A Demon Lord's Cry

by Kagome Yuki Niwa

His howls haunted his castle and with nothing to do, his subjects call upon Kagome to subdue their lord. Rin has died and her death causes Sesshoumaru to loose himself to his beast. While subduing the Western Lord, Kagome inadvertently binds herself to the taiyoukai, making herself Lady of the West, and suffers all the perks and downsides of being human royalty in a demonic court.

18. Wolf at the Door

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Genre

: Romance/Angst/Hurt

Pairing

: Sesshoumaru/Kagome

Summary

: Little Rin has died and Sesshoumaru doesn't know what to do. He loses himself to his beast, lost in emotions he hasn't felt in hundreds of years. Kagome is called to subdue the raging beast and in the process binds herself to the taiyoukai stronger than her bond with Inuyasha. With Sesshoumaru's subduing comes the price of being Lady of the West and with the title comes all the downsides and perks of being ningen royalty among a youkai court.

A Demon Lord's Cry
Chapter Eighteen: Wolf at the Door

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Cerdwin narrowed her eyes.

It would be a long day.

"I am here because Sesshoumaru-sama ordered it – not because I want to be." Cerdwin hissed angrily as she glared heavily at the miko, drumming her nails along the table top.

Kagome arched a brow, "Good – then we agree on something."

The mermaid scowled and murmured, "I wish we could agree on your demise."

Which wasn't a smart thing to say – nope, especially when the shadows seemed to darken in the room abruptly.

Cerdwin cast a nervous glance to one of the corners of the room when she felt youki ripple along her senses in an almost threatening manner. In the darkness of the morning she knew she wouldn't be able to see him if he didn't want to be seen. The bitch of the West was in front of her and none had been in the room upon entering however the moment she and the miko had begun their verbal spat the shadows seemed to suffocate her. She suppressed a shiver not wanting Kagome to see the way her guard affected her. It was an unsaid fact that Takeshi was right up there with Sesshoumaru, Akihiro, and Ichiro in power and was no doubt one of the top warriors in the Western Lands and at the beck and call of Kagome… he more than frightened the once goddess.

The darkness was meant to be feared.

As was the ocean… but even the ocean had its obsidian depths and even when she traversed its waters freely she was unable to see in the darkest waters.

Fear jolted through her as shadows crept along the walls like living tendrils.

She gazed at the miko and she seemed completely unaffected by what was occurring around her. Unaffected but not unaware with the way she furrowed her brows at Cerdwin. Kagome shook her head and without looking away from Cerdwin stated softly, "Takeshi." The shadows stopped moving and returned to their normal state as Takeshi appeared beside the ningen woman in a flush of darkness, crouched, head bowed. The glow of the fires highlighted the shadows and the darkness that he contained and Cerdwin watched – mouth dry.

"You called for me?" he inquired, voice smooth as silk and making things jerk lowly within Cerdwin's body.

Kagome turned to him then she offered him a light smile, "I can handle this." She murmured, "No worries!"

From beneath the shadows of his bangs Takeshi frowned and his emerald hues sharpened, "Pardon my intrusion then."

As soon as the words left his mouth a ripple of power shuddered through the room and its purity stifled the mermaid. She may not have been a youkai but she was still magical and magic affected every one. She fought not to take gasping breaths and run from the room as the spiritual pressure bore down upon her. She clenched her hands at her side as she glared at the woman before her. The miko – with her head cocked to the side, cerulean hues dark with an emotion that she couldn't quite name.

"I don't enjoy pain." Kagome stated gently, "Not mine and certainly not yours bur if I must, to succeed in this in this role, I will do what is necessary."

Choking as the pressure increased she gasped out, "What are you implying?"

"I will end you, Cerdwin-san. I will end you because you are a liability, a thorn in my side, and a future threat and youkai have a very 'take no prisoners' attitude." She informed her loftily. Though her tone was light Cerdwin picked up on the tightness in the corner of her eyes. She honestly didn't want to do this and the notion was shocking.

Cerdwin placed her hands on the table as she tightened them on the wood, splintering it in the process, "But not you."

Kagome shook her head, "I believe in chances and the benefit of the doubt and that is something Sesshoumaru-sama cannot change. I have my moments of practicality but I am first and foremost a miko and hurting people – even youkai – is not something I particularly enjoy doing." She was silent for a few moments and something dark slithered through her piercing gaze, "Unfortunately, this is a moment of practicality."

Had she been a lesser being Cerdwin would have screamed.

But she wasn't.

So she silently endured as the pressure increased.

Until finally… it all vanished and she was choking, gasping for breath.

"Cerdwin-san… I have been given permission to end you should I see fit." Kagome stated swiftly as she began to make a plate of food for herself, not once looking at the once goddess sitting in front of her bracing herself against the table. "I may not be the ideal Western Lady due to my humanity and lack of lineage but I have been taught and I have prospered. Be thankful my lessons have not killed my sense of mercy because as you well know… Sesshoumaru-sama has none." Cerdwin watched, obsidian eyes gleaming, as Kagome nibbled on a strawberry. "Don't test me, Cerdwin-san… you'll find it to be the last thing you ever do."

And then she ate her breakfast like nothing had ever occurred.

And the mer-woman didn't know whether to hate and fear her or to feel begrudging respect for the woman-child.

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Sweat glistened off pale flesh as the Western Lord dodged a well-aimed blow to his solar-plexus. He snorted as he leapt gracefully back and darted forward in the second that it took him to land. A clawed hand found his opponents arm and he gripped it, turning his body and bringing his opponent with him. Muscles flexed as he tossed the male into the opposite wall with enough force to shake the wall yet not bring it down. Golden irises glinted angrily as Ichiro pushed his crimson hair from his face. Sesshoumaru arched a silver brow as a breath of smoke slipped passed Ichiro's lips and without warning fire was exhaled from his mouth in an inferno.

It filled the room and made its way toward the Western Lord whose hands immediately grasped Tokijin. He brought forth the blade with enough time to ward of the fire. The aura from cursed blade created a shield around him as the fire enclosed on his form. Sweat glistened on his brow from the heat as he was encased in a ball of fire. He began to take steps forward until he was within reach of the other inu-youkai. Snarling he pressed one arm through the flames making no sound of pain although the flames burnt his flesh. Clawed finger tips gripped crimson hair and turned the head and pushed the head downward. As the flames touched the floor and exploded around him he leapt and aimed a well-placed kick to the other male's jaw. There was a pop as the jaw dislocated and Ichiro gripped it immediately attempting to push it back into place. Sesshoumaru used this moment of distraction and brought his blade to the back of the crimson inu-youkai's neck effectively ending the duel.

Ichiro grimaced, "Was that truly necessary, Sesshoumaru-sama?" he inquired as his jaw was set correctly.

Sesshoumaru sheathed Tokijin and arched a brow, "You attempted to burn me to a crisp, Ichiro – you are lucky you are alive."

Ichiro scowled but shrugged his shoulders, "Well – I did. But I knew you would make it out unscathed!"

Sesshoumaru flexed his burned hand and wiggled the clawed fingers as the blackened and flaking flesh made an odd crisping noise, "I do not believe this qualifies as unscathed."

Ichiro grimaced at the scent and scrunched his nose, "Stop wiggling it, Sesshoumaru-sama – it is most unappealing."

Sesshoumaru snorted, "And you are a warrior of my lands? Fought in countless major wars? Unbelievable." Sesshoumaru turned away as a maid scurried toward the duo with towels. The Western Lord began to wipe the sweat from his body, currently ignoring the burnt flesh.

Ichiro scowled, "Sometimes I wonder why - " the crimson inu stopped as narrowed golden hues toward the door in the direction of the main house. "Is that your miko?"

"She is not my miko – you say it as though she is a mate." He murmured half-heartedly in response, also turned toward the main house, "But yes – it is she."

Ichiro arched a brow, "I meant no offense – she's awfully… perky this morning."

Sesshoumaru picked at the burnt flesh of his hand through narrowed citrine hues, watching curiously as it flaked, "I do not believe I have ever been burned before." He muttered lightly to himself before turning his attention back to the other inu, "I imagine so – she is training with Cerdwin I have no doubt that Cerdwin gave her problems and the miko is displaying brute power in order to get her to show some respect."

Ichiro chuckled lightly as he turned from the main house, "Are you trying to get one of them killed?"

"No – but the miko would persevere if it came down to battle."

Ichiro looked doubtful as he patted the sweat from his body, "You forget just how strong she is." He murmured referring to Cerdwin.

