InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Spring fertility festival ❯ the next day part 2 Sango's chapter ( Chapter 7 )

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spring 6b... The next day . . . Sango's chapter

This is turning into a huge chapter . . . So, I'm going to alter my posting schedule. I'm going to post 2,000/3,000 word sub-chapters when I finish them, instead of posting a huge chapter next Sunday. (Oddly enough, while I've succeeded in most of the goals I sent for myself when starting this story, the one goal that I did not keep was limiting my word count per chapter to below 3000. Shakes head, so I'll see if I could do it on this last chapter.)

There will be at least 4 sub-chapters, probably 5. They'll probably go up every 2/3 days.

Please note: some very serious thoughts/conversions in this chapter. Some of the comments and ideas expressed will offend. You are warned.

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A nude Miroku is running in the woods. Sango, holding a robe over her breasts, but also nude, is running after him.

"When I catch you!" Sango yells.

The thought, 'She did promise that she'd go back to normal the next day,' flashes thru his mind as Miroku runs. 'I should let her . . . ' Miroku sees a convenient tree root and falls down after passing over it. "Agh!" He yells, but he catches himself gracefully and twists so he lands harmlessly face down on the ground.

"Got you!" Sango lands on him with both feet, literally.
"Argh!" He groans in pain.

She sits on his back. "That was stupid, monk. You should have known better." She growls out.

"Yes, I know, Lady Sango. No excuse." Comes from the muddy ground where Miroku's face has been planted.

Her face twists in surprise, "No excuse? You normally have something."

"Not today, my dear lady Sango. Waking up next to you, I just wasn't thinking . . . "

"Your prick was." She spits out in anger.

"Sadly, yes."

"Sigh. If only that damn prick of yours didn't think so much." She hisses out.

"I am what the gods have made me, Lady Sango."

She gets off Miroku, wraps the robe around her and leans against the tree that Miroku fell next to. "What are we going to do now, monk?"

"Now? I thought you were going to knock me unconscious?" He asks as he sits up.

"I will, but before I do that . . . I think we need to talk about . . . "

"Last night, Lady Sango, was a special night, in many ways, the best night I've ever had." He swallows hard. 'I promised her yesterday . . . ' he thinks. He says with deep regret in his voice, "But, I think we should treat it as a special singular night and move on."

"I would have thought you'd have wanted to use it to get into me again." She says in a flat voice.

"Lady Sango, I firmly desire to wake up in your arms again." She grabs a nearby rock. "But, I do not wish to use last night as a means to do that."

"Why?" she whispers.

"Why . . . you did want me to treat last night as a once in a lifetime event, correct? Have you changed your mind and want to do it again?"

"NO! Never!" she screams at him. "But, you still wish to . . . "

"Of course I do, Lady Sango. I have no problems with us taking temporary pleasures with each other. But . . . " He holds up his cursed hand. "I, at this present time, have no desire to marry you."
'Once Naraku is dead, though.' He thinks, but before he can say anything.

"Bastard, you want to have me, but just for pleasure . . . " She swings the hand with the rock in it. It hits Miroku's head and he's out like a light.

She flips him over and stares hard at his manhood. "I'm going to ask Kagome if there's something in her time that will kill that piece of flesh." She grits her teeth and hisses out. "No desire to marry me." One of her hands is spread out over her lower abdomen as she says this.

She gets up and stalks away. 'I'm going to the river. I've got to clean off his seed.' She thinks. She blinks and wipes her forehead. "Hopefully this hangover will go away soon, too." She says.

"Until Naraku is dead, everything else in my life is secondary. But I suppose thinking about marriage now would not hurt. It's better than thinking about the other thing . . . " she mumbles as she walks. One hand is always on her lower abdomen.

As Sango walks to the river she thinks, 'temporary pleasures . . . never. My father wanted me to marry and carry on the family traditions, not be a monk's concubine. Kohaku was a sickly baby and child, father was never sure he would live, so he trained me to carry on the family line.'

Tears start to fall from Sango's checks. 'What family do I have now? Father's dead. Mother died in child bed a few years ago. All my other family died when Naraku attacked. My little brother . . . ' she shakes her head.

'My father wanted me to marry the best person I could. That was one of the reasons he brought me to Naraku's castle, so I could show myself to the lord of the castle's son.' Her face twists in disgust.

