InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Songs for the Heart and Soul ❯ Last Resort ( Chapter 3 )

Konnichi wa minna-san! How is everyone doing? I know it's been quite a while since I last updated. I started working again and that leaves me with very little time and then my computer began to slowly die on me. Evil thing.
Anyhoo, I would like to send lots of love and many thanks to Aamalie, LuClipse85, misakichi1, and Demon-Slayer13 for reviewing the last chapter.
Oh, this song is T.M. Revolution's “Last Resort” translated from Japanese to English!
WARNING: This song makes me tear up every time I hear it after I read the translated lyrics. Some tissues may be needed.

- Minmay

 

 

Last Resort

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Twilight had just began to overshadow the land. Many a couple was out this night; celebrating Valentine's Day together. One couple in particular, though, didn't see to be in a very celebratory mood. They walked to `their' bench in a quite park. The young woman fidgeted with her purse, not saying a word. The young man knew something had to be wrong. Taking a seat on 'their' bench the woman sighed. The silence was becoming deafening. He never liked situations like this, because the last time…

“I don't think we should see each other anymore.” The woman blurted out, causing the man to jerk out of his musings.

“Oh…uh.” he replied, startled and unsure as to what to say.

“I'm sorry, but it has to be this way.”

“Can I ask why?” He asked, looking around and hoping no one else was hearing the conversation.

“We just don't belong together,” the woman said

“Then I guess the only thing left now…is to say goodbye.”
“Guess so.” She agreed off-handedly.

 

Telling me "We can't see each other anymore"

"...Oh" is my awkward response

Avoiding the couples in the park's twilight,

We say goodbye

 

The young man walked away, with his hands in his pockets and with a heavy heart. That was the second relationship that had ended that way. He tried to blink away the tears that threatened to fall from his blue eyes.
“There must be something wrong with me.” He yelled out to the brightening stars in the heavens.

“I don't know about that.” A feminine voice from his left startled him, “But I do know you're loud.”

“Uh…sorry.” He said.

Peeking through the foliage and seeking out the owner of the voice, he sucked in his breath when he finally found her. She was standing there all by herself, adjusting a telescope. Raven hair blending into the surroundings as night began to fall, chocolate eyes reflecting the light of the moon perfectly.

“I know you're still there.” She said, slightly annoyed. If he was going to stand there and interrupt her from stargazing, the least he could do is talk with her. “If you want to talk, that's fine. If not, leave me in peace.”

He stepped into view, “I'm sorry for bothering you.”

The raven-haired woman turned to face him, her visage softening into a warm smile. “It's okay. I take it you want to talk?”

“Y-yeah. Maybe.”

The girl walked away from her telescope and sat down on a bench with a flop, motioning for her newfound acquaintance to join her. She watched the reluctance in his movements, the hurt in his eyes. He finally sat down; a heavy sigh escaped his lips.

“My name's Miroku, by the way.” He informed her.

“Sango.” She supplied, “I don't usually talk to other people here, but you seem pretty down.”

Miroku's eyes averted their gaze towards the nearby bushes. His hands clenching and unclenching themselves over and over anxiously. “M-My girlfriend…” he began; not know exactly where to start, “I don't know where we went wrong.”

“What happened?” Sango asked, “Did she leave you?”

“Yeah. Second time it's happened to me.” He explained, “It's got to be something I'm doing to make these girls up and leave.”

 

Unwanted tears fell from his eyes as he told her everything that had happened from his past two relationships. Everything that he had done and everything he said. Both resulted in the same fashion, with him alone once again.

She listened intently to every word he spoke, letting him vent to his heart's content. Sango felt her cheeks become slick with tears of her own. What horrible experiences this guy has gone through. She thought to herself, He deserves better.

Minutes flew past, as Miroku was able to quell his tears and compose himself. Sango watching every movement he made, studying every minute detail. Unbeknownst to her, out of the corner of his eye, Miroku was doing the same.

“You deserve better.” Sango said, voicing her earlier thoughts. “But it's going to be okay. You'll find someone you can really love…I promise.” She intertwined her fingers in his, giving him hand a gentle squeeze.

Pouring out my feelings to someone else

You saying, "It's okay" is how this started

 

Regretting my love, and warming up to your kindness

Your thin fingers tell me more than anything that I can't be here

 

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It first began with a friendly get together, but their feelings soon grew deeper and deeper. Butterflies fluttered around in Sango's stomach, anticipating her first date with Miroku. The strapless pale-rose gown that adorned her accentuated her figure perfectly while being modest as well. Her hair done up in a simple bun and with diamond earrings framing her face, she was a stunning sight to see.

A knock of the door brought a flush to her face that couldn't have been mistaken for cosmetics. She took a deep breath, willing the unwanted redness to go away, and opened the door. There stood Miroku, mouth slightly ajar and unblinking. Sango cleared her throat in nervousness, which seemed to bring Miroku back to reality.

“You look lovely Sango.” He said as he pulled a bouquet of pink roses from behind his back. “These are for you.”

 

A smile found it's way onto Sango's lips as Miroku drove them to her favorite French restaurant. “I told you that you'd find someone you could love.” She whispered so softly that Miroku almost didn't hear it.

“I know. Though I always thought it would be all right even if we didn't fall in love.” He said, “You've made me happier then I've ever been. You've shown me a special and unselfish kind of love that has made me a better person by far.”

 

"We've known this from the beginning, so don't worry," you said, hanging your head

The words "We were lucky" are so out of place

You showed me happiness and love

 

Always thought "It's okay if we don't fall in love"

Now it's something that won't go away

 

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Their months together seemed like a leaf upon the wind, moving with regrettable swiftness. The words “I love you” seldom heard anymore in their busy lives. Finally they set a date they couldn't help but keep. It was Valentine's Day once again, the day they had first met.

Sango and Miroku sat alone, on the very same bench where he had poured his heart out to her a year ago. Wrapped in Miroku's arms, Sango couldn't help but feel a strange sensation creep into her heart.

 

Wanting pretty words, I'm hurting you

Embracing but not connecting, these bonds are breaking

 

“Sango, I-“

“Miroku-“

 

Sango let out a saddened sigh; “You go first, Miroku.”

“I…I think we need to stop seeing one another.” He said quietly.

Blinking away tears that threatened to cascade their way down her pale face, she shook her head in confusion, “But I thought…”

“So did I, Sango.” Miroku replied.

The raven-haired woman stood up, physically shaken from his words, and began to walk slowly away.

“I'm sorry it had to end this way.” Miroku said apologetically.

 

Hesitating as you walk away,

The word "Sorry" is the only closure

 

“No. You're not the only one that-“

“Please, I know what you're going to say. It's all my fault, you didn't do a thing wrong.” He ran a hand through his hair. It's entirely my fault, he reassured himself again.

Sango resumed her slow walk away from `their' bench, still confused as to how this had all come to pass.

If she had looked back, even once, she would have clearly seen the tears in Miroku's eyes.

 

Regretting that I could love, because I'm mourning my loss,

Don't say, "You're not the only one who made mistakes" in forgiveness

 

Shaking off these feelings is painful, but it will get better in time

So I must not return to you

 

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So, what did you think everyone? Did you cry? I almost did writing the darned thing. It would be most appreciated if you would review! I accept flames, as long as they aren't too bad.

Once again: Lots of love,

Minmay