Don't Follow Me Ch. 1

               “No, Houshi-sama, I can’t..” she breathed into his chest. Her body was weak, so weak. He pressed her up against him tighter, but making sure not to cause further damage to her already damaged body.

                He stroked her hair, his voice starting to waiver, on the verge of sobbing. “Sango, Sango, please. Don’t give in. Please.. just… just hold out” Those violet eyes looked into hers, red and swollen from crying. His heart couldn’t bear it. The one he loved, ever loved, ever will love, was slipping away right in front of him.

“Houshi…sa..ma…” She struggled with her words, wincing and twitching with every other staggered breath.  “UGH!” She started to convulse in his arms, eyes wide and staring past him into oblivion, blood starting to trickle out of her mouth, leaving a fresh red trail down her chin.

“SANGO! SANGO, PLEASE! HANG IN THERE, SANGO!” He frantically shook her, trying not to give up hope. “Sango, come on, Sango. There has to be a way, I know it, just hang in there!”

Finally starting to calm down, Sango went limp in his arms, barely managing to keep her eyes open. The dark brown orbs flickered up at him ever so tragically. He gazed at her. He had never kept his eyes off her the entire time they’d been in the forest.  Choking on his own tears, he was able to say the words, “Sango,.. Please… don’t leave me. You’re not supposed to die here.  You and I,… we were supposed to get married, and have children, Sango. We were supposed to die together. You can’t die here.”

“I know..” she lightly whispered. Her arm shakily raised itself, out stretching beyond it’s best interest. Sango laid a blood clotted, dirt worn hand on Miroku’s like-wise cheek. It seemed to have taken a lot of what little energy she had left in her. “Hou—Miroku… I love you. Please don’t follow me.” Her hand slowly slipped off of his cheek and fell to the ground, her head laying back .

He cried. That’s all he could do. He pressed her into his chest, laying his head on top of hers, continuing to stroke her hair. “Damn it, Sango.. How could you tell me not to follow you.” He gritted his teeth before turning his head the other way and sobbing even heavier. He clutched her shoulder armour straps and began rocking back and forth.

“I will avenge you, my love. I promise.”