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Now, I know you all voted and expected a long… huge chapter. Well… sorry… hope this one makes up for it.

CHAPTER SIX IS FIXED! I THINK! XD I've been so confused here lately.

~*~ It was the darkest part of night. Edna even arrived at the secret tunnel Naomi would take out of the castle grounds. Kagome was in tears but did not sob loudly. That would be for later. She as sure Sesshomaru will know that Naomi was about to leave by a nosy servant in a god ten minutes. They must leave and quickly.

"Come back, Naomi." Kagome hugged her pup dearly.

Naomi nodded, "Defiantly." Naomi had Kirara by her side. Kirara would offer her a ride far to the North and drop her off where Naomi would start her new life. "I'll let you see the pup as soon as it is born." Naomi turned and Kirara transformed. Naomi jumped on her back and headed out at a fast speed.

Edna sighed when they heard a loud, angry howl. Kagome turned and hardened her face. She heard a crash and stiffened. Sesshomaru was outside and following Naomi's scent towards the tunnel.

Kagome flexed her claws, "Go back, Edna." Kagome ordered and the elder hobbled off. Before Kagome could come into view or Sesshomaru, he was being tackled. Sesshomaru managed to yank away and land and so did Kagome. "Leave her, Sesshomaru." Kagome growled.

Sesshomaru scowled and snarled gutturally, "She stays!" Sesshomaru darted towards the tunnel but stopped when a pink barrier became visible. "Why are you letting her go."

"She has something to solve by herself. She'll be fine." Kagome assured.

"She is away from us!"

Kagome snarled, "She's a big girl now! Let her take care of herself!" Kagome snapped and charged and he dodged her purifying claws that would only sting him.

Sesshomaru was pissed, "Foolish kitsune, she needs us. Mate, let me through!" Sesshomaru barked out an order.

Kagome narrowed her eyes, "Never." Kagome rose her hand and sent out a wave of miko power in his direction. Sesshomaru leapt out the way. "Leave her alone, Sesshomaru. I'm warning you. It took a lot, but me and Edna made this decision. We know she's vulnerable, but trust her to be okay." Kagome eyes softened, "She'll return, mate. Don't worry." Kagome watched Sesshomaru pace in front of her. He was beyond angry that his pup went kami knows where, but that he wasn't allowed to follow and retrieve her.

"Kagome, move."

Kagome growled, "Make me. Sesshomaru! Accept it, she needs to leave for a while. Calm yourself!" Kagome scowled at her mate. "I agree with her decision, and I'll be damned if I let you go out there a fuck it up." Cursing meant Kagome was dead serious. She rarely cursed because she was now Lady of the Western Lands but when she talk of her pup she wasted no time letting her language fly.

Sesshomaru gave in… for now.

Shamaru stood in the shadows, pacing angrily. Pregnant? By whom? How? All Shamaru had heard was his sister had been impregnated. He just watched her leave through the tunnel and his mother stop his father from going at her. He looked at the star lit sky. Naomi… come back… I would have protected you. Shamaru cringed and walked to his room. Out the corner of his eye as he went inside he saw Dasaura discreetly leave the castle by chance.

"Fool." Shamaru grunted and went inside. He saw one of the night servants, there were a few here and there, prepping the castle for the morning.

The servant, young for she was one of the head servant's daughters. "Prince, do you need anything?" She bowed and stood.

Shamaru shook his head and then thought, "Some tea and some dinner would be nice." Shamaru went to the dining hall. He hadn't ate earlier because he had been worrying over his sister. The servant nodded obediently.

"Yes Prince." She scuttled away and Shamaru made his way to the dining room. He sat at the large table, stressing over his sister. Being pregnant was no excuse to leave. Even with her being pregnant she would have his utmost care. He was obvious distressed and displeased. If he could he would take off and go get her. He didn't want to leave his parents. She was missing and they'd find Dasaura gone sometime tomorrow. If he up and left they'd be worrying about three missing pups.

