Title: Of Betrayal, Hope, and Learning to Love Again
Author: The Jade Sabre
Email: Reader: (Still none, please I'm begging you)
Genre: Drama, Romance, Angst
Rating: M for blood, violence, language, mature situations, and some sexual content
Summary: Dark fic. Higurashi Kagome has changed drastically; betrayal by friends can do that. Searching for the shards, she enlists the assistance of one she assumes will not affect her and has similar mannerisms to her own, but hope can come in strange people. S/K
Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha.
Chapter: Second Tome
Comments/Responses: This is more of a plot chapter, not a lot of action, lots of talking, lots of narration, lots of important info for later! Hang in there with me for this one. Also sorry for the anachronisms, there are many in this chapter (mostly stated by Sesshoumaru since Kagome has heard of most of the things).
To 1Kenshinlver: Basically the Rurouni Kenshin reference was the use of the suffix –dono. Keep on the lookout for more. I'm glad you like the story, but we'll see who kicks whose butts, remember she's in unfamiliar territory; a major disadvantage for her.
To bbhm: I totally agree with you about how people portray Kagome as weak; the fact that she is able to put up with all the bullshit is really a testament for her character; I personally find it hard to write submissive women, hence why Kagome's manga nature was slightly changed by me. (I also go to an all-girl school so the whole girl power idea surges through the roof.) Thanks.
To Flame Ivy Moon: Yay! I feel loved. I'm glad you really like this story so far (and even more so that it caught your interest). I'll try to update quickly.
To Kagome21: Thank you so much. I don't know how fast I'm going to be able to update; I have two AP classes, meaning I have to stay after school twice a week for an hour), I have a computer programming class, and Junior year has a shit load of homework/college prep. Besides, I rather give you all longer chapters than shorter ones.
To Kirejugatsu: Well, at least someone likes my descriptiveness; some people, cough9thgradecough11thgradecoughenglishteacherscough, excuse me I have a cold, don't enjoy my wordiness.
To LynGreenTea: um ok, I will.
To Silveronis: Thanks, I'll try.
Thank you and enjoy; also, still searching for a beta.
Sesshoumaru was quite baffled by the mystery of Higurashi Kagome. The fact that she was traveling alone and not with his half-brother was baffling on its own, not to mention the fact that she apparently now hated him like there was no tomorrow. She had grown stronger since he had last seen her; now able to manipulate her Ki to only show what she wanted to, though he was only able to get through some of the barriers, which were just as strong as his, for some insight, as well the ability to read others. She had some how been able to find a way to hide her sent from all but the strongest youkai he speculated, for she her Ki spiked slightly with shock when she noticed that he was able to catch her sent.
Her fighting skills had improved exponentially, now a rather adept fighter instead of a shaky C-string archer kept away from battle as much a possible. Her miko powers had improved as well, how much so he was unsure, but from the little bit he had seen, they had also increased exponentially, but then again they were miniscule to begin with.
But it was her emotions that really resulted in his marveling; they were kept in perfect check, except when she was speaking to Rin, where she reverted back to her former, nurturing style.
The girl seemed unsure of how to act around him and the rest of the group, eyes darting from himself to Jaken who was trailing her with a fowl expression kissing his lips to the dragon overhead carrying the sleeping Rin. The fact she was still able to keep his pace without showing any sign of fatigue or faltering cause him to raise an eyebrow.
'She really has become stronger then when she traveled with my brother.' He found himself dwelling on that fact with a growing amount of respect for the miko. It was the first time in a long while that he felt that much respect towards anyone, and certainly the first time it was directed to something not of pure youkai blood.
"How much longer till we reach your dwelling?" asked the miko harshly.
"Another hour or so; we should be arriving just after sunset."
She nodded her head before returning to her previous activities. Her eyes kept darting around, almost showing fear of the company. They finally rested on Rin's sleeping figure once again, staying there for longer than usual. She smiled at the girl and Sesshoumaru could not help but stare. Kagome quickly turned around catching his stare.
"It's been so long since I've traveled with another, that I've almost forgotten the touch of humanity." Her tone was different than any other time she spoke to him; passive and faintly apathetic, withdrawn and monotone and it startled him. He nodded his head in recognition, before leaving her alone.
