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Bleeding memories

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Something pulsated in his blood; his muzzle came up as his Inu-nose caught Kagome's too vague scent, consumed by the minerals of the Hot Springs. Heedless of whose land he ran on, he galloped eagerly toward the smell. From a distance, he could make out the outlines of her figure as he continued toward his destination. He halted just in time to see his mate's body drifting into the spring.

He heard neither heartbeats, and he felt no life force emanating from her.

If that weren't alarming enough...

The scent of the imps from the netherworld began to fill his nostrils.

NO!!

An instant of denial paralyzed him in his tracks.

What went wrong? He had been gone for a very short period of time...

His world dimmed sickeningly at the sound of her skull hitting a rock, knowing at once that it wasn't a mild injury. Confirming his fear, the scent of her blood began to mix with the hot spring's water.

No, he screamed in his mind. No, no, no!!!!!

Sesshomaru had no memory of jumping into the spring, nor of how her flimsy body laid sprawled and awkward position within his arms. He held her face close to him, her cheek pressing against the silk of his kimono.

She was a feeble marionette smeared with blood, lifeless while he cradled her in his arms.

This couldn't possibly be happening, not now. Not when he had just been giving a second chance and was finally reunited with her and his children. His head shook of its own volition toward the will of his denial.

The DaiYokai tried to breathe, but he seemed to have a difficult time of coaxing the air into his lungs. What seemed so easy and natural to living things was now an arduous labor for him to do.

Her pulse beat so feebly in her throat that even with his Inu senses, Sesshoumaru had to wonder.

His voice was a croak as he tried and called out her name, but he didn't dare touch her pallid cheek.

I love you, he thought with all his might. Don't give up yet Kagome, you are as stubborn a miko like nothing I've ever known.

Be that.

Fight it.

This Sesshomaru has too much too loose if you should leave. For, he will go to Hell and back, tear down that whole place if he has to. Or will the Gods allow him into heaven to retrieve your angelic soul??

Sesshomaru's legs carried him out of the water where he laid his mate on the soft grass. His words came out from the deepest recess of his soul, as he leaned in to peel the hair glued by her blood off her forehead.

"I've been waiting for you to come back to me for so long," he pleaded. "Don't you want to stay with me?" Hot fluid prickled the rim of his eyes.

His choices at that moment were limited.

He had to think quickly on how to save her, the longer he waited the harder it would be to save her. If he proceeded to heal her the way Inus were taught to, it could be a successful venture.

Sesshomaru paused briefly, then using his claws, he ripped apart the skin on his wrist where the throbbing veins of his Inu blood was pumping furiously....he could do this!! He could save his mate if he gave her his blood, while in turn taking hers into his own body.

However, if there were interruptions during their delicate connections - the physical merging of their blood, he might lose her forever - there was also a high chance of losing much of himself and his powers in the process. And if he were to regain it after the fact, it would take a long time and it would never be the same again. Not to mention during the interim, he'd be as defenseless as the day he was born.

He had no more hesitation; his fangs pushed through the thin layer of her body's barrier and pricked her at the wrist as well.

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(Sasuki retraced her footsteps through the forest, following the scent of the DaiYokai to lead her back to him. She must find the human miko and fulfill her duties to her queen at all cost.)

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With a slow inhalation, he began to press his wrist against her mouth. And without practice only with hope, he exhaled gently and let his physical form dissolve into light. The way all Inus did before turning full Yokai. Then rather than reach for his beast form, he sent his spirit flowing into her. Into the spaces between them, the molecules that made up her body - her being.

(Sasuki's footsteps dragged closer to the hot springs following the scent of the DaiYokai, now faintly mixed with human.)

It was a risky procedure. By uniting their energies as one, he would leave behind the essence that made him immortal - like a yeast - his mate once had explained to him during their time in the cottage- that cause a bread to rise. By coalescing their souls together, he could strengthen her from the gifts of his melding was also unexpectedly sensual, a connection beyond what solid bodies could achieve.

(With a smirk on her face, Sasuki's heart thundered as she picked up the scent she deduced as the miko, next to the scent of the Inu. "I've got you now, little wench!")

He wasn't sure what he expected to see as he began the healing process, and his powers began to merge with his mate. Perhaps he would see visions of lights or stars, or maybe even images of his father guiding him. Yet there were no visions that came to him at all. What he registered most - the only 'vision' he saw - was her.

His mate's broken body.

Her struggling and fighting mind, trying to survive and was now blurring with his strong one.

