Meant to be

Same disclaimer
Pairing: Inuyasha/Sango.
” Inner musings”


Chapter 6: Family Part 1


Inuyasha was relaxing in the early morning sunshine. He had taken off his shirt to warm his skin in the sun. That is how Sango found him, his bare back propped against a tree and his legs folded Indian-style. Her instincts had not failed her. Though he had told no one where he was going when he left the village, Sango had been able to make her way to him without faltering in her steps. It seemed the connection forged by their mating was growing stronger everyday; she always knew where he was.

Inuyasha waited as she approached him. When she stood before him, he looked up into her face and silently invited her to join him. Sinking to her knees, she sat in his lap with her legs on either side of his body. She rapped her arms around his naked back, feeling has the muscles clenched under her touch, and pressed her nose into the fragrant skin of his chest. Meanwhile, he brought his own arms around her fragile form to draw her into a tight embrace, and placed his chin on the top of her head. They remained silent for many minutes, just enjoying the others’ presence, until he finally spoke.

- “How is he?” He asked her

- “Still sleeping peacefully.” She answered. “Kaede says it’s a good sign. The fever has gone so we know the cuts aren’t infected and that terrible smell has left him. I guess the herbs she gave him have done the job and the poison has been drained from his system.”

It had been touch and go for a while. By the time Sango and Kirara had made it to Kaede’s village, Mirokus’ pulse was very shallow. His skin had turned a sickly yellow color and was hot to the touch. The old miko had acted with speed and efficiency. Lady Kaede had shown Sango to the medicine house, and then instructed her newest helper to gather the medicinal herbs she would need. While Sango laid the feverish body of her friend on a futon, Kaede has busied herself by boiling water that she would use to clean the gashes on Mirokus’ arm and chest. Once the cuts where disinfected, she had used a rustic needle and thread the sew the skin back together; and wrapped the wounds tightly in bandages to stout the blood that still trickled from them.

With the medicinal herbs, the old miko brewed a foul smelling concoction that, she assured Sango, would help his body purge the poison. For ten days straight, they had taken turns watching over Miroku. Both the miko and the demon slayer where too worried to leave the houshi’s side for too long. Sango particularly was want to stray from his bedside for even a moment. She feared he would slip away the instant her back was turned; and she has already lost too many of her loved ones to let that happen.

- “Actually, he has a visitor. Someone showed up just after you left but you’ll never guess who it is.” Sango said, bringing her thoughts back to the present. “Do you remember that girl, Koharu?” She waited for his nod before she continued. “Well, she heard from a merchant that a young houshi had been injured in a great battle. She came to the village worried that the injured monk might be Miroku. And when she saw him, the poor girl burst into tears and offered to help tend to him until he woke up.”

- “So, she’s still hung up on the lecher.” Inuyasha stated.

- “ Wait it gets better.” She told him. “ When she kneeled down next to him to wash his face, he reached out to grab her ass.”

- “Feh! Even in his sleep he’s a perv.” Inuyasha declared with a laugh.

- “It would seem so. But if he can grope than he must be feeling better.”

They laughed quietly together, think of their friend and his wandering hands. But their laughter soon died down when a darker thought crossed their minds.

- “ Are you sure you want to go alone, Sango?” Inuyasha asked, for what seemed like the hundredth time.

- “ Yes, I’m sure. “She replied. “ He was my brother, and I want to say my good-byes in private.”

While Sango and Kirara had flown back to Kaede’s village with a dying Miroku, the rest of the group had followed on foot. In the wooded area not far from what used to be Naraku’s fortress they had found a child’s body lying partially hidden by the undergrowth. Even before he had turned the corpse over, Inuyasha had known it was the lifeless body of Kohaku.

Naraku’s destruction had freed the shards in his command. Liberated once more, the Shikon no Tama had sought to return to its natural state. It was that which created the vortex they had seen over the battlefield; that which had drawn Kagome’s piece from around her neck. What the companions had not known at the time was that Kohaku still had a shard of the jewel embedded in his body. That fragment was the only thing keeping the young man alive, but it was pulled from him violently has he tried to make his escape, using their attack on the castle has a cover.

Inuyasha had picked up the fragile body of Kohaku and carried it back to Kaede’s village. The hanyou knew that his mate would want to know what had happened to her brother. Also, Inuyasha understood that Kohaku’s actions had not been is fault. He was only a puppet, and so, not responsible for the evil deeds he had committed. The child deserved a decent burial; and only his loving sister could perform the funeral rights.

Several days later they arrived back at the village. Sango had sprinted towards them, wanting nothing more than to feel the strong arms of her mate around her, but she came up short when she saw what he was carrying. Sango had fallen to her knees upon seeing her brothers’ ashen face and had let out a scream of agony. Never putting down Kohaku, Inuyasha signaled to Kagome to help Sango to her feet and follow him to the temple. There he had laid the body of the young man, and there he stayed with his mate as she cried.

Now, Kohaku’s body had been washed, and he had been dressed in clean clothing. Soon, Sango would leave with the body of her brother and return to the slayer village where she planned to lay him to rest alongside their father.

- “ I don’t mind accompanying you. I could even help you dig the grave if you whish.” Inuyasha said, not wanting to let her travel by herself.

- “ No, Inuyasha. I want to do this alone.” She told him again. “ Don’t worry, I’ll be careful and I promise I will return in a few days time.”

- “ I know you’ll be careful and that you can defend yourself. But in the condition your in, I can’t help worrying”

- “ And I appreciate that you worry for me, but truly, I’ll be all right. I’ll bring Kirara with me if it makes you feel any better”

- “ No it doesn’t, but I guess I have no choice.” He answered.