Traveling with her was not a hassle; she gave no inkling she was there, minus a comment or two. She did not cause him to slow; she was. The rest of the journey was completed in silence.
Upon entering the castle, he was met by Taro, a panther youkai and a trusted servant. "Milord, welcome back."
He followed Taro's eyes as they rested on Kagome, who currently in deep enough thought that she did not notice the inquisition of the other youkai. "Pardon me milord, but why have you brought a human home with you?"
"She is the current holder of a debt and you are to treat her with the utmost respect, understood?"
"Hai, milord."
Sesshoumaru's mind was currently at work, trying to find a way out of his present situation with the miko and his debt, before smiling as a plan came into mind. "Take her to a room in the south wing; treat her the way you would treat any other guest. She will be meeting with in an hour and a half. Oh and Taro, take the long route."
He watched the girl snap out of her present daze when he tapped her on the shoulder. She looked at him inquiring to what he wanted. Gesturing to the panther, she got the message and followed him.
"Jaken, take Rin to her room," he ordered. "And she is not to be waken up," he added quickly as the toad made his way to arouse her from he slumber.
Sesshoumaru allowed a smug grin to crawl onto his face as he left the entrance hall, heading towards the armory. While his honor forbad him from neither personally laying a claw on her nor leaving her, he had no problem with staging an assassination. Arriving in the barricades, he turned to two of his assassins, who were yielding sub level results at best.
The barricades were silent as he walked over to the two; afraid to even breath in fear of enraging the tai-youkai. He inwardly smiled; he almost feared that he had lost his touch after his interesting encounter with his brother's ex-wench. As he stopped in front of the twin youkai, time seemed to freeze; Sesshoumaru could smell the horror radiate of their bodies so strongly that it nearly caused him to stager. The two had failed their last two missions in trying to discover the shady matters concerning the sister of the Lord of the Southern Lands. Not only had they failed to discovered anything, but they, he had learned from other sources, had barely entered the complex, running at the first hint of death.
"Come," he spoke frigidly, then turned to leave, knowing they would follow.
The two Ki spiked almost instantaneously at the same time to the same point, but they followed obediently. Ushering them into a little used conference room, he sat at the head of the table, motioning for them to do the same.
"I have an assassination for you two," he told them shortly. His bluntness was no surprise to the youkai; Sesshoumaru was not one known for his subtlety; he personally found it a waste of time. "I have had it with you two and your lack of productivity. I am giving you one last chance to prove your merit. This is a relatively easy assignment. I have a guest staying here; she is staying in the south wing, last room in the fourth passage; dispose of her."
"Now, milord?" asked the first youkai.
"Now." The two youkai got up to leave, but were stopped by one last comment. "Oh and Hideki, Takami, failure will cause your lives to be forfeited Go."
Once again he found himself alone and in thought. Not only did he have an assassination to handle, but there was the situation with the clan of acid youkai and eagle youkai, which was a situation that he would rather have them fight out than deal with, but could not risk the possibility of a full fledged civil war in his lands. The animosity between the two races was common knowledge and the recent development was not helping the state of affairs, what with the oldest daughter of Kanehiko, the leader of the acid youkai, being killed, and the eagles being blamed for her death. In two days, representatives from both tribes would be arriving at the palace in hopes to resolve the matter peacefully.
Sesshoumaru leaned back in his chair, letting out a breath he did not even know he was holding. 'It's times like this I wish that I could just disappear; or at least not be the tai-youkai during these fucking conflicts. These stupid clans can't solve their own stupid problems. Kami-sama, I wish that they would just start fighting and kill each other off. Most likely nothing's going to happen out of these negotiation, just more acrimony. I have more than half a mind to relocate the entire clans, one on the northern boarder, and one on the southern, then just quarantine them there.'
Sighing, he reached over to a small table in the corner, grabbing a bottle of saké and a glass. Taking a swig of the liquor, his mind began to wander to other problems he was facing; mainly the woman in the southern wing. 'How did I get myself into this? And how did she see the trap when this Sesshoumaru could not? Kami-sama, what did I do to deserve owing a debt to a human, let alone my brother's wench? Nevertheless, this whole affair will be over with shortly.'
