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Kagome sat by the side of Sesshoumaru's pool as the sun set. She had finished giving her statements, having photos taken of her many 'sex wounds', and had cried herself dry in the process. The police said they would arrest him immediately, and hold him in jail on a million dollar bond, while Taisho-sama froze all of Inuyasha's accounts and canceled his credit cards. Right now, Sesshoumaru was on the phone with Kagome's work, explaining to them that she would be unable to come back to work for an extended period of time. She felt like a child, but she knew that, with her loved one's support and help, she would be able to heal. Really heal—both physically and emotionally. She knew she had a chance now.
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"You will find her?" The man asked, hatred dripping from his words as he fanned himself in the sweltering office. The dark haired man before him smirked.
"I find everyone I'm asked to."
"You will bring her to me when you find her. She is to be alive. I will finish the rest."
"As you wish, Inuyasha-sama."
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A week had past, and, as far as anyone knew, Inuyasha was in prison. Nothing important had happened, except for healing sleep and friendly talks between Kagome and Sesshoumaru. Her mother and brother had come over to Sesshoumaru's home, and Kagome finally told them what had happened. It had been a very emotional day, ending with Kagome sitting in a bamboo couple swing in Sesshoumaru's backyard. He had joined her later, and they sat in silence until the moon had risen high into the sky and she had fallen asleep on his shoulder.
The one week anniversary of her escape from Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru had taken her out to a nice restaurant. Most of her bruises and welts on her neck and face had practically disappeared, but she was still nervous that someone could tell. Before they left for dinner, she stood before the vanity mirror in her room down the hall from Sesshoumaru's room. She applied more makeup, then rubbed it off, and did it all over again. A knock on her door had her jumping as Sesshoumaru stepped into the room.
"Are you alright?" He asked, looking at her in concern. Her cheeks were red, but she looked beautiful. Her hair shone brilliantly as it was tied into an intricate bun on the crest of her head. She was fitted into a simple red qipao, a Chinese style form fitting dress.
"I'm afraid someone will see the marks," she whispered, biting her lip in anxiety.
"I don't think you need to worry about that, Kagome. You look beautiful. If anyone can tear their eyes from your beauty to notice any flaws, they'd have to have incredibly strong will." His words made her blush prettily. "Only..." He paused for a moment, his lips twisted into a slight frown. Kagome tilted her head to the side before he smiled and reached into his pocket. "You're missing something..." he stated, pulling a red jade flower from his pocket. He gently placed it in her hair and stepped back.
"Now, even the strongest willed will be unable to stop gazing at your beauty, Kagome," he stated softly. Kagome looked at herself in the mirror, and, for the first time in so long, she felt beautiful.
"This is beautiful, Sesshoumaru....thank you," she whispered, bringing her slender fingers up to her hair to touch it lightly.
"Now come, I'm hungry," he stated, ruining the moment, but causing her to laugh. He felt his soul soar at the melody of her laughter, and offered his arm to her. She accepted it, and they left for an eventful and happy dinner.
After just one week in his presence, Kagome felt much of her old self returning. They talked about happy subjects, made wisecracks about random things, complained about work, and even got into their old heated debates about random subjects. A second week passed, and Kagome was starting to realize that her pain was healing much faster than she could have imagined with his aid.
On the third week, she insisted on moving out of his home and into a little apartment with her brother about 10 miles from his home. He had argued heatedly for having her remain in his home, but had relented to her soft words of regret and remorse for taking so much from him without offering anything in return. He insisted she wait one more week, since the trial with Inuyasha was that next week, and he wanted to make sure she was okay before going to it. She had agreed, but part of her wished she did not feel so bad about staying in his home. She was comfortable around him, but she felt like she was mooching off him too much—as she did not pay rent, and just consumed his food and water, and etc. She wished she could at least work, but there was no work where they lived—it was a gated community, and she really didn't have anything to her name. After Inuyasha had been taken to jail, Sesshoumaru had brought her over to their apartment, where she packed one small suitcase of her things before sadly stating that was all she owned in the world.
Sesshoumaru had bought her clothes to replace ones Inuyasha had destroyed, or had reminded her of him. That was one of the other things she felt the need to repay him for. She was not one to take charity, even with his insistence that it was not charity.
She sighed as she paced the balcony over looking the pool. She remembered back when she had dared Sesshoumaru to jump off it and into the pool, and he had grabbed her and jumped off into the water with her screaming along for the ride. She smiled and laughed lightly at the memory as arms encircled her, and his chin came to rest on her head.
