The Will of a Mother
Chapter 1
Irked he looked around at the foreign surroundings that he found himself in. How did he manage to end up here of all places? That is if he knew where here was. Going back to the clearing where he had originally found himself in he could instead hear what sounded like a battle. Moving through the branches he quietly approached the grassy area to take in the new occupants of it with his keen aqua eyes. In the clearing now is a man and a woman. The man looked almost otherworldly with his movements and appearance. The woman had a fiery spirit as her wavy onyx locks flowed around her; they looked as deep and as beautiful as the midnight and her eyes like a coming storm cloud. The other's hair looked as if the glossy locks were made of the finest silk that was kissed by the moonlight with biting eyes like liquid gold.
If he were to ever paint a picture of what a God or Goddess looks like they would be what he would have in mind but he knew the woman appeared to be human but the male, he was quite different with pointed ears and sharps claws, it made him wonder if perhaps this male could be from the Inuzuka clan or any relation to it. What he thought might be a battle looked more like a sparring session.
"Priestess," his cool voice carried on the breeze, "Why do you stay in this era?"
Stormy blue eyes narrowed as she spun away after deflecting a blow. "I thought I had said I do not wish to speak of this," she reminded, her voice hinting towards irritation.
He swiped at her making her do a couple back flips as she lit her fingers with pale lilac claws made of her power as she charged, taking a few swipes of her own. "You will not be able to marry in this time if you wait much longer Priestess," he caught her hands and spun her around until her arms crossed over her chest until she flared up her power and broke free, turning to kick him but he was faster than the eye could see. "Many were married when you first came at 15 years as you term it."
She gave a small glare, striking out behind her where he appeared again. "I don't see why you care Sesshoumaru; I already told you I no longer fit the lifestyle of my era. I can't live a lie there having this secret life, keeping part of me hidden that not even my own family will ever truly understand." She watched him as they stood across from one another. "At least I feel more alive here and can be more like me where others know my double life," she defended.
"And yet you are still miserable," he struck out with his glowing green acid whip; she barely had enough time to protect herself with a thin barrier placed around her body. "It is Lord Sesshoumaru to you Priestess," he attacked harder to reprimand her.
His attacks became more furious and she soon brought out her own whips, five tendrils of them forming but instead of attacking she went into a defensive spin as he pulled out his sword and sent powerful attacks at the pale lilac glowing sphere spinning around really fast. When that attack didn't work he jumped timing the next one just right and sent a powerful kick at her sending her body flying across the clearing into a tree as the sphere immediately dispelled. "Your defense still has gaps in it," he commented not letting up as he walked steadily towards where she crumpled to the ground.
Power coming out blue from her dominant hand she healed the crack to her head before scowling at him. "I wouldn't go as far to say miserable and I think you would miss not being able to toss me around the clearing should I decide to leave for good one day," she got up and brushed herself off while keeping an eye on him. He disappeared from view and she ducked from the swing he took at her head. "You won't attract a mate if you go around hitting women you know," she decided to comment on his own lack of romance.
"I have lived for centuries without one, I am not of the mind to have one when I am still young. That is where we are different Priestess. The humans of this time do not live for more than a few decades whereas in yours they might live beyond a hundred years. Your time to produce offspring is limited," he sneered down at her as if she is flawed due to that simple fact.
"Get a life; you know as well as I do I am considered young in my time. I could care less about the difference in standards between the two. I am only 18, you act like I'm already 40 and sporting a few grey hairs you old dog," she insulted, getting sick of this conversation. "I came here to train, not to get your advice on how I should live my life."
"I thought you would settle down with my half-brother, not continue to prance between two time periods and start to lose your spark," he studied her a few moments deciding not to attack.
"I'll show you spark," she lit her hands up and began firing blasts off, lighting up the whole clearing until he jumped into the sky and she took aim up there firing larger blasts as his red youki crackled around him fending off the attack to where he still looked as pristine as ever.
Targeting to claw her stomach area she kicked his arm away before he kicked her in the back sending her skidding across the ground. "Don't you think your Mother would like to see you finally choose an era to live in and settle down instead of going back and forth existing in both."
"Since when do you care about my Mother or even know a thing about what she may or may not want," she looked at him with blazing eyes.
"Since I crossed times and had tea with her Priestess," he swiftly replied.
She glared at the well, "Oh so you just had to let him through and make his ego larger than it already is. I must be dead to be hearing that you are having tea with my Mother!" The smugness in his eyes gave away that he really does have an even more inflated ego. "You know what I am done for today. I did not just miss my Mother's cooking to come here and listen to you Dog Demon. When you are done suddenly being an expert on my life let me know, for now I am getting some peace and quiet," she stomped off into the woods.
"That went well," said a red clad figure after he landed next to the elder male. "I would like to know too, since when do you have tea with Mama Higurashi?"
"Since I decided to see what the future looks like and found it highly offensive to my senses when I left the shrine grounds. The Priestess is being stubborn but everyone can tell she is not happy," he commented as he watched her figure disappear into the shadows deep into the forest. "Why didn't you choose a life with the living Priestess?"
