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Sesshomaru/Kagura

Sesshomaru/OC (whom you met breifly in chapter one, and will learn about IF YOU REVIEW! Did I mention she might fix up his arm? XD)

Rin/Shippo

If you have any others, please feel free to share them. And if you have any special requests for the current pairings (aka Inu/Kag San/Mir) I would love to hear them!! Thank you, and again, PLEASE REVIEW!! (sense a pattern yet?)

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Za Hoshi Yabun: Chapter 2

Omoi no Amimono

'What an awful dream.........' Kagome turned over in her bed, 'That's a horrible way to die; hope I never have something like that happen.' But as she started to drift back into sweet slumber, she suddenly felt a pair of lips nuzzling her neck. Her sapphire eyes snapped open and she sat up quickly, looking at her assailant. Inu-yasha, an older, and if it was possible, even more handsome version, was laying in confusion on the futon. "Gome-chan? What's wrong?"

'Gome-chan? Gome-chan?? What the heck...?'

"Inu...Inu-yasha? What..." She turned bright red, "What are you doing in my bed?!" A pair of dark eyebrows nearly made it to the man's hairline, "Your bed? Don't you mean our bed? Are you feeling ok?" He sat up to press a hand on her forehead, his golden eyes glowing in concern. She blushed even harder, realizing he was naked underneath the covers, "Um...I feel fine...I'm just a bit confused."

"Confused? What are you confused about?" He tilted his head and looked at her oddly, "Are you sure you're not sick? I haven't seen you this red since our wedding night."

'WEDDING NIGHT???'

"Um...are we married?" Inu-yasha's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "No duh!! We've been married for six years! We just celebrated our anniversary last night!" A teasing look of distaste crossed his face, "I told you that you had too much sake last night." Now Kagome was really bewildered, Inu-yasha was never like this around her, and were they really married? "What...what happened to Naraku? To the Shikon no Tama?"

"Good gods, that alcohol must have really hit you hard. Ok..." He scooped up Kagome like she was a child, placing her in his lap as if he were about to tell her a bed time story. Now she was really red, but she didn't make any moves to get off, she kinda liked the idea he wanted to touch her so much. "Seven years ago we defeated Naraku, it was a hard battle. Very hard, mind you. Even with Kagura and Sesshomaru working with us, it was really tricky to beat him."

"Kagura and Sesshomaru? Why would they help us?" A soft chuckle came from her 'husband'. "Well, first off, Kagura hated Naraku. Really wanted to get rid of him. And somewhere along the way Sesshomaru fell in love with her."

"Oh."

"Yeah, tell me about it. But we did win, Kouga gave us his shards, and the Shikon was finally finished." Inu-yasha made a face, "I think it was then that Kouga decided he wanted to be with Ayame, anyway........" Kagome inwardly smiled, she had always thought the two would make a cute couple, "What did we do with the jewel?" A loving smile touched Inu-yasha's lips, and he gently traced her cheek with his finger, "We made a wish, don't you remember?" She shook her head, making him shake his, "Ok, no more sake for you anymore, I don't want this happening EVER again. But anyway...we wished we could be together forever." Now it was her turn for her eyes to pop out of her head. He laughed at her expression, "Yeah, a little before the final battle, we realized our feelings for each other. I think it was the only reason that we won, at least for me." Tears of joy began to fill her eyes, this was true, it was really true. "What about Sango? Miroku? Shippo?"

"Sango and Miroku married a few years after us, and Shippo is still around this house though he needs to go out and........." He was silenced by Kagome kissing his lips, to which he readily responded. As they kissed, she pushed him gently so he was lying on his back underneath her, and her hair made a curtain so that he could see only her face. She pulled back and looked at him with love shining in her eyes, "I love you, Inu-chan."

"Now there's the Gome-chan I know and love," he whispered before he captured her lips once more. Kagome had a feeling this was going to be a very busy morning.........

"Kagome, KAGOME!!" Inu-yasha howled as he searched the forest he was currently lost in. He knew she was nearby, he could feel her. And it was driving him insane that he couldn't find her. 'Damn it, where is she??' He leapt nimbly from tree to tree, trying vainly to follow her scent. It seemed to come from everywhere, so he couldn't put a specific trail on it. He growled angrily, but continued his search. Now the surroundings were becoming more familiar, and he made his way to the northeast. He lived in this forest for a long time before becoming trapped in it, so he knew almost every stone, tree, and stream that lurked in the shadowy realm of the forest that was his namesake.

