Redemption through Blood

Chapter Two: Answers in the Blood

PAGE THREE OF SESSHOMARUS JOURNAL

Over the years I have found one thing and one thing only to be consistent in humans. It is that they are unpredictable. Though There was one human who could constantly confuse me no matter how hard I tried to remember this rule. I suppose it is just impossible to predict unpredictability, ne. Though I must say that on that day, 500 years since the last time I had seen her, and in my history class no less. I never expected to see HER walk through my door. My link to the past and the only creature left alive that remembers be at my strongest.

She passed out the moment she laid eyes on me and for a mere moment I was tempted to laugh. Odd how this creature has always been able to break my mask, hmpf she still does. Though I will admit to this, I was worried. The moment her head hit the hard tile floor a feeling like none I had ever experienced passed through my chest. It was similar to the feeling I get when Rin is in danger or hurt, but some how different.

This feeling was so strong nearly painful…

So painful it nearly killed me.

Sesshomaru tried desperately to stifle a yawn as he watched the drones of children enter his class and begin to take their seats. The day was just as boring as all the others and this new generation of students seemed to be even worse off then the last one, completely idiotic and immoral.

Sesshomaru was almost tempted to just get up and leave the class when suddenly a rather familiar and noticeably powerful aura reached the back of his senses and caused him to look up. There in front of him was a raven haired female dressed in the same skimpy green uniform all of the girls in the school wore. Actually, now that he thought about it, the uniform looked rather familiar as well, but how; he had not been in this part of Japan in the last two hundred years.

When the female simply stood in the middle of the classroom as if caught in her own world, Sesshomaru decided to intervene. "Please take a seat," he ordered much more politely then he normally would have. Though the result was the desired one, as the girl snapped her head and turned to look at him, reveling startled blue orbs that shinned with confusion and… recondition. She looked at him as if she knew him and then she fainted, flat out fainted.

One name Sesshomaru did not even realize he knew, flashed through his mind, "Kagome." At first the sight of the fainting female that had once stood so proudly and fearlessly before him was a rather humorous and comic sight, but as Sesshomaru watched her head knock the pavement once then bounce and hit it again, he no longer felt that it was funny. In fact he could have sworn that if his heart had been beating, it would have stopped.

It felt almost like a movie, like there was some fat man sitting on a chair in the background yelling CUT, but no one was yelling. Kagome could only vaguely recall seeing a flash of gold and silver before her mind decided it didn't feel like working that day and gave up. Though in the distance she could distinctly hear someone calling her name and the rough feeling of being shaken.

"Kagome, Kagome Wake up," Sesshomaru called to her as he harshly shook her shoulders in an attempt to wake the fallen youth. 'Could this really be her,' He questioned himself as he continued to try and wake her. It was odd really but as soon as the girl entered the room, Sesshomaru had felt an instant link with her it was that which had caused him to react so suddenly.

Kagome let a soft groan pass slightly parted lips as her lids flickered open then closed again as light penetrated her vision. Something in the back of her mind kept telling her to wake up, to answer her master's call, but she did not know what the HECK the voice was talking about. 'Aw well, mine as well get up,' she thought dejectively before she opened her eyes fully.

'Wow, my teacher has gold eyes, wait WHAT?' Kagomes thoughts screamed as she shot up and nearly head butted Sesshomaru, who quickly moved out of the way. "Sesshomaru," Kagome asked in barely contained confusion and awe.

Sesshomaru gave Kagome a very discreet nod in affirmative before stating in the same deep voice he had used before," Are you all right Miss?"

Kagome tilted her head like a confused puppy for a moment before understanding his reasoning and answering," Yes Takashi-Sensei I'm quite all right, thank you for your concern." In the back ground, Kagome faintly heard one of her friends say that she was fine just suffering from one of her many supposed 'illnesses.'" Sorry for the trouble, I will take my seat now," Kagome mumbled with flushed embarrassment as she took a seat in the corner on the front row.

