Chapter 10:
Hayate stood and looked around for a shower. God, he smelled of booze. And the smell of sex was still in his nostrils.
Sesshomaru went through his mind.
Hayate was instantly silver-haired, and a crescent had begun to appear.
With that, Sesshomaru took control of his old body. He shook his head to remove the smell of sex. Was even worse when you couldn't make yourself breathe through your mouth. Sesshomaru started up the stairs, the magenta stripes appearing as he did.
Death was scary, even for one such as him. He'd felt his senses go, one at a time, until he was a bare soul, a single star in a stormy night. Then he felt her tears, like rain on his skin.
Sesshomaru stopped for a moment, breathing deeply of Kikyo's scent. Oranges and rain. He concentrated and felt the remaining strings of the bond, still waving in the ethereal winds. He lashed out and caught them, and sewed the bond back together, re-solidifying the link between them.
Kikyo felt the reconnection. She turned and looked around for Sesshomaru. She walked out of the room, searching for him. She'd gotten to the stairs when she stepped on something. She looked down to see a half crushed rose blossom.
Sesshomaru was suddenly behind her, and wrapped both arms around her.
"Guess who's back?" he said in her ear. He let go just enough to let Kikyo spin around and embrace him like he'd been gone months or even years.
"I thought you were dead!" She cried.
"I was. My soul left my body. I had to enter the study. I needed something from there, a manuscript. My father wrote it, about Tensaiga's final stage. But that's something for later. Right now, I'm home."
"You are a bastard. Next time I take the time to strip down and lay down in bed, have the good decency to screw me and then complain, you tequila drinking asshole!" Kikyo yelled at him, pushing out of the embrace.
"Oh, well, you want a good freaking rut, strip down right now, and I'll make you scream for mercy." Kikyo grinned and dropped the robe.
Sesshomaru looked her up and down. "Oh, you naughty little lesbian."
Kikyo only grinned wider. "Never said I wasn't." Sesshomaru picked up his mate and carried her to their room.
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Kagome laid down uncomfortably. Dammit, Onigumo wasn't supposed to have died. Now how was Kagome gonna get the hell away from Sesshomaru before he found out about his arm!
Kagome felt cold metal press against her throat, and she looked up to see Izayoi holding a very sharp katana. She was dressed in a black kimono and matching obi.
"Izayoi?"
"You think me a fool, whore? Sesshomaru is concentrated on Kikyo, but I noticed the death smell on you. Sakura and I share senses, after all. We mated for a reason, whore, not only to make me immortal, but also to protect the bloodline of the Great White Dog. So now you are pregnant with Inuyasha's child, and you have Naraku's scent on you."
Kagome nearly shrieked surprise. She'd managed to hide it from Sesshomaru and Kikyo, but this…bitch was the one to notice?
"Fuck you, granny."
"Not anymore." Kagome's eyes widened.
Blood showered Izayoi's face in the next instant.
"I hope you and Naraku burn happily together, girl-whore." Izayoi said.
"A fitting eulogy, Izayoi. But why would Onigumo want a child of InuYasha or Sesshomaru?" Sakura asked, emerging from the dark corner of the room wearing a matching kimono and obi. The kimonos were the kimonos of the house's lineage matriarchs. Izayoi sheathed the katana.
"Absorb him. It would give Naraku all of their abilities."
"Kagome would let that happen? She was a bitch."
"Now, how the hell are we gonna explain to Sesshomaru?" Izayoi asked.
"Worse, how to explain to Kikyo?"
Izayoi and Sakura looked from the late Kagome Higurashi to each other.
"We are so screwed." They unisoned, then began to giggle.
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Sesshomaru laid beside a now sleeping Kikyo. He had heard the murder.
"Your move, Naraku."