Did you guys enjoy the prologue? I am hoping this will be the first serious story I will complete. Inuyasha is my favorite anime so I need to do it justice T_T So far, I am expecting at least 10 chapters more, because I absolutely adore Kagura and Sesshomaru! I STRONGLY believe that they were canon, and I always wanted to see more of what their relationship would have been... *sigh* So here is my attempt at picking up from the end of the series hehe. Also thank you for the review Kagura's 1 fan! I would love to hear more of my readers' thoughts! Thanks for reading!

Chapter 1

A time of peace had blanketed the feudal era in Japan. Even though demons and monsters still interacted with the mortals, feudal Japan had become much safer. The new light of these times could not have been compared to the darkness that was present before Naraku's epic defeat. It was a time of paradise, in comparison to the previous struggles from the dangers of the sacred jewel getting into the wrong demons' hands. After the battle was over, the crew had settled into Kaede's village.

In this new era, opportunity for prosperity was welcoming for Inuyasha and Kagome, fruitful Sango and Miroku with their many children, Kirara, Shippo, Kohaku, and Rin. They all lived in a beautiful valley together, with a luscious mountain nearby for morning hikes, as well as a river close by for water.

They lived just about next door to each other. Inuyasha and Kagome came to share a house together, and for the past year as newly-weds, they encountered their usual quarrels. Through this same process, the couple had also deepened their love for one another.

Inuyasha and Kagome had thoughts of having children, but the half demon and the girl from modern times had discussed that they were not quite ready yet, since they realized that they were still a bit immature. The couple decided to have more fun while they were young before they had any children. They did babysit Sango's children occasionally. The whole crew often hung out together like old times, often in Sango and Miroku's bigger house.

The rest of the village was quite lucky to have these venerable warriors in their neighborhood. In addition, the sun shined everyday, and the river had fresh water with the liveliest fish. The crops were thriving with gardens with pumpkin, cabbage, turnips, beets, carrots, and soybeans that were continuously growing.

Some of the crops were slightly small though, due to a short period of drought. Kaede had remarked that she found this very odd, considering how this was rare in her village. She mentioned that something about the weather seemed off, but everybody shook it off considering it was just small weather talk.

Sesshomaru had his own way to go, which was continuing his independent travels. He was still not satisfied enough to settle down. Although he was now rightfully the most powerful demon in the region, he felt incomplete, his hatred for communal life and contact with society still showed through his lifestyle.

Even though his mother, Inukimi, had recently lectured him about coming home to properly play the role as the Lord of the Western Provinces of Japan, he disregarded her wishes. He wanted to build his own empire, he believed he was capable of himself.

The powerful dog demon always tended to be a loner, and though he had attained some unusual company during his most recent journey, he was back to his independent, wandering lifestyle when it was all over.

Nonetheless, his immense change in heart from the battle had remained. Due to the human child, Rin, and the wind sorceress, Kagura, the dog demon had grown more in tune to his emotions and feelings for compassion.

After the battle, he had also made (unenthusiastic) amends with his half-brother, Inuyasha. Definitely not a complete bromance yet, but they were now able to at least consider each other as comrades after the battle.

The elder brother still threatened to kill Inuyasha, but it was still a comfortable relationship. Sesshomaru checked up on the village from time to time, to see how his human child was faring, of course with Jaken following behind him like usual.

Nothing had changed between Sesshomaru and Jaken, for they were still a playfully abusive master and worshipful pet, the same odd, disfunctional duo as usual. Rin had changed, however. She had grown a few inches taller, along her hair that had gotten a few inches longer, and her voice a few pitches lower. Nonetheless, her sparkly eyes and bubbly personality had remained.

Rin and Kohaku were spending time doing chores together, since the two teenagers were the young targets for Kaede to normally assign water-collecting, cleaning, and other chores.

Naturally, Rin had gotten increasingly close to Kohaku, who had come to bump into her a lot more in the village. A hidden smile here and there, a desirous stare here and there… yet the two sweet teenagers were still clueless on love.

Sesshomaru's life consisted mainly of royalty, killing, and traveling. In regards to the dog demon's own life away from those things, he was an empty soul. There was one woman who was on his mind from time to time. He thought of her at night. He thought of her during the day.

Wistful of the past, but also longing to remain apathetic forever, he was a man of contradictions. However, all of this changed when this person of interest had made her return into his world.

In fact, now, he had her in his arms, over one of his shoulders. Nothing romantic, however. To clarify, it was like an injured ladybug riding on a rabbit, with the ladybug unconscious of its whereabouts and the rabbit not minding its presence. Indifference. A rabbit and a ladybug. They were two very different species without a single connection, except that they were both from earth, and they were both living in it.