Sesshoumaru gazed at him evenly, "You show too little faith in your Western Lady."

"And you show too much for she is still a child."

That said he bowed and left the room and Sesshoumaru watched him leave with something akin to recognition. Ichiro was there when the West fell. He was one of his father's oldest advisors and friends and he had been there when the world had fallen to chaos – enslaved by the ryuu that threatened his very existence. Sesshoumaru didn't know how the man had survived the brutality that had been given and shown to him but when he and Takeshi found him there had been not a trace of humanity left within him. He had fallen to his beast and was passed the point of no return yet somehow he had come back to himself and it was because of that Sesshoumaru found he had earned First Chair of the High Court and held nothing but the utmost respect for him.

He – like Himeno – occasionally spoke out of turn but he allowed it to slide.

He was turning from the opened shoji styled door when he saw a head of auburn hair bound inside. Stifling a sigh he watched as the kitsune kit ran up to him and sat on his hind legs and hands much like a wayward pup would do. His tail was wagging happily as his turquoise hues glowed, "Sesshoumaru-sama!" he called, practically vibrating with energy. He looked like he was on the verge of climbing his clothes to sit on his shoulders when Sesshoumaru glared.

"What have we discussed, kit?" Sesshoumaru inquired lightly though the threat was clear in his eyes.

Shippo gave a cheeky grin as he responded, "'Leaping before looking is fool-hardy for where you are leaping may not be the safest place'!" he recited to the older male. Sesshoumaru arched a brow as Shippo sighed, "And to 'ask permission before leaping onto a person'. But I am just so excited! Please! Please let me show you what I learned from Nalia-san!"

Sesshoumaru stared at the child and waited for him to begin fidgeting.

But he didn't and Sesshoumaru was almost disappointed.

There was only one other child that did not run in terror or allow fear to permeate their scent and it had been Rin. He remembered a time not even a month ago where the kit would have run for cover but there he was, looking up at him, excitement filling his features and… he just couldn't find it in him to say no to the child that reminded him so much of Rin.

So he bent forward and held his hand out.

The kit almost squealed in happiness and leapt into his hand. Shippo sat there as Sesshoumaru stood straight, holding the kit out in front of him on his palm.

"Show me what you have learned, kit." He intoned and Shippo nodded happily as lifted tiny palms outward.

Shippo's voice was soft and excited, "Don't be scared, Sesshoumaru-sama." Sesshoumaru arched a brow and was about to respond when the dojo fell to complete darkness. He waited a moment and then another. A moment more and the dojo exploded into color. Light blue, glowing out lines of butterflies fluttered around them in the darkness as children outlined in yellow ran about his feet giggling and laughing. Fish flew in the air and pink cat looking very much like the miko that was within his home and a red dog looking much like his hanyou brother argued and fought. Twinkling stars filled the darkness and cast the scene into night as flowers swayed within the wind.

Warriors fought in a corner while birds chirped as they flew around. He could feel the wind in the air and hear it in his ears as the grass swayed to and fro. Slowly the sights and sounds faded and the light returned to the dojo. Harsh breathing filled his ears and he looked at the kit his hands whom had an excited and satisfied smile on his lips.

"That was an illusion." He murmured softly to the child. Shippo nodded his head, eyes drooping.

"W-wasn't it great?" he inquired, energy exhausted.

Sesshoumaru was the type to give compliments where they were earned and he nodded his head, "It was very advanced for one so young. Have you showed your mother?"

Shippo shook his head sleepily, "Nah – I wanted to show you first."

And as the kitsune fell asleep in the palm of his hand and though he would never say it out loud… the action touched him. The fact that the kit had thought to show him first in his moment of excitement made a piece of him that was slowly but surely healing from the blow Rin's death had dealt it heal just a little more. Slowly he left the dojo as he tucked the kitsune into the crook of his arm and headed to the room the miko and child slept in together. His walk was slow, savoring the silence and the scent of child that he missed more than he cared to admit.

He entered the room knowing the miko was still with Cerdwin and walked to the bedding. He tucked the child in as he did with Rin on the occasions that she fell asleep in his office while he worked. Shippo curled into the blankets and sighed in contentment. Looking back on it Sesshoumaru didn't know what caused him to do what he did next but he brushed clawed fingertips along the child's forehead, smoothing back his bangs. Sesshoumaru jerked back like he had been burned on his unwounded hand and was gone in a matter of minutes, fleeing from the child that was so much like Rin in so many ways and yet so different.

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" – is not an easy task. These women have been around centuries and they have perfected the art of subterfuge. If you want to beat them at their own game it is best to be charming, engaging, but first and foremost… stupid."

Kagome arched a brow at Cerdwin, "Run that by me again." At the odd turn of phrase Cerdwin cast an inquiring look and Kagome sighed, "Say that once more."

"You must act simple, ningen." She informed her as she leaned over and bit into a grape. Kagome sometimes wondered where Sesshoumaru gathered the fruit that was so out of season as she looked at the mer-woman. "Think about it – if they find you simple then their tongues will be looser and they will not expect you to understand or even know the word subterfuge."

Though Kagome hated to admit it, she did not see a flaw in the plan. "I see your point."

"It is not to embarrass the Western Lady, I assure you but though Sesshoumaru-sama will not admit to it…" Cerdwin's dark brows were drawn downward as a scowl filled her lips, "We are in trouble. Fighting an unknown enemy is always dangerous."

And Kagome understood that. Fighting an enemy that they knew nothing about was a frightening aspect. How could they prepare for something that could change in a blink of an eye? The only person that they knew for sure was a problem was Naraku and even then… Naraku was a loose cannon and they could never pin down what exactly he was doing or thinking. Kagome looked over Cerdwin and despite their dislike for one another, Kagome knew that Cerdwin cared for the Western Lands though she would never be Western Lady and Kagome respected that. Rather than leave her in the dark she was trying to help her prepare the day ahead.

There was a clearing of a throat to her right and Kagome turned to Takeshi, "Yes, Takeshi?"

"If I may, Kagome-sama…" he inquired lightly and Kagome nodded for him to continue. "Do you honestly believe that will work Cerdwin-san?"

Cerdwin nodded her head, "I do. Most creatures look down upon ningen and see them as lesser – who are we to say otherwise? It would be most unusual if Sesshoumaru-sama were to land himself a powerful, intelligent, non-youkai hating miko, ne? Two out of three I could see but one that holds all the traits? I don't think so."

Takeshi nodded and turned to Kagome, "Could you do that Kagome-sama?"

The miko turned toward Takeshi with a bright and cheery smile, her cerulean hues somewhat foggy as she giggled lightly, "Huh? Do what Takeshi-san? I was thinking about how pretty the color fruits were!"

Takeshi blinked and tilted his head to the side curiously, "Kagome-sama?"

The fogginess cleared from her eyes as she winked at him, "Of course I can Takeshi." She turned to Cerdwin, "I believe that will be our best bet though I am very nervous."

Cerdwin shrugged, "If they catch on to what you are doing then slip into your normal roll. Don't try and keep the charade up and use all the tactics we discussed today. Be aware of your surroundings. Be wary of what you say. Lastly…" Cerdwin stopped and looked directly into Kagome's eyes. "… trust no one."

Kagome stopped eating the bread and cheese before her as she took in serious and ominous note of the woman's words and nodded her head slightly.

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Sesshoumaru made his way to where he knew Kagome and Cerdwin were studying – it was well passed lunch and he was beginning to grow curious. Elfin ears twitched as muffled voices became clearer as he came closer to the room, Sesshoumaru found their conversation more than amusing.

"Of course you know when I'm trying to wheedle information! You're teaching me!" the miko's angry voice came roughly.

"That is beside the point. Your posture clearly indicates you are attempting to locate something in particular." Cerdwin bit back smoothly as the miko's grunt of frustration reached his ears.

"My posture? My posture? You slave driving - "

Takeshi's smooth voice interrupted the insult that Kagome was about deal, "Now Kagome-sama, she is right. Even I know body language is vital." There was a smug silence as Kagome merely grumbled something unintelligible.

Sesshoumaru entered room without knocking and Cerdwin turned toward him and bowed her head – Takeshi doing the same. The miko – disrespectful chit that she was and still angry with him for making her train with Cerdwin – turned her head from him with a snort. He closed the door behind him as the two youkai lifted their heads and observed him. He made his way around the table and took a seat between Cerdwin and Kagome – one looking more and more murderous by the second her aura flaring dangerously as he came close.

