HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I'M BACK
After a while, I am finally ready to write more chapters, two chapters in one day (my other story) whew, I'm tired
Well, it's my way of saying sry…explanations in my other story, now, to the chappie
Disclaimer: I do not own [most of] the characters in chapter five of this fanfic and in chapter 17 of my other fic [kind of forgot the disclaimer there] … but, I wish I did
Death, Emotion, And Everything In Between
Chapter Five
She is sitting. She is staring. She is annoying. Those three sentences have been pulling at me for at least fifteen minutes, and they only lead to the end of the world. Sitting, Staring and being very Annoying. Silence is knocking on my door. I was ready to rip the chair I was sitting on, as well as the bed she was occupying, into shreds the eye cannot see. Before. She Coughed. The Silence was chased away by sound and the soft aroma of fresh blood. Good, now I am free to question the zombie.
"Who are you"? She coughs in response; her too small kimono receiving new stains.
"Did you not hear me?"
"I am." She begins, her voice barely even registered as a whisper. Her sentence was cut off by new redness on her clothing. "I am the Fourth Miko."
"That is not what I am asking! Who are you? Are you her? Are you Kagome, or are you something or someone else?"
"Ka…Kagomay." The new words appear on her tongue, slightly different from mine.
"Are you Kagome?"
"Yes. I. Kagomay. No. I am Kagome." She fixed herself. This is getting tiresome.
"How are you alive"
"Can we, Lord Sesshoumaru, talk," Her eyes widened and mouth emitted another cough. Her hand now completely red, "later" she finished with a gasp and fainted onto the bed. My Bed. What an idiot I am. Bringing her to my chambers, followed by Rin and Shizuka (both of which were now in their own rooms). This is very tiresome. And I'm quite sure I've said that already, making me very annoyed. I can't stand people that state the obvious, repeat themselves and Kami save those that repeat the obvious. Kami must be feeling very generous today. I am not one that would kill him[self] or herself and headaches can be ignored. But. This Miko, this being of complete Power cannot be. And all she seems to do is cough blood and say her own name wrong. Yes, Kami, you are so very generous.
I stand up, unable to control my anger and boredom, a very dangerous pair when allowed to run wild. Also very pathetic. I rise and leave the room, hearing the door slam and complain about the roughness of its opening. I need to find someone, one that can reassure me that I am not the victim of some poorly planned plot meant for my downfall. I hear my sword clattering and hitting against my armor, also complaining about something, perhaps my current speed, or the fact that I do not know where I am going. If truth be told, everything is complaining. And as ruler of everything that complains, I myself am not allowed to do so. Annoying little trinkets, little toys that Kami plays with for his enjoyment.
In my haste to get nowhere I forgot to think about somewhere. That somewhere being where I am now. And so, I almost knocked over Bouen. But of course, Bouen! If she didn't know what was happening then no one could know. She, a bit shaken, stares at me, as if waiting for something.
"Is something wrong, Sesshoumaru-sama?"
"Wrong?" I question her stupidity, "Oh, nothing's wrong! Just- just tell me one thing," I say, my voice strained and my hand movements uncontrolled. "Isn't it true that the Fourth Miko is a being of Power and such a being that no disease nor injury can halt it?"
"Yes, by legends, that is correct."
"Okay. Then tell me why this being is coughing up blood of immense proportions onto my previously stainless sheets?"
"Ah, but that is no disease" she says in her usual calm, and knowing voice. No window is open, and yet her cloak flutters, as an unseen breeze stirs the cloth. She looks up, "What she suffers from is simply that which consumes the soul itself, an injury eyes cannot see. It is the bleeding of the Heart. Though Kagome had undergone some changes, her soul remains almost the same. The knowledge of the World did not change it, and meanwhile, the leak remains, the hole from which bits of her soul still seep through and come out as drops of blood on silk."
"Because the blood is real, where it comes from must also be real, ergo, the place is somewhere the eye can see."
"Really and truly? If that is so, please follow me." She turns away, swiftly and surely and leads me back to the room of the Miko's current residence. My own room, to be precise. "My Lord, if what you say is true, and the blood is in fact, real, then, where is it?"
