Miss. Undo, That's...a very...colorful idea xD
Benny Jude Road, I'm very neutral about Kikyou, I really don't know where she came from in my mind but I just had to go with that twist.
OrihimeKurosakiInoue, Thank you soo much! This chap kinda answers your question, I think.
LoveInTheBattleField, Thank you~
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"Kikyou," he breathes the words under his breath. When he summoned her inner miko, he didn't one bit expect Kikyou to come instead of Kagome. This threw a monkey wrench in his plans.
"How dare you disturb the temple of I, Kikyou. You have chosen to soil the temple of my incarnation, thus now, you must pay for your insolence." Says the miko spirit inside Kagome.
Renjun crouches down into a fighting stance, the miko holds out her hands, a lavender energy outlines a bow and an arrow in her clutches, aiming it straight for the heart of the Kitsune.
•••
Kagome steadies herself in her mind, careful not to lose full control. Where did she end up? One minute she was in excruciating pain, next she's numb, immerse into darkness; she couldn't tell the difference if her eyes were closed or if they were open. Energy courses through her however, an energy that felt nostalgic and at the same time foreign. Was her miko powers coming back? She couldn't let them make their appearance, not here, not now! She will be be shocked down by youki and killed instantly on the spot! Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, why was her powers acting up now?
Renjun she thought bitterly. He stepped into her comfort zone and tainted his hand with her miko blood, bringing out her guardian miko- Kikyou; a merciless priestess with a history of hatred against all full blood demons. At this very moment, the two are possibly squaring off against each other, Kagome has to end it before anyone could catch a glimpse of her miko power or feel the energy coming off her in waves. So Kagome presses her invisible hands against her temples, slowly in a circular motion, she breathes and massages them rhythmically, trying not to panic, she desperately continues with the rubbing off her temples, fighting against herself inwardly and shoving back Kikyou and doing damage control before it's too late. She didn't want her to hurt Renjun, she didn't want to hurt him, he would be furious with her, she didn't like him when he was mad because he scares her.
•••
Renjun snarls at the Miko who in return narrows her eyes at the youkai, disgust twisted in her belly, the hatred molding in her heart for him, this soulless creature needs purification if he were to ever forsaken the path he has walked on to be formed into the puppet of Beezelebub. Kikyou knew the only way he could seek peace if peace would force its self upon him and take the soul and reel it back to eternal damnation in hell. This is her sworn duty to complete this task.
Kikyou, slowly pulls the back the arrow, the energy of Kagome and Kikyou intertwining, creating a shade of deep lavender purple. Meanwhile inside the temple of Kagome's mind, she desperately claws at Kikyou's meditating spirit, her aura flaring like wildly, the spiral of energy enveloping her in a tornado.
"Kikyou, stop!" Kagome commands the spirit, moving closer to touch the cocoon of miko power, her fingers lightly pierce through the layer smoothly, the aura parting around her fingers like water, she hesitantly but slowly walks through the energy, as she steps, she feels it come down on her all at once, the pressure choking her and crushing her small frame. It felt like an elephant sat on her tiny spine as she falls to one knee, using her strength, she lifts her head to command the spirit to stop, the desperate yells of the miko sent an electricity through the chest of the spirit but not disturbing the waterfall of aura shielding around them. Kikyou's spirit looks at Kagome sympathetically, seeing a poor confuse soul tainted by the hand of that vile demon, nevertheless, she must obey the host of this body.
The energy begins to recede back, coming into Kikyou slowly as she welcomes it with an audible soft sigh of relief. Kagome watches as the beautiful colors of purple, lavender and a hint of silver runs over her head like a silk blanket, seeing it all go so fast, she felt slightly disappointed as they were left back into darkness.