"Miko – I suggest you get yourself under control quickly." He intoned slightly as he arched a brow in her direction. Kagome scowled but it took no more than a second for her flaming aura to return to her control and he nodded his head impressed. "How goes training?" he inquired to no one in particular. Kagome sucked in an angry breath as Cerdwin offered him a charming, sharp-tooth smile.

When the mermaid spoke her voice was lofty and almost feathery, "Oh Sesshoumaru-sama, she advances fairly well for someone with a sharp tongue and little to manners."

Kagome's scowl deepened, "I do too have manners!" she growled, reminding him much of the woman he had known before rather that what he had forced her to become. He rolled his gaze to her and she turned to him, "I do!"

"And you were doing so well too." He muttered referring to her childish antics though internally he was relieved that there was still something of the girl that had shattered his armor with her arrow in an effort to save his half-sibling so long ago.

The relief didn't last long as confusion was hot on its tail.

After all – why did he care?

He observed her flaming cerulean hues and tilted his head to the side.

And it came to him again – because she was his Western Lady and his responsibility.

It was unfortunate for him that inu took responsibility seriously so as he observed her porcelain features he took note of the strain around her eyes and how utterly exhausted she looked.

"Has she progressed?" he asked Cerdwin completely ignoring Kagome as he turned to the paler woman.

Cerdwin looked briefly shocked but nodded her head, "She has. I believe with a little - "

Sesshoumaru cut her off with a smooth and cool interruption, "Then you are dismissed." Cerdwin paused in confusion but nodded her head curtly and left the room with flourish. Sesshoumaru turned his gaze back to Kagome and inclined his head toward Takeshi, "Dismiss him."

In a very Sesshoumaru-esque gesture she arched a brow, "What do you - "

Not in the mood for her antics he glared and interrupted her as well, "Dismiss him."

His tone broke for no argument and Kagome turned to Takeshi, "Takeshi – you are dismissed. Find me before the evening is out." Takeshi nodded and disappeared in a swirl of darkness, the shadows effectively swallowing him. Immediately there was a grim expression filling her youthful face as she quickly inquired, "What's happened?"

Sesshoumaru shook his head, "Nothing has occurred."

Kagome's brows furrowed in question as she wrung her hands in her lap, "Then why cut my lessons short?"

Sesshoumaru almost sighed in exasperation, "Did you not hear, miko?" Kagome frowned and he continued on, "You have progressed. I do not expect you to be perfect for tomorrow but I do expect you to know the basics of what you are doing and what you are attempting to do. Understood?"

There was a look in her eyes that clearly stated that she did not understand however she nodded her head and leaned comfortably on the pillows around her. She parted slightly painted lips and gently inquired, "Then what am I to do now?"

Sesshoumaru was about to shrug his shoulders and paused, "Let us speak about the child."

Kagome's brows furrowed once more as she frowned, "Shippo-chan? Did he do something?"

The taiyoukai shook his head, "No but I did not realize that he had much untapped power. Have you thought of sending him into the mountains to the kitsune school?"

Kagome pursed her lips and shook her head, "No – not really. We've run into their students before but Shippo-chan chose to stay with us."

Sesshoumaru inclined his head and began slowly, treading on ground he honestly had no business treading, "I believe that it would beneficial in more ways than one that he attend the school." He explained lightly – knowing the subject of her child was a… sensitive topic. The change was immediate – her form tensed and her heart rate quickened in his ears.

Her cerulean hues narrowed as she murmured almost venomously, "Please explain."

And he did, "The kit has recently shown me a high level illusion that I would not have thought capable of one so young. Nalia is proficient in illusions however she is not a kitsune and therefore cannot teach him all the tricks of the trade so to speak. He needs to expand his horizons and learn with his own kind. Kitsune are so secluded and hard to track – the exception being the Northern kitsune Lord and Lady. There are things only another kitsune can teach him and I think it be best that he learn early. There is also the matter of war."

Kagome sat up and furrowed her brows, "What do you mean? We've known about this war for quite some time."

Sesshoumaru leaned forward and lazily rested his head in his hand, arm propped on the table, "In the event things do not go as planned – do you honestly want your kit in the middle of it all? Kitsune are pack animals and will take care of their own and as I mentioned they are a secluded and private race and the adult kitsune would die for the kits in their care. If the war reaches that far their more advanced illusions will keep them safe and if not the adults will ensure the kits get to safety." Kagome paused and looked away from Sesshoumaru so he would not see the war within her eyes. Send him to safety where she would not see him for who knew how long or keep him with her and potentially risk his life. Sesshoumaru spoke once more and his words were gentler then before, "You luncheon with the Cardinal Ladies tomorrow and one of them is our enemy… if they know what he looks like, know how much you care – they may just try and use him against you."

He could scent the tears aching to be shed but she took a deep breath and nodded her head, turning to look at him, "It's settled. Shippo-chan leaves tonight – Masato-san and Nalia-san will take him."

Curious, Sesshoumaru inquired, "And why them?"

Kagome's smile was watery but she explained, "Nalia-san is capable with children and Masato-san is no doubt very lethal. I trust him to do as he is told despite the fact you have mentioned he is ruthless… not because he likes me but rather he owes me for saving his life. For a serpent he is quite honorable." Kagome plucked at her sleeves restlessly as she softly asked, "May I be excused? I'd like to spend time with my son before he leaves." Sesshoumaru nodded and Kagome bowed her head in his direction. She stood, gathering her robes about her and began to leave the room, pausing at the door, "If you don't mind me asking – did you say that Shippo-chan showed you the illusion?"

Sesshoumaru did not look at her as he informed her, "Yes – he sought me out to show off what Nalia had taught him earlier this morning."

There was a moment of contemplative silence before Kagome lightly continued, "Did you – did you want to join us?"

Silence reigned again and Sesshoumaru looked as though he would call her a silly creature and deny her request however he surprised her by inclining his head once before standing. She was pleasantly surprised when he offered her his arm. She took it tentatively, threading her arm through his, resting her hand on his forearm. They left the room quietly and the silence roared in her ears. Despite that she was his Western Lady, despite the fact he had trained her and taught her of her position – Sesshoumaru was still Sesshoumaru to her. She knew next to nothing about him other than his love for Rin. She did not know of his likes and dislikes or the memories of his past.

The reality was Sesshoumaru was still a stranger to her in so many ways despite his constant presence.

The thought made her wilt internally.

Unless this bond was severed she could be with him for years to come but she couldn't even tell anyone that asked what his favorite dish was.

Did he have a favorite color?

What were his hobbies?

Sesshoumaru's baritone caused her to jump lightly, "You seem troubled."

She turned cerulean hues upward but he was not looking at her but rather in front of him as they walked. She lightly pursed her lips before speaking, "Much has happened in the past few months."

Sesshoumaru snorted, "That much is certain – does this cause you reason to worry?"

Kagome shook her head, "No, but there hasn't been much room for relaxation or getting to know those around me."

The taiyoukai paused causing the duo to stop in the middle of the hall. He turned to look at her and frowned lightly, "I do not follow."

Her hand was still lying on his forearm and she removed it as she responded, "I don't know those within my own my home, Sesshoumaru-sama. I don't know the maids or our subjects."

Brows furrowed Sesshoumaru gazed down at her curiously stating exactly what she had said previously, "Much has happened in a short time. You have been physically training your body, spiritually training your powers, learning the laws of your lands, and learning its history. You do not need to intimately know your subjects."

Kagome looked down and away from the taiyoukai, voice soft when she spoke, "But Sesshoumaru…" she briefly dropped the honorific and sighed, "… I don't even know you."

Realization dawned on him then and he murmured a light, 'ah' as he continued to gaze at the crown of her ebony hair. There was no doubt that he knew her previous pack very well and considered them family. He realized then that she knew nothing substantial about him and he was her Western Lord. They ruled together and yet she most likely did not know even the most simple and basic knowledge concerning him. Nodding his head a murmured a light, "Come." Kagome frowned but pushed her arm through his, resting her hand on his forearm once more. "You knew your pack very well – I do not understand this…" he paused searching for the right word, "… need for intimate knowledge but I shall indulge you."

They began to walk and Kagome's soft squeak and embarrassed blush spilled forth as she babbled, "Oh no! That's not what I meant! You don't have to but it's just that I know Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku so well and it just bothers me that I live with you and am supposed to reign beside you yet I don't even know your favorite color!"

Sesshoumaru arched a brow as he looked down at her. She refused to look at him but her embarrassment had her looking directly in front of her. "That is a minor detail, miko – it means nothing. What is the purpose of gaining this knowledge? Is it a ningen custom?"