In a low voice she says, "I wonder what Naraku would have done, if he knew that if he had waited and asked father, he might have had me as his wife, instead of attacking my village." She shudders. "What's even worse . . . to have my father alive, my brother unhurt . . . If marrying him was the cost, I would do it." She swallows hard, "or at least I would think long and hard about it." She whispers.

'Now, who will I attract? I have no family, no dowry. My only real skills are with weapons. My body is scarred and hard, not unscarred and soft like a well-bred woman's are supposed to be. No well-bred family will want me.' She thinks.

She begins to whisper, as she looks at her hands and the scars from weapons' practice on them, "If given a choice between killing me and killing Inu-yasha most samurai will kill me. They consider me more of a freak of nature than even a half demon. Women using swords are something they hate. If I am good at it, than that turns how they view the world upside-down. Inu-yasha, on the other hand, is just a half breed bastard." She whispers. "Finding a samurai or noble family that would accept me, especially without a family standing behind me . . . "

'My father would have accepted somebody from the village, if necessary. And a husband from the village would have known that while he would be the official head of the family, it would be in name only. I would be the one continuing my family's traditions. But, now . . . My village destroyed, my father and family gone. That possibility . . . no longer works . . . a man not from my village, would not understand . . . ' she swallows hard, 'What other choices do I have?'

'Marry a farmer. No. He wants somebody to help in the fields and help raise the children. Helping in the field, and raising a farmer, is not carrying on my family's traditions. A craftsman or merchant? Same problem, while I might find someone that would marry me, it would be at the cost of my heritage.'

"There are other exterminator clans, like the Aoyama. Sigh. But with no dowry, I'm not going to get married, but . . . I might be adopted into a family. That, though, means, that I'm carrying on my new family's traditions, not my fathers." She says to herself as she grimaces.

'Then there is Miroku . . . He'll marry me, one way or another. I've heard about marriages at sword point, and if necessary . . . :' she thinks.

She pauses, blinks a couple of times and she says to herself, "I've just realized. He only asks women to bear his child. He never says a word about the women raising the child, or marriage. Now, monks are not allowed to marry and that might be the reason. But, but . . . that would not prevent the woman from helping raise the child. Does he have, or, that curse . . . Is there a problem?" She rubs her lower abdomen. "He's never mentioned his mother. Why? I think. NO. I know, before I accept a marriage proposal from him. I need to ask about his mother and who raises the child." She finishes with a very determined tone.

'Since he hunts demons, my heritage and skills are to his advantage, so I'm not going to lose them. Raising a child in mine or his traditions?' she thinks as she shakes her head. 'I don't know. But, I do know, I could, perhaps, raise a child in my traditions, and nothing else I've thought about even gives me that chance.'

She places her hand on her stomach. "For the chance of raising my children my way. I... I have to make a decision soon . . . which means more my families vengeance or . . . "

Sango looks up at the heavens and in a very confident tone she says, "Last night was a fertility rite and no matter what Izanami said, I'm sure I have Miroku's child in me now."

"Izanami . . . She hates her husband because he made a mistake, and she cannot forgive him. That is not the type of marriage I want. Marrying Miroku . . . Last night proved that he will look at other women. And knowing him, if given the chance, he will have other women." She sighs. "Can I forgive Miroku, if after we're married, I find him in bed with another woman . . . "

Her mouth twitches into an almost smile. 'That's a weird statement, most times, it's the husband that's afraid of finding his wife in bed with another man.' she shivers. 'Like Inu-yasha and his paranoia about Kagome.'
'But if I forgive him, even once, for looking at or being with another woman, I will have to forgive him all the time. Is that something I can do?' she swallows. 'Kagome, yes, the way she forgives Inu-yasha about Kikyo, she could, and no doubt would, forgive him. But me, my father taught me aggression, fighting, all that is useful for vengeance, not forgiveness . . . I don't know . . . '

"Sango!" Kagome cries. "Are you going to walk past me without saying a thing?" she asks with expiration in her voice. She is bathing in the river. Sango starts and looks around, while she was deep in thought, her feet have taken her to the river without her noticing.

Sango shakes her head, trying to get rid of the serious thoughts she was having. "I am sorry, Kagome, I just wasn't paying attention. Sorry." She says as she steps up to the river.

