Blood of Heroes

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, as much as I would love to have Sesshy all for myself.

Pairings: SessxKag

Plot: A powerful Kagome returns to the Sengoku Jidai, but she isn't alone. How do they deal with this new Kagome? More importantly, how are they going to take Sesshomaru's new found interest in this Kagome? SessxKag.

Rated M, just in case.

A/N: I hope you like it!


Chapter 1: My Best Friend Or So I Thought

She watched the fire dance under the moonlight and reach for stars like she always had for the past two years or so here in the Sengoku Jidai. Her mind was cleared of thought and for a long time since, she felt at peace. "Kagome". A voice beckoned her in the distance but she paid no heed. It's been long since she returned to her era, but here in this ancient world filled with terrors such as youkai, it was amusing to admit that she felt safer and more at home. Hands on her shoulder shook the young miko back to reality as she blinked once, or maybe it was twice, until a worried Taijiya's face filled her vision. "Kagome!"

Dark brown eyes stared into her unusual cerulean orbs radiating waves of concern for her surrogate sister. Sango had to admit she was getting worried for Kagome. The miko kept spacing out in the evenings and no matter how much she called, the miko would not respond. It wasn't as serious at first. Yelling at her would have brought her back to reality but after three moons it took the Taijiya's violent shake and yelling to bring her back. The Taijiya frowned when she saw Kagome radiate concern in those trusting blue orbs. "Sango? Are you okay?" the miko blubbered on, "Did something happen? Are we under attack?"

"No, I'm fine Kagome, but are you okay? You've been staring at the fire for thirty minutes and you haven't been responding to my calls," the older girl's frown deepened.

"Oh Sango, don't be so dramatic. I haven't been staring for half an hour, right Miroku?" Kagome looked to the monk, hoping for support.

"Nope, you've been staring for much longer Lady Kagome," he stated as her smile slowly turned to a frown.

"Did not," she mumbled stubbornly. Was she really that inattentive nowadays?

The young miko of course knew what was wrong with her, not that she'd admit it. Ever since Inuyasha had insisted that the dead miko, Kikyo, joined their group and ran off with the priestess every evening doing kami knows what, Kagome had felt like an unwanted presence. Maybe she was just being insecure, but she couldn't help it. Her friends always had to come to her aid as she couldn't even hold herself in battle. She knew she was weak but what was worse was that they'd get hurt in her place. Seeing them hurt and knowing that she was the cause always brought tears to her eyes. It was an unpleasant feeling constantly gnawing at her. Taunting her. The only thing holding her back from the tears from free falling was her resolve and promise to get stronger.

Kagome sighed. She knew a relationship with Inuyasha was impossible, but they are best friends aren't they? Then why did she felt like he was pushing her away? These mixed feelings did not settle with the miko and she knew it was bad for her health to continue this. The demon slayer and the monk shared a look that didn't go unnoticed by Kagome and immediately she knew they thought she was heartbroken. The young miko didn't bother to correct them for to some extent they were right. As the taijiya made it to the other side of the fire to settle down with Miroku, Kagome allowed the smile to grow across her face. It grew even wider when she saw her son curled up with Kirara. Slowly, she walked over and pulled them into her warm motherly embrace as they snuggled closer.

Just then, the hanyou and undead miko came stalking back to their camp. The moonlight shined through the hanyou's hair making it glow and radiate softly against the night, complementing his handsome features. Something must have happened, that much was obvious. Even the cold ass bitch Kikyo seem to seem softer and happier, and that was saying a lot for someone as dead and unfeeling as her. Her, in all technicalities, soul sister was like a Bella Swan of the Sengoku Jidai. Kagome snorted mentally. Kikyo would definitely fit the stoic character her friends loved so much.

She smiled at them, looking from Inuyasha to Kikyo and back to Inuyasha, "You look happy."

A pair of golden eyes landed on her, "Keh! Happy?" he settled down next to her, earning a glare from the Kikyo, "Well, yeah, I guess."

"Oh the powerful Inuyasha admitted he was happy! Kami, what has the world come to?" Kagome teased as the said hanyou rolled his eyes before they settled into a comfortable silence. All eyes on the crackling fire.

"We're only minutes away from the well," Inuyasha broke the silence. "Do you not wish to see your family? Go to school?"

