A Curse Can Be A Miracle Ch. 11: Your heart understands what your head cannot yet conceive.
Danie: Well... taps fingers Kouga is a moron.. I do believe everyone saw that correct?
Inu Yasha: grins Yep! I saw it.. Hey you saw it too right, Kagome? turns ... Kagome?
Miroku: Uh... Inu Yasha you kindly drove her away last chapter remember?
Kouga: Hey!! I'm not a moron!
Inu Yasha: Yes, you are.
Danie: tapes over Kouga and Inu Yasha's mouth with duct tape there... Now they'll shut up so I can write some more for you avid fans of Inu Yasha. Oh and, no, I do not own Inu Yasha and with his current little attitude... I don't want to... added to that I have a boyfriend now so... I can't very well have both, can I? LOL (I wish)
"Inu Yasha! You didn't-"Sango said as she looked at the unconscious wolf lying on the cold ground.
"Yes, I did. Now shut up, we're leaving." He growled irritably, as he turned his gaze on the monk, fox child, and demon hunter. "No, we are not taking him with us, and, no, we are not going to help him in any way whatsoever." His cold eyes lit on them again and they shuffled behind him, to keep his anger from burning any brighter than it already was.
'He loves her; I just know it. Why doesn't he just do something about her leaving us all behind? He may not realize how much this is bothering him, as he is a moron... but... I just can't help but see it.' Sango thought to herself. 'I mean he told Kouga that he had claimed Kagome, when any one of us knows that he hadn't.' She frowned as she held Shippo in her arms. The little kitsune tugged on her hair that hung down her shoulders. "Sango... I-I want Kagome." His lower lip trembled as he looked up at her sadly.
"Yes, Shippo we all want Kagome, except Inu Yasha." She said quietly to the kitsune. He buried his face in her chest.
"Why does he have to be such a moron?" Shippo said under his breath. "Hey Sango, do you know what his problem is?" He asked gaining a bit of his bounce back and his childish curiosity for everything, living or inanimate.
"Inu Yasha doesn't seem to know how to handle his feelings. Its rather weak of him, but he just can't think about Kagome because that hurts him too much." She frowned as she thought on her words. "And I think Kagome is dealing with her new problem the only way she knows how."
"Sango... do... do you think that Kagome's going to come back to us?" He looked so desolate and alone that she couldn't do anything but nod to him, no matter that she didn't think that it would happen for a long, long time yet, if it did that is.
Kagome sat on the edge of a sheer drop off. "How did I get here?" She thought to herself. Burying her face in her hands, she forced back the tears that had fought to impede her vision ever since Inu Yasha had shown her that he despised her. Stress ate at her non-stop; worry was her frequent companion in these hours that she was on her own.
"God, Inu Yasha, what do I do??" She cried aloud, even though she knew it was futile to call out to him of all people, she couldn't help herself.
Every worry that had ever entered her head and every concern that she had delved from her friends' head whirled around her in a constant stream. Inu Yasha resented her. It was an underlying fact that kept coming around and around to haunt her again and again in a never-ending circle.
Forcefully hardening her heart, she stood up and looked at the murky forest ahead of her. Fear nagged at her, tugging her down, asking her to lay down and give up; to just let the shadows envelope her and die here, now.
One step, two. With each movement of her feet the uncertainty in her heart and the pain in her soul grew into disproportional sizes waging wars inside her until she could barely see straight. Something cold started slithering inside her stomach until she felt sick. 'Something... isn't setting right,' she thought to herself as she sank back down to her knees, clutching her stomach and rocking, hoping to get rid of the nasty feeling.
"What is such a young child doing in here?" Voices whispered above her head. "Maybe she's here to be eaten? Or mayhap she's here to eat?" It startled her to hear such a reedy thin voice talk about her rather than to her in such an uninhabited land and on top of that to be met with jovial laughter. The thing in her stomach seemed to throb with each syllable uttered by the voice.
