A/N: Howdees! What's up?! I'm sitting here all excited like cause someone told me that being the nerd that I am is okay! Thank you sooooooo much, Destiny's Moonlight Angel! Star Trek does rock! We all know that Cmdr. Riker is soo sexy, so is Gordi. Thanks to Mikomi for the name of Shippo's mom. You are the only one who sent me one so hey guess what? You win! YAY!

Emiri-chan, thanx for the compliment! I try to update as much as I can with school and my job and all. I have most of the story written already, so that I just have to type it up and post it. It makes it so that even I get really bad writer's block, I still have three to five days worth of chapters to post so I don't have to freak out about it! But mostly I just love to write! Not because of anything really, just because I love to see that someone out there likes it. If only one person reviewed my story, besides Val, I would be happy. (Although I don't want the rest of you to stop reviewing, I'm just saying all I need is that one person, you know?!) Would you really mind if I used your term "Dark-chocolate"? I ssssssoooooooo have a "Trigun" story that TOTALLY fits that category. Besides it's my favorite type of chocolate. Kenshin rocks! (Almost as much as Star Trek!) Pens and pencils are good, but I have a hand held tape recorder so if I don't have the time to write down a story idea, I just say it into my recorder on the go! It is a very good thing for all writers to have! Even fan fic writers!

Hey Nightkid...don't bug me to make these chapters longer! I make them as long as I want to! I stop because I need to leave you people in suspense so that you will come back for the next update! As you can see, it works!

Okay, peeps. Why does everyone automatically think that the assassin is Naraku? Well he isn't Naraku. I mean, she isn't Naraku. We'll get to that. I think that is all the writers notes I have for now, okay on with the fic!

The Other Side of the Mirror

Chapter 13: The Savior

"Sesshoumaru!" A female voice yelled. "You demon bastard! Get out here! And bring that bitch *human* of yours' with you!"

Kagome sprang up, "Sango?!" she coughed. She leapt out of the bed and ran toward the ruble that used to be the door. (WOW! Check it out! Having Naraku be the assassin is too predictable and over done. If you haven't noticed by now, I don't like to be average! Expect the unexpected, peeps!)

"Kagome, no!" Sesshoumaru yelled, but took a large gulp of poison gas with it. It made him light-headed enough to let his wife slip through his fingers. His vision swam as watched her cover her nose and mouth with the sleeve of her kimono and rush through the door. "Kagome," he tried to stand, but the room started to spin, he stumbled to the door as quickly as he could. The poison seemed to be specially made to attack his demon senses. Kagome had been affected, but not nearly as much as he had.

He looked through the doorway. His wife was being held hostage, a dagger pressed to her neck, pleading with her captor. "Sango! It's me! Please! Look at me! Sango, it's me, Kagome!"

"Shut up!" The woman yelled, she couldn't have been too much older then Kagome. "I don't know you! I'm here to get my revenge on all demons! Sesshoumaru! Get out here and watch part of your life die!"

"Release my wife!" Sesshoumaru half yelled, half coughed. He kept his mind trying to figure out any way that he could kill this homicidal wench without letting his wife get injured. (Notice how Sesshy doesn't even think the word "bitch". He's an Inu youkai, there for, calling anyone a "bitch" is not really an insult to him. To humans it is an insult, to dogs...it's just a female!)

"No!" she pressed the dagger harder to Kagome's throat, "Demons are evil, they must be suffer. All humans who side with them must be shown their error by losing their lives! Besides, it's not like a demon can love. You care no more for her then you do the ground you walk upon!" (Wrong thing to say, chicky...)

He growled, "How dare you?! Release my wife, or the consequences will be dire!"

"No!" Kagome cried. "Please don't hurt her! Sango! Don't you remember?!"

"Shut up you traitorous bitch! I do not need the sympathy of a bitch who shares her bed with a demon!"

"Sango?" Kagome pleaded, "What's wrong with you?"

"I said SHUT UP!" Sango yelled, pressing the dagger even harder to her neck. A thin line of blood appeared as the blade started to break into the first few layers of skin.

"I do not wish to hurt you." Sesshoumaru threatened. He tried not to show that he could hardly stand, he was almost positive that he would not be able to attack and have the agility to save his wife in time. His vision was now so fuzzy, he could barely make out a fuzzy blotch of color in his eyesight, where the faint yelling was coming from. (Does that make any sense?)

The poison dulled Sesshoumaru's senses so badly he had to strain to hear what the assassin was presumably yelling. The only thing he saw was one of the fuzzy shapes fall to the ground, while the other remained standing. (Oh NO!) "Kagome?" He asked weakly, praying that the shape on the ground wasn't her.

The shape that had been standing started to move closer. He braced himself for the pain of a dagger, which had already spilled his wife's blood, to slice it's way through him. (Are you dying here? I know that I'm crying)

Instead a pair of arms wrapped around him; "Sesshoumaru?! Are you alright?!"

Relief flooded over him, (What about you?! Heehee) "Kagome?" He whispered and fell to one knee, the adrenaline rush that was feeding him strength now gone. "Are you-" He wound it difficult to speak.

"Don't speak, milord." A male voice said. "Lady Kagome, take a sip of this, then give the rest to Lord Sesshoumaru."

He could only imagine that she had, because the next thing he knew a small bowl was held to his lips. He drank every drop. After a few seconds, his senses started to return. Kagome was kneeling in front of him, a worried expression on her face. To the left of her, Miroku, his face filled with just as much worry, kneeled.

"Kagome?" He placed his hand on her cheek, "Are you hurt?"

She smiled, "No, I'm fine. Are you."

He still felt dizzy, but he wasn't about to tell her that. "Yes, I'm alright." He took her into a huge hug. "What were you thinking?! That assassin could have killed you!"

"But it's Sango! We're only separated when I go home!" Kagome cried.

"Kagome," Sesshoumaru soothed, "I've never seen her before."

She shook her head, tears spilling from her eyes. "I remember! I do!" She gazed into her husband's eyes. "It was part of the spell, wasn't it? Sango isn't my friend. They used people that really do exist, just to confuse me more. But what about Miroku? Shippo? Or even Kouga?"

"Well, I exist milady. I would do anything to protect a fair woman such as yourself." The man next to her bowed. "I have worked in this castle sense before you were brought here."

"Why is everything I remember *so* wrong?!"

"It's alright, Kagome," Sesshoumaru said. He tried to stand, but couldn't. "Miroku?! What's wrong with me?!"

"It seems that the poison was created to hurt demons more then humans. I'm glad that you have an almost equal number of humans in the castle as you do demons. I have them passing out the antidote. Your body simply needs to heal and rid itself of the poison. Be patient."

"How long will it take for Kagome's body to heal?!" He didn't really care about himself, his demon body could heal itself fast enough, but Kagome...Kagome's frail human body could be destroyed by a simple illness! Who knew what a demonic poison would do?!
A/N: Heehee, I about I stop there. Now you will all have to come back to see if Kagome will be okay. She will, if you want a spoiler. I have other things planned for her. I'm not going to go back to Inu-Yasha (the good one) for a while. I don't like writing about him. Kagome is too terrified of him to be interesting. Sesshy and Kagome are a lot more fun. Well! Please review!