InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Having It All ❯ A True Love Story ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

I really hate to repeat myself but here it goes... I do NOT own Inuyasha OR Yu Yu Hakusho! Are you happy now dammit!!??


Lots of action, explanations, and I even got some fluffiness on there!!!


Before we began, I would like to thank my wonderful and poetic beta Chiguy. You will be seeing some of his spectacular works throughout this fic. Forgive some of the typos, I'm pretty wasted right now!



The days events proved to be more exhausting then Sango had originally believed. Everything that happened had her nerves fried and she felt uneasy. Or did it have anything to do with the fact that the Lord of the manner was incredibly sexy, and flirting with 'her'. When the two guards had escorted her into the conference chambers, she sat waiting patiently for their lord to appear. Sango began to glance around then stood from her seat to get a closer look of a painting that had caught her eye. Upon further inspection, she discover that the painting was of a young woman who appeared to be in her early twenties. Her confident smile and beauty spoke true of her noble blood, and Sango had thought something was misplaced about her. She was almost too perfect. Almost god like. A smooth voice snapped her out of her musings.

"She is beautiful isn't she?" Sango whipped around to see a tall figure towering over her. When had he come in? She must have been more tired then she thought not to notice. 'There's no way I can slay a youkai in this condition' Sango thought. While walking her into hidden territory, the guards had been vague about Youko Kurama. They told her what they knew, which wasn't much, but they were certain that he was heading straight for them. Anything else, the Lord himself would have to provide her with. As soon as she turned to face her would be employer, Sango was no longer entranced by the painting's beauty, but the Lords. Her breath caught in her throat. I've never seen anyone with ocean blue eyes before'.

Y-yes she is. I was just thinking that I have never seen anyone more beautiful!"

"Yes. Well in their human forms, most youkai are very beautiful." The Lord informed. He seemed quit amused with her shocked expression.

"Youkai," Sango questioned. She was surprised that he would be so open about such a relationship. And the what would posses him to betray his humanity in such away. Looking at the guy, Sango new that he could have his choice of female company. Human females that is. Yes he spoke the truth, in their human forms, mostly all youkai were very attractive. Well at least that was the rumor. She had never seen a demon who was capable, so she had nothing to go on. But those striking looks were only an illusion, for they where the most dangerous of vilians. Cunning, calculating and purely power driven. They were the real monsters in her opinion, and the thought of laying with one sickened her. Sango visibly grimaced when she thought of fangs and claws roaming all over her. Cold hands pawing at her. Mauling her. She suddenly became very Leary of him, he noticed.

"Please do not recant young taijiya, I bare no ill will against you." The lord notice that she had relaxed, but barely. He thought it best for him to get to the point and explain why he need her.

"Tell me huntress, have you ever heard of the Crestfallen Tear?" When Sango shook her head, he continued as his gazed was captured by the painting.



Four centuries ago, a young warlord held a conference with the Great Snake demon of the East. While negotiating means for peace on both parts, the human lord encountered a servant girl. A girl with such beauty that it stole his breath. After some investigation, he found that the girl was a princess of a enslaved race of demons. Her people were elementals who preferred seclusion above all else, were surrounded by the demon of the east and after a great battle, the princess commanded her people to surrender. Princess Kimora would not see more of her peoples lives spent. She offered her life in exchange for peace, but the Snake demon had other plans. He enslaved them all and took Kimora as his concubine. It had been the way of things for two censures, until the young warlord who had been setting fire to the Snake demons territory came along. He walked the path of supreme conquest, destroying and enslaving anything along the way. What a selfish fool he was. But that all had changed once he set eyes on Kimora. His thirst for power had instantly been sated .The Snake demon, who had long since grown weary of war thought it best to settle the matter with his formidable opponent by coming to terms that they both could agree with. In an exchange for his territories peace he offered the human lord the elemental land. At the last minute the human Lord demanded that Kimora be apart of the arrangement, and the Snake demon although reluctant, agreed. Treaties were signed and the Young warlord and the Princess of Elementals were gone. In an unexpected gesture, the lord freed Kimora and returned the lands to it's rightful owner. Although she had nothing to give, the princess vowed to repay the human someday. After a years had passed, Kimora had finally thought of a way. She would prolong his life. But in order to do this they would have to be mated, which was not an issue for her since she had loved him from the moment they'd met. After confessing that he'd felt the same, they were married and bonded shortly after. As a wedding gift to his bride the now prince had promised to free her people. The battles had raged for decades, neither side willing to claim defeat. In a last effort to kill the Snake demon, Kimora galloped towards the one who had been the bain of her existence for centuries and ran her blade through his blackened heart, dislodging it from his body. After setting the dark heart on fire, the Prince and Princess glanced around the battlefield. All of their enemies were dead, but so were all of her people. Kimora cries pierced through the heavens, and she prayed for her people to finally be allowed the great nirvana. As an answer to her prayers, the Gods created the Crest Fallen Tear. It would be Kimora's duty to guard the Tear and protect her people even in death. It was punishment for failing them the first time. So as the centuries passed, Kimora and her Prince remained. So did the Crestfallen Tear.



