The kiss, the touch, of which I love so much, has forever gone away. Replaced with pain from your once warm heart, yet still forever I will stay…

Part 1 of the end is finally here. Yes this and the next chapter is ONE WHOLE CHAPTER and there may be an epilogue coming. I don't know yet. Enjoy.

Sesshomaru refrained from rolling his eyes as he slowly moved his way from the center of the room and towards the balcony that led to the gardens and the river. There were idiots…everywhere…talking to him, praising him, bowing to him, and suffocating him. He wanted to kill each and every single one of them. What made it fun for him was just how he would kill each of them…a decapitated head here…a burnt body there…a suffocated carcass on the floor…

Someone was pushed into him and without thinking, or caring, Sesshomaru sent the person flying over the heads of other people and into a nearby wall. When they heard a crash, the people around him clapped as if he'd done a trick.

Idiots.

Sesshomaru nearly sighed and actually rolled his eyes as he turned and began walking away, glaring at anyone who dared to follow. He was restless and agitated and he wanted to take a walk. Alone.

He left the party with no problems and continued on towards the river, his footsteps quiet on the marble ground below him. The night sky was clear, and the stars danced above his head as the sound of the nearby rushing river was soon heard. Finally he reached the edge of the balcony and turned to go down the staircase.

Then he paused.

Automatically, his nose picked up two mingling scents…he knew those scents. One was Inuyasha…the other…

"I can do this by myself. I don't want his help in anything,"

He heard. He gently cocked his head to the side and listened harder.

"I don't want him to know a thing."

"What do you expect me to do? Keep this a secret? Kagome you're having a baby! Another life! How do you think you can possibly support yourself?"

Sesshomaru's brow creased. That voice was definitely Inuyasha's…and he was talking to Kagome, the other scent he had picked up instinctively.

"I'll find a way, just don't tell on me, I don't want him to know,"

Sesshomaru heard her reply. He placed his hands on the railing and looked below. He could barely see the material of Inuyasha's clothes, and the top of his head. There were far beneath the balcony, possibly Kagome being against the wall.

Inuyasha was talking in a hushed type of tone while Kagome was getting hysterical.

Then her voice got a bit higher. "Please don't tell Sesshomaru,"

He gripped the railing slightly. Not tell him? Not let him know something this important?

"I have to," he heard Inuyasha say. Well for once the little bastard was being responsible. Something with importance of this magnitude would have to be told to him. He had to deal with this responsibly, now that he knew. Sesshomaru would have to make a choice, concerning the welfare of the child. HIS child.

He listened harder now, because both of them had become quiet when talking. He barely heard Kagome whisper his name and something else…and then everything went silent except for the sound of her quiet sobbing.

His grip greatly increased on the railing as he tried to listen for anything else they would say. He was so tense at the moment, so excitedly anticipating the next words that were to come out of either of their mouths, that the railing crumbled beneath his demonic power and bits of it fell to the ground beneath.

Both Inuyasha and Kagome jumped when this happened and Inuyasha pulled Kagome behind him protectively as he walked forward and looked up to see Sesshomaru looking down on him.

He did not look happy at all.

"Ah, Master Naraku! How fares your days since I've left your side?" came a man clad in black and purple. He did a small bow and looked over to Akahito and winked. The boy hid behind his father, peering back.

Naraku managed to do a halfhearted smile. "Well if it isn't Miroku," he laughed. "Come now, why act as if you like me boy? I sense your hatred coming off in waves for how I disciplined your grandfather and father," he looked to Miroku's hand, where beads were tightly wrapped around it. "And you,"

"And the generation of sons after me," Miroku said as if it were nothing. He smiled. "Yes I do admit I would love to rip out your heart and make you eat it."

"Better. Honest slaves will live longer." He said but for some odd reason threw a look to his son. "What brings you here Miroku?" Naraku asked turning away form the boy and back to the monk.