"What's so funny?" He asked softly.
"Just remembering the time you jumped off this balcony with me into the water," she giggled.
"Hn...If I recall correctly, you dared This Sesshoumaru to jump. So, in order to prove it, I took you with me," Sesshoumaru stated simply. Kagome laughed.
"I know. I was so mad at you. Inuyasha was furious when he saw us in the the pool together, fully clothed," she stated easily. She smiled and turned in Sesshoumaru's arms, looking up at him, their torsos touching. "I don't understand how I could have put up with him for so long, when you were always there in front of me," she stated softly, shy ocean eyes looking up into his stunning suns.
"Kagome..." his voice was hesitant, and he moved to release her.
"Kiss me," she whispered. Sesshoumaru growled softly, and pulled away from her.
"Please," he choked out, moving from her. If she tempted him more, he would be unable to stop himself. He wanted her so badly. He knew that if she was in front of him, she would know very clearly how badly he wanted her.
"I understand," she whispered sadly, turning from him. She leaned onto the railing. "I just thought..." She shook her head. "Doesn't matter now." She pushed off the railing and made her way past him. He wanted to reach out, to stop her, to kiss her breathless, to let her know how badly he wanted to, but he was afraid of this passion for her. He felt it was too soon for her...but then again, who was he to judge her emotions or mind setting?
She moved out the next day.
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She had been living with her brother for only a few days when Inuyasha's trial came around. She was asked to testify against him, and she did, silent tears falling down her face. The trial lasted for two days before it was postponed for a few months. She returned to her brother's apartment and got a job working in the apartment building as a cleaning lady. She had yet to speak to Sesshoumaru, although he called her phone numerous times. She was afraid to confront him and explain her desire. She wasn't sure it was healthy to want her ex-boyfriend's brother so soon after escaping his abuse... but she had always wanted Sesshoumaru... Confused, she opted to avoid it for a bit longer so she could sort out her emotions.
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Kagome purged over the side of the porcelain god for the third time that week. She felt sick to her stomach and dizzy for the last two weeks, the same amount of time she had been living with her brother. She had a doctor's appointment in two hours, but she wasn't sure she was up for it now. With a sigh, she sat back on the side of the tub and rubbed her stomach. She was deathly afraid that Inuyasha had impregnated her, and she had no idea what to do about it. She wanted to tell Sesshoumaru her fears, but she was afraid to call him after so long with these worries. With a sigh, she pushed the idea of pregnancy from her mind and tried to calm her irritated tummy.
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Sesshoumaru sat at his desk in his office, lost in the piles of work that had been piled up while he had been tending to Kagome. He felt like such an idiot. He should have just acted upon her...their... desires, but he knew it wasn't right. Not at that time. He wanted to court her properly, not barely three weeks after her rescue from his idiot and now disowned half-brother. His secretary buzzed in.
"Sesshoumaru-sama, a Kagome Higarashi is on the phone for you. She sounded extremely distressed," the woman's voice said over the intercom. His heart stopped beating as he demanded for the call to be transferred. He picked it up half-way through the first ring.
"Kagome?"
"Sesshoumaru," she sobbed. He stood up partially from his chair.
"What is it? What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asked, placing his hand down onto the desk, trying to stay calm. His heart was beating as if he had just run for miles and miles and miles. Her sobs died and she choked out:
"I'm pregnant," before collapsing into more hysterical sobs over the phone as Sesshoumaru stood in shock. His mouth opened, then shut, then opened again, but no words escaped. He took in a deep breath and tried again.
"Where are you?" He demanded quietly.
"In front of your building..." she whimpered. He hung up and ran from his office to the elevator and rode it down to the ground floor. He ran from the elevator and out onto the street, where he saw her sitting by herself on a bench. He made his way cautiously to her, almost afraid to approach her. He sat beside her and scooped her into his arms as she turned into him and sobbed her little heart out.
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"I have good news," the black haired man said over the phone in the jail to his client. The silver haired man snarled.
"Better have," he muttered, looking bored.
"I found her. And she is with your pup," he smirked maliciously.
"Really?" The amusement sparkled in his eye. "I was wondering when it would happen. How did she take it?"
"She ran to your brother." A loud snarl shook the room.
"WHAT?!" He roared, standing quickly. Anger radiated off him. He growled. "What does it have to do with that bastard?"
"He's the one who has been covering for her. He is the reason she had disappeared. He loves her."
