Ah you'll all hate me even more for this chapter. Mercy… remember mercy?
I keep getting asked about how things will turn out, when Naraku will make his move, is Shippou actually dead. I'm not revealing any of these things to you, or it will ruin the surprises. Have patience.
I was also asked what had happened to Sango, Kirara, and Miroku. Honestly… did you skip and entire chapter… the one entitled 'Grievous Partings'? They are all dead! And so is her grandfather for those of you who have been skipping chapters.
So… here we go with the chapter you will all probably hate. Come on… don't be closed minded. The world has its ups and downs… good and bad. Shit happens right? Remember that while you read.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha X 2 (because I forgot to put one in last chapter).
Shattered
Waking to an empty bed, Kagome was somewhat reluctant to rise. She did not want to move at all, never mind get up and find Sesshomaru. She was sore, and worn out from having to heal herself repeatedly.
After what had to have been the fifth time, she had begun to adapt to the painful manner in which her lover would brand her. Pain meshed with pleasure, creating an erotic blend that made her tingle to think about.
During what she guessed was her seventh climax, she decided that she was growing sick of gritting her teeth, and instead lodged them into Sesshomaru's shoulder, which earned her a loud moan.
He had enjoyed that thoroughly, for he promptly rewarded her with a hard spank and a vicious kiss. It had been, to say the least, an interesting if not slightly frightening night.
Outside, the courtyard was bustling with life, from the birds that made their homes amongst the branches of the towering redwood and oak, to the servants performing their daily duties. The small, human girl called Rin was currently following one of said servants, pointing to one thing or another in childish wonder.
The sun perforated the vast blue canvas of sky with its brilliant shine, the hills below littered with greenery, pockmarked with the odd lake or spring or clearing. Across the seemingly endless blanket of green, a few, much taller trees pierced the rolling canopy, jutting upward and standing out with their slightly yellow tinge. The fall season was nearly upon them, and the few, lofty oak that proliferated over the lands were some of the first to change their shade from a blossoming jade to a brilliant golden hue.
Inhaling the crisp, late-summer air, Kagome spotted her clothing folded neatly on the vanity. Hurriedly throwing them on, she quickly straightened herself out, noting the aroma of lilacs and pine needles scented the freshly pressed garb. One of the servants must have had it cleaned.
Dashing out of the room, she trailed the halls until she came upon the youkai she had been seeking. He was in his study, flipping through some of the many scrolls that were littered across his desk. Approaching him with a slight bounce in her step, Kagome scurried up to stand next to him. When he turned to look down at her, she gave him a brilliant yet shy smile.
Not bothering to smile back, the demon Lord turned back to what he had been doing a moment ago, demeanor cold as ice.
Shrugging it off, figuring he was simply acting like Sesshomaru, Kagome asked in a sing-song voice, "So are we heading back out today?"
"If all goes as planned," was all he said in return.
"Well…" she began somewhat nervously, noticing that he seemed rather distant this morning, Kagome inquired, "I see you're busy. Is there something I can do until we leave?"
Snorting lightly, the haughty western Lord retorted in an indifferent tone, "What you do is not my concern, woman, just be sure to stay out of my way."
Hurt by his cruel and biting comment, Kagome huffed indignantly, "You sure are grumpy this morning. Perhaps you should have slept a while longer."
Growling, the silver haired inu youkai turned narrowed eyes on her while hissing, "I thought I made it perfectly clear that I don't want you in my way. Is that too much for your pitiful ningen brain to process?"
Growling back, Kagome stomped her foot angrily and shouted, "Why are you being such an asshole all of a sudden?"
"In case you have failed to perceive, wench, this Sesshomaru prefers solitude as opposed to being in the company of others… especially when that other is an annoying human whelp!"
Hand trembling in mid air, just above her shattered heart, Kagome whispered, "Is that what you think of me? That I'm nothing but an annoying, human whelp?"
"That is what I said, woman," Sesshomaru mocked.
"But… I thought I meant more to you… I mean… last night-"
"Last night," Sesshomaru interrupted while approaching her, "we rutted. I needed release, and you just so happened to be there. This Sesshomaru will not lie, little onna, he has craved you for quite some time. Now that he has had you, his curiosity is sated. I must say, young one, for someone so inexperienced, you certainly were worth the wait."
"A free fuck, that's what I was to you? I gave you my virginity you bastard!" Kagome fumed, tears pouring down her flushed cheeks.
Smirking cruelly, the amber eyed demon lifted a clawed hand to wipe away a tear just as it dangled from her chin. "Indeed you did, wench. Next time, perhaps you should be more careful as to who you bed. Honestly, woman, are you so deluded that you actually assumed I had feelings for you?"
When she did not reply, his wicked grin grew. "Oh, how sweet, the tragic miko falls for the western Lord. You're pitiful… just like the rest of your kind."
