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Your Lady Fractured Moonlight

Summary: Sesshomaru has lived centuries without the one thing he desires the most only to have her return with no memory of him or the life they had known. Can he accept her as he had once or will everything be lost to time once more? Will she love the beast within the man as she once had in a time lost to her? Will they learn to love or will their love vanish as though it had never been? Read and discover the untold story between Sesshomaru and Kagome and you might discover a love that can span the centuries!

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Moonlight's Embrace

Chapter 25

For the most part as Kaminari made her way throughout the darkened passageways with a semi-conscious Ayumu draped over her shoulders. Occasionally extending her senses beyond that of her basic ranges for any indication of discovery but as it had been from the beginning nothing could be found. It seemed dead, detached, even for this hell.

"Can you walk?" she prodded softly silently praying that he could.

"Y-yes." he replied with a voice sounding choked and horse from days of being deprived of vital nourishment.

Ayumu fell into silence as Kaminari aided him in righting his body against the stone halls belonging to that of the dungeons. For him it was something of a habit he easily fell into around this place, around a place that had been his prison for well over three hundred years. For him just stepping within the threshold of Katsurou's terrain was like stepping back behind the heavy of veil of Katsurou's control.

Sighing his eyes slid opened to stare at the woman who had risked so much to save someone so unworthy. Someone who he himself detested for falling for Katsurou's lies and mind tricks. Someone who had so easily forgotten everything the most important person in his world.

"HANA!" he growled suddenly his ill prepared body lurching forward suddenly protesting against the movement. "THEY TOOK HANA!"

"DO YOU WANT US TO BE DISCOVERED!" She growled bracing her hands against his biceps and forcing him back against the wall. "It is a miracle that we have made it this far Ayumu do not waste our good fortune." she bit out her violet eyes flashing red for an ill contained moment.

Growling he had to agree with her wisdom in this instance. An instance that ended as her fingers removed themselves from his person to right the torn kimono that had slid from it's place to reveal a deep serrated gash that had yet to heal properly. She must have caught his staring for her eyes locked on his with a sudden sadness as the sleeve covered the sight that held his eyes so transfixed.

"Don't look at me like that," she whispered softly averting her gaze. "We both know the hells he unleashes upon the strong one's. Those who have a life and a love worth fighting for. If anything I am the one who owes you the apology for it was I who brought you here, who tore you from your life. It was I who allowed him to wreak his vengeance upon you, to fill your head with visions that seem so real you feel every pain he inflicts upon those you love allowing every horrific moment stretches on for eternities in endless detail. As if the very thing you fear is happening before you."

Ayumu knew in that moment that she was also referring to herself and the pains she had not been able to share with anyone for so long it seemed as if three eternities had passed her over. He knew what that felt like, to be in that position, he knew because he had been there just as trapped as she.

His eyes closed as he remembered the tortures Katsurou and his men would inflict time and time again, so many tortures that each moment bled into the next crazed blood thirsty session. Each one slashing and gutting at him pleading smugly for him to surrender and the pain would end. A warning he wouldn't head, he had a life to return to, a woman who needed him. A woman who had been his will to live. And so he remained for weeks on end, chained and violated until Katsurou's perverse pleasures escalated.

The blood that coated the walls and floors in a thick sticky mass that left nothing untouched no longer seemed to please him and thus found a new way. A way that did not involve the claws that he could still feel tearing into his flesh. A way that did not involve their rough hands violating his sex. No Katsurou's new toy was far worse.

He remembered the day he brought in his new telepath. A demon with no face to speak of and little body to mention. But with a power that would cause even the strongest of yokai to cave to it's images that flashed in relentless torrents.

"Come," she stated suddenly snapping the breathless ookami out of his thoughts. "We should leave before we are discovered."

The fears that plagued the lady of the eastern lands were great and numerous to be sure. She couldn't be certain if the torturous images that swam beneath the surface of her conscious mind could be trusted, at least not to any great extent. Mikazuki sighed heavily as the heavy door was drawn and the scent of a female half-demon came to her attention. Turning she bore the warmest of smiles towards the coral hanyo and beckoned her inside.

"Forgive me, Mijun my thoughts have run away with me again."

"It still appears to be a habit you and Kagome both share." Mijun replied trying to hide her smirk behind her sleeve. An effort that was less then effective.

"Yes it would appear." she laughed softly before composing herself. "But that is not why I asked you here."

"I didn't think so," she sighed heavily her cherry eyes sliding closed before locking onto gems of silver. "So why did you send for me?" Judging from the warm smile that lit her lady's eyes she already knew the answer.

"Judging from the blush that taints your cheeks you already know the answer."

"You can't be serious!" Mijun nearly shrieked bolting out of the chair she had occupied only a moment ago to turn away from the suffocating air that suddenly snuffed the life out of the room. "He doesn't even now who I am!"

"There is much of his childhood that is easy for him to forget, especially when one considers the cruelty of it."

