When We Were Young-chap4

By: Kumiko Ikachi / A.K.A BaX

Aren't you people proud of me? You should be I'm writing so much better and faster then I ever have before! I really mean it my writing style is evolving and changing a little more everyday and its something pretty neat really anywhoo this is the 4th chapter of When We Were Young so I hope you enjoy it!

BaX

Shero – Oh don't worry he will eventually. Not to soon though... just to let you know

this IS an Inu Kag fic

iLvsimpleplepln2 – OK salute

Firefairy – Oh No!!! is it confusing? I'm bow SO bow Sorry!!! bow bow bow

Smallfrichick323 – Keiko I wovey u! Even though I don't think any one on this site can read L33t but I can and that's all that counts Y3ZZ PH43R M3! Piro and Largo and Dom and Ed all the way!!

Vixen12089 – 4 times! Holy crap! Talk about a complement! And don't worry about the Promoting I do the same thing . I now how its is but the fact that You value my writing enough that you want me to read yours! sigh I'm Touched!

Spike Spegiel – don't you think that's a little much Hashi? I all ready smacked you for this But I'll do it again for good measure! -SMACK- there

Lacey Calhoun – don't worry I hate her too! but her and Inuyasha are 200 years apart so No worries there mate!

Ok enough ranting from me! Now on to the story!

"Well Hiro?" She cheerfully chorused. "Shall we go now?"

"Hmm?" He said, glancing up quickly before staring at the ground again. "H-hai lets go." Kikyo walked across the yard and, before she could stop her self, linked her arm through his. Startled he looked down to find Kikyo blushing just as much as he was. Then they walked off into the night, her blush mimicking his.

"But Lord Sesshomaru!" Jakken whined, "What does this have to do with tacking in this filthy half breed child?" The youkai simply glared at the creature, striking the fear of Sesshomaru into his heart. "Oh, you weren't done yet were you."

"No Jakken I wasn't." Jakken stared hard at the ground, and then suddenly an idea hit him.

"I know Lord Sesshomaru! You could continue with your story!" Sesshomaru placed his palm to his forehead.

"Why do I even bother?" He muttered, "How bout I just continue after Kikyo and Hiro are married."

She stood up and watched, amused by the silver moonlit droplets trickling off her pale skin. Sighing she let her fingers trail over her steadily swelling belly.

"I will have to tell him soon," she mused. Once again she replayed in her mind all the reasons she talked herself into marrying a man she did not love, she let out another long sigh.

"Kuso miko," she breathed. "What have you gotten yourself into now?" Rising out of the waist high water, she peered at the illuminated pool she had found one day.

"My very own privet bathing spot," she giggled. Her moment of mirth however did not last long. A rustle in the bushes startled her into a gasp. She instinctively reached for the bow and arrows that were not strapped on her naked back. She realized with regret that her weapon lay with her clothes on the bank of the pond. The only thing she wore was the jewel.

The rustling grew more persistent, whatever it was it was coming closer. Kikyo didn't have time to swim to shore. Calming her shattered nerves, Kikyo opened her mind to sense the coming danger. A youkai, a strong one, the miko almost used a blast of her miko powers to instantly kill it, but something stopped her. Feeling again with her senses she noticed that this youkai was wounded, his strength waning.

"Not my problem," she thought coldly. "Let the bastard die. That's one less youkai to bother me." With a screaming conscience, Kikyo tried to return to her bath.

"Please...I...I can feel you're...your power...help...me..." After his last gasp the youkai's eyes closed seemingly for that last time. Panicking, and plus her maternal instincts had kicked in already, Kikyo leapt from the water. Rushing over to the fallen youkai, she flipped him over and checked for a pulse. Finding a faint but existent pulse she calmed.

"What do you think your doing Kikyo? You're worried over someone who is supposed to be your mortal enemy? This is crazy! You should just mind your own business. Besides what would Hiro think?" Thinking of her husband, Kikyo unconsciously glared off into space. "Just because he married me does not make him my supreme ruler! I have the choice to do whatever I choose! And I choose to help this youkai!" Kikyo placed the youkai's head in her lap and began focusing her miko energy at the bleeding hole in his side. Closing her eyes she pictured the healing taking place beneath her fingers.

As the broken tissue mended, and the torn muscles healed, the miko felt the youkai stir. By a simple, yet forceful, push with her powers she put him beneath a curative slumber. As time drifted past them, Kikyo let her mind wander through the torrents of his thoughts.

Hate.......Betrayal.......Pain.......Love.......Trust.......Sadness.............

Many faces swam before the miko's eyes. So many emotions, so much hurt. Before she knew it, bitter tears were coursing down her ivory cheeks. Tears wept from the overabundance of pain trapped in this youkai's heart. Pain she terrified herself with, for she knew she could heal it.

