A/N: Gomen ne. I haven't had the chance to update. I own nothing. ::bowing deeply:: I worship Rumiko Takahashi.
Chapter 3: Gift
"Kagomeeeeeee!" Shippou squealed as he flew into Kagome's midriff. "You're back! I missed you! How come I can't smell you?" Kagome hugged Shippou tightly in her arms.
"I missed you too Shippou. You can't smell me because I masked my scent so…Inuyasha can't find me. A miko I passed in a village taught me. Shippou-chan, where are Miroku and Sango?"
"Let me go get them."
"Remember, Shippou, don't let him know I'm here." Shippou nodded enthusiastically as Kagome hid behind a big tree. He bounced off. When he reached Kaede's hut, he cast a quick look around. Inuyasha was lounging in a tree. He crept into the hut with a silly grin on his face.
"Sango, Miroku," Shippou whispered, "Kagome's back. She's at the edge of the village in the trees. Inuyasha is in the Goshimboku." Sango and Miroku nodded and stood. They linked arms and strolled out of Kaede's hut.
"Inuyasha, Miroku and I are going for a…walk." Sango said to Inuyasha, blushing at him.
"Feh! Do what you want." Sango and Miroku left the clearing. Shippou soon followed, unnoticed by Inuyasha who was deep in thought.
"Kagome!" Sango rushed forward and hugged her friend. Miroku came forward too.
"Lady Kagome. It's good to see you. We have all missed you." He hugged her; his hand drifted toward her rear. He emerged from the hug with a handprint on his face, but he grinned nonetheless. "Perhaps you and Sango should begin to train before the sun goes down." The two girls nodded and stepped into a small clearing they had chosen for Kagome's meetings.
"Okay Kagome. Get ready." Kagome dropped into a defensive position, and Sango looked in surprise.
"I couldn't resist training with the masters I passed, but I never stayed long enough to pass the basics." Sango nodded. She darted forward and began to throw kicks and punches at her friend. Back and forth they continued, as Miroku stared with drool running down his chin. Kagome could defend very well, but she could not get a punch in. Sango easily dodged all of her attempts. The two girls fell to the ground after a few hours.
"You were great Kagome. We need to work on your offense though. I'm so glad you're back. We all missed you." Sango was careful not to mention Inuyasha. By now, the sun was nestled low in the trees, and the forest was dark.
"Lady Kagome, I've been curious to see if your power has grown. May I try a meditation method that links our minds? (There's a Wiccan name for something similar to this, but I can't remember what it's called. Tath meanma something or other. I dunno. It was in the series Sweep.) Kagome nodded. Sango sat leaning against a tree as Miroku and Kagome sat in the clearing. They sat cross-legged with their knees touching as directed by Miroku. He reached over, took Kagome's hands in his own, and began to chant some specific Japanese words. As the chant continued, Kagome began to feel a growing sense of familiarity with the words. Without realizing it, she began to chant as well. The words she said were not of Japanese, however. Sango listened in surprise. She understood the words of Miroku, but she had never heard the words Kagome was speaking. It sounded fluid, calming, beautiful, and…pure. Miroku was so absorbed in the meditative state he was trying to achieve that he didn't notice Kagome chanting with him. After a good ten minutes of this, they both stopped at the same time. They opened their eyes. Sango gasped at what she was seeing. Miroku's eyes were orbs of glowing dark violet. Kagome's eyes shone with the radiance of the sun. Her eyes were pink, laced with silver, as the shikon jewel was.
Kagome's POV in their minds.
Miroku. Your childhood was so distressing. Seeing your father's destruction. The knowledge of your imminent death hanging ever-menacingly over your shoulder. I wish I could do something for you. I wish I could erase your pain. Miroku, I understand why you are always asking girls to bear your children. Kami. Let me help him.
Miroku's POV in their minds.
Kagome. I don't know how you endure this pain I feel in your mind. In your heart. How can you cope with this feeling of being torn between two worlds you love dearly? This tangled web of pain. Each time he runs off with Kikyou. Each time he shouts meanly at you. Every time any one of us is hurt, or even a total stranger. So many responsibilities. Such a burden for one to hold. Your power. It is immense. It shimmers beneath a barrier inside you. A barrier that seems to have been created by you. How can you hold all that power and keep it from breaking out and killing everything? You have the power to destroy the world ten times over. How do you have that strength?
