Where the day flows, only time...
Days bled into weeks and weeks bled into months until time found them together again.
This time they were back to back. Her bow was drawn, his sword was drawn, and they once again fought a common enemy much like the days of Naraku. It was not the humans alone that were trying to wipe out the demons, but the ones with holy power. Monk and Mikos alike.
Yet the most powerful of them all now stood short at his back.
His army fought all around them.
Her arrows flew but did little against other holy barriers. But she was not really fighting against her common people but protecting him, something at one time he would have sneered at. He turned, and her body moved in sync with his. His sword took out a fleet, but his army was backing behind him, leaving him open. But he was the alpha male and their Lord; it was his duty to protect them.
"Move," He said,
"No," Kagome spoke back,
His demonic sword pulsed ready to be released on the holy beings in front of him "Kagome, move." He said, looking behind him.
She moved, she ducked under his arm and came up in front of him, her back to his chest. She caught the arrow, thus saving him.
"Now!" She yelled,
But he didn't want to hurt her; his sword would make her skin burn if he used it so close to her.
"Sesshomaru now we haven't got all day!"
He growled at her, but he reached around her and dropped the sword to his other hand, his free hand reaches around her, and he dragged her back to rest against him. Then his right hand, the one with the sword, slashed and his power rose with it. Kagome put up her hands to hide her eyes to close Her mind yelled,
His power flowed out, and hers flowed up, and while his eyes were set on the task at hand, he could feel her, to close He thought as her power swirled around her to protect her from his own. They were far to close to each other. A demonic demon and a holy female and yet it felt safe.
When the smoked cleared that monks and humans retreated.
Kagome inhaled,
"Tokijin, did it not affect you?" He said as he released his hold on her,
She rubbed her arms "Yes just not the way you think," She eyed his sword "It has no power over me, and it fears me, taunts me," She pointed at the sword "It's evil,"
He rose an eyebrow, "I am aware, it serves its purpose."
Kagome eyed the sword, "You hear that he controls you, so watch it!" She napped,
Sesshomaru looked at his sword as it seemed to respond to her. Then he looked around. There was death all around them; why did she wish to be here when she could be safe?
The few monks and Mikos who come to aid gathered near them "Lady Kagome," a younger one asked,
"Let's get aid to those who are hurt ok."
They nodded and followed her command. They never spoke to him or looked at him. Only her. He watched as they tended to both the enemy and his own. That was how she gained many allies. She would take those who fought against them, tend to them and talk to them, and like everyone, they would come to her side. She did always have a way with people, human, and demons alike.
Though they did not trust him, they trusted her.
Slayers came and helped out too, fixing weapons.
Kagome smiled as she watched demons, Mikos, monks, and slayers work together.
"Thank you Miroku, Sango" They were long gone, but before they died they had many children and their village was once again full of slayers and they all knew Kagome and Sesshomaru. It was what they left behind that kept Kagome moving forward.
"Here you are Kagome," A slayer who looked way too much like her great-great grandmother spoke handing Kagome bandages "For your companion," She said. Kagome smiled, "Thanks."
She looked so much like Sango and even spoke like her too.
Oh if only Miroku could see his daughters daughters and his son's sons, what they left behind. Sadness washed over her suddenly. She missed them something bad.
Was she being selfish? Wanting to save all this? Protect this?
No. Love was never wrong if it was true. So as the sun set, they aided and cared for one another; Kagome sat off to find a missing Lord. She walked down the path to the cold spring waters. She knew their time together would soon grow as her kinds grew wiser and stronger. Soon she would have to stay near him, by his side much as she had done with his brother.
But then there would be a day, much like with his brother where he would no longer need her, but another. He, like his brother, would require a different type of woman.
It took many many years for Kagome to understand what Kikyo meant about becoming a normal woman.
But today was still today, and they both still needed each other.