Kagome looked up at the rising sun through the window. She was
surrounded in the bubble of Sesshoumaru's love. She turned to look at the
youkai beside her, recalling the previous night.
*~*~Flash Back~*~*
Kagome was walking back into the manor when the sky turned dark and started to rain. She ran inside but was still soaking wet. So she went upstairs to Sesshoumaru's and her room. She stripped off the wet dress and stood naked before a mirror. She felt him before she saw him, but Sesshoumaru entered though the door and walked in. She turned to him with a small smile, not even attempting to hide herself. He stepped up to her and kissed him gently at first. But after they became heated deep kisses, Sesshoumaru took off his armor and laid her down in the bed.
~*~*End Flashback ('cuse I ain't going into detail)*~*~
She woke up feeling renewed and alive inside. She could still feel his hands searching her body, though they had left hours ago. It was a big step for Kagome, but she knew it was with the right person. She got up and found another one of the silk dresses Sesshoumaru continued to buy and make for her. She feared she had so many at their home now, she could wear three a day for about a year and never wear one twice. Sesshoumaru also showered her with other things besides dresses and love. Jewels and pretty gems from all over the world were sat upon her dresser, and she had never lived in a finer place in her life.
There was no more crying, no more unrest. No more mysteries. He even helped her collect shards if he came across them. And last time Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha actually said hello to each other! They days became grayer though, for some unknown reason. On this day, she sat out in the flower bed Sesshoumaru had planted for her, and remembered her grandfather's words.
"Kagome, no one's life is perfect. But when things are perfect, remember that they can and will only get worse." He had told her. This bit of advice made her question her new life, her perfect love. Then she recalled the piece of Sesshoumaru's soul she still possessed. It should go back to him.
Kagome stepped up from the garden and walked up the tall stairs to their room. When she walked inside, he was still sleeping. Kagome frowned. 'Youkai don't sleep like that. I know he's got part of my soul, but that can't make him physically weaker, can it?' Her thoughts raced. But they were all stopped dead by one. 'Sesshoumaru, the man I love. What if he got more than my soul? Maybe my essence? That would make him hanyou. But. . . that can't be.' Kagome thought. Kagome remembered what Inuyasha looked like when he became full youkai. The words 'blood lust' and 'vicious' came to mind. When he transformed, there was no love or compassion left in him.
These thoughts made it hard to imagine Sesshoumaru's father marrying a human. So what happened to Sesshoumaru?
Those things practically smacked her in the face. She almost fell to the ground. 'What if Sesshoumaru, doesn't love me? What if it's just my essence inside him? Then, this isn't the real him?' Tears had begun to run down her face. Why was she thinking these things, these thoughts of deception and, deceit? It was last night. 'But everything was so perfect. He didn't even hurt me very much, though I still feel sore. Why am I not content with that?' She thought.
'You think these things because he is inside you as well.' A voice came from within her. Even her subconscious knew it. 'But why do I feel so wrong? I think I feel a little, slutty. This can't possibly be happening.' The words spun over and over in her mind.
Kagome knew there was only one way of finding out for sure. She had to unmix the souls that had been broken off. She sat down next to the dreaming Sesshoumaru, and began to meditate.
She could feel the placed where they were mixed. The process was easy. The souls wanted to be back in their rightful place, all she had to do was open up the shields. And she did. At first, Kagome had not realized anything had changed. The man she loved was still sleeping, and she was okay.
But the emotions came back to her, like memories of the dead awaken. She looked at the face of her lover, and saw no more compassion inside it. Instead, she could see the stern, sad look upon his face. And she still held love for him, but it was mixed with other resurrected emotions. Images flashed by. Pictures of fearing and crying beneath the form of Sesshoumaru. Flashes of being held in Inuyasha' warm, soft arms. Images of her family and friends who missed her. All of that came before the image of the full and glowing Shikon jewel.
Kagome gasped. It was as if she had forgotten her priorities, lost her normal concerns. But they had all come back. 'Ohmygosh, I've missed at least five tests! I'll flunk! Inuyasha is going to be so pissed at me. I'll have to sit him at least ten times before he'll let my go!' And that was it. Her calmness was gone, her cool manner. It was gone with Sesshoumaru's soul.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It had only been two weeks after her departure, and the group was beginning to feel the affects of her absence. Shippo asked at least five times a day when Kagome would return, each time getting the same answer of, "Who knows?"
Inuyasha was taking it the worst of all. 'Why did I call her so many things, yell at her instead of tell her how I really felt? Why didn't I just stop being such a baka!?' He thought over and over. He minorly noticed how it was affecting everyone else.
