Tarnished Armor
'Kagome the Youkai! Part 2'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The world was a blur to him as he raced like lightning across the forest to the guards tower. He could smell Kagome from here, and it was in the direction the guardsman had sent him in. He was pleased that his servants, or would be servants, were loyal to him. In any case his mind was fairly blurred with the need to get there, and quickly. Her scent had been strongest on the wall. He had heard from Inu-Yasha, before their fight, that she had been staying out there in a daze since he had left. He knew it was no love sick puppy thing like Inu-Yasha had hinted at, he knew she was more level-headed than that. Almost missing a pace, he reconsidered that. Was she really level headed? He didn't want to think about that thought too long, he had a feeling he would not like the answer.
She was the type with her head in the clouds, but she also thought things through most of the time. He had a feeling she was a romanticist at heart and he almost groaned at the annoying thought before he remembered her predicament. No time to complain over it now, he was already noticing the heavy scent of blood and raw sex intermingled with Kagome's. The male scent was...him? Except it wasn't. It was very close, but there were no two identical scents, not even cloned. It was almost as if the scent was coming from an evil twin of himself. The scent of pure evil and his own scent were the ones intermingling with the iron tanged blood and the Sakura Blossom scent that was Kagome's own.
The possessiveness that had plagued him was now in full effect and he found himself racing up the stairs. It seemed as if time was in slow motion as he reflected on his thoughts while he had been away. Kagome was a trusting person. She never gave her trust right off the bat, but when you got it, you got it. You held her heart, body, and soul in your hands when you gained that trust. It was almost terrifying, even for him, to think of how an innocent like Kagome would feel about being betrayed by him, for she would indeed think it was him. Her mind would be in such a state of shock and pain she would not be able to perceive the differences in his scent.
His rage flared at the thought of Kagome thinking it was him who had done this. His own pride and honor were on the line, but he would not wish rape on an innocent. Ever. Women whom served in the field knew what could happen to them, on both sides. He did not pity them for what they knew. But raping an innocent was unforgivable. He would kill the impostor. He would let her friends explain what happened to her, and he would force her to understand it wasn't him. For some reason it hurt to imagine her thinking of him as betraying her. To him it made no sense. If he truly wanted to rape her, why not wait until there was nothing anyone could do about it? Not that it mattered. She would not see it that way, but could disguise himself so well.
He didn't have to wait long to find out who it was. The kisama was so entranced in his victim, he had yet to register the inu-youkai's Ki signature. He regretted it when he found acid claws ripping into his back and a cold voice filled with contained rage speak to him.
"Off her you rutting bastard. Now tell me whom you are impostor. If you do not I shall burn your insides slowly until you beg for a quick death. No one harms my possessions." Kagome passed out about that moment, he sensed it. Obviously the other had too, for his hair turned black. Sessho-Maru's voice hissed out.
"Naraku. You shall pay."
It was as simple as that. Eventually all whom opposed Sessho-Maru died. It didn't matter if they were Kami or a peasant. They died if he wished it. Naraku would die. Naraku's form fully shifted. Most women thought of him as drop dead gorgeous. They were right about the drop dead part. When they went to his bed, they never lived through it to tell the tale. Not that it discouraged a one from the crimson eyed male. He had a sinister, dark look surrounding him where as Sessho-Maru had a noble, demanding-respect attitude around him. Both had the annoying fan girls however. He captured his stray thoughts and shoved them to the back of his mind before unsheathing his Katana and arcing the blade downward. Even Naraku was not fast enough. His left arm was sliced completely off. Sessho-Maru growled at not taking the whole arm with him.
Naraku smiled evilly, ignoring the lifeblood flowing from his severed veins onto the stone floor. His voice was as sinister as his looks. "I'll be back Sessho-Maru. I'll kill you, and your bitch if she even lives though this. You interrupted my fun, for that you shall die."
He disappeared and Sessho-Maru's claws raked through the air as his growl shattered the silence. He then actually took time to look at the girl. Her entire body looked like a bloody, bruised, and broken mess. Even he had admitted to her beauty, if only to himself, and couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.
