InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Till Death ❯ Ch.7 ( Chapter 7 )

Ch.7

 

 

 

 

After Miroku had fallen back into an uneasy slumber with beads of sweat rolling off of him like rain and constant jerking, Kagome and Inuyasha had returned to their chambers once they were sure Miroku was stable. Sango, on the other hand, had stayed at his side all night, never falling into the desperate bonds of weariness. Never before had she felt such a despicable feeling in her heart, it was the feeling of dread.

 

She sat there at his bedside staring at him and his right hand. While he lay dormant his hand subconsciously clenched and unclenched, as did her heart at the sight of him in such pain and how she couldn't reach out and help him with it. She had gotten over the stage of tears long ago, no now she was weary and exhausted mentally. How had Naraku gotten so much information on them and how in the world did he curse Miroku? A magic strong enough to inflict the damage that it had done hadn't existed in hundreds of years. Naraku what a mysterious creature to them, he had given them hundreds of problems to solve and mysteries that needed an answer, yet the only hint he had given them was his name and that wasn't much to go by. She couldn't make sense of why he had left her so unaffected when he gave such deadly curses to her comrades. Oh well, it was irrelevant to the topic at hand, she was sure the answers would come eventually.

 

She had just started to doze off when he cracked one eye open and let out a crackling moan. He took a deep breath before he let out a raspy cough that she suspected was supposed to be a scream. His hands gripped the blanket in a death vice as he tossed and turned in his bed, choking and hacking. He looked at her with pleading eyes, begging her to stop the pain that tormented his very soul right now. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to fight back the tears that were hiding behind her dark lashes. “It's okay Miroku, just wait another couple of minutes. It'll all be alright.” She vowed.

 

He nodded, but she wasn't sure if he actually recognized her voice or if it was part of the many spasms that wracked his developed frame. Then he stopped and fell limp onto the pallet, he lay still and Sango looked at him with a small whimper. “Please get better.” She whispered as lonesome tears trickled down her face. She stood up immediately then walked out of the room, her back as stiff as a board, her lips were set in a fierce snarl as she left the room.

 

She stormed into Kagome's room and gave the door a loud knock before entering. “Inuyasha's room.” She bellowed, waking the sleeping woman. She then stomped over to Inuyasha's room, back rigid. “Get up, Captain.” She muttered dangerously. He grunted ignorantly and rolled over in his sleep. “I said, get up, Captain.” Her words laced with sarcasm. Again when he merely groaned and shifted into a more comfortable position she shrieked, “Captain, get the fuck up!” That startled the man from his sleep easily.

 

He tumbled off the bed in a disheveled mess; blankets tightly knotted around him. “'Scuse me bitch! Give me some more fucking respect! I am your captain!” He yelled enraged. Kagome had walked in during his temper tantrum and was furious at her rude fiancé, where did he get the nerve to talk to Sango, her best friend and nearly sister, like that?

 

“Pardon me, lover?” She gritted out sarcastically. “What did you just say to Sango?”

 

“I told her to give me some fucking respect!” He fumed, angry that he was the bad guy, all he did was ask for sleep and some respect though it seemed he didn't deserve that. “Don't make me the bad guy.” He pleaded nonchalantly. He didn't really care if he was blamed or not. “You can't be exactly ecstatic that she woke us up at this ungodly hour.” He told her reasonably.

 

She looked down at her boots, she had slipped them on when she got out of bed; her father had drilled it into her as a child so now it seemed automatic to do such. She sheepishly rubbed her booted toes together and a small blush crept across her cheeks. “Irrelevant how I feel. `Sides, we're all up now so might as well deal with it. For all you know we could be under attack and you would be too busy screaming to know what was going on!” She said warningly. “Anyway, why'd you wake us up Sango?”

 

Sango gave Inuyasha one final dirty glare before turning to Kagome's wondering gaze. “Naraku must die. He does not deserve to live a moment longer and his death will be at my hands. Captains, I'm beggin' you, please let us take sail and defeat him. Every moment he lives, another person might be dying at `cause of him, and I don't think I could take that. Please,” she pleaded. “I can't see Miroku in this much pain.” She said distressed. “If you saw him right now, it would bring you to tears. I don't want him to be this hurt.” She pressed.

 

Kagome looked at Sango with a chuckle. “Sango, we have known Miroku for so long. Don't you think we want to avenge his pain? Not only that, but don't you think we want to get my fathers revenge, he is probably berating himself in hell right now. Sango, I will not die in peace `til this monster is dead and buried at the bottom of the sea. He will die!” She said slamming her fist into her opened palm.

 

“Is that all you wanted? Can I go back to sleep now?” Asked the irritated hanyou earning shocked glances from the devastated girls.

 

Sango was the first one to storm up to the foul-mouthed man. “What the fuck is your problem?” She demanded. “You've never appreciated anything enough to mourn for it have you?” She accused. “You never felt any bonds between you and another. Me and Kagome have gone through so much emotional turmoil the past day and all you can ask is if you can go back to bed. Where do you go off thinkin' that's acceptable? While you were sleepin' comfortably in your bed, do you know where I was? I was at his side, bawlin' `cause he's one of the closest things to me! You are an insensitive jerk! I hope you die! The only reason you ain't dead right now is `cause I decided to respect my former captain's last wishes! You're a retarded prick! You are no better than Naraku! You bastard!” She shrieked.

 

He stood there dumb founded at her out burst. His mouth fell open before he closed it again. “Shut up, bitch! You don't think this hasn't been stressing for me? I haven't known monk boy for as long as you guys have, but I know it's serious. I spend more than half my time the last few hours wonderin' what the hell the crazy ass guy meant!”

