Kagome of the Phoenix Clan

by SangoShadowphoenix

Kagome, daughter of the founder of the Phoenix Clan, avenges her father's death is now in the youkai capital 2 bring justice 2 those who do evil therehumans included. Mix of Chinese and Jap cultures. IYK,SanMir.

4. Chapter 4: Kikyou Mitawaki, Maid of the ...

Chapter 4: Kikyou Mitawaki, Maid of the King's Household

Since the first day he had met the mysterious Lady Phoenix, Inu Yasha had been restless. He continued to go to the House, and every time he went the only person he would allow to serve him would be her. Over the next two weeks, he felt comforted by her flowery scent, not as overpowering as the other females, but soft and gentle. While he hid away in the brothel, his father was worrying over the kingdom.

The mysterious, female, scentless assassin had struck again, and many times more at that. All the victims were those that were evil to the people, unloyal to the king or criminals. At first, they had thought that the killer would only kill demons. They were wrong. On the fifth day after the first kill, a group of human thugs were found headless in their meeting house. The heads were staked on tall poles, situated in the most dangerous parts of the capital, warning others to follow the right path or meet a gruesome end. So far, a total of 32 people, 18 that were human, were killed. Although the loss of these criminals aided the King, it was still unnerving to know that such a powerful human was roaming the streets. Rewards had been posted, but no picture could accompany the posters, as the assassin would strike at night, obscuring view. Accompanying the kills, the money that was possessed by the victims would be partially taken, later to be distributed to the ones that needed it. Because of this, the people of the capital named this black figure The Black Shadow of Light. Light for the needy and misplaced prisoners(which she had also rescued a few), and Black Shadow within the nights that she haunts.

For the youkai, they hissed her name as the Angel of Death. They rumor that she is of an angelic beauty. (AN: I say, in a sense, they were right.) They story-tell of a beauty that kills upon sighting of, that tears her victims apart like a starving lion. As the rumors spread, so did the lust or want of the demons for this mysterious huntress. Some boast that they will tear her virginity--if she was--away. Others claim that they have spoken to the Shadow. None of this, and many other things, escaped an ever smiling Kagome. She would serve the Prince, talk him out of his miseries and foul moods (much to the monk's amusement), and still she would keep an ear open for more victims and other news. She laughed in her thoughts at those that tried to break the question of why the Shadow was scentless. She wondered when they would finally find out.

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He walked the halls in his formal robes, sulking at the fact that he was not to leave the estate premises today. His parents were the royal King and Queen, yes, but they all---the whole royal family--- had their own tastes. His great father loved his human mother. His human mother loved an estate to live in rather than a castle(the reason for the estate that was as large as a palace). His older half-brother Sesshoumaru loved to be cold and cunning. He himself loved his freedom of choice, which was very restricted, as he was a prince. Today, though, he hated it the most. More accurately, he hated these type of days. These type of days came once in a while, much to Inu Yasha's relief. Yet, when they did come to grace the young prince with its tight formal clothing and boring meetings, squealing, chattering, witless ladies and formal addressing, they lasted for at least two weeks. This one, was to last for three.

He scowled again and finally reached his best friend's room. Inside, he found his monk advisor sitting deep in meditation. He ungracefully plopped down in front of the now frowning Miroku.

"Don't you ever knock?"

"Only on my parents' doors."

"Gee, thanks."

"No need to thank me."

Sigh, "What do you want? I'm a bit busy now."

Roll of golden amber eyes, "I'm not blind. I want to know the reason to have this stupid ball and alliance reunion thing."

Annoyed growl, "Because, idiot! It is, like you said, an alliance reunion. The participants of our alliance to other kingdoms meet together once a year. At the number of balls and dinners, the leaders are able to make new trades, profits, and marriages."

Deep scowl, "And why, might I ask, must it always be in our kingdom?"

"Because your honorable father likes the company and believes it good for his two, less social sons."