"Or maybe she's lost and needs... guidance?" Came a harsh intone. She was half tempted to shake her head in negation when the coil seemed to delve into her organs instead of contenting itself outside. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes at the pain it brought on.
"Hello?" Kagome said, her voice sounding drugged from the pain that was worming its way through her systems.
"Oh how cute, she can talk!" One of them exclaimed, this time it sounded feminine. She had the distinct impression that something was seriously wrong with her hearing voices and not seeing bodies to go along with them. 'Maybe I'm going crazy.' She let out a hollow laugh. 'Wouldn't that just beat all? Going crazy with super-human strength... Maybe Inu Yasha will have to kill me some day.'
Whispers flew as she stayed in the fetal position in the grass under the trees. Kagome felt, more than heard, something devious being schemed above her head. She had no clue what it was, and was quite certain she should leave it alone. But curiosity won out anyway.
Looking up into the trees overhead, she concentrated hard to see if she couldn't figure out what it was above her. "What's it doing?" Came one of the voices. Standing, Kagome turned so as to get a better look, when she realized she didn't have the strength to do that and tackle the alien form inside her. She fell back unconscious as she slid down the ravine.
InuYasha felt something twinge in his heart. Of a sudden it felt like he was being crushed both from the inside and on the out. "Kagome-"He gasped out, before his mind went blank.
Shippo watched, as Inu Yasha seemed to get crippled in mid-stride. He felt fear ripple through Sango, himself and Miroku. Nothing aside from a catastrophe would make Inu Yasha crumple up in the middle of a tantrum. Sango gasped as she viewed Inu Yasha's body move as if it were being jerked by some hand far above with invisible strings hanging down to his body. His feet weren't even touching the floor for God's sake! His eyes were blank and staring toward some unseen goal that only he knew. His fangs were elongating and his cheeks were flushing with a fury that would rival a god's.
The entire group took a precautionary step back, as he let out a roar fit to kill. "Oh God! Is he transforming due to his anger?" Miroku gasped, not heard due to the horrid sound issuing from Inu Yasha's throat.
"Endless Rain falls on my head..." Kagome sang to herself softly, wondering if maybe the creature like thing inside her was just her imagination before she passed out from exhaustion. "Let me forget... all of the hate... all of the sadness..." She winced at each of her gasps for air between words.
A few of her ribs were broken and she could see the white of her bones through her left side. Her face felt like it had been redone by a steamroller and then smothered in cement. 'Life... God... mine is going to be over so soon... and I barely got to live it.' She gave a short bark of a laugh, and felt tears gather at the corners of her eyes at the pain of it all. "Give it all up...", a masculine voice said in her ear. She shivered as she heard him and let her eyes rest for a time...
Sesshomaru looked at the measly human before him. The child had been with him for the longest time. Not so long as Jaken, the annoying and seemingly necessary toad demon, but then she was human and he didn't know that she could live long enough to out do the years the toady had spent by his side. It was a tempting thought to think of how long she had to live with him. Thinking of what would happen if he took the sword to the demons when they came for her in old age. How would she fare then? Would it be absolute torture? Would it make her suffer? He felt utterly rotten and sadistically happy at the same time with these thoughts.
She bent down at his feet to lay flowers over his shoes, once again interrupting his thoughts as she had made a habit of doing. If she laid many more he'd have a new pair of pants made of nothing but nosegays.
Her black hair glistened like a raven's wing as it moved lightly over her back. One of the servants must have given her a bath recently but not before she went outside to ruin most of their hard work. He knew what it was like to have Rin take a bath. If anything the young chit thought that was the utmost torture. Weren't little girls supposed to love being clean and dressed prettily? Her dress had streaks of mud where her knees must have dug into the dirt to help her keep balance while she grabbed the flowers. A testament to disprove the stereotypical ideas about girls, he thought to himself.