"I was there," she sighed as a shiver ran down her spine. "But," her voice hardened and her eyes snapped open locking onto those of the ookami. "Unfortunately for me I don't have the luxury of forgetting."

"Don't think that forgetting is an easy task for anyone to accomplish much less those with hearts resembling those of the Taisho brothers." she sighed rising slowly. "Mijun I know you and your heart and all I am asking you to do is trust me and follow it!"

Mijun left with her words following her. She couldn't believe that she was even considering her crazed proposal. Stay in the palace and follow her heart. Did she suddenly loose her sanity upon her daughter's return? That had to be given the surreal aspect of it all.

She nearly growled at herself as her body crashed into that of another. Pulling back her cherry eyes ran along the red haori towards the face that been the only kindness she could remember having in her childhood. She drew back further as their eyes locked and his expression could be read.

"I'm sorry." she whispered softly averting her eyes the moment she moved to slip past him. A move that was intercepted by a rough clawed hand that if it had it's way would condemn her to remain where she was. "Don't make me do this Inuyasha." she whispered softly daring to meet his gaze for a fleeting moment.

"So you are that Mijun." he sighed his grip tightening.

"Don't say my name as though you remember our promise, alright. It was a long time ago back when we were children and I don't exactly plan on forcing you to uphold it." the pain in her voice was almost intolerable for him though he knew not why. He wanted to say something, to say anything, a simple word even to ease her pain but could find nothing adequately decent to say before they were interrupted.

"Forgive me, my lord but I was sent to retrieve you." Inuyasha's eyes widened as they locked upon the face of the mizu demon that had led him to his bedchamber the night before but for the life of him couldn't remember his name. "I didn't know you were entertaining company."

"That's alright Hotoshi, I was just leaving." Mijun supplied as her slender wrist slipped from the male hanyo's grasp before slipping easily down the dark hallway almost unnoticed save for the two sets of eyes that watched with interest.

"STAND UP!" Sesshomaru commanded Kagome for the third time in as many seconds if that. A command Kagome wasn't even sure she could grant unless it was an absolute vital necessity for her to do so. And even then she doubted her skill.

"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? KILL ME!" she accused from her breathless position at his feet.

"I'M," he yelled before quickly composing himself. "Just trying to awaken the skills your body already possesses even if your mind has yet to remember."

"Yes well thank-you very much for your thoughtfulness on the subject but I think I'll pull through especially considering I survived last night." she bit out accepting the clawed hand that was offered to her.

"Tomorrow I will not be as lenient." he warned helping the exhausted female to right herself.

"Ha," she snorted. "You don't know the meaning of the word." she stated brushing past him towards the springs and the change of attire she so desperately craved never seeing the smirk that crossed her lover's lips.

Sesshomaru had to admit that seeing Kagome whole had somehow restored a piece of him that he thought lost forever. But how she changed things with just a look, a smile, a wave of her hand. Nearly laughing he followed suit after all mating season was far from over.

Hisako had been rather fond of the prospect of enjoying a night or two immersed in a good book. In fact upon arriving the library had been the first place she had wanted to seek out but then her plans detoured when the little Rin invited her to play. An invite that even the child knew she could never pass up. Smiling she put the thought aside to shuffle through a rather large selections of titles that all had them same aura of boredom around them. An air that frustrated her to her no end until an all to familiar sensation ran up her spine forcing a scream to tear from her throat.

A scream that forced Seiichi to abandoned his kata in mid swing opting instead to turn towards the palace. A scream that allowed him little patience if any for ceremony as the glass windows to the library shattered beneath his weight. Within moment's he was by her side as she lay crumpled on the floor, her claws trying in vain to stop the flow of blood from an injury he couldn't see the forgotten book just centimeters away from her free clawed hand.

Growling angrily he knelt beside her allowing his eyes to close for the briefest of moments barely catching her barely audible call for their mother.

Sakaurako's eyes widened as her cup slipped through her fingertips to crash upon the wooden table in front of her spraying glass shards in opposing directions.

"Hisako," she breathed her eyes loosing colour for the briefest of moments as she rose to her feet.

In the bathhouse Sesshomaru was content to watch a nude Kagome struggle to get back into the sakura kimono she so adored. At least he was until Sakurako's panicked thought's reached him with a dizzying furry. Something was wrong, he could feel it and it weakened him almost to the point of collapse.

"Sesshomaru what is it?" she asked reaching his side and offering what little support she could for one of his size and build.

"Sakurako," he bit out roughly. "She's not making much sense." he growled in a frustration that only confused his mate who quickly remembered it was a part of their connection. Twins can often feel their others pains but in this case it was so much more then humans could comprehend. "I need to get to her."