Cheeks still flushed she looked at him, confusion coloring her features, "Youkai don't learn these things about one another?"

Sesshoumaru shook his head as he guided her through the halls, "It is not necessary. Youkai find the most powerful, they mate, and create offspring. Why would they need to know their favorite color?"

"Aren't they curious about those they care about?" Kagome asked quietly.

Sesshoumaru mulled the though over for a moment before clearly stating, "We mate for political purposes – not for love."

Kagome's voice was soft when she tentatively intoned, "Your mother loved your father."

Sesshoumaru's spine stiffened and she felt tension coil in the arm that she held. For a moment she thought he would not dignify her with an answer and that she had overstepped her boundaries but he again surprised her by responding, "Not in the beginning. Their mating was arranged from birth."

"Even still – you don't think they tried to know one another?" she inquired.

Silence reigned as they paused before her room and Sesshoumaru shook his head, "No – I believe that Mother still does not know what father's favorite color was."

The frown on Kagome's lips was slight as she shook her head and Sesshoumaru reached to slide open the door. Shippo was still asleep in her bed where Sesshoumaru had left him and Kagome glided across the room and hiked up her kimono as she crouched before the futon. She leaned forward and pressed her nose to the kitsune's, murmuring a light, "Wakey wakey, Shippo-chan!"

The kit murmured something intelligible in a groggy voice as he slowly opened his eyes with a yawn, "Hey, Mama – dinner time?"

Kagome shook her head as she gave a feminine chuckle from her painted lips, "No, silly! We're going outside today! The snow has begun to melt and it's steadily growing warmer!" she leaned down closer and whispered conspiratorially, "Sesshoumaru-sama is coming with us!"

Shippo's eyes opened wider as he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, "Really? Sesshoumaru-sama is coming too?"

"Mhm!" Kagome scooped the kit into her arms and placed him on her shoulder where he perched lightly, clinging to the ringlets that made her hair for the day. She walked back toward Sesshoumaru and the kit smiled widely.

"Morning, Sesshoumaru-sama!" Shippo greeted with a smile.

Sesshoumaru gave the kit a dead panned stare and shook his head as he steered the duo from the bedroom and toward the outside, "It is well passed noon, kit."

Shippo frowned and crossed his arms over his chest, "Well – good afternoon then!"

Sesshoumaru inclined his head at the kit in approval and Shippo beamed when Sesshoumaru responded, "Good afternoon."

Kagome, meanwhile, watched the exchange curiously.

When had Shippo and Sesshoumaru become so friendly?

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Takeshi slipped from the shadows as he looked at the home before him with a frown. He could faintly detect Kagome's scent as well as Akihiro's. They were deeply intertwined suggesting that they had been in close proximity of one another. Scowling he took a deeper breath – curiously wondering if he could maybe scent the emotions that they had felt when they had been close. A quick growl worked its way from his throat when stale shock overcame his senses. At one point Kagome had been surprised and the scent that was entangled with Akihiro's was amusement. He breathed a little easier when he was unable to detect any scent of arousal or fear from either party but was still curious.

What had been said that shocked Kagome so? Shocked to the point that she hadn't wanted to discuss it?

Arms crossed over his chest armor the inu youkai glared at the space that held their scents and tried to picture the event in his mind. She hadn't been accosted – that much he could tell – but she had been flustered at one point. What had they discussed? He was beginning to become annoyed with the whole damned situation! His temper was not easily evoked – his primary emotions for ningen were merely disgust but hardly ever anger – unless it dealt with Kagome. She made his most volatile emotions, the ones he attempted to hide away, come to the forefront of his mind.

A chuckle soon reached the guard's ears and the elfin tips twitched as he turned around. Standing four feet away was Akihiro and Takeshi stiffened. There was no doubt that when it came to stealth… Akihiro was absolutely silent, mostly due to his ungodly speed and since he was so distracted the hound had gone undetected. Ever changing hues glittered with amusement as Akihiro smirked at the other canine, taking a drag from the long, ebony pipe within his grasp. Takeshi sneered in disgust – he had no idea how the other could stand the stench considering his nose was just as sensitive. It was well known that Akihiro enjoyed indulgent actions more so than any other in the Western House. He had an almost addictive personality and his addiction changed like the winds.

Releasing a puff a smoke the hell hound chuckled once more, "I wondered when you would come to visit me, little pup."

Takeshi snarled, "I am no longer a pup, Akihiro."

Full blown laughter slid passed pale, thin lips as the male took several steps forward, "You will forever be a child in my eyes, dear Takeshi." He continued to walk forward until he was directly in front of the obsidian inu, "Have you come to grace my bed?"

There was a sound of disgust and Takeshi shook his head, "It is one thing to harass the women of the court but an entirely different thing to harass the men."

Akihiro tsked and sighed, "Well that is just too bad, ne?"

Takeshi scoffed and batted away the smoke that came from the pipe, "Honestly – must you smoke that?"

The other male merely shrugged as he took another drag and answered simply, "Yes."

"Disgusting habit." He hissed as he glared, "You know why I am here."

Akihiro shook his head as he turned from the young canine and walked up the steps to his home, "I have not a clue – but please… do explain."

Takeshi growled as he followed him, feet crunching in the slowly melting snow, "Don't play dumb with me, mutt!"

Akihiro snorted, "Well if that isn't calling the kettle black then I don't know what is."

"What did you discuss with Kagome?" Takeshi demanded as the hell hound took a seat in one of the chairs on the wooden porch.

"Mmm… familiar with the miko are we? I bet she's positively feline in bed." Akihiro murmured, watching as anger coursed through the other hound swiftly. "Oh calm down and have a little fun for once."

"You will not speak of my charge that way again." He ordered.

Akihiro's grin grew sinister, "Let's not play games, little pup."

"Games?" Takeshi inquired, cool persona coming back into play.

Akihiro nodded and pointed to the Western House, "Yes, games. She is not merely a charge to you… is she?" Akihiro's voice was soft when he spoke, darkly seductive, "You want her, do you not? You want her sweet, virgin body… you want to taste her most intimate parts as she cries your name. You, little pup, want to fuck her until - "

Red had swallowed the whites of Takeshi's eyes as he held the pale, graceful neck of Akihiro in a black and white clawed tipped hand. His fangs were lengthened in his anger as his humanity began to fade away. His voice was guttural when spoke, hand clamping harder at the neck as he pushed Akihiro against his chair, "You will never speak of her that way again, Akihiro. Do you understand?"

Akihiro stared at the male above him and proceeded to laugh.

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Birds chirped merrily as Shippo babbled on about the things he was learning while Kagome listened with bright eyes and Sesshoumaru listened… politely. Whenever the kit asked the taiyoukai something specifically he always graced the kit with either an answer or a look that spoke volumes. Kagome found it amusing and oddly enough… endearing the way Sesshoumaru took care with child. She vaguely wondered how someone so cold was able to be even the slightest bit open with her kit. This was the very same male that had refused her requests to save him. Her conscience argued he had just lost his own daughter and she couldn't have expected him to open his heart up to another so soon.

The darker part hissed that he trapped her into this place.

The conscience warred back it had been her fault in binding him in the first place.

The two sides continued to war – he kills those that defy him; he hurt Takeshi because she could not perform; he treats those lower than he with a disdain that was cruel.

On the flip side – he is lord and can show no mercy to rule breakers for it makes him look weak and weakness means war; Takeshi had been harmed to teach her a lesson; Sesshoumaru was royalty – disdain is expected.

Shippo had died while she gone.

But Sesshoumaru had brought him back to life.

Kagome couldn't fathom why she was defending his actions but it honestly put everything into perspective. Sesshoumaru really didn't do anything without proper reason and the West was prosperous under his rule. He didn't condemn her for his situation – he embraced it the best he could have and attempted to make her the ideal Western Lady. Shippo bounded from her shoulder as he found spotted a beetle some yards away and was intent on catching it. Kagome paused and Sesshoumaru feeling the slight resistance as she held his arm paused as well. He gave her a curious glance and arched a brow in her direction.

She pulled her arm from his as she shook her head and bowed at the waist with a smile, "I'm sorry." She stated lightly as she pulled herself back into an upright position.

"For?" Sesshoumaru inquired, brows furrowed as he tried to figure out what she was apologizing for.

Kagome sighed as she twiddled her fingers idly, "Everything." She breathed out. "Honestly – for thinking that you were some monster for such a long time. It took me a while to figure out but everything you do is done precisely with all possible outcomes thought out. I accepted my position here, true, but I never really accepted you."