"Well, are you going to join me, or what, Sango? I could use some help today, some of Inu-yasha's love scratches hurt worse than some of the attacks that were meant to kill me. And this river's cold and if we help each other, it'll go faster." Kagome turns around and shows Sango her back. Kagome's back has many scratches and claw marks, evens what looks like a bite mark at the base of her neck.

Sango nods her head, of course she'll stay and help, "Oh, Kagome, before I forget. Is there something in the future that could," Sango pauses as she tries to find the right words, "that could stop men from becoming inflamed with lust?"

"Oh, Miroku give you a hard time?" Kagome asks.

Sango replies, "Not really, but, I think after last night he needs something to stop him."

"Hmm, I'll see. I know that there are ways to inflame a man, but the opposite. I'll look, but no promises, Ok?"

Sango nods, "Thank you, Kagome." She says as she drops the robe she was carrying. She glances at it and for the first time realizes she grabbed Miroku's robe when she started to run, not hers. 'Good. He needs to spend sometime wandering around nude, especially on a cold morning like this.'

As Sango gets a close look at Kagome's back she says, "Hmmm, Kagome, I don't think I 've seen you hurt this bad."

"Yes, that's want it feels like." Kagome grimaces. "Not that I ever really thought Inu-yasha would be a gentle lover, but still," she shakes her head, "the worse of it was when Susano-O took over, so I suppose I can't blame him."

Kagome thinks, 'not that this hangover, on top of my other hurts, is helping me feel good.'

"Susano-O?" Sango says as she starts to touch some of the worse claw marks. "Does that hurt?"
"Ouch! Yeah, after a while, Susano-O possessed Inu-yasha's body and Uzume possessed mine." She twists. Sango touched a delicate place. "Hsss. From Uzume's thoughts I got the impression that last night was set up for them to have sex."

"You know, Kagome, I got the same impression for Izanami."

"Huh? Sango?"

"Like you, after a couple of rounds, Izanami possessed me and Izanagi possessed Miroku last night." Sango looks closely at one long scratch. "Get Keade to look at this one, Kagome, ok? From the way Izanami acted, it was very obvious that last night was pre-arraigned for them."

"When I talk to Keade today, I think I've got a question for her, Sango."

"Hmmm."

"She said that she normally starts planning this about a month ahead of time." Sango nods. "But she waited until the last week to spring it on us."

Sango's eyes open wide and she says, "You want to know why she waited so long . . . "

Kagome nods, "I think, no, I know, we were manipulated last night, Sango. And I want to know why."

After a couple of minutes of silence, Kagome asks, "Did you enjoy it, Sango?"

Sango blushes, she looks around but doesn't see anyone, and whispers, "yes, even with the possession." She grins. "After all his talk, did you expect Mir. The monk did not know what to do?"

"Mir?" Sango's blush deepens. Kagome gets a gleam in her eyes, "hmmm, now do I tell him that?"

Sango pushes her under the river. "Don't you dare?!"

Kagome splashes Sango as she pops up. "I don't know. Wouldn't you like to do it again?"

Sango dives at Kagome and they twist around, playing in the water. They end up laying down on the beach. "Sigh, while it is was nice not to think about things for a few minutes, Kagome, I'm cold. And my hangover . . . so, let's get dressed." They bandage Kagome's wounds and dress, while they continue to talk to each other.

"Yeah, Hangovers. I not going to drink sake again." Kagome declares.

Sango nods.
Kagome looks at Sango and says, "But, you never answered my question, you know."

Sango swallows hard. "If you ever repeat this, Kagome . . . "

Kagome smiles, "If it helps, Sango. The thought of one night grabbing Inu-yasha and dragging him into my futon . . . "

"Yes, Kagome, the same thought has crossed my mind . . . " She pauses and then says, "but, I'm not going to do it."

Kagome raises an eyebrow and looks a question at Sango.

"Sigh, once, like last night, could be excused as something unique," Sango smiles, "even ordered by the gods and ignored. But doing it twice . . . That's means more than any momentary pleasure, Kagome." Kagome nods in agreement.

'And even that momentary pleasure can have consequences.' Sango thinks as her stomach growls. She grimaces, 'I am just hungry, I know, but I can't stop thinking about . . . '

"Yeah, I know what you mean, Sango. Before anything like last happens again we've got to talk things over." Kagome finishes in a distracted tone of voice. She starts to walk away, but realizes Sango is just standing there looking at the river.

Kagome goes over to Sango, and asks in a gentle voice, "What's bugging you, Sango?"