Now he was heading to a place that held more than one meaning to him; the Goshinboku Tree. As he made his way, he felt Kagome's presence getting closer and closer, and he silently rejoiced. Once he found her, he would never let her go. Ok, how many times had he told himself that? This time, he REALLY meant it. As he crashed into the clearing that held the well-known sight, his heart jumped in his chest. There she was, standing right in the place where they first met. She was looking at the place where he had been pinned to the trunk, her hand resting on the tale-tell mark. "Kagome!" at the sound of her name, she turned to face him, her beautiful smile on her face. Her loving eyes were full of light, and he reached out to hold her. But she was instantly replaced by another, just as familiar face. But these eyes, though they were the same color of Kagome's, were dead, lifeless. He stopped dead in his tracts, "Kikyo?" Her smile was malicious and cruel, "Hello Inu-yasha, looking for something?"

"Where's Kagome?"

"The girl? Why should you care? You love me don't you?" The question echoed in his mind, and an all too common battle began to take place. He didn't even argue as a pair of cold arms encircled his waist. Her spell was beginning to seize him, and he let himself fall into it, as he always did. His soul belonged to this dead woman, and if she deemed to take it, than so be it. But a voice came into his mind, Inu-yasha? Inu-yasha?!

'Kagome........?'

"Shh..........Inu-yasha. Don't think of anything, just come with me..........."

INU-YASHA!! The dog demon's eyes snapped open, and he tore himself away from Kikyo. He searched the area around him, "Kagome? Where are you?"

"Why are you even looking for her, Inu-yasha? Don't you care for me?"

"Yeah, but I just can't abandon Kagome, she sounds like she's in trouble........." The priestess came up behind her former lover and pressed herself against him, "Don't worry about her," she purred, "She'll be fine. It's not like she cares about you.........." Inu-yasha pushed her away, his face contorted in anger, "Don't you ever say that again! Kagome does care for me, in a way, she's cared for me more than you ever did........." He realized his words, and stopped. He had never really thought about it, but it was true. Kagome was more genuinely concerned about his welfare, and had been at his side through everything, even his betrayals. His fists clenched at his sides, his determination gleaming in his eyes. "You've chosen her, haven't you?" He looked up at her, and to him, she looked passive. "Yes, you.........you're already dead. You've betrayed me a dozen times, and I did give you an opportunity to have a life with me. You were the one who chose death instead of me." She gave him a sad, sad smile, "I understand Inu-yasha." This surprised the hanyou greatly, "You.........do?" The priestess walked away from him, towards the old tree where so many memories were entombed, "Yes, I understand..........." Kikyo waved her hand in front of her. A vision of Kagome appeared in the bark of the wood, in bonds and screaming at the top of her lungs. "..........that your beloved miko needs to die." Inu-yasha stared at the women in front of him in horror, "You wouldn't.........you can't..........."

"I would, I can, and I will," a feral smile made the ancient priestess look completely evil. "Then you will be all mine."

"If you harm a single hair on her head, Kikyo, I will kill you!" The woman turned and walked away from him, "I will be interested to see if you will live up to that oath." She passed through the portal, and Inu-yasha quickly followed her through it. But instead of ending up where the maniacal priestess and his dear friend were, he ended up in another part of the forest. "KUSO!!" He slammed his fist into a tree, splintering it. Let's make things interesting, Inu-yasha....... The hanyou looked up at the sound of the cold voice, I'll actually give you some time to try to save your beloved little future girl. I'll give you some clues to try to find us, it's up to you to follow the trail

"You bitch!" Evil laughter echoed in the trees, Oh, my dear Inu-yasha, you haven't seen anything yet........ Something ticklish landed on his nose, and he sneezed. Then he realized it had the scent of Kagome literally steaming off of it. Looking at the ground, he saw a single black hair. He knelt and studied it, it wasn't as long as Kagome's hair........but.........Suddenly, it was raining black hair, leading a small path in the forest. His eyes widened, it was beginning to dawn on him what Kikyo was doing. Clutching at a clump of hair, his whole body shook in rage, but he quickly rose and began running down the track. He better hurry, before the witch took off something more valuable and vital than hair.......