Snorting in annoyance, the prince gave a mumbled "Whatever," and walked to the nearby window. He watched as the carriages continued to arrive, as they had been for the last hour or so, and frowned at the ever childish ladies that fanned themselves quickly to prevent from fainting at the sight of their gorgeous estate. Yet another reason to despise the weak demon females. And to think that he would someday be married with one of those brainless twits! Fuming, he slammed his fist down upon the marble windowsill, shattering the smooth black rectangle. Unable to meditate any longer, the man behind the prince stood up and glared at the still fuming prince. Examining the silver-white haired royal member closer, he forcefully turned Inu Yasha around by the shoulders and started folding the sticking-up collar of the formal, white shirt down. Earning a swat in the head in response, he shrugged and invited his guest for a walk outside. He, for reasons that made the prince's eyes roll once again, and the prince, for reasons that involved quenching his thirst for something to do.

The rest of the day was spent greeting guests at the gate, rather than the main hall, as his royal father had found him strolling aimlessly around in the gardens, looking slouched and growling, a low image for a high prince such as he. Inu Yasha's father sent him to the gate, where he would be busied by welcoming the kingdom's allies and trying not to rip apart the annoying heads of the chattering ladies, their fans moving something close to a hundred ups and downs a second. Their perfume! Goodness gracious, his poor, sensitive nose was stating to run from the piercing, intoxicating, musty, foul smells of what was supposed to make them smell nicer, not like a builder's armpit. For crying out loud, even the women at the House smelled like fresh air compared to them! Now, more than ever, he was truly dreading the ball. Even Miroku, the lucky bastard, had fled after ten minutes when the greeting started. Though he loved the ladies, their morning perfumes sure were too much for him.

Surprisingly, in the midst of a terrible sneezing fit, a graceful hand gracefully holding a gracefully embroidered handkerchief gracefully wound its way to the front of his face, where he was holding his nose in a desperate attempt to keep out the dust of the carriage of the guests he just greeted. That was another thing he had found out about a particular black haired dancer. She was graceful. Not that Kikyou never was. His eyes flashed in annoyance at remembering that woman's name. Knocking the arm forcefully away, he did not exactly register who was holding the handkerchief. The force of his push had made the holder stumble and fall, though.

Gasping and uttering sounds of being hurt, Lady Phoenix tried to pick herself up, her hand pressed against a pillar of the gate in an attempt to push off from the ground. Recognizing the pained breaths, Inu Yasha swiveled around, lowering his gaze to the struggling teenager. Stepping forward, he took her arm and helped her up, feeling her shake at his touch.

"Sorry. I didn't know it was you." Feeling her relax under his grip, he gently let her arm go, allowing her to stand by herself.

"What are you doing here?" Inu Yasha asked as he watched her hold out the handkerchief once again, though looking a bit tense. He shook his head, rejecting the act of kindness, but his soft posture and gaze told her thanks, as well.

"Don't you know?" at his questioning gaze, she explained her presence. "Your father requested entertainers, and, well, I guess we were the best in town." She said softly.

Mentally smacking his head, he recalled that it was the truth--his father always requested the women at the House to serve and perform at times like these. The only change was that they were to act and dress properly, not like the sly, teasing, flirtatious females they were at the brothel. Nodding, he rearranged his clothing as he spotted yet another carriage coming.

"I've got to go prepare."

"Yeah, I'll see you around." Over the time they had spent in each other's (and also Miroku) company, Inu Yasha had found that She was the closest to a friend he had ever gotten. Aside from his only other friend Miroku, that is. The two had gotten somewhat close, though he never admitted what he saw her as. He was too afraid to get hurt, betrayed and lied to again. Once more, the memories of the past replayed within his head, as he greeted guests for the rest of the day.

=========Flashback

'So, name's Mitawaki, Kikyou, hm?' Looking at her more closely, he could see, for the first time, the beauty that this simple maid held within her face and figure. She'd been around for about a month, but he hadn't, as usual, paid much attention to her, a maid. Today though, was a drastic change. He had found her in the training room, a target set up, bow string taught and arrow strung, practicing archery. To his surprise, She hit dead center every time He had been curious, and so had decided to watch further and longer before announcing his presence. This did not go as planned. Once again, this long, black haired maid of his family's household surprised him by sensing his demon presence. Gasping and turning to face her young master, She quickly lowered her gaze and dropped to her knees in a pleading bow. He had asked her name, which She had given.

