Kagome was drifting on a green luminescent river, she was covered in blood. She was momentarily confused before she remembered what happened before she fainted. 'That Sesshoumaru, what the fuck did he go and attack me for? Now I am probably dead.. Great. There's no way I could survive a direct hit from his toxic claws, the only reason I survived last time was because of Tetsuaiga protecting me, and now..' She trailed off.

Meanwhile, Sesshoumaru was laying on the roof of the castle, eyes fixed on his raised hand, staring at his claws. He growled quietly. 'Wench, she got what she deserved for speaking to this Sesshoumaru in that manner. She needs to learn her place'. He scowled. 'But was that really needed?' Another voice in his head said softly. He scowled deeper and licked his claws. Her sweet blood filled all of his senses as he feasted on her despair and sadness. It held him, intoxicating him, and before he could stop himself his eyes bled red. A heavy hand grasped his shoulder and held him down. Before Sesshoumaru could smell or turn, the demonic aura of a powerful demon hit him and a deep voice boomed "Well son, I heard about what happened from your mother. Why did you attack her?" Inutaisho looked at his son, eyes burning into his soul.

Sesshoumaru stiffened and his eyes returned to normal. He couldn't tell his father what he did, it was foolish and he was supposed to be a responsible Taiyokai. Sesshoumaru stared into his father eyes, reluctant to speak. He kept his silent exterior while his father put his hand to his head and sighed. "Son, you were supposed to be looking after her. Your mother is distraught, she really sees Kagome as her own pup. So she has marked Kagome as a member of the Moon clan so you cannot claim her as a toy anymore. You will apologise to her if she awakens and accept the fact she is now a fellow clan member." He finished, not looking away from Sesshoumaru as he felt his anger rising. "Whatever, do what you want" he sneered, and vanished in his white ball of yokai power, leaving his father to stare up at the moon, concern etched into his features.

Sesshoumaru raged as he flew around. 'I don't care if that stupid woman dies, it's her own fault for not watching her wretched tongue. If she doesn't die. I will be stuck with her, what can come out of this. Cursed woman, causing me trouble.' He mentally flamed while he landed into a field of white flowers and sat down, looking up at the moon. 'She was good, she was the one who would open our heart. Why kill her because she wounded your pride? Pathetic.' The deep voice in his mind snorted. Sesshoumaru frowned. His inner beast seemed to be quite smitten with Kagome, and would not allow even a second to pass by without thoughts of her. 'Forget about her, she is too much trouble' he retorted. 'No, you are just idiot' the beast replied. Sesshoumaru was angry, how annoying. Before he knew what was happening, his beast had taken control of his arm and slapped himself hard across the face. Sesshoumaru sat there, stunned. 'Make. Amends.' The beast ordered, before receding into the darkness of Sesshoumaru's mind.

What could he do? On one hand he could just let her die. He didn't want this bitch around to remind him of his momentary lapse in control. She had to be mated to released from the curse, yet if anyone tried to touch her involuntary she would most likely purify them into oblivion. However on the other hand she couldn't remain in a state like this. He was truly stuck at what to do. She would not accept him either until he had regained her trust. But did he even want to help her? He continue to muse as he slowly walked back to the palace, mind racing.

Inutaisho walked towards the smell of salt and iron. He could smell his wife's tears from across the castle, it made him burn with anguish, that his son had did this to her. Sesshoumaru had always been a difficult one, not speaking much and not revealing plans or intent. He was truly a mystery even to his parents. They knew him well but he was always unpredictable. He walked through the group of bustling healers and found his Koi. He wrapped his arms around her and listened to her sobs, about her struggling adopted pup, and her prayers for her to wake up, and that she would be restored from the curse soon. They still did not know how though, although one person did.

Inutaisho looked down at Kagome, she smelled of death yet her heart beat strongly, the poison had spread around her body, making dark blue lines show up on her skin. He could sense her pain, however he could also sense a miko aura fighting the demonic aura that was trying to consume her. 'Miko powers? Yes I can sense it from her now.. Just what is she?' Inutaisho thought curiously. His mind was made up, he would help keep her safe.

Kagomes wound hadn't stopped bleeding, the only way to get it to stop would be to get Sesshoumaru to retract the poison, but how to get the one who did this to do that?

Sayuri looked down to her pup in anguish. She could feel the pain and misery emanating from Kagomes aura, she wanted nothing more than to hear her pup laugh, and see her smile. Rage built inside her, but it would do her no good to take it out on Sesshoumaru. She decided she would go and try and talk to him, and perhaps persuade him to retract the poison. She had to, it was the only choice for Kagomes survival.

Sesshoumaru knew his mother would want to speak with him, so upon his return he had gone to his private chambers and waited for her there. Soon enough, the large and angry aura of the Inu demoness made its way closer until she was outside his door. She didn't even bother knocking and stalked in.

Sesshoumaru straightened and bowed slightly. "Mother" he greeted coldly.

"I assume you know why I am here" she responded in an even colder tone. Sesshoumaru gave one nod. "You will remove the poison from Kagome so she may live." She ordered. Sesshoumaru glared at her. "This Sesshoumaru takes orders from no one."

Sayuri raised a sleek silver eyebrow, and grabbed his cheek hard and pulled him towards her. Her golden eyes were simmering with rage as she stared at him. Sesshoumaru shrunk at her aura before he glared back then sighed. She wasn't about to give up. "Perhaps from one person" he added, before walking past her towards the infirmary.