"Lady Kimora protected the Tear with her life and as her mate, that duty falls to me." The Prince turned his attention to the stunned taijiya. When their eyes met he gave her a smile that made her insides flutter. "This is why I have asked for your help Madam huntress, to keep the object that means so much to many from falling into the wrong hands." The Prince looked weary after the tale. Sango took him in, from his lustrous waist length hair, to the sharp attractive angles of his face

'How tragic, yet very, very beautiful' thought Sango. His story had made her heart ached. She could feel the moisture gathering in her eyes, threatening to spill over.A warrior did not show such weakness in front of others, but what girl wasn't a sucker for a good love story.

" How did she die Prince-" It occurred to Sango that she didn't know his name. 'Talk about looking unprofessional.'

"Asoriu." Another breath taking smile. "She was killed while protecting the Tear three years ago. Although she managed to kill the thief, she was mortally wounded as well."

"Prince Asoriu, please imagine how strange it is for me, a taijiya to be asked for help to preserve prosperity for a youkai race." Sango said this very gently so not to offend him.' Is he fucking insane' she thought. 'There's no way!'

"With all respect madame taijiya, all demons are not malevolent. My mate certainly wasn't, nor were her people" Asoriu said with as much conviction as he could muster. This was not the time to be blinded by prejudice.

"Why would this Youko Kurama want the Tear in the first place" Sango asked exasperatedly. What would her father say if he'd known she had involved herself in demon matters other than killing them? It would be simple. He'd disown her.

"It is rumored that if the Crestfallen Tear were to fall into the wrong hands, that her people would be enslaved for all eternity by the new owner. It would grant him unimaginable power."

"Power you want for yourself" Sango accused.

"NO!" Her accusation had made him sound angrier than he'd intended. He did not mean to snap at her in such a fashion, especially since he needed her help.

"Please forgive me Prince Asoriu" Sango stood and bowed deeply from the waist. "But I cannot help you."

"For your time taijiya, you will be fed and given new garments. Before you leave, I will show you why this is most important to me." Prince Asoriu stood and beckoned Sango to follow. As they walked through various halls and corridors, they were greeted by guards and servants alike. They finally came to stand in front of a ornate door with a old woman sitting beside it. She began to stand, to greet her prince properly, but he kindly dismissed the gesture with a elegant wave of his hand.

"How are you tonight Hotaru? I trust she wasn't a complete handful."

"Didn't give an old woman a moments rest, the little hellion" she said with a chuckle." But she's as sweet as sugar!"

"Good" Asoriu said with a laugh of his own, and then in an uncharacteristic display of kindness, he helped the old woman to her feet. Sango for the hundredth time that night wondered about him. He was mated to a youkai, was over four centuries old, and was the kindest nobleman she had ever encountered. The way he actually took the time to address his servants, and concerned himself with their well beings. He was a mystery.

"You can retire for the night Hotaru, I'll take things from here."

"Thank you mi lord, is this the exterminator the whole castle's buzzing about?" At her lords affirmation, Hotaru studied Sango for the longest time before speaking again. "Come closer child." Sango moved to stand in front of the older woman and bent her knees to even out their height. When the old woman grasped her hand, Sango didn't pull away. Knowing eyes unfocused a bit. " A genuine female exterminator."

"Yes miss" Sango agreed not really understanding the question. Of'course she was a female taijiya, anyone could see that.

"And that makes you all the more special. You will learn a great deal tonight young one. Have an open mind and open heart. You are more powerful then you give yourself credit for, and have potential to become so much more than that."

'Okay, thanks for the riddle' Sango thought. Deciding to keep her sarcasm to herself, Sango gave her a curt nod.