"You do archery?" he questioned the still bowing woman of 19 or 20. Keeping her head to the ground, She hastily nodded.

Annoyed, he walked over to her and demanded, "Get up, woman! Do you use the sword? And this time, answer me while looking. You aren't mindless so don't act like it!" She did as She was told, and slowly whispered her response.

"No, Your Highness. I use not the blades of combat. My father was a priest and a hunter, and he taught me the ways of the bow like he used them."

Giving an approving "Mmm," Inu Yasha began to question her, learning that She too, was quite a lonely person, like him.

Over the course of a month and a half or so, they became good acquaintances, where they talked about their troubles and opened to each other. His family and Miroku, aside from Sesshoumaru, was happy that he had found someone to talk to freely, other than Miroku. It was good for a prince such as he to be more social.

Then, when they (his family and Miroku, again aside from Sesshoumaru) finally trusted the woman like their own daughter or sister about three months later, Kikyou, who had been upgraded to aid Inu Yasha's mother, attempted to assassinate the royal queen after She poisoned the Queen's food. Luckily, Inu Yasha had passed by and decided to greet his mother good afternoon, and stopped Kikyou. They had tried to capture her, but She was a priestess, and with the aid of her own bow and arrows, had managed to escape the household.

When the Queen was safe and the rage died down, research on her background was done, and they found that She was of the Western Clan. The formal name, was the Clan of the Poison Wasps. They took joy in the suffering of anyone with a status of or higher than a Lord's. With the reputation of killing and punishing many of their people, the Nokihs kingdom was a sure target, though they never really paid much attention to the happenings of the Lawless World, called Jiang-Hu.

Yes, the Lawless World. There were eight great clans and groups: the Phoenix Clan; the Lion Tiger Group; the Wu Dong Clan; the Hua Shan Clan; the Shao Lin Clan; the Hai Sha Clan; Kong Tong Clan; and the Gai Group. The strongest clan and group of the whole of Jiang-Hu was the Gai Group and the Shao Lin Clan. In the four directions and the middle were the famous and powerful Masters of the world of Martial Arts. Some, like the Gai Group, were groups or clans. Others, like the Old Doctor, taught within the family or took in just a couple of students, not in the form of a clan. They consisted of: the centre, being the Founder of the Chuan Zhen Cult, called Zhong Shen Tong; to the North was the beggars, the Gai Group (again) in this order called Bei Gai; to the east was the unpredictable Wierd Man, called Dong Xie; to the South was the wise emperor who became a monk for reasons no one but he and those involved knew, the Emperor, called Nan Di; and to the West was the strange, quick tempered doctor, Doctor Huang, called Xi Du. It was this XI Du's students that had stolen a powerful art and practiced it, forming their own school and teaching it to those with evil in their hearts. The two brothers and sisters (they shared the Doctor as their Master) had fallen in love, and both had evil in their minds. They ran away, stealing the Scroll of Nine Yin.

Luckily, because the ways of fighting in the Scrolls were so intense, it was divided into two parts, and they had taken the second half. Yet, they practiced, and soon mastered the ultimate secret of the scroll: Claw of the Nine Yin White Bone. It was deadly. Hand and fingers positioned as an open claw, the attacker, after mastering this move, waits until the opponents are lined up, then attacks all at once, the claws puncturing into the heads, poking through the skull and crushing the whole skull structure. This repeats itself in less than five seconds, too short a time for the victims to realize that they have just fallen into eternal sleep. Of course, it is used on nine people. But if one mastered the ability to slay nine in a row, five seconds total in this lethal move, than one at a time would not be a problem. In order to master it, one also had to register high chi levels, which means that aside from this magnificent killer move, the attacker is also well acquainted with combat, and will definitely not go down in less than 200 moves. This, my friends, was being passed down to criminals, evil men and demons, corrupted souls and blood lusting minds by the too in-love runaways, forming a school, the aforementioned Clan of Poison Wasps.

Upon news that Kikyou was from this Master-digraced clan, the whole kingdom began to worry. It would not be hard for Kikyou to return to her disrespectful Masters, explain her failure, and drag back the whole school of corrupted martial artists to avenge their brothers and sisters of the school. It was not very good news to the ears of the royal family, and they prepared for it. Strangely, after a whole month of tense and alert guarding, nothing had happened.

