Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Not me.

Summery: AU. There is talk of an angel in Tokyo, and an assassination attempt on one of Inutashio's sons. After years spent apart, Inuyasha living a life of privilege and hardships and Kagome fighting to survive, can fate bring these two back together?

Tokyo Angel

Chapter Two – Healing Hands

"I had a dream that my life would be different from this hell I am living, so different from what it seemed. Now life has killed the dream I dreamed."

-Victor Hugo

She slinked in the shadows, her black hoodie pulled tightly around her, the hood hanging limply in her face, guarding it from spying eyes. Kagome walked down the streets, at times backtracking and taking streets that she didn't know. If Naraku was tracking her, she wanted to make it as hard as possible to find her.

Kagome blended perfectly in with the dark shadows, her black hoodie, black t-shirt, and black jeans were picked out just for that reason. And as an added bonus, when she bled the bright red didn't appear on her clothes, guaranteeing that she could wear them again. She hated to think how badly stained her clothes would be if they were white. She shuddered to think it.

Turning down a partially deserted street, Kagome moved closer to the buildings feeling that something was wrong. Nothing was around but there was . . .

"Fuck!" Kagome found their auras when the man cussed stepping out from the alley up ahead. Crouching down to the alley next to her, she could see him shakily holding a gun, his other hand clutched tightly over his mouth. "Why the fuck did you bring your fucking sword? The tranquilizers took him down!" His face scrunched up in disgust and fear, "Oh fuck!" He said quietly, his face losing all it's coloring and he turned just in time to puke in the street.

Over the sound of the man violently retching, Kagome could just make out the sound of laughter coming from the alley. A second man stepped out from the dark, carrying a large sword swung over his shoulder. He was handsome in a pretty boy way, but his eyes were so cold that it made him look dangerous, capable of anything without remorse. He was still laughing and didn't seem to mind that the dark black liquid smeared across the sharp metal was dripping behind him onto the cement.

"Pussy. It was just a little blood." He slowly smiled, a twisted little smile that made him even more handsome and held up a black bag like it was a his latest kill on the hunt, and with a shudder Kagome realized that it could in fact be true. "Got it. Now let's go, I'm hungry." He walked past the man who was now dry heaving and walked to a black jaguar, opening the trunk and throwing in the black bag. It made a heavy thud and Kagome closed her eyes in a vain attempt to block out the terrible images that threatened to invade her mind. When she opened her eyes again it was to find the man with the scary eyes cleaning the blade of his sword with a white rag that was now dyed a dark red. He sighed as he looked at the sick man, "Can we leave? Now?" Impatience tinted his voice and he looked back at his sword then at the man a sick smile on his face, and his eyes twinkling madly.

The other man must have seen the look because he stood quickly, and got in the drivers seat, buckling his belt, "Okay, let's go." His voice was slightly high pitched, a touch of panic residing in it.

Sword man looked a little disappointed, but he gently put his sword in the trunk and walked to the passenger side and got in, closing the door with a small 'snap'. Then the engine started and they drove away down the road, never knowing that wide brown eyes watched the whole time.

As soon as they were out of sight, Kagome stood and quickly walked to the alley ahead, apprehension creeping up her spine. She looked around to make sure no one saw her, and then she took a deep breath and looked into the dark shadows.

Black, that was all she saw, and for a second Kagome was grateful. But then she heard a soft, almost silent moan and her heart sank. She debated for half a second with herself then shakily entered the alley. Flashes of other beaten and broken bodies flooded her head, she heard their moaning and pleas all over again. There had been nights when she had gotten spooked living in the forest and had walked the streets of Tokyo until the sun rose over the buildings, and it was on these nights that she would come across the people who had been left as nothing, thrown into dirty rat infested alleys like yesterdays trash. And she would help them, but she never got used to the blood that seeped through her clothes to touch her skin, or the look of torn skin laying open to display the contents it was entrusted to protect. She never got used to the violence behind it all, and she fervently hoped the day she did was the day she died.

Slowly advancing inward, she could just make out a figure lying on the ground. But it was strange, there seemed to be something slightly glowing around their head, covering their face from her view. Creeping closer, Kagome saw that it looked like silver silk, almost fluid. Then she realized that the silver silk was hair, and she felt light headed. All her breath was forced from her lungs and Kagome was thrown to her childhood.

(Flashback)

"Oh my god, oh my god." A ten-year-old Kagome kept repeating, her eyes glued to the red gushing from her friends' leg. She absently pushed back his silver bangs from his forehead, giving comfort and at the same time taking some from him. "Oh, SHIT!" Tears formed in her eyes and her world tunneled in to that red, red blood. Inuyasha's blood.

"Don't cry, Kagome." Inuyasha whined, his eyes pleading with her. "Come on, you know I heal fast. I'm not a weak human remember? See, it's already stopped bleeding." He reached down to show her that it had indeed stopped bleeding but the skin was still ripped open from when a boy pushed him off the slide, calling him 'half-breed' afterwards.