Kagome did her best to aid him in dressing which thankfully he had done most of even if he had only bothered to dress himself in loose pair of deep gray hakama which left only the untied singular haori. Once finished she couldn't help but notice the paleness of his skin and the markings that adorned them. It worried her, but knew nothing could be done for him save one. Sighing she threw his arm over her shoulder preparing to brace herself for his weight only to have him pull away.

"The thought is very much appreciated but you do not possess the strength to support my weight."

"But-" she protested before being cut off by him once again.

"It is already passing, it will not be long before my body is my own." he concluded his suddenly pale eyes locking with hers.

"If you're sure." she squeaked sharply as his arms wrapped around her petite waist and they left the closed spring only to be overwhelmed by the smell of blood. A scent Kagome knew she should recognize. Suddenly her eyes widened as the knowledge sank in and she pried herself away from Sesshomaru's protective fingers.

She couldn't stop her foot's hasty progression towards the library nor the way in which her fingers threw open the door. Her heart had not prepared for the image that met her eyes as the girl she had met for the second time only hours ago bleed out from wounds that had no apparent source. Weakened greatly with emotion her body sank against the door as Seiichi moved to pull his sisters body closer.

She didn't see Sesshomaru slip past her to survey the girl up close nor did she see him move to offer words of comfort to Sakurako. All she felt was her pain. So acute it threatened to destroy her when she felt him. Faint as it was he was out there controlling this from behind the scenes.

She couldn't stop her eyes from bleeding red as the rains began to fall without sympathy bleeding his scent clean from the surrounding area. Blinding all to him but her. So this was a part of his plan, to tear into her life again by taking yet another life that bore value to her. But not tonight. Her life would not bleed dry from her body while she still held will to stop him.

Without thinking she tore onto the grounds ignoring his calls for her to cease this. A call she couldn't head as in this moment he had forgotten her innate abilities. She paused in her stride for the moment it took for her to locate the cloaked shadow just beyond the trees whose eyes locked with hers before he took leave.

"Oh no you don't, not tonight!" she growled fiercely as she followed suit taking advantage of her familiar surroundings. Within moment's she had him cornered, within moments she sunk her claws into his flesh tearing into him without mercy. She almost relished in the silent scream that tore from his lips calling for his master as his life left his body and his blood stained the earth beneath him.

Smirking she allowed him to fall but not before her ears pressed against his own. Her father still held control of this vessel that much was clear from the still liquid crimson that distorted the clearness of his eyes natural colour.

"You will have no further part of me," She whispered allowing her words to carry over to her father's knowing ears. "You will not take my mate, my kin, nothing for two moon's hence your blood shall coat my claws as payment for your sins." her eyes glew a slight crimson teal as silent tears began to fall down her cheeks. Tears that she herself had not seen nor did she care to acknowledge them. "If I were you I'd start running!" she growled throwing the body into the blood that stained the ground beneath them watching without much care as his eyes drained of their life and her father's control.

She didn't see Sesshomaru come up behind her. She barely felt his arms encircle her pulling her against him and away from her instinctive actions. She barely registered that she was back within Miwako's gates at all until he demanded that her eyes meet his. That's when things grew complicated. At least they did for her.

Her eyes turned towards her clawed fingers now stained in blood before realizing that the whole face of her kimono was also sullied beyond repair as she drew away from the being who loved her more then even she knew. Her eyes brimmed with tears as they balled into fists, her head thrusting towards the sky ignoring the rain that blinded her vision.

"DO YOU HEAR ME!" she growled. "YOU WILL TAKE NO FURTHER PART OF ME!" she howled in rage towards the moon allowing him to hold her. Allowing his face to bury within her neck as a means or rather a way of comfort. A comfort that wasn't nearly as effective as it would've been had the situation been anything other then what it was.

"S-sesshomaru I," her eyes turned up to meet his as if acknowledging his presence for the first time.

"It is alright Kagome I'm not going anywhere." he stated acknowledging a fear he had seen flash momentarily behind her eyes before they closed and her body fell against his. Pride filled him at her actions but her pain in doing so stilled it's bloom. Even now that she was unconscious he had to admit that it was something to see the rage that consumed her for the fleeting moments her claws tore at him. She had had more then enough of his years of torment and so had he.

But as they turned towards the castle something other then the blood that caked her skin and hair put a pause in his step. His eyes widened to nothing more then thin slits as they surveyed the form he held close to him. Scanning every inch of her, his breath hitching as they did, before settling on the fabric that clothed her abdomen. 'Not now,' he cursed. 'Kami not now.'

Authour's Note: Alright here we go with the latest chapter. I do appologize for the delay both my kittens died recently and it's been really hectic around my house. Anywho I tried to accomadate those of you who wanted to see Kagome kick some ass, I'm sorry it's not a lot of it but she does at least kill one of her father's messengers. We now have more information behind Ayumu forgetting about Hana. We know now that their a history between Inuyasha and Mijun though it's brief. So alot happens in this chapter. I hope it makes sense but either way bring on the reveiws.

As always,

Your Lady Fractured Moonlight