"Dammit." Shamaru never cursed, ever, and he was always cool and collect. Loosing his sister was a big blow to him. He felt caged, he wanted her back so badly. He wanted her to explain what was going on. "Shit." He hissed, his claws digging into his scalp, it was about to pierce but and soft spoken voice caught his attention.

"You shouldn't do that, Prince. It'll hurt later." Food was placed in front of him. It looked delicious and the smell tickled his senses. She bowed and went to a corner in case he called for anything else.

While Shamaru ate he felt distressed. Not his own distress, it emanated from the servant in the corner and it started to irk him. "How come your aura is laced with distress?" He asked, making the young maid jump.

The servant gasped, "Oh Prince Shamaru, I shall not burden you with my problems." The servant looked at the floor.

Shamaru turned, "My mother makes it a priority to make sure everyone is happy in the castle, including the servants. It shall not be a burden." Shamaru spoke calmly, barely aware of what he was saying as thoughts of his sister floated through his head.

The servant sighed and looked down, "Did you not hear? The guards and servants were being killed off." She trembled.

Shamaru sighed, "Of course I've heard. Are you scared or something?" Shamaru asked as he leisurely poked at his food before picking it up with his fork and eating it.

The servant shook her head, "Did you hear the head servant was killed. My mother. She had just given birth to my baby brother, Migaku. My two sisters want nothing to do with him. I take care of him now while they strive to be the respected head servants. I fear my brother will get attacked or my sisters more so than myself." The servant explained, she shook. Shamaru must be bored to be talking to a servant.

"Hm, my mother would offer assistance if you so need it-"

"I do not wish to be a burden!" She clasped her hands over her mouth, wide eyed. She bowed, "Sorry Prince Shamaru." She knew she was in trouble. Despite Kagome's kind hearted nature, her sons weren't the same.

She had been thoroughly surprised when Shamaru waved it off, "No matter. Any others having such problems?" He asked gently, she was still shaken about her own disrespectfulness by cutting him off mid sentence. He did not care, in his eyes she was merely speaking her mind, something that everyone had a right to do.

"Not that I know of… they are mainly fearing their own lives… I'm sorry to have interrupted your dinner with my problems." She bowed her head.

Shamaru shook his head, "I'm not hungry. Please, where is your brother?" Shamaru stood. Her head snatched up in pure shock.

She stuttered which brought an amused smirk to Shamaru's face, "M-my bro-brother? Migaku?" She asked. And Shamaru nodded. "My sister is watching h-him, I co-convinced her t-to do so." She fiddled with her fingers nervously. Shamaru got up and motioned for her to lead the way. "Oh! I have duties… I must-"

"You are dismissed for the night. Now show me your brother." The second sentence came out more like a stern order. She nodded and waited for him to walk closer before leaving with him in tow. She looked back with a blush. Who wouldn't find Shamaru attractive? All the servants fawned over him and Tymaru. Being so close to them would make any female hot. His black hair was slicked back with a string of it hanging next to his left eye which was an enticing golden color. He had broad shoulders and a Sesshomaru's shaped face. He was muscular and had a goatee that went from his bottom lip to his chin in a straight line. He was pure sexiness.

She walked silently, trying to keep her eyes off. Usually the royals who didn't find a mate were betrothed. She knew she stood no chance in getting him. It was something she knew and wasn't as reluctant to admit as some of the other servants who thought they stood a chance with someone to handsome and strong.

Shamaru saw the servant looking at the ground and for once he hated the awkward silence, "What is your name?" He asked. Not the most conversation lasting statement but it was something to begging with.

The servant was shocked and blushed ever so slightly, "Yuruki." She answered in a meek tone. There was a strange silence between them and neither bothered to fill the void.

They ventured deep into the servant corridors. The room were small and tightly packed. They went through several halls. Knowing he wouldn't be able to remember how to get to and away from Yuruki's chambers he discreetly left a trail of his scent.