She would be back to normal eventually, but her face was battered. Even her sleek black wolf ears were battered. Those were probably one of the most sensitive parts of her body. He looked her over first. His gaze was not the burning, lust filled, hungry gaze that many men would have had, even with her so battered. It was assessing her injuries. Her thick ebony locks were clumped and matted together in crimson stains. She had passed out, only in this way would she be able to take the pain of him carrying her back to the castle. He took off the top, out layer of his haori off and put it over her body, ignoring the blood stains it was collecting. Then he lifted her gently, cradling her in his arms. Leaping out the small window, forming his Ki into a solid form beneath him, he flew at lightning speeds in the right direction.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Kikyo, you must marry. You have two choices. Naraku or Kouga. Both are heirs to their lands and equal in rank to whom Kagome is marrying."
Kikyo's face showed her rage, it was barely contained. Hyouga might have been more lenient, but Kikyo was a ningen miko and many youkai were in danger of her just from sleeping with her. It was amazing that there had been two offers from important youkai figures. It had been from the fathers of course, but he had told them both he would ask his daughter for her preference.
"Why can't I have Inu-Yasha!?"
He sighed in exasperation at his daughter. They had already been over this conversation and he didn't know why she couldn't seem to understand what he had been saying to her.
"Lord Inu-Taisho informed me that Kagome's friend Yisu, and his son Inu- Yasha are getting along very well. He also informed me that he hoped for this match because they seemed at ease together and Yisu keeps Inu-Yasha under control and out of trouble. He believes they are perfect for each other and I will not go against it. Besides, Kagome is already marrying his brother and it would be a wasted opportunity. Now you will do as you are told and choose. Now!"
He raised his voice for the last part. He and Kaede had discussed it as well and agreed. Kikyo practically growled, and her eyes flared, but she left the room with the scent of anger surrounding her.
"I HATE YOU!"
And with that she was gone, he heard her footsteps retreating down the hall. He sighed and penned a note back to Inu-Taisho, informing him that Kikyo had received other proposals and that it would be no problem whatsoever.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sango rolled her eyes as she felt the familiar warmth of a hand plant itself upon her butt. She was facing the lecher in a mere moment. Miroku expected her to sprout horns and be surrounded in fire at any given moment. Her eyes used to turn red, but they didn't anymore. Her glower nearly made him catch on fire however. *Shit...I'm dead...or at least close to being dead* He didn't even have time to run before there was a very loud smacking noise, wood hitting flesh, and a quieter thud, flesh hitting the ground. Eyes still twitching as she turned on her heel, barely able to suppress a grin. She enjoyed the rounds with the lecher immensely. The kitsune never seemed to get hurt. She shook her head slightly, rounding a corner, and stopped dead in her tracks.
An evil glint and amusement could be seen in her eyes as she concealed her Ki and scent immediately and darted somewhere she couldn't be seen. It just happened to be behind a bush she could see through. Yisu had just pounced on Inu-Yasha and pinned him to the grass, for they were in a garden. Her feline ears twitched and she purred.
"Gotcha!"
Her grin widened, revealing her fangs. Ah, this was priceless, and she got to sit here and watch.
Inu-Yasha was trying in vain to throw the girl off before bellowing "GET OFF ME WENCH!"
Stupid thing to say. He hadn't really minded. The anger behind the words seemed forced but none the less Yisu's eyes twitched. "What did you call me?" Twitch, Twitch went the corner of her eye. Inu-Yasha paled as she yelled "SIT BOY!" And leaped up, then slammed all her body wait down on him so they he went down a good few inches.
Sango rolled out of the bushes, helpless with laugher at the two lovebirds. Speaking of lovebirds...her eyes sharpened as she glanced to where she was accustomed to seeing Kagome sit everyday. She wasn't there. The mirth left Sango instantly as she sought out her charge. Where had Kagome gone!? Damn them. She was half panicked already. She calmed down and rose with a deadly look in her eyes. She peeled Yisu off of Inu-Yasha and dropped her a few feet away. Her orbs were beginning to show a red sheen over them. Inu-Yasha paled immensely.
"Where is Lady Kagome?"
It was then that he shot a glare towards Yisu before Sango dug her claws into his flesh as she turned his face back towards her.
"Do I need to repeat the question?" Her eyes were _definitely_ beginning to show red. If he had been able to run...he would have, but since he couldn't...
