Chapter 6: From Warrior to Physician
There had been a familiar scent on the air. It was a scent he had not smelt in just over five hundred years. The scent was accompanied with the smell of blood, fear and panic. He turned the corner to see a bllod covered figure being surrounded by eight men. The person seemed out of it, a puddle of blood slowly forming. The leader seemed to unzip his pants, and a power he had not felt in a long time lashed out. It had no effect on the human males. This power belonged to the human miko that returned his arm to him and saved his human ward countless times. He would save her this time.
They hadn't known what hit them. He had knocked them unconscious and came to her body. Their eyes met briefly before her eyes closed. He called the authorities and waited for them to show up while he looked to her injuries. They had done a number on her. A few of her ribs were cracked, her face bruised and bloody, a leg had a fracture. He was a licensed practioner now, as well as a business man.
The authorities showed up and he explained what he saw. He told them he knew her. He was surprised when they recognized her, saying something about her being attacked again. He accompanied them to a nearby shrine after the men were cuffed and forced into patrol cars. What they came upon was a crime scene. Blood was everywhere, tables turned over, picture frames and vases broken, and three dead bodies; two in the living room and one in the hall.
"Where is the baby?" The detective asked as they looked around the house for the infant. He could hear a faint crying and walked outside towards a wooden structure. The crying got louder the closer he got. He slid open the door to see a covered well, the crying seeming to come from it. He found a loose board and pulled the child out and held him before leaving the well house. They came outside as he stepped out of the well house. They were relieved to see the child in his arms unharmed.
"I will take care of her and the child. I am a licensed practioner and a private doctor. Once she awakens, I'll give you a call to have you get her statement." They nodded and handed him a carseat and diaper bag. He secured the baby and Kagome in his car and drove to his private clininc. His private clinic just so happened to be at a gate next to a large mansion.
He took the injured Kagome and her sleeping son inside his mansion. A maid came and took the sleeping baby. He entered a spare room and undressed Kagome. He would clean her up and see to her injuries.
A moan signaled that she was waking. It was a good sign. A nurse came in with the things required for an IV. She easily set it up before Kagome was fully conscious.
"Kenichi," she murmured. "Where is my Kenichi?" She would have panicked if she had the energy to.
"It's alright, miko. A maid is putting him to sleep," he assured.
"Sesshomaru?" She questioned as she looked at him, eyes still hazy.
"This one saved you from a most unfortunate event. You are in this one's home." The nurse left the room as an attorney walked in, followed closely by the chief of police. They were here to get her statement. She told them the truth, minus the barrier. They nodded and left as Sesshomaru started to treat her.
She looked away from Sesshomaru. She never wanted anyone to see her scars. They were ugly and caused people to stare and ridicule her. She was happy being alone.
"It isn't your fault," Sesshomaru said as he saw to the stab wound in her shoulder. He would stitch together the slash marks next. "You didn't deserve any of this." His skilled hands quickly stitched her torn skin back together. He used a wet rag to cleanse her skin of blood before tightly wrapping her ribs. He was surprised she didn't wince.
She didn't speak. Sesshomaru had seen her at her worst. She was scarred and naked before his eyes, but he focused on his task. He was trying to comfort her in his own way. Sesshomaru the warrior changed into Sesshomaru the physician. His hands were still calloused, his frame just as intimidating, but his aura was lonely and sad. She observed him, ignoring the pain of the stitching, and the wrapping of her ribs. It didn't hurt when he set her fractured leg and placed a cast upon it. She was used to pain by now.
He brushed her hair out of her face. Her nose was broken, her eye swollen and black, and her lip split. He cleaned away the blood and placed ice on her eye. He set her broken nose and used his youki to heal it. He butterfly bandaged her lip. He came up behind herand cleaned away the blood that matted the back of her head before stitching it shut. Her miko energy had protected her brain and skull from damage.
"Rest," he encouraged as he helped her lay down. He pulled the blankets up to cover her. "Your son will be taken care of."
"Thank you, Sesshomaru." Her eyes closed and she was asleep in moments.
He looked at her scarred face, arms and hands. Things had not been easy for her since her return. He would take care of her and her son's needs now.
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Kyoya and Tamaki lookedto the empty seat. It was strange to not hear the girls asking Kagome questions. They wondered where she was. She never missed class and she was never late. They tried to push it from their minds and focus on work.
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Club time rolled around and Kagome's absence had been noticed. The girls were about crying and the twins looked lost. Tamaki was worried and Kyoya acted as if it was a normal day. Haruhi was concerned as well. Mori looked just as he always did, while Honey was busy eating cake. They tried to carry on as normal.
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He tried calling his sister's house but the phone was off the hook. Kagome was absent from all of her classes. He made to call again, but his phone rang. He answered it.
"Hello, uncle," a voice said.
"Kagome? Where are you? Why is no one picking up the phone at your house? What is going on?" He was worried.
"One question at a time." He could hear someone scolding her to take her medicine before someone they called Sesshomaru-sama was told. He could hear swallowing. "I'm not at home. No one is." There was a sniffle. "We were attacked last night." His heart clenched in his chest. "Mama, jiichan, and Souta died. I ran and they chased me. I could have died too." There was a hiccup. "Sesshomaru-sama saved me and brought me and my son to his home. He is a doctor and he has me on bed rest for the next few days, while he sees to the funeral preparations."
"Please, let me know when it is. I'll talk to mother. Surely she would want you here with us."
"You don't have to," she said. "I have to go rest now."
"Get well soon." He hung up and started to cry. His sister and nephew were dead and his niece was in a hospital. LIfe for her was rough, but he had a call to make.
"Okaa-sama, I just received news." He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Hanako died last night, and so did your grandson, Souta. Your granddaughter, Kagome, is in the hospital."
"I don't see how any of this is my problem," she remarked coldly.
"She's your granddaughter. She's family."
"She can live with her father's family."
"His only remaining relative died last night as well. She has no where to go."
"I will not be taking care of another bastard child." She hung up.
He sighed. His mother was a cold, heartless woman, and Kagome and Tamaki were paying for it.
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She hung up and looked at Sesshomaru. She had hid her scarred face behind her hair and was dressed in a sleeping yukata.
"You will be staying with me," he remarked. "You will be taken care of and groomed to take over my company." He sat in a chair. "I will be paying for your schooling."
"You have done so much for me so far," she said.
"You took care of my ward when I could not," he remarked. "Your family cannot take care of you now, so this one will take care of you now. You cannot slack off."
"Hai. I am thankful." He nodded.
"You should be well enough to walk around." He stood and helped her up and onto crutches. "Take it slow on the stairs." She nodded and did a circle around her room to get the feel for crutches again. "I will be seeing to your healing. When you are a bit better, you will be given a tour of the grounds."
"Where is Kenichi? I wish to see my son."
"He is in the nursery. A maid will be with the two of you at all times to help you, until you have fully healed." She nodded. "It is dinner time. Come." He led her to the dining room. A high chair was placed next to a chair. They took their seats while a maid placed Kenichi in the high chair. A bowl of food and a bottle appeared in fron of Kagome.
"I sent a lawyer to retrieve your belongings and anything your son would need. I have a team cleaning up the mess at the shrine. Your grandfather left it to you."
"I will not be going back there any time soon," she said. "There are too many painful memories." Sesshomaru nodded as they started to eat, Kenichi holding his own bottle.
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Kagome was getting ready to turn in. A maid had helped Kagome bathe and ready Kenichi. He was sleeping soundly now. She wanted to get some homework done before turning in. She wanted to finish it quickly so she could relax and spend time with her adorable son. She had a feeling that her days would soon become busy.