Sango grabs Kagome and hugs her. "I'm pregnant . . . " she whispers into her ear.

Kagome tenses and the thought, 'she's been having the same thought's I've been having. I had hoped by playing in the river, talking about doing it again, doing that might distract her and me from thinking about being pregnant, but' flashes in her mind. She hugs Sango back and whispers, "it'll be all right, Sango." She can fell Sango's tears fall on her. "There are ways to find out. I'll get them, don't worry Sango."

Sango and Kagome slowly collapse back down to the ground and sit next to each other, holding each other. "Kagome, last night was a fertility rite. I'm supposed to get pregnant. Even if Izanami said otherwise."

"Izanami?"

"Izanami, in a dream last night, told me she removed Izanagi 's child from me. But she did not say anything about Miroku, and the legends say Izanagi has more children than she kills, so did he win out?"

In a gentle voice, Kagome says, "If you do . . . you know . . . I'm sure everything will work out, Miroku will marry you, you know."
"NO!" Sango yells, "I don't want to get married yet!" She grabs Kagome and holds Kagome in front of her. "If I get married and have children now . . . I cannot get my revenge on Naraku. I will kill that demon. Only, only, if years pass and I'm still hunting him, will I have a child, so that child can take up my family's vengeance against Naraku." She says in a very determined and hard voice. 'Yes, that is the proper decision.' She thinks.

"Sango."

"Listen to me, Kagome, I don't care about what they do in the future. I promised that I would kill Naraku and having a child and becoming a wife would violate that promise. Becoming a wife means my new family and it's responsibilities and wishes would override mine." Sango takes a deep breath and visibly calms down. "Someday, yes, I will have a child, if only so I can pass my vengeance onto the next generation, I will do that. But, not yet."

"Miroku wants the same vengeance as you do, Sango, surely . . . " Kagome says is a small voice, trying to come up with something positive to tell her.

"I cannot care for a child and get my vengeance at the same time, Kagome. Either I'm going to be well trained and ignore the child or I'm going to care for the child and be weak and untrained. You can't have it both ways." Sango says in a determined voice.

"Having a child means it becomes the most important thing in my life . . . and the child wouldn't be, not now." She finishes in a soft tone. "I don't want to do it, but." She blinks her eyes and brings a hand up to wipe away the tears. She takes a deep breath and says in a low voice, "When I talk to Keade today, I'm going to ask her to get out her long reed hooks."

"Long reed hooks?" Kagome asks. 'I've got to keep her talking until I can think of someway to talk her out of this mood.' She thinks.

"Yes, so she can reach inside me and remove it." Sango states in a flat voice.

"Sango, wait, something will come up. You know that we are trying to kill him." Kagome says with desperation in her voice.

Sango nods, "Yes, and when we do, then the monk and I will have a long discussion. But until then, I'm sorry Kagome, I know I'm upsetting you, but, I have no choice. Until Naraku is dead, everything else in my life is secondary."

Sango lets go of Kagome and stands up, "now let's go to Keade's hut."


end ch6b . . .

Sigh . . . I probably just lost a lot of readers with this chapter. But. I am sorry . . . but one of my goals with the story was to take the characters into areas I've not read/seen them in. So I'm going to explore options most writers ignore/refuse to follow.

I'm not all that proud of this chapter. My outline had the following in it.

1. Show that Sango's marriage options are nil. Without a family, and giving her weapon training/profession. She's not going to be able to marry. Except maybe Miroku, but even then there's problems.
2. Sango's desire for Naraku's head and/or save her brother comes first. Before anything else, including pregnancy.

I think I've did it, but . . . shakes head . . . I don't know. I keep rewriting this sub-chapter, sigh . . . if anybody has any suggestions, in line with the two statements given about, I'll have no problems stealing them.


Hmmmm, her marriage options, I think I covered everything. The one that I did not cover. Sango raising the child alone, without a husband. She would not have thought about. Families have a male head. End of story. (Yes, there are exceptions, but . . . those are very exceptional cases.) A widow with children would move in with the closest male relation.

Women warriors in Japan. Women did learn weapons, but only as a defensive measure, not offensively, which Sango using hers for. Women warriors did not happen. (Oh, there is a couple of stories/legends, but . . . ) There are many stories of men disguising themselves as women. But the other way around . . .

Abortion . . . the next part will cover that in more detail.


Thank you for reading
jeff shelton