•••
Kikyou lifts her hand carefully, the bow and arrow disintegrates into small sparkles of energy but a shove of her aura throws Renjun back towards the wall. She hated him, with every fiber in her being she could not stand him. But Kagome feels the complete opposite of her. Kikyou has watched her throughout her progressing life and the things she's seen, she would never let her Kami ever have to witness. Renjun, a man with very prestigious reputations was one who was manipulative with many secrets linking all to one main hobby for him to enjoy; Kagome. She wishes to dissipate Kagome's fears but she cannot force her host to do what she wish not to do, only for now shall she stay in the shadows and meditate to Kagome's energy. This certainly will not be the last he would see of her, but he now knows what is waiting for him when he leaves this world. She guarantees he would see her at the gates of Hell where she will torment his blasted soul and send him spiraling into the pit of hell where the spirits of many will devour him.
Kagome slowly came into realization, seeing Renjun slack in the corner, she bites her lip and hurriedly runs out the office. Hopefully no one would come and check up on Renjun, it would be certainly hard to explain why not only was her blood on him but why he was unconscious in a corner. She straightens her hair in a hallway mirror. It had became a mess of ebony locks tousled carelessly around her head. Her eyes scans down her body but stops at the pink bruising around her neck. She felt herself go cold. She knew Sesshomaru and Inuyasha would bust a vein if they see this, probably not even every servant in this house plus Renjun would stop Inuyasha from killing him.
Kagome adjusts the collar of her dress so that it covers most of the bruising but she couldn't move much if she didn't want Inuyasha or Sesshomaru to catch glimpse. The strap of her heel broke but it wasn't visible over the back curtain of her dress. Besides those, she looks moderately presentable to the observant eye. Now her next problem.
She didn't exactly know where she is now in this house, the hallways seems to replicate the next one over. She didn't want to be lost but going back into that study is the last thing on her mind. How is she going to get out this maze? She does not remember the path Renjun took her or what hallway she's in right now. She crosses into a blue hallway with candles dim low, she feel an aura lurking somewhere amongst the maze and hesitantly with each step, her heart in her throat, sweat beads her forehead as the aura get stronger, it's coming close to her with each step her frantic feet takes. Running will only provoke it, so she quick steps through the hall. The aura becoming increasingly stronger, Renjun high on her heels.
A hand clamps over her shoulder, her heart skips a beat as she quickly turns on her heels with a scream fighting in her throat for someone to save her. She wasn't going to let him take her, hell no! She takes her purse without even looking and swat at Renjun with everything she has, not caring the least bit that the contents of her purse are flying everywhere or the fact that it wasn't Renjun.
"Excuse me, ma'am! I beg you to stop!" The person says. Kagome stops and steps back, she widens her eyes to see it indeed wasn't Renjun; It was actually a butler. With an exasperated sigh of relief, Kagome apologizes. She bends down to get the contents of her purse.
"No, no. I've got it, you were startled, I understand." He assures. He offers her the things she dropped.
"How did you find me?" Kagome puts the last of her things in her purse.
"I felt a weird power of energy while I was passing Renjun's room so I was coming to check up on him. Are you one of the dinner guests?" The miko gulps nervously. If he goes into that room, Renjun would probably severely hurt him for trespassing and then hurt her for hurting him!
"Um, Renjun and I were talking, he's pretty upset. I'd advise you and your colleagues to keep away from him for a while." Kagome nervously laughs. Getting the hint, he nods knowingly.
"Do you need me to escort you back down?" He offers, smiling pleasantly. He reminds her of Shippo in a way with his boyish smile, she wonders what he's doing wasting his immortal life in this complicated house?
He escorts her down through a door that lead them into the dining room. Crossing over the perfectly set table, they come into the sitting room where Inuyasha is talking to Shippo who still looks very nervous and Sesshomaru is having light conversation with the lady of the house.
Inuyasha the first to jump at the sight of Kagome all in one piece. Sesshomaru turns from the conversation.
"Tanni, what on Earth are you wearing?" Lotsu asks, her perfect eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"A suit?" Kagome answers for her, mirroring Lotsu's confused expression. "Isn't that what butlers are suppose to wear?"
"Butler? Tanni is our daughter," Kagome turns around and sure as, she has small bulging breasts in the tight suit jacket.
"I...didn't even notice, I'm so sorry." Tanni widely smiles, her green eyes twinkling.
"It's not that hard to mix me up as a guy, especially with my hair cut like this." She pats the golden brown locks cut into a small pixie bob. Her features were feminine with some masculine perks like the way she walk and her body build was very athletic, making her look more masculine in that suit than feminine.