"Well I'm here to pay my respects to the four lords," he said. "And it was along the way during my travels," he looked at Akahito and frowned. "Do you not remember me young lad?"

"I remember you plenty monk. You are the one who taught Kagome…I used to come along to the lessons," he explained the last bit to his father.

"Then why hide behind him?" Miroku asked as he leaned down. "And just where is Lady Kagome, how does my student fair?"

"My, young monk. So many questions," Naraku said, directing the man's gaze back up to him.

"In age I'm younger, not in skill." Miroku replied venomously. "Do not treat me as a if I were a child."

Naraku let go of his son's hand and pushed the boy back slightly. "Men fight what they are afraid of, children run. You've been running from me, Miroku. Why do you not fight the only thing that can kill the piece of living hell attached to your hand?" he smiled dangerously. "Is it because your grandfather and father failed to kill me and lost their lives to me?" he taunted. He made a fist in each hand and miasma began spewing from his wrists. "Or is it that you wish to fight but you have no son to continue in your place if you fail?"

The beads on Miroku's hand flexed slightly.

Naraku held out his hands to the monk and the miasma traveled across to him, dancing and wrapping itself around his neck and stinging his eyes. Naraku laughed.

"For as long as I live you shall feel the pain of your grandfather's curse upon your hand and the burden of his and his sons failure upon your shoulders, and until you fight and die like the rest of your bloodline then you will always merely be a child in my eyes."

Miroku fled, running out from the cloud of miasma that had thickly formed around his head. It had covered everything in front of him and as he looked into it he saw the most disturbing images. He raced outside, pushing past anyone who was in his way as his head throbbed along with his hand.

Until finally he reached the river and fell over, retching into the water.

The images of his dead father and grandfather burning in his mind.

Kagome nearly cried out when Inuyasha once more slammed her against the wall.

"Wha-" she tried to speak but his hand pressed hard over her mouth. He cast his glance behind him and Kagome followed his eyes and noticed that a large piece of what appeared to be marble had fallen down onto the grass.

Inuyasha took his hand off her mouth and put a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet as he slowly backed up, out from under the balcony and looked upwards. He froze, if only for a second, and clenched his teeth, a small and pathetic growl coming from his throat.

The first thing Sesshomaru noticed, which didn't surprise him by much, was that Inuyasha's hair was starting to turn black. The ends were terribly dull silver and it was as if the color was slowly moving up to his scalp and shrinking his ears. He briefly looked up in the sky to search for a moon and when he didn't see one on such a cloudless night, he smirked.

"What is it?" Kagome whispered to Inuyasha as he looked up from the base of the balcony.

"I would think it would be beneath you to eavesdrop, Sesshomaru." His brother called bravely. "And since I assume you heard everything then you already know the good news."

Kagome's heart skipped a beat for in a flash, Sesshomaru was now down and in front of Inuyasha. Without even giving it a second thought, Kagome turned to her right and took off.

Suddenly there was a blast of extremely hot air that pushed her forward and caused her to fall. Her head swirled around to see a long yellow strip of energy pull back into Sesshomaru's hand as the ground right behind Kagome cleared of dust and dirt to reveal a small hole. He had struck out at her.

"Move another inch and I swear I'll never let you forget the feel of pain," his voice rang clear. All three of them knew it was directed to her, even though he looked at his brother.

Inuyasha growled protectively and stepped backwards to shield her.

"Do not blame her responsible for your actions," he grounded out. "She is not to be harmed any more than she already has."

"What business of this is yours?" Sesshomaru glared sharply at his sibling. "You dare interfere with matters that belong to me? And on the night you are human, is this wise Inuyasha?"

Inuyasha jumped and grabbed a lock of his hair, pulling it forward so that he could see that it was grey. As if just realizing, his ears, now on the side of his head popped, and his hearing dulled along with the sense in his nose. His claws still remained though they were looking dull.

"Shit," he muttered to himself. How could he have forgotten? How had it been so easy for something this important to just slip right by him?