"Of course I want to see them, Inu-chan," Kagome said softly, "but they know I'm needed here and I still have plenty of supplies. Exams are in a few months so I'm not really needed. Why? Is something wrong Inuyasha?"

"Maybe you should go and visit them 'Gome," the hanyou said, "You haven't returned in more than three months. Your family will be worried."

When Kagome looked up from the fire, she saw the golden eyes staring at her. Looking around, all eyes were on her. She contemplated the prospect of going home for a while, but even so she wasn't accepted at home. Sure, she loved her grandpa, her mum and Sota, and there was always Buyo, but her friends in her time didn't know of her adventures. Life in the modern world didn't hold all the excitements here in the past. She could not be expected to welcome the prospect of 'normal' anymore. 'Normal' was boring and too bland for her taste. "Really, guys, it's okay," she smiled warmly, "We have jewel shards to collect. I'll go the next time we near the well."

"If you insist," the houshii shrugged as he tried to get comfortable for the night.

"Just go, my incarnation. You're not needed here. I can easily perform your duties and not get myself killed. You're just a burden in this group. A damsel that needs saving time and time after time," the undead miko said smoothly.

"What?!" Sango exclaimed and Shippo shifted in Kagome's arm, "She's been more help than you'd ever be, Kikyo. Kagome would never be a burden. She's our friend, my friend, my sister, if not yours. Who do you think heals our wounds? Who do you think cares for us?"

"Don't fool yourself taijiya," Kikyo spat, "I have more battle experience and training. I at least know how to defend myself than know to let my friends get hurt in place of myself. She's an liability when it comes to reaching our goal. She'll weigh us down with us having to worry about her health and safety. Its war. Its battle. We don't have such luxuries."

It was obvious Sango was fuming at the end of Kikyo's little speech. She radiated fury and hatred. Inuyasha could tell from her aura, but it didn't take a genius to tell. It was true. Kagome knew it was true. She always knew she was holding them back in some way and she knew it. She knew it all along. No matter how much she tried to accept this fact, she could't hold the tears back.

"Inuyasha? What do you have to say?" she asked, voice cracking as she bit back the tears that threatened to fall.

The said hanyou looked as though he was debating with himself, before coming to a decision, "You should go home Kagome. Its safer there and it will be better for you. Kikyo can replace you whilst you're gone."

"No one is replacing Kagome," Miroku defended as he tried to calm the raging Sango.

"Is that what you really want?" the young miko asked as lone tears fell silently, "I gave up so much. I gave up my life in my world to be in this world. I don't expect you to understand, but all I ever wanted was for you to look at me the same way I look at you. As my best friend. I guess that was too much to ask for and I must have been pretty pathetic to think you'd want to be my best friend, right? Don't say anything, Inuyasha. I'm just sorry for being such a bother."

Kagome placed Shippo and Kirara in Sango's arms, grabbed her bag and made herself walk away calmly with what was left of her dignity. Once she was far enough, just enough for Inuyasha to pick up on her words, she muttered, "What makes anyone think I'll come back? Go sit yourself to hell. Sit and relax because that journey will be much better if you sit. It's a long journey after , I like to sit. Sit. Sit. Sit."

Even as Kagome walked off she could hear the distant slamming of Inuyasha being pressed into his best friend, the beautiful solid smooth and brown soil. The exact material the clay miko was made of. How ironic. Kami had a funny sense of humour.

The miko sighed to herself. At least there were three people who would miss her. Every time she had to return, she always regretted leaving Shippo behind.

She broke out into a run and kept a steady pace, her stomach burning with stitches, but that was okay. It burnt away her pain and her sadness. Just a little escapism from reality as she contemplated how her life had turned out like this. As she neared the well, she took one quick sweep of her surroundings. She didn't want her mother to see her like this. Giving herself a big smile, she walked down the uneven path and towards the wooden well. The molded green blades prickled against her skin as she weaved her way through this dirt battlefield. The sky was clear, and it wasn't late at all but probably around dinnertime at home. Her resolve was burning strong. She was going to show them that she could be strong. She will come back stronger than ever. That will show them to never mess with her.

With one last push, she jumped into the well. A pink light illuminating the clearing as she leapt into what seemed like oblivion.

Her last thoughts being, Now I just need to find someone to train me.


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