Yuruki's hair was more of a brownish color that faded into red. Her hair was shoulder length and had dark yellow eyes outlined in black. She was a red tailed hawk youkai. Shamaru could smell it.

He stopped just outside of the door she stood. She glanced back at him, "This is my chambers." She murmured and slid the shoji door open. Inside stood an impatient older female that looked exactly like Yuruki only more filled out and sharper, more defined features.

She fluttered her eyes, "Finally, I don't know how I could put up with him any longer. He cries only for you." She got up and handed the infant to Yuruki. The elder sibling seemed to realize the prince was there that very instant and blushed. "Yuruki, I didn't know you were having a guest." She smiled sweetly.

Yuruki nodded as she wrapped her baby brother in a blanket, "Oh yes, Prince Shamaru this is my eldest sister, Hokura." Yuruki introduced and her sister bowed with a blush, now afraid to show a little cleavage as well. Yuruki blushed and bit her lip, continuing to attend to Migaku who stopped all of his fussing the instant Yuruki had him.

Shamaru nodded his head at Hokura, "I had just found out your mother was dead. My condolences." Shamaru said in a droned tone. It wasn't that he didn't care but she was a bit to needy in the eye. Sure she had a nice shape and he was sure he would have bedded her but not with the way she acted. It was disgraceful to throw yourself upon himself to openly. Her flirting was just… ugh.

Hokura shrugged, "She was a good woman. But I hope to be better and become the most trusted servant. Perhaps a personal servant."

Shamaru knew what she meant. She didn't mean and personal servant at all but a concubine. "Hm. Good luck with that." Shamaru brushed pass her and went over to see the infant Yuruki held close to herself. She rocked the tired infant into slumber.

Suddenly another came into the room, "My, my Yuruki you are back early." It was the second eldest daughter. She too noticed the fine specimen standing in the middle of the small but quite comfy chambers looking down at her younger brother who was being held by Yuruki.

"Yes, well, Prince Shamaru allowed me to come back early. To see Migaku after learning of mother's death." Yuruki did not look up, Prince Shamaru noticed, "Prince Shamaru, this is the second eldest, Judea." Yuruki got up and put Migaku in a hand woven bassinet that had been painted a blue color.

Shamaru looked at Judea. Her breast were big and she was slender. Most of her hair was red and her eyes were a lighter shade of yellow than both Yuruki and Hokura. Judea's lips had a light shade of red on them as well.

Judea smiled, "It's a pleasure to have you here Prince Shamaru. Please, do you need anything?" She asked and fluttered her eyes.

Shamaru took no notice the seductive glance she sent him, "No, I am fine. Truly, I only came to see the infant. Shamaru stood straighter, "Yuruki, would you want me to hire a nanny for you?" Shamaru asked.

Yuruki blushed, "That would be too much to ask! I-I don't think you should waste-"

"Nonsense, Yuruki. From what the eldest told me," Hokura huffed that he didn't say her name, "Migaku is much too much for her to handle. It'd be a favor from me to you." Shamaru voice was smooth and final. Plus, this would be a good way to gain knowledge on how servants die and where. No one knew what goes on in the servant community better than the servants.

Yuruki nodded and bowed, "It is an honor, Prince Shamaru." Yuruki watched him nod and leave. Afterwards her sister threw her dirty glares. Yuruki, the plain one, got more attention than themselves, this was unacceptable. Hokura raised her hand and Yuruki winced and watched it come down to connect with her face. She did not let out a peep as she fell to the ground as quietly as she could, she didn't want to disturb others.

A lone figure entered a cave. Golden eyes lined with brow shown. An evil cackle filled the emptiness the cave provided.

"I see you have come, hun. Our attack will start tomorrow." Hela stepped out to greet Dasaura with a seductive smirk. "Then we can get that pathetic sister of yours. We can even pretend we kidnapped you, to reel your mother and father in." Hela sashayed over to him. "Then me and you shall together." She leaned into him. "Won't nothing be in our way of taking the Western Lands for ourselves. With my mother being highly respected." Hela laughed and kissed Dasaura sweetly. "I missed you in more ways than one." She hooked her leg on Dasaura's hip and he grabbed it and pushed his growing bulge into her core.