Finishing his alcohol, he stood, exiting the room and heading towards the south wing; the wing that was reserved for his unwanted guests. The rooms there were furnished sparsely. They had the basic amenities, futon, wardrobe, and desk, but even those were not of high quality. Of course, the people who stayed in the suites were unwelcome and often of lower class so they did not know of their unsolicited status. The dungeon complex also rested beneath the floors of that particular wing, causing unpleasant odors to sometimes leak up to the first floor. Now that he actually took the time to dwell on it, the only thing rather agreeable about the rooms was the overlook of the southern gardens, which his mother had put so much energy into.
The fact that the gardens were so loved by his mother was the only thing that drove him to keeping them so tamed. Yes, the other parts of the grounds were well kempt, but it was the southern gardens he took particular pride in, and also were the most private for the very reasons they were his mother's. The only people who occupied the gardens, other than himself, were a few of his most esteemed guess (but only while accompanied by him) and Rin, who took great pride in carrying for the flowers there.
He arrived at the oak door in which the miko was currently residing. Taking a breath, he paused for a moment before executing the second part of his plan. Carefully he opened the door and prepared to charge in, sword blazing.
What he saw inside was not the sight he expected; then again many things revolving around this woman were unexpected; this was just a new part of the puzzle that he was so keen on figuring out. He expected to find the two ookami youkai cornering her, attempting to kill her, and while she would not be dead, he assumed she would be ruffed up. Kagome was currently sitting on her futon, glaring at him, as if she knew what he had planned, twirling a sai between her index and middle fingers. The bodies of Hideki and Takami laid in front of her bed, blood flowing freely from slits on their necks, presumably over their jugulars. While the two were to be dead after this charade, they were supposed to die by his sword, not hers.
"Finally you're here; I was about to assume that I was going to be forced to sleep with these guys bleeding all over the floor; even for me, the stench of rotting flesh is horrible," she stated curtly, though the undertone of her voice seemed to hint that she knew he would be coming.
"They will be taken care of while I speak to you; come with me."
As she walked by him, he distinctly heard her whisper, "Next time, do a better job when you try to stage the whole damsel in distress."
Sesshoumaru was surprised that she was able to figure out his intentions. He had hoped for the two wolves to still be living when he arrived, with him 'saving her life' from the assassins, thus clearing himself of the obligation. He did not know how she figured it out, but he was going to find out, soon. Bringing her into the main library of the fortress, he motioned for her to sit at one of the chairs.
"I don't appreciate the underhand attempt to slither out of debt, Sesshoumaru," said Kagome before he could ask the question that he meant to ask.
"And you think that it was me that authorized the attack; you have no proof. My honor does not permit me to harm you while I have an obligation to fulfill," he countered, lying through his teeth.
"You'd be surprised at what one will admit when he sees one thread cut and his is waiting for the scissors to fall on it."
He nodded in agreement, not so much agreeing with her statements overall, but at the context of the use, more importantly, to whom the statement was referring.
"And gathering from the evidence and what I know of your personality and attitude," she continued, "Your scheme was easy to put the pieces together. Honestly, do you think I'm that stupid?"
"You were when you traveled with my brother."
She snorted in an unladylike way, before responding in a half serious, half joking tone. "Yeah, I was also much more innocent of the ways of the world and of the intent of people; a brainless mistake on my part."
"What do you want?"
"As subtitle as ever Sesshoumaru."
"It saves a hell of a lot of time."
"True; I want your cooperation," she answered just as bluntly as his question.
"I refuse to agree to that until I know all the details."
She chuckled darkly. "Of course; a killer on top, but deep down a serious business man. In another five hundred years or so, you really should become a CEO."
Sesshoumaru was confused by her last remark. 'What is a CEO and how does she know what it's like in five hundred years?'
It was only then that he noticed her hand on the stump of missing arm. "What the fuck−"
His question was cut off as he began to feel lightheaded and the room began to spin. His vision began to falter, drifting into unconsciousness, as he tried desperately to remove the mike whose palm was still where his missing arm would be. Finally, the darkness took him as he passed out.
Kagome did her best to hold down the demon lord, who was struggling quite hard to get away from her. She prayed to Kami-sama that he would loss consciousness shortly; she did not know how much longer she could keep this up if he was thrashing about like this. Thankfully, the pink aura began to calm him as his movements started to become less violent till he stopped moving all together.