"Now you're going to start on me," he looked up with a glare. "She got tired of the whole situation with Kikyo; by the time everything was over we could only look at the other as a best friend, nothing more."
"You are a fool, Kikyo was dead and she is still alive," he cast his cold orbs towards his younger half-brother.
"Yeah yeah I know I was but I can't change things now," he stared off into the forest.
"That Priestess needs a child of her own; any fool with eyes can see she wants children and most likely a husband," Sesshoumaru remained fixated on that point. "I'm sure one of my generals would find such a powerful priestess attractive enough to devote themselves to her for the next few decades."
Growling he glared at his older half-brother, "Since when do you go around matchmaking people? What planet did I just land on that Mr. Stick-Up-His-Ass actually cares about one of us. Kagome is smart, smarter than you believe. She will figure things out for herself but for now I am thankful she can still keep crossing times instead of being stuck in one. If I even catch someone affiliated with the West trying to get into her pants I will take their head and come for yours," he promised.
"You would wish so half breed," he riled him up and like dynamite the two went at it, eventually leaving that clearing so as not to destroy it while making heavier attacks.
Feeling curious he left the area silently, not letting the two male detect him as he pursued the angry Priestess, most likely his best bet at getting answers. He had come out of the same well but his sand is what forced him here. 'Mother, is it your will that brought me here,' he asked silently as he came to figure he is in a new time, not his own. At least his brother had seen the sand force him down the well so they know where he disappeared to in a way. Going from branch to branch he followed the path of the woman he had thought looked like a Goddess took. The sound of water reached his ears and he paused, hearing small splashes. Jumping to a closer tree he peered around the trunk watching as she splashed water on her face at the edge of a slow moving river.
Flopping back with a sigh she watched the clouds drift by with the gentle coaxing of the breeze. "Maybe he does have a point," she mumbled, "but he could use a class on people skills and see if someone can deflate that stupid ego of his."
He sat down against the tree listening to her soft voice, deciding he should try and find a way to approach her without incurring her wrath. In his opinion a woman of her beauty shouldn't have a hard time finding someone to settle down with but she most likely doesn't want just anyone. Hearing movement he watched as she tugged the white haori off and pulled down her hakamas revealing a cream tank top and blue shorts. She surprised him when she took that off as well revealing a two-piece swim suit that fit her curves quite well and he sucked in a breath at seeing her toned body with only a few easy to spot scars gracing her torso. She turned towards him; kneeling down on the ground folding her clothes neatly before standing once again revealing the scars on the front but the rest of her was flawless. The scars didn't even take away from her beauty but enhanced it is how he felt.
After she faced the water she did a graceful dive into the waters not surfacing for a few minutes but it was clear as he watched her, she is a strong swimmer. Drops of water came from her fingertips as she swam upstream against the current, never getting real far due to the amount of pressure pressing against her. His eyes that have now seen 20 years could not avert from her as he appreciated every flex of toned muscle in her feminine arms and her black locks floating on the water behind her as drops of water clung to thick lashes. He could barely make out her shapely form underneath the water's surface; it teased him with the outline but not giving him enough to quench his thirsty gaze.
When she surfaced from the water, walking out of it squeezing the water out of her hair he felt his pants become confining, it was enough of a shock that he could pull away from the view and let his head rest against the bark of the tree as he closed his eyes and took steadying breaths. 'Since when do I have trouble with a woman turning me on? I would think I had left this problem back in my hormonal teenage years, not be desiring a woman in clothed in swim attire,' he clenched his fists and heard her give an almost tired sigh. Going against his better judgement he peered back around the tree finding her sun bathing, seemingly taking a nap as her body dried off. He will not be able to approach her at this point, not until she makes another trip through the well and comes back again so he can keep from angering the Priestess, this Kagome.
Turning on to her stomach, after feeling her skin burn a little, she narrowed her eyes in thought. Something is here with her, she had ignored it earlier since she thought maybe it was just one of the others since InuYasha was hiding in the trees and Sesshoumaru did nothing but she still felt something. Looking into the darkness of the forest as she searched for that odd feeling she could just barely catch sight of a crimson pant leg ending at white bandages that extended down to their black footwear. Quietly she stood up, getting under the branch she threw a stone at them, watching sand immediately come forth to protect him from it to her surprise. "Are you going to just sit around stalking me all day," she bit out at them as shot an angry glare up at the male in the tree.
Opening his eyes to reveal intense aqua orbs he looked down at her seeing her continued state of dress before looking dead center in her eyes. "Do you make a habit of attacking others while still in a swim suit," he replied back with the same amount of wit. He stood on the branch and jumped down easily as her cheeks grew a little red while her arms attempted to cover her breasts.
She looked at his clothes and heard him say the familiar term, "Wait you know what I am wearing," she suddenly perked up wondering how that could be. Taking a closer look at his outfit she looked at the one strap vest and the buckled straps around his waist to the fact that the people of this time do not wear clothes like this or even have the ability to style their hair like that.
