Cold as Ice
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CHAPTER 1
The Truth Behind a False life
It's been four years since Kagome Higurashi, at the age of fifteen and with the help of her friends, defeated Naraku. With the final shard the jewel, on its own accord, refused into Kagome's body. Until there came a time when a pure wish could be made, the jewel would stay, with Kagome as its eternal guardian And from that moment on she became known as the Sacred Priestess.
Instead of going back to her time, like she thought she'd be forced to do, nothing happened. So she made the choice to stay in the past with her new family and ceiled the well.
After everything had settled, Kagome began training. For two years she worked tirelessly to gain control over her powers that when having been unceiled seemed to act out on their own in the presence of a demon. She learned that when she accidently 'zapped' Inuyasha. Her work eventually paid off, leading to her spiritual powers surpassing Kikyo. Though there was still more for her to learn.
Just after her extensive training, Kaeda passed away in her sleep. It was a sad time for the village, it was in the midst of change without a leader to guide them. So upon Kaeda's earlier request, Kagome took the position as Headmistress. It was only through the support and guidance of her friends that Kagome was able to lead them to what they were today. It had doubled in size, becoming a village for both humans and demons to live in peace. Many demons with human mates came to the village looking for a place where they could raise their young in peace. Though Kagome knew that one day this village would become what she knew as Toyoko in the future, she wanted to rename it for what it represented now: Jiyu (freedom).
Sango and Miroku along with Kohaku and Kirara left to help rebuild the Satsugai-sha (slayer) village. But they still visited often, at least once a week or every two weeks depending on the status level of their village.
When traveling, which wasn't often only when a nearby village needed Inuyasha and Kagome, they were respected by all civilized demons or at least they kept their opinions to themselves. Unruly demons tended to stay away from Jiyu village, they weren't stupid. Unexpectedly demons, who didn't necessarily like human, did in fact come to the village looking for her help -most of the time for poison antidotes- Kagome gladly helped. Her dream was for demons and humans to live side-by-side peacefully like those with the village.
But there was more to Kagome's life then simply village duties, she was the mother figure to Shippo and close friend to Inuyasha. Kagome would always love him in some way but he had hurt her to many times that she refused to put herself back in that situation. She was happy but there were times where she wished for the same happiness that all the other couples. And unbeknownst to her, Inuyasha was the cause of why no one ever approached her. In all that time Inuyasha had been placing "scent claims" on her, marking her with his own scent. This put silent claim on Kagome: claiming her as his property.
She possible would have never found out if an elderly demoness hadn't asked when Kagome and Inuyasha were to be mated. After the kind female explained it to her, Kagome marched straight to the hut she shared with both Shippo and Inuyasha.
They'd had many fights in the past but never like this one. Their continuous bickering could be heard all throughout the village. They fought from mid-afternoon till it was nearly dark outside, and finally Kagome couldn't take it anymore.
A "SIT" rang throughout the village and Kagome left, her quiver full of arrows on her back and her red bow her hand. On her form was the clothing of a true priestess. The top was a creamy white while the bottoms were a bright crimson. It hugged her nicely curved body that had filled out finely while being toned from her training and active lifestyle. While her long black hair went down to her hips in a cascade of wave and large doe eyes, she was a native beauty.
With an angry huff, Kagome heads for the woods. She was hurt and angry, and the only way she knew to calm down was to take a long walk, in this case a very long walk.
~o.O~O.o~
Inside the hut everyone was at a loss. Had she finally broken? Was she going to try and return to her original time? It worried everyone but none more than Shippo.
She was his mother, his caregiver and his source of love, comfort and strength. It broke Shippo's heart to think that his mama was going to be leaving him. And in his moment of despair he slowly began to cry. Fat tears fall from his teal green eyes, creating hot trails down his flushed cheeks.
Sango, who had come into the hut at the end of the fight with Shippo, moved to comfort the small kit but he pushed her away. The only one he wanted was his mama. With a loud cry he raced out the door to do find his mama.