Sesshomaru looked to Kagome, who hadn't yet picked herself up. "Now if you would be so kind as to leave us alo-"

"Inuyasha don't go-"

" Hold your tongue, Kagome," He snapped at her. She quieted immediately.

"Don't talk to her that way!" Inuyasha shouted and shoved his brother, sending him back by only a few inches. He could have done much more with his full power.

Sesshomaru growled, striking at Inuyasha in such a force that he flew off to the side and crashed into the wall a few meters away from Kagome, breaking it and slumping to the floor with a pile of rubble.

Kagome cried out helplessly, ignoring Sesshomaru's order and getting up running over to Inuyasha. She fanned her hands in front of her face until enough smoke cleared so that she could see.

He was coughing which meant he was still conscious. When it was clear enough to see, Kagome began pulling back some of the debris, for only his head and the top of his chest were visible. Some of his hair fell over one eye while the other one glinted dangerously as he openly grit his teeth.

"Inuyasha," Kagome murmured to him, no longer crying or scared for herself but for the welfare of her friend. "Are you ok, are you badly hurt ?" she asked as she held up his head a bit.

"Come away from him," Sesshomaru said quietly.

"Inuyasha I'm so sorry I should have-"

"Hush Kagome," Inuyasha said with a grunt. "I'm fine." He said, and gasped loudly as rocks around him began to shift and fall off. He sat up more, until he was able to sit straight and he gripped his chest, for the red color of his clothes was darker there, and Kagome could tell that's where the major wound was. The direct hit from Sesshomaru.

"Woman, I said to come away." Sesshomaru repeated. "We have bigger things to discuss than him."

"Don't move okay?" Kagome continued to ignore Sesshomaru. "Oh look, your bleeding here too." She took a corner of her kimono and pressed it to his lip.

"I said I'm fine Kagome." Inuyasha said and gave her a firm look, trying not to show the painful grimace in his face. He had been too close the wall when he has knocked back and it was thick for he still hadn't made a hole through the other side. The rocks were sharp and poked at his skin and he could tell as he moved that his back had been cut open and bruised very badly.

He slowly and carefully stood up, pushing Kagome's hands off of him and stumbled forward, staggering and falling on his hands and knees onto more of the rocks. The pain was absolutely overwhelming! And from one blow!

It was the damn new moon…He was human tonight. And as his demon powers faded, the pain in his body grew. His hair lost its final shine and turned into a coal black as his sharp claws retreated into his skin turning into dull nails. His breathing became labored and he growled with displeasure…

And then he fainted.

Kagome stared in complete shock. Within seconds she was by Inuyasha's side again, placing her hand against his back gently, as she gasped with relief. He was breathing.

Happily, her tears fell upon his face…but by the blood that was slowly seeping out through his clothes Kagome knew he was in trouble.

"We have to help him," she said loud enough so that Sesshomaru could hear. He was mildly surprised. Moments ago she was quivering with fear just by the sight of him. Now she acted as if she never once flinched when looking at him.

"I said we have to help him," she said more firmly as she tried to lift him off his stomach.

"I heard you the first time," he said calmly.

"Then get off your ass and do something!" she shouted. "God I am so sick of you making problems in people's lives!" the anger in her was rising. Where had all that fear gone? It seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Inuyasha groaned loudly as Kagome accidentally touched a wound. She retreated a little, then seeing that his blood had gotten to her hands, she went right back to trying to get him up. "We uh…" she began to mummer. "The river, we should get some water from the river and eh..." her mind raced frantically. " We'll need some bandages and em…" she looked to Sesshomaru, eyes pleading for him to do something.

He sighed and growled, annoyed about what he was about to do and walked over, grabbing up Inuyasha by the back of his neck and grabbing Kagome by her upper arm.

"Hold on," he growled at her. She hesitated before slowly grabbing onto his sleeve. And in Kagome's eyes, everything became a blur as Sesshomaru took off.