Sango never smiled anymore, and paid Kirara as much attention as she did her food, which was very little. Miroku had all but stopped groping Sango, and seemed to always predict boring days. Shippo was just plain quiet. He ate with a forced appetite, and stopped bugging Inuyasha. Myouga seemed dismal and pessimistic about every new hint they had about the jewel. And just yesterday Kouga came by asking where his woman was. Inuyasha told him that Sesshoumaru had kidnapped her and planned to kill her soon. Maybe that wimpy wolf would have the strength to go kill his brother. Inuyasha knew he couldn't do that to Kagome. He had loved- missed her too much for that.
Every time he thought about her, a distinct sharp pain would come up in his stomach, and he would have to throw up before they could continue. He tried to eat, but he kept throwing it all up. Shippo had even caught him crying once. Inuyasha didn't push him out of the tree. Shippo was crying too. Because they knew the truth. 'Kagome's not going to come back. She's practically dead.' They thought.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She looked back into the room once more before she leapt out the window. 'My cruel lover. You never really loved me.' She thought, totally hallowing out her heart. She had the sharp instinct to throw up, which she did in the flower garden.
She didn't take anything with her. In fact, she had simply grabbed her old clothes and archery things and left, right out the bedroom window. She masked her scent heavily; though she was sure once he awoke he would not love her, and would not look for her. As she rode along on her very own silver cloud, she sobbed.
The tears soaked right into the cloud beneath her, soaking her skirt. She even had to sit on the cloud, as her knees would not hold her. She looked down at her bare feet. Her shoes were the only thing she could not recover, but she did not want anything of Sesshoumaru's. 'But this cloud! He taught me how to make one! I cannot use this any longer!' She thought with a rage.
She led it down to the ground and let it evaporate. As she walked on through the dewy forests she continued to cry. 'All of my magic was taught to me by him. I shall never use it again.' She said in a silent promise.
The day wore on it what seemed like a storm of tortures and worries. The sun was lost behind the clouds, dark and gray, as if in response to her tears. In fact, she was almost sure that once she passed by a field, the sun return to it. As if she sucked up all the light. 'That magic is mine. Magic of the heart.' She told herself.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The day was purely sunny, in spite of the gloomy mood. Inuyasha had taken a bath that day and looked at his face in the water's reflection. He hardly recognized himself. Bloodshot eyes and sunken cheeks stood out on his pale face. His hands were shaking and he felt dizzy. He managed a few sips of water and some broth that day. Though when he'd experimented with a little bit of fruit it backfired. He emptied his stomach all over the path that day, complete with blood and broth.
It was then that the rest of the group noticed his faltering condition. His dark face and slow walk suddenly became apparent to them.
"We have to go back and get you rested up." Miroku stated after he stopped in the middle of the road.
"Go back? I'm perfectly fine! Don't you think I've ever been sick before!? I-" He stammered at the end, and tripped. Sango caught him successfully and pushed him to the ground.
"You feel like you weigh nothing now, Inuyasha. Please rest for a while. At least out here for a few days." Sango said in a pleading tone. Inuyasha actually nodded and stood up, heading for the trees.
He found himself a soft spot in the grass and he half sat, half fell, to the ground in exhaustion. He hadn't been sleeping either, and it finally caught up with him. He dozed into a deep sleep in the middle of the clearing.
The sky was dark and a smell of mean was on his nose. He was so hungry he couldn't even feel hunger pains anymore. When he flicked open his red eyes he observed a dying fire and a half eaten rabbit. With a little effort he sat up and grabbed the meat. Only half of it had been eaten by the now slumbering group. Inuyasha sank his teeth strait into it and directed his mouth to chew it.
He swallowed several bites and felt slightly better, aside the splitting migraine he had. Though he was in a bad condition, his nose still worked fine. He smelled in the eastern winds, a faint and foreshadowing scent.
"Kikyou." He whispered to the wind. And there she was, standing before him, holding her arms out. He turned hi head away. His love had waned for her after she had died. What stood before him now was just lifeless clay. Kagome had knocked that into him some where along the leg of the journey.
"Look what she has done to you, my sweet. Come with me, I will never leave you." She whispered. He felt himself growling.
"Burn in hell, bitch." He said quietly.
"What did you say?" She asked without a hint of anger in her voice.
"I said burn in HELL, BITCH!" He screamed. Without thinking he withdrew the Tetsusaiga and slashed it down vertically though her entire body. When he looked up at the body, he saw her true self.
The souls escaped in moans and cries, fleeing into the night. Kikyou turned into simply hardened clay. Then it shattered into sand, as if exploding. The wind picked each sparkling sand speck and carried it way.
