Intuition of the Heart
Scroll Three
Kagome felt a humming of power in her soul, vibrating through out her. She felt so many different emotions, anger, pain, she was depressed, excited, and she was anxious. She never knew so much power could be with in her being. She sighed softly and looked up at Shinji, the old woman gasped at the blankness in the depths of the girl's eyes. She pulled the girl to her feet, standing with her.
"Jou-chan, you need to see the master. He'll know how to deal with you." Shinji said softly, carefully masking the mischievous mirth in her voice. Kagome nodded, unaware of the mirth in the old woman's sparkling eyes, as she was led from the healing chambers into the open. She lifted her face to the fresh air, to the soft breeze, it was unusually warm for this time of winter. Kagome shrugged it off. She followed Shinji silently, her eyes cast to the polished wooden floor. She was dimly aware of a shoji door slid open, and she being gently pushed into the room, the door slid shut behind her.
"Kanbanwa, Kagome-san." She heard the silky, velvet smooth voice, and knew it was Sesshomaru with out looking up.
"Kanbanwa, danasama." Her voice was softly, cool, and blank. She felt him arch an eyebrow at the title, and him stand. She stood still, as a rock would, her eyes down cast and unblinking. He stood before her, in white silk hakama, and a white tunic of cotton. He folded his arms over his broad chest, his silky white locks tied at the nape of his neck with a blue ribbon. His amber gaze scanned her form. It was silk clad, and scantily clad at that. Shinji went all out. A ghost of a smirk touched his pale lips, but faded as soon as it had come. He looked at the dress she wore, it was a ice blue silk, with a sleeveless bodice, with a slit turtle neck collar. The silk clung to places he doubted she wanted to accent in front of him, it fell to her ankles, but slit up the sides to her hips, the flaps had tiny gold ribbons criss crossing down them, keeping them secure, to her knee. The lining thread and decorative cherry blossoms where in gold threads, as well. The girl's hair fell in curly waves to her ankles, twirling down her shoulders, the shorter layers in the front from her waist up, entwined with gold ribbons. He noticed the occasionally twitching sharply pointed ears, and the youkai markings. To his dismay he even noticed the crimson, full, lush lips, that were slightly parted in nerves. Out of instinct he took a few long strides away from her. He could see she had milky skin, and thicker lashes on her eyes, making her look even more sultry. He cleared his throat, and took another step back. She looked up slowly, and though she couldn't see a single emotion or sense one, he fought with many. He suddenly sent his cold, calculating gaze to Shinji, who just grinned.
"Explain now, busu." He growled. Shinji grinned broadly, and patted Kagome's back.
"Well, Jou-chan, here died. I brought her back, gave her a good seven pints of your blood, two pints of her own, purged her of all the evils, and restored her to, well, a billion times better than ever Miko, who happens to be youkai." Shinji said this as if it were pleasing. Sesshomaru growled, and Kagome's gaze shot at Shinji.
"Seven.pints.of HIS blood? A living body can only hold nine pints in all, Shinji! I have only two pints of my own remaining?! If I walk out side any youkai with a brain will think I'm Sesshomaru's mate! Inu Yasha will.oh Kami-sama, save me.." Kagome was now officially herself. But feeling as if she were to be sick. Both youkai in the room other than her felt this and tensed ready to catch her if she passed out. "Did I forget to mention, that you have been converted therefore your body must purge it's self of all human remnants?" Shinji asked uncertainly. Kagome's eyes fluttered closed, as she steadied herself on the shoji door panel. Sesshomaru, scooped her up into his arms, and whisked her into the healing chambers again, barely making it, before the first wave of severe fever and vomiting hit her. He held her violently trembling body as the vomiting and coughing racked her lithe frame.
Shinji on the other hand went and made sure a fine room was prepared for Kagome and that her things were brought to it. She assigned a maidservant to tend to the things, and went to go find Rin and Jaken.
Kagome was in so much pain, it was unbearable. Death would have been better. She was dimly aware of the soothing comfort Sesshomaru gave her. She gasped in a breath to her hot lungs, the organs enflamed with the lack of oxygen, she couldn't catch her breath between coughs and vomiting. Sweat dripped from her skin, as blood did too. The pressure in her head, and in her sinuses was killing her. There was an annoying ringing in her sensitive ears. Soon blackness clouded her vision and the pain vanished as she fell unconscious.
Sesshomaru, cradled her close, then wrapped her in thin blankets, setting her on a spare futon. He cleaned the evidence of her torment. Then picked her up gingerly. He walked from the healing chambers, and picked up the sent of the human, Kagome, and found her room. He mentally thanked Shinji, and slid the shoji door open with his foot, and swiftly brought her inside. He carefully set her sweat soaked form down on the bed, and her light form sank deeply into the covers. Sesshomaru smiled openly, a small sweet curve to his pale lips. Shinji went all out to make her comfortable. But unfortunately, she had much, much to explain. The taiyoukai, caressed her stain skinned cheek, flushed with red, from her strain and then left her to her dreamless slumber. He slid the shoji door shut silently and stalked down the hall.
"I want the best kimonos and yukatas in that woman's wardrobe before she wakes. I want her things unpacked, washed and placed where she can find them. Then I want a hot, healing bath drawn and kept for her until she wakes. Are my orders unclear to anyone?" He said softly, commandingly. No one dared to disobey this voice. They all nodded and the servants scurried off, like frightened beetles, then he stalked to the kitchens and cleaning servants, setting them to work. He watched his servants scurry to tend diligently to their new chores, they knew this wasn't all for the woman guest. Youkai Lords were coming and they had to be ready for them. And while silently lunacy reigned the mansion, Sesshomaru, went into his studies, his mind and soul tuned in with Kagome.