Sesshoumaru was silent for several heartbeats until he finally nodded his head, no indication on his features that he cared either way but his golden eyes lost some of their coldness. "What a ridiculous thing to apologize for – I am a monster."

The words were contradicted by the kitsune that sat by his feet holding a silver shelled beetle in his hands, "Isn't this great looking, Sesshoumaru-sama?"

Stifling a sigh he and without looking at the beetle he muttered, "It is wonderful."

Kagome only smiled.

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Mizuki watched from the opened patio of her room where she sipped a small cup of tea lightly. Her amusement was clear when she watched the trio walk through the slowly melting snow. The child flittered here and there while Kagome and Sesshoumaru watched on indulgently. As a mother she had to admit that Kagome was a good thing for her son – she was his opposite in every way and somehow managed to balance him though both were simply too obtuse to see it. As a mother, yes, she could see it. However, as a former ruler… despite the fact she was proud of the miko and to a point liked her, she was a danger and a disaster waiting to happen. The youkai were already rising against the West despite the circumstances to Kagome's ascension to the throne [not that anyone really knew; being bound was almost shameful].

Long, pale digits clenched around the dainty cup minutely as she continued to observe. She despairingly wondered when the ningen would rise and fight the fact that one of their own – a miko no less – was with a youkai.

An abrupt sigh slipped passed her purple painted lips as an elfin ear twitched. She gazed around curiously, brows furrowed. Her body was tense, alert, knowing something was not right but not being able to pinpoint it. Mizuki's nostrils flared as she attempted to locate a scent but was surprised when nothing was forthcoming. Sleek brows furrowed in contemplation she placed the cup at her side as she stood. She couldn't explain it but she knew something was… off. There was a niggling in the back of her mind – instinct roaring through her to fight an invisible enemy.

Maybe it was a hunch or possible sheer luck but Mizuki turned just in time to see the glinting of a kusarigama headed straight toward her from behind a finely decorated screen. She was able to efficiently dodge to the side and dart straight forward. She pushed the screen aside, claws out and ready to slice into the one that dare attack her turned back. There was a hiss and a small 'bang' as black smoke exploded from behind the now decimated screen. She jerked back with a snarl – anger coursing through swiftly as caught sight of frigid cinnamon hues and a bone mask that covered the lower part of the face.

Tajiya, she furiously thought as she covered her mouth and nose. The room was soon quickly filled with the dark smoke as several other smoke bombs exploded all around her. Another bomb exploded, this time by her feet, and auric hues widened briefly as green smoke exploded from it and directly into her face. She barely had time to close her eyes but the deed had been done. They watered and itched and her throat was beginning to slowly swell preventing air from reaching her lungs. Her vision was blurring and she went down to her knees.

Black and green boot clad feet filled her vision as she clutched at her throat. She followed the line of the demon-hide suit and would have laughed if she could. In front of her, the tajiya that would bring about her demise, was a boy younger than the miko that was Western Lady. The kusarigama lifted above the head of the child and the sound of footsteps drew close. The tajiya looked toward the shoji screen door and with one look at Mizuki – he turned and disappeared into the smoke. Her vision tunneled and Mizuki faded until she saw black.

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Sesshoumaru watched with keen eyes as the kitsune snuggled into the stomach of the miko after launching himself into the air and being caught by her ever welcoming embrace. He observed the sadness that rapidly filled her cerulean hues as she ran her fingers through his auburn strands. There was a weary strain around her eyes that was not there earlier and he concluded that it was because these would be her final moments with the child that she called her own for an amount of time that she did not know. How long would they be apart? Days? Months? Years? It was possible – battles could be fought for decades, they were youkai after all. What was half century here or there? Lips pursed he watched as she murmured to Shippo about her day and inquired what he wanted for dessert that evening.

He almost rolled his eyes – an action he had to stop himself from doing more frequently in the miko's company.

What was it with her and drowning the child in the sweet confections she had made or even at times made herself? He had been about to comment on the unhealthiness and bad habits she was giving the child when frantic calls of his name had him turning around.

Running toward him, deep timbre filled with angst and regret, was Shigure. The nezumi immediately gripped his naked tail within his hands as he glanced at the Western Lord, "Sesshoumaru-sama! Your mother has been attacked! She was - " Shigure stopped speaking when an explosion of snow and the rustling of his clothing alerted him to the fact that Sesshoumaru was no longer there.

Kagome took several quick steps forward and gripped Shigure's shoulder, looking gravely at the smaller youkai. Shippo trembled in his mother's arms but there was a stubbornness in his features as he waited quietly knowing now as not a time to be asking an array of questions, "What happened?" she asked quietly.

"We do not know – her throat was swollen that she could not breathe let alone speak. The castle healer is giving her a draught to take the swelling down." Shigure informed the Western Lady with a grimace.

Kagome offered the youkai a gentle smile and quietly requested that he take her to the inu-youkai. With a nod they were walking briskly into the Western House and toward the healer's chambers. Kagome had never actually met the healer of the castle but she knew who she was the moment she laid eyes on the stranger sitting beside a grim-faced Jaken and Himeno. She was old – much older than any other youkai she had come across in her travels – looking older than even Totosai. She was slight, maybe several inches taller than Jaken, with a wealth of silver hair done in a braid that trailed behind her like a thick snake. She was covered in wrinkles and her skin was marked with age. Her eyes were a baby blue that rivaled Kouga's hues. Her yukata was a pale blue held by a black obi – very plain, very normal – and she looked nothing like Kagome had expected.

Her eyes fell upon the still form of Mizuki and Kagome rushed forward, Shippo still in her arms. On the side opposite the healer, Sesshoumaru sat with no visible emotion on his features however there was an unnatural stillness and quiet about Sesshoumaru that spoke volumes – it spoke of his worry. Mizuki's breathing was labored while the healer bent forward and applied a salve on the neck of the inu youkai. Kagome turned to Sesshoumaru and softly inquired, "I see no wounds – what has happened to her?"

It was the healer who spoke, "It was poison – very powerful." Sky blue orbs flickered to Kagome's form and the healer introduced herself quickly though her voice was the very epitome on grandmotherly, "I am Arisu, Kagome-sama and it is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance despite the circumstances."

"Thank you." Kagome murmured half-heartedly.

Arisu clucked her tongue as she opened Mizuki's mouth and gazed inside worriedly, "Her throat is taking on a black tinge, Sesshoumaru-sama."

"What does this mean?" Sesshoumaru demanded impatiently.

Arisu's features were grave, "This tells me of the posing used and this type of poisoned gas is used only by tajiya."

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the healer and was about to retort when the shoji screen door opened and Ichiro entered looking grim, "Sesshoumaru-sama – I am sorry to interrupt but no less than eight guards have been found dead, scattered throughout the outer and inner walls."

Kagome looked pale as turned to Sesshoumaru, "Could it be our enemy?" she inquired looking fretfully at Shippo and Sesshoumaru chose not to answer but instead divert knowing exactly what she was thinking. Were they under attack? Though the West was her lands Shippo was her child and she now worried greatly.

"The kit should leave immediately." Sesshoumaru intoned.

Cerulean hues steeled Kagome lifted Shippo into her arms and was leaving the room with speed that rendered some of the youkai speechless.

Shippo, after hearing Sesshoumaru quickly queried, "What was Sesshoumaru-sama talking about?"

Kagome glanced down at the kitsune eyes soft as she headed to the outer dojo's where the warriors trained. If he had not heard of what happened then Masato would be there training. "Shippo-chan, the West is not safe for you right now. We're at war and Sesshoumaru-sama told me that you have potential to be very great given the opportunity. I think it's time you go to the kitsune school to learn more about your tricks and about other kitsune. It's also very safe…" she paused and touched his cheek as she offered him a smile, "… I don't want someone to use you against me."

And Shippo understood that though it bothered him to leave his mother behind and face the horrors of battle and war – face the bloodshed that would come in the next few months. Tears of frustration built in his turquoise eyes and he buried his head into the front of kimono and cried, "I'm too young to protect you."

Kagome gave a slight laugh as she pressed a kiss to the crown of his head, "As your mother, no matter how old you get, it will always be my job to protect you." She came the door outside the dojo and opened it, relived to see Masato meditating the center. Silvery orbs opened as the basilisk scowled upon seeing her.

"What do you want, Kagome-sama?" he asked brusquely. He stood languidly and began to walk toward her taking note of the silently crying kit. "What's with the brat?"

This time Kagome scowled, "Don't be rude, Masato-san. I have a mission for you. I need you take Shippo-chan to the kitsune school in the mountains."