 

He wanted to continue, to defend himself against the rage of the irate woman but he was cut off by her words. “Shut up! You don't fucking know anything! I don't need your shit right now!” He opened his mouth to respond, but was shut up by her open palm backhanding him across the cheek. “Don't talk to me until Naraku's fuckin' dead! Understand?”

 

He simply nodded as she spun and head out of the room, most likely to check up on Miroku and to tend to him if it was needed. He stood there agape staring at the door, he knew he had been insensitive but that was a little harsh. Finally his wife-to-be gracefully walked up to him, less angry than the first woman who encountered him that evening was. She slapped him hard. “Understand why I did that.” She said flatly. He cradled his cheek and nodded; he knew he had been an arrogant ass hole and understood why she had to slap him, he deserved it. Luckily she had been less enraged than Sango and looked at him with disappointed eyes; they seemed to sparkle with light and shimmer with sorrow. He couldn't help it; his heart went out to the distressed woman.

 

“I do.” He said with an understanding nod.

 

“It's been hard for her. She really loves Miroku, you know? She's really stressed out right now so don't take it too personally.” She said sadly. “I apologize for her previous actions, but you can't say you didn't invoke them, you shouldn't push her right now. She's a very violent woman.” She explained kindly. Honestly, she wasn't too frustrated with her husband for his act; she had never been a morning person and didn't hold a grudge against him for it either.

 

“Feh.” He replied airily. “Don't bother.” That got her fumed.

 

“I'm sorry I was tryin'a look out for ya!” Next time I'll know better!” She finished before storming out of the room. He waited a couple of seconds before her head popped back into his view. “Now ya can go to sleep!” She said sticking up her nose. “G'night Inuyasha!” She hissed sarcastically before slamming the door and went off to search for her adoptive sister.

 

She finally found on deck, Kagome hadn't expected that. Before she went up to look for Sango there she had searched Miroku's room, her own room, and Sango's. She slowly approached the distressed woman. “Sango,” She called out lifting up her hand to touch her shoulder in a comforting manner.

 

Sango turned to face her friend and companion. “Kagome.” She answered; her eyes wet with unshed tears. “It's so hard.” She answered stepping towards the girl in a trance like walk. “Dad and now Miroku. Why is this happening to us?” She asked quietly. Kagome wasn't sure if it was a rhetorical question or not, so she just spread her arms, requesting a silent hug. Sango didn't even miss a beat and ran to the younger girl before enveloping her into her embrace.

 

“We'll do it together.” She answered. “Naraku will die.” She trailed off. She could feel Sango's tears staining her nightshirt and noticed that during her small speech her owns eyes had began to water with all the pent up sorrow of the last few days.

 

“No Kagome. You'll have to do it alone.” She said pushing out of the tight embrace. She backed away from the confused girl and towards the rail bordering the ship. Kagome's mouth instantly fell open as she realized what Sango was planning to do.

 

She threw a hand to her mouth, “Sango, no! Don't do it!” She shrieked as Sango backed up farther so that her back was pressed up against the rail.

 

“I love you Kagome.” She said, as one more tear trickled down her left cheek. “I'll see you later.” She spoke solemnly.

 

“Sango wait!” Why wasn't some of the crew coming to help her deal with her sister periodical lapse of sanity? “The friction of the water hitting your body will kill you instantly! If not, at least all of the bones in your body will shatter into a million pieces and you'll float to the bottom of the ocean and drown! This choice is permanent! Stop!” She had broken down to full out sobs now. “Sango, I can tell you feel you have no reason to live any more. But what about me or Miroku? What if he gets better and you're not there? He'll be devastated. Don't do this to us.” She groveled.

 

“Sorry,” She said and cast herself off of the boat. She closed her eyes, flinching as the impact of the fall broke both her legs and winded her for a second. She tried to propel herself to the top to get a last breath of air before she drowned herself and ridded herself of her misery.

 

Kagome sprinted to the railing and scanned the water for her friend. “Sango! Sango! No! Please!” She begged before falling to her knees unceremoniously. “Please god.” She prayed. “Don't leave me like this!” Suddenly she knew how Sango felt. She stood up and to her it seemed she was just a pair of eyes watching the whole show like a play. She didn't feel herself walk to the rail and propel herself off the side, headfirst, strangely though; it felt like some force switched her around so that her feet were heading down first instead of her head.

 

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Inuyasha had tried to fall back asleep but the flushed face of Sango kept disturbing him. Finally he decided that he would go and apologize, even if she didn't want to hear it. He gave a loud huff and left his chambers and went to Miroku's, surprisingly it was only Miroku who was in there. He looked at the man with pity, he had done nothing to get his fate, except join Higurashi, but who knew it would become so awkward. Slowly the bedridden man's eye cracked open. “I-I-Inuyasha.” He croaked out. His voice was all raspy from lack of use but after a few tries he managed to get the name out. “What ha-happened?” He asked.

 

“It's Naraku's curse.” He answered honestly. “I'm glad your okay.” He told him. “Sango's been worried sick. We're thankful you thought enough to wrap your hand with prayer beads.”

 

“Mhmm,” He replied. “I-I'm a little tir-tired, I think I'll go t'bed.” He explained.

 

Inuyasha nodded, thankful that the man was all right. “G'night.” He said, parting from the room. He checked Sango's room, yet again; no one was there. He looked around the hallway curiously. His ears swiveled in the direction of the stairs that led up to the deck. He had just heard Kagome scream Sango's name and fearful thoughts began to fill his head. He dashed up the stairs and through the door to the deck, it was completely abandoned. His eyes darted around the wood floor and finally came to the other side of the deck. A pair of boots had just toppled over the side of the deck.