Returning To You

Chapter Four

Sango stepped inside the hut to find Shippo sitting beside the fox talking while they both ate. The kit turned around and smiled into he saw the look on her face. He hadn't been expecting her back so soon. So he had decided to talk to the youkai that was almost just like him. The man had woken up hungry, he'd eaten three bowels full of food before the boy had decided to join him. Kirara came over to meow at the child wanting some.

"You're back early."

"Yeah, I'll be outside for a while, don't stay up too much longer." She grabbed a change of clothing and walked out without looking at neither of them.

"What's Miroku done now?" Shippo said outloud, he looked down at the neko. Too bad she couldn't talk. She cocked her head to the side.

"Who's that?" Youko asked. He was interested why the kit thought so highly of this Kaede.

"Her husband or mate, he's a total lech." Shippo stated. He didn't see anything wrong with stating the obvious. "She probably caught him with another woman. Happens all the time. Want any more food?"

"No."

Sango walked to the stream, tears welled in her eyes. He'd be back in a few days she knew. He'd have some excuse about being drunk. It didn't matter if she'd seen the saki bottles for herself, it didn't excuse it. Maybe the girl wouldn't have thrown herself at him if he didn't behave like such a lech.

She undressed and tried not to think about what she'd seen. She wished she could turn back time and not have left him alone in that village. She sat down in the water, pulling her knees up and rested her head. It wasn't fair, why was this happening to her? Hadn't she already suffered enough? Was she going to lose him like everyone else she'd ever loved? Love, that left an empty feeling in her heart. She remembered the day he had proposed to her, he'd told her she was special to him. Even after the fight with Naraku and the days since not once had he ever spoken the words to her. Though she had told him on several occasions of her feelings.

Youko stood back, staying out of sight as he watched her begin to cry in her knees. He could smell the tears and hear the sobs as they racked her body. The moon was full tonight giving him excellent light to see her in. His eyes landed on the curves of her legs, then up her waist. The outside curve of her breast could be seen. His eyes landed on the large scar on her back. What kind of weapon had made that? Who would have attacked her with the intent of killing her? She was nothing more than a simple human female.

He stood there for over thirty minutes watching until he was sure she had fallen asleep sitting in the cold water. He walked over and picked her up. His eyes fell to her face as he carried her. She looked so innocent and gentle. The image of a butterfly came to mind. Something beautiful and fragile, the most exotic when it decided to spread it wings. Yet would fly away if you tried to get too close.

The kit was sleeping when he walked inside. He placed her down on the bedding he'd just preoccupied. She was cold to the touch so he stoked the fire. He placed the cover over her, his body reacted at seeing her naked flesh. He reigned in his desire and let her sleep. He sat back and looked her over, why would her mate find the need to go elsewhere? Did she leave much to be desired in that area? The way she had eventually responded to his kiss earlier spoke differently. It had caused his body to ache, and she merely touched her tongue to his. That simple touch had almost driven him over the edge. He had to leave and soon. His wounds were healed enough for him to travel back to the makai.

Sango woke up to find Shippo sitting next to her. He looked happy to see her awake. She sat up and looked around, they were alone. "Where is he?"

"He left this morning, said it was time for him to go. I sent Kirara to go fetch Miroku, you've been sick. I figured with him leaving I couldn't take care of you all by myself. Oh, he left you a note." He handed her a folded up piece of parchment.

She grabbed it, not sure if she wanted to read it. Her fingers opened the folded paper. "Arigato, Butterfly." Her brow lifted at the name. She got up and got dressed. Miroku would be back soon and she felt fine. A little sad but otherwise fine. She put on her taijiya outfit, planning on going hunting after the hoshi got back. She didn't want to be around him.

Shouting was heard as she put on her sword, she slipped the parchment in her belt. Grabbing Hiraikotsu she ran outside to see what was up. "Shippo, stay inside." The kit nodded and hid.

Sango got near the edge of the village when she saw them. Fear rushed in her heart at seeing the youkai and his men heading straight for the village. It was the Lord of the Northern lands, beside him was the youkai Kirara had attacked. The men landed a ways from her.

"That's her, her and the villagers attacked us. They helped the fox escape. We were ambushed by the lot of them." He lied.

The wolf youkai took a step towards her. "Where is he woman? Tell us now or I will burn this village to the ground."

"He's not here. The village had nothing to do with it. It was I that helped him and killed your pathetic excuse for guards." She boasted, better they attack her instead of the village. There was no way for her to win against the lord. He was almost as powerful as Sesshoumaru. "Come get me if you aren't scared." She ran away from the village hoping to at least spare them.

She fell to the ground as she was hit in the back. Her eyes spotted the well in the distance, a tear formed. She was being lifted to her feet. A hand wrapped around her neck, squeezing hard.

"Where is he? I can smell him all over you."

She spat in his face and smiled as it slid down his cheek. He back handed her across the face, "Tell me now or you die woman. Of course I might let you live long enough to sample your flesh."

"Go to hell."

He threw her like she was nothing more than a stone. She felt her head slam against something hard, making a solid impact. Her eyes began to blur as she tried to pull herself up. Her hand grabbed the edge of the well, she used it for support. She pulled herself up leaning on it. She was sitting up on it, trying to stay awake. Her vision began to swim as he came towards her. Her vision turned black and she felt herself falling.

The Lord walked over to check to make sure she was dead. He looked down to the bottom, nothing. "Impossible, she has to be here somewhere, find her. Burn the village, kill everyone."


Souta was outside playing with his new soccer ball, when he heard moaning. He stopped and looked around, he didn't see anyone. Wait Kagome was coming up the steps. "Hey sis." Then he heard it again.

Kagome walked up to him, "What are you doing out here brat?"

"Shhh, do you here that?"

"I don't hear anything." She was ready to go inside.

"Seriously listen. It sounds like moaning."

Kagome stood there for several seconds before she heard it. Her head turned to look at the well house. "Go get a flashlight, hurry." Had a demon somehow slipped through. The well had stopped working for her, how could something be in there? Maybe it was an animal. Souta appeared again with a light.

She opened the door and walked inside, aiming the light down into the hole. Her heart stopped at seeing the girl laying at the bottom. "Sango! Souta go get mom and gramps quick." She climbed down the well, her feet hit the solid bottom. She bent down to check to see if she wasn't seeing things. Her hand connected with a solid shoulder, "Sango?"

Sango heard someone calling her name, she felt someone removing her weapon from around her back. Whispering was heard, she opened her eyes to see Kagome looking at her.

"You gotta help me get you out of here. Let's try to climb out together." Kagome slowly helped the girl up the ladder, she seemed out of it. "Almost there, gramps can you grab her.

Sango felt herself being hefted up over something solid. Where was she? "Kagome?"



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