He was everything to her, but he decided she wasn't everything for him. He cheated on her one week before their wedding. She was heart broken and her father then got sick, and he made it his responsibility to see that his daughter taken cared of, even if love wasn't in the union.

 

With his best interest in mind, he pleaded with Sango to take Naraku's offer. She did, for her father and brother's sake. So here, she was today, standing off to the side, taking in the lively bride's room through hazel eyes. She really wished to be alone, but that was hard to do when she was the one wearing a big white-puffy western style dress.

 

Soon she found herself out of her stupor and surrounded by a circle of women fussing over her dress and the state of her curly brown hair. She let them work on her hair, and dress. Soon she will be married, and known as Sango Jaki. What else did she need to think about?

 

“You seem to be missing something.” Kagome Higurashi moved in to stand in front of Sango, placing the veil in its rightful position. “There.” She stepped back and observed her work. Sango smiled at her best friend, “Who knew you would look good in magenta.” Kagome smiled back and twirled around for her friend to see the dress in motion.

 

“Yeah, who knew? I'm just happy you didn't make them strapless, I don't think magenta and yellow are good colors for me.” Sango bit her lower lip when it dared to quiver. Just seeing Kagome in front of her, and thinking of her new life ahead, made her want to cry.

 

Kagome pulled her into a strong embrace, ignoring the irritated cries from the women working on Sango's dress. "I'm sorry you didn't get the “free choice” like the rest of our friends. However, things will be all right. You'll make it through; you're a strong woman Sango-chan. Just remember that I'll always be there for you and so will your family. "

 

Sango gave a watery smile and stood back. “You're right.” She caught a glimpse of the women all finished with her dress, and saw that they hadn't seen her tearful face yet. “Gome-chan? Help me with my make up will you?”

 

Kagome walked towards the small table beside all the chattering women, grabbed the necessary objects, and wiped Sango's runny-make up, “Gladly.”

 

 

~OXO~

 

The small cathedral, in which Sango was to get married in, was ablaze with the light transmitted by hundreds of lamps and candles. Every guest was seated and ready for the ceremony.

 

At the alter, stood the bishop and beside him stood the groom. Cool and collected, his dark wavy hair was up in his usual fashion, and his tux perfectly pressed and ready. The groom stood by his best man without any worries.

 

Soon the musicians began playing a soft tune, as a small lavender haired boy walked to the alter. The rings in the small pillow he carried. After him came two identical girls in light pink dresses showering the aisle they walked on with white, pink and red Rose petals.

 

After the flower girls, Kagome and the bridesmaids walked down the aisle, and stood across from Naraku and his best man. All of the bridesmaids wore the same magenta dress as Kagome's, except hers had a puffy bottom, which showed that she was the Maid of Honor.

 

Soon the tune changed to another, and the guests took it as the cue to stand. Through the doors came Sango, in her western style white dress. The veil covered her face completely. The only thing that guaranteed that she would reach the alter without stumbling was her father who had her arm in the crook of his elbow. Once they reached the alter, Hiroshi Hiraikotsu gave away his only daughter.

 

Naraku took Sango's hand and led her up the steps. The bishop looked at the couple in front of him and opened his book. The musicians took it as their cue to stop, and they too paid attention to the ceremony ahead.

 

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the holy matrimony of Naraku Jaki and Sango Hiraikotsu. The blessing they will receive is sacred, for they receive heaven's nation and with this unity each and every one of us should feel blessed and awed by these two people who have made an eternal commitment to serve each other till death shall separate them…”

 

I could run away right now...

 

No! What about the merger of companies everyone has been working on? Father is pleased and this means the company is taken cared of. It means Kohaku can still have more time as a normal teenager.

 

We can take care of the company ourselves. Why did you go to college and take all those courses for? Marry him and you become nothing but a housewife. Let's be selfish for once. Run! You have no reason to marry someone who you don't love.

 

Who cares who I love or don't love? Love doesn't exist. It never did. Let's just get this over with.

 

"If there are any objections to this union speak now or forever hold your peace." complete silence filled the cathedral as the priest scanned the room for any objectors.

 

This is our chance! We can raise our hand and OBJECT.RIGHT.NOW

 

No

 

Life without love is no life at all...

 

I don't care.

 

“Sango, will you have this man to be your husband; to live together in the promise of marriage? Do you love him, will you comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, do you pledge be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?”

 

“I do.”

 

Liar

~OXO~

 

 Alright, this is my first fic here on mediaminer. First it was in FF.net, but I decided to also post it here. I also decided to divide the first chapter in to two. Well, please leave a review, I would love to know what you thought of the first chapter.

 

Thanks!

 

-Leucothea