Kagome stared at the open wound, but couldn't see anything but red. Then she saw nothing but black and passed out in Inuyasha's lap. Inuyasha sighed and laid her in his lap so she could be comfortable, softly running his fingers through her hair and down her smooth skin along her jaw.

"What I'm I going to do with you, Kagome?"

(End Flashback)

Kagome dragged herself to the present, and quickly dropped to his side. His hair glowed silver in the dark, calling to her. Blood was pooled around him; it was still flowing freely from his shoulder where Kagome was horrified to see that his arm was gone, leaving in it's place a bloody stump. The cut was clean, and had even gone through the bone smoothly. Kagome had to look away and force down the vomit that threatened to spill from her mouth, her world tilting as all she saw was red. Turning back to him she straightened her spine, determined to help him even though she felt like passing out.

Reaching out a shaking hand she pushed his hair away from his face and when she could finally see his face, she jerked back her hand like she had be burned. It wasn't Inuyasha but his brother, Sessomaru. She stared at him in shock and only when his blood touched her knee and she felt the warm sticky substance sink through her jeans.

She jumped into action, putting her hands around his stump to try and stop the bleeding but it just flowed through her fingers. She squeezed harder, determined to heal him, to make sure he was okay. Her hands started to glow a bright pink and she braced herself for the pain. It came over her like a wave and she grinded her teeth against it; her shoulder felt like it was on fire and her arm started to go numb but all that mattered was that the shoulder beneath her hands stopped bleeding But it was scabbing over, the skin starting to heal over the fleshy mess.

"No. No, I want him whole." She softly whispered and she took one hand away from his healing shoulder to clasp his intact arm. His arm glowed a faint purple, and his stump stopped healing, instead it was engulfed in a blinding purple light that took the shape of the arm that should have been there.

Black spots swam in front of her eyes, and Kagome tried to blink them away but that only seemed to make it worse. Her arms felt like jelly, and her hands felt like they were laying on burning embers. She was using a lot of her energy, and had to fight tunnel vision. His nonexistent arm made out of light solidified under her hand and she felt hope. Her own wounds started to bleed, as she called on her power to heal his body and ignored her own.

Suddenly his arm flexed under her hand and before she could think about what that meant, his hand was around her throat, his claws digging slightly at her fragile skin making small drops of blood to form. But she paid him no mind, she didn't dare allow her attention to wander, afraid of what could happen.

"What are you doing, Miko?" His cold voice reached her but she couldn't talk, all she could do was hold on tighter to his arms. She knew the moment he realized that he no longer had both of his arms. He moved his arm only to find that a stump could weakly move and he dug his claws even deeper into her skin. She could feel the burning and knew that it was from the poison in his claws. "What have you done to this Sessomaru!" He hissed and Kagome saw his eyes flash red before going back to his natural cold amber.

"Noth . . . nothing. Not me." She couldn't talk, she didn't have enough space in her brain to do both, talk and heal. So she put everything into her eyes, pleading with him to let her finish.

Sessomaru looked at the human before him, and for some reason he couldn't say he felt himself lowering his hand. He validated his actions by saying that he could smell no lie or malice coming from this girl but only truth and sincerity. She made no sign of relief as he retracted his claws from her throat, which vaguely surprised him. Usually people coward at his mere glare, and he felt admiration for her despite his better judgment.

He looked down at his arm, or more accurately where his arm should be but instead a weird light laid. He didn't feel any pain, only a warmth that spread through out his body. He supposes that would be the miko's doing. He looked back at the girl above him, and felt a brief flash of recognition. But it was gone before he could figure it out. Her face was thrown into shadows because of her hood, but he could easily see her face. She was pretty but it wasn't that that kept him looking at her. He felt that he should know her, and her face was slightly familiar. Her scent was . . . he couldn't smell her scent. Strange.

Her eyes were closed tightly; sweat rolling down her face that was twisted in a look of pain. As he looked upon her he saw a trail of blood gently roll down from her nose. Suddenly a hot spark traveled his newly formed arm and the miko sighed softly, "Done."

Her hands were still glowing, as were his arm, but both her slowing fading. Sessomaru flexed both of his hands and arms and couldn't tell any difference between them. As he was about to opened his mouth and demand the Miko tell him how he became in this position, he found she was no longer there, but that his annoying little brother Inuyasha stood over him.

Kagome didn't even have time to move before an arm connected with her, throwing her into a very solid brick wall. Her head made a very sick sound, like a melon falling on the floor. As she fell to the ground, she heard an omniscient 'crack!' along her side and then a deep burning pain. Her rib was broke. Again. She heard a ringing in her ears, and she was having trouble breathing. For an eternity, but really only a minute, she laid still to catch her breath. But when she slowly sat up, and looked up, her breath left her again. Because there was Inuyasha. Yelling at his brother.

Kagome closed her eyes and told herself to breath. Just breath. But one thought kept repeating itself in her head, "Fuck." And it was heartfelt.

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