The ground was hard beneath them; the grass a crushed damp mat. Without his presence within her she would have felt naught, and he had to fight himself to keep the link alive.

To keep her holding on to life.

I love you, he said to her. Don't leave me - us. Let me heal you. Let me bring you back. Don't follow that light, the voice that is calling you. Listen to me - to my voice - I am the one that wants you. I am the one that needs you.

Who are you? Her confused mind wondered.

I love you, he said again, uncertain how to respond. I am the one who loves you.

A soft whisper came from her....the softest he'd ever heard.

Sesshomaru...?
But it drummed his ears like a boisterous roar. He was so elated he thought he would burst.

Yes. Yes. He answered.

But instead of feeling delighted, she made a sound no mortal could have heard. A broken whimper that felt as if issued from his own throat, her pain gripped at his heart and sawed it to a thousand pieces. Bonded with her as he now was, he felt every single heartache, and every single pain....

She was walking towards the dark away from him or his voice, but he couldn't leave her.

He'd rather follow her into the pits of blackness.

He had been certain they'd be together....for as long as his Inu life would allow, but with her meek human form but he wasn't so sure now. Death and the rules by which it worked, was as much a mystery to him as to anyone - even if he had been to hell and back.

He wasn't sure where she was leading him, but he followed. He couldn't leave her - not his mate.

Not now, not ever.

And he wasn't going to let her slip away from him the second time.

Never again.

So he held onto her and walked the path of her shoes...

Images began to rush on by, voices speaking at once so that he could not make them all out. As if he'd been blessed with the gift of being able to read minds, every one of her thoughts was thrown at him - all at the same time. Every single word that InuYasha had said to her, the way he had held her; Sesshomaru could see flashes of her memories filtering by.

Then her thoughts and memories came to that day...


...........The day that he attempted to take her life. She returned to her time, the wind was howling as if crying out her pain. There was a light drizzle as if the Gods were crying for her.

....Her steps were gentle and uncertain as she arrived to her time. Her heart was filled with dread and her body was still in pain from the way he'd ravaged her.

Her arm was still bleeding when she returned to her world, the blood had soaked her white sleeves a crimson red.

A regret he could never erase.

He watched next to her as she clutched her wounded arm, pressed flat onto the dirt, while the other clutching her pain applied pressure to minimize the flow of blood . Kagome's tears, dripped like droplets crystal pearls, soaking and dampening the ground with it.

"Why Sesshomaru? Why?" She whispered and cried of her agony and confusion, as she sobbed quietly in the confines of the well.

"I'm so sorry, Kagome. I am so sorry, koi." He said leaning in to wrap her in his embrace only to find that his hands and being were just a mere hologram in her world as they passed right through her body.

After what seemed like an eternity, she inhaled sharply and forced herself to her feet. She stared at the ladder contemplating on what her next step should be. She had waited too long and was already feeling light headed, and she really didn't want to let go of her arm because the wound would take the opportunity to rapidly force the living cells out of her body.

But she really didn't have a choice.

He watched pain gripping his heart as his mate - in utter agony - used both her arms to climb the ladder as fast as she could. His spirit followed her, like a lost puppy not knowing how to soothe its master.

Halfway toward her house, her knees gave out on her and she collapsed onto the ground with a hard thud.

"Why? Why? Why?" She repeatedly questioned herself and Kami knows what Gods she was inquiring to for her suffering.

Her face paled.

He hadn't realized just how deeply he'd cut her - in more sense than one. The physical wound was nothing compared to the emotional hurt he'd inflicted on his mate. The only woman for him. It was unbearable to watch - to feel the agony she was going though.

Yet, like watching a wounded animal fighting its way out of its predator's grasp, something, horrendous and terrible yet he couldn't tear his gaze from her. She was pushing her body forward, scraping against the hard dirt while her hand still held tightly to her open wound.

Each time her body moved, abrading itself loudly against the God forsaken earth, tearing his heart and soul bit by bit.

Her world was a blur, things became hazy and he watched in helplessness as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"Kagome!" A female came rushing toward his mate and from the resemblance he concluded that it was her mother.

"Oh my Kami, Kagome. What happened?" The woman furiously panicked over his wounded mate.

"Mom?" She blearily called out.

"Yes, Kagome. I'm here. It's going to be okay sweetie." She soothed and he watched as the woman began to shed tears for her daughter. Tears of pain in which he had inflicted upon the woman he loved and those she cherished.