~o.O~O.o~
Kagome wasn't going to leave, she had no desire to go back to that time, for she was bond here and in a way she knew that she belonged in this time. When she had told her mother she was to be staying in this time all those years ago, her mother had only smiled saying that she should follow her heart. Souta had cried saying he would miss her, while her grandfather had just hugged her saying; the time has come. To be truthful she didn't understand why they let her go so easily or what her grandfather had meant.
Looking up at the bright full moon making its way into the sky a longing filled her heart, not for her family but for the truth. She felt that they had been hiding something from her now that she really thought about it. She had always wondered why her mother was 'alright' with her going into the "past" risking her life.
Kagome looks away and heads farther into the woods, away from the god tree and well or she knew she would go back for answers.
The cool night air wraps around Kagome push and pulling her farther from the village. The wind blows at her hair pushing it out of the way so that it could caress her neck the only other thing besides her hands left naked by her clothing.
Kagome allows the wind to carry her, clearing her mind and easing her anger. The wind carries her to a small but beautiful clearing before dying down. The lovely clearing was filled with beautiful wildflowers that grew everywhere in an array of pale pastel colors and glowed bright from silvery light the moon possessed. At the edge was a small stream, the sound of the water mixing perfectly with the sounds of crickets chirping. Tall pine trees surrounded the clearing acted like walls not wanting anything to pass so as not to disturb the peacefulness of the clearing.
She took a seat upon an uplifted root while leaning against the tree's trunk as she watched silently over the clearing. Fireflies soon began to dance around, looking almost like fairies. It was almost magical.
And then the magic disappeared. A barrier dropped over the clearing with the creator hovering above. She stood bow and arrow in hand as she kept her senses open. This was a powerful demon, nearly as powerful as Sesshomaru. Slowly she stepped into the middle of the clearing, waiting for the demon to make a move first. She didn't feel any malice in their aura but with their power you never know.
Kagome stood there for a few moments when another demon appeared, this one at the edge of the clearing. It was a weaker demon than the one above but their aura was filled with malicious intent and wasn't going to chance it if things turned ugly with the stronger sharply she fires at a bush aiming more the frighten the demon than to kill him. The arrow shines a bright pink as it cut through the air.
The demon jumped away to crouch on the ground breathing hard as he stared at what could have been his death. The bush been turned to ask with a black blast spot where the arrow had hit.
The demon stands and narrows his dark eyes at Kagome. He was tall with inky black hair that fell to his hips in bulky waves. His narrowed scarlet eyes were filled with anger and even a little lust. Covering his 6' foot form was a navy blue haori with a blue fest and black hakamas. Looking at him caused Kagome to think of someone but she couldn't grasp the name of that person.
"You shouldn't have done that little miko," he said in a cold dark voice that sent shivers down Kagome's spine and chilled her straight to her core.
"N-Naraku," the name rushes out of Kagome's mouth; her brown eyes filled with fear.
A small chuckle left his lips as a smirk to its place on his face. That laugh was one she had heard so many times before filled her with renewed fear.
"No" he chuckled. "But I would like to thank you little miko,"
"W-Why?" Kagome stutters her soft voice breaking due to her fear.
"For if it wasn't for you, my old man's blood would be on my hands," he smiles evilly at her.
Kagome couldn't believe her ears; this demon though weak was the true offspring of Naraku. Then her beautiful usual bright kind brown eyes harden with hatred turning them into an unkind black. Quickly she readies another arrow aiming it at the demon.
"Who are you? What do you want?" she orders keeping her eyes on him.
He smiles and takes a few steps to the left, the tip of Kagome's arrow following his movements. "My name is Takeshi, first born of Naraku and I'm here for the jewel. If you're a good girl and hand it over I might take mercy on you and even take you as my mate." He smirks, a smirk that was the exact same as Naraku's.
Kagome growls lowly through her clenched teeth in disgust. Things were suppose to stay peaceful, there wasn't suppose to be another war of her hands. She was going to have to kill him before he had the opportunity to get away and cause mayhem just like his father.