Miroku dipped his hand into the river and drank slowly as he calmed his nerves. He washed his face and finally stood, dusting off his clothes. Though that wouldn't do any good for in a flash he was rolling off to the side again as a strong and fast demon ran right past him. A few feet away it stopped and turned back to look at him.

"You there," he said. "You are a monk are you not?" he asked.

Miroku recognized him immediately as the Lord Sesshomaru of Western Lands. "Eh, why yes I am." He said. He squinted to see that he was holding something…two human something's to be exact.

"I require your assistance," Sesshomaru said and came back to him, dumping the limp body of Inuyasha at his feet. Miroku looked down at the man then back at Sesshomaru and his eyes widened.

"Lady Kagome?" he called. The woman who clutched Sesshomaru tightly opened one eye to look at him and then the other. She gasped.

"Master Miroku?" she responded. "Oh thank god, can you help my friend here?" she asked and nearly glared at Sesshomaru for the way he had dropped his own brother. "I think he's really hurt,"

Miroku nodded and immediately went to Inuyasha, pressing two fingers against his neck. He opened the front of Inuyasha's hoari and deeply frowned at the black bruise that slowly seeped blood in a thick ooze.

"Help me get him inside," he said quickly. "I can tell he's lost a lot of blood."

Kagome paced outside the door while Sesshomaru leaned against a wall. He watched her closely as she walked, eyes never even blinking. Ever since Miroku, and some servants they acquired to help him, had kicked the girl out she had been a pacing wreck.

She stopped and looked at him. "This is all your fault you know," she said her hands flying about."Look at what you did to him" Kagome her voice quiet but her mind in utter and complete rage. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!" she shouted now.

He merely stared, face placid.

Kagome walked up to Sesshomaru and gave him a hard thump on the chest. He grabbed her hand to keep her from doing it again. "Help him!" she shouted.

"I've already done something I shouldn't have even bothered with," he said and gripped her wrist tighter. "It's been a while, Kagome. Perhaps you've forgotten how this works…you bow to me, treat me with respect," he squeezed harder. "And you do not give me orders."

Kagome struggled to pull away. She was more angry than scared. More upset than she had possibly ever been. The only man she ever knew, the only one who never treated her like she was dirt, was lying in a room, unconscious and practically bleeding to death!

"I hate you," she hissed.

"What?"

"I hate you!" she repeated. Her eyes felt heavy with tears, not for her but for Inuyasha. "You have ruined everything in my life," Kagome continued. "I can't take it anymore. You've been bad luck for me since the very day my father died fighting for your stupid war!"

He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off.

"SHUT UP, Sesshomaru. I am not done yet. You beat me and I ran, you raped me and I ran, you rejected and abused me and I ran, but I will NOT run from you any longer." She said fiercely. "You can hurt me all you want but what hurts the most is when you touch the ones I love," she said and slapped him with her free hand, surprisingly hard. Sesshomaru's cheek stung.

He released her wrist and she pulled it to her chest, rubbing it softly. Though he quickly grabbed her chin, jerking it up so their eyes could meet.

He saw hatred and immense pain. He knew he was the cause but it shocked him to actually and finally see it in her eyes.

"Go on," she heatedly whispered. "Do something. It's been a while, Sesshomaru; you've got a lot of catching up to do. Go ahead…hit me. Force me in your arms again! Do something!" she said, her voice rising.

He remained silent.

"You don't know how much I absolutely loathe you," Kagome continued. "I can't take it anymore. A year of you then nearly three months of pain from the damage you caused."

"Not surprising," Sesshomaru said as he studied her eyes. "The things I have done are-"

"You want to be surprised?" Kagome said, cutting him off. Her eyes were watery but she knew now that she wouldn't cry and for that she was proud of herself. "I'm with child." She said. The grip on her chin slightly loosened.