Inuyasha sat down at his place again and fell into sleep, contemplating what he would do the next day.
*~*~Flash Back~*~*
Kagome was walking back into the manor when the sky turned dark and started to rain. She ran inside but was still soaking wet. So she went upstairs to Sesshoumaru's and her room. She stripped off the wet dress and stood naked before a mirror. She felt him before she saw him, but Sesshoumaru entered though the door and walked in. She turned to him with a small smile, not even attempting to hide herself. He stepped up to her and kissed him gently at first. But after they became heated deep kisses, Sesshoumaru took off his armor and laid her down in the bed.
~*~*End Flashback ('cuse I ain't going into detail)*~*~
She woke up feeling renewed and alive inside. She could still feel his hands searching her body, though they had left hours ago. It was a big step for Kagome, but she knew it was with the right person. She got up and found another one of the silk dresses Sesshoumaru continued to buy and make for her. She feared she had so many at their home now, she could wear three a day for about a year and never wear one twice. Sesshoumaru also showered her with other things besides dresses and love. Jewels and pretty gems from all over the world were sat upon her dresser, and she had never lived in a finer place in her life.
There was no more crying, no more unrest. No more mysteries. He even helped her collect shards if he came across them. And last time Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha actually said hello to each other! They days became grayer though, for some unknown reason. On this day, she sat out in the flower bed Sesshoumaru had planted for her, and remembered her grandfather's words.
"Kagome, no one's life is perfect. But when things are perfect, remember that they can and will only get worse." He had told her. This bit of advice made her question her new life, her perfect love. Then she recalled the piece of Sesshoumaru's soul she still possessed. It should go back to him.
Kagome stepped up from the garden and walked up the tall stairs to their room. When she walked inside, he was still sleeping. Kagome frowned. 'Youkai don't sleep like that. I know he's got part of my soul, but that can't make him physically weaker, can it?' Her thoughts raced. But they were all stopped dead by one. 'Sesshoumaru, the man I love. What if he got more than my soul? Maybe my essence? That would make him hanyou. But. . . that can't be.' Kagome thought. Kagome remembered what Inuyasha looked like when he became full youkai. The words 'blood lust' and 'vicious' came to mind. When he transformed, there was no love or compassion left in him.
These thoughts made it hard to imagine Sesshoumaru's father marrying a human. So what happened to Sesshoumaru?
Those things practically smacked her in the face. She almost fell to the ground. 'What if Sesshoumaru, doesn't love me? What if it's just my essence inside him? Then, this isn't the real him?' Tears had begun to run down her face. Why was she thinking these things, these thoughts of deception and, deceit? It was last night. 'But everything was so perfect. He didn't even hurt me very much, though I still feel sore. Why am I not content with that?' She thought.
'You think these things because he is inside you as well.' A voice came from within her. Even her subconscious knew it. 'But why do I feel so wrong? I think I feel a little, slutty. This can't possibly be happening.' The words spun over and over in her mind.
Kagome knew there was only one way of finding out for sure. She had to unmix the souls that had been broken off. She sat down next to the dreaming Sesshoumaru, and began to meditate.
She could feel the placed where they were mixed. The process was easy. The souls wanted to be back in their rightful place, all she had to do was open up the shields. And she did. At first, Kagome had not realized anything had changed. The man she loved was still sleeping, and she was okay.
But the emotions came back to her, like memories of the dead awaken. She looked at the face of her lover, and saw no more compassion inside it. Instead, she could see the stern, sad look upon his face. And she still held love for him, but it was mixed with other resurrected emotions. Images flashed by. Pictures of fearing and crying beneath the form of Sesshoumaru. Flashes of being held in Inuyasha' warm, soft arms. Images of her family and friends who missed her. All of that came before the image of the full and glowing Shikon jewel.
Kagome gasped. It was as if she had forgotten her priorities, lost her normal concerns. But they had all come back. 'Ohmygosh, I've missed at least five tests! I'll flunk! Inuyasha is going to be so pissed at me. I'll have to sit him at least ten times before he'll let my go!' And that was it. Her calmness was gone, her cool manner. It was gone with Sesshoumaru's soul.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It had only been two weeks after her departure, and the group was beginning to feel the affects of her absence. Shippo asked at least five times a day when Kagome would return, each time getting the same answer of, "Who knows?"
Inuyasha was taking it the worst of all. 'Why did I call her so many things, yell at her instead of tell her how I really felt? Why didn't I just stop being such a baka!?' He thought over and over. He minorly noticed how it was affecting everyone else.