The basilisk clasped his hands behind his back as he cocked his head to the side, "You realize that I am a trained assassin, correct? I don't do delivery work."

Kagome looked down at the child in her arms clinging to her midsection, "Since you're not running around like a lunatic I'm assuming you don't know." She paused to nibble her bottom before breathing out, "Mizuki-sama was attacked – in our own house. Our enemy is knocking on our door and I can't have Shippo-chan here if something happens. No one knows about him but those in the Western House and I don't want anyone else finding out."

Masato leaned down and arched a brow at the kitsune whom at the close scrutiny burrowed further against Kagome. Masato snorted, "Runty thing, isn't he?"

Kagome frowned and was about scold him but Shippo beat her to it, turning in her arms and scowling looking very much like Kagome's favorite inu-hanyou, "I may be small but I'm not runty!"

Masato stared down at the child and shook his head, "Mouthy too." He muttered lightly looking back up at Kagome, "Is this an order?"

Kagome shook her head, "No – but rather a request. Forcing people to do what they do not usually makes them resentful and more likely to turn against authority. I would imagine your honor wouldn't allow you to turn away considering the fact that I did save your life."

Masato starred for a moment before briskly nodding his head, "Have the child ready in five minutes and I will meet you outside your rooms."

"Nalia-san will be accompanying you so that she can take care of Shippo-chan." Kagome knew that Nalia would agree because she thought Shippo adorable and the fact that she couldn't say no.

Closing his eyes briefly the serpent sighed, "Great – so I will be babysitting two on this trip. I will also gather Nalia then."

Kagome could say nothing because although Nalia was a great negotiatior – she was child-like more often than not and occasionally naïve. Instead she stated, "I'll see you in five."

Masato bowed to her as she left the room and Kagome retreated quickly to her chambers. Himeno was there waiting and already had a pile of clothing for Shippo, "Sesshoumaru-sama informed me of what was occurring and stated that you may need help."

Kagome offered her a thankful smile and emptied out her yellow backpack. Shippo scampered up to her side and inquired, "What are you doing with your pack?"

She began to place Shippo's clothing in the empty sack and held back tears, "I'm giving it to you and putting your things in inside."

Shippo's eyes widened, "Oh I can't take it, Mama!"

Kagome nodded her head as she grabbed the last box of pocky from her last trip home and put it inside along with his crayon box and blank papers, "Of course you can! It's mine to give to you! I can always get another. You have several changes of clothing and I put your crayons and paper inside. Draw all the time, Shippo so that when you come back you can show me all the people you met." Her eyes were soft, tears making them wet but she valiantly held them back seeing the same look in her adopted child's eyes, "I gave you the last box of pocky but don't eat it all at once – you'll make yourself sick!"

Shippo sniffled and wiped his eyes, "I won't! I'll go to school and learn everything I can and when I come back you'll never have to send me away again because I'll be so strong!"

Kagome's eyes were gentle as she put her hands on his shoulders, "You are strong, Shippo-chan, but this place is no longer safe."

Shippo's turquoise hardened withy resolve, "Then I'll protect you next time."

Her smile was indulgent when she hugged him to her breast, "I know you will. Be good and listen to your teachers and most of all be safe."

Kagome did not know what the outcome of the war would be. She wanted to believe that no matter what the West would come out on top because surprisingly enough he had faith in Sesshoumaru's wisdom and strength. Cerdwin had been right though – fighting an unknown enemy was dangerous. Scarily dangerous and things could always take a turn for the worst. Not knowing when she would see her child or if she would see her child should the West fall she hugged him to her like she was losing the world with him. Which she was for he was her world as her first child. He taught her to grow quickly because others relied on her and she would not be the woman she was today without him.

"You be safe." He repeated to her pressing his ear to her heart, "I love you, Mama."

As the door to the room opened and Masato stood there with Nalia whom he had filled in on their 'mission', Kagome murmured, "I love you too, Shippo-chan."

A single tear rolled down her cheek as she lifted him into her arms and walked over to the tora that watched with heavy concern and sadness in her gaze. She pressed a single kiss to the crown of his head and passed him to Nalia whom wrapped him in a small white cloak. Shippo waved, determination in his orbs as Nalia and Masato, in full battle gear, took the child and walked down the hall. Taking a deep breath, Kagome called on strength she didn't know she had and stood tall watching until they turned the corner and disappeared.

Himeno placed a hand on Kagome's arm soothingly stating gently, "This needed to be done, Kagome-sama. He will be with his own and they will teach him and keep him secluded from the stench of war. He will be safe."

Kagome nodded her head tiredly as Himeno released her arm and she began to head toward the healer once more, "I know Himeno-san… but it does not mean that it won't hurt."

Himeno nodded, her gently weather features understanding as she fell in step beside the Western Lady, "As a mother as well I completely understand."

They walked in silence while Himeno contemplated how to make this transition easier on Kagome and while Kagome attempted to gather about her Western lady persona instead of the miko that had just sent away her child.

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Sesshoumaru gazed at Arisu and finally verbally inquired what was floating around in his head and making him uneasy, "Will she pass?"

Arisu shook her head as she began to make a poultice for the previous Western Lady and chuckled, "Had we found her later then yes – your mother would die, however we found her almost immediately and I am already making a counter potion as we speak. She will drink this and be good as new within the week."

Sesshoumaru nodded and the relief was almost visible in his body language as he stood, "If she is not in danger then I have things to attend to." Arisu nodded and Sesshoumaru turned to Jaken, "We have a tajiya within our midst. Gather Akihiro and sect one and have them fan throughout the house. Place the city on lockdown and comb through both the grounds and the city."

Jaken nodded and bowed, "Yes Sesshoumaru-sama." He called lightly as he disappeared from the room just as Kagome entered it.

Sesshoumaru looked to the miko and nodded, "You are here – good. Has the kit left the grounds?" Kagome merely nodded as she went to stand beside Sesshoumaru.

"How is she?" she inquired as she looked at Mizuki whose breathing was now labored.

The taiyoukai hesitated before answering, "She will be fine after she drinks a poultice the healer is making. Will you stay here? I have matters to attend in regards to the tajiya."

Kagome nodded quickly, "Of course I will! You…" the miko paused before continuing, "You be safe, Sesshoumaru-sama."

Sesshoumaru looked at the woman that would see him off so to speak. Nodding his head once, he walked quietly from the room and Kagome took up his seat beside his mother, watching her where he could not as he sought to make their home safe once more.

Kagome watched over Mizuki and kept an eye on Arisu, curious about what she would be making. She was a miko and Kaede had trained her in the art of potion making and herbology to ensure she knew what she was doing but that was ningen potions and salves. Youkai potion making was entirely different as herbs and items went into a small black pot and Kagome was partially convinced that Arisu was part witch. The healer tsked and shook her head as she turned to the miko, "Will you watch her for a few moments? I need a specific herb from my stock that I do not have here."

Kagome furrowed her brows, "Of course I will!" Arisu with a nod hobbled from the room and Kagome sat by Mizuki's side watching as the skin of the youkai's throat began to grow black from the toxins in her system. Sweat was gathering on inu's brow and Kagome patted it away with a dark cloth that had been left by her side. "Oh – Mizuki-san… hang in there." She murmured softly. Although the healer had said Mizuki would live… Kagome's heart clenched at the site of the powerful woman bedridden and in pain.

Caught up in her temporary charge – Kagome did not see the glint of the kusarigama as a lean boy shrouded in shadows crouched and made his way toward her.

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Takeshi's crimson hues narrowed as he glared down at the creature of death and growled as his laughter continued to grow, "Why do you laugh?" he snarled.

Akihiro's laughter gave way to chuckling and he arched a brow, "Oh, little pup, you amuse me so. You want one of the very race that took everything from you. Was it not a miko that took the one person you cared for more than life itself?"

Claws pricked the delicate flesh of the hell hound and blood seeped from the small wounds, "Shut up." Takeshi snarled, fangs lengthening, "You know of nothing you bastard."

Akihiro leaned forward and whispered softly, the cruelness in his ever-changing orbs captivating, "But I know much Takeshi… I have seen into your past and I have seen into your future. You forget – I was given the curse of sight. Do you want to know?" he gently queried as he cupped Takeshi's cheek in his right hand. "Do you want to know if you will bury yourself within her soft, feminine folds? If she will ever love you? If you will kill her to end this misery of loving one of the same race that you so greatly hate?" Takeshi's hand slackened on the throat within his hand as he flickered his eyes back and forth unable to focus, "So much darkness lies within you and you are such a wondrous actor that even your beloved Western Lady does not know… not even your brother in arms, Sesshoumaru, knows the dark thoughts that plague you."