"Sessho-Maru got here about an hour ago. We started fighting like usual, and after about a half hour a guardsmen came running up. He was blabbering about Sessho-Maru taking Kagome up to his tower and raping her. Sessho-Maru did not smell like Kagome at all, and he was not hiding his scent. You can't just hide parts of it like that. He didn't rape her. There were several things to look for, and to rape her he would have to have the scent of arousal on him. He didn't. He was enraged, or as close o it as I've ever seen him and literally disappeared as he raced toward the tower."
Sango growled lowly, in a feline way. It was then they felt the rush of speed and caught the scent of Kagome, Sessho-Maru, and Kagome's blood.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sessho-Maru ignored the scents of his brother, Kagome's friend, and her bodyguard. He rushed inside and went straight to the hot springs, walking straight into the water, merely kicking off his boots. He took off the outer Haori he had given her and sank into the water with her. He went about the work of cleaning the blood from her body to discern how bad her injuries were. He didn't bother locking the door so he was soon joined by servants and her friends. They were all slack jawed for two reasons. One, Sessho-Maru had gone into a bath with his clothes on to take care of someone, and two, Kagome's appearance and condition. Kagome was completely unconscious. He glanced up, searching, and found a female servant.
Quickly motioning her over he had her walk in, also in her clothes. The servant girl cleaned Kagome as he held her up. Everyone was silent, and then all began murmuring at once. He ignored them all and helped get Kagome cleaned off. Sango nearly shoved Miroku and Inu-Yasha from the room before she and Yisu ran over to help. Yisu quickly went after a bathing robe to slip over her. The maid, a fox hanyou named, Ari, was quickly washing off Lady Kagome. Sango rushed off for a healer moments later. Another servant rushed off to Kagome's room to prepare it for her in her injured state. New sheets, blankets, and pillows were put on it, and the room was cleaned miraculously fast. It was always safer to have someone injured in a clean room. Water and bread had been set out on the table beside her bed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He watched from the doorway as the healers swarmed around Kagome. She would have been healing faster, but the miasma poison that was trademarked to Narku kept her miko-powers and natural youkai-healing powers from working the way they should have. She would heal at the rate of a human. Her broken bones had been set. The youkai healers could only get close enough to bind things and set things. Her body repelled their healing magic. Mikos could only heal her smaller cuts and ease her pain so she could fall into an easy sleep. As it was she looked much better with the blood washed off. While the mikos had been sent for, her maids had insisted on cleaning her up. They had brushed her thick locks and braided them into two braids to keep her waist length tresses out of everyone's way.
They had also slipped her into a silk robe meant to go over a nightgown. Since she was being worked on, and was sweating as it was, they didn't bother to put anything underneath it. He was, so far, the only male allowed in the room. Inu-Taisho had come by merely to glance in and check up on her condition, but he had not stayed. He had rushed off immediately to inform her father. Both he and Sessho-Maru believed it was Naraku that had done this. Sessho-Maru knew it was, and Inu-Taisho trusted him. Sessho-Maru was, at the moment, becoming increasingly anxious. They couldn't stop the internal bleeding. Hai, there was some. It had been made from a stab in her stomach, and from the continuous hitting and abuse of her chest area. They assumed a rib had stabbed an organ inside her, but they couldn't be sure. If she had been a full demon, the miasma would not have affected her like this.
It was then that it hit him. A full youkai. Was there a way to do that" He immediately departed and summoned his loyal retainer. His voice was deep and detached as usual.
"Jaken, I require your presence now."
As if the toad youkai had been hiding in his shadow the entire time he leapt outward and bowed low. "Sessho-Maru-sama!"
Sessho-Maru looked down his nose at the servant. "I need to know the various ways of turning a ningen or hanyou into a full youkai."
Jaken bobbed his head and immediately began to recite what he knew. "There are several spells that could do it, but most of them could kill the spell caster or the victim. Potions have the same affect. The only way to make a ningen into a youkai is supposedly by use of the Shikon no Tama, by wishing on it." Jaken paused for a breath. "Otherwise only a full youkai can turn a ningen into a hanyou, a hanyou can only make a ningen a quarter youkai. A youkai can turn a hanyou into a youkai as well. This is by the youkai giving their blood to the one they want changed. By doing this the other will gain many traits of the donor."