"I will make sure that the girl's needs are taken care of before I retire mi lord." Asoriu thanked her, she then respectfully bowed then took her retreat. When Hotaru was out of sight, the Prince open the doors and motioned Sango to follow him inside the darkened room. Her curiosity overpowered her skepticism and she entered. Sango could hardly see her surroundings but she was aware of the small amount of demonic energy surrounding her. She drew closer until she was standing beside a large bed with a small figure resting in the middle. Sango knew without being told that it was the Prince's hanyou child. As moon rays filtered through the window, Sango inspected the child even further. She didn't look like how most people described hanyous. She wasn't deformed or monstrous, or even vicious looking, and if Sango didn't know any better she would have pegged her for a normal human child. Asoriu sat on the bed. Admiring his sleeping babe who wasn't even seven winters old. He then wiped away a few misplaced hairs from her face.

"Name your price huntress, the Tear's punishment falls to my daughter now and as you can see, she is not strong enough to be a guardian yet. She will one day, but not yet. Not only will my wife and her people fall into slavery, but so will my daughters soul, eventually. Do you have a family huntress?"

"Yes, my father and younger brother" Sango answered honestly, not looking at the child for fear of weakening.

"Wouldn't you do everything in your power to save them? To save their souls?"

"Yes!" It came without hesitation.

"Then you see" He looked at her and Sango could see his desperation, for the first time. He was fighting for his loved ones souls, the same way she would for hers.

"I-

"Father? Who is that?" Neither had noticed when the child woke, her emerald eyes the exact color of her mothers shining with curiosity.

"She is a taijiya sweetheart, a demon exterminator." He loved his daughter with all his heart. Sango could tell by his tone. Patient and tender.

"Are you here to help miss" the child asked hopefully.She was more than aware of the situation, and understood completely. Sango remained silent for a moment. She studied the child then her father.

"My name is Sango, I'm from the Sacred Village of the Taijiya. Don't worry little one, I will take care of the monster. Promise!" The girl's face instantly lit up and she gave Sango a heart warming smile.

"My name is Waverly. Hi!" she said in a soft voice then yawned widely. Protection was here for her and her daddy. She would sleep well tonight.

"Hi!"Sango whispered and watched the little one return to slumber with a content grin on her adorable little face. Sango and Asoriu left the room and lightly shut the door behind them.

"You know, you remind me of her a lot. My mate that is" He said while facing the young woman.

"She was a beautiful, demon princess my lord. I fail to see the comparison." I mean, sure she thought that she was pretty and had a few offers here and there, but she in no way compared to the Elemental princess.

"Your beautiful!" Asoriu countered. " And strong, and," He was moving closer now, "Courageous" Sango felt his breath on her face now, " vibrant and kind he was so close now! 'Oh my gods! Is he going to kiss me' Sango thought, her cheeks scarlet now. She was too stunned to move at this point, and braced herself for the inevitable by taking a deep breath. Any second no-

"Father!!!"

Asoriu let out an exasperated sigh then excused himself. Sango on the other hand wasn't sure if she should be disappointed or grateful for the distraction.


After a five course meal, and long luxurious bath mixed with jasmine, and eucalyptus oils, Sango was dresses in a sleeping gown instead of yukata. She felt and smelled great and the large crushing bed felt even better. The room was decorated in white and lilac with silken streamers that touched from ceiling to floor. It reminded her of when she used to run through the sheets that were hung on the cloths line for drying, as a child. It's safe to say that as soon as her head touched the pillow she was out like a like a light.


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The moon was high in the sky as he entered the room. He could feel them calling out to him. The souls of the Crestfallen Tear. The full moon disturb them. How strange it was to find such an object in a human settlement. Would they even know of the power it harbored? Could they hear it's call? Youko doubted it seriously.The lack of security was proof of that fact. Wondrous items such as the Crestfallen Tear belonged with youkai not humans. 'Preferably me', Youko thought with a smirk.

He could practically close his eyes and let the pulsing lead the way. Pushing past the many streamers, he finally spotted his target. There, around the neck of the most beautiful creature he had ever seen was the Tear. The way her hair was splayed over the pillow reminded him of a endless ebony sea, and her porcelain skin looked creamy and soft. Using vines to suspend himself above her, Kurama was able to get a better look.