Kagura and Sesshomaru were from different worlds. They were two very different personalities, from different backgrounds, as different demon beings. Therefore, this was just like that. In reality, it was difficult to find a connection between these two. It was merely Sesshomaru's curiosity and ounce of compassion that he grew to feel over the past couple years, that got him to where he was now, with a wind sorceress over his shoulder.

Still, Sesshomaru was deep in thought as he carried Kagura to the nearby village. This was something that just felt right. It didn't sit right with him to leave her all alone at the meadow, unconscious and out in the open.

There were demons all around that are fully capable of evil, taking advantage of an unconscious demoness. Plus, Kagura was no longer an enemy. She never really was, in fact.

It was true that Sesshomaru believed her every word without much doubt, although Jaken always warned him about her being Naraku's spawn. Sesshomaru even used to wonder why he always let himself trust her so easily.

He did care for the wind sorceress. Back then, when she asked him for his help, he had rejected her. However, it was true that the moment she rebelled against Naraku, Sesshomaru had started to see her differently.

When Kagura flattered him so marvelously after he had saved her from the river, Sesshomaru enjoyed it. Being called the strongest and most capable demon was exactly what he had wanted to hear, not only at that moment, but in his whole life. That was precisely his life's ambition, and the wind sorceress had pinpointed it perfectly.

Those words weren't just what he wanted to hear, it was what he needed to hear. This was why he always kept Jaken along, for Jaken always praised his great demonic power, which, Sesshomaru would never admit, he needed every now and then.

It's a fact that everybody needs some form of encouragement in order to go on in this cold world. Somebody on your side. Kagura's words were like an encouragement for him to push towards his life goal, to continuously live up to the impressive title she had given him. He could not disappoint her after all of that.

He rooted for her on the inside, and even covered for her at times when he didn't have to. Sesshomaru had wanted to see her break free from Naraku's grasp. Of course it did not concern him, but he couldn't help but wish for Kagura's freedom. He pushed harder to kill the evil half-demon, once he realized that she was hopeless by herself. He felt immense pain for her, though nobody would ever know. Ultimately, he had changed for her.

..::Sesshomaru::..

Once, I was nearing my second century as a young child, and was very impressionable. I had idolized my father, who later betrayed our family by mating with a human woman.

But that is uninteresting to me now, and quite frankly, annoying to constantly think about. I now have come to realize that Inuyasha was not the one at fault. And now that I have surpassed my father, I have let go of much of my former anger.

Being above someone really allows you to get over them, in which you will no longer care about them and their trivial matters. The weird obsessive anger towards them disappears, after you're able to prove to yourself that you are much better than them.

I am now the strongest, most powerful demon in the western lands, and nothing can stop me. Through this, I may have finally found some peace, regarding my issues with the family history.

There was a small bird I used to enjoy seeing as a pup. It was a Japanese white-eye, and had a light green gradient on its small feathers. I often ran outside of the castle, to play in the forest by myself, in a forest few minutes away from our own territory.

There, in the woods I would be able to meet the same small bird, that sang songs and fluttered its wings in such a hypnotic fashion. I would go back there whenever I was feeling down, frustrated with my sword practice, annoyed by my parents, or just anything. I'd really liked that bird. Its refreshingly happy singing seemed to tell me that everything was alright, that I was doing just fine the way I was. It encouraged me to go on.

Then one day, the bird was gone. I never saw it again. But that may have been the first time that I had felt truly alone in this world. I had always said that I like being alone, and that being with others is a bother.

I always liked being by myself, but I have come to realize that sometimes, that is not the case. I crave somebody to take my side. I think I may even secretly like recieving attention. My demeanor and personality pushes people away, but luckily throughout the times I have still surprisingly found some people who admired me and chose to follow me.

It's strange how things work out. Starting from my father who devised such a meticulous plan for Tenseiga and Tetsusaiga, to me caring about a human child, to me fighting alongside that half-demon Inuyasha, and now this: getting myself involved with the wind sorceress who just doesn't seem to leave my head.

That woman. She is like a disease. She does not leave my mind. I had thought that she would eventually leave my mind once I defeated Naraku and avenged her death. But her scent, her smile, the way she moved... They all remained. And I don't understand. The image of her blowing in the wind appears when I am walking through the woods. When I slash a thousand demons in a single stroke of my Bakusaiga, I think of what Kagura's reaction would be, if she were watching me. And it's bullshit. It's useless pondering. A waste of my time.