She smoothes out the ruffled silk where the Miko had previously fallen and lifts her to a comfortable position.
"Well it." I glance at the bed. There was no sign of the red drops. "It. It. It was right here." I point to a spot. "And here." I point at another spot.
"But where is it now?"
"I. I." I stutter once more.
"Did you not find it curious that there were no markings of blood on her beige kimono. That they always seem to fade away? Yes, this is truly the Miko. Her white strands signify knowledge and the strain of the world on her shoulders. Her enlengthened claws signify being the Fourth Miko, the Possession of the Western Lands. And this blood signifies a pain so deep, that though it seems to fade away, all it does, is remain hidden from prying eyes."
She pointed at the beige kimono. "akehirogeru" and almost instantly, the entire kimono turned red, as though splattered by a paint of some kind. And still, the red's true self was revealed to me by its scent. Blood. And lots of it. "Kakusu" she muttered, and the fabric returned to its beige state and the stench of her blood drifted of to the shadows of the room.
"As you can see, this pain never fades and only becomes stronger, enveloping her entire being. This also must have happened before she transformed. My Lord, I do not know what she suffers from; it is you that has to find out. Search her mind thoroughly and only then can you save her."
"I am no mind reader, Bouen, you know that already."
"I did not say anything about reading her mind."
"But then how?"
"Be patient, you will know
what to do when she recovers some of her strength, but for now, tend to
yourself."
"I am not hurt."
"Yes, but you have a whole celebration going on without your presence. The Lords and Ladies are waiting for an explanation, as are your people. Do not forget who you are Sesshoumaru-dono." I turn on her quickly.
'The celebration! How could I have forgotten?' I rush to the room, which holds the balcony. Rin and Shizuka were both there as well, Shizuka trying to calm Rin down and at the same time assure the Lords and Ladies that I would be returning momentarily. Almost an entire half an hour had gone by without my attendance and even the cheerful spectators were wary. When I entered the balcony the rulers immediately bombarded me with questions all about the Miko. I raise my hand and the masses below, as well as the Lords, quiet down.
"My people." I address the inhabitants of the Western Lands. "Rejoice and celebrate, the quest for the Fourth Miko is finished, she is now among us. I implore all of you to take a moment and send a prayer of thanks to the great Kami-sama who has found a being in the midst of ourselves pure enough to be regarded as the strongest being second only to Kami himself." After a moment passed of complete silence. I decided to leave the balcony for I anticipated an immense cheer and I highly doubted that my ears would stand any more strain. My people did indeed holler and cheer, but all my thoughts were on the Miko. If she died, the sacrifices would start again and I might have a rebellion on my hands.
I planned on returning to the Miko's side and ponder what I would have to do when I heard the Lords and Ladies as well as Miko's and both of my humans follow my footsteps. I sighed and prepared myself to explain everything that had happened.
"Sesshoumaru." It was the Lady of the Southern Lands who spoke first. "Has she truly awoken?"
"Yes" was my reply.
"How are you sure?"
"Wasn't the arrow she pulled out of midair enough? If you remember the myth correctly, Kami-sama only fashioned three bows and three quivers full of never ending arrows. At first, people thought that he was only searching for three Mikos and their suspicions were solidified when the Fourth was not found. That is when he explained that the Fourth Miko would be the most powerful since her fourth arrow would be the one to close the window to the unbalance. She would be powerful enough to create a bow and arrow out of pure energy. Even the most powerful mortal Mikos of today are only able in transferring some of their power into their arrows, not even these three," he gestured to the Mikos (who appeared calm though their Lords were shaken) "can do such a feat."
"I understand that, but perhaps there was another sacrifice in there and that person had turned into an arrow-"
This time I did not control my outrage, " Are you suggesting that what you saw was some sort of trick that I staged? I cannot believe-"
"No, Sesshoumaru, you misunderstand. I just see no proof that she has awoken and cannot rejoice for this seemingly positive and wonderful matter until I see some."