"If nothing happens, it means they are waiting for us to slack off and then they will charge all at once. We will not allow that. Keep the patrols as they are now until something happens!" King Inuzhao had angrily stated. They had been discussing it, and the Chief of Guards had requested that his men have longer breaks and less ground to cover. He had suggested that maybe they had let the kingdom and its leaders off the hook since nothing happened, so his men should be able to resume the normal patrols.

Another month of no events passed again. Finally, the bells of alarm were rung and shouts were heard in the eastern side of the estate. Kikyou had come back. And She had brought her Master's husband, the Father of her Clan, with her. His name, as they later found out in a "pleasant" duel between him and Prince Inu Yasha while protecting the Mother of the Kingdom, was Naraku.

In the end, Naraku had fled, unable to take on the hundreds of people and weapons, and left Kikyou to finish it off. She too, had mastered the lethal move, and was using it, rapidly killing off the guards. Then the arrows that delivered her life to Hell's open doors flew into her flesh, piercing her skin and breaking her bones. she fell, and down came the spears and swords. A loud, shouted command stoppd the persistent stabbing, and the commander, Inu Yasha, stepped forward. From her last gasping breaths, he learned the truth about the one he had fallen in love with. The actual killer and cold hearted woman that wanted only to kill him and his family. She lay, her beautiful, silky black hair fanned out around her sprawled body, both soaked in blood. Her blood. The people's blood. Inu Yasha's blood. The King's blood. She had laughed as she left this living world. Her cruelness a deep, chorusful sound that echoed in the halls: even with her last breath, she made herself known to the world, ushering the air in her lower abdomen to come out in her laugh, ringing in the ears of the people within the radius of 10 kilometers.

At the pained, sad and flushed face of the young, second prince, the household comfirmed their suspisions: Inu Yasha had loved Kikyou. (AN: he was also pained because her stupid laugh hurt his poor ears.... ^.^` )

=========End Flashback

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Night again. While helping around, Kagome had made a list of the bad-hearted lords. But she would not kill in this household. She respected this kingdom's leaders. They cared for their people, not like what the other kings and queens did, sitting o ntheir jeweled thrones with their jeweled crowns, noses pointed into the air so that those that kneeled, the whole room at that, would be able to count thier nose hairs. No, she wouldn't kill those that were evil but lived temporarily in the King's safety, oblivious to what would happen to them soon. She would keep track and observe. For those that were permanently in the estate, she would tie them up and leave a note, stating the guilts and crimes of the person, and let them decide themselves how to deal with it. She will give them the respect they deserve. Of course, she found Prince Sesshoumaru, heir to the throne, to be quite the opposite. But opposite as he was, he did not trip himself over long, dirty-due-to-the-length robes that soaked in puddles or dusted the floors for the servants. He did not kill or take like he felt like he would kill anyone who diobeyed his orders. He merely cared not for what was around him. All he did was be a prince, minus the smiles and heavy robes and such. On a scale of snobby, selfish royals on the left and gentle, king royals on the right, he would be smack in the middle. And, she vowed, if there was trouble or threat to the family, she would protect them.

So she stayed indoors tonight, wishing to get a full night's sleep. Guess what. Her fairy godmother didn't exist, and she didn't wish upon a shooting star, much less a star itself. Therefore, her wish was not granted. In the middle of the night, the shouts of "Assasin! Assassin!" woke her up. Her first thought was 'Ohmygoodnesstheyfoundmeout!!!' But upon calming and listening intently, the shouts were heard coming from the east of the estate grounds. She had vowed. And she would do it. Slipping into her night clothes, she grabbed her weapons from the wall of the chimney(she made a hook in the chimney thing of the fire place since she wouldn't use the fireplace, and kept her weapons there. Luckily, rooms were first come first serve for people like her, and she chose a small room that only fit for one person, therefore using it as a excuse that she couldn't share with any of the others.) and silently slipped out the window, travelling on the roofs like usual, to the place where the shouts sounded the most.