Her face was once again shown to him and her perpetual smile was there as always. One of her tiny, dirt-covered hands went behind her back to dig in the waistband of her dress. Circling around his chair she climbed up the back and brought forth a beautiful yellow rose. The thorns had been removed and he spotted blood on her apron where she must have wiped away the evidence of her picking them off. Lifting his hair away from his ear she placed the delicate, yet harsh flower there before jumping off.
Sesshomaru snagged her hand as she was bringing it back down to rest at her side. "Rin, how did you cut your hand so?" He turned her palm up to the light exposing the wounds the thorns had inflicted. Scabs were already starting to form where she had bled a considerable amount for just picking something that would die within a few hours' time. It frustrated him that she would care to get something so harmful to herself just because it looked beautiful on him.
His cool voice washed over the child. She tried to pull her hand away to keep it away from his eyes. "I- I uh... Rin didn't do anything, Sesshomaru-sama." She said defiantly. When his eyes met hers, she flinched but stayed still.
"Then Rin, I would like you to tell me what this is." He said as he took his nail and ran it along one of the open cuts in her palm. He made sure he didn't hurt her what-so-ever. He would never do something to make her feel pain intentionally, and he would kill another before letting them try to harm her at all.
She winced and cringed away. He frowned, he knew he hadn't damaged her hand in the least so that meant it was probably going to be infected if he didn't do something or, better yet, make her do something about it. "Go wash your hands and bring me some of the flowers I had you pick the other day... you know the ones. They're the ones that sting when you touch them." He said, his face perfectly serene even though he was thoroughly upset with Rin for having hurt herself. It would definitely teach her not to hurt herself any longer. It would burn but ultimately be better for her wounds that she should touch the flowers, as he wanted her to.
Rin fairly ran out of the room, but frowned when she was on the other side of the door. He may have wanted her to pick the flowers... but she honestly detested the thought of touching them again. They hurt when her fingers weren't cut up or anything, and now he wanted her to grab them when her hands were so lacerated? Her tiny lips pursed as she steeled her back and her resolve, firmly marching towards the room where the nasty things were.
One of the servants opened the door as she came in, giving Sesshomaru a scent of blood he hadn't smelled in a long time. "Inu Yasha," he half whispered to himself. "It appears your wench is coming this way, and badly hurt." He knew his moron half-brother wouldn't be able to hear him from this distance, but it didn't really matter so much.
Rin toddled back into the great hall only to find Sesshomaru's chair empty and the opposite door swinging still from his abrupt departure. Dropping the stinging flowers she raced after him, determined not to be left behind.
Kaori turned having felt that Kagome was hurt. "Akiko..." We have to do something you know..." She said. "Kagome is hurt very badly." She looked at the ground. "And I don't figure the hanyou is going to do something about it just yet, what with you doing what you did."
Akiko frowned. "I know... I probably shouldn't have rushed her coming into the curse like that... it wouldn't have been such a shock if it had come gradually, but now she gets a chance to figure out what in all she always wanted to know... albeit she has to give up contact for a while until one of them decides to try to touch her again." He mused aloud. "I don't think she would want to touch them thinking that mayhap she would be bring up a lot of bad memories for them, but she just doesn't realize everything."
"So what is it exactly that she does?" Kaori asked him. She paused for a moment, bending down into a creek, rinsing off her bare feet. Scooping water up with her hands, she splashed it upon her face and frowned back at him. "I mean she has all these powers and everything... I just don't know exactly what's supposed to happen to her, you know? And I feel that you guys still have your futures entwined together don't you?" Her voice got lower toward the end.
"Don't even tell me you feel jealous?" He sighed. "No, once she has delved into the mind of one feeling or another in a person she can't access that again. But she won't ever forget it. It's as if that happened to her instead of them but not really. Her shape-shifting thing was only brought on because of her power. What she doesn't realize is that: Inu Yasha, due to a whole hell of a lot of stress, is developing his own talents." He smiled ruefully. "The demon may feel like he's on the back burner but the more each of them advance, the more they help the other. Miroku and Sango are going to come out with a few talents of their own soon as well." He turned to Kaori, his face instantly serious and forbidding. "But we aren't supposed to be around when they do."