Scroll Three
Kagome felt a humming of power in her soul, vibrating through out her. She felt so many different emotions, anger, pain, she was depressed, excited, and she was anxious. She never knew so much power could be with in her being. She sighed softly and looked up at Shinji, the old woman gasped at the blankness in the depths of the girl's eyes. She pulled the girl to her feet, standing with her.
"Jou-chan, you need to see the master. He'll know how to deal with you." Shinji said softly, carefully masking the mischievous mirth in her voice. Kagome nodded, unaware of the mirth in the old woman's sparkling eyes, as she was led from the healing chambers into the open. She lifted her face to the fresh air, to the soft breeze, it was unusually warm for this time of winter. Kagome shrugged it off. She followed Shinji silently, her eyes cast to the polished wooden floor. She was dimly aware of a shoji door slid open, and she being gently pushed into the room, the door slid shut behind her.
"Kanbanwa, Kagome-san." She heard the silky, velvet smooth voice, and knew it was Sesshomaru with out looking up.
"Kanbanwa, danasama." Her voice was softly, cool, and blank. She felt him arch an eyebrow at the title, and him stand. She stood still, as a rock would, her eyes down cast and unblinking. He stood before her, in white silk hakama, and a white tunic of cotton. He folded his arms over his broad chest, his silky white locks tied at the nape of his neck with a blue ribbon. His amber gaze scanned her form. It was silk clad, and scantily clad at that. Shinji went all out. A ghost of a smirk touched his pale lips, but faded as soon as it had come. He looked at the dress she wore, it was a ice blue silk, with a sleeveless bodice, with a slit turtle neck collar. The silk clung to places he doubted she wanted to accent in front of him, it fell to her ankles, but slit up the sides to her hips, the flaps had tiny gold ribbons criss crossing down them, keeping them secure, to her knee. The lining thread and decorative cherry blossoms where in gold threads, as well. The girl's hair fell in curly waves to her ankles, twirling down her shoulders, the shorter layers in the front from her waist up, entwined with gold ribbons. He noticed the occasionally twitching sharply pointed ears, and the youkai markings. To his dismay he even noticed the crimson, full, lush lips, that were slightly parted in nerves. Out of instinct he took a few long strides away from her. He could see she had milky skin, and thicker lashes on her eyes, making her look even more sultry. He cleared his throat, and took another step back. She looked up slowly, and though she couldn't see a single emotion or sense one, he fought with many. He suddenly sent his cold, calculating gaze to Shinji, who just grinned.
"Explain now, busu." He growled. Shinji grinned broadly, and patted Kagome's back.
"Well, Jou-chan, here died. I brought her back, gave her a good seven pints of your blood, two pints of her own, purged her of all the evils, and restored her to, well, a billion times better than ever Miko, who happens to be youkai." Shinji said this as if it were pleasing. Sesshomaru growled, and Kagome's gaze shot at Shinji.
"Seven.pints.of HIS blood? A living body can only hold nine pints in all, Shinji! I have only two pints of my own remaining?! If I walk out side any youkai with a brain will think I'm Sesshomaru's mate! Inu Yasha will.oh Kami-sama, save me.." Kagome was now officially herself. But feeling as if she were to be sick. Both youkai in the room other than her felt this and tensed ready to catch her if she passed out. "Did I forget to mention, that you have been converted therefore your body must purge it's self of all human remnants?" Shinji asked uncertainly. Kagome's eyes fluttered closed, as she steadied herself on the shoji door panel. Sesshomaru, scooped her up into his arms, and whisked her into the healing chambers again, barely making it, before the first wave of severe fever and vomiting hit her. He held her violently trembling body as the vomiting and coughing racked her lithe frame.
Shinji on the other hand went and made sure a fine room was prepared for Kagome and that her things were brought to it. She assigned a maidservant to tend to the things, and went to go find Rin and Jaken.
Kagome was in so much pain, it was unbearable. Death would have been better. She was dimly aware of the soothing comfort Sesshomaru gave her. She gasped in a breath to her hot lungs, the organs enflamed with the lack of oxygen, she couldn't catch her breath between coughs and vomiting. Sweat dripped from her skin, as blood did too. The pressure in her head, and in her sinuses was killing her. There was an annoying ringing in her sensitive ears. Soon blackness clouded her vision and the pain vanished as she fell unconscious.
Sesshomaru, cradled her close, then wrapped her in thin blankets, setting her on a spare futon. He cleaned the evidence of her torment. Then picked her up gingerly. He walked from the healing chambers, and picked up the sent of the human, Kagome, and found her room. He mentally thanked Shinji, and slid the shoji door open with his foot, and swiftly brought her inside. He carefully set her sweat soaked form down on the bed, and her light form sank deeply into the covers. Sesshomaru smiled openly, a small sweet curve to his pale lips. Shinji went all out to make her comfortable. But unfortunately, she had much, much to explain. The taiyoukai, caressed her stain skinned cheek, flushed with red, from her strain and then left her to her dreamless slumber. He slid the shoji door shut silently and stalked down the hall.
"I want the best kimonos and yukatas in that woman's wardrobe before she wakes. I want her things unpacked, washed and placed where she can find them. Then I want a hot, healing bath drawn and kept for her until she wakes. Are my orders unclear to anyone?" He said softly, commandingly. No one dared to disobey this voice. They all nodded and the servants scurried off, like frightened beetles, then he stalked to the kitchens and cleaning servants, setting them to work. He watched his servants scurry to tend diligently to their new chores, they knew this wasn't all for the woman guest. Youkai Lords were coming and they had to be ready for them. And while silently lunacy reigned the mansion, Sesshomaru, went into his studies, his mind and soul tuned in with Kagome.