"That is what it is called is it not, or in other words a bikini," he responded to her as she nodded dumbly as if unsure how he knows such a thing. "You are a Priestess that time travels do you not?"
"Yeah," she realized he must have been listening to her conversation with Sesshoumaru then and wanted to get angry with this auburn haired male with the piercing eyes but figured he must have a legit reason and she could already guess what it is.
"My sand forced me here to this era yesterday but now I cannot seem to return back through the well. When I overheard that you and others can use the well I wanted to find out what allows you to travel through it so I may return home," he explained himself, seeing the anger that had surfaced on her face begin to fade away.
"Your sand forced you here," she asked, wanting to make certain she heard correctly.
"Yes, it is believed that the sand is infused with my Mother's will. Normally I can manipulate it with ease or it will rise up in defense but that time it forced me to a well and dragged me down where I then found myself here after being in a starry void." He clearly explained so she may understand the circumstances.
"I just jump in," she simply explained. Sand whirled around her feet and began to swirl around he legs going up her torso. Holding her arms out in surprise as it continued to wind up around her form and separate around her legs she looked up at him and shouted, "Hey would you knock it off!"
His eyes watched the sand wind around her in similar fashion to a snake and forced her to make a few jerking steps forward. "This is not my doing, it is doing it on its own," he informed her, watching as it refused to obey his will and decided to see just what it is trying to accomplish. She was soon pressed up against him, the sand circling his crossed arms around the wrists, guiding them to hold her to him. "So I see it is you the sand is after," his voice drawing her to look up at him as the sand circled around the both of them. He raised a hand to her head, holding it as his lips met hers in understanding of what she is to mean to him while they shared their first kiss. He whispered in his mind, 'I understand now Mother, thank you for this.'
"So that is how you and Mommy fell in love," a little girl asked, looking up at him with her wavy auburn locks held in two pigtails and her stormy blue eyes.
"Did you really just kiss her like that Dad," a slightly older boy with black hair style like his Father's and an exact replica of his eyes. They both looked at their Father quite curious and eager to learn more about how they met and fell in love as he told them a bed time story from the comfort of their couch.
"Now wait a minute. You make it sound like some fairy tale where the prince kisses the princess, they fall in love and live happily ever after, the end," she looked over at her husband's calm face.
He shrugged his shoulders before responding, "Is that not the kind of stories you prefer to tell them?"
"Well yeah but this is different, this is our story. We can't have them believing that when someone just suddenly kisses them or the next person they kiss is going to be their future husband or wife. Here is how it truly ended," she continued on with the tale where her husband left off.
Hands on his chest she paused from trying to push him away as her mind was taken over by a kiss that seems to warm her very soul. When their lips parted and she regained her senses she glared up at him raising a hand as she attempted to smack him but the sand did just as he said it would, it defended him from the attack but instead of attacking back it gripped her hand, guiding it to rest gently against his cheek. She looked at it miffed as he looked down at her amused for still retaining that fiery spirit he is beginning to love.
"Wait Mommy, you tried to hit Daddy?! You always told me hitting is naughty so why were you doing it," her little daughter narrowed her eyes on her in a pout.
Gaara held back a laugh at seeing his wife be made speechless for a few seconds by a five year old. "This was different sweetie. He was a stranger that suddenly is kissing my while I was in my bathing suit in the middle of the woods far away from where any cry for help would reach and he had been following me around that day. I feel completely justified with the circumstances being what they were so this was an exception to the no hitting rule," she defended, making sure her kids looked at the facts instead of keeping this fairy tale haze in their minds.
"Still Mommy, I hope you apologized to Daddy because that wasn't very nice," she pouted and hugged her dad as she sat on his knee.
Kagome let out a sigh and retraced her thoughts trying to figure out what happened next. "Well I think what happened next is," she began to start in again, missing the sleepy yawns and drooping eyes.
"Kagome, I think the rest will just have to wait for another night," he got her attention back down on them, showing her the almost asleep children falling asleep on his lap. Smiling she picked up their son while he rose with their daughter, taking them to their shared room to tuck them in bed. Standing in the doorway smiling affectionately at her lovely children she felt her husband wrap his arms around her and press his chest up against her back. His breath tickled her ear as he leaned in to whisper, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a third one?" He nipped her ear knowing he is already coaxing her into a couple hours of time enjoying the joining of their bodies all over again. "We have the time to get started tonight," he whispered hotly and closed the door to a crack as she turned around attacking his lips as he led her off into their own bedroom for a night of love and passion with the love of his life.
I plan on continuing this into a two-shot if you guys would like a second chapter. I seem to always get the best ideas when I am half asleep thinking about bed and then BAM I get hit with something brilliant and that is how my stories come about… as I type this at 3:25 am and still need to get up early to be ready for having a garage sale up and going by 10 if it doesn't rain… yup. Good thing I bought stronger coffee at the grocery store when I was there earlier.