"How would you know? The future is the future. You're no psychic, no matter that you might like to think so." She said pointedly not liking being told what to do, let alone being spoken to like a child. "Let's go get Kagome and help her control herself," she pleaded.
"What you don't realize is that someone is already there collecting her as we speak, thank you very much. Inu Yasha is on his way there but he's going to be too late to help her any." He scratched his head as he thought. "It will be a test of her own willpower as to whether she gets out of there in one piece or her mind disintegrates on it's own."
"Well, gee, don't you just sound like a bright frickin' ray of sunshine?" Kaori said sarcastically. "You obviously know where she was taken, let's go help!" She demanded.
"If you meddle you're going to screw up so much crap you know that?"
"Like what? Inu Yasha NOT becoming a necrophiliac?" Kaori said sarcastically. "I don't see any harm coming from what in all we could do."
"Just like you didn't think he'd be able to see through us right from the start? You know he suspected something... and I think you might be wrong here too... but if you seriously want to go I won't hinder you." He put his fears of all the horrid things that might happen behind him and smiled at her.
"Oh please?" She asked excitedly. "I made such good friends with Miroku... I'd just like to hang around people for a little while longer." Her face lit up at the prospect of having some more time to spend with friends. It had been so long since they had been social.
"Kaori-"he started in, but sighed as he looked in her eyes. "Please can we just look from the sidelines for a time... I honestly don't want to meddle any longer. We have our life and they have theirs."
Kaori bit her lower lip and was tempted to whine and make a nag out of herself, but decided to wait and agree... for the time being.
Kagome felt her ribs itching her. But something soft and silky was lying across her chest, which felt strangely bare for some odd reason.
Sitting up, she tried to open her eyes only to realize they had been open the entire time. Panic ate at her, as she tried to see where she was at.
It was black. Fear ate at her heart. Pulling the fur blanket tighter across her chest she winced when she realized that she still had a small open wound and that the fur was scraping across it and sending throbbing pain that flowed all through her body.
Sesshomaru looked at the demon-child in front of him. His fingers rested coldly on his face. He drew comfort from that as he leaned into them. For the moment the entire focus of her mind and body was the wounds across her ribs. Essentially she was both blind, deaf and dumb ("dumb" is an old term for "mute", guys) until she was entirely healed. She was quite the study, her body held mortally wounding injuries that might have killed another demon, but instead of letting herself die she put her all into healing herself.
Rin had been sitting on the other side of his guest room, waiting for his summons to say that she could see Kagome again, for hours. Sesshomaru imagined that she would sit there all night if she had to, when all of a sudden he felt a malicious evil source inside Kagome. His mind was made up instantaneously, Rin would NEVER come in here to see the chit if there was something that could harm Rin inside Kagome.
HOURS LATER
Kagome saw fuzzy outlines in front of her. "Glad you're finally able to understand what's going on around you, wench." Came a cool collected voice from her side. Startled, she fell on her side, thinking it was another voice to add to the barrage she'd had to listen to for hours on end it seemed. She was fairly certain there was something inside her now. It had grown from a creeping feeling, to more of a tangible animal. The more she heard the voices it seemed, the faster the alien thing grew inside her. It filled her mind with fear and trepidation as she thought of what it could be...
When eyes cleared the fogginess out of them, she looked towards Him. "Sesshomaru." She said, frowning as her voice came out scratchy and horrid.
Sesshomaru regarded her behind seemingly empty eyes. "What are you?" Rin's voice could be heard, muffled from the door, as she scratched trying to gain entrance into the room.
He turned his head and frowned at the door. Kagome looked at him as if he had grown another head. "What do you mean 'what are you'?" Her voice held a faint note of hysteria.
He sighed feeling he might have to be careful with her feelings lest she plow out of the room and blast Rin into the wall in her tirade. "You have another entity delving around in your body."