Miroku broke the bond between their minds. Both had tears streaming down their face. They fell into each other's arms. Sango looked on in wonder. What had they seen within the others' minds?
"Miroku." Kagome gasped. She reached over and took his hand in her own. Turning his hand so the palm was up, she carefully inspected it. Delving deep within her, she pushed past the barrier that was only ever crossed when it was a life or death situation, when her friends were hurting. Her eyes glowed silver in the night. Her power flooded into his hand and tingled through his entire body. She grasped the prayer beads on his hand and yanked them off, making Miroku gasp and scream, "No Kagome!" Sango shrunk back involuntarily, expecting the wind tunnel to pull her in. Miroku looked at his hand and gasped. The void was gone.
"Miroku. I felt how much it pained you. How much it prevented you from leading the happy life you want to. I can't bear to see my friends hurt. The void will no longer swallow you. It will be passed to all your future descendants as a gift…not a curse. When you have need of it, it will heed your need and appear, but it will not swallow you. Worry no more over your future. Miroku, my friend." Kagome fell against him in exhaustion. If she wanted, she could have delved into her endless power to rouse herself, but doing that would give her power a chance to break loose. Miroku cradled her to his chest, tears running unchecked down his face. His friend had so much pain, and yet, she was more worried about his pain than her own. Sango realized what Kagome had done for Miroku and began to cry. It was so touching. The houshi and the taijiya sat embracing their friend, who had gone limp from the exertion of raw power.
A/N: Please review. Find out in the next chapter: Does Inuyasha discover Kagome in their midst? Does Kikyou (the btch-not referring to the dog-clay pot) come again? Kouga likes Kagome; will he come for her? Naraku's still out there. So is Sesshomaru. What will happen!
Just so ya know. This is an Inu/Kag fic. Gomen. There's no Inuyasha in this chapter, but he will come. If all goes well, there will be a lemon between Inu and Kag sometime.
Chapter 3: Gift
"Kagomeeeeeee!" Shippou squealed as he flew into Kagome's midriff. "You're back! I missed you! How come I can't smell you?" Kagome hugged Shippou tightly in her arms.
"I missed you too Shippou. You can't smell me because I masked my scent so…Inuyasha can't find me. A miko I passed in a village taught me. Shippou-chan, where are Miroku and Sango?"
"Let me go get them."
"Remember, Shippou, don't let him know I'm here." Shippou nodded enthusiastically as Kagome hid behind a big tree. He bounced off. When he reached Kaede's hut, he cast a quick look around. Inuyasha was lounging in a tree. He crept into the hut with a silly grin on his face.
"Sango, Miroku," Shippou whispered, "Kagome's back. She's at the edge of the village in the trees. Inuyasha is in the Goshimboku." Sango and Miroku nodded and stood. They linked arms and strolled out of Kaede's hut.
"Inuyasha, Miroku and I are going for a…walk." Sango said to Inuyasha, blushing at him.
"Feh! Do what you want." Sango and Miroku left the clearing. Shippou soon followed, unnoticed by Inuyasha who was deep in thought.
"Kagome!" Sango rushed forward and hugged her friend. Miroku came forward too.
"Lady Kagome. It's good to see you. We have all missed you." He hugged her; his hand drifted toward her rear. He emerged from the hug with a handprint on his face, but he grinned nonetheless. "Perhaps you and Sango should begin to train before the sun goes down." The two girls nodded and stepped into a small clearing they had chosen for Kagome's meetings.
"Okay Kagome. Get ready." Kagome dropped into a defensive position, and Sango looked in surprise.
"I couldn't resist training with the masters I passed, but I never stayed long enough to pass the basics." Sango nodded. She darted forward and began to throw kicks and punches at her friend. Back and forth they continued, as Miroku stared with drool running down his chin. Kagome could defend very well, but she could not get a punch in. Sango easily dodged all of her attempts. The two girls fell to the ground after a few hours.