Kagome floated still, now in a river of blood. She stared into the nothingness, the pain burning her up was still severe, but she had lost her voice screaming. Endless bloody tears escaped from her eyes. 'What did I ever do to deserve a fate like this? I just wanted to be happy, but all I do is suffer.' She thought. 'I can't believe I ever started to trust him, he really is a cold, savage breast'. Out of nowhere, an eerie disembodied female voice spoke.

'Hahaha, such a shame isn't it poor Kagome? At this rate, you will never be free of the curse' she chuckled in a cold tone. 'However' she added 'Even if you came back to life, you'd still be cursed. It is wrapped within your soul. Enjoy your eternity of suffering, hahahaaha' the voice trailed off then disappeared. Kagome was stunned, her whole being went cold with fear. Unbelievable sadness overcame her and she let the void take her so she could temporarily escape her suffering.

As Sesshoumaru and Sayuri drew closer to the infirmary, the spark of bright life that was Kagomes aura was dissipating. Sayuri broke into a sprint and reached the room, she dropped onto her knees beside the bed and started to panic. Kagomes heartbeat grew laboured and her breathing was shallow. The overwhelming scent of death and cherry blossom petals was filling the room. Kagome was awake again inside. The pain had stopped completely, and her whole body was going numb. 'Am I dying?' She weakly thought.

'Yes'. A cold voice replied. Sesshoumaru.

'Thanks for.. Releasing me from.. This hell of a life.. brat-sama' she strained to say before her heart stopped completely and everything around her changed from black to white in a demonic whirlwind filled with skulls and Sakura petals.

'Thanks for releasing her? Was she that miserable? Was her life that bad?' Sesshoumaru thought, however suddenly brought out of his thinking by his mothers anguished cry and her clutching at Kagomes body. The room was still, smell of death was thick. She was dead. Kagome was dead.

Kagome awoke to find herself floating in a room, a hospital looking room, with 2 demons looking at another demon laying on a bed. The one laying on the bed had black hair and fox ears and a tail, she was beautiful but she seemed to be dead, and over her, a beautiful female demon with long silver hair and a crescent moon on her forehead was hugging the body and crying. The last demon stood a little back from the bed, expression was cold and stoic, he also had long silver hair and a crescent moon on his forehead. He was beautiful.

Reality suddenly hit Kagome and she realised the people she was staring at were herself, Sayuri and Sesshoumaru. Wait, SHE was a demon? This didn't make sense.. But it also did. It was probably what all those people kept saying, but how did this happen? Kagomes mind raced. She looked over at the person next to her.

Sayuri was truly beautiful, Kagome flew down to her. "Okaa-san, why are you crying, I'm right here!" She said, but Sayuri didn't respond. Kagome tapped her on the shoulder. "Okaa-San, Okaa-san" she chanted, but no response. Kagome had a tight feeling in her chest. 'She can't see me?

She looked over to Sesshoumaru, and walked up to him. She poked him on the nose and his ears twitched. 'Oh?' She thought. She reached around and grabbed both of his ears and pulled. She watched Sesshoumaru's hands snap to his ears and giggled. His discomfort was obvious. She decided to toy with him a little more. After all, he was the reason she was now a disembodied spirit. She drew back her hand and slapped him straight across his face. He stepped back, eyes wide and locked gazes with her. 'Now he can see me' she mused. She crossed her arms and continued starting with a scowl as he stood, unmoving. He reached a clawed hand out and tried to grab her, but his arm just glad through her. Kagome shivered. 'That felt weird' she mused.

She watched Sesshoumaru's expression change from blank to wide eyed as he looked up at her once again. For some reason, she couldn't hate or feel miserable right now. She just felt calm, and forgiving, but why should she forgive the man who murdered her? She looked at him and sighed.

Sesshoumaru stared at Kagome. 'How can this.. Be possible?' He thought. His heart was twisting and his whole body was full of regret. He had never felt a feeling like this, why now? How had he made a mistake as big as this? He had killed this woman and emotionally wounded his mother, what kind of a man was he? He dropped his head and bowed to her until he was almosr doubled over. He felt warmth as her arms tried to wrap around him, and she gazed at him and gave a smile while tilting her head. Sesshoumaru's heart dropped through his stomach. 'Stop..' He thought in a quiet voice, defeated and miserable. Kagome leaned in at the same time as he did, she closed her eyes as he made her way towards her ghostly lips, one lone bead of moisture building up in the corner of Sesshoumaru's eye.

Feudal era

Sesshoumaru snapped up from his sleep once again in a cold sweat. The girl he had been dreaming of lately, She had just died and it was because of him, and then her spirit appeared before him. Anguish filled his chest for the stupidity of his past self and forgotten memories. Why now? Why was all this coming back to him now? Some must be happening to cause this and he would get to the bottom of it. A few days ago he had instructed Jaken to return to his castle with Ah-un and Rin, he had to be alone and he couldn't let others see his instability.

Sesshoumaru ran a clawed hand through his hair then stood up and decided he should go bathe in a nearby hot spring, he was covered in sweat from his despairing dreams, and it was thoroughly annoying him. He knew he had seen this girl before yet he couldn't put a finger on it, at one time she wore extremely revealing clothes, he had seen her grow from a girl to a woman, he knew her but he couldn't remember her. His mind rushed around in a whirl about the girl in his past who had just died again in his dreams, he had killed her like so many others, yet why did this wound him so deeply?

He pondered all these questions while staring up at the full moon, wishing he could think back to playful days with his mother and father.