"Beautiful" he whispered. By her smell, he could tell that she was human, but never had a mortal female entranced him so. Or any female for that matter. She looked so pure, untouchable almost. And like most things that were forbidden, Youko found himself unable to resist. One arm rested on her stomach and the other was placed above her head, hand tucked underneath the pillow. Kurama's insides were nagging at him, telling him to take the Tear and then his leave, however he ignored the feeling. The young maiden made him behave in the most uncharacteristic ways. The always professional, always precise Youko was breaking his own rules. Robberies had always been so simple, so sweet. Break in, get the goods, and leave as swiftly as possible. He had it down to a science, so why was he lingering? He mentally shook himself and reached for the Tear. The crystallized tear drop shaped trinket was hanging from her neck, the chain would be easy to break. When he reached in intending to so just that, he caught scent of the most delicious smell. Jasmine, scented oils, and cherry blossoms mixed in with her infemanant human scent, and Youko closed his eyes in pleasure. He had to touch her, if only to see if her skin was as creamy as it looked. He wasn't disappointed. As the fox spirit ran his clawed fingers along the arm that rested upon her abdomen, Youko decided that he had never felt a more delicate thing.

He smiled when she moaned in her sleep, and those wonderful cherry lips parted slightly. This was perfect, he could sample her and she would be none the wiser. His mind was screaming at him to just take what he came for, but her call was stronger than any Tear, or trinket he'd ever encountered. Something deep within him demanded, urged for her, and he found himself unable to deny. He had to kiss her.

'Why not kill two birds with one stone' Youko thought as his hands gripped the chain right above the Tear. He would break it without her waking, while sampling those plush lips that seemed to tempt him. Leaning forward the fox spirit prepared to sample the sweetness of her, preparing for what he knew he'd find. Moving closer, he could practically taste the woman's essence on the tip of his tounge now.

When they connected, Youko released a deep sigh. In spite of the deep calmness her sweetness had brought him, his whole body was brought to life. A fire storm raced through his veins as he held the kiss for longer than wise. That had never happened before with any other female, he'd always remained in control. His eyes were still closed when contact was broken, and Youko licked his lips to savior every last drop of her. He was snapped out of his revere when something sharp and cold pressed firmly against his throat.

"Don't move demon." So cold, so hard. Such a tone couldn't possibly belong to woman he had affectionately named his 'delicate flower'.

Cinnamon orbs met golden as they locked gazes, and Sango increased the pressure of her blade. First; whenever away from the safety of the Taijiya Village, she always slept with a dagger grasped firmly in her hand. Secondly she had felt him as soon as their lips touched. It had been the most amazing experience, almost like lightening flowing through her system. Only when it ended did her slayer instincts take effect. He was hovering above her, eyes still closed. And if his eyes were open, Sango knew that they would be beautiful like the rest of him. Long silvery hair that looked to be softer than the finest silk adorned his head. It was the first time Sango had seen such color on anyone that wasn't elderly. But only this time, it was far more beautiful. Flawless skin that looked as though it was carved from marble. And when she'd seen his eyes, Sango thought him fallen angel, instead of the ruthless thief he was. Asoriu was right, demons were beautiful in their human forms.

"Now, why shouldn't I" he flashed her a smile so sexy that had to be illegal. His deep masculine voice was smooth and sensual, yet it held a sort of cocky arrogance.

"Go right ahead if you want your throat slit, makes no difference to me." More pressure was applied until a thin line of blood appeared.

"I doubt that you could hurt me girl" He notice her expression grow angry and Youko continued to thread. "Why would they choose a simple human female to secure such a priceless, wondrous object? Humans are truly foolish."

Sango released a misplaced chuckle as she wrapped her free arm around his neck to keep him from sprinting off with Tear in his grasp. She knew perfectly well that he was trying to get her riled up, so she decided to turn his game against him.

" Youko is it? I'm sorry to inform you that I'm no ordinary human girl, and that you won't walk out of here alive if you try to take the Crestfallen Tear." Sango looked deeply into Youko's eyes and tried to ignored the pounding of her heart. It was as if something from deep within was calling out to her. Something she didn't recognize or completely trust. Yet it felt so familiar.

Youko's eyes lit up and he grinned mischievously. "Well, we'll just have to see about that." The vines that had suspended Youko were manipulated to make him rise towards the ceiling at break neck speed. Sango yelp in surprise as they were lifted some hundred feet from the ground. She had to wrapped her legs and arms around him to secure herself. It was such a dizzying feeling to watch the floor move further away from them at such a speed.

"I don't know about you, but I like this position much better."

