A/N: I think I have a serious problem. This is my fourth fanfic and I haven't even attempted to finish the last three. -sigh- It doesn't matter though; it seems to be what all writers do.
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or any other major reference made in this fanfiction. Of course, a lot of this might seem repetative from other fanfictions, I assure you that I'm not trying to copy anyone. I just want to write this for my own personal enjoyment and yours. Thank-you.
Your Tears Compromise My Existance
Chapter 1: Why Do You Stare?
"InuYasha, where are you going?" Asked the heartwarming demon slayer known as Sango. She had been sitting with Kirara in her lap for quite awhile that day, leaning against Miroku as she usually does when InuYasha suddenly stood up.
"It's none of your damn business, Sango" he said in the most arrogant tone yet that day. He had started making some progress to an unknown direction until a "sit" was heard throughout the forest and he slammed into the ground with an undeniably strong force. Like InuYasha did not know why Kagome had always done that when he suddenly ran off he said, "What did you do that for, Kagome?"
"InuYasha, we all KNOW where you are going. After all these years, don't you think you can answer to Sango in the nice tone she deserves?" Kagome was as angry as she ever was after she yelled at InuYasha. You'd think he wouldn't be so indecisive after the five years they had been traveling together with Miroku, Sango, Shippo, and Kirara by their sides? You'd think he would know not to pretend he wasn't going to see the Dead Priestess? But no, he never learned from his years by Kagome's side, and as everyone probably expects, he never will.
"I don't know what you are talking about, Kagome." InuYasha started to get up but as soon as he stood tall, Kagome yelled "sit" another time.
"InuYasha, don't play dumb with me. You're going to see Kikyo, aren't you?" Silence. "Aren't you?" She yelled.
He was reluctant to answer, but answer he did. "Yes.." He got up fully and stared into Kagome's eyes as if asking for forgiveness. Like after a little boy steals a cookie from the cookie jar before dinner is served and as to not get scolded even more uses his beautiful eyes to get away. Yes, just like that is how InuYasha looked at Kagome with his golden eyes.
Kagome cursed to herself silently, but somehow not loud enough for the hanyou's ears to pick up. "Go." She said strongly, as it seemed, to him. And he left as quickly as the wind blew to ruffle Kagome's hair. Sango got up and came silently to put a hand on Kagome's shoulder to only have it shrugged off.
"Kagome..." she said only for Kagome's hand to fly up to ask for silence. Kagome looked back at the demon slayer and tried to force a smile.
"Don't worry Sango; I don't give a damn." Kagome said with malice in her voice that usually wasn't present. She grabbed her towel, and her bathing supplies and started towards the woods to find a hot spring.
"Kagome, where are you - " asked Shippo before Miroku cut him off.
"I think it's best not to bother her tonight." As Sango was sitting back down next to him, he wrapped an arm around her.
"I'm worried about her, Miroku..." Sango said with a sigh. "I don't know if she can handle InuYasha's abuse much longer."
"I am, too, Sango but we both know that Kagome is a strong woman, much like yourself."
Sango smiled, "You're right she's so won - " as she was saying these words, the lecherous monk decided to rub her bottom and Sango responded with a slap. "Hentai," she said shaking her head.
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Kagome wandered throughout the woods, blind of where she was going and luckily stubbled across a hot spring. She disposed of her sweat pants and the T-shirt she was currently wearing (because as all should know, a twenty-year-old who doesn't go to school anymore does not have any use for a school uniform) and slid into the hot spring.
Ahhh...just what I need after arguing with that lazy, ungrateful hanyou...Kagome thought to herself. Why do I deal with him? Yes, I love him..I know that, he knows that..Please, everyone knows that! But..he runs off to Kikyo so much..but he has said that I'm more than a shard detector to him! So..isn't there a chance, Kami? Kagome's thoughts wandered through possibilities; endless possibilities.
She gathered some shampoo and lathered it through her hair and rinsed it out. Then she cleansed her body with a washcloth and soap making sure to scrub herself completely and rinsed herself completely as well. Kagome wasn't done with her bath, however, she wanted to wander her mind more for she didn't want to go to face Sango, Miroku, and Shippo again. Nor did she want to see InuYasha that night, so she hoped to either get there before he did and fall asleep or to get back when he fell asleep first. Kagome knew, though, that it would be impossible for him to ever fall asleep before she made it back to the camp, and that gave her hope.