"Stop." Takeshi protested though the protest was weak at best.

Akihiro leaned forward and pressed his cheek to Takeshi's, "I so delight in misery and pain." He murmured softly, "It tastes delicious." He purred eyes fluttering close as he breathed deep. He pulled away and his lips hovered over Takeshi's. "Let me show you what you in have in store."

Takeshi had no time to protest or fight as Akihiro's lips covered his own. The scarlet haze fell from his eyes as they widened leaving on the startling emerald of his gaze. In moments he was filled with image upon image of possible futures and outcomes concerning himself and Kagome.

Each held a common theme.

He had her as his own for a moment – and then she was torn from him whether it be by her death on his claws – or her own reasons – and even Sesshoumaru interfering.

He never kept her.

Akihiro pulled away and licked his lips delighted, "And there are so many other outcomes – so many other possible futures." Takeshi closed his eyes as the possibilities replayed over and over within his head. "But never is she yours for eternity." Akihiro pulled away and the cruel smiled remained as he took a drag from his pipe.

Annoyed squawking had Takeshi open his eyes and turn to the little green kappa that was making his way toward them and waving his hand in the air, "You disgraceful, wretch!" Jaken growled to Akihiro as he glared up at the taller creature, "Do you have any idea what has happened?"

Akihiro arched a brow as he chuckled, "Enlighten me, Jaken-sama."

"Some of your men have been murdered and Mizuki-sama has been attacked!"

Despite his penchant of enjoying the pain of others and indulging too much in life's delights, Akihiro took his job seriously. Standing straighter and narrowing his every-changing hues he emptied out his pipe despite the fact there was still tobacco within it, "Explain."

"A tajiya somehow made it this far inside and attacked Mizuki-sama… Kagome-sama is with her in the healing room. Sesshoumaru-sama has ordered that sect one and yourself begin searching through the inner walls and the city. The city is on lockdown until the tajiya is found."

Takeshi came from his stupor and frowned, "The tajiya has not been found?" Jaken shook his head solemnly. "And where is Kagome-sama?"

"With the healer and Mizuki-sama." Jaken repeated.

Takeshi wasted no time and was gone in a flurry of shadows within moments.

Shadow travelling was cold.

There was an emptiness that was most frightening and the world around him moved slower when in the shadow realm. When in the shadows it was just that – shadows and he could only see from shadows. If there were no shadows then he could not travel or see that specific place. Thankfully – it was virtually impossible for a shadow to not be cast somewhere.

Some shadows were no bigger than an ant but if it was there then he could see and enter that place. Takeshi described the shadow realm as darkness filled with opened doors and each door was a different shadow in a different place and he would weave through the opened doors until he found the one he wanted – gazed into it – and either appeared or merely watched. When he shadow travelled… the world for him stopped.

Finding Kagome's shadow cast from an over-hanging lamp he breathed a sigh of relief. From his vantage point he was able to her in mid-lean over Mizuki and wiping her brow of sweat. Brows furrowing the inu youkai caught the glinting of a blade in the corner of the room and his eyes widened as he made out a figure and finally realized that the glinting from was a kusarigama. Pulling himself through her shadow in a flurry of darkness everything happened at once.

The world began to move once more, Kagome sensed him behind her and turned with a soft call of his name, and the tajiya whom was nothing more than a boy released his weapon toward him just as he darted forward. He successfully parried the blade with claws and the tajiya attempted to jump back but the boy's shadow rose up from the ground and gripped his feet bringing him to the floor. Takeshi moved forward, claws outstretched with very intention of running the male through and grip his heart within his hands but Kagome had turned and with wide cerulean orbs, screamed, "No! Takeshi stop!"

His claws stopped centimeters before tearing into the boys flesh.

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"Sesshoumaru-sama!" Arisu was running as quick as her weathered body allowed her and there was a franticness within her gaze that caused him to pause.

"Has something occurred with my mo - "

The elder youkai interrupted him with a scoff and annoyed sound, "The tajiya has been captured and is now with Takeshi-san and Kagome-sama in her chambers."

Frowning Sesshoumaru made his way quickly to the miko's bedroom and opened the door without knocking just a familiar scent reached his nose. Citrine orbs narrowed he looked at the boy that was propped in the center of the room, glaring murderously at the miko, and tied by Takeshi's shadows. Upon hearing the door open he turned to Sesshoumaru with the same murderous expression.

"You." The tajiya growled as Sesshoumaru entered.

Citrine hues narrowing further Sesshoumaru responded, "You killed eight of my guards and attacked my mother, tajiya."

Kohaku responded with little influx in his voice, "They were unfortunate casualties – I was aiming for the witch before me."

"What reason do you have to attack me, Kohaku-kun?" Kagome inquired softly, heart heavy.

He snarled, "Do not act familiar with me! It is your fault that Rin-chan is dead! It is all your fault!" he yelled as anger broke through and his voice cracked with tears.

Kagome's eyes were gentle when she responded, "It's not my fault, Kohaku-kun."

Sesshoumaru responded as he took a seat beside the miko, "She is correct – it is mine."

Kohaku's cinnamon hues hardened as he looked to the taiyoukai, "You loved her though."

Sesshoumaru nodded and though his voice was rough with emotion he responded, "But she was ningen and susceptible to what youkai are not… winter took her life."

Kohaku turned to the caretaker of the little girl he had known and his eyes watered, "I loved her."

This time Kagome answered and leaned forward, purifying the shadows that bound the young man, "We know… I am sure Naraku told you elsewise." Kohaku nodded and Kagome sighed, "Why did you believe him?"

"Why would he lie?" Kohaku countered, "He enjoys the truth when it causes pain." She pulled the trembling boy into her arms as she hushed him because this was Sango's brother and Kagome owed it to her to take care of the last bit of family that Sango had. "Everything is so jumbled. What is truth? What are lies? Is there a difference?" he whispered as he allowed the older girl to embrace him. He whimpered, "And I killed people this time – I killed them for a vengeance that is non-existent. I didn't do this because I blacked out."

He sobbed in her arms until he could sob no more and finally fell asleep.

Kagome turned to Takeshi and informed him, "Watch Kohaku-kun." Takeshi nodded and Sesshoumaru and Kagome stepped outside the room. Kagome was quick in asking, "Will you kill him?"

Sesshoumaru paused and looked at the miko with a look that carried much weight to it, "He attacked my mother and killed others."

"Under false pretense! He didn't know!" Kagome exclaimed softly. "It's Naraku's fault!"

Sesshoumaru changed the subject quickly, "Why did you not sense the shard in his neck?"

Kagome parted her lips but paused as her senses expanded and she looked at him sheepishly, "I was stressed and frightened for your mother." She responded before rounding on him again, "Don't change the subject Sesshoumaru! I can't let you kill him! I can't."

"What will I do with him then if not kill him – this action cannot go unpunished."

Kagome pursed her lips fire erupting within her cerulean orbs, "Then punish Naraku seeing as it's his fault."

Sesshoumaru mulled it over, "And what will be done in the meantime? His shard allows him to be controlled too easily. He could fall prey to Naraku again and this time he could end you."

There was a moment of silence as she looked down and when looked up there was an excitement in her eyes that confused him, "Oh! This is wonderful!" Sesshoumaru arched a brow at her as he motioned for her to continue. The miko gripped his arms excitedly as she practically bounced in place, "We were never really close, Sesshoumaru-sama, before this at least. But now I know you and have no problem asking for favors!"

"I fail to see where you are going with this, miko." He finally stated after a second or so of silence.

"Kohaku-kun has a Shikon shard as you know – however we haven't been able to retrieve it for the sole reason Kohaku-kun is actually – well, dead. The only thing keeping him alive is the shard and the fact that he's Sango-chan's brother." Her eyes gradually grew brighter and the smile on her face continued to stretch, "Inuyasha and I entertained the thought of you bringing back Kohaku-kun for something in return but being the Western Lord and Lady we work together, right? It's a partnership. If I remove the shard it eliminates Naraku's influence on him, I gain a shard, and Sango-chan's brother will be alive if you do me the favor of reviving him with Tenseiga."

Sesshoumaru scoffed, "And why I would I do something so… ridiculous?"

Kagome's hands tightened on his arms as she quietly stated, "Because he was acting on behalf of Rin-chan."

Sesshoumaru's fingers twitched but he said not a word.