He finished by bobbing his head again.
"That is all Jaken."
He dismissed the toad and headed back down the halls to Kagome's room. He had only needed to double-check the information. His brother could not turn into a youkai because his father did not wish it to happen, but Sessho-Maru could turn Kagome into a youkai. Then she would heal. Right? He decided he had to try it and entered her room. He shoved the mikos, healers, and servants out of his way as he moved to her side. Slipping a dagger from his gold and blue obi before slicing a vein in his arm. He unbandaged the stab wound on her stomach. He then slit his other palm and sheathed the dagger. Putting his palm to her mouth and resting his arm across her stomach, he allowed his blood to flow into her. Everyone seemed appalled and then they all let out a gasp.
Shayril: Okay, everyone. There's Pai's chapters slightly revamped. I hope you liked them. I didn't really change it too much anyway. Aliri: I still think you're spreading yourself too thin. Especially with your new job. Shayril: (Waves aside) Nah! Work doesn't start until Wednesday. Besides, I'm only working three days a week to start off. I'll have plenty of time to write. Kagome: It's not time that causes problems for her anyway. It's no inspiration. Shayril: Yeah! (Gives muses pointed stares) Navi: Don't look at me. Kalika's the one who ran off with all the ideas. Shayril: That's when you start coming up with ideas yourself. It's not just her job. And don't tell me you're got too much to do because you're not my only muse. Aliri: Yeah. She's got me and Dragonwing. Kagome: You do realize that only helps Shayril's case, don't you? Three muses and no inspiration? That's not a good thing. Inuyasha: Or bad inspiration. Who's idea was it to make her write stories between Kagome and other people? She's supposed to be mine. Just ask Takahashi-sama. Kagome: (Rolls eyes) Get over yourself, Inuyasha. It's called fanfiction for a reason. Because that's exactly what it is. Fiction. (Inuyasha sits with his arms folded, grumbling.) Shayril: Well, on that pathetic note, I think it's time to go. Please review. I'd appreciate your insight on my changes, simple as they are. Ja!
'Kagome the Youkai! Part 2'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The world was a blur to him as he raced like lightning across the forest to the guards tower. He could smell Kagome from here, and it was in the direction the guardsman had sent him in. He was pleased that his servants, or would be servants, were loyal to him. In any case his mind was fairly blurred with the need to get there, and quickly. Her scent had been strongest on the wall. He had heard from Inu-Yasha, before their fight, that she had been staying out there in a daze since he had left. He knew it was no love sick puppy thing like Inu-Yasha had hinted at, he knew she was more level-headed than that. Almost missing a pace, he reconsidered that. Was she really level headed? He didn't want to think about that thought too long, he had a feeling he would not like the answer.
She was the type with her head in the clouds, but she also thought things through most of the time. He had a feeling she was a romanticist at heart and he almost groaned at the annoying thought before he remembered her predicament. No time to complain over it now, he was already noticing the heavy scent of blood and raw sex intermingled with Kagome's. The male scent was...him? Except it wasn't. It was very close, but there were no two identical scents, not even cloned. It was almost as if the scent was coming from an evil twin of himself. The scent of pure evil and his own scent were the ones intermingling with the iron tanged blood and the Sakura Blossom scent that was Kagome's own.
The possessiveness that had plagued him was now in full effect and he found himself racing up the stairs. It seemed as if time was in slow motion as he reflected on his thoughts while he had been away. Kagome was a trusting person. She never gave her trust right off the bat, but when you got it, you got it. You held her heart, body, and soul in your hands when you gained that trust. It was almost terrifying, even for him, to think of how an innocent like Kagome would feel about being betrayed by him, for she would indeed think it was him. Her mind would be in such a state of shock and pain she would not be able to perceive the differences in his scent.
His rage flared at the thought of Kagome thinking it was him who had done this. His own pride and honor were on the line, but he would not wish rape on an innocent. Ever. Women whom served in the field knew what could happen to them, on both sides. He did not pity them for what they knew. But raping an innocent was unforgivable. He would kill the impostor. He would let her friends explain what happened to her, and he would force her to understand it wasn't him. For some reason it hurt to imagine her thinking of him as betraying her. To him it made no sense. If he truly wanted to rape her, why not wait until there was nothing anyone could do about it? Not that it mattered. She would not see it that way, but could disguise himself so well.