Sango never smiled anymore, and paid Kirara as much attention as she did her food, which was very little. Miroku had all but stopped groping Sango, and seemed to always predict boring days. Shippo was just plain quiet. He ate with a forced appetite, and stopped bugging Inuyasha. Myouga seemed dismal and pessimistic about every new hint they had about the jewel. And just yesterday Kouga came by asking where his woman was. Inuyasha told him that Sesshoumaru had kidnapped her and planned to kill her soon. Maybe that wimpy wolf would have the strength to go kill his brother. Inuyasha knew he couldn't do that to Kagome. He had loved- missed her too much for that.
Every time he thought about her, a distinct sharp pain would come up in his stomach, and he would have to throw up before they could continue. He tried to eat, but he kept throwing it all up. Shippo had even caught him crying once. Inuyasha didn't push him out of the tree. Shippo was crying too. Because they knew the truth. 'Kagome's not going to come back. She's practically dead.' They thought.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She looked back into the room once more before she leapt out the window. 'My cruel lover. You never really loved me.' She thought, totally hallowing out her heart. She had the sharp instinct to throw up, which she did in the flower garden.
She didn't take anything with her. In fact, she had simply grabbed her old clothes and archery things and left, right out the bedroom window. She masked her scent heavily; though she was sure once he awoke he would not love her, and would not look for her. As she rode along on her very own silver cloud, she sobbed.
The tears soaked right into the cloud beneath her, soaking her skirt. She even had to sit on the cloud, as her knees would not hold her. She looked down at her bare feet. Her shoes were the only thing she could not recover, but she did not want anything of Sesshoumaru's. 'But this cloud! He taught me how to make one! I cannot use this any longer!' She thought with a rage.
She led it down to the ground and let it evaporate. As she walked on through the dewy forests she continued to cry. 'All of my magic was taught to me by him. I shall never use it again.' She said in a silent promise.
The day wore on it what seemed like a storm of tortures and worries. The sun was lost behind the clouds, dark and gray, as if in response to her tears. In fact, she was almost sure that once she passed by a field, the sun return to it. As if she sucked up all the light. 'That magic is mine. Magic of the heart.' She told herself.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The day was purely sunny, in spite of the gloomy mood. Inuyasha had taken a bath that day and looked at his face in the water's reflection. He hardly recognized himself. Bloodshot eyes and sunken cheeks stood out on his pale face. His hands were shaking and he felt dizzy. He managed a few sips of water and some broth that day. Though when he'd experimented with a little bit of fruit it backfired. He emptied his stomach all over the path that day, complete with blood and broth.
It was then that the rest of the group noticed his faltering condition. His dark face and slow walk suddenly became apparent to them.
"We have to go back and get you rested up." Miroku stated after he stopped in the middle of the road.
"Go back? I'm perfectly fine! Don't you think I've ever been sick before!? I-" He stammered at the end, and tripped. Sango caught him successfully and pushed him to the ground.
"You feel like you weigh nothing now, Inuyasha. Please rest for a while. At least out here for a few days." Sango said in a pleading tone. Inuyasha actually nodded and stood up, heading for the trees.
He found himself a soft spot in the grass and he half sat, half fell, to the ground in exhaustion. He hadn't been sleeping either, and it finally caught up with him. He dozed into a deep sleep in the middle of the clearing.
The sky was dark and a smell of mean was on his nose. He was so hungry he couldn't even feel hunger pains anymore. When he flicked open his red eyes he observed a dying fire and a half eaten rabbit. With a little effort he sat up and grabbed the meat. Only half of it had been eaten by the now slumbering group. Inuyasha sank his teeth strait into it and directed his mouth to chew it.
He swallowed several bites and felt slightly better, aside the splitting migraine he had. Though he was in a bad condition, his nose still worked fine. He smelled in the eastern winds, a faint and foreshadowing scent.
"Kikyou." He whispered to the wind. And there she was, standing before him, holding her arms out. He turned hi head away. His love had waned for her after she had died. What stood before him now was just lifeless clay. Kagome had knocked that into him some where along the leg of the journey.
"Look what she has done to you, my sweet. Come with me, I will never leave you." She whispered. He felt himself growling.
"Burn in hell, bitch." He said quietly.
"What did you say?" She asked without a hint of anger in her voice.
"I said burn in HELL, BITCH!" He screamed. Without thinking he withdrew the Tetsusaiga and slashed it down vertically though her entire body. When he looked up at the body, he saw her true self.
The souls escaped in moans and cries, fleeing into the night. Kikyou turned into simply hardened clay. Then it shattered into sand, as if exploding. The wind picked each sparkling sand speck and carried it way.
Inuyasha sat down at his place again and fell into sleep, contemplating what he would do the next day.