She smiled, eyes watching for his reaction. "I'm going to have your baby,"

She forgot he had already known but this was it! The grand reaction she was waiting for. She wanted to know what he would do, now that the news had hit him. Would he walk away again? Get angry? Perhaps even happy? Just what would he do or say to answer the fact that he was going to be a father?

Something she least expected.

He roughly turned and pinned her against the wall, hands tearing cloth as they broke their kiss for a quick breath, which wasn't a very successful action due to the fact that when one broke the kiss, the other started another one.

Sesshomaru began to kiss down her neck, already exposing nearly half her body.

"What are you-" Kagome breathed out, completely caught by surprise. It was cut short by a gentle moan "doing,"

Sesshomaru ignored that; hands feeling in places that made her grip on his back increase immensely.

"Sesshomaru," she tried again, she placed her hands on his cheeks and bringing his head away from her neck so that they could look at each other. Though the minute she opened her mouth to speak, he kissed her instead and made her lose all thoughts she had formed. He pushed up against her, his erection pressing hard on her lower thigh.

She broke the kiss.

"Stop," she whispered.

"Why?" he whispered back, his hand sliding down to cup her left breast.

"Because it-" again Kagome was cut short or words as she bit her lower lip to remain in control and as silent as possible. Damn this power he had over her! "I said stop!" she tried again more firmly.

This brought a smile to Sesshomaru as he took the breast into his mouth, flicking his tongue over her nipple until it hardened.

Kagome closed her eyes. "I-" she made a mistake by trying to talk. She moaned again, running her fingers through Sesshomaru's hair. "Stop," she said once more, weakly this time. She was still so angry with him! Hell she was pissed. So what the fuck did he think he was accomplishing by doing this?

"Get OFF OF ME!" she yelled.

He stopped suddenly and turned his head to the right, standing straight and standing over her. He blocked her from sight and growled lowly.

"What-"

"Hush," he snapped.

The door slid open and once of the servants ran out and down the hall, not even noticing them. Kagome looked through the door and saw Inuyasha. There were bindings all over his chest, blood seeping through like fire burning leaves. Kagome pushed away from Sesshomaru and fixed her clothes as she tried to run into the room. Though Sesshomaru pulled her back by her hair.

"No," he said roughly.

"Ooow," Kagome groaned out. "Let me go I have to-" she was pulled back further until Sesshomaru had her against the wall again.

"You do nothing." He said and planted a kiss on her neck.

"We can't do this," Kagome said and tried to move. "I can't bed a man I won't be with," she said looking into his eyes. There was still hate and pain but another feeling accompanied them. Sesshomaru caressed her cheek but she pulled her face away from him. This caused a flare of anger.

"Why do you still fight me?"

Kagome snorted, unladylike. "That's suuuch a good question." She replied sarcastically. "Really now, must I spell it out for you?" she could now that she had learned how to spell… "And right now Inuyasha needs me-"

"He can wait,"

"Sesshomaru he could be dying!" she cried. "Dying from something you did to him!"

"Oh?" he said. "Was it really my fault for him getting in my way with you. And lets return to that subject," he growled. " Now why, Kagome, why would you not want me to know about your little secret?"

"Oh you know why!" she growled back. "You would have killed me the moment the words had left my lips,"

"Well that's surprising," he said, moving down so his face was inches away from hers. " Because you still live, do you not?"

Kagome couldn't make a comeback. She balled her hands into fists and fumed at where she stood before turning and marching off. Though she didn't get very far as she turned and marched back. She was pacing again.

"You-" she stopped to look at his gaze, her finger shaking at him. "Ugh!" she let out and began pacing again. Then she stopped once more. "I-" she tried, though that sentence died in her mouth too as she dropped her gaze to the floor and paced again, hands held behind her back.

The servant that ran out came back with more bandages and shut the door once more, leaving the two alone in the long hall.

"Kagome," Sesshomaru said. To him he said it gently, but to her it sounded as if he had hissed at her. "Look at me, Kagome."