He didn't have to wait long to find out who it was. The kisama was so entranced in his victim, he had yet to register the inu-youkai's Ki signature. He regretted it when he found acid claws ripping into his back and a cold voice filled with contained rage speak to him.
"Off her you rutting bastard. Now tell me whom you are impostor. If you do not I shall burn your insides slowly until you beg for a quick death. No one harms my possessions." Kagome passed out about that moment, he sensed it. Obviously the other had too, for his hair turned black. Sessho-Maru's voice hissed out.
"Naraku. You shall pay."
It was as simple as that. Eventually all whom opposed Sessho-Maru died. It didn't matter if they were Kami or a peasant. They died if he wished it. Naraku would die. Naraku's form fully shifted. Most women thought of him as drop dead gorgeous. They were right about the drop dead part. When they went to his bed, they never lived through it to tell the tale. Not that it discouraged a one from the crimson eyed male. He had a sinister, dark look surrounding him where as Sessho-Maru had a noble, demanding-respect attitude around him. Both had the annoying fan girls however. He captured his stray thoughts and shoved them to the back of his mind before unsheathing his Katana and arcing the blade downward. Even Naraku was not fast enough. His left arm was sliced completely off. Sessho-Maru growled at not taking the whole arm with him.
Naraku smiled evilly, ignoring the lifeblood flowing from his severed veins onto the stone floor. His voice was as sinister as his looks. "I'll be back Sessho-Maru. I'll kill you, and your bitch if she even lives though this. You interrupted my fun, for that you shall die."
He disappeared and Sessho-Maru's claws raked through the air as his growl shattered the silence. He then actually took time to look at the girl. Her entire body looked like a bloody, bruised, and broken mess. Even he had admitted to her beauty, if only to himself, and couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.
She would be back to normal eventually, but her face was battered. Even her sleek black wolf ears were battered. Those were probably one of the most sensitive parts of her body. He looked her over first. His gaze was not the burning, lust filled, hungry gaze that many men would have had, even with her so battered. It was assessing her injuries. Her thick ebony locks were clumped and matted together in crimson stains. She had passed out, only in this way would she be able to take the pain of him carrying her back to the castle. He took off the top, out layer of his haori off and put it over her body, ignoring the blood stains it was collecting. Then he lifted her gently, cradling her in his arms. Leaping out the small window, forming his Ki into a solid form beneath him, he flew at lightning speeds in the right direction.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Kikyo, you must marry. You have two choices. Naraku or Kouga. Both are heirs to their lands and equal in rank to whom Kagome is marrying."
Kikyo's face showed her rage, it was barely contained. Hyouga might have been more lenient, but Kikyo was a ningen miko and many youkai were in danger of her just from sleeping with her. It was amazing that there had been two offers from important youkai figures. It had been from the fathers of course, but he had told them both he would ask his daughter for her preference.
"Why can't I have Inu-Yasha!?"
He sighed in exasperation at his daughter. They had already been over this conversation and he didn't know why she couldn't seem to understand what he had been saying to her.
"Lord Inu-Taisho informed me that Kagome's friend Yisu, and his son Inu- Yasha are getting along very well. He also informed me that he hoped for this match because they seemed at ease together and Yisu keeps Inu-Yasha under control and out of trouble. He believes they are perfect for each other and I will not go against it. Besides, Kagome is already marrying his brother and it would be a wasted opportunity. Now you will do as you are told and choose. Now!"
He raised his voice for the last part. He and Kaede had discussed it as well and agreed. Kikyo practically growled, and her eyes flared, but she left the room with the scent of anger surrounding her.
"I HATE YOU!"