The demon in him snapped, and then all went black.
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Sesshoumaru sighed when his cell phone rang. Kagome was asleep in his bed, an empty box of tissues at her side, as he watched over her. It was past midnight when his phone rang, and he stood and went out into the hall to answer it.
"You never call this late unless it's important..." He mumbled into the receiver as he closed the door to his bedroom.
"Bad news. Go to your computer. I'm uploading footage as we speak. Your brother's gotten out." Sesshoumaru growled softly before running into his office and shaking the mouse to wake up his computer. There, a video feed from the jail house was waiting on his desktop. He hit play, watching as a dark haired man spoke with his half-brother. They spoke briefly before Inuyasha jumped up, yelling loudly. Other words were exchanged, and then, Inuyasha turned. His demon side came out, and he attacked the officers who attempted to restrain him. With an angry howl, he broke through the bars covering the window and jumped out of the window.
"Fuck," he growled. "When was this?"
"This afternoon around 5pm. I just got notice of it from one of the little 'mice' that I've been working with. She told me that he is being held about 150 miles from Tokyo, but, in his current state, he could possibly reach your home this morning around 2 or so. You need to leave," Miroku stated calmly.
"I will call back when we've found a safe place," he stated more calmly than he felt. "Make sure her family is safe."
"Will do," and with that, they both hung up. Sesshoumaru let out a sigh just as Kagome let out a blood curdling scream.
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Sesshoumaru's heart stopped beating at her scream. He dashed from his bedroom and into the hallway. When he reached his bedroom door, his heart plummeted to find it locked from the inside, the sounds of struggling and things breaking reaching his ears. With one swift movement, he sliced through the door, his eyes tinged red. There, crouched on the bed with blood staining his claws, was his half-brother. Kagome was across the room, laying on her side against the wall, a large dent in the plaster above her body. Inuyasha growled menacingly at Sesshoumaru.
"She is mine!" the demon-turned Inuyasha snarled.
"Was yours. She is now mine to protect from you," Sesshoumaru retorted, fingers dripping in poison, leaving holes in the fine redwood floor. Inuyasha snarled, crouching down and readying to pounce. Kagome moaned softly from where she had landed when Inuyasha had thrown her, moving slowly to cup her head. The smell of her blood infuriated Sesshoumaru, and he crouched, ready to fight his half-brother. In a flash, Inuyasha was beside Kagome, picking her up by her hair. She yelped in pain as he held a claw to her throat.
"I am taking back what is mine," he snarled. Kagome's eyes were wide in fear, her hands clutching his arm that was around her neck. Her eyes were locked onto Sesshoumaru's red-tinted ones, fear permeating the blue depths. Sesshoumaru didn't know what to do, he wanted to kill Inuyasha, but with Kagome in front of him...he didn't dare move. Inuyasha's hand clenched around her throat, and panic rose in her eyes. The demon-turned Inuyasha sniffed deeply, taking in the smell of her fear.
"Yes, fear me, bitch," he growled, biting down onto her neck. She squeezed her eyes shut, whimpering softly in protest. Sesshoumaru snarled, a deep growl rumbling the room. His eyes were turning more blood shot with every second. He wanted to attack so badly his skin itched, but he refrained. He wouldn't do anything to jeopardize her life.
Kagome squeezed her eyes shut, thoughts swimming through her head: Could she allow this to happen to her again? Could she allow his touch on her skin again? Was it possible for her to stand it? No.. It wasn't possible. The very idea of him touching her made her skin crawl like the thought of touching a dead body. She shivered in disgust. She never wanted to be raped by him again, never wanted to be touched by him again, never wanted anything to do with the boy named Inuyasha ever again.
She opened her eyes, a hard determination in them. Her blue eyes shone with electricity. Inuyasha growled low, tightening his fist around her throat.
"What is this? You do not fear me?" He growled into her ear, his other claw ripping through her shirt, stabbing her breast. She whimpered in pain, but locked eyes with Sesshoumaru.
"I do not. Not any more." She hissed, clutching his arm tighter. She used his arm as leverage and lifted her back leg swiftly, falling forward. Surprised at her sudden movement, Inuyasha was thrown off balance and carried over her lithe body as her leg connected with his thigh. He landed hard on top of her, his claws tearing her breast and neck as he was torn off her body and thrown out the bedroom window by his half-brother. He landed 15 feet away, just on the other side of the pool, in the gravel and soil that started the garden.