The woman worked with speed he didn't think humans could possess as she ripped away a part of the top she donned and tied the wound tightly. Even through three layers of fabric, his crimson regret still seeped through the fabrics.

If he could kill himself to avenge for her anguish he would have done it in a blink of an eye.

"Oh sweetie....what happened? Did InuYasha do this to you?" she queried and he watched his mate shook her head with little animation.

"No, mom." She seemed to found her voice, though it was raspy from her continuous crying. "He didn't do this to me, InuYasha would never hurt me."

InuYasha would never hurt me....InuYasha would never hurt me...

Sesshomaru felt the wind knocked out of him hearing those words. His heart gripped and felt torn from his very flesh and smashed with a club filled with thorns then stomped on over and over.

Her response to her mother was so certain, and so assertive in her reassurance. It could only remind him of how foolish he was, what a monster he was to have ever contemplated on killing her. To have ever hurt her like that.

He had hurt her - deeply - oh so deeply. How horrid. How spiteful he had been toward his only love. How reckless his actions had been and how foolish of him. The man who was always so certain, so incontrol of his actions had rashly abused his one and only love.

"Kagome..." her mother sniffled."Who would want to hurt you like this?" her mother was crying as she spoke, while trying to help her daughter into their house.

The man I love, hates me, and tried to kill me....he wanted to kill me.... she thought silently...and then her vision went dark.....She dead fainted.

Her pain gripped at his heart, clawing its way, inflicting and magnifying the impact of the hurt he'd caused her, as more visions appeared before him. Sesshomaru saw his mate, pregnant, scared, nervous, confused, terrified, and alone. Her feelings that she had hid from her family, her friends, the loneliness she lived through while carrying his pups because she had nowhere else to run to. No one to turn to for support.....

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...............There were times when the thunder storm rolled by and she sat, cradling her knees to her chest dreaming of a fantasy love between she and him. But Kagome could only shake her head in denial, tears flying across her cheeks, landing onto her comforter like a hail storm. Her hair swayed back and forth from the movement....She seemed to whisper to herself...

~Sesshomaru....don't you know, that each of these cold nights that I sit and wish that somehow you would want me...and love me?~

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(Kagome, you don't know how much I want you! You are all that I could ever want!! Only you! - his voice tried to reach her.)

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~I'm alone and lonely, I miss you. And my heart aches for a love that I continue to dream though it can never be, because you can never love a human like me....~

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(The thought of her assuming he didn't love her, or couldn't love her cut him like a knife)

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~Our love is like a drunken dream that has now become sober...I will always wait for you....for the impossible, I know. But it's all that I have of you right now, and it's so cold without your arms around me to hold me. So let me erase the smiles that I used to know of those days that I was near you...the memories of you.....sometimes looking at me....the warmth of your touch, the heat of you.~

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(I am holding you right now Kagome. All of that time I was in despair without you as well)

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~Don't you know my love I still sit here in the cold emptiness of my room, day after day longing for you.

Just me.

Passionately calling your name from my ruby lips, my love for you is a love that I will forever dream about.

Because the day that I realized that I love you, the sun was rocking the leaves in a sweet lullaby....please....let me just erase all my sorrows and let it flow along the banks of unrequited love....let me follow time to pass the pain away....

Let me just relinquish all memories of love and hate to the magic of time.

.....Over and over though, I fail miserably....you've already rooted yourself too deeply inside of me......Sesshomaru......Sesshomaru....my love......the father of my swollen womb........Sesshomaru......~

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He watched her as she continued to sob in the emptiness of her room.

Though he too had experienced the pain of their separation, but to see his mate, carrying his children so alone and in such despair made him want to slit his own throat. How could he have been so irresponsible and so callus with the woman he loved? He fought through her sub consciousness, calling her name, extending his hand to her trying to reach out to her.

He wanted so badly to heal this wound that was so deeply buried inside of her. A wound that she had never revealed to anyone, not even her family. Because as always Kagome was just too thoughtful and considerate of others even when her pain is that great, she did not want to trouble others.

She didn't ask for a shoulder to cry on.

She didn't ask for consideration or sympathy.

Her anguish was painfully prolonged, torturous.

And she suffered through it all, silently.

Like an obscure dream that made no sense, her thoughts blurred and confused. But the darkness that led him to her sorrow was now being lighted by a small orb, bouncing around representing what seemed like a new life growing within her. It could only mean the spirit of his unborn pup reminding her of their love.

The orb merged with her and became her thoughts.