Still keeping one hand on his stump, she began to chant in a language forgotten to all but a select few. The aura surrounding Sesshoumaru changed from a soft pink to a bright blue and fire like; shortly after it engulfed her as well, causing her body to flinch in pain; she discovered that it did not only look like fire, but felt like fire too. However, she did not stop chanting.
'He is so lucky that he's out for this,' she thought trying to keep her concentration despite the torturous feelings all over her body. 'That's all I can say, he is so fucking lucky!'
The enchantment she was using was not that difficult, but required great strength of one soul, for if it was not strong enough, it would be sucked into a vortex killing both the enchanter and the enchanted; the victim must latch on to the miko's or other magical being to live during the time the spell was being preformed. It was from a monk in the monastery that had mentioned the spell, causing Kagome to search for more information on it. She finally found it in an old scroll full of spells from a time when the land of Japan was still young. The spells themselves were in a form of kanji that she did not know; she was surprised, however, when the words flowed freely from her mouth and she knew the meaning of them as well. Memorizing the spells were not hard; it was if she already knew them, that they were locked away in her mind, much like her strong abilities with dealing with Ki.
Finally the blue aura disappeared as she ceased her chanting, pausing for a moment before continuing. This time, however, the aura was a sickly green, not unlike the color of his own claws would turn when the poison began to flow through them as she continued to chant, her eyes beginning to loose all color.
When her eyes became completely white, she yelled out the final command, "KYUU KYUU NYO RITSU RYOU!"
A blinding light, one so strong that she had to use her free hand to shield her eyes, spread through out the room, emanating from Sesshoumaru's body. It was then that Kagome felt the tug on her soul, like a vacuum or a black whole, and it took all of her strength, both spiritually, mentally, physically. Struggling to breath, she repeated the final command once again, sealing the light in the body of Sesshoumaru.
Falling on her knees, she tried desperately to catch her breath. Sweat dripped down her face and the perspiration causing her clothes to stick to body. 'Eww, I really need to bath before I sleep.'
Rising, she tried to move, but the collapsed onto the floor next to his comatose body, falling into a state similar to his. If someone to enter the room at this moment, he or she would be quite surprised. The Lord of the Western Lands was passed out on the floor next to a chair, of which he appeared to have fallen out, and a girl in a priestess garb lying near him, in a similar state, looking like she had just run a marathon.
It was just past the crack of dawn when Higurashi Kagome regained conscious; Sesshoumaru was still passed out on the floor. The events of last night were still foggy; she remembered the Lord's attempt to underhandedly relieve himself of his debt. 'He led me to the library, I yelled, well not yelled but something along those lines, just quieter, at him for trying to kill me/'save me.' Then…then what… I remember something about trying to get him to agree with something and comparing him to a CEO and some flash of light and kyuu kyuu nyo ritsu ryou.' Suddenly, the events came back to her. 'The connection spell; I'm not dead so I must have passed out.'
Sitting up, she realized how embarrassing her current situation was and found herself ever so grateful that the tai-youkai was still knocked out. Her head was resting his chest, one hand gripping his kimono. He, in turn, had his tail wrapped around her waist, left arm hand mimicking. Both of them had their legs entangled with each other's. Kagome was so thankful that no one had walked in on them in such a compromising position; she thought she might die. Quickly she freed herself from him and scooted as far away from his body as possible.
Arising, she looked over his body, extremely pleased that her spell was successful. Perhaps it was the lack of body heat or just the side effects of the experience, she speculated, but either way, Sesshoumaru began to stir and in minutes was back on his feet; she made eye contact with him, suddenly aware of the anger in his eyes. Quickly, he leaned down to pick up his sword and used his free hand to push himself off the ground.
"Woman, no longer do I care about honor; your death will be dealt swiftly." And with that, he charged at her.
Kagome stood there confidently. "Not unless you have a death wish."
Sesshoumaru had a claw at her throat, sword pointing at her gut, when she spoke; he was slightly confused. Removing his hands, he stared at her. "What makes you so confident?"
"Look down."