"Glad to see you two getting along. Before I allow you to rut… we must talk of some things." Trisha appeared suddenly. If the two were surprised they did not show it. "About the attack."

Dasaura nodded and pulled away, holding his prize next to him comfortably, "Yes. My sister would make a perfect target. Both brothers are insanely protective… fools, she would draw them all in."

Hela smiled devilishly, "All we have to do is capture her tomorrow." Hela smiled at the plot that was ever so perfect in her mind. If only they knew. They did not, they would attack. They'd kill off many guards and servants recklessly just to prove they were a mighty threat.

"I've also come in contact with someone who willingly help us. He'll send a small group to see if we can… manage." Trisha smirked, "It'll be just enough to do what we need to and get out." Trisha smirked. "How is she fairing after Mazuke raped her?"

Dasaura eyes widen and narrowed unnoticeably, "What do you mean? I did not know of this." Dasaura didn't like being in the dark. Even if he had ran away from home he still wanted to know exactly what happened there. Maybe it was a twinge of concern he was suppose to feel being as he grew up with them. Either way, he didn't like being not told. "Who is this Mazuke?" Dasaura was now snarling and glaring at Hela.

Hela rolled her eyes, "My older brother. We sent him to take your sister's virginity two weeks ago… forcefully." Hela glanced at Dasaura, "Didn't you notice the change?" Hela wandered if her brother was really forceful at all.

Dasaura thought back, "She was more reserved and down." Dasaura mumbled. Trisha grinned wickedly but Hela was still suspicious. Dasaura sighed and frowned, Trisha's laugh was already becoming irksome. Best he stay away from her.

Trisha was still smiling, "Perfect. We will have her. If that goes as planned than you two will be in the lap of luxury of utmost royalty in no time." Trisha sighed as she fantasized about Sesshomaru and how she'd get him to willingly be her mate. She knew he didn't want to be her mate. That would all change soon if Trisha had any say in it. Who was he to deny her his love and her rightful title as the Western Land's Lady and Sesshomaru's beloved mate?

Dasaura was thinking along the same lines, "My father would never settle with you." Dasaura spoke bluntly and Hela glanced at him in irritation and Trisha threw him and icy glare. Dasaura was not effected, having Sesshomaru as a father made him immune to any glare that dared venture into the category of cold or deadly.

"I know that, fool!" Trisha hissed, making Dasaura glare at her with enough power behind it to make Trisha shrink in fear on the inside. "I know a perfect way. I shall capture your mother. I will put her in a semi-dead state. She'd still live but will be unconscious. I shall hang her from the ceiling of my dungeon." Trisha smirked at her plan. "I shall make her feel everlasting pain."

Dasaura eyes narrowed into slits and he flexed his claws, "That I will not allow. Despite my break from my pack, I shall not allow you to harm the very female that gave me life." Dasaura always had a soft spot for his mother. When he use to be the outcast (because he caused far too much havoc) he'd run home and leap in his mother's arms and cry while she purred and let him bathe with her. Kagome truly looked out for each of her pups, but seeing Dasaura was such a trouble maker she had to comfort him whenever others got mad at his rather nerve wrecking antics.

Trisha snarled, she would have enjoyed having tortured the miko who took her love, but right now she needed Dasaura on her side. "Fine. If you insist." Trisha snorted in utter annoyance.

Naomi wandered the forest endlessly. She wondered idly if Mazuke new she was gone, and if he did had he still cared. Their argument brought tears to her eyes. She wished it never happened and she could take it all back. In truth Naomi was feeling scared. She was afraid and she was pregnant but she was determined to have their pup and raise it right. She severely hoped nothing would go wrong in her pregnancy that would be half the time of a humans. She was already showing and it was a miracle Mazuke hadn't notice. It wasn't until she had been left alone did she realize, I don't think I'm ready to do this on my own. She wasn't afraid she couldn't protect her pup, she would fight fiercely until her very last breath, until her last heartbeat. She as afraid she'd be too horrible of a mother, what she'd say when the pup asked of its father, and then how would she provide for her pup by her lonesome.