"You're a beautiful women, to weep for me." Awaking, he had found himself in the lap of a stunning woman, her onyx hair dripping starlit water droplets over her exposed breast. Inhaling her soft smoky scent; he gazed into her face to find her shedding silently painful tears.

"You're a beautiful women, to weep for me." Startled, she opened her eyes. And he was instantly transfixed by them. "So this is Kikyo, I believe my plan just got easier."

"H-how can you be awake? You are barley healed. Wait until I am finished."

"You and I both know you can't completely heal me. You should just bring me back from death's door step; my body can take it from there."

"Are you implying I'm not powerful enough to heal you completely?" Her tone had begun to acquire an icy edge to it; he got the feeling that 'ice' was the exact word most associated with her.

"No, not that at all, it is merely for my own benefit."

"Well if you won't let me heal you all at once, then I have to do it slowly and using more herbs than power. I assure you its much slower and painful."

"But why miko would you want to heal me at all?" Kikyo closed her eyes; as much as she hated it the youkai was right. Healing him, just this little but, was tiring for her. Most likely because it took all most all of her strength to keep the Shikon no Tama purified. So really healing him in the natural way was in fact the only way. As for the fact of helping him,

"That is none of your damn business! I heal whom ever I choose to heal! Not who the village mayor or his dammed son tells me to." Unconsciously Kikyo had clenched her fist. And the youkai found him self comforting her. Stroking her hand as if they were old friends, strangely neither of the two seemed to really realize what they were doing, just simply instinctively enjoying the console found in each other.

"Perhaps we should think about where I should stay while am being healed. I highly doubt your village mayor would welcome me with open arms. Another thing we should consider is whither you're going to continue to astound me with your beauty or would you rather put your clothes on?" A burning heat rushed to Kikyo's face as she realized, in her haste to help her enemy, she had forgotten to dress.

"Not only that," she thought panicking. "But my bow is behind this youkai! Baka miko, never let your guard down, is that not the first rule of an eternal priestess?" Despite the furious blush upon her face, Kikyo still managed to cast about a haughty aura as she turned suddenly, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Come, I know of a cave you can stay in till I am finished with my healing." Kikyo marched into the desolate wood. Her youkai flowing close behind.

They soon reached a desolate yawning precipice that she expected the demon to dwell in.

"Hold on a second wench, I'm not staying here! Find me another, non-wolf reeking, cave!"

"There isn't another cave for miles and you know it you ungrateful youkai!" The demon stalked inside the cavern, which was not nearly as bad as he made it seem.

A fresh water spring bubbled and churned sweetly in the comforting shade that shrouded the back of the small cavern. One corner of the cave floor was covered with a springy patch of tranquil moss. Which made a sweet smelling bed for anyone to sleep in. Anyone who would sleep in a cave that is.

"Well wench, I suppose this will do." The youkai firmly planted himself in the moss and waved the women away. "Now hurry and bring me something to eat, I'm hungry."

"Get your own food baka youkai!" Kikyo spat glaring daggers into his eyes.

"Oh feisty now are we? Well sense your giving me orders, is there anything else to add wench?"

"Yes actually there is, STOP CALLING ME WENCH! I have a name, its KIKYO!" Yo yo yo, echoed clearly throughout the small grotto. Making Kikyo feel smaller and smaller, as she watched this wounded yet still powerful youkai rise to his feet, Kikyo kicked herself.

"Baka! That was smart! Just yell some more like an angered child! I'm sure he was quite impressed!" She stared with wide eyes and bated breath as he gracefully glided towards her. His arm lifted and Kikyo winced, she knew she deserved this but she was still dreading the smack. Instead she gaped as her hand was brought to his smooth, lush lips. Kikyo noted how chilled they seemed, and wondered what it would be like to warm them. Trying to hide her blush the miko watched as he knelt before her, holding her hand above his bowed head.

"Forgive me Lady Kikyo; I am Tasho Inu lord of the Inu clan. Gomen for disrespecting your title and rank." Allowing a slight smirk to play across his handsome features, Tasho marveled at the flustered look of embarrassment worn over Kikyo's normal mask of icy aloofness.

"She really is cute," he thought. "This is going to be loads of fun!"

"Tasho, I-I need to go find you food." Dropping his hand like a snake, Kikyo fled the cave. In search of her clothes, and of her weapon. Because they had shared names did not make Tasho less dangerous, in fact it made him more so.

I know I know but I love cliffies! They are so much fun! I'm sorry I haven't' been updating very fast but I'm doing my best really! My friend Keroinu and I are writing our own Manga so I'm kinda preoccupied with that as well but I won't forget about you guys! Till next chapter

BaX