"WHAT??" Kagome screamed.
Danie: Well... taps fingers Kouga is a moron.. I do believe everyone saw that correct?
Inu Yasha: grins Yep! I saw it.. Hey you saw it too right, Kagome? turns ... Kagome?
Miroku: Uh... Inu Yasha you kindly drove her away last chapter remember?
Kouga: Hey!! I'm not a moron!
Inu Yasha: Yes, you are.
Danie: tapes over Kouga and Inu Yasha's mouth with duct tape there... Now they'll shut up so I can write some more for you avid fans of Inu Yasha. Oh and, no, I do not own Inu Yasha and with his current little attitude... I don't want to... added to that I have a boyfriend now so... I can't very well have both, can I? LOL (I wish)
"Inu Yasha! You didn't-"Sango said as she looked at the unconscious wolf lying on the cold ground.
"Yes, I did. Now shut up, we're leaving." He growled irritably, as he turned his gaze on the monk, fox child, and demon hunter. "No, we are not taking him with us, and, no, we are not going to help him in any way whatsoever." His cold eyes lit on them again and they shuffled behind him, to keep his anger from burning any brighter than it already was.
'He loves her; I just know it. Why doesn't he just do something about her leaving us all behind? He may not realize how much this is bothering him, as he is a moron... but... I just can't help but see it.' Sango thought to herself. 'I mean he told Kouga that he had claimed Kagome, when any one of us knows that he hadn't.' She frowned as she held Shippo in her arms. The little kitsune tugged on her hair that hung down her shoulders. "Sango... I-I want Kagome." His lower lip trembled as he looked up at her sadly.
"Yes, Shippo we all want Kagome, except Inu Yasha." She said quietly to the kitsune. He buried his face in her chest.
"Why does he have to be such a moron?" Shippo said under his breath. "Hey Sango, do you know what his problem is?" He asked gaining a bit of his bounce back and his childish curiosity for everything, living or inanimate.
"Inu Yasha doesn't seem to know how to handle his feelings. Its rather weak of him, but he just can't think about Kagome because that hurts him too much." She frowned as she thought on her words. "And I think Kagome is dealing with her new problem the only way she knows how."
"Sango... do... do you think that Kagome's going to come back to us?" He looked so desolate and alone that she couldn't do anything but nod to him, no matter that she didn't think that it would happen for a long, long time yet, if it did that is.
Kagome sat on the edge of a sheer drop off. "How did I get here?" She thought to herself. Burying her face in her hands, she forced back the tears that had fought to impede her vision ever since Inu Yasha had shown her that he despised her. Stress ate at her non-stop; worry was her frequent companion in these hours that she was on her own.
"God, Inu Yasha, what do I do??" She cried aloud, even though she knew it was futile to call out to him of all people, she couldn't help herself.
Every worry that had ever entered her head and every concern that she had delved from her friends' head whirled around her in a constant stream. Inu Yasha resented her. It was an underlying fact that kept coming around and around to haunt her again and again in a never-ending circle.
Forcefully hardening her heart, she stood up and looked at the murky forest ahead of her. Fear nagged at her, tugging her down, asking her to lay down and give up; to just let the shadows envelope her and die here, now.
One step, two. With each movement of her feet the uncertainty in her heart and the pain in her soul grew into disproportional sizes waging wars inside her until she could barely see straight. Something cold started slithering inside her stomach until she felt sick. 'Something... isn't setting right,' she thought to herself as she sank back down to her knees, clutching her stomach and rocking, hoping to get rid of the nasty feeling.
"What is such a young child doing in here?" Voices whispered above her head. "Maybe she's here to be eaten? Or mayhap she's here to eat?" It startled her to hear such a reedy thin voice talk about her rather than to her in such an uninhabited land and on top of that to be met with jovial laughter. The thing in her stomach seemed to throb with each syllable uttered by the voice.