And with that she was gone, he heard her footsteps retreating down the hall. He sighed and penned a note back to Inu-Taisho, informing him that Kikyo had received other proposals and that it would be no problem whatsoever.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sango rolled her eyes as she felt the familiar warmth of a hand plant itself upon her butt. She was facing the lecher in a mere moment. Miroku expected her to sprout horns and be surrounded in fire at any given moment. Her eyes used to turn red, but they didn't anymore. Her glower nearly made him catch on fire however. *Shit...I'm dead...or at least close to being dead* He didn't even have time to run before there was a very loud smacking noise, wood hitting flesh, and a quieter thud, flesh hitting the ground. Eyes still twitching as she turned on her heel, barely able to suppress a grin. She enjoyed the rounds with the lecher immensely. The kitsune never seemed to get hurt. She shook her head slightly, rounding a corner, and stopped dead in her tracks.
An evil glint and amusement could be seen in her eyes as she concealed her Ki and scent immediately and darted somewhere she couldn't be seen. It just happened to be behind a bush she could see through. Yisu had just pounced on Inu-Yasha and pinned him to the grass, for they were in a garden. Her feline ears twitched and she purred.
"Gotcha!"
Her grin widened, revealing her fangs. Ah, this was priceless, and she got to sit here and watch.
Inu-Yasha was trying in vain to throw the girl off before bellowing "GET OFF ME WENCH!"
Stupid thing to say. He hadn't really minded. The anger behind the words seemed forced but none the less Yisu's eyes twitched. "What did you call me?" Twitch, Twitch went the corner of her eye. Inu-Yasha paled as she yelled "SIT BOY!" And leaped up, then slammed all her body wait down on him so they he went down a good few inches.
Sango rolled out of the bushes, helpless with laugher at the two lovebirds. Speaking of lovebirds...her eyes sharpened as she glanced to where she was accustomed to seeing Kagome sit everyday. She wasn't there. The mirth left Sango instantly as she sought out her charge. Where had Kagome gone!? Damn them. She was half panicked already. She calmed down and rose with a deadly look in her eyes. She peeled Yisu off of Inu-Yasha and dropped her a few feet away. Her orbs were beginning to show a red sheen over them. Inu-Yasha paled immensely.
"Where is Lady Kagome?"
It was then that he shot a glare towards Yisu before Sango dug her claws into his flesh as she turned his face back towards her.
"Do I need to repeat the question?" Her eyes were _definitely_ beginning to show red. If he had been able to run...he would have, but since he couldn't...
"Sessho-Maru got here about an hour ago. We started fighting like usual, and after about a half hour a guardsmen came running up. He was blabbering about Sessho-Maru taking Kagome up to his tower and raping her. Sessho-Maru did not smell like Kagome at all, and he was not hiding his scent. You can't just hide parts of it like that. He didn't rape her. There were several things to look for, and to rape her he would have to have the scent of arousal on him. He didn't. He was enraged, or as close o it as I've ever seen him and literally disappeared as he raced toward the tower."
Sango growled lowly, in a feline way. It was then they felt the rush of speed and caught the scent of Kagome, Sessho-Maru, and Kagome's blood.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sessho-Maru ignored the scents of his brother, Kagome's friend, and her bodyguard. He rushed inside and went straight to the hot springs, walking straight into the water, merely kicking off his boots. He took off the outer Haori he had given her and sank into the water with her. He went about the work of cleaning the blood from her body to discern how bad her injuries were. He didn't bother locking the door so he was soon joined by servants and her friends. They were all slack jawed for two reasons. One, Sessho-Maru had gone into a bath with his clothes on to take care of someone, and two, Kagome's appearance and condition. Kagome was completely unconscious. He glanced up, searching, and found a female servant.
Quickly motioning her over he had her walk in, also in her clothes. The servant girl cleaned Kagome as he held her up. Everyone was silent, and then all began murmuring at once. He ignored them all and helped get Kagome cleaned off. Sango nearly shoved Miroku and Inu-Yasha from the room before she and Yisu ran over to help. Yisu quickly went after a bathing robe to slip over her. The maid, a fox hanyou named, Ari, was quickly washing off Lady Kagome. Sango rushed off for a healer moments later. Another servant rushed off to Kagome's room to prepare it for her in her injured state. New sheets, blankets, and pillows were put on it, and the room was cleaned miraculously fast. It was always safer to have someone injured in a clean room. Water and bread had been set out on the table beside her bed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He watched from the doorway as the healers swarmed around Kagome. She would have been healing faster, but the miasma poison that was trademarked to Narku kept her miko-powers and natural youkai-healing powers from working the way they should have. She would heal at the rate of a human. Her broken bones had been set. The youkai healers could only get close enough to bind things and set things. Her body repelled their healing magic. Mikos could only heal her smaller cuts and ease her pain so she could fall into an easy sleep. As it was she looked much better with the blood washed off. While the mikos had been sent for, her maids had insisted on cleaning her up. They had brushed her thick locks and braided them into two braids to keep her waist length tresses out of everyone's way.
