For one terrifying moment, everything in the household went silent and still. At least, everything and one with youkai senses. And even the humans, when her scream rent the air. And then the house, the shrine, was enveloped in yōki so strong, it was almost impossible to tell it was only coming from one demon, before several others joined it.
Sesshoumaru was out the door almost as quickly as he had entered it and he was begrudgingly grateful that the wolf was only a pace behind him, and his parents only a pace behind him. He wanted to kill the bastard that dare to lay a hand on her, wanted to bask in the scent of his terror and spill his blood all over the stark, age old stones of the shrine yard.
Kouga, for his part, was feeling just as vicious as Sesshoumaru, but not because of the pups. Kagome was his! Snarling, he kept as even a pace with Sesshoumaru as possible and only snarled further in frustration when they were all forced to come to a startling standstill at the bristling edges of a miko barrier.
In the center, Kagome was mostly crumpled on the ground, her side bloody and her heart beating slow, steady thumps. He had never been more grateful for that sound in his life. He turned his eyes to Jirōbō and had never wanted the blood of another creature on his hands more. "Jirōbō! You fucking bastard!"
Behind them all, Toga paled. He was of course concerned for the girl that would bear him grand pups, but his attention was all for the item shining brightly between their two hands.
"The Shikon no Tama."
Glancing at his first and only true mate, Toga nodded. The knowledge in her eyes did not surprise him, but the fear did. But it was only there for a moment before those mysterious violet eyes were as hidden as they usually were. "Yes. I haven't seen that since…
"Naraku."
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