"Tanni, this is Kagome, Sesshomaru, Shippo, and Inuyasha." Lotsu introduces, Tanni shakes hands with Kagome, smiling again. This time in a new life, there's no doubt she's Renjun's child. She was entirely beautiful, hard to believe Lotsu could look like a size negative zero with a girl as big as Tanni, almost the same height as Shippo. She shakes hands with Sesshomaru but slowly shakes Inuyasha's, looking him up and down lustfully, she winks and lowly growls at the hanyou who in return has a look of shock that morphs into sudden disgust.
At one glance at Shippo, he holds out his hand for her to shake. She instead envelopes him into a tight hug, sniffing his scent, she tightens the hold on the Kitsune.
"Your scent. You smell like a Kitsune," She whispers into his neck. The Kit didn't know exactly what to say to that, did she know he was her older brother? Does she accept him? The obvious answer to the latter question is yes, she knew who he is just by his very potent scent. "So you're Shippo, I assume?" She pulls back to look at her brother. He nods slowly. She slowly nods along with him.
The warm moment is interrupted when a butler steps in and informs then dinner is ready. Tanni reluctantly lets go of Shippo.
They walk into the dining room, Kagome sitting second chair from the head, Lotsu sitting in the seat next to her. Tanni interlocks her arm with Shippo's. Sitting across from Kagome and Lotsu. Sesshomaru seats his self next to Shippo, shooting Kagome a glance that meant he wanted to know everything that happen when she was gone. Inuyasha of course next to Kagome, he elbows her in the ribs.
She hisses at the jolt of pain and turns to the hanyou, asking what his problem was, he leans down to her ear. "So what happen?" He whispers lowly in her ear. Why ask me this now? She bitterly thinks to herself, she takes a swig of the water they sat out to parch her dry throat. One way or another, they wouldn't leave her alone until she fills them in the gruesome details.
Renjun steps out from the kitchen doors, beaming ear-to-ear with a smile on his face. Chills escapes down Kagome's spine as he greets everyone at the table, she takes another terrified sip of water and straightens her dress, tugging at the neck piece of her dress again. She didn't care or notice Inuyasha smelling the fear coming off of her or how Sesshomaru watches how every few minutes she adjusts the collar of her dress. Renjun seems at peace as he makes peaceful conversation with everyone at the table, even Kagome who cautiously replies back, slowly she chose her words carefully.
The night stretched on uncomfortably for the miko. It was hard for her to enjoy herself when Renjun gave talked with her friends and her casually like nothing never transpired. It unnerved her when he gave her a sweet smile as they hugged one final time before they stood at the front door, wrapping up conversations of politics, celebrity drama, and business. Tanni and Shippo seemed to kick it out smoothly with their new found friendship. They exchanged numbers and numerous times, Tanni had asked him to visit or for them to go hangout somewhere. Inuyasha and Kagome were the first to step out to wait in the car.
The cool air nips at Kagome's nose, she breathes in the fresh air and mentally thanks the Kami for getting her out that house of horror. "I'm ready to go home." She leans on Inuyasha, his arm goes around her waist protectively as they walk towards the garage. She has a whole schedule of work to finish up, first she had to do the book for the shop, order more supplies, scold the girls for eating some of the merchandise and not charting it for the books, and of course do what she got a degree in doing the best; make cupcakes.
Actually this night gives her an idea of a new cupcake, she takes a pen from her coat pocket, writing down the idea on her wrist. Inuyasha looks over at her "What are you doing?" He asks.
"Oh, nothing. Just...writing..down...something. Done." She puts the pen away. First thing tomorrow, she's heading over to the bakery to add this to their menu. Inuyahsa opens the door in the car, crawling into the back seat, Kagome sits in the passenger's seat. She starts up the car and cranks the heat and they sit in silence.