"As you wish," he chimed with a cunning smirk. Kagome quickly fires an arrow in his direction.
Takeshi dodges and runs at Kagome aiming at her with his sharp claws. Kagome moves to to the side and his claws tear into her left arm. She cries out falling to her knees as she cradled her arm with her bow falling just to the right of her. Blood rushed from the wound seeping through her fingers as she curled into herself trying to protect the rest of her body. She waited for the next attack, placing a barrier in front of her. But it never came. Instead she was welcomed by the sound of a vicious snarl.
Lifting her head, Kagome turned to see Takeshi pinned to a tree by another demon this one being the same one she had sensed earlier.
The demon stood around 6'7 with raven colored black hair that fell to the middle of his thighs in a single thick braid. Looking at him Kagome was awed at the glow his pale skin seemed to possess under the light of the full moon. The color of his skin was contrasted by the darkness of his navy blue haori with a white swirl design on it mimicking smoke and black hakamas that were tucked into a pair of black boots. His armor was black and silver with a dark purple and baby blue sash holding two swords to his hip.
The demon fell to the ground and Kagome held her breathe as she watched waiting to see if it was a decoy. But there was never a puff of smoke. She sighed thankful that he wasn't a decoy, she couldn't handle another battle.
Slowly she goes to get up but by mistake uses her injured left arm to help her off the ground. She cries out in pain and grips her arm even more firmly trying to slow the bleeding.
"Are you alright?" Came a gentle baritone voice. The voice came from right next to her and causes her to jump and look to the owner of it.
It was the demon. He was crouched down beside her, looking at the large bloody claw marks on her shoulder and upper left arm.
Kagome stared wide eyed in fear and awe at the demon before her. He looked at her with a gentleness to his cobalt blue eyes. On his forehead was the dark black right half of a crescent moon, on both cheeks were two porpoises strikes. He was a powerful dog demon.
"Let me look at it," He told her gently moving her hand away from it. Looking at the wound he seemed to be in thought. And then as if remembering he looked to his palm and dragged his claw across it. He then placed his bleeding hand against it causing her to cry out. It burned growing hotter by the second. His hand then began to glow as he chanted under his breath in a language that Kagome didn't understand.
It was as if a liquid fire had entered her veins, burning her from the inside out.
"Let me go!" Kagome yelled pulling at her arm but his grip only tightened, causing her to cry out once more. Taking a deep breath Kagome did her best to bring forth her miko powers but they would not answer to her will, instead everything began to get hazy. Her head bobbed as she fought to keep her eyes open.
Was this really how she was going to die?
There was a warm hand rubbing her cheek and a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Sleep my sister, we'll be home soon" The demon whispered softly against her temple.
Kagome cries out as the blood enters her. The blood was like an icy flame burning throughout her veins. It was like being burned alive from the inside out. A scream rips through her chest as the blood rushes through her veins making its way throughout her body to her heart. A strong arm pulls her body to a warm muscular chest. The chest rumbles slightly as a soft calming purr fills her ears.
A whimper passes Kagome's lips as everything around her becomes a blur. With a gasping breath everything went dark as the pain spread to her head and increasingly grew to be too intense fro her to handle.
Darkness engulfed the fragile priestess as the demon held her to his chest.
"Sister do not worry, soon the pain will fade and everything will make sense," he whispers in her ear with a gentle purr. 'I hope anyways,' he added in his head. He pulls his head back and lifts her into his arms as he moves to one of the trees which he leans against with her still in his arms.
"The twin moons are back together," he whispers to himself with a soft chuckle, repeating the nickname that had been placed upon him and his sister from the time of their births. He briefly looks up at the full silvery white moon before working to bandage up Kagome's arm.
~o.O~O.o~ At the Southern Palace ~o.O~O.o~
A tall dark haired dog stood outside his palace in a garden staring up at the full glowing moon; this one brighter than any other full moon. To others it was just another full moon but to the weak dying lord it meant that his true heir, and his daughter would soon be home.
A smile pulled at his lips. He could die happy now.