Slapping his hand away, Kagome steeled herself, hard eyes staring directly into Sesshomaru's.
Her icy glare rivaled even his own, and he was shocked to find such hate in her eyes. Did she truly hate him? 'It is to be expected, fool,' his subconscious chided. 'You did, after all, rob her of her innocence and dignity.' The fact bothered him greatly, ate away at his insides like the corroding acid of his claws would chew through his prey. The priestess who was known for her loving, selfless compassion hated him. The woman who he secretly cared for… hated him.
"You don't have to come."
Knowing she spoke of the hunt for the remaining shards, he remarked, "Nonsense, I gave you my word. I shall continue to aid you in your hunt, my honor demands as much."
Laughing coldly, Kagome spat, "Honor? You rob an innocent woman of her purity, knowing fully well that she believed it to be more than a one night stand, and you actually have the gall to stand here, look me in the eyes and speak of honor, you hypocritical, implausible fuck?!"
Growling in a warning tone, Sesshomaru advanced another step.
Instead of retreating, as she normally would have, Kagome barreled head first into his challenge and stepped forth, coming chin to chest with the demon.
Before he had a chance to respond, she hissed venomously, "When I said you didn't have to come, it wasn't an option. I don't give a flying fuck about your honor. I refuse to travel with the likes of you!"
With that she spit in his face and turned, storming out of the room. Just as she made to shove the door aside, she paused, her frame going completely still before beginning to tremble.
He heard her strangled sob, saw her turn her head to stare at him over her shoulder. He saw the lone tear that crept down her cheek, and it crushed him.
"I hope you're happy," she whispered in a tone so quiet that she herself almost missed it. She knew, however, that he could hear every word she spoke, and so she continued, "I hope you're proud, knowing that you've completely destroyed me. If this was all some sick game, Sesshomaru, you win; I just hope it was worth it."
Her words chipped away at his heart, splinters of pain burrowing deep into his flesh as she crumbled before him. Her soft, pale face was red with anger and sorrow, her lips quivering, eyes filled to the brim with unshed tears of defeat.
She laughed bitterly then, a sound that did not suit the young, pure miko, and he felt himself shudder. She sounded so hollow.
"You know," she began, "you are just like Inuyasha."
Normally, such a comment would have thrown him into an inescapable fit of rage. Now he simply stood and allowed the words to sink in. What frightened and sickened him the most was the truth behind her words. He was like his pathetic half-breed brother. He, the great Sesshomaru of the western lands, was no better than a hanyou. He had used her, not in the same way Inuyasha had, but in his own selfish manner. Bitter loathing bubbled up in his being; a loathing purely and solely directed at him self.
"Goodbye."
The tiny, almost inaudible word broke all train of his thought, and everything went deadly silent. The echoing thunder of his study doors closing came next and he threw his hands over his ears as a loud, wailing screech pierced his conscience. It continued, the high, constant pitch stabbing into his brain. He felt as if his ears would bleed. He could not think, or reason, all he could do was sink to the floor as the weight of what he had done hit him with its full force, bringing tears to his eyes.
A flicker of silver caught his attention, and he looked downward. On the floor, not three feet from him, was the necklace he had given her. Teeth clenching in anguish, he whispered brokenly, "Come back."
Kagome held her head high, chin jutting upward even as tears of broken sorrow cascaded down her blotchy face. Bow slung over her shoulder, the Faia Enko and quiver resting against her back, she trekked to the west, where the last shard remained. This time, she would not allow the crafty shadow youkai to escape. 'It will be simple,' she assured herself, 'all I have to do is imagine its Sesshomaru. Then I'll have no problem chopping his head off.'
She had been deceived for the last time. Never again would she allow a man near her heart. She would continue to aid all those in need, but as for love… she didn't even know if she had the strength to attempt it.
The sun continued to shine, and a slight frown marred her smooth, pink lips. The bright face of the ageless orb shone its light on all around her, and yet she felt terribly cold. 'It's as though it's mocking me,' she mused sadly. There had been a time when the world would mourn with her. When she was sad, the day would become cool and dreary, when she was happy, it was reflected in the clear, spotless blue sky. Now, however, it was as though the world had forgotten her, left her behind and continued to function without her. 'Just like Sesshomaru,' she realized.
Shaking her head, she kept on, not willing to let herself be distracted by her folly. She had made a grievous mistake, but she would learn from it. 'No wonder he blocks himself off from everything,' she thought to herself, 'That way…he can't get hurt.'
Wahhhhh… so sad! I cry sometimes when I read this part. Yeah I'm a suck, leave me alone. Poor Kagome… that girl has rotten luck, doesn't she? Will things get better? Only time can tell.
At least we know he regrets it… right? And I know it was a dick move for him but a lot of people do the same thing. They don't realize what a good thing is until it's gone. Maybe he'll fix things. Maybe he won't.
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