It devastated her inwardly that she might not see Mazuke again, though she didn't admit it out loud. She rubbed the steadily growing bulge that her belly carried.

She wanted to find somewhere stable. She can get a job, a home, and some training from somewhere. The best she knew as a village but it was like two villages away. She refused to be weak and powerless while she had a pup. If there come a time that she had to fight to the death, her enemy wasn't going to get let off easily.

Naomi walked with her head held high. Ready to face the world and beyond. The small village she was going to was about three miles from here. All Naomi had was a bag with a small supply off foods, lots of money for more food, and two kimonos and a soft blanket that Mazuke had favored in her room. As she walked she collected the common ingredients it took to keep the mating pains of being separated and the effects such as mind readings and all that away.

As she walked she figured she'd make it once she settled down later. It was early morning and she had yet to run into any problems. She made sure the crescent moon on her head, signifying her as the Princess of the Western Lands, was concealed and she had had her mother put a spell on her, making her aura be one of normality instead of royalty. Her kimonos was plain as well and her hair put up in loose bun. All things signifying her as royalty was gone. It would do no good for someone to recognize her and word gets back to her father that his pregnant daughter was wandering the lands.

Naomi knew that the added pregnancy could work in her favor. No one would believe her to be the princess and she was swollen with a pup and they had not heard of her mating or her even loosing her virginity.

It was all good, but Naomi still wished someone was walking alongside of her. Telling her she was doing the right thing. Am I doing the right thing? Running away from Mazuke and my family when many are after our heads? Naomi questioned inwardly. She shook it off, no, she as doing the right thing and she knew it. Even if her gut twisted and turned telling her she wasn't. Even if her beast was growing more ad more depressed over this and wouldn't even acknowledge Naomi anymore. She was doing what was best in her mind.

Not long later she saw the village up ahead. It was full of humans and probably a few demons. When she entered stares were of her remarkable beauty. It made human males get horny. Only the most perverted ones still had erections even after seeing the bulge in her belly. Naomi as slightly uncomfortable but knew she could defend herself when it came to a bunch of human males. She might have been weak in the eyes of a youkai but she was still deadly in the eyes of a human and she took pride in knowing so.

Naomi watched as many ceased movement and jealous stares were sent her way. Naomi did not fret, however, it was their problem and she wasn't looking for a lover. She was carrying and pup and still wasn't sure if she had gotten over her last lover and if she will.

Naomi could only envy a small human child walking between and man and woman joyfully. The man holding the woman's waist as they walked. He even stopped and crouch down and told the girl something that her squealing with glee.

Naomi looked down at her belly, she felt sad that she wouldn't be able to provide that luxury. The luxury of knowing ad loving their father. Naomi felt her eyes tear up but blinked it away and kept going. The village was lively and cheered Naomi up a little.

There was a crowd forming in the middle of the village. Curious, Naomi went to see what had the humans so quiet and swaying side from side. As she approached the crowd heavenly music reached her keen ears. Naomi gasped, surely it must be a demon playing such a relaxing song. She pushed gently through the crowd only to find a human girl sitting upon an empty barrel crossed legged playing a ukulele gently as she sung in words that weren't a language, it just went along with the tune. Her black hair was

Her voice carried above three little girls behind her, their eyes closed as they smiled warmly. The only part that was heard from them and in Japanese was probably a part in the chorus where they'd sing in soft voices 'I'll be there' and the one playing the ukulele voice was cut in with a sweet loud and clear voice saying 'soon' and she carried that word gloriously. Then all four would carry the word 'yeah'. It was soothing a relaxing to the ears. The three girls were either saying 'oh' after every language less verse or saying something that no one would ever understand.