"Or maybe she's lost and needs... guidance?" Came a harsh intone. She was half tempted to shake her head in negation when the coil seemed to delve into her organs instead of contenting itself outside. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes at the pain it brought on.
"Hello?" Kagome said, her voice sounding drugged from the pain that was worming its way through her systems.
"Oh how cute, she can talk!" One of them exclaimed, this time it sounded feminine. She had the distinct impression that something was seriously wrong with her hearing voices and not seeing bodies to go along with them. 'Maybe I'm going crazy.' She let out a hollow laugh. 'Wouldn't that just beat all? Going crazy with super-human strength... Maybe Inu Yasha will have to kill me some day.'
Whispers flew as she stayed in the fetal position in the grass under the trees. Kagome felt, more than heard, something devious being schemed above her head. She had no clue what it was, and was quite certain she should leave it alone. But curiosity won out anyway.
Looking up into the trees overhead, she concentrated hard to see if she couldn't figure out what it was above her. "What's it doing?" Came one of the voices. Standing, Kagome turned so as to get a better look, when she realized she didn't have the strength to do that and tackle the alien form inside her. She fell back unconscious as she slid down the ravine.
InuYasha felt something twinge in his heart. Of a sudden it felt like he was being crushed both from the inside and on the out. "Kagome-"He gasped out, before his mind went blank.
Shippo watched, as Inu Yasha seemed to get crippled in mid-stride. He felt fear ripple through Sango, himself and Miroku. Nothing aside from a catastrophe would make Inu Yasha crumple up in the middle of a tantrum. Sango gasped as she viewed Inu Yasha's body move as if it were being jerked by some hand far above with invisible strings hanging down to his body. His feet weren't even touching the floor for God's sake! His eyes were blank and staring toward some unseen goal that only he knew. His fangs were elongating and his cheeks were flushing with a fury that would rival a god's.
The entire group took a precautionary step back, as he let out a roar fit to kill. "Oh God! Is he transforming due to his anger?" Miroku gasped, not heard due to the horrid sound issuing from Inu Yasha's throat.
"Endless Rain falls on my head..." Kagome sang to herself softly, wondering if maybe the creature like thing inside her was just her imagination before she passed out from exhaustion. "Let me forget... all of the hate... all of the sadness..." She winced at each of her gasps for air between words.
A few of her ribs were broken and she could see the white of her bones through her left side. Her face felt like it had been redone by a steamroller and then smothered in cement. 'Life... God... mine is going to be over so soon... and I barely got to live it.' She gave a short bark of a laugh, and felt tears gather at the corners of her eyes at the pain of it all. "Give it all up...", a masculine voice said in her ear. She shivered as she heard him and let her eyes rest for a time...
Sesshomaru looked at the measly human before him. The child had been with him for the longest time. Not so long as Jaken, the annoying and seemingly necessary toad demon, but then she was human and he didn't know that she could live long enough to out do the years the toady had spent by his side. It was a tempting thought to think of how long she had to live with him. Thinking of what would happen if he took the sword to the demons when they came for her in old age. How would she fare then? Would it be absolute torture? Would it make her suffer? He felt utterly rotten and sadistically happy at the same time with these thoughts.
She bent down at his feet to lay flowers over his shoes, once again interrupting his thoughts as she had made a habit of doing. If she laid many more he'd have a new pair of pants made of nothing but nosegays.
Her black hair glistened like a raven's wing as it moved lightly over her back. One of the servants must have given her a bath recently but not before she went outside to ruin most of their hard work. He knew what it was like to have Rin take a bath. If anything the young chit thought that was the utmost torture. Weren't little girls supposed to love being clean and dressed prettily? Her dress had streaks of mud where her knees must have dug into the dirt to help her keep balance while she grabbed the flowers. A testament to disprove the stereotypical ideas about girls, he thought to himself.