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The covered carriage was decorated lavishly informing all that cared to look that the being carried within was beyond wealthy. Starving eyes would watch as it moved through cities filled with poor that dying of starvation and poverty yet the creature within did not care as they feasted on succulent, tender meat and fruit so ripe that it would be a shame not to eat them. Lavender hues lazily took in the city that was just inside of the borders to Eastern Lands and sneered in disgust at the rags that draped her subjects. She snorted and small flames and smoke exuded from her slitted nostrils on pert nose as she looked away. "Barbaric." She murmured as ran clawed fingers through a ringlet of pale green hair as it brushed along the white scales that grazed the equally white flesh of her neck.

Her people were dying around her as they traversed the borders from the rocky, dead lands and after a while into the melting snow covered fields of the West. It disgusted her how prosperous the West had become. Black lips pursed angrily and a snarl quickly worked its way onto her lips. She glanced down at the invitation in her hand and for the umpteenth time she nearly shredded it.

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To the Current Lady of the Eastern Lands,

We cordially invite you to a luncheon at Western House to introduce the newly appointed Lady of the Western Lands two weeks from today. Please refrain from bringing guests as this will be a private affair. Do not feel obligated to being anything as we will take care of all necessary items. If you have any inquiries please send words so that we may answer any and all questions that you may have.

Respectfully,

Sesshoumaru Current Lord of the Western Lands

Kagome Current Lady of the Western Lands

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She glared at the invitation that reeked of lavender – it reeked of humanity.

She felt insulted that the ningen miko she had heard so much about had dared even invite the Cardinal Ladies to a luncheon of all things. She didn't even have the decency and respect to throw a ball. She had thrown an extravagant party in her name when she had mated the Eastern Lord. Shoichi had not been happy per say but she had invited her entire clan and all her rivals just to throw her good fortune in their faces.

She internally glowed at the memory of the shock, outrage, and outright jealousy she had received. She closed her eyes and cursed again. Filthy ningen miko! She had dared to claim a seat of cardinal for the youkai of the West and she could not imagine how low Sesshoumaru had fallen. It didn't matter for the woman was of little consequence. Ningen were both stupid and ugly and she couldn't wait to gloat and preen in front of the other ladies in regards to her wealth and lands.

Chuckling lightly to herself, the mate to the Eastern Ryuu, settled into her plush seats and blankets and closed her eyes imagining the next day with excitement.

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Kagome gazed at Kohaku with a smile when she woke the next morning, tired but satisfied. Upon removing the shard and reviving the tajiya – all his memories of a time better forgotten returned. He stayed the night with her waking from memories that haunted him and frightened him yet also strengthened him. He was still a boy but the memories would make him a man. She brushed his bangs from his eyes and pressed a gentle kiss to his brow for with the memories of his darker times also came his memories of his sister and he had been so glad to know she was alive and well that he had immediately burst into tears.

So for the night Kagome played surrogate sister just as she had played surrogate mother to Shippo.

She was slow when she sat up, taking note that the sun was already up and she turned to gaze at Takeshi whom was seated at the foot of the bed. His voice was soft when he spoke, "We thought you would need extra sleep in light of today. Bathe quickly and Himeno-san will meet you in the bathing chamber to help you dress. The Northern Kitsune has already been spotted several hours away."

Kagome quickly ran from the room and Takeshi watched her with soft orbs – the memories of his favorite possible future playing behind his eyes.

The possibility of a child that looked exactly like him but with familiar cerulean hues.

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She bathed as quickly as she possibly could and Miwa had been brought from the kitchen to help with hair and make-up while Himeno took care of the wardrobe. Since spring was upon them they had decided to go with festive colors. The kimono was a soft crème with the hem and the ends of the sleeves died with dark pink and travelling upward until they faded to a much lighter pink. Light yellow designs had been sown into the kimono stopping just above the bright pink. The obi was finely decorated with gold and a deep magenta while her make-up consisted of light pink lips and a shimmery pale pink eye-shadow. Black charcoal had been added as an eyeliner to make her eyes pop and her had been once more done in ebony ringlets however her hair was pulled to the right and the ringlets fell over her shoulder and danced enticingly along her collar. The allowed her ears to be free and small golden earrings encrusted with diamonds twinkled in the light.

They finished just in time for Jaken popped his head in and informed them that the Northern Kitsune was now in Kagome's sitting room and waiting for the Western Lady. Sesshoumaru met her outside of the door as she exited and she jumped back with a high-pitched squeal that Sesshoumaru glared at her for, "Honestly, woman, you always make such a racket."

She looked affronted and sniffed daintily at him, "Well you frightened me you – you brute!" Kagome blinked as Sesshoumaru's glare sharpened. "I'm nervous! I didn't mean that!"

"I have come to tell you good luck. It has begun and I know my mother was going to stay during the luncheon to guide you however due to circumstances… regardless I am sure you will do fine. Remember – subtle. No doubt mother informed you of the Northern Kitsune's friendship to her but she is mother's ally and not yours so do not confide in her for her loyalty may lay elsewhere as far as you are concerned."

Kagome nodded and gave a wavering smile, "I will do my best, Sesshoumaru-sama."

Sesshoumaru nodded reluctantly reached a hand out to pat the top of her head, careful of her hair, "You will do West proud no matter what happens." Kagome flushed under the brief praise and with renewed courage she watched as Sesshoumaru turned and walked away. Takeshi whom saw the exchange materialized by her side and offered his arm.

"The Southern Koumori is now here as well. Shall we, Kagome-sama?" Kagome nodded her head as she and Takeshi made their way to the sitting room. Takeshi offered her a smile and she returned it as she released his arm and he opened the shoji screen door.

His deep timber soothed over her as he announced her, "Presenting Kagome-sama Western Lady of the House of the Moon."

Standing tall she entered gracefully and smiled to the two women at the low table that had turned their attention to her upon hearing the door open. Kagome did not bow as expected of a ningen but instead inclined her head – one action indicating she thought her to be their equal. They in turn did the same and Kagome took a seat at across from the two and offered a light smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you both." Kagome stated with a gentle flash of a teeth, hands pressed to her lap.

The Northern Kitsune was the first to respond, with a flick of a white, black tipped tail, "The pleasure is most certainly ours." The words were purred in a seductive voice that sent shivers tracing along her spine. Slate gray orbs flashed curiously as they took in the miko of the West and Kagome did not move under her scrutiny.

The Southern Koumori spoke next, her voice soft, so soft Kagome had to almost strain her ears, "I appreciate the invitation, Kagome-sama, your home is lovely." She murmured, and Kagome turned to the koumori whose eyes were an off shade of white that almost blended into the whites of her eyes. If it weren't for the pupil Kagome would not be certain that the youkai was actually looking at her. "I am called Sayuri." She stated as chestnut strands fell into her eyes. She brushed them back absently revealing black claws on her hands.

The kitsune chuckled lightly and nodded her head playfully, "Silly me – I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Yuzuki!"

Kagome nodded her head and her shoulders began to relax, the tenseness fading, "It is - "

The door opened once more and this time is was Himeno standing there with a strained smile on her features, "Presenting Kotone-sama Eastern Lady of the House in the Sky."

Lavender orbs flashed to Kagome and a false smile flittered onto the Eastern Ryuu's features, "So this is the miko of the Western Lands? Shikon Guardian and tamer of inu all around?"

A low growl started from Takeshi's throat and Kagome stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. If there were any a time adopt her guide of a silly ningen girl then that would be the time. So she did as Cerdwin informed her and giggled lightly behind her hand, "I do love inu!"

With the Cardinal Ladies in one room the luncheon had begun.

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'Gome Yuki:: Do you have an idea how much I love you guys? LOTS. This is almost 15,000 words. Yeah. TRUE LOVE. So the Ladies have all met :3 EXCITING. NO – Akihiro is NOT gay. But… he may be bi - Also Takeshi. How you like that twist guys? Mhm. Oh yeah. Intense chapter. Soo much drama! As promised we meet the Cardinal Ladies and Sess x Kag time. Love happens over time guys and I am sure that Kagome isn't going to wake and be all "I heart sesshyyy!" and vice versa. So what do you think? Kohaku! We're not done with him. His actions still need to be counted for; next chapter the luncheon finishes and we fight for Takeshi's right! The chapters get progressively longer so the next one will most likely be like 16,000 words x-x; Thank you for your patience and understanding as well as the words of encouragement and love! ALSO – I have commissioned Lady Shieru to draw out both Takeshi and Akihiro :3 Send me love via reviewes?