"Mistress, she is genuine" one of the Miko's spoke,
"We three are a family-" said another and the last continued
"And can sense each other-"
"As our own flesh and blood."
"She is powerful"
"And true"
"And steadily weakening."
At that all of the Lords and Ladies looked at me questioningly. This time it was the Lord of the East that spoke.
"Steadily weakening? Sesshoumaru, what are you trying to hide from us?"
"Do tell." Grinned the Lord of the North.
"I can assure you that I will get this under control, the Miko has lost a lot of blood and has been bedridden for over a year-"
"That is not the cause"
"No, she weakens internally."
"Lack of proper food harms her physical body, but not psychologically"
"She is losing"
"Her self"
"Her essence"
"Her soul"
"Her knowledge of who she is"
"And if this is allowed to continue"
"She shall die"
"Become a soulless apparition"
"A phantom of her shadow and-"
"The search will begin anew"
"Yes, yes", I said to the Mikos signaling them to shut up, "That is all true, but I am determined to save her so that no more of my close servants and companions would ever have to be sacrificed again." Like I care about the pathetic humans. It is the vision of the monarch that I am expected to project so that the villages would not revolt. "Now, I bid adieu to you fine gentlemen and ladies as I have to check on the Miko now, so she will not die in her sleep." I say my voice suffocated with sarcasm. I continue on my journey toward her room, I hear the Lords and Ladies return to the festivities. Now, only two pairs footsteps remain behind me. I turn to face my ward and her servant.
"What is it Rin?"
"She won't die, Sesshoumaru-sama. She won't."
"No, Rin." I look at Shizuka.
"Yes milord, we will return to the celebration, come Rin."
"She can't die. She needs to stop bleeding. Sesshoumaru, promised Rin she won't die!" The little child argues with what was once said by the Third Miko, or was it the Second? 'No Rin, she won't die, I will not let it continue. So you won't die either.'
Very little vocabulary here
Akehirogeru: Kind of means, reveal
Kakusu: This means conceal
That's about it, now for reviews:
Kayrin: Thanks, and if you see anyone from the mental hospital, tell them you don't know me, and have no idea who I am… which is true… someone must have called the cops... or the mental place after my last response ::grins:: . ^.^ .
MidnightDragonShadow: Sorry for the delay, first I had a homework overload.. for like half a month then got sick for three weeks then had to cram two weeks worth of homework throughout a week…. Then… well, now's bout then…
UnlovedBandNerd: well, I think this chapter kind of explains the blood part, thx for reading my story… ooh... if ure in a band (glances at penname) then what instrument do u play? I took piano lessons when I was really little, then I took up the clarinet… and now… I can still play the clarinet... but I forgot to attend my school's junior orchestra on day one due to the fact that my new school… has orchestra where people bring their own instruments and I only own a keyboard a recorder and two mouthpieces…okay, I'll stop right there…
Crazy-Mango-Chick1: My Japanese knowledge comes directly from the internet (Brian: She means she doesn't know any Japanese but found a really good dictionary site and is learning it from there) o.0; Yeah, whatever he said, if you want to know what site, email me, I don't want the document manager to go haywire from the link.
Sesshoumaru13: ::sigh:: I don't have his permission, but I doubt you know him,. His name is Brian Campos, he's a really good friend of mine and I manipulate his personality (he let me) in short sentences 'cuz he was the one that made up the title, so he acts like a mini muse.
B: Mini Muse my ass, I'm so taller than you
Sp: our hair dumbo, we are technically the same height. See we can have a staring contest standing up, and our eyes would more or less be level…. Besides like Quachie said, you have a bid head (quachie= another friend)
(B& SP stare)
Kagome: hehe, well, next chapter will be out soon, once spoken has an idea in her head… other than staring contests
Spoken: what do you mean an idea, this is great, I always win, see his eyes are watering
B: Are not
Sp: Are too
B: So not
SP: RYUU-FURAIPAN-UTSU!!! Take that you sleazy jerk you lose.
Join us next time, and maybe Brian will finally die…
Probably no.t..
(Kagome grins)
K: Now, review please, yes, that's the purple button, right there…
~Spoken
Ja Ne
