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A/N: Hello!! I was on a trip, to Longview Texas for a bowling tournament!! And, I must say I did considerably well. Anyway, look at my bio for more info on that. Currently, Sesshoumaru is leading by 2 votes. This is as of 1:55 p.m., Central time zone, on June 25, 2003. That means you guys can still vote, because I don't think we have enough votes yet!!! I am changing the limit to 20 votes, so whichever choice gets there first, we will use in the lead male character role!! So, with out further nonsense to pound in your head…
A Kitsune's Wish
Chapter 7 (I think it's seven, anyway…-_-;;)
Shippou's ears perked up, as he stood still. Sango and Miroku, who were having another argument on 'personal' space, stopped and stared at him.
"Daijin bou? Shippou-chan?" Sango asked, tentatively. (I know I got that bit of Japanese wrong, oops… but I can't remember the correct romanized spelling…-_-;;)
"Daijoubu… arigatou…" Shippou replied. "It's just that… I can't smell or hear Kagome-onee-chan, and I think something has happened…" he said, looking up at the taijiya.
"Well then, we must hurry to Kagome-sama, and make sure she is alright, then." Miroku said evenly, eyeing Sango for her reaction. He lowered his hand towards her, but she walked off right before he could complete his task.
Sango, however, apparently missed his movement, and instead agreed with him, they needed to find their friend. On the way down the path, though, a resounding 'clunk' was heard, followed by the cries of a once again punished monk.
Someone's pov
"Ah… she is stirring, we shall she now if she really is the human from the well." A voice said, causing Kagome to open her eyes slightly. She saw golden eyes, and a strand of white-silver hair. The first thought that came to her mind was…
"Inuyasha!! Gomen ne, gomen ne! I did not mean to hit you with a rock, it was just an accident!!" she wailed, grasping at the collar of a yukata.
She sat there, sobbing, and mumbling apologies. Suddenly, she sat up a little straighter. Taking in the scent of the person she was crying on, she let out a shaky gasp.
"Um… I… Inuyasha?" she whispered, looking up. She once again caught the gaze of golden eyes. But these did not hold recklessness, these held wisdom, experience, and… coldness…
She stared at him, speechless. She became aware that she held his collar awry in her hands, and proceeded to slowly put it back.
"Sesshoumaru-sama… I… gomen nasai, please forgive me…" she said, avoiding his gaze.
"You are the one called Kagome, so desu ka?" he stated, tilting her chin to get a better look at her face.
"So desu ne, I am Kagome…" she said, thinking. 'Why am I here? What in the world is going on!'
"Hm, I thought so. Your scent still has the traces of human on them, although they are fading." He said calmly, slipping his hand to her neck. In a deep, cold voice, he added, "I do not appreciate it when enemies soil my belongings with their tears."
Kagome flinched, and strained against his grasp. Something, maybe a new instinct, was telling her to slash him, to injure him so she could escape. But, she could not obey herself, her breath being constricted more so by the youkai lord in front of her.
"G…go... me…. ahh!" she gasped, as his grasp tightened more around her.
"Heed this. I will not tolerate my enemies in such a proximity to me or my servants," he said, indicating a pile of clothes on the floor. Glancing to the side, Kagome's only guess was that it was Jakken lying there. "Even though I do not consider you an enemy at this time, things change. Such, as I am curious about, your appearance. How did you over go this transformation? You seem to have been purged of all human characteristics." He finished, setting her neck free.
Kagome gasped, and her hands flew to her neck. "I-I said I was sorry," she said, looking much like a hurt pup. "I don't know how it happened…exactly…"
"Humph. Well, if you do not feel like answering any questions at this time, then I believe we shall wait for the time to be convenient for you." he said, getting up.
Kagome noticed her surroundings clearly now, and observed them quietly. She was sitting on a large futon, seemingly made of soft, silken like material. A desk was against one wall, rice paper parchment stacked on it. Next to the paper were an assortment of quills and brushes, and various bottles of ink. Looking around the room, she noticed that the shoji doors were decorated with intricate patterns of dragons, magical swirls, and fiery pillars.
She slowly got up, and traced a claw over the ridge on a dragon's back. Turning around, she noticed Sesshoumaru standing in the far corner, observing her. Next to him, was a picture of a serene lake, with bara petals drifting on the surface. (Rose petals)
She looked in the last corner, next to the door, and saw a large, black rice paper scroll. The border was done in a shining blue-silver, but the kanji inscriptions were brighter, pure silver.
It read:
The one to pry open depths thought not to have dwelled
Shall have used to belong of the ones deemed expelled
Though the exterior may show nothing but cold hardened steel
'Tis the old form's trustened feelings with which the truth shall reveal
Kagome stared at the scroll, enveloped in the script. Soon after, though, she was pulled back to the real world by a voice.
"Come, let us find you a room. You will need accommodations, if you are to reveal to me what happened." Sesshoumaru said, opening the dragon print shoji. Kagome started to follow him out, and took a last look at the script. Squinting, she thought she could make out some symbols that she hadn't noticed before. They flickered, as if brought by flame, and she paused to read them.
But beware of the task that lies ahead of this script
For not easy it will be to open the depths of the crypt
Fear not, though, for as hard as your task at first seems
This fate has been foretold in an infinite of dreams
Waste not with feelings of sorrow, war, famine, and plight
For happiness of the saddened one must be brought on by light
She blinked, as the scripts faded as rapidly as they had appeared. She looked at the scroll again, hoping that maybe more would appear, but when nothing happened, she followed Sesshoumaru to her room.
The scroll wavered, flickering once more. A final verse appeared, unbeknownst to anyone in the castle. It shone with bright, silver fire, and softened into the last scripts.
It will be told in generations, of the miracle soon here
Of the love and the kindness to a human held dear
But behold, this human is not what she seems
For within her the energy of a strong youkai teems
But which being shall she banish for all feelings of spite
The one she mistrusts, or one for there is no light
She cannot chose wrong, for the fates shall dispel
But the one she must choose, even fate cannot tell
For two fit the mold of the one she must save
But should she choose the wrong one, shall the future turn grave
So tread carefully, young one, please, you must not give in
To feelings that might not be returned from within
For to one who you love now, your feelings are naught
But the feelings of the other, they do long to be sought.
Hey, this is really good!! I didn't think I could actually write a poem… so anyway, what do you guys think? Does my poem need work, or is it acceptable? Btw… I have a message for you… REVIEW!!!! Yep, that's right, the voting is still on!! You can choose either Sesshoumaru or Inuyasha to eventually end up with Kagome. Also, the poem could fit either character, so choose whichever you want. For if you do not, your future is daunt!!
Hehe…
Riinuka, signing off!
Ja ne!!