Sesshomaru gave a curt nod as he walked to the front of the class and began roll call. Normally he would try to match everyone to their names on the first day so that he would not have to deal with it later, but today his mind was reeling. Reeling with questions about this strange human girl sitting only feet away from him. To him and to the rest of the world she appeared to be a normal sixteen year old girl, and yet she knew his true name and he had seen her five-hundred years ago fighting along side his wretched half-brother.

"My name is Shoukin Takashi and I will be your replacement Japanese History teacher until the end of the year," Sesshomaru stated as he broke into his usual monotone and picked up his issue of the history book. "Now I want all of you to open to page 230 and begin reading the chapter on the ……………………"

Kagome found it hard to concentrate as she watched Sesshomaru explain something to do with the reformation period. Her mind was torn in half, her logic telling to stay seated and ask Sesshomaru 'what the heck he was doing in her class,' and her instinct telling her to bolt out of the room like a startled rabbit. Then there was something else, something hidden deep with her own consciousness and hidden from even Kagomes own probing thoughts, something that made her extremely excited and the mark of her neck pulse.

The class ended swiftly, much to Kagomes relief, and she had almost completely forgotten her mission of extracting information from Sesshomaru in her rush to get to her next class. Though life was just not that easy and a deep voice from behind caused her to quickly look back at her 'teacher'.

Sesshomaru was standing as calmly as ever, dressed in the teacher issue uniform of a dark blue, mandarin collar tunic and matching pants. His hair was slightly different then normal, as it appeared light blonde not silver and it was pulled into a low tail that Kagome had never witnessed before. "Come see me after class," he spoke once more, his voice belaying more of a demanding order then a kind request.

Kagome nearly snapped a no at him for his condescending order but instead nodded in agreement before leaving the room swiftly. She never noticed the twisted smirk that crossed Sesshomarus lips, or his tongue lapping across his fangs in an anticipation even he did not understand.

Kagome spent the day in constant thought and got yelled at about three times for her lost attention in her studies. As hard as she tried, nothing could take her mind off of the long lost Taiyoukai that had suddenly appeared in her history class.

'He still looks the same, has the same cold glare and emotionless mask,' Kagome thought absently as she headed through the hallways filled with students. The bell had sounded not long ago and everyone was heading home, everyone but her that is. Sesshomarus class room loomed ahead like some dark castle on a stormy night, sending a shiver through her body.

Kagome took in a shaky breath as she reached for the handle of the classroom door; the cold metal sent goose bumps up her arm as she turned the handle and swung it open. The room was dark and the only illumination was being filtered through thick curtains that covered the windows. At first Kagome did not even see Sesshomaru before a pair of glowing amber eyes broke through the darkness. Sesshomaru was leaning against his desk with the first two ties on his shirt undone. Kagome gulped slightly as she approached him for at that moment, even though he had made attempts on her life, Kagome could not help but think he looked HOT.

Sesshomaru could smell her fear from outside of the door, but it was not nearly as strong as he thought it would be. A mixture of excitement and courage swirled in her scent and drowned out the fear, making her lovely scent even more enticing. As Kagome entered the room and looked around a slight earthy smell began to wiggle its way into the mixture of feelings that created her scent, and as soon as he realized what it was Sesshomaru let a small smirk grace his features. Kagome was aroused. Now normally something like that from any female would disgust him but for some odd reason, Sesshomaru could find nothing offense from Kagomes scent, quite the opposite really.

"So little Miko are you going to tell me how you have lived for over five hundred years," Sesshomaru asked once the door was closed.

"Straight to the point huh," Kagome mumbled under her breath before she looked up, her curious blue eyes locking with his glaring amber ones. "Well um I haven't actually lived for five hundred years," Kagome began. With a narrowing of his eyes and a raised brow Kagome blurted out the rest of the story," It's the well by Inuyashas forest, with shards of the Shikon no Tama I can pass through time. I was actually born and raised her in this time."

Sesshomaru tested the air discreetly as he used all of his senses to search for a lie in her statement but, he found nothing more then a bit of anxiety and curiosity. He began to ask something else until something caught his eye.