"You were great Kagome. We need to work on your offense though. I'm so glad you're back. We all missed you." Sango was careful not to mention Inuyasha. By now, the sun was nestled low in the trees, and the forest was dark.
"Lady Kagome, I've been curious to see if your power has grown. May I try a meditation method that links our minds? (There's a Wiccan name for something similar to this, but I can't remember what it's called. Tath meanma something or other. I dunno. It was in the series Sweep.) Kagome nodded. Sango sat leaning against a tree as Miroku and Kagome sat in the clearing. They sat cross-legged with their knees touching as directed by Miroku. He reached over, took Kagome's hands in his own, and began to chant some specific Japanese words. As the chant continued, Kagome began to feel a growing sense of familiarity with the words. Without realizing it, she began to chant as well. The words she said were not of Japanese, however. Sango listened in surprise. She understood the words of Miroku, but she had never heard the words Kagome was speaking. It sounded fluid, calming, beautiful, and…pure. Miroku was so absorbed in the meditative state he was trying to achieve that he didn't notice Kagome chanting with him. After a good ten minutes of this, they both stopped at the same time. They opened their eyes. Sango gasped at what she was seeing. Miroku's eyes were orbs of glowing dark violet. Kagome's eyes shone with the radiance of the sun. Her eyes were pink, laced with silver, as the shikon jewel was.
Kagome's POV in their minds.
Miroku. Your childhood was so distressing. Seeing your father's destruction. The knowledge of your imminent death hanging ever-menacingly over your shoulder. I wish I could do something for you. I wish I could erase your pain. Miroku, I understand why you are always asking girls to bear your children. Kami. Let me help him.
Miroku's POV in their minds.
Kagome. I don't know how you endure this pain I feel in your mind. In your heart. How can you cope with this feeling of being torn between two worlds you love dearly? This tangled web of pain. Each time he runs off with Kikyou. Each time he shouts meanly at you. Every time any one of us is hurt, or even a total stranger. So many responsibilities. Such a burden for one to hold. Your power. It is immense. It shimmers beneath a barrier inside you. A barrier that seems to have been created by you. How can you hold all that power and keep it from breaking out and killing everything? You have the power to destroy the world ten times over. How do you have that strength?
Miroku broke the bond between their minds. Both had tears streaming down their face. They fell into each other's arms. Sango looked on in wonder. What had they seen within the others' minds?
"Miroku." Kagome gasped. She reached over and took his hand in her own. Turning his hand so the palm was up, she carefully inspected it. Delving deep within her, she pushed past the barrier that was only ever crossed when it was a life or death situation, when her friends were hurting. Her eyes glowed silver in the night. Her power flooded into his hand and tingled through his entire body. She grasped the prayer beads on his hand and yanked them off, making Miroku gasp and scream, "No Kagome!" Sango shrunk back involuntarily, expecting the wind tunnel to pull her in. Miroku looked at his hand and gasped. The void was gone.
"Miroku. I felt how much it pained you. How much it prevented you from leading the happy life you want to. I can't bear to see my friends hurt. The void will no longer swallow you. It will be passed to all your future descendants as a gift…not a curse. When you have need of it, it will heed your need and appear, but it will not swallow you. Worry no more over your future. Miroku, my friend." Kagome fell against him in exhaustion. If she wanted, she could have delved into her endless power to rouse herself, but doing that would give her power a chance to break loose. Miroku cradled her to his chest, tears running unchecked down his face. His friend had so much pain, and yet, she was more worried about his pain than her own. Sango realized what Kagome had done for Miroku and began to cry. It was so touching. The houshi and the taijiya sat embracing their friend, who had gone limp from the exertion of raw power.
A/N: Please review. Find out in the next chapter: Does Inuyasha discover Kagome in their midst? Does Kikyou (the btch-not referring to the dog-clay pot) come again? Kouga likes Kagome; will he come for her? Naraku's still out there. So is Sesshomaru. What will happen!
Just so ya know. This is an Inu/Kag fic. Gomen. There's no Inuyasha in this chapter, but he will come. If all goes well, there will be a lemon between Inu and Kag sometime.