It was her constant thoughts that guided him through the darkness. She never stopped thinking about him, though her mind told her how unwise she was being. She never stopped loving him, though her heart ached.

When the darkness finally faded he saw her, in that ridiculous outfit she often wore standing in a field of wild flowers. The ebony tress flowed like waves of a deep dark ocean like a vision unveiling itself in slow motion before him she turned to look at him, and smiled.

He made his way toward her, his steps both careful and eager. She waited as the wind rustled by, caressing her and everything around her. From her skirt the red bow on her top, to the tiny hair on her arms that swayed along with the motion of nature's breath.

How beautiful you are,
Kagome. How beautiful you are, my mate.

He approached closer when a dark cloud approached, threatening him and his world. So dark it blocked out the sun in an instant. Sesshomaru held out his hand to her as her body was being pulled away from him by the force of the wind.

NO! I will never let you go. You are mine and will always be!

With his determination, he raced toward his mate, scooping her up in his arms. The wind was unrelenting the force of the darkness was powerful, but he would prevail. There was just too much at stake for him to fail now.

And as he carried his mate in his arms, the hand below her neck grasped tightly onto her shoulders while the hand under her knees held her firmly to him. He had to use his powers to twirl in an axis of gold and umber, his silver hair entangling with her dark tress like the natural given destinies of creatures that they were. She was the yin to his yang and he was hers. Together, they molded perfectly, matching, forming the everlasting/immutable influences so well known to all that lived.

She smiled up at him whilst he cradled her within his reach. The fluttering of their clothes was like a soft enchanting, soothing hum.

"Sesshomaru," her voice cooed.

"I love you, Kagome and I am taking you home." he said and as he leaned in to kiss her.

She received him with everything she had in her and took everything he had to give. There were lights dancing off the grass around them, bouncing as the power of his will and love shattered through the dark temptations that wanted to lure her away from him.

Outside seeing that the DaiYokai was too far involved and absorbed in his healing to defend her, Sasuki was making her move to kill the miko. But as she prepared her attack and drove her sword prepared to kill Kagome, a flash of light burst through shocking her like a million lightning and her body was thrown back through the forest. Breaking past trees and shrubs, and finally after a long slide through the dirt, came to a stop when she was slammed against a large boulder.

Sesshomaru coming out from his transformation from rescuing his mate, immediately noticed the disturbance in the atmosphere. A new aura and scent of the same demoness from before filled his senses.

He directed his attention back to his mate when she groaned softly, stirring in his arms. He was still strong enough to hold her in his arms but with the scent of the demoness nearby he knew it would be a challenge to defend himself and protect his mate.

Sasuki groaned from the pain of the barrier blast and the sudden thrust against such a hard wall. But her goal set in mind she knew she could not fail in her mission, and with her healing powers she recovered quickly and stood up. Smirking at her quick recovery and seeing the Dai and his now defenseless woman in his arms.

He was too involved in clothing the human to make her appropriate to notice her approaching him fast and furiously.

Sesshomaru had just begun to place the kimono over his mate when his demonic hearing picked up the demoness approaching at lightning speed. He turned just in time to block her attack with his poison whip ­­­­sending Sasuki backtracking. He continued to be on the offensive rather than the defensive and so he forged on, attacking her with his toxic claws which she seemed to be able to dodge and block with her sword.

He knew his speed had waned, her miko blood was now flowing inside of him and slowly killing him with pain from the inside. With each step he took it was as if he was walking on fire, on pins and needles, and every centimeter of his body felt as if it was being attacked from the inside.

Sasuki was amused of the effort the DaiYokai was throwing at her as he continued to attack her. And just as he was about to pierce her with his claws, she double flipped backwards landing on her feet as smooth as a cat might.

"Lord Sesshomaru, I noticed that you are not all yourself." Sasuki mocked him with a laugh.

He growled attempting to attack her once again, to rid him of the annoying vermin. But before he could make a move, she threw out her index finger and wiggled it left to right.

"Uh, uh, uh. If I were you I wouldn't." She taunted, and then nodded her head glancing past his shoulder.

Sesshomaru twisted his neck, turning to look over his shoulder. He watched as the vines of some plant began to wrap his mate in a mummified manner. By the time he reached her, he could only see the last of her closed eyes.

His claws went to rip at the green ropes to untangle his mate, only to find that his hand could only go through it as if it were a hologram. Sasuki's victorious mockery laughter sent his ire into overdrive. He watched helplessly as his mate's body disappeared into thin air along with the wolverine demoness.