Kagome gasped in pain as the blood flowed freely from her breast and neck. He had not taken out her jugular, thankfully, but the cut was deep. She writhed on the floor as Sesshoumaru scooped her up.
"My Brave Kagome," he whispered, hugging her close as he carried her into his bathroom. He shut the door and locked it, invoking a barrier around the room lest Inuyasha try to get back in. He set her in the empty jacuzzi tub and tore open the medicine cabinet to get bandages to close the wound and stop the bleeding. He moved quickly, but clumsily, his hands shaking from the blood on them. The smell of her blood covering his hands made him so nervous, and the sight of her breast hanging by threads had his heart beating quickly. He quickly covered her bleeding cuts with towels, wrapping a bandage around them. She was crying, whimpering at the pain, and shaking with the flow of adrenaline.
"Shh, shh, my little Kagome," he whispered soothingly as he applied pressure to the wounds. "That was a stupid thing you did....brave but stupid." He was silent for a moment. "And I'm proud of you," he added, as he applied pressure to both of her wounds. His hand pressed onto her chest made his blood rush. He was such an idiot for not attacking when he had the chance. It was his fault for letting this happen.
"Sess..." she whispered, looking at him with watery blue eyes.
"Shh," he commanded, "don't talk."
"No, it's okay. I needed to do that..." she whispered, smiling through the pain. His heart clenched and he, still applying pressure to her wounds, leaned down and kissed her flush on the lips. His eyes shut tightly, afraid he may lose control at the thought of what may have happened to her. Her gentle return of his kiss had him pulling away slightly.
"I'm sorry," he whispered quickly, ashamed for losing his control. She smiled.
"I've been waiting for you to kiss me for so long..." she whispered, her tears drying. "I just wish it was under different circumstances." Sesshoumaru let a small smile crease his lips as he pressed his forehead against hers.
"I'm going to take you to the hospital," he whispered, scooping her back up. She applied pressure to the towel around her neck and breast as he carried her out the door into the bedroom, and then out the hole that Inuyasha had created. He leapt into the air, creating a ball of light around him, as he took off into the night towards the hospital.
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Inu-no-Taisho hurried through the urine and sanitizer smelling hallways of the hospital to the section of the ER where he had been told to find his son and his 'daughter'. He slid around the corner, his wife close behind, and stopped upon seeing the hunched form of his son sitting on a plastic chair against the wall of the waiting room. His clothes were stained in blood, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, collar and top few buttons unbuttoned of his shirt. His hair hung loosely to one side, his hands clasped together over his knees as his elbows pressed sharply into the flesh of his knees.
"Sesshoumaru," his father stated in relief, and hurried to his son. Sesshoumaru looked up, and stood slowly as his father and step-mother approached.
"What happened?" he demanded.
"Inuyasha escaped from prison," Sesshoumaru started softly, running a tired hand over his face. "And he came to my home to kill Kagome." His step-mother put a hand over her mouth in shock. Tears formed in her eyes as she looked between father and son.
"And?" The older Taisho prompted.
"She defended herself...He was using her as a shield so I would not attack..." he stated softly, eyes dropping to the floor. "I did nothing...I could do nothing. I did not want to harm her. But she...she made him off balance and made herself vulnerable. His claws were around her throat and...in her breast..." he growled softly, shaking his head from the memory. "I tore him off her and threw him out my window...But in doing so, I forced his claws through her breast and across her throat. She is getting stitched up as we speak." Sesshoumaru looked up into his father's face. "But she was happy..."
The older Taisho studied his son for a moment, before placing a strong hand on his shoulder.
"You have helped her relight her fire," he stated softly. Sesshoumaru's eyes dropped once more, and he allowed his father to sit him back into the plastic chair he had just vacated. There were many things whirling through his mind...but mostly, he just wanted to be by her side, to hold her and comfort her as she slept.
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Inu-no-Taisho regarded his son mutely as he pulled his wife into his arms. She cried silently for allowing her son to become so wild and crazy, her heart heavy with the outcome that had befallen her caring 'daughter'. Her husband was thinking to himself, not about Inuyasha, but about Sesshoumaru and Kagome. Through their ordeals, they remained together strongly by each other's sides. Mixed with Sesshoumaru's passionately strong desire to protect her, and her obvious attraction to him, the older Taisho wondered when they would become mates...when they would realize that, even without this messy ordeal, they were meant for each other.
