Jackie: Alright, for my readers who are somewhat unschooled in life, let me explain the 'good part' joke. The 'good part' is when sesshy and Miyoiki finally get it on. If you don't know what 'get it on' means I expressly forbid you from reading chapter 25. I started the count down because some of my readers had made jokes about getting to the 'good part'.

So here's chapter 24! One chapter before the 'good part'!

DISCLAIMER; refer to chapter 1

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Chapter 24;

Miyoiki, felt herself leaving her body. She stood outside of it all, watching Sesshomaru approach her remains. My god… I'm a mess. She thought. Am I dead? Is this what it feels like to be dead? She watched Sesshomaru looking her over they way he used to, like she was nothing more than an object to be examined. Part of her cursed him; the other part was grateful that her death had not broken him.

He reached out to her body and his hands started to shake. His face hardened and the shaking crept into his arms. She watched the look of shock on his face, and the way he was glaring at his arms to stop them from shaking. Then his body shook, and she saw it in his eyes. She saw the precise moment his heart tore in two.

No… Oh pleas no! Was it possible for dead people to cry? She certainly felt like crying. She covered her ears when he howled. She tried in vain to block out the heart-wrench sound. No…no… NO! Stop! PLEASE STOP! Then he pulled her broken body into his arms.

"He cried like that when I died," a woman's voice whispered.

Miyoiki looked all around for the source of the whisper, but she found no one.

"I broke him," the voice whispered, "I hate myself for it. I am unforgivable."

"Where are you?" Miyoiki called out, "Who are you?"

"It hurts to see him like that again," the voice continued, "But it can be fixed. The gods owe me one miracle…And his father's sword…It likes you."

Miyoiki's entire body was wracked by pain, physical pain. Pain? I can't feel pain, I'm dead! As he buried his face in her chest the pain grew so acute she could feel the exact shape of his face burrowing into her chest. I'm alive! I can feel him!

"Return to him…"

The world began to spin. Miyoiki felt like she was falling. Just when she thought her soul would be crushed in the dizzying torrent she felt a woman's hands touch her. For a split second she thought she saw a woman with long white hair and sad amber eyes.

Her eyes flung open, and she felt herself burning in his arms. Everything was burning, cracking, and burning more. Every time she thought she had felt the most complete sense of pain a creature could feel life surprised her with all new heights torture. She opened her mouth to scream, and all that came out was a choked gurgle.

That was enough for Sesshomaru's keen ears. He tore his face away and looked up at the horrified eyes of his Miyoiki. His stomach wrenched at the terror and pain in her blood-shot eyes. Dear gods, it would be better if she were dead! Panicked, he threw her down on the ground and drew Tokijin. He could not allow her pain to continue.

Miyoiki felt Tensaiga pulse, and her eyes flew to it. It pulsed harder. Can it save me?

"And his father's sword… It likes you."

She saw Sesshomaru draw Tokijin. She tried to tell him to stop but her vocal cords were burnt completely away. She spasmed in panic. She tried to worm away from him, bucking with her hips, and causing her worthless, fleshless legs to flop about.

Sesshomaru stopped and looked frantically at her. He blinked and said, "You wish to live?"

She stopped writhing and looked from his eyes to Tensaiga, eyes, Tensaiga, eyes, Tensaiga. Ever observant, Sesshomaru looked down at Tensaiga. Surely she knew it was a reviving sword, not a healing sword. Still, he drew it, and took it to her.

He held it over her and said, "It cannot help you. You are not dead."

She glared at him and bucked about like a crazed jumping bean. It hurt like hell, but somehow she had to get him to give her the sword, or lay it on her somehow. She laid still and tried to cry, but even her tear ducts were burnt to the point of uselessness. He knelt, his feet on either side of her, just beneath her hips. He looked back and forth between her and the sword. What was she trying to tell him?

Miyoiki, just as observant, noticed that in this position there was only a thin layer of cloth between what remained of her legs and that which made Sesshomaru male. Oh god… He's going to kill me. She though as she bucked her hips wildly, flinging what was left of her right leg directly into her target. Even Sesshomaru, who was so schooled at not showing pain, sucked in and high-pitched squeal, and dropped Tensaiga onto her.

The sword hit her, and an explosion of white light threw Sesshomaru back. The light continued for several minutes. It was so painfully bright that Sesshomaru had to shield his eyes. He stayed that way for several moments after the blast of light, not knowing if it was safe to open his eyes yet. Miyoiki held his sword in her regenerated hands and laughed, "I don't know if I should tell you it's over, or escape while I can."

Sesshomaru's eyes opened and he stood, straightening himself as though nothing had happened. He had every right to be mad at this point. She did that to the great lord of the western lands? How dare she! He cast her a stern glare, and she backed away slightly. She held out the Tensaiga and warned, "Now, be reasonable. I had to do it!"

