Chapter 11:

Authors Note: I wonder if things will go smoothly from here on out…Hell no.

-Inuyasha's gang-

"Inuyasha are you sure were going in the right direction?" Kagome said softly looking towards the hanyou with wondrous eyes, he had been so…distant sense Kikyou had come. It hurt, dear god it hurt. Inuyasha looked towards her with his eyes so gold and so filled with emotion, that Kagome almost instantly regretted speaking. 'I should trust Inuyasha, he would never lead us away from Naraku even if I can't sense the shards, I know for certain Inuyasha would NEVER let ago, He'd never abandon Kikyou' But no matter how hard Kagome thought, the little voice in the back of her heart nagged and nagged that he wouldn't be abandoning her if he was going to her. And in the end, she was right.

-End Inu's gang-

Sesshomaru's POV+

Ever since that one vile night, I can't get the miko out of mind. No matter how it is, I find myself thinking about her in every humanly or inhumanly way possible. Her body, her past, her feelings, her motives, and the worst part of all her heart. I want to know if her heart, her living heart, pumps blood for that bastard of a brother. If her soul is still stuck to that faithful day that her lover, my brother took her life.

I see her in the garden with Rin and I can't help but seem amused, watching her carrying countless bundles of flowers in her arms, Rin's eyes wise with amazement and question. The castle, my home, everything seems more alive. Everyone seems livelier and everyone knows Kikyou.

The only thing I can keep thinking, the undying voice in my head, "You should have never trusted Inuyasha" I don't know why I kept thinking that towards her, why would I care if she put her life in his hands? I didn't. But for some reason I felt as though her soul was echoing through mine. The pain of being torn apart by the person you trusted, not only physically but mentally. It was such a…sad feeling.

There's no need to watch any farther, there's no point in caring about my half brother or Kikyou for any matter. But, maybe it's just all this talk on Inuyasha but I SWEAR his scent is lingering near my land. For some reason I feel my hand tighten along the cement wall, a small cracking sound emanating the thick stone. He's here for Kikyou. There's not a doubt in my mind that filthy half breed bastard is here for Kikyou.

I glanced towards the miko over a shoulder, her brown eyes are raised with question, Rin has let go of Kikyou's hand and the two our staring towards me with such intensity I swear I could feel it piercing my skin. I'm sure Kikyou can feel his jaki too so why is she looking at me with such question?

"What?"

I watch Rin flinch as Kikyou gently pats her on the back asking her to excuse them for a while. Once she is gone she looks to me seemingly forever and then she opens her mouth and then pauses again. I find myself becoming irritable, never has any women nor being even made me feel so much loss of emotions on the inside.

"Why are you so tense?" Her words come off smoothly with her normal monotone voice, god damn it! Why does it bother me her words come off as monotone as mine? Why can't I just ONCE get a normal voice out of her? I bet she gave Inuyasha a normal voice countless times. Dear gods don't let this be jealously. Something is terribly wrong if it is.

"I don't get tense, I sense a disturbance near my lands so if I am to go out you'll have to excuse me" My words are so dripped with sarcasm, I almost want to smirk. It felt good to be sour to her for making me feel, even just a bit even if I don't show it. It's good to make her feel bad, like how she makes me feel. Bad that I don't have control, bad.

"Inuyasha?" I think her voice is longing though it sounds more curious. It doesn't bother me, it bothers me that she knows, that she knows his jaki that well. Hell, Inuyasha didn't let off that MUCH jaki he's was nothing compared to Naraku.

"Yes" My voice sounds lower then normal. I suppose it doesn't matter, she knows anyway.

"Does it bother you?" I raised a brow slightly, she almost sounded timid, how peculiar.

"You know I dislike him, why would I want him near my lands?"

"Oh…" Her voice trailed off for a few seconds as if she had lost her composure with my answer. Her hair blew slightly, I've noticed since she was given the gift of life from Tenseiga that she wears it up like that. It looks good like that, it gives her that priestess's feeling I suppose. She seems happier with it.

"Sesshomaru?" I turn to see her smiling and only for a brief second, I see the look in her eyes… that look of loneliness, the look that will never go away. It was clear to me now; Kikyou's wound from Inuyasha was her life. Her soul would never move from that betrayal, even though she's gotten a third…no a second chance at life, to start over, she….she just can't break free. She's a clean angel with wings black as night from the ashes of the fire, and the dark chains of hell intertwined with her hands and ankles. It was a perfect image of Kikyou, and Inuyasha was the chains. Inuyasha was her hell. I wonder if she realizes that yet.

End Sesshomaru's POV+

Normal POV+

Sesshomaru stared for a few seconds and then looked towards the flowers in Kikyou's arms, pausing. "Kikyou."

"Hm?" She said looking to him as he paused and then responded.

"No…The flowers"

"Oh yes! Their bell flowers…"

"Is that where your name came from? Are you a flower?" The question seemed so absurd coming from Sesshomaru, but strangely there was no hint of joking in his eyes and if it was it would be rather scary, Kikyou noted but only mentally.

A light blush rose to the miko's face as she stared towards the purple bell flowers in her arms (don't know their real color, are they white? I just guessed purple) "They were my mother's favorite flowers"

"She must have been pleased with the flower she got, her little bell flower"

Kikyou went to say something, a blush mixed with embarrassment and slight anger as the youkai lords clawed hand ran up to the top of her raven black hair. He looked down to her and gave her a secret smile, running his down the side of her neck pulling a couple flower petals from her hair and let them blow off into the gentle breeze.

"I'll see you at dinner then" Sesshomaru said over a shoulder from his slow pace leaving the miko staring at him in awe, her face red with surprise or perhaps embarrassment. He couldn't tell, he didn't have too. He left smiling.

End POV+

Authors Note: What do you think? I liked it…I hope you guys do too! Review!