"Protect the Lords! It's the Angel of Death!"

"Don't let her escape!"

"She's here! She's here!" Shouts such as these were heard. Recognising this particular rooftop to be part of where a Lord from the North was staying. He had been, according to Kagome's mental lists, forcing and assaulting the maids, boasting about how he hunted the humans in the forests rather than the deer, and how he liked to torture little children by making them watch their parents' deaths before punishing them, then throwing them into the forest to later be hunted.

Wondering who it could be, she scanned the area for the royal family while still hidden in the shadows. She spotted them on the farside of hte crowd, all present and acounted for. 'Well, now I don't need to worry about one of them popping up and distracting my concentration.' She spotted the female attacker in black, clad in the same style of clothing she herself wore. She realised, as she watched the other fight, distinguishing her level of combat, that the teenager was also from her clan. Who could it be, though? It didn't really register until the oversized boomerang headed towards the family she had vowed to protect. She was so occupied in observing her unknown sister of the school. When she saw it heading to them, she immediately leapt down, in fron of the royal group, and caught the boomerang the way it was meant and designed to be caught.

Gasps. The thoughts in their heads practically became shouts of bewilderment. They were thinking about the word 'Two.' The female on the roof stopped. Then she drew her katana, hidden at her waist by her cloak, and leapt down to ground level. The crowd parted, froming a circle. Throwing the boomerang to the side, Kagome, too, drew her sword.

"That's not the Angel of Death! the latter one is!"

"The Black Shadow uses a sword, not a katana!"

"It's going to be a duel!"

"Quit shouting! Let's see what happens!"

"Hey! Remember to protect the hosts, you stupid human slaves!" of course, everyone, even the hosts, were too engaged in the scene before them to do anything.

The imposer stiked first, slashing her sword down at Kagome in a flying leap. Kagome did not budge. She stayed fixed to her position in front of the royal family, bringing her arm up to blck and push off the slash. The sound of screeching metal coud be heard, but in the next second the imposer was stumbling back one too many steps. These retreating steps continued until she was on the other end of the wide, ten meter diameter of the circle. This proved that Kagome's chi and ability had already surpassed far more than the imposer's. If the imposer was of or clase to an equal level as Kagome, she wouln't have stumbled, much less all the way to the other end, unable to stop herself.

Bringing her sword down to chest level, the tip pointed up diagonally up, Kagome remained spechless, though her stance told what she sad not: "Leave or I'll be forced to fight and harm you." The imposer, too, said nothing.

"Why do they not speak?"

"Idiot of a slave! If they do, their voices will be remembered by those who hear it! Then they can be identified. Don't you ever use that brain of yours?"

"...Oh. Sorry Master."

A few more seconds ticked by. the two females remained motionless. Then, sheathing her katana, she walked in the direction of her discarded boomerang. Knowing that even idf attacked by the imposer she could win easily at hand to hand combat, Kagome, too sheathed her sword. As soon as her hand returned to her side, the imposer attacked, aiming a punch at Kagome's face. Dodging to the left side a bit, Kagome raised her own left hand to block the punch with her left forearm, then proceeded to place her own punch in the stomach of the other girl. Hunching over and clutching her stomach with her left hand, the katana user attempted to press Kagome's pressure point in a reflexive defense move. The pressure point she aimed for was the paralyzing of the lower half of the body, at the waist. Acting quickly, the duaghter of the Phoenix Clan grabbed the girl's approaching arm, and with the help of her chi, threw the girl back to the other side of the circle. Kagome once again took the a stand in front of the royal family. The other girl was quite good, not as bad as Kagome had thought, for in mid air she had turned her body so that she eventually landed softly on both feet, though the chi of Kagome continuing to run through her body once more made her stumble back three or so steps before coming to a halt. Kagome had used only 30% of her chi ability for that throw.

