Hi this'll be my fourth fanfic, and I'd greatly appreciate R&R.

PS I don't know if the title fits but suggestions are welcome.

:: Spirit Made Whole::

Chapter 1 : My Last Fight:

Disclaimer: Theme and poems are mine, characters are not.

"talking"

thinking

beast talking

:-:

Once upon a time I wished that my life would end and as I sat there dagger in hand and a cold expression upon my normally loving face, I could not help but think that it would finally be over. I would have peace and no one would ever call me weak or a copy again. But I was wrong. Just as I slit my wrists lightly in order to have a marker to show where to cut deeper, a demon lord came. This was no ordinary Taiyoukai; he was the Taiyoukai of the West, Lord Sesshomaru the Ice Prince.

"Miko," he stated with much distain, "This Sesshomaru never took you for one so weak. If you wish your death, then I shall bestow you this gift."

I never saw him move but body responded instinctually to his attack. I countered his sword with my dagger and a jump to the side. "This Kagome shall die by only one hand, my own. No one deserves to stain their hands with my blood."

He stared at me with something akin to shock. "Miko, what has taken over you? You are neither weak nor a fool, so why is it you still wish to do something so cowardly?" He stated as sheathed his sword.

"Sesshomaru listen to this." I lashed out at him angrily singing him a song I had written a while back perhaps just for this night, "I don't want to be in control because I'm so cold. Broken, frozen, I'm not the child that I once was. I can not hide from my fears any longer. Driven by hatred, I've lost it all. Trying to catch my breath, I lost my grip. Free falling with my arms wide open, I embrace the night. As the wind dances upon my body, the fog ensnares me and my senses take leave of me. My cold foe, my dear Gaia this is my last fight, my suicide…"

"Now do you understand, my cold foe, I lost everything including hope. Nothing to live for, I have no purpose to drive me. Tell me what should I do to make everything right again. Tell me!" I attempted to strike him with the dagger, but he caught my hand and trapped my other arm between our bodies by wrapping his other arm around my arm and waist.

:: Normal POV ::

When her eyes finally opened and he caught her eyes with his own, Sesshomaru began to lick slowly her cut that had slowly stopped bleeding clean. Dropping the dagger that clattered as it met the ground, Kagome gasped and couldn't help but moan at the sensations that he invoked in her. Giving the cut one last, languidly lick, he told her, "Embrace the cold and fight. Make others respect you and don't allow any to look down upon you."

"How can you say theses words to me when you yourself look down upon me?" Kagome questioned. "I would not bother with you if were not my equal, and," switching arms he grasped the other arm which he had not yet clean, "I would not bother allowing you're blood mingle with mine."

Our mate tastes good. Bind her to us. Give her our blood.

Peace my beast. I shall offer it to her in a moment. I just wish to ensure that she gains no infection.

Hai, master.

He licked her other wrist clean and let it fall to her side. Kagome whimpered as he stopped. "Will you drink of me as I have done of you?" Sesshomaru asked quietly cutting himself on the chest that was unblocked by cloth. Willing it to bleed as Kagome made her choice.

She put her lips to the cut and drank. Sesshomaru groaned, and Kagome became addicted. She licked the cut and earned herself another groan. When she sucked lightly, he actually moaned. Kagome licked it once more and slowly pulled away.

Sesshomaru opened his eyes a crack as he watched her reaction to his nearly crimson eyes. Kagome smiled warmly and cuddled against him causing him to purr. She giggled and snuggled into his warmth. "Will you stay with me this night?"

"I shall watch you for however long you need me to," and even after that if I truly wish you as my mate.

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I hope you liked it. Suggestions are welcome.

Sincerely,

Sasha Silver Heart