But I have now accepted that I will keep thinking about her. I realize I can't control it. So I might as well let it take it's course. Let it go as much as I had it in me. Keep thinking about her until the thoughts of her run out. Imagining her here, what she could be doing if she was alive, ridiculous thoughts like that. But my desire to think of her really never ran out. Sometimes when I am alone, I even have an urge to say her name aloud.

Kagura. I could never forget. The way she looked at me as she left. She was smiling. I had many regrets back then. Maybe I could have prevented her death if I acted quicker. Maybe she would not have died if I had swallowed my ego from the beginning. But this Sesshomaru does not feel sorry for himself.

I still ponder the mystery behind Kagura's smile when I told her I came to her, knowing it was her. Did seeing me come for her, and not Naraku, make her happy? I can't help but remember that ridiculous thing Rin said, about Kagura taking a liking towards me. I doubt it was anything more, since Kagura was a selfish woman. She probably said whatever she had to in order to get what she wanted. Her freedom.

Still, her smile gave me an odd tugging at the chest, i don't know what it was exactly, but it made me feel regretful and angry at myself, at Naraku, at Tenseiga, at the world. How she had fought for her freedom under those circumstances... It was very admirable to see. Her fire. Never wanting to give up. And I remember when she first asked me for help. Her immense rage, I had never seen anything like it. I was shocked at how rebellious she was.

In fact, this woman tended to shock me quite often. She was unpredictable, and her words always caught me off guard. It was difficult as hell to maintain my composure back then. She would scream and outright question my manhood and call me a coward, then later at another time, call me the most powerful demon without a match for my caliber, in that seductive voice of hers.

She was skilled with stabbing you and healing you with her words. Her smart mouth left a stronger impression on me than I had cared to admit.

Even when I encountered her without speaking, she still tended to shock me. Strange indeed, I noticed her change in kimono colors. Some days, some strands of her hair were loose.

It was not like I cared, I simply noticed these things. I am aware it was a ridiculous waste of my time. This was very unlike me, for I never payed attention to a mere female, especially if they weren't my enemy. But then again, she was my enemy at the time, as somebody on Naraku's side. However, I had never considered her my enemy.

It's strange how things work out. This Sesshomaru was never confused over such an insignificant matter like a weak demoness. A weak demoness is merely just a weak demoness. In fact, Kagura is trifling. Then why am I still thinking about this? What about her is still so addictive? I feel the wind everyday, which only worsens things because I'm reminded of Kagura. It feels like everything is a reminder of that woman.

Her body also appears in my mind. I hate it. Kagura shows off her body and it may be either intentional or unintentional. Out in the open for other demons to see, it stirs up a strange feeling within me.

How can she be so careless? She was topless when she fell into the river after that hit from Goryomaru. It was her lucky day, for I had saved her. Rin and Jaken were being reckless and left me no choice. That woman would have been fine by herself, but yet again I had somehow become involved.

That was the first time I had touched Kagura's bare, wet skin. She was soft, and felt surprisingly delicate, considering her personality. Her skin was different from other demonesses I've touched in battle. Kagura was unexplainably different from other women in every aspect.

I recall when I was nearing my 3rd century, my mother would tell me what to look for in a woman. She had told me about what women to avoid, and it was a woman who had perfect skin. She'd say they weren't to be trusted, as she looked in the mirror and patted her skin.

She had lectured me about these things while I had to reluctantly listen. I couldn't care less about petty woman. Now, I realize my mother was merely teasing. In fact, her courting guidelines for me do not even exist. It's not like it matters anyway, since it's going to be an arranged marriage in the end. I have no such time to waste searching on my own, so I've never objected to it.

Sure I've thought about sex, but I've focused on increasing my power instead. I have yet to court a woman, for I have always considered myself above a trivial matter like courtship. I couldn't stand those over-dramatic, spoiled princesses, or over-sensitive girls who clung onto me like bugs.

I catch glimpses of myself in the mirror and see an average dog demon, possibly with slightly-above average looks. Most of the women interested in me told me I was handsome. But I could not care less, for this isn't my doing.

It is my mother and my late father's blood that controls what I look like. It's ridiculously trivial. I think that if I were to court someone, I would like them to admire me for what I am capable of with my own power, and for qualities that I am able to control.

Kagura praised my power.

I hold her limp body over my shoulder. I had covered her with a cloth I had ripped from my own clothes, and yet it surprisingly suits her. She should wear white more often. But only if she regains consciousness again, I realize.

I am headed towards Kaede's village. They are the closest from where we are. Those people never cease to amaze me with their compassion for any living thing that stumbles into their village. They appeared foolish at first, but now I see they have some aspects to admire.

It's strange how things work out. This Sesshomaru, heading towards a human village with Kagura the Wind Sorceress in his arms.

Ridiculous.