He complied, and was shocked by the sight, causing him to drop his sword; both of his hands were there, as well as the rest of his once missing arm. It appeared to be his arm, complete with his own demon markings. He heard her chuckle at his surprise. "What the fuck?"
"Yes, that's your arm, though you're most likely going to hate it after this," she commented as if she was commenting of the weather; then continued without letting him get a word in. "That arm connects you to me."
"What?" he asked audibly surprised.
"I need help collecting the shard of the Shikon no Tama," she told him.
"And what makes you think I'm going to help you; I do not have a death wish."
"You're just as much involved with this fight as I am," she snapped back at him. "You have a score to settle with Naraku; Naraku collects the shards; I need to collect the shards; distributive property."
"I still am not going to get involved with it."
"I knew you'd say that," she sighed. "That's where the arm comes in; I've already decided that helping me is the only way I'll allow you to be released from your two debts."
"Two?"
"Saving Rin and attempting to kill me/save me," she retorted. "Any way, you will travel with me till the quest is complete."
"No."
"No? Well, I haven't explained all the restraints yet; if you abandon me, kill me, indirectly or directly, or deliberately not intervene to protect me during a fight result, that is to say that you cannot sit back and watch, the arm will start to eat at you with purity energy, resulting in your death. Once the Shikin no Tama is whole again the curse will be lifted and we go our separate ways and you keep your arm."
Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth, feeling very uncomfortable in this situation; he vowed that he would never allow himself to get into a situation like this again. "It appears I have no choice in the matter."
"Oh, you do have a choice," she retorted, "Life or death."
"Some choice."
"You'd be surprised; Romans regarded suicide more honorable than accepting a political defeat." Sesshoumaru showed his confusion easily. "The Romans were a race of people who lived far west of Japan about 1700-1500 years ago," she said plainly.
Even though he still didn't understand who these 'Romans' were, the inu youkai kept his mouth shut about the topic, and moved on to more pressing matters. "Since I am going to be traveling with you," he began, "I demand to have a discussion about certain things."
"Only naturally," she smirked; "Ask away."
"Why do you travel alone; not with my half-brother?"
"Because we had different points of view." He glared at her, knowing there was more to the story than that, which resulted in her sighing before elaborating. "Inu Yasha met up with Kikyou about six months ago; Kikyou deciding that she had had enough of shard hunting for Naraku and swore to help us. Well, Kikyou was obviously the stronger miko at the time, having been trained and all that jazz, so it was only natural that the group started relying on her more and more while becoming less dependent of me. Eventually I was just a hassle for them; Kikyou was able to detect shards, purify better than me, was able to stay and hunt shards, not to mention was a better fighter than me. So finally, about four months ago, I caused a slight mishap, involving me getting in the way while fighting Naraku, and finally your brother snapped, telling me, and I quote, 'Bitch, we don't need you here anymore, go home and forget about hunting the shards,' and the scary part was both the monk and the slayer agreed with him. Of course, since when have I ever listened to the bastard? So in a nut shell, I started to gather the shards on my own and increase my spiritual energy."
"So my brother kicked you out in favor of his dead bitch?"
"No, I decided to leave to go marry Jaken," she said sarcastically; "Of course he did. Question: why is Naraku after you?"
"I thought I was making the inquisitions?"
"Well, you're not Spanish," she mumbled, before coherently saying, "If I did all the talking, this would be a monologue. Again, why is Naraku after you?"
"He asked me if I would kill my brother; and I saying yes sealed a deal with him. Soon I realized what his intent was and did not comply."
"And then he tried to use Rin to blackmail you into doing it?"
"Yes. How do you hide your sent?"
"Hime," she stated.
"Princess?" he asked, slightly skeptical.
"Well, that was her work name; her real name was Tokami; she was a spider youkai living in the mountains of the Northern Lands. She was a very young, by demon standers; about sixty-two."
Sesshoumaru nodded. It was well known the types of cloth made from spider silk; however, he had never heard of one that could hide scent. "So this Tokami gave you the cloak for…?"