Her face was once again shown to him and her perpetual smile was there as always. One of her tiny, dirt-covered hands went behind her back to dig in the waistband of her dress. Circling around his chair she climbed up the back and brought forth a beautiful yellow rose. The thorns had been removed and he spotted blood on her apron where she must have wiped away the evidence of her picking them off. Lifting his hair away from his ear she placed the delicate, yet harsh flower there before jumping off.
Sesshomaru snagged her hand as she was bringing it back down to rest at her side. "Rin, how did you cut your hand so?" He turned her palm up to the light exposing the wounds the thorns had inflicted. Scabs were already starting to form where she had bled a considerable amount for just picking something that would die within a few hours' time. It frustrated him that she would care to get something so harmful to herself just because it looked beautiful on him.
His cool voice washed over the child. She tried to pull her hand away to keep it away from his eyes. "I- I uh... Rin didn't do anything, Sesshomaru-sama." She said defiantly. When his eyes met hers, she flinched but stayed still.
"Then Rin, I would like you to tell me what this is." He said as he took his nail and ran it along one of the open cuts in her palm. He made sure he didn't hurt her what-so-ever. He would never do something to make her feel pain intentionally, and he would kill another before letting them try to harm her at all.
She winced and cringed away. He frowned, he knew he hadn't damaged her hand in the least so that meant it was probably going to be infected if he didn't do something or, better yet, make her do something about it. "Go wash your hands and bring me some of the flowers I had you pick the other day... you know the ones. They're the ones that sting when you touch them." He said, his face perfectly serene even though he was thoroughly upset with Rin for having hurt herself. It would definitely teach her not to hurt herself any longer. It would burn but ultimately be better for her wounds that she should touch the flowers, as he wanted her to.
Rin fairly ran out of the room, but frowned when she was on the other side of the door. He may have wanted her to pick the flowers... but she honestly detested the thought of touching them again. They hurt when her fingers weren't cut up or anything, and now he wanted her to grab them when her hands were so lacerated? Her tiny lips pursed as she steeled her back and her resolve, firmly marching towards the room where the nasty things were.
One of the servants opened the door as she came in, giving Sesshomaru a scent of blood he hadn't smelled in a long time. "Inu Yasha," he half whispered to himself. "It appears your wench is coming this way, and badly hurt." He knew his moron half-brother wouldn't be able to hear him from this distance, but it didn't really matter so much.
Rin toddled back into the great hall only to find Sesshomaru's chair empty and the opposite door swinging still from his abrupt departure. Dropping the stinging flowers she raced after him, determined not to be left behind.
Kaori turned having felt that Kagome was hurt. "Akiko..." We have to do something you know..." She said. "Kagome is hurt very badly." She looked at the ground. "And I don't figure the hanyou is going to do something about it just yet, what with you doing what you did."
Akiko frowned. "I know... I probably shouldn't have rushed her coming into the curse like that... it wouldn't have been such a shock if it had come gradually, but now she gets a chance to figure out what in all she always wanted to know... albeit she has to give up contact for a while until one of them decides to try to touch her again." He mused aloud. "I don't think she would want to touch them thinking that mayhap she would be bring up a lot of bad memories for them, but she just doesn't realize everything."
"So what is it exactly that she does?" Kaori asked him. She paused for a moment, bending down into a creek, rinsing off her bare feet. Scooping water up with her hands, she splashed it upon her face and frowned back at him. "I mean she has all these powers and everything... I just don't know exactly what's supposed to happen to her, you know? And I feel that you guys still have your futures entwined together don't you?" Her voice got lower toward the end.
"Don't even tell me you feel jealous?" He sighed. "No, once she has delved into the mind of one feeling or another in a person she can't access that again. But she won't ever forget it. It's as if that happened to her instead of them but not really. Her shape-shifting thing was only brought on because of her power. What she doesn't realize is that: Inu Yasha, due to a whole hell of a lot of stress, is developing his own talents." He smiled ruefully. "The demon may feel like he's on the back burner but the more each of them advance, the more they help the other. Miroku and Sango are going to come out with a few talents of their own soon as well." He turned to Kaori, his face instantly serious and forbidding. "But we aren't supposed to be around when they do."