The young miko contemplates starting conversation but stops when she hears the soft snores of Inuyasha in the backseat and sighs, slouching into her seat. The only view from the window was the blank darkness of their backyard which is decorated quite beautifully in flowers Kagome wishes she could be able to get a better view of in sunlight. Inuyasha's snores were like a lullaby in her ears; she thinks should she join in him in sleep or wait for Sesshomaru. She wonders what dreams could go on in that hanyou's head. Was he dreaming about the obvious; shoes? Kagome giggles at her small joke. Sesshomaru would most likely not care about how unpleasant this has prove to be for her and not give her the benefit of rest.
She closes her eyes, just for a moment Kagome promises herself she will wake up right when Sesshomaru and Shippo get there and tell them everything. Soon enough, sleep falls over the young miko, putting her in a snoring slumber rhythmically matching Inuyasha's fog horn.
The rapping of knuckles on the window doesn't even stir the miko out her sleep as she simply roll over towards her window, resting her face on the seat belt line. The knuckles knocks again on the window, this time with more force. The miko never awoke.
"Kagome..." Someone says, the voice low and silky, deep like chocolate and sweet like candy. The miko bites her lip in anticipation to find where that voice takes her, responding back to it, she says in a groan response of 'yes?'
"Open the door, now." It says to her angrily. It's deep sensual utterance sending alarming waves between her warm legs, making her grind them slowly together in a comfortable feeling of joy.
"What door?" She dazedly says. She wanted to know what door can she open for it and what door could it open for her? A big three-year-old smile staining rather painfully on her face.
"My door." It says back. OH KAMI she excitedly thinks. Kagome's eyes widely open with a big smile, chucking deviously as she gasps for air from her pleasant dream. However an angry youkai was not part of her dream. Sesshomaru stands at her window with a blank expression and narrow eyes. Shippo stands behind him, fighting a smile.
Embarrassment flushes her cheeks and she sheepishly laughs as she presses the unlock button. "Having fun?" Sesshomaru sarcastically says, he slides into the driver side.
"Rikai!" Kagome buckles her seat belt, the car backing out the drive way. Shippo in the back seat, moves Inuyasha out his space, muttering a string of profanity.
They drove in silence, the quiet purr of the engine and the radio bringing comfort to the besides awkward car ride. Kagome wants to break the silence but has not a subject to bring up for discussion.
"So, enjoyed yourself?" She asks randomly.
"Hm," says Sesshomaru.
"Yea, it was alright." Says Shippo.
"Uhkkkkkkkkkkkkkk,"snores Inuyasha.
Well, that wasn't what I was hoping for.
Kagome found herself every few minutes with her eyes close. With no intentions of repeating earlier, she straightens her slouching poster in her chair every few minutes.
After they dropped Shippo, it was only the two of them, exception of Inuyasha who's out cold. "What did you and Lotsu talk about that took you guys so long?" Kagome starts with.
"Hm...General conversation. What did you and Renjun talk about that took you so long?" She hates how he does that with her questions.
"Nothing, general stuff." She shoots back, giving herself a mental high-five.
He gives her an icy side glance which she ignores.
"Does Tanni know?"
"..?"
"About Shippo."
"Yes,"
"How does she?"
"Kitsunes have the ability to know the scent of relatives, Tanni knew from Shippo's scent he was her brother."
"Did Lotsu know?"
"Yes."
"Is that what you guys were talking about?" Kagome turns to look him in his face.
"Yes." he bluntly replies.
Kagome nods her head understandingly, it wouldn't be shocking actually. Now all they need to do is figure out how Shippo is related to them. She mentally cringes at how they'll react when they know his parents are her and Renjun.
"Do they know I'm Shippo's mother?"
"I do not know."
"That doesn't make me feel better."
"..."
"Ugh." Kagome throws her head back against the seat, stretching out her arms and legs. She curls back up into her comfortable ball and for once, tries for that dream again.
"What did he do to you?" He says in more of a commanding voice than questionable one.
"Excuse me?" She turns her head to him, his eyes were on her.
"You have bruises on your back and around your neck, you did more than talking with him." A tense silence falls between them. She hoped earlier she would not have to go through this, that he would drop it until morning. She didn't anticipate him to bring it up so suddenly.
"He attacked me." Kagome tries to say it as casually as she could to make it seem less than a big deal.