"Well, if you didn't interrupt me, I would have told ya," she snapped at him, her attitude flaring for a moment. "Hime was young so her skills were hardly known, but very refined; probably the best I've ever seen, though she had a particular talent for concealment. It was the first place I went after my near death experience, hoping it would give me a place to heal. While the monastery was nice, it was too much of a reminder of what I had left. While in the mountains, I met Hime; she found me passed out from the walking and took me into her home for no apparent reason. I later helped her out of a tight situation and she gave me the cloak. I tried to tell I was just repaying my debt, but she insisted. Turns out it was her first cloak, and the strongest; as well as being water proof, self-repairing, and exceptionally warm when it needs to be, she told me it would hide my sent from all but the strongest youkai, but even then it would be weak."
"You were in a monastery?"
"It was a safe place to allow my injuries to mend, nothing more, nothing less."
He was confused by her statement; she had said that she stayed at the monastery for her injuries to mend, but was in the Northern Mountains to heal. The miko
was specifically leaving something out; he knew it.
Kagome started to feel nervous when Sesshoumaru asked her about the monastery; while it was a place to heal and where she learned both how to read Ki and increase her miko energy, it was still a place that brought out painful memories.
"It was a safe place to allow my injuries to mend, nothing more, nothing less," she said coldly.
"What were−"
"I'm hungry," she interrupted, making it clear, at least she thought that the matter was closed. "Where and when is breakfast served?"
She headed towards the door of the library, making a mental note of where it was located for the next time she wished to visit. The tai-youkai seemed to get the message that the matter was closed, which Kagome was thankful that he left the subject where it was. Leading her silently down the hall, she followed him into a hall, which was lined with tables; Sesshoumaru stepped up a dais to a table over looking the entire hall, and she followed him, taking a seat next to him. The dinning facility was nearly empty; minus them there were only four youkai: an older looking wolf demon and three youkai wearing armor.
'The armor makes it nearly impossible to see their species, and I'm too fucking tired and drained of most of her spiritual energy. And where's Sesshoumaru's armor?' She was shocked that he was wearing only his white kimono. Without his armor, a new side of the man was reveled; the armor portrayed the intimidating warrior, but, Kagome decided, he looked even more menacing without it. They way he carried himself, which was with an extreme amount of confidence, and especially the color coordination. She smiled at that thought, her female fashion sense was kicking in; but it really did make him much more regal.
Looking over at her "companion," she noticed the food had been placed on the table. They ate in silence; no one daring to break it until they were finished.
"I want to know your time constraints about this whole shard deal." Kagome finally spoke after sipping the tea from her cup, noticing a few more youkai had entered the hall.
"So I now have a say in the matter," he commented dryly.
Kagome gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and counted to ten, trying desperately to control her temper, which was flaring. "When are you able to leave?" she asked both brusquely and harshly.
"A week at the least and will be needing to return here about one a month."
"I can do that," she told him.
If she had been anybody else, she would not have know that Sesshoumaru was surprised, presumably because she was so accommodating; but the hard probing of his Ki had reveled that much, at least that is what she thought. Her thoughts were confirmed by the tai-youkai remark. "Well, aren't you accommodating?"
'Yeah, because I know what it's like when you're denied the right to go home to do something; I'm not that much like his bastard brother.' "You'd be surprised what experience can teach you."
Seeing more demons filtering in to the dinning room, she took the hint that it would be better for her to leave then stay around and see what would happen if she was seen fraternizing with the Lord of the Western Lands. "If we are not departing immediately, I shall be going to visit my family; do not expect me back for five days at the earliest."
Kagome stood up and looked Sesshoumaru in the eye before bowing deeply. "Sayonara."
Parting Notes: Please keep in mind that I will not be updating daily. I have two AP classes, tech, and a computer programming class. With all this in mind, I shall probably be updating around the two week mark, but don't quote me on that. I have a really cool computer programming class, though it is rather time consuming. Right now I have to design a program that can compute taxes using the tax forms from 2005 (it's going to be kinda like Turbo Tax). And then I have to create a virus blocker. So needless to say, I'm working on these programs at least 10 hours a week.
Taro, the panther youkai, is named after a real person; the son of a famous Japanese general. History Quiz for all: Who was the general and what was his claim to fame?
If you have any questions, comments, or concerns about something that happened in the chapter, especially grammatical errors, don't hesitate to email me or post a review and I'll see what I can do. Remember, there are no stupid questions, but there sure as hell stupid people who ask those questions. Stupid-as-hell-reviews bitchy-responses.
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