Summary: It's time for the final battle, and Kagura is there to fight with them all. The question remains, though, of how she will use her freedom afterwards, if they make it out of here. SessKagu.
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Hers
She was standing there, right by his side, during the final battle. She was complaining, of course, but he could tell there was fear in her voice and in her attitude as she fought just as hard as anyone else, although she did her best not to show it.
No one knew what would happen, once Naraku would be defeated. Would she survive it? She was her own person, with her own existence, and yet she doubted it. She was still a part of him, no matter how much it disgusted her. She was the last of her kind, too, in a way, as she had told them, a bit contemptuous, that Byakuya wasn't independent enough to be considered a 'person'.
Naraku hadn't reproduced his mistake. She and Kanna had been early creations, and they had been much more than they should have.
Kanna. The real, the main reason why Kagura was fighting now. She could have been away, in the wind, free, but no, the memory of the girl, of her sister, kept weighing her down.
She'd get revenge for her, even if it was the last thing she did.
When Naraku fell, there was a second when she held her breath, and even if Sesshomaru didn't say a word, barely even glanced in her direction, for just one second, if not less, an emotion that was completely new to him crept in his heart. He recognized it a little too late, with some mild surprise and disgust.
Fear.
He had feared seeing her dying — or thinking she was dying — again. He had thought that this time, Tenseiga wouldn't be able to bring her back, no matter how long he had to fight the Underworld's demons for.
Last time, it had taken him days to bring her soul back from hell, as he refused to accept what was normally immutable. Sesshomaru had never been one to tolerate those sort of things. If there was a rule that stopped him from doing something, he'd change it, or he'd make it bend.
But he hadn't been able to bring Rin back a second time, and although he would probably have taken her body to his mother, to ask her to perform her magic once again, he hadn't been able to stop the feeling.
However Kagura started to laugh, and next thing she knew, she was flying in the air, an ecstatic look on her face as she rode the air, her arms open.
Soon, he wasn't able to see her anymore, and he frowned.
She was gone.
She was as free as the wind, as she had always wanted, and now she was gone, because there was nothing left tying her down to this place, to this world.
He didn't like that.
He watched, motionless, as his brother decided to go after the priestess, and decided he had done more than enough here.
It was time for him to go. He didn't have any intention of staying among humans longer than necessary. He considered for a second getting his revenge on the demon slayer who had tried to kill Rin, but decided to forget about it. There wasn't any point in it. The girl had nearly died, and it wasn't his business anymore.
He took a step to walk away, when a voice stopped him.
"Leaving already?" There was some amusement in her voice, as always a little deep for a woman, but very sultry as well.
He hadn't seen her coming back. Nor smelled her. He turned around, finding her perched on a rock, observing him. She grinned, identifying his silent and icy look as surprise. She was starting to know him.
"I got under the wind, so you wouldn't smell me," she said as though it was a wonderful joke. "I thought I'd at least said goodbye."
So she was leaving. He'd have rather she just did that, instead of dragging this on. He had no idea what this woman wanted, and truth be told, it was starting to get on his nerve, in a way few people could get away with without being killed. Yet, he felt no urge to kill her. He just looked at her. If she had something to say, she should just say it.
Understanding he wouldn't answer her, Kagura rolled her eyes. Yeah, okay, maybe she'd hoped he'd ask her not to. Oh well.
She took a step towards him, and, using her powers on the wind to levitate just high enough, ran her fingers on his cheeks, following his jaw, before kissing him in the most sensual way. She slid her tongue in his mouth, enjoying the taste of him, but enjoying even more the fact that he wasn't pushing her back. He wasn't particularly enthusiastic either, but it was still a victory.
Behind them, Jaken gasped, horrified. How did that woman, who wasn't even a— a real demon, dare touching Lord Sesshomaru?
Kagura went back on the ground and stepped back again, licking her lips smugly.
Sesshomaru's eyes were fixated on her, and she almost shivered when she noticed his dilated pupils.
"I'll be gone for a long time. Will you wait?"
Jaken shrieked, and practically fainted when his Lord didn't instantly put the woman in her place. Instead he kept observing her, like a cat after a mouse.
Although 'like a cat who'd fallen in love with a mouse' sounded a little more accurate.
"I won't forget you," he answered calmly.
Kagura grinned.
Next thing they knew, she was gone, high in the sky, on the wind.
She was free.
Sesshomaru watched her until she had disappeared.
It took her years to come back. She travelled through the entire world, stayed a few months in some places, mostly the ones that were far away from humans, and then went back to him.
He had been waiting. Not that he'd had any interest in anyone who would have made him want not to wait.
When she landed in front of him, he didn't seem surprised. He watched her intensely, and even though he didn't notice it, he was the one who took the first step towards her. She ran into his arms, almost desperately, and almost immediately, he lifted her in his arms. She was as light as a feather.
He walked to his castle, holding tightly against him.
She was there. Finally.
"Did you miss me?" Kagura whispered in his ear, a teasing echo in her voice.
He didn't answer that. But it was true, and they both knew it.