"Ugh!" she cried and stopped her pacing to glare. "Just what do you want!?"

"To end this mess," he said. After a few moments he added on "and to… apologize," Sesshomaru said slowly.

Kagome raised her eyebrow. "Go on,"

"That child in you belongs to me just as much as you do, you wanted to know what I would do and know you know. You return with me as a wife."

Kagome frowned. "But that doesn't make it ok between us. It doesn't even begin to undo the damage you've caused."

Sesshomaru growled. "Why am I always the cause of your pain? Do you not think that maybe, for once, you had something to do with your own ending, woman? Did you ever once consider that if you had listened to me from the very beginning we would never be where we are now?"

"But I didn't and I'm paying for it now by letting myself be pulled into you, Sesshomaru. We can't belong together. You said so yourself."

"I said a lot of things," Sesshomaru said. "I also said I loved you-"

"No," Kagome said angrily. "You didn't. Something like that I would never forget because you're too cold to love anyone but you and your power." She snapped. "I learned that already-"

Sesshomaru could have just slapped her just then. She was so irritatingly stubborn at times. "Well then I am saying it now!" he said and grabbed her roughly. "I…" his voice died. "I…" he tried again. "You are mine. End of story," he snapped.

Kagome looked at him and shook her head. "That's not enough for me," she said. "I don't want to be owned."

Sesshomaru pressed against her even more. This was not good. This was not good at all. "Well I've certainly made my intentions clear-"

"How? By a kiss, a touch, and a promise?" Kagome asked. Her brow creased as she looked at him as if he'd transformed into a new person, someone worthy of nothing but pity. "You don't know what love is, do you?" he opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off again.

"Shut up again," she said softly this time. "You can define it, I know that but you've never felt it. Loving me does not mean that I belong to you." She said softly. "Love is the feeling you get when you see the person you care about the most and want them to be happy no matter what. Love is when you feel the most unbearable pain in the world because the person you care about treats you with such disrespect that it breaks your heart into pieces every time you hear an insult of you leave their mouth,"

Sesshomaru didn't comment.

He allowed her to push away this time. "Is that what you thought you were doing?" Kagome asked. "You thought you loved me?" she shook her head side-to-side and laughed, her face still looking angry. "Your such a fool," She said.

She sighed and bowed her head as those damn tears began coming. "Sesshomaru I'm done," she said to him. "I sincerely mean it when I say that I never want to see you again." She looked up at him and her eyes cleared. She frowned. "I'm finished with you."

Sesshomaru balled his hands into fists as he stared in the direction of which Kagome had walked away.

He had no intention of following or leaving his spot. He'd done it again. He went and caused a barrier of tense hate between them. He was so fed up with her yet at the same time fed up with himself for the way things turned out in the end.

The door slid open and four servants including the monk had filed out and slid the door behind them, all casting a look at Sesshomaru as they walked away. He knew they heard the conversation between the two.

When he was left standing alone again he began to make his way back to the main hall where the banquet was still going on. There was something that bothered him about this situation. Kagome was three months pregnant, and in all that time not a word of this news had been sent to Sesshomaru. Naraku knew better than this…He knew that only Sesshomaru had the power to decide what would happen to a concubine or servant who became with child.

As he walked he stopped a servant and asked where everyone was and was informed that everyone had went into the dining hall for the feast. With a nod of his head he walked on.

When he reached the massive hall, everyone inside now sat at one of the many small and round tables in the room. Some of the people quieted when they saw him, others whispering to each other. Sesshomaru ignored them and began to walk, looking for the table where Naraku was sitting.

"Oh me oh my," He heard Yura from a square table at the far end. "Look who decided to show up," she hissed. "I have a bone to pick with you about your brother Lord Sesshomaru,"

He ignored her and directed his gaze to where Naraku sat, his hand on a raised knee. He had an all-knowing smile on his face and his eyes burned with amusement.

"How slow did you kill her?" he asked calmly.