Hope for the fact that she was something to InuYasha.
Hope for when maybe that one day he abandons Kikyo for her and forgets that damn old priestess.
She hoped for when he would whisper into her ears "I love you" and hold her in his strong grip and kiss her passionately.
Yes, she would hope for that.
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Little did Kagome know, someone was lurking in the forest. And little did Kagome know, he was watching from up high. No, he wasn't watching, he was merely over seeing. These were his lands, after all. The Lord of the Western Lands never let his lands go unattended to. Whether it be to cultivate it or to oversee it, it would be taken care of. Tonight the Lord wished to see for himself who these so called "intruders" were and he was soon to discover it was just his mutt half-brother, InuYasha and his companions. However, he somehow took a note that his half-brother's wench wasn't present.
Sesshomaru, The Lord of the Western Lands, wanted to dismiss his hanyou half-brother from his mind so he could think clearly of this week's plans. There was a war, apparently, raging between the Eastern Lord and the Southern Lord. It had also seemed to be about a trivial matter; The Eastern Lord was accused of taking with him one of the Southern Lord's mistresses. It's not like the Southern Lord should even miss one of his mistresses: He has about 30 of them. But the Southern Lord was intent on getting his mistress back, however, the Eastern Lord continued to claim that he had not taken her and that the Southern Lord was out of his mind.
Wordless, degradable Youkai..to think to wage a war about a Mistress being stolen. Why don't you just let her rot in his palace, and be done with it?
Of course, as you should know Sesshomaru never thought much about any woman. The only girl, Rin, who ever even got close to him was only seven when she first accompanied him and she was a human nonetheless. It has been two years since Sesshomaru had last seen Rin; he had given her to another family so that she would be happier and first and foremost be out of the Western Lord's way. Now and again Sesshomaru would catch himself thinking about that lively girl but always dismissing it quickly after the thought crossed his mind.
Sesshomaru had happened upon Kagome bathing, and he seemed to see that she was in deep thought. He didn't think much about it and flew past her like nothing had been seen at all. Although, the Lord could sense a demon approaching and only assumed that it could sense the young priestess bathing alone.
Let that mutt handle this, he thought. And he was full well going to let that happen, if he hadn't smelled the salty smell of tears.
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Kagome started crying uncontrollably from the thoughts that roamed her mind. She absolutely loved InuYasha and he would leave her time and time again for Kikyo. She would never be his one and only. Of course, Kagome could understand what was roaming through InuYasha's mind.
Naraku had pinned the two lovers known as InuYasha and Kikyo against each other in his own plan to obtain the Shikon No Tama.
He had thought he was betrayed by Kikyo, but he still loved her unconditionally even though she did pin him to a tree for fifty years.
Kikyo was dead but alive, and he will hold onto her until she was completely dead.
InuYasha loves Kikyo.
And yet, Kagome did not understand what was going through InuYasha's head. Yes, she understood those four points but she will not understand the aura that radiates off of InuYasha when he is thinking of her and only her and not the dead priestess. If he truly loved Kikyo, why would he treat Kagome so? Why would he embrace her after she was gone for exams and food? Why did he kiss her back when she kissed him to subdue the evil youkai inside him? Why? All this questions could not be answered in Kagome's mind, so her body reacted to them. She cried, and for the first time in her life she didn't cry for InuYasha. She cried because she pitied herself. She pitied the part of her that loved InuYasha even though he loved Kikyo.
Why InuYasha? Why do I feel so betrayed by you?
A loud growl was heard from the trees within the forest and Kagome jumped at the sound of it. It was low, fierce, and it was in no way near gentle. She looked around for her bow and her arrows and cursed herself for not thinking of a protection source. This was the Feudal Era, afterall, demons dying to eat her were there!
Kagome got out of the hot spring and took no time to dry herself off. She immediately put on her undergarments, sweat pants and T-shirt and tried to find anything she could use for a weapon. There was absolutely no luck.
It happened too quickly.
She was there, looking for a weapon although the search was futile when the monster that made that horrible growl a few moments ago jumped out of the trees and the bushes and looked at - no - hungered for her. It was a vile green like creature. It had fangs and claws and bumps all over its body. It was no doubt a primitive demon but advanced enough to rip Kagome to pieces and eat her for dinner. But that's not what was so astonishing about the few moments that followed Kagome's retreat from the hot spring. No, that wasn't it. Sesshomaru had whisked down from the sky and sliced the demon in half with absolutely no effort at all. It had disintegrated and Kagome was no shorter than shocked.