As his eyes took in the sight of her, perfect, whole, beautiful, very naked body, and nervous flutter of her gossamer wings, he found that he couldn't be angry. He was so grateful, so grateful that she was alive and well. She could have taken his leg off if it would have helped her. He had no complaints. He was so elated it bordered on giddy. He smiled as he closed the distance between them.

She tried to step away again, but he was too quick. He knocked the sword from her hands and said, "Don't be foolish. You know you can't cut with that thing!"

He took her into his arms roughly, and crushed his lips against hers. She was tense at first, but she melted into his arms. As she relaxed his hold on her relaxed and became tender. When she sighed against his lips, he claimed the inside of her mouth.

Miyoiki shivered in his embrace, leaning fully against him. Fire and ice ran a raced through her veins into her throbbing heart and her quivering core. She was totally overwhelmed. He was not just kissing her. He was consuming her.

When the scent of Miyoiki's arousal hit Sesshomaru's delicate nose his joyful, grateful love, took a back seat to all-out animal lust. He growled his approval at the new development. A metamorph could not feel lust toward someone they did not love. And he loved her in return… Oh, how he loved her, and he wanted her just as badly.

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Rootousi had left Rin with a whining imp. He really did not care for the demon imp known as Jaken. The little green toad did nothing but complain. However, he was faithful, and Rootousi felt confident he could leave the girl with Jaken. Rootousi could not ignore the blinding white light. He had to know what happened.

When he saw the crater he stopped and crawled up to the edge. He tried to conceal himself from whatever danger might be bellow as he peered over the edge. What he saw couldn't have shocked him more. The girl was alive! She didn't even look injured, and she was NAKED? Woah, that's my boy! But why was she holding a sword on him? Wait, the Tensaiga?

Then Sesshomaru leapt forward, knocking the blade from her hands and planted a kiss on her that undoubtedly moved the earth beneath her feet. Not unexpectedly, she melted in his arms and he deepened the kiss. Even from where Rootousi lay, he could feel the heat.

Rootousi cheered, "That's it kid! Give it to her! WOOHOO! About DANG time!"

Sesshomaru's eyes shot up and he cast Rootousi a glare that could have scared the devil. At this point it was important to note that a demon lives as long as Rootousi because of a perfect combination of power and wisdom. The power to overcome countless adversaries, and the wisdom to know when to RUN AWAY!

Needless to say, he tucked tail and fled. Sesshomaru almost laughed as he watched the old demon scramble like a scared field mouse. Miyoiki only lay in Sesshomaru's arms, gazing lazily up at his soot-covered face. She tapped his nose with her finger and said, "Tsk, what a mess."

Sesshomaru's eyes gleamed as he looked down at her, catching her finger in his front teeth and nibbling lightly. She gasped with pleasure and he released it with a soft smile. He scooped her up into his arms, bridal style and leapt into the sky. She squeaked lightly in surprise and asked, "Where are we going?"

This was the night. The great lord of the western lands would take a mate. It would be the first time for both of them, but there was no insecurity clouding his mind. This was right, tonight was right, and he would make it a memory that burned in eternity. He smiled down at her and said, "I am dirty, and it seems I've gotten you dirty. We should bathe."

Her cheeks filled with color. Gods! What is he suggesting? But a few moments of taking in his handsome smile, and warm golden eyes had her convinced. Tonight was the night. Tonight was the night she would give herself to him. She cuddled into him and purred, "Yes, we should."

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Jackie: Thanks for continuing to review! 'smiles' You guys ROCK. And, by the way, 'does her happy dance' I did it! I actually had Sesshomaru get RACKED in a believable way! WHOOHOO! The challenge was issued, and I answered it!

(Gilego87) I'm sorry to hear that, and of course I would bring her back. We haven't gotten to the 'good part' yet. 'grin' (Ladie) Everything has clamed down now with my fam. Thanks for the compliment. I have been trying to capture the essence of the original characters from the magna I've been reading. They are a little different from the TV show, but more dynamic I think. (Angel of Mercy) I am aware now of the spelling of Sesshomaru's sword. However, I make corrections as I go. I do not re-submit chapters, as I simply don't have the time. I barely have the time to write them in the first place. Thanks for reviewing, and I hope you can enjoy the chapters beyond chapter 1. (Raggies) Did I fix it alright? 'hands you a tissue' (Bloody) Don't hurt me! Please! I always make it better! (Rose) A little tragedy never hurt anyone. (Gibberish) Awww, come on out of the corner, She's okay, see? (Shoujo) One person liked that I don't abuse Jaken, but many more were complaining that he didn't suffer enough. I try to keep everyone happy so I will write in a few minor chases of Jaken abuse without taking it overboard. (RubberDuckys) Hey, that works. Rock on. (Tele) He just confessed his absolutely undying love for her, and then she was graphicly killed. I think even the coldest heart would cry. Yeah, I know it was kind of expected for me to bring her back, but would you really prefer it if I didn't? (Nordic) If you hadn't guessed I like cliffhangers. (Neko) I knew I guy in high school named Neko. Anyway, I hope this chapter makes you feel better.