Sesshomaru paused. "What are you talking about?"

"There are bloodstains all over you,"

Sesshomaru looked at his clothes to see two bloody handprints. When Kagome had touched Inuyasha, she had smeared it on him…and on his sleeve from where he had held the half demon, more blood stains.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Sesshomaru asked.

"Why do you care?" Naraku replied. "I knew the day I sent her to you with my letter of discharge. Yet you sent her back. She became my possession then,"

Sesshomaru flipped the table in front of them, over his head and behind him so that nothing stood in the way between the two.

"Temper temper," Naraku said as he began to glow. A look of realization came upon his face. "She isn't dead is she?" he asked.

"I'm taking her back," Sesshomaru growled and stepped closer. Everyone around them seemed to have disappeared as the two locked eyes. Sesshomaru drew his sword.

"You are not being wise," Naraku warned.

"Neither were you for thinking you could get away with such treason. If you knew, you should have told. What were you planning to do with the child Naraku? What purpose could it has possibly served you?"

Naraku laughed. " That child would have helped me turn back time," he said.

Sesshomaru stared at him before catching his meaning and growling fiercely. He crouched slightly, lunged, and attacked.

Kagome sighed as she dipped her feet in the cold river. Why did all the bad things happen to her? She'd stopped grieving on the bad things in her past a few months ago but still…her life was very messed up.

She tried so many times to move on but things always got in the way. Like her pregnancy. In one way it sent her into a full fit of happiness but that quickly faded when she realized that she was about to bring a new life into the world without a proper home to provide for it or a father…her stressing had caused her to skip on meals or lose appetite, often causing stomach pains from the baby. In the end Naraku had ordered someone to watch her eat, using an excuse that he'd lose a servant to childbirth due to her lack of energy if she kept her act up. Then, when she was feeling better physically, but lacking heath emotionally she'd been giving a task to take up her time…that task was Akahito. That little boy had changed her life…but not all in a good way.

Master Miroku was a monk under the service of Naraku. He had been placed to educate both Kagome and Akahito, but when he noticed that Akahito was far more intelligent he mainly focused on Kagome. After a while they had became close friends, in which they would always keep each other company, even when Miroku's hands wandered on her body from time to time and she had to slap him back into his place.

And it was through him that she discovered that she looked exactly like Naraku's first wife. A woman named Kikyo. Miroku said the resemblance was almost uncanny. Naraku's father had arranged the marriage but he was fairly pleased with the choice. She was a woman of miko capabilities, whose cold yet strong personality made Naraku come to respect her. She died three years after their marriage due to complications that lingered after Akahito's birth. The boy, who barely remembered what Kikyo was like, soon began to see his mother in Kagome, which is why he referred her as mommy.

It also explained why Naraku was so hard on her yet sometimes letting her get away with things she did. She may be a disrespectful, timid, and loud servant but in his eyes she was his late wife by appearance and an unworthy peasant by personality. It was as if she was disgracing Kikyo's name…Kagome guessed that it was also why Naraku chose her to raise his son…

A large rustling sound came from behind her and before she realized it, someone was standing over her.

"Inuyasha is sleeping," said a calm voice. "We got most of the bleeding to stop and he should be fine come a few days."

"Thanks Miroku," Kagome said not looking at him. "He'll be half demon when the sun comes up so that should speed up his recovery right?"

"Hmmm, a hanyou is he? Was that Inuyasha, the brother of Sesshomaru?"

"Yes,"

"Then he should be fine," Miroku assured. He sighed. "Kagome…I overheard your conversation outside the room. All those monthes I spent teaching you... Why didn't you tell me it was Sesshomaru-Sama who had started the child within you?"

Kagome turned and glanced at Miroku, holding his staff against his shoulder and looking at the night sky.

"You never asked," Kagome whispered. She shrugged her shoulders and looked back at the river, aimlessly staring. "But it doesn't matter."