"TAKE US DOWN! TAKE US DOWN NOW!!! Her dagger was pressed firmly to his throat yet again.

"Drop your dagger, then we can negotiate girl." Why hadn't he killed her yet Youko pondered.

"NO FUCKING WAY!!!!" Her mahogany eyes were wide with fear and Youko would have laughed if it not for the game he was playing. It would take away the fun if the girl knew he had no intentions of killing her.


"Filthy words coming from such a beautiful mouth" the woman blushed and focused her attention on him instead of the ground. "Do you still want to go down?" Before Sango could answer they were dropping at a reckless rate. Sango closed her eyes and shrieked in terrorized dagger had been abandoned upon their descend and she used all of her strength to hold on to him. She would certainly die from a fall a that height, but he might also. Would he risk it? Sango didn't notice when he wrapped his arms around her waist and back, bracing her as she continued to scream, eyes firmly shut.

They came to an up brute stop and Sango was certain it was the end for her. Where was the pain? She heard his chuckles and opened her eyes, craning her neck to look behind her, Sango saw that they were but an hairs breath away from the ground. To say that she was stunned was an understatement. But it wore off quickly and was replaced by raw fury.

"YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!!! Sango's right fist connected with his jaw and Youko was hurdled across the room. She quickly ran for the katana hidden between the bed padding, and got into battle stance.

"You weren't lying." Youko stood while rubbing his aching jaw. "You aren't a mere human girl. That punch actually hurt." They could hear yelling along with heavy foot steps running outside the door just before it burst open. The men came to a sudden halt when they caught sight of Youko.

"Madame taijiya are you alright?" Before Sango could answer, Youko interrupted.

"Taijiya? So the plot thickens" He spotted another object hanging around the womans neck along with the Tear. It was the well known seal of the demon hunters. Sango followed his gaze and discovered that he was looking at her pendant. It was silver with a ruby for the dragons eye. Every exterminator received one after their first assignment, but Sango's was much more special. When Youko pulled out a rose everyone in the room gave him an odd look. 'Is he this guy for real' Sango thought!

"You think flowers will convince me to go easy on you?" Sango asked incredulously. Youko smiled wickedly and before she could blink something was wrapped around her arms, pinning them to her sides.

Youko used his rose whip to cut several streamers, then capture the taijiya. Careful of the thorns, he wrapped his whip around her body as the fabric fell onto them. Sango soon found herself within his grasp, but as she opened her mouth to demand that he release her, his lips were upon hers in a deep passionate kiss. Seconds seemed like an eternity as Youko's tounge entered her mouth and explored her thoroughly. Sango responded in kind by bringing her own appendage up to met his. It was incredible, she had never felt anything like this. His lips were soft and smooth, yet firm and demanding. It had the most devastating affect on her. It was if she had been set of fire and dip in ice at the same time. Sango's blood was burning though chills ran up and down her spine. All to soon it ended and, her balance failed as she hit the floor with a thump. Realizing the restraints were gone, she used her sword to cut through the fabric that once tangled her. Sango stood once everything was cleared away, she knew it was too late. Youko was already gone.

Asoriu rushed to the enraged young woman. Her chest was heaving and steam was practically coming out of her ears. The whole thing was incredibly sexy to him. Then with a deep sigh of relief, he announced that the Crestfallen Tear was safe. Sango had felt the chain snap from around her neck while he kissed her into oblivion. She looked down, something was missing alright, though it wasn't the Crestfallen Tear.

"THAT SON OF A BITCH!!!!

"Sango whats wrong? The Tear is safe, nothing else matters."

"That's very nice and all", Sango began gathering her clothing, armor and weapons. "But that degenerate stole something of mine!" After dressing and taking a horse from Prince Asoriu's stable, Sango set out after the bandit. Although she seemed determined, there was a struggle raging within. She was at odds about everything. The Crestfallen Tear; Prince Asoriu asking for her return after the matter with Youko was settled; getting kissed like there was no tomorrow.

"Damn that stupid trinket," she muttered to herself. "Damn that demon loving prince, and that bastard thief and that stupid kiss." Last but not least-

'Damn me for liking it' Sango thought, too ashamed to say the last part out loud.





Wow! That was pretty long and if you read it, thank you for baring with me. Hate it when stories have plot wholes. It's gonna heat up something serious from here. I didn't give it a M rating fa'nothin. If your squeamish, there will be alerts and warnings. If your not, well get ready for a KICK ASS RIDE!!!!

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