Shippo whimpered, curled up in a tight ball. He wanted Kagome, he wanted to feel safe. His body was still shivering from the effects of sinking, and he was very, very afraid. He then felt a pair of arms around him, and he peeped up, his eyes blurry from the sand, "Kagome?"

"You silly kit, what type of dreams are you havin'?" His green eyes snapped open and stared in awe at the red headed woman looking down at him, "Mommy?" The demoness' blue eyes sparkled down at him, "O' course it's me, who else would I be?" Tears sprang up in his eyes, "I thought you were dead!!" The woman blinked in surprise, "You mus' have been havin' nightmares, ain't I standin' here, holding you now?" The little kitsune grasped his mother in a tight hug, "Oh, mommy!!" She cuddled him to her breast, patting his back gently. "What's going on here? Why is the little one crying?"

"Daddy!!" Shippo pounced on his father, who caught him out of reflex. "Whoa, kiddo, what are you doing?"

"It seems he ha' a nightmare," the mother walked up softly. "Something about me being dead........"

"Daddy was dead too!" Shippo piqued up. "Then who was taken' care o' you?" The woman asked teasingly, "There was Kagome, she was a lot like you mom, except she was human." The demon pair raised their eyebrows but didn't interrupt, "And there was Inu-yasha, he was really mean. And there was Sango, she was nice, but not as nice as Kagome. Oh! And there was Miroku too, but he was weird."

"Sounds like an interesting group of demons."

"Oh, they weren't demons. Only Kirara was a full demon, Inu-yasha was only half a demon." The father sat down, bringing his child with him, "Why would you want to be with humans?" Shippo shrugged, "They were nice, and they were the only ones who would take care of me."

"Well, you don' have ta worry about that anymo'........We're here now." She nuzzled her face against his hair, and he turned to hug her. "I love you, mom."

"I luv you too, sweetie, let's go home," she mentioned more to her mate than her son. He nodded and rose, Shippo clutched in his arms. As his parents began the trek back to their cave, the little kit began to fall asleep in the warmth of his father's arms.

Sango groaned, she literally hurt all over. It was like all her old scars were reopening and causing her pain. Moaning at the soreness she tried to sit up. To her horror, she realized she couldn't. She opened her eyes quickly and looked up at her wrist; it was held down to the ground by dark miasma, one she was all too familiar with. 'Naraku, so it was you.......'

"So I see you're finally awake, Sango," the Taiyja turned at the silken voice, ignoring the shivers going down her spine. She attempted to spit at him, at which he deftly dodged, "How rude."

"Let me go at once! What have you done to the others?" she demanded. The lord looked at her with his typical aloofness, "I don't think you're in the position to be giving orders." She struggled against her bonds, trying to get free, "Damn you!" He shook his head and tsked, "And such foul language too." He got to his feet and stood at her head, kneeling back down to stroke at her hair, "And yet so beautiful......." She stared at him oddly, "What?" Naraku chuckled, "You really are a fascinating human, Sango. That's why I decided not to kill you." Tears filled at her eyes, "And you killed the others?"

"They're fate is in your hands, Sango."

"What do you mean?" He brought out his share of the Shikon jewel, and held it front of her eyes. "Use the power of this to become a demon, and my queen." She stared at him very strangely, "Who are you, and what have you done to the real Naraku?" The youkai leaned over the warrior's face his nose touching hers, ignoring her question, "Admit it Sango, the idea of becoming immortal, powerful, entices you doesn't it?" He pressed his cheek against hers, and whispered softly in her ear, "Admit it, you've been attracted to me since you met me." The girl shook her head, "No.......never. You killed my family."

"But you felt such freedom at their deaths, didn't you? Like some chain had been taken off you. Some leash." A tear slipped down her face, "Stop.......onegai........"

"Shh.........Sango, it will all be over soon, soon you will feel nothing.......all you will know is me." He brought up his head and stared down at her with his crimson orbs, "Are you ready?"

"What.........if I refuse?" He tilted his head lazily, his cold eyes glittering, "Then your friends perish, and I change you against your will. I might even let your little brother die........"