Miroku sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulder, for the first time doing it with pure intentions of comforting her. "And why does it not matter?" he asked.

"Because I'm giving up on him," she sighed. "We had a…long talk and he just doesn't seem to understand the situation between us."

"Ah," Miroku said gently. "I'm sorry-"

"Don't be," Kagome cut him off. She leaned against him and closed her eyes. "Like I said I'm finished with him…and with Naraku too. I've decided that I want to leave…travel somewhere different."

"Kagome where do you think you can go?" Miroku asked, "You have no means of supporting yourself let alone a child. You need someone to look after you and help you-"

"I can do it on my own-"

"What will happen when it's time for the baby to come? You may not feel like it now but pretty soon that bulge in your stomach will grow and you'll tire easily" Miroku interrupted her, his voice serious. "Who will protect you then? Who will provide for you when you're most vulnerable? Be serious Kagome without someone with you, you won't last long."

"But I won't last long here either!" Kagome shouted, fitful tears showing in her eyes. "I don't care what happens; I'll make it I know I will. I just need to get out of here." She said to him. They stared at one another deadly serious until Kagome lunged onto him, crying on his clothes. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.

They stayed like that for several minutes until Kagome got herself under control enough to stop crying, but still not moving from her position.

"Miroku I am sick and tired…sick and tired of crying, and-and all the pain and the abuse." She said quietly. "I just need to…escape from all this-this disaster."

"Then I'll come with you," Miroku said finally.

Kagome shifted in his arms until she was comfortable. "I can't ask you to do that," she muttered. "You see what happened to Inuyasha for trying to help me out don't you? My problems aren't yours. "

"Of course they are Kagome. You're my friend…and my student." He replied. "And a teacher never leaves his students needing help."

She shifted in his arms. "How will I re-pay you?" she whispered. "I can't depend on you without you wanting something in return."

Miroku sighed. "Just accept the help I offer you," he whispered. "Everything will be ok if you just let people take care of you."

He patted the top of her head gently and pushed away, standing up and pulling her to her feet.

"Now come. We have arrangements to take care of if we are to leave immediately"

Koga was smiling as the people around him began to get up and run for their lives as two of the strongest demons began to battle.

"Now this is kind of stuff I was talking about," he said as one of them was thrown into a wall. It collapsed and made a hole to outside and as soon as the demon, Sesshomaru it appeared, got up and back to Naraku, people began to use that as an exit as well.

"Koga," Yura said sweetly as she got up and looked around. "I think it's time we leave," she suggested. "This could get serious and I am not going to get dirty," she said running her fingers through her hair and licking her comb.

Koga shrugged and got up also, quickly before the two landed on him in their serious fighting. "This place is going to come down," he realized when Naraku missed Sesshomaru and struck the ceiling, causing it to crack. "Better warn the others," he said calmly and began to walk to the hall.

"Fool!" Yura yelled. "Leave them be and flee for your life! If you die say goodbye to your lands!"

"Ruling isn't as all that as it's cracked up to be," Koga replied. " All you do is throw a boring get together. I'll take my chances thanks."

"Fine. Die for all I care, I never liked you anyway," she said and fled with the remaining guests, leaving the two demons with their fight.

Koga sighed and began to run into the rest of his home, stopping quickly to tell all servants to evacuate. Most of them were from the wolf clan, making then more important than any guest that had been there that night. He howled as he ran, signaling to all who were of his kin that something bad was happening.

"Lord Koga!" a young servant called to him as he ran past. He stopped an ran back to her.

"Get out of here, there's trouble in the dining room-"

"I know but there's a man in one of the rooms who cannot walk without assistance," she told him quickly. "A monk, a girl, and a Lord brought him to us for help. He's too weak."

Koga sighed impatiently and howled once more to make sure that his warning had been issued. He then looked to the servant.

"Take me to him."

OK! Well isn't this just…wow. It feels like this story is never going to end… Well luckily Part 2 is just a click away!