Kagome gulped nervously, certain her aura was shining a bright green in her curiosity. She just longed to demand he tell her what the great all powerful lord of the western lands was doing as her social studies teacher, but a sharp pain in her neck halted the thoughts. Without a second thought Kagome reached up and brushed away a corner of her school uniform to scratch at a nasty looking mark that rested over her jugular.

"Impossible," Sesshomaru whispered under his breath as he stood up straight and approached Kagome. She did not even seem to notice his presence until a clawed hand moved her smaller one out of the way and brushed across the mark. 'Will she react,' he wondered as he searched her body and face for signs of recognition.

Kagome let out a small 'eep' as Sesshomaru moved her hand out of the way and ran the pad of his thumb over the mark. Kagome was about ready to slap first and asked questions later but a violent shiver suddenly shook her body and she had to fight to keep from falling to her knees. "O kami-sama," she gasped at the feeling that tore over her body and pooled in her lower stomach.

Sesshomaru had to fight to keep his emotions underline when Kagome faltered and shook, her knees practically collapsing under her. 'How could she be one of mine,' the question rang through his head like a loud gong. 'IMPOSSIBLE' he nearly growled before a memory flashed across his minds-eye, suddenly appearing out of the deepest depths in his mind. It was a memory of an ebony haired woman with startled blue orbs and a scent of fresh citrus that made his beast howl with bloodlust. 'She was the one in the clearing, my first and my only unfinished hunt,' he realized with a minuscule widening of his eyes.

"What, what are you doing," Kagome stuttered her voice faltering at the strange feelings Sesshomaru was sending through her with the simple movements of his thumb. He had a rather scary look on his face and his golden eyes were beginning to be flecked with red. Kagomes last coherent thought before her vision exploded in a world of white was, 'O shit.'

Sesshomaru really had no idea what was going on with his normally iron bound instincts. For after his first night of no control he had spent endless days caging his new found blood beast and showing it who was boss. But right now it did not seem to matter. His beast wanted blood and not just any blood HER blood. So with the last restraints severed his canines elongated into sharpened fangs as he sunk his teeth into the same mark he had made over five centuries ago.

The blood was just as good as was the first time, like sweet nectar and honey, nothing like the metallic taste from the blood he normally drank. It was sweet and full of power, giving his instincts a much need rush. Everything was going as planned until Sesshomaru felt a sharp pain in his neck. He only took a second to glance over at his side, but what he saw was enough to make his entire body radiate shock.

The sweet innocent, albeit short tempered, miko had latched herself onto his own bit mark and look perfectly content to stay there. Small fangs, even smaller then his own, were driven into his jugular and was releasing his own blood into her system. 'What the HELL,' he managed to think before both unwilling blood-drinkers fell to an unconscious heap on the hard linoleum floor.

Sesshomaru was awoken by a sharp pain in his neck and a stiffness he had never experienced before in his lower back. A soft groan passed by his lips unchecked as he rose up, only to be stopped by a weight on his chest. It was nothing he could not move but he was faintly curious as to what it was. Looking down, Sesshomaru nearly groaned again, the little miko was now out cold and across his chest.

For a moment he contemplated leaving her there and letting her get in trouble by one of the late night staff, but instead he scooped her small form up and then rose to his feet. She barely weighed anything and with his speed Sesshomaru easily managed to make it outside and into his car without much notice. A blur of black steel was all that could be noticed as he speed the car home, enjoying the sudden rush of speed he could no longer get with just his powers.

Sesshomaru did not even send a glance at his home before picking up Kagome and entering through the front door. The house was small but rather well furnished with a sort of feudal era flair. He inhaled deeply once the door was closed, a scent of lingering magic and herbs mixed in with Kagomes newly added citrus. Sesshomaru placed her down gently in a couch in his front room before moving to the kitchen. Within the span of a few minutes he had brewed up some herbal tea and had sat down to finish off grading his students papers.

A sigh passed slightly parted lips for the third time that day as Sesshomaru tried to concentrate. A total of ten papers were his only proof of his hour long toll. 'How can she be one of mine? How was she even able to break the seal? No one should be able to move while being bitten let alone bite their master back. How, HOW IS IT POSSIBLE,' Sesshomaru thought with a small rumble escaping his throat, the only hint of his hardly suppressed roar.