"No! Please, I'll do whatever you say! Just don't hurt Kohaku!!" Tears spilled down her cheeks at the thought of the now puppet like boy that had once been her younger sibling. "Now, that's my good Sango." He swiped one of the tears onto his finger, and looked at it, "This is the last time I shall see anything like this coming from you. After this, you will cry no more." In a perverse way, that sounded very nice to the Taiyja's ears. Then she felt something very cool at her lips, "You must swallow this, unless you want me to add another scar to that lovely body of yours." She shook her head, and obediently opened her mouth and pushed the Shikon jewel down her throat. "Good girl," Naraku then fiercely bit his bottom lip, causing blood to bubble up and drip down his chin. He then leaned forward so his bloodied lips were barely a breath away from her own. She shakily opened her mouth, expecting a kiss. What she got was a very sharp pair of teeth piercing her soft flesh, at which she cried out. He silenced her then by giving her what she had expected a second ago. "Make a wish," he whispered. Sango closed her eyes and inwardly spoke her heart's 'desire'.

A searing pain encompassed her body, making her arc off the ground despite the bonds that attempted to hold her down. Her maroon eyes rolled to the back of her head, as convulsions started to wrack her body. Blood trickled from where her nails dug into her skin, but instead of the dark fluid usually seen, it was bright and glowing. After a few moments of this torment of the body, physical changes began to take place. Her soft brown hair extended, becoming longer and darker, with highlights of maroon around her face. The nails of humanity faded, her fingers just becoming like sharp talons. Her body remained pretty much the same, except the scars earned in battle disappeared from view, as if her past self had never existed, and her face became slender, more refined. When all was said and done, a very nice looking demoness lay on the floor in Naraku's chamber. Lust flamed the said youkai's eyes, but he did not make a move to touch her. This was a wise decision, for the eyes of the newly made Sango snapped open and she writhed against her bonds. Hissing and scratching like some untamed beast, the former Taiyja's red eyes flamed in anger. "Release me!!" she snarled viciously. "Calm down first, beloved," he whispered, "Then I'll let you go."

"Beloved? Who the hell are you to call me that?"

"Your future mate and lord," she paused, trying to remember anything. "I don't recall you, or anything else for that matter."

"Of course not," he said coolly, "You were put under a spell, I barely managed to save your body. Sadly I lost your memory in the process." She blinked at him, "How do I know if I can trust you?"

"Do you have anyone else?"

"I guess not. Can I at least know my name?"

"Your name," he paused thoughtfully, "is Rutakai."

"Papa? Papa?!" Miroku felt a pair of hands shaking him, "Papa!! Wake up!!" The priest waved his hand at his assailant. His eyes blinked open lazily at he gazed up at surprise at the girlish face above him, "Sango?" The figure shook their head,

'Not again.'

"No papa, it's me, Koraru. It looks like the fever finally broke, that's good." The child, as Miroku could now see, dipped a cloth in water before wiping his head with it. "Who are you?" she shook her head again, "I'm your daughter." He sat up now, "DAUGHTER??" She rolled her eyes at him and pushed him back down, "Don't move like that, you just got over a very bad case of the flu. You muscles will overstretch if you do that again." He lied compliantly, but stared up at the girl in confusion, "Where is your mother?"

"You must be still suffering from some of the effects of the fever, momma's dead, remember? Naraku killed her." Tears filled his eyes, in his heart he knew who the child's mother was, "Sango......." Well, at least he got to have a kid with her, maybe he did finally prove his love for her. Now he had this girl that was just as beautiful as her mother, except, of course, she had his eyes. Wait.......did she.......? He looked at her right hand, and even more tears filled his eyes. Wrapped around her arm was a rosary spell very similar to his own, except it was maroon. Reaching out with his own cursed hand, he touched it softly; almost afraid a simple touch would release its wrath. She smiled down at him, "It's alright papa. We'll get Naraku and break this curse." Yep, she was definitely his child. He returned her smile, "Yes, we will."

"But first.......you need to get better!" She pressed her lips against his forehead, "Now go back to sleep, if you're better in the morning, perhaps we can go hunting again." He nodded, suddenly he felt very, very sleepy. As she nestled the blankets around his shoulders, he felt the safest and loved he had in years before he fell off into slumber.......

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