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Kagome was laying in the hospital bed, confined to the hard white bed without much of a thought. Her eyes were shut, and a nice sized lump peaked from under her hair line. Her eyes fluttered open as the door to her room opened and a tall, messy male walked in. She smiled lovingly at him, holding her hand out to him.
"Hi," she stated simply. He stopped by her side, entwining his hand with hers.
"Hi," he replied. He sat beside her on the bed. "How do you feel?" He asked softly, running his other hand over the top of her head, careful of the bump.
"Sore, but I'm okay. I feel relieved. But I know he will probably come after us again. He won't stop until I'm dead, or your dead...or we're both dead."
"Or he's dead." Sesshoumaru added with a growl. Kagome smiled softly and squeezed his hand.
"I don't want him dead. Even with all he's done to me. I don't wish that on him," she stated quietly. Sesshoumaru's mouth twisted into a frown.
"You're too kind," he stated simply. She laughed lightly.
"I know," she responded. She smiled, and pulled on his hand. "Lay with me," she whispered. He nodded, kicking off his shoes as she scooted over in the bed. He laid next to her, pulling her into his arms against his chest, and buried his nose in her hair. She sighed in content and shut her eyes. "Sess..." she whispered a few minutes later.
"Hm?"
"I..." she started, but was quiet for a while. He did not press her, but held her tightly. "Thank you," she said instead. He nodded, shutting his eyes. He was faintly aware of his parents coming into the room, and them shutting the door as they left. He would talk with them later, but for now, he was content to just hold her and sleep.
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Kagome pulled at the brace that she was forced to wear so she wouldn't tear the healing skin around her breast. She huffed lightly at the idea that she couldn't do too much, but she felt more alive than she had in years. It had been about a week and a half since Inuyasha had attacked them, and he had pretty much disappeared from the world, as far as they could tell. His attack on her had also pushed her body into such an over amount of stress that she miscarried his child. Though the thought of it's death had her sad, she was relieved that she would not be baring the little remembrance of his rape and abuse.
She felt relieved for more reasons than just that, and she smiled more freely than she had in the last year or so of her life. She thought back to the doting man sitting beside her in the grass on top of a little hill in the city park watching little kids playing. His stance was relaxed and comfortable. He had first been her best friend. He was there to make her laugh. But when the shit hit the fan, he was there comfort her, to hold her as she cried, to help her to stand on her own two feet again, and always be there if she ever was to need help. She thought to their kiss in the bathroom, when her head had been swimming with the pain...it had been eased away at the gentle show of emotions. His eyes swam in regret and relief that their ordeal was over, however, they knew there was more to come.
Miroku had faxed some images over to Sesshoumaru of Inuyasha buying some weapons with the help of the dark haired man named Naraku Onigumo. Sesshoumaru was worried for her safety, and was planning on taking her out of Japan to a safer place. When he brought up his idea to her, she had smiled.
"A vacation sounds nice, even if it is just to be safe," she had replied, taking his hand. She smiled to herself as she played with the grass below her body. She had admitted her fondness for the tall man beside her, and she had attempted to figure out if she meant the same to him. At first, it scared her how quickly she changed feelings from one brother to the other, however, with Inuyasha's abuse and Sesshoumaru's attention, she was still confused as to why she never left Inuyasha for Sesshoumaru months ago. She moved her hand towards his, that was propped behind his hip holding him up. She lightly traced over his skin, making him jump. He looked down at her, and she smiled.
"Have we decided where we're going?" She asked as she slid her hand over his. He turned his hand around and entwined his fingers with hers.
"I was thinking about Southern China. It's still close, but secluded."
"I've never been to China," she said thoughtfully. He squeezed her hand and stood up, helping her to her feet.
"Kagome," his voice brought her attention back to him. She smiled up at him. His molten golden eyes stared back down at her. "Are you sure you're okay with traveling with me?" Confusion crossed her face.
"Why wouldn't I be, Sesshoumaru? You're been here beside me through the worst bits of my life, and you've given me my life back. How could you ask me if I'm uncomfortable with you?" He pulled her into his arms faster than she could think, his body softly encircling her in an embrace.
"I don't mean to upset you, Kagome," he said softly over her ear. Her heart beat wildly in her chest. "I ask this merely to make sure you wouldn't rather have your mother or someone travel with you."
"Never, Sesshoumaru," she whispered back, hugging him with her one good arm. "I wouldn't want to go with anyone else." She could have sworn she felt his lips pull into a smile against her forehead as he kissed the skin hidden by her bangs.
"Okay," he responded.