"If you want her back, come to my mistress' castle..."

If you want her back, come to my mistress' castle.

The rescuing bargain repeated itself over and over; echoing repeatedly through his drums long after the demoness had disappeared.

Irate, frustrated and in despair, the DaiYokai fell on his knees both from fatigue and disbelief. How had a good afternoon of tending to his mate turned so wrong?

Go get her!! Before they do the unthinkable to her and the unborn pup!! his beast seemed to decree.

"Right," he mumbled under his breath. As he now raced to follow the trail of his mate's lingering scent toward the demoness' castle.

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In a large mansion far away from the DaiYokai's castle, his enemy plots against him...

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DICTIONARY:
sanji- secretary
Konnichiwa (konn-nee-chee-wah)- "good day" or "as for today,"
Ohayo gozaimasu (oh-ha-yoh go-zye-mahss) - is loosely translated as "good morning."

CHARACTERS:

Asano Nagamori - Council's Leader for the Inu-DaiYokai clan
Nao- Asano's Secretary
Zenaku (Zen-na-koo) - Shogun of the Western Lands
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"Asano-dono," the Council chieftain's sanji bowed graciously awaiting to be acknowledged by his master. With a nod of permission to continue the four feet, pale faced Yokai continued. "I have Zenaku, the Shogun of the Western Lands requesting an audience with you."

"Zenaku, hmm?" the eldest of the Yokai Council pondered curiously. What does he want this time? Not really wanting to see the man, but at the same time, not really having a valid excuse to shoo him away either Asano acquiesced to his predicament. "Send him in, Nao."

"Yes, right away Asana-dono," and with a bow of retreat Nao let his short legs carried him out of the room. Within minutes he returned with Zenaku, and after an impromptu introduction, which had Asano looking up briefly from his scroll before glancing down again. The sanji once again retreated from the room, sliding the fusima tatami door closed.

Zenaku lowered himself to his knees, resting on his calves as he bowed, "Konnichiwa, Asano Nagamori-dono."

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Zenaku-san, how can I be of assistance to you today?" Asano asked, rolling up the scroll he was reading and setting it aside. He watched Zenaku with deliberate scrutiny as he lifted his cup of tea and brought it to his lips.

"MiLord, I had been curious to know if you have set a date for Sesshomaru-dono to present his mate and children?"

"Yes, Zenaku. I have" he replied calmly. "It will be in less than two weeks from now."

"MiLord have you met his mate?" he asked.

"No I have not Zenaku"

"MiLord, I wanted to make sure you realize that Sesshomaru-dono is bringing a ningen as his mate to be present in front of the entire council....?"

"A human, you say?" Asano asked placing his tea cup abruptly on his desk, as he pondered the situation. This will not fare well with the rest of the councilmen...Asano could feel a headache coming on.

"Yes, milord." Zenaku bowed, gleeful that he had - hopefully - ruined Sesshomaru's chance of securing an heir before, he could make his move to take over the Western Lands.

"And what of his pups? Are they hanyous?" Asano inquired, trying to appear malevolent, when he could have cared less.

"MiLord, it cannot be helped, that they are hanyou. However, they have showed characteristics that they are InuYokai..."

"Impossible!!" Asano Nagamori declared, glaring at Zenaku appearing to be furious of the news.

With the Council chieftain's seeming anger, it fueled Zenaku's hopes. He wanted to continue to egg the man on, with he only had one goal set in mind - to destroy Sesshomaru and everything that he owned.

"My Lords, I wish it were so for the sake of the DaiYokai blood lines, however it is the truth. But nevertheless, milord, they cannot be accepted into our clans. And I want to let you know that you have my full support in the next council meeting, to depart Sesshomaru and his hanyous' claim as heir."

"I cannot fathom how a human can give birth to two Inus...but see to these children I must. For it is the code of our clan to give the current Daimyo of our clans a fair audience."

"But Asano-dono they are hanyous by blood, and cannot be recognized as Inus. Nor can they be heir to the Western Lands!" Zenaku protested immediately, his eyes wide with outrage and disbelief that the council leader would consider the filthy hanyous could be heirs to their land - to the land in which he viewed were his!

Zenaku's greed and ill tidings were so obvious it almost made Asano regurgitate what he had for his last meal right then and there.

"That we shall have to wait and see Zenaku until the council has voted that she is indeed not his mate, and that they are indeed not his children. Until the councils have seen the children and agreed, as far as I am concerned they are to be heirs to the Western Lands. If and when the time comes Lord Sesshomaru is no longer of this world."