"How would you know? The future is the future. You're no psychic, no matter that you might like to think so." She said pointedly not liking being told what to do, let alone being spoken to like a child. "Let's go get Kagome and help her control herself," she pleaded.
"What you don't realize is that someone is already there collecting her as we speak, thank you very much. Inu Yasha is on his way there but he's going to be too late to help her any." He scratched his head as he thought. "It will be a test of her own willpower as to whether she gets out of there in one piece or her mind disintegrates on it's own."
"Well, gee, don't you just sound like a bright frickin' ray of sunshine?" Kaori said sarcastically. "You obviously know where she was taken, let's go help!" She demanded.
"If you meddle you're going to screw up so much crap you know that?"
"Like what? Inu Yasha NOT becoming a necrophiliac?" Kaori said sarcastically. "I don't see any harm coming from what in all we could do."
"Just like you didn't think he'd be able to see through us right from the start? You know he suspected something... and I think you might be wrong here too... but if you seriously want to go I won't hinder you." He put his fears of all the horrid things that might happen behind him and smiled at her.
"Oh please?" She asked excitedly. "I made such good friends with Miroku... I'd just like to hang around people for a little while longer." Her face lit up at the prospect of having some more time to spend with friends. It had been so long since they had been social.
"Kaori-"he started in, but sighed as he looked in her eyes. "Please can we just look from the sidelines for a time... I honestly don't want to meddle any longer. We have our life and they have theirs."
Kaori bit her lower lip and was tempted to whine and make a nag out of herself, but decided to wait and agree... for the time being.
Kagome felt her ribs itching her. But something soft and silky was lying across her chest, which felt strangely bare for some odd reason.
Sitting up, she tried to open her eyes only to realize they had been open the entire time. Panic ate at her, as she tried to see where she was at.
It was black. Fear ate at her heart. Pulling the fur blanket tighter across her chest she winced when she realized that she still had a small open wound and that the fur was scraping across it and sending throbbing pain that flowed all through her body.
Sesshomaru looked at the demon-child in front of him. His fingers rested coldly on his face. He drew comfort from that as he leaned into them. For the moment the entire focus of her mind and body was the wounds across her ribs. Essentially she was both blind, deaf and dumb ("dumb" is an old term for "mute", guys) until she was entirely healed. She was quite the study, her body held mortally wounding injuries that might have killed another demon, but instead of letting herself die she put her all into healing herself.
Rin had been sitting on the other side of his guest room, waiting for his summons to say that she could see Kagome again, for hours. Sesshomaru imagined that she would sit there all night if she had to, when all of a sudden he felt a malicious evil source inside Kagome. His mind was made up instantaneously, Rin would NEVER come in here to see the chit if there was something that could harm Rin inside Kagome.
HOURS LATER
Kagome saw fuzzy outlines in front of her. "Glad you're finally able to understand what's going on around you, wench." Came a cool collected voice from her side. Startled, she fell on her side, thinking it was another voice to add to the barrage she'd had to listen to for hours on end it seemed. She was fairly certain there was something inside her now. It had grown from a creeping feeling, to more of a tangible animal. The more she heard the voices it seemed, the faster the alien thing grew inside her. It filled her mind with fear and trepidation as she thought of what it could be...
When eyes cleared the fogginess out of them, she looked towards Him. "Sesshomaru." She said, frowning as her voice came out scratchy and horrid.
Sesshomaru regarded her behind seemingly empty eyes. "What are you?" Rin's voice could be heard, muffled from the door, as she scratched trying to gain entrance into the room.
He turned his head and frowned at the door. Kagome looked at him as if he had grown another head. "What do you mean 'what are you'?" Her voice held a faint note of hysteria.
He sighed feeling he might have to be careful with her feelings lest she plow out of the room and blast Rin into the wall in her tirade. "You have another entity delving around in your body."
"WHAT??" Kagome screamed.