"You chose not to tell this Sesshomaru or Inuyasha?" His voice angry. She notices in the dim lights of the street lamps, his jaw is clenched tightly, his eyes slightly narrow. Being left out the loop of this, he's pissed she didn't open her mouth sooner. Renjun would've been dead and his body mangled by Inuyasha.
"I...I didn't...I didn't want you guys... to be angr-"
"And not help you? You want Renjun to continue using like the puppet you are?"
"I'm not a puppet." Kagome defends, tears brim the edges of her eyes, they well with anger at her accusal.
"You ceaselessly prove me right." The car stops, he turns towards her, who know was leaning over the console towards him, anger coloring her features in a deep red.
"I'm not a child, a puppet and like hell will I be a damn puppet to that disgusting bastard Renjun!" Kagome yells. She is tired, beyond tired of Sesshomaru, Renjun, Kahn, Sango and everyone who thinks she nothing but weak. She isn't weak, like hell would she sit and take shit from this youkai, she's better than that, beyond better than that, to think she let herself go. What happen to that Kagome, the Kagome who had a passion for everything she did. Being depression has soften her. What happen to that bitch everyone was afraid of? Well she's been in hiding waiting for this moment to make her return."Who the hell do you think you are? I'm not taking this shit from no one especially you now. Don't ever call me a damn puppet anymore Sesshomaru Taisho, I promise you if you do, I'll be your first regret, ever." Tears roll down her cheeks. A fire of determination licks in the back of her eyes. A fire no one has yet to see from this Kagome in a lifetime, a determination that sparks an intrest in Sesshomaru's mind. Kagome steps out and slams the door, walking off towards the lit house with some of her dress in her hand, the wind blowing her hair. Her walk, he notices now. Her walk changed. It was now, bold. Not careful of anything in her way. This Kagome he sees, not like the one he's seen moments ago, in a ball of defeat. Has she finally cracked? Obviously this new one, one so bold as to threaten this Sesshomaru must be worthy of her props to have the balls to do such things.
Kagome's been sleeping for so long in her small paradise of tranquility, she's been gone for too long and was paying for it. Now she's awake, rejuvenated and happy. Extraordinarily happy, for the reason.
She found it, her strength. She don't know who gave it her, Daddy? Mom? Kami? Who knows. Right now, she has it and why not use it?
She smiles.
•••
The room is small but stuffy. The many tears that's been shed in this room, the hundreds of patients that come and go, with problems, solutions, fits of rage and suicide thoughts. Has she seen them all in one room? Know the human body so well she can diagnosis you right off the back with some outrageous disease that can be solve with a few pills a day that can change your mood balance and have you high on your toes on a Tuesday after almost jumping off a bridge on Monday? She'll probably treat Kagome like a number, giving her false security saying each patient is an individual. Bullshit.
The room, a neutral cream color, with dark chocolate carpet flooring. One window, Kagome notices. One window is in this room. Right at the left side of the room. Why was it there? So far away, it could make anyone claustrophobic in a room that already had a clutch on your mind.
A hanyou. A Kuma-youkai with chestnut brown hair in a perfect circular bob, matching her small bear ears that's perked high on her head, waiting for every word you want to say, any word that will right off the back deem you a fruitcake that needs emotion helping pills that are meant to make you happy. Her skin a rich caramel skin with hazel eyes, eyes that are meant to seem warm and comforting but scrutinizing and profiling you since the time you walk through the fruitcake door.
She wore a knitted tunic top, the cream color matching dangerously with the walls. Her leggings, toffee color. Her flats plain black. Plain. Like the color of her personality. Her leg crosses over the other and she takes a deep breathe. Her plump full lips purses into a hard line, her hazel eyes scrutinizing, her sweater making me dizzy, her toffee leggings, scaring me, her caramel skin, perfect, her flats plain.
Perfect skin, wall sweater, one window, big hazel eyes, her perking ears, plump lips, toffee leggings, plain-plain back flats.
Perfect skin, wall sweater, one window, big hazel eyes, her perking ears, plump lips, toffee leggings, plain-plain back flats.
"Oh, no. I can't...I can't do this." Kagome stands up.