"Sesshomaru! Why...why..." Kagome hadn't realized that her tears were still somehow flowing down her cheeks, but the Lord had. He looked at her and simply replied.
"Because if I hadn't then my no good half-brother would have raised a troublesome fight against me." His voice was as smooth as silk but it sent chills down her spines from the ice that radiated from it. Kagome could even admit to herself that he was beautiful, sure. She might even admit that he was more handsome and beautiful than the one she loved. But she would never guess that he would help her stay alive.
"That makes no sense at all! Sesshomaru - "
"You will NOT address me in such an informal way, woman. You do not have this Sesshomaru's permission to not use -sama." And is voice was even colder than before, though no emotion crossed over his face.
"Fine. Sesshomaru-sama. You didn't have to come down and do that, you know. I could have taken care of myself." Kagome tried to stand tall, and indifferent just as Sesshomaru. But, she did admit silently to herself that no one could look as indifferent as Sesshomaru-sama.
"Don't mistake my generosity for pity, wench. As I had stated it was to avoid a troublesome fight between me and my hanyou half-brother." He nearly spat at the point where he mention his broth - no, his half-brother. As you know, Sesshomaru loathed his half-brother as he nearly hated his father for even considering to mate with a human and produce that vile InuYasha.
"How DARE you call me wench? You jackass!" How dare he call her that? She was not some lowlife woman that lived in the gutters! She was from Tokyo, and from a family that provided well. And she was educated, so how dare he call Kagome that? How dare he!
In one swift movement Kagome was slammed against a tree with both wrists in one hand of The Western Lord's above her head. "Bitch, you are no short of dying at the hands of myself. You should be more thankful to your savior." It was more painful than it sounds, and Kagome couldn't stand the pain of his claws digging into the flesh of her wrists. There was a lose branch in the tree and her back was slammed into that spot. She bled from her wrists and the small of her back, and she couldn't hide the pain. She started to cry.
Something changed in Sesshomaru, and he could feel himself changing. He saw those tears and mind wandered to thinking that maybe that was too harsh. No! That was not too harsh. He was SESSHOMARU, Lord of the Western Lands! He would do as he please.
Why? Why do I smell her blood, smell and see her tears and feel this? I don't understand.
Sesshomaru never admits that he doesn't understand anything, but for this moment he admitted it. He could not understand the feeling roaming through him. Arousal? No. He was not aroused by human blood. Pity? He never feels pity. What is this feeling? How can The Western Lord make this feeling go away?
Do I want this feeling to go away? Listen to yourself, Sesshomaru! Enough with this nonsense. But Kagome continued to cry. Yes, that was her name he suddenly remembered. She was Kagome; she came through a magical well five years ago and was the reincarnation of InuYasha's former and still present wench, Kikyo.
"Let..go..." She speaks. Her voice showed pain and Sesshomaru couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret that he wouldn't admit to feeling.
"No." Sesshomaru's voice was ice cold as he spoke that one word, and he tightened his grip around her wrists.
"Please.." Kagome seldom begged, and not to an arrogant man such as Sesshomaru, especially.
Why don't I want to let her go?
He stared at the lips at which Kagome spoke the please and they were inviting. He almost involuntarily leaned forward with the same cold and heartless stare on his face. However, Sesshomaru doesn't accept invitations to anything. Not even an invitation to ease his loneliness and his hidden sorrow that lurked through his sole. No. The Lord of the Western Lands would not accept an invitation to abandon his morale. He would never even touch a demon affectionally, let alone a human! To the least, he would never touch a human affectionally. But her eyes stared into his soul and he nearly didn't have the strength. But this is Sesshomaru, he always had the strength.
Suddenly, Sesshomaru let go of Kagome's wrists and she fell to her knees. She lifted her head to glare at the Lord but he was gone. As swiftly as he came he had left. Kagome rubbed her wrists at the places where Sesshomaru's claws dig into her flesh.
Kagome was left with a new wonder to think about.
Why did Sesshomaru save me?
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That took FOREVER, and I hope it turned out fine. I tried very hard to make Sesshomaru as cold as I could possibly can, because we all know that Sesshomaru is not one to give in. I hope I succeeded in making this a good start to a fanfiction.
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I will try to update soon if anyone likes it. Tata!