Ignoring his petulant outburst, Sango gave him a gentle kiss on the lips and left. Making her way back to the village, she collected the few belongings she would need on her short journey. She then harnessed a horse to the wagon carrying her brothers’ body and started on her way home. “This is the last time I will ever go back there. I’m sorry father, but that place holds to many memories. I’m pregnant, you know. Inuyasha and I are expecting our first child and I don’t want him, or her, to be stifled by the ghosts of the past.” She thought as she made her way onto the road, praying that her father’s spirit would hear her, and understand.


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Sango found him a few days later, his back leaning against the same tree, his torso exposed to the soft rays of the sun. It seemed as though no time had passed since she left to return to the slayer village. Inuyasha heard her approach but did not turn to look at her. He had felt her, the moment she had come within a day’s ride of Kaede’s village, he had sensed that she was coming home to him. And so he had gone back to the spot where they had said their good-byes and waited for her seek him out. This time again she sank to her knees and settled herself in his lap to be pulled into his warm arms.

- “It’s over. ” She finally said as tears began to trickle down her cheeks.

Inuyasha tightened his hold on her quivering body as though he could take away the sting of her loss by the shear strength of his embrace. The hanyou could not suffer to see his mate in pain; he loved her too dearly. He wanted her to know only happiness. But held nld not change the past, he could not erase the tragedies that had befallen her before they met. Inuyasha could only give her a shoulder to cry one when the memories overwhelmed her mind as they diw
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Despite the sacred nature of the moment, Inuyasha could not suppress the effects his mates’ proximity had on his body. Soon, he could feel himself grow hard while she warmed him as the sun never could. Sango was also aware of the heat building between them and she did not think it wrong that he should be aroused by their closeness. During their time together has a bonded couple, Sango had come to understand that his body could be a place of solace, and she desired to partake of this peace Inuyasha was offering her.

Sango did not protest when he hiked up he kimono around her waist, or when he pushed her back gently so he could free his straining erection from the confines of his trousers. Nor did she fight him when, with his hands, he lifted up her hips and began to push slowly into her body.

Though the tears still flowed from her eyes, Sango let out a soft moan as the sensation of being filed washed over her. Tilting her face upwards, she met him in a soul-searing kiss. Her lips parted instantly to allow his tongue to delve into her warm cavern. The feel of his velvety tongue as it massaged her own made her heartbeat quicken. Circling his neck with her arms for better purchase, Sango mover her hips to the rhythm of her heart; undulating her pelvis, back and forth, up and down.

Inuyasha fought to remain still beneath her, letting Sango set the pace of their lovemaking. But he could never be passive. Tugging her forward, he captured her mouth in another slow, sensual kiss. Nibbling on her bottom lip, he used his fangs to puncture the supple skin. Taking her lip fully into his mouth, he sucked on it. Her blood tasted of sorrow.

Sango’s body jerked slightly when he bit her lip, but she did not halt the movement of her hips. She could not stop. Though the intimate connection, she could feel the sadness pour out of her, as real as her juices poured out of her heated core to lubricate his stiff member.

Like a lightning bolt it hit her. Inuyasha was her heart, her soul, her lifeline; and she could have easily lost him during the battle against Naraku. After all, he had taken on the demon with only the aid of an inexperienced priestess. Realizing this, she tightened her arms around his neck, clutching to him, as though he would vanish if she loosened her hold but a little.

- “ Don’t let me go Inuyasha. Never let me go.” She begged him.

- “I promise Sango. I will never leave your side.” He assured her, stroking her back through the thin fabric of her kimono.

Inuyasha understood her desperation, he also wanted to reassure himself that this was not a dream; that they we’re not a dream. And so he kissed her, letting his love for her seep into her soul through their joined lips. But physical pleasure would not be ignored; and soon their bodies craved more. Unfolding his legs, Inuyasha brought his knees up and pushed her back until she rested against his thighs. He undid her kimono so he could gaze at exposed body, so he could watch has his cock disappeared into her, and her breasts jumped with the rhythm of their thrusting.

The position allowed Inuyasha to move with her, to thrust into her body as she continued to undulate her hips. With every stoke of his erection against the walls of tight canal, Sango felt herself climb higher and higher towards her peak. Inuyasha knew it also and he brought hisht hht hand up to massage her clitoris with his thumb as they continued to move together. The extra stimulation was all that was needed for Sango to climax. Her inner muscles clamped down on his pulsating shaft and she groaned a distorted version of his name while her entire body convulsed.

Inuyasha gave a few more brutal thrusts as her body clenched and spasm around him. His balls tightened and he finally spilled his seed into her. Reaching out to take hold of her shoulders, he brought her back to rest against him, breast to chest. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lowered his head and gently sucked on the mark he had given her the first time they had come together.

- “Thank you” She whispered once she could control her breathing enoto sto speak.

- “ For what?” He asked her.

- “For being there, when I need you the most” Sango explained.

- “ It was my pleasure” He said with a hint of lust still tinting his v.
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A/N: Voila! Another touching moment between Sango and Inuyasha. Don’t’ fear, I’m already working on the second part of this installment and the title of “Family” will be explained further. For those of you wondering why I wrote in Kohaku’s death but haven’t talked about Kikyo’s demise, the answer is simple. I don’t like Kikyo so I won’t write about her. Let’s just say she fell into the river and melted, she’s made of clay after all so it a very possible scenario.