They had also slipped her into a silk robe meant to go over a nightgown. Since she was being worked on, and was sweating as it was, they didn't bother to put anything underneath it. He was, so far, the only male allowed in the room. Inu-Taisho had come by merely to glance in and check up on her condition, but he had not stayed. He had rushed off immediately to inform her father. Both he and Sessho-Maru believed it was Naraku that had done this. Sessho-Maru knew it was, and Inu-Taisho trusted him. Sessho-Maru was, at the moment, becoming increasingly anxious. They couldn't stop the internal bleeding. Hai, there was some. It had been made from a stab in her stomach, and from the continuous hitting and abuse of her chest area. They assumed a rib had stabbed an organ inside her, but they couldn't be sure. If she had been a full demon, the miasma would not have affected her like this.
It was then that it hit him. A full youkai. Was there a way to do that" He immediately departed and summoned his loyal retainer. His voice was deep and detached as usual.
"Jaken, I require your presence now."
As if the toad youkai had been hiding in his shadow the entire time he leapt outward and bowed low. "Sessho-Maru-sama!"
Sessho-Maru looked down his nose at the servant. "I need to know the various ways of turning a ningen or hanyou into a full youkai."
Jaken bobbed his head and immediately began to recite what he knew. "There are several spells that could do it, but most of them could kill the spell caster or the victim. Potions have the same affect. The only way to make a ningen into a youkai is supposedly by use of the Shikon no Tama, by wishing on it." Jaken paused for a breath. "Otherwise only a full youkai can turn a ningen into a hanyou, a hanyou can only make a ningen a quarter youkai. A youkai can turn a hanyou into a youkai as well. This is by the youkai giving their blood to the one they want changed. By doing this the other will gain many traits of the donor."
He finished by bobbing his head again.
"That is all Jaken."
He dismissed the toad and headed back down the halls to Kagome's room. He had only needed to double-check the information. His brother could not turn into a youkai because his father did not wish it to happen, but Sessho-Maru could turn Kagome into a youkai. Then she would heal. Right? He decided he had to try it and entered her room. He shoved the mikos, healers, and servants out of his way as he moved to her side. Slipping a dagger from his gold and blue obi before slicing a vein in his arm. He unbandaged the stab wound on her stomach. He then slit his other palm and sheathed the dagger. Putting his palm to her mouth and resting his arm across her stomach, he allowed his blood to flow into her. Everyone seemed appalled and then they all let out a gasp.
Shayril: Okay, everyone. There's Pai's chapters slightly revamped. I hope you liked them. I didn't really change it too much anyway. Aliri: I still think you're spreading yourself too thin. Especially with your new job. Shayril: (Waves aside) Nah! Work doesn't start until Wednesday. Besides, I'm only working three days a week to start off. I'll have plenty of time to write. Kagome: It's not time that causes problems for her anyway. It's no inspiration. Shayril: Yeah! (Gives muses pointed stares) Navi: Don't look at me. Kalika's the one who ran off with all the ideas. Shayril: That's when you start coming up with ideas yourself. It's not just her job. And don't tell me you're got too much to do because you're not my only muse. Aliri: Yeah. She's got me and Dragonwing. Kagome: You do realize that only helps Shayril's case, don't you? Three muses and no inspiration? That's not a good thing. Inuyasha: Or bad inspiration. Who's idea was it to make her write stories between Kagome and other people? She's supposed to be mine. Just ask Takahashi-sama. Kagome: (Rolls eyes) Get over yourself, Inuyasha. It's called fanfiction for a reason. Because that's exactly what it is. Fiction. (Inuyasha sits with his arms folded, grumbling.) Shayril: Well, on that pathetic note, I think it's time to go. Please review. I'd appreciate your insight on my changes, simple as they are. Ja!