When Naomi first heard it she pulled her hand up a brushed hair covering the right side of her face behind her ear and her eyes were closed. Naomi watched her glance up at the crowd. Her eyes were blind, Naomi immediately noticed they were grey and beautiful blind eyes. A smile was one her ace, gently and caressing.

Naomi thought the song was about them finding peace of some sort, at least that's what she thought by that verse and how they said it. It sure did bring peace to Naomi's soul to hear them sing.

She reached in her bag and pulled out a bag of coins and tossed it near the girl playing the instruments feet. She found it small, but the other humans gasped at the amount. As I the girl could see it she shifted her head towards Naomi and got a grateful smile.

When the song was over people burst into cheers and hoots. Naomi hadn't noticed nearly all the people in this large village had come to listen. They left coins for the three blind girls, one of the ones in the background was a boy.

Naomi noticed a greedy thief out the corner of her eye reaching to picked up the bag she had thrown down full of money. Naomi zapped him with purifying power that really felt uncomfortable rather than painful. The thief glared and grumbled as Naomi narrowed her eyes. He walked away when Naomi flexed her claws. Soon everyone cleared away.

They picked up the coins and put it in a empty sack. With voices like they have, Naomi wandered why they didn't have a sack full. If not from the crowd just now than from traveling.

They got up and began to pick up coin by coin as if they weren't blind at all. Naomi walked forward, "You have beautiful voices. I can't help but wander why you all rich." Naomi knew many would love them to perform.

The eldest, the one who played the ukulele, smiled gingerly, "We usually never perform. This wasn't even a performance. We just sat here and played to keep our spirits up. People just came and gave us money. We aren't street performers." She said in a soft, wise voice that one usually wouldn't find in a young one who looked about sixteen years old.

Naomi nodded, "Well, you have beautiful voices. Where do you live?"

The girl smiled at the compliment, "We live anywhere. We travel a lot. Our people our quite nomadic but travel in groups. All of them are blind. We have different small, insignificant tribes. Ours were killed and we escaped, we continue our nomadic ways." She looked at her two sisters and brother stood by our side, "Our tribes were thought to be spirits. During our travels we'd sing together. Many called it the Songs of Blessings. Some say after you hear our chants, you have good luck coming their way. Many of our tribes died over the centuries. So… there are about two left. Many has tried to capture us and make us sing our good luck onto them. Still do. All this attention we got today is bad. So we have to leave… tonight." The girl voice was soft spoken and tinged with nervousness and fear.

Naomi quirked a brow, "I'll let you in on a little secret." Naomi bent down and their blinds eyes stared up at her, "I'm the Princess of the Western Lands. Yesterday I ran away because I was pregnant due to rape and no one knows but my mother and my sick nanny. No one else knows. But if you want, I'll protect you with all my might." Naomi stood tall. She might not have been that strong, but she wanted to help them.

The eldest quirked her head to the side, "For what price?" She asked suspiciously.

Naomi smiled, "Hmm… keep me company…? I really don't want to go through this pregnancy alone." Naomi admitted. There, she said it. Though she wished it was Mazuke with her, she was content in letting them travel along.

The youngest, a girl who's back hair had streaks of dark purple in it, tugged her sister's clothing, "I think it's a good idea." Her voice was squeaky like a mouse and oh so adorable. The other two siblings nodded in agreement. The eldest sighed and smiled.

"Of course."

Naomi nodded, "Let's find an inn, get bathed, and go a little shopping, I've been meaning to find some maternity kimonos. She at least wanted to buy some for later when she got bigger, which would be soon.

The girls nodded and the boy just tilted his head to the side slightly. The eldest spoke up once more, "My name is Zuzu. My little sister Acara, other little sister Dena, and little brother Newmaki." She introduced and they headed off towards a nearby inn.

MORE IS TO COME! SORRY FOR THE GRAMMER MISTAKES AND SPELLING TOO!