"Higurashi-san." Was all the hanyou says. Her pay check must be ten times Kagome's, and if Kagome leaves right now, and lose her patients, her payment of her car would not be made. Kagome sits back down on the leather black couch. Black like the plain flats on her feet, plain like this woman's personality.
"Tell me anything you would want me to know." She says in a quiet voice.
"What am I suppose to say?" Kagome snidely replies.
"You can tell me anything. We will get thr-"
"Do you tell that to all your patients?" Kagomes stares at the perfect square tissue box, open. The Kleenex box is kissing Kagome's last nerve. CHOCOLATE LIKE THE FLOOR, the color of the tissue box. Oh kami, oh Kami. Relax, Kagome mentally coaches herself.
"All my first time patients are a little suspicious of being a patient. I assure you, Higurashi-san, it will be alright." Her Japanese didn't sound right. She must be from America. Her voice too formal for Kagome's taste.
"Call me Kagome."
"Kagome?"
"Hai."
"You can call me Mizumi. Please, tell me, tell me anything you want. I'm here to listen."
Kagome stares at her blank face for a while, finding something, some type of emotion to let Kagome know she cares, actually cares.
The miko sighs, relaxing back into the chair, she closes her eyes and thinks from the beginning of time, but comes off as blank as Mizumi's personality.
"Um... What can I start off with? I'm empty."
"You can tell me something you hated to do when you were a child."
Kagome stills at her words for a moment. "Um, when I was seven, I was going through some things."
"What things?" Mizumi presses.
Kagome swallows, her throat has gone awfully dry at her words, she breathes silently, she opens her eyes to the pale nude ceiling. "I was being molested."
The Kuma stays quiet.
"I was stupid too, I let him do it because I didn't know better. I thought it was alright."
"You didn't know better."
"I just said that, didn't I?" Kagome spits at her, regretting it instantly, her expression softens. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright, continue." She scribbles something down on her legal pad, probably fruitcake notes.
"Um...well.. The guy that was molesting me-we'll call him R. R use to hate the way I moaned when I was little." Kagomes bitterly chuckles. "I use to stay up all night, practicing moaning for him so he would be happy with the way I moaned." Kagome laughs more with no humor. "He use to laugh at the way I did it and say my moan was ugly, he didn't like it, but he hated when I was quiet. He would hurt me when I got quiet. I didn't understand it."
"Why are you laughing about it?"
"Because...if you don't laugh... You'll cry."
"That's understandable."
"When I thought I had the perfect moan, he would laugh again at me like it was so damn funny, a joke I was the ass of. A joke I was in on but never knew the punch line." Her nails dig into the leather cough, her eyes prick with the memories, the pain in her chest clenches around her heart. The words strain her neck. Before she knew it, a tissue is handed to her.
She didn't realize it, but she's crying, crying because it hurts and crying because she regrets it all, regret every minute of it. She wants to go back, change the past, stop it from happening, maybe then would this pain not hurt her so badly, so bad she can't even breathe, so bad she can't look at herself anymore without seeing that little girl.
Kagome breathes out all her thoughts, the tears disappearing into her hair.
"It isn't your fault." The default words of Mizumi says. She hates her indifferent words. She wants real words, unique ones that actually means something, not this, not words already programmed into your mind when you learn how to handle fruitcakes, crazy nutty people like Kagome. Since when can they tell you how to feel and tell you what already know? It's not right or comforting, it's annoying and Kagome didn't know why she agree to waste money on being told what she already knew. If she wants that, she should have just staid home with the rest of the fruitcakes, seems everyone is a fruitcake. Oh well.
"I think our session is over, Mizumi." Kagome stands up, she walks out the door of the fruitcake room. She didn't understand why Sesshomaru dragged her to this, it was and still is a stupid idea. She doesn't need therapy, right now she needed a drink.
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5K words, happy?! Lol. I was listening to sad violin music (SpongeBob inspired me) and had myself almost crying. Jeez, e-e... I had major writer's block because I always listen to music to get the mood right in my stories and my earphones, alas, stolen. I got new ones and now bada-bing.
Review or whatnot.