Once she regained her footing she immediately sprang forward, to the side, where her boomerang lay. Grabbing it in a rushed but fluent motion, she through the giant replica of a child's toy and the sound of it slicing through the air was silky and powerful. Attempting to grab the boomerang again, Kagome reached out with her left hand, from which was the direction that the boomerang would come at her at. Surprisingly, the boomerang skimmed her fingers and wound around her back, forcing her to enter the circle deeper else risk being hurt. As the boomerang returned to it's master, it was caught and held behind the back. By this time, the imposer's hood had fallen off, and a high, black ponytail tied back by red ribbon was seen, the lower half of the ruby red eyed face hidden from view, once again by a black handkerchief much like Kagome's.

Once more they stood facing one another, one waiting for the attack, the other waiting to attack. The ruby red eyes shifted to look, no, more like glare, at something behind her opponent. Lifting the boomerang, she threw it again in Kagome's direction. Noting that the path of the boomerang did not include herself, Kagome quickly turned to face the royal family, trying to get there in time to prevent them from being hurt. Alas, the boomerang hit its target, swiveling back to its owner's hands, who in turn caught and leapt away. This time, Kagome did not make an attemp to stop her. The imposer had already gone, over the walls and travelling quickly away, when Kagome finally got to the vivtim of the large weapon. Almost sighing out in relief, she turned to examine the members of the family she was to protect. She hoped they were not injured. Unfortunately, the size of the boomerang had not only sliced the Lord that was staying in this wing of the estate, but had also cut into the arm of the Queen. Feeling her anger rise, she clamed herself as much as possible as she watched the King try to stop the bleeding while looking at the remaining female. Calmed, she purposefully walked over to the the quueen, having fallen into her royal husband's arms, and reached out to take her injured arm. A snarl was heard, but it was from two people. One from her son, the other the husband. They sounded so alike and so firece, that it had almost been mistaken as one. Her son leat in front of her and her husband, drawing his katana, the magnificent weapon transforming into its true form, his father's fang. Looking at the Fang in annoyed way, Kagome lightly toughed the Fang's flat blade, and it in turn immediately returned to its smaller state of being.

For the second time that might, gasps were heard. She had untransformed a treasure that could kill a hundred youkai in one swing, with a gentle carress of the blade! Shocked, the prince stared at his sword for a moment. Then moved his gaze back to the girl in front of him. Then, as if nothing special had happened, he sheathed the sword and flexed his claws.

"Of course! You're human. Keh. Listen, bitch. Take one step closer and I'll rip you apart! And don't think I'm just bluf--"

"Prince Inu yasha! My Royal Majesty! Please, allow Kagome-sama to express her care."

"Myouga-sama! You are the retainer of my second son! How can you say that I should let this dangerous woman near my wife? Though I have said that she is courageous and righteous, I cannot risk the life of my wife!"

"Myouga-jijji! What kind of a loyal Lord are you?"

Kagome shook her head when she heard the King's words, and bowed at him while Inu Yasha insulted the small, flea youkai Lord.

"Please! I knew Kagome-sama's parents, and they were good people! She will not harm us!"

Surprised, she looked closely at the rapidly bouncing flea. She did not recognize him. Then again, she never knew any demons before she came to this capital. Allowing him to defend her in the argument, she continued to stand where she was, silently examining the Queen's wound through the shadow of her hood.

"...If she meant bad for Your royal family, she would not have defended and saved Your Great Lordships from that other girl. And when she untransformed Tetsusaiga, she could have attacked and killed Your Lordships and the Lady, but she did neither!"

Finally, the King agreed to let her see his wife, though he insisted that he be there. Carrying his wife to their bedroom, he ordered the essentials for tending to her wounds. The rest of he crowd went off to do what they were to do, and Inu Yasha, Miroku, and Myouga followed Kagome and the King and Queen into the elegant chamber.

After the King had lay the Queen down on the bed, he walked over to the inner side of the bed and sat down, grasping his wife's hand. It was not a large wound, but it was infected by the poisonous blood that was conatined within the demon Lord slayed.