"But..."

"You may depart Zenaku," Asano waved his hand his body forming into light as he dissipated from the room.

"This isn't over yet old man. That mutt and his filthy family will never reign over the West as long as I am alive." He vowed as he stormed out the room.

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The castle wasn't hard for him to find, considering the fact that the demoness had left a distinct scent trail for him to find her. The scent of the barrier in front of him was obvious and he reached his hand for his tokijin, but it only parted as he got close revealing an opening wide enough for him to enter.

He hesitated a second to weigh his options of what sort of trap laid waiting for him.

What he saw when he entered was there waiting for him inside was none other than Sasuki.

"Not very wise of you to receive this Sesshomaru without an army to help you." Sesshomaru once again placed his hand on his sword.

"No need for a physical challenge, Sesshomaru-dono."

"Where have you taken my mate?!" he growled.

Mate? He mated a human?! Sasuki repeated the words in her mind.

It was insulting to say the least. First he had risked his life to save a human, then rejected her mistress' offer for him to become her king. And then to add salt to injury he's mated the weak little bitch!

She recomposed herself from the shock and masked her shocked expression with a sneer.

"Your mate," she added a mocking emphasis on the word 'mate' making him glowered. "Is not here, but I know you will find the company of my mistress much more appeasing than a mere." She twirled her hand in the air, lashes flashing rapidly while her eyes rolled around in her skull."Weak little ningen harlot" she stressed her affront with a taunting smile.

The insult to his mate warranted an attack from him and this time the DaiYokai did not hesitate as his sword was drawn and his Tokijin attacked her with its fierce energy blast.

Winds swirled themselves around the palms of her hands, as the earth and its essence rose to create a barrier. They were however too easily destructible for they crumbled to pieces as the energy of his sword pierced at them. However, it did its job enough to protect her and left her unharmed from his violent assault.

The fight raged on, as her attacks used by various forces of natures and plants were demolished by a swipe of his sword. However he couldn't understand what it was that was humoring her, because her continuous laughter of mockery was setting his rage on fire.

"If I were you," she said as she thrust a large boulder toward the Dai. With a wave of his sword, the light beaming from it sliced the rock in two. "I would save your energy for later, if you want to have the strength to rescue your mate, that is." She jumped from the attack of his sword, landing easily on both her feet.

Ignoring her taunting his anger rose, he wanted to slice her into tiny little bits. The DaiYokai made his offensive move by turning slowly, his hand raised straight above his head his sword stretching high. He made his move to fire his massive ball of energy at her, when an unusual mist appeared along with a somnolent chanting.

Sesshomaru suddenly felt his mind faltering, his legs getting weak. His sword felt too heavy in his hand, and his elbow shook and with a thud his sword met the earthy floor he stood on. Soon he was on one of his knees, holding onto his sword for support.

The world around him was hazy and things were spinning like ripples of water, nothing seemed real. There was no reality or no ground for him anymore and before he could grasp another thought of whatever was happening to him. The force trapping him only got stronger and with the last murmur of 'Kagome' on his lips, the DaiYokai fell over onto the ground unconscious.

The mist cleared as Sasuki stood watching the oblivious DaiYokai on the hard dirt. She snickered to herself at the thought of how valiantly he'd fought just to 'rescue' some measly human.

"Although I do not like to have used such tactics as to use a spell during a battle, you have helped me achieve what milady wants. You did well, Mahoutsukai," Sasuki praised the sorcerer.

"Thank you Sasuki-sama," the old woman bowed.

"Come," Sasuki waved her hand as two wolverines stepped out from behind the bushes. "I do believe our mistress is anxious to see the Lord of the Western Lands."

The two wolverines transformed into two male servants and proceed toward the passed-out demon.

"Wait," Sasuki held out her palm. "First we shall relieve him of such dangerous weapons before he is to be near our mistress."

The Tokijin sizzled, crackling at the demoness and her weak aura to tame it. But regardless of whether it had wanted her to take hold of it or not, she sealed it in a magic bubble orb and set it to vanish so that the DaiYokai could not call to it once he awoken.

The wolverines waited until Sasuki had successfully taken a hold of his swords, and then they lifted the DaiYokai as they made their way back toward the castle grounds.


~Ts&Neko.

A/N: I appreciate anyone who does review to thank my wonderful Beta, Nekomimimode as well. Trust me, without her, you guys won't be reading this or any of the other stories that I'm currently working on. Thanks!