Deciding that the grading of the papers would have to be put off till later Sesshomaru rose and headed into his study. The room was very small and only contained his laptop, a few books, and a desk holding one extremely tattered book on its surface. Sesshomaru made his way over the desk and let his clawed hand graze of the rough, ruby red cloth binding the book together. Nether the cover nor the spine held any wordings, but as he opened the cover the book's true purpose was reveled. On the first page, seemingly engraved into the thick paper, was the seal of the west, a large, white dog wrapped around a teal crescent moon. The next ten pages of the book contained the deft, though slightly slanted, handwriting of his father.

It was the journal of the west lands and had yet to hold even a letter of Sesshomarus own thoughts.' It can't hurt, after all I have no more secrets to keep,' Sesshomaru thought with a faint shrug as he took a seat. Reaching for an archaic calligraphy pen near his computer he flipped to the right page and began to Wright.

Kagome yawned and stretched her hands above her head, letting her joints pop into a comfortable position. 'When did I fall asleep on the couch,' she thought as her small hands rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. When the scenery around her began to look quit different from the last time she remember seeing her house, Kagome lowered her hands and looked around for some hint as to were she was. When she found that hint, Kagome nearly fell from her chair. In the room across from her was the great Sesshomaru himself, furiously writing away in the oldest book she had ever seen.

Kagomes first instinct was to run for her life but as she really analyzed her feelings, she realized she was not at all afraid. In fact she was rather content watching Sesshomaru working away so diligently. He had changed his clothes and now looked more like the Sesshomaru she knew, dressed in a white sleeping kimono that hung loosely around his lithe frame.

Kagome licked her lips in nervousness before she rose from the couch and entered the small study. "Sesshomaru," she called softly as if afraid to interrupt him.

Sesshomaru looked up instantly and Kagome had to force herself not to gasp. He looked so different from the time she had seen him in the feudal era. He looked old. He did not appear physically old but his eyes spoke volumes of pain and heartache.

In the end Kagome would say it was her miko side coming out but deep down she knew better then that as she reached out and laid a hand on his cold cheek, wait, cold. "Sesshomaru what is going on, please tell me," she pleaded her blue eyes glowing with her sympathy.

Sesshomaru felt warmth surge through his body from her contact, and for the first time in centuries he felt almost alive. So with another small sigh he turned to face her fully and began to explain. "Kagome I have been changed greatly sense the last time you saw me. For you see I was turned into a vampire, though instead of it making me stronger it weakened me greatly. The night I bit you were the night I was turned though was not able to finish the feeding, and for some strange reason you are now in the world between. You are neither vampire nor human, your priestess blood seems to be holding down the poison and keeping your new instincts at bay. It was only when I bit you that they reawakened."

Kagomes eyes began to do lovely impressions of saucers as she gawked at him. Now it made sense, now she understood what made him look so old. It was weakness not age that made the luster in his eyes disappear and caused his mask to crack away, leaving on extremely lonely ex-taiyoukai.

Kagome had yet to remove her had from his cheek and Sesshomaru was close to losing control. He could feel the blood coursing through her veins and hear it pumping throughout her body, tempting him to taste it once more. Sesshomaru was prepared to do just that as he leaned forward, but Kagome beat him to it. Leaning down she licked her lips in nervousness before biting down in the same spot she had before, her canines lengthening into fangs once more. Right before Sesshomaru completely lost control and began his own sinful feast he noticed the red sinking into Kagomes midnight blue orbs.

Well that's the end of the second chapter, I hope you liked it. Sorry it was not as funny as the last one but I'm still proud. I think I'm going to like this story. IT will most likely be short and stopping at around 10 chapters because I don't have much in plot ideas but I still think it should keep a couple of peoples interests. O and for those of you who read my Koinonayami(Love Troubles) story be assured that the next chapter should be up soon seeing as I have already started it and I've been in a very good writing mood lately.

Next Chapter: Kagome has a run in with Sesshomarus most hated rivals, the elder vampires, and what's this, Rin is still alive.