Walking to the bed and sitting down, Kagome gently lifted the unconcious woman's injured arm, ignoring the snarls and growls she recieved. Checking the pulse, she bagan to worry. In her aura, the youkai in the room were able to tell something was wrong. The tension of the five concious people thickened(all others were ordered not to disturb them), and when the basins of water was finally delivered, Kagome turned to the King, who was able to see the front of her figure, and motioned for him to turn around. Confused, he did as requested and Kagome slipped her mask off, letting it hang loosely at her throat. Seeing the opportunity, Inu yasha stepped up, intent on finding the identity of the mysterious fighter, but Miroku stopped him. Glancing at the glaring Inu Yasha and the unmoving Angel of Death, he explained to the prince in a hushed whisper:

"If she trusts that we will respect her privacy, than I say we do not venture on her bad side. Look, she's waiting for you to step back so that she will continue."

Glacing at the still unmoving form in black, Inu Yasha reluctantly backed down again, though he still growled.

Nodding though her back was to the two best friends, she lifted the Queen's arm to her lips, where she sucked the black blood out and spat into the first basin of water. Repeating the process many times, she finally stopped when the red color of the woman's unpoisoned bloos accompanied a bit of the black. Using the second basin of water and cloth provided, she washed her and dried her mouth thoroughly, being sure that the woma's blood scent did not linger. Then, she quickly replaced the handkerchief and tied a strip of the white bandaging cloth around the arm of the Queen, right above the wound. It wasn't tight to cut off circulation, but tight enough for bandaging. Once she had that done, she reached into her shirt and took out a vial. Before opning it, she remembered the husband of the wounded female, and tapped him on the shoulder, signifying it to be fine to turn around. He watched in suspicion, as did the others aside from Myouga, as she applied a white, shimmering powder to the wound, smelling of herbs and medicines. after it was thoroughly applied, she finished off wrapping the wound. Positioning the woman's arm under the covers, she nodded to the questioning gaze of Myouga.

She was thanked by Myouga alone, as the others were still suspicious. She left then, taking a short stroll in the streets before heading back to her room at the estate.

GLOSSARY

*Jiang-Hu=I made it more understandable by calling it the Lawless World, and included a brief description in the story, but the actual thing is chinese, direct translation meaning River Lake, but it is refering to the free world(think landscapes and such). It isn't exactly "Lawless world," more like the world that the lords and such do not have power over. Hm... like robin hood, i guess, but not outcasts. Just thought I'd tell you.
*-sama=lord whoever. this time, after kagome's name, it is sorta like a very respectful address... yeah...
*-jijji-meaning grandfather

AN: ok! you like it? i tried spacing out the paragraphs more. Hope it helped. to those that know about Jiang Hu, any suggestions are welcome. Another note about that: the clans, groups, cults and the five famous jiang hu stuff is according to the wonderfully written kung fu novels of Jin Yung. The only ones i made up were the Phoenix Clan and the Lion Tiger Group. Of course, most of the clans and all is true and existing, but i make my stuff according to what he writes, so i dont have to go and research it. Many of his books were made to movies-Heaven sword and Dragon sabre(yi tian tu long ji); the great eagle and its comapions(shen diao xia lu), and such. They are wonderful. Last note. You are probably confused about the Clan, Group and Cult thing. Well, clan and group dont differ in any way except that they sound better (in chinese), i guess. They are all clans, in english terms. But the clans have their own style of fighting, and the moves are strictly not to be passed down unless it is from a master to a student. The cult thing is the same idea, only i tends to include stuff like being a monk, or guan ren, meaning the type of monk that does everything a normal monk does(eats vegetarian foods, prays, doesn't marry, and such) except they dont shave their hair off. The other type is also like clan. So if you get confused, just think clan.

i wont really be referring to stuff like that much, much to your relief, so dont worry if you didn't really understand. just remember to keep guessing at who kagome is...her actual self, that is. *evil chuckle* 'cause i can assure you that she is not who she seems to be!

one more before i get to the disclaimer-that other girl Kagome fought with was supposed to be sango, if you didn't already guess, and you'll learn more next chapter!

Disclaimer: 99 fanfictions of IY on the net, 99 fanfictions of IY, take one down, pass it around, 98 fanfictions of IY on the net!

Sorry, just thought i'd see what your reactions would be. too bad i cant though!

anyhow the real disclaimer: twinkle twinkle little author, how i wonder how-poor you are, down in-the basement cold to-the bones, like a poor little frozen-apple pie, twinkle twinkle little author, i know you dont own inu-yasha~~~~~ ^.^