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Chapter 11: Confessions
Inuyasha had to wait a day and a half more before Kagome finally rose from her sleep. In that time he got to know his ship. Han was a sturdy, resourcful, sarcastic person. He enjoyed making biting remarks to things people said making Inuyasha struggle not to laugh. After all the rest of the crew couldn't hear him and how odd would it be if their fierce mighty captain started chuckling for no apparent reason?
But the ship was a thousand times better now, the waves seemed to move out of it's way like a hot knife through butter and the crew just assumed that it was Kagome's doing not Han's. Inuyasha didn't bother to correct them.
She had stayed in Inuyasha's bed the entire time. Mostly because he didn't think it right to move her after what she did for him, but also because she looked like she almost belonged there.
He knew she got up to do her business every now and then, but she was always sleeping when he checked on her. Until lights out one night.
"Kagome, your up." Kagome was sitting up in bed smiling at him.
"Sore, but no longer tired." she agreed.
"Sore?"
"It takes alot out of me." She said falling back on the bed.
Inuyasha walked over and fell beside her on the bed. She turned to face him and smiled. "Singing is still work, and it takes the energy out of you just like work."
"Well where exactly are you sore?" He asked his eyes playful and ungaurded for once.
"Where am I not sore?" Kagome asked back.
"Are you sore here?" He asked pointing to her wrist.
Kagome nodded and he grabbed it and kissed it gently. Kagome smiled. "It hurts here, too." She pointed to her cheek. Inuyasha leaned forward and kissed it dutifully.
"Here." She pointed to her forhead. He kissed her there.
"Here." He voice was quiet as she pointed to her lips. Inuyasha kissed them to. Just as softly, just as sweetly as he kissed the other spots. The only thing toughing were their lips until Inuyasha grabbed her hand and held it in his own.
"Better?" He asked pulling away.
Kagome smiled softly, "Maybe a little more."
Inuyasha smiled at her greed but kissed her again. This time her put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. There was nothing intense in the kiss, it was quiet, and cautious. Niether knew what to expect from the other. Kagome had never kissed a man besides her grandfather and Souta and it had been so long since Inuyasha had kissed anyone.
Since Kikyo.
He pulled back and carressed her cheek.
They lay there for a while, Inuyasha's arm making a pillow for her head as his other hand memorized her face.
"I was in love once before." He confessed out of nowhere. He suddenly had an urge to tell her everything.
"Oh?" Kagome asked no suspicion or anger in her gaze. Only curiosity and affection.
"Her name was Kikyo. She was a Singer too." Inuyasha didn't look away from her as he spoke. "Unlike you, though, she didn't know how to use her powers. Her family was rich and powerful and had given up their powers to become so."
"How sad." Kagome said. "A Singer who doesn't Sing is usually miserable. We're made to Sing, it's what we love to do."
"She always had a haunted look in her eyes. As if she was missing something." Inuyasha agreed. He didn't say that that was what had started his attraction for her. He had wanted to cure her of that look. "She never noticed me in the beginning. I loved her silently, but she ignored me mostly. This was before I became a pirate. I am the son of a powerful noble, you know."
Kagome smiled. "I don't believe it. The terrifying pirate captain attending state dinners?"
Inuyasha mock shivered. "Now those are terrifying. But one day I over heard a conversation I shouldn't have."
"Eavesdropping?"
"I couldn't help it. They were yelling and I was right next door and with my powerful ears..." He trailed off.
Kagome laughed. "Okay, go on."
"Anyway, I found out the truth about her family. Funny enough I actually loved her more for it. When she found out that I found out she was angry at first, but she started to get toknow me and I thought she loved me because I knew what she was and didn't care." His eyes grew sad as he remembered. "Another overheard conversation gave me the truth. She was only getting close to me on her fathers orders. To shut me up."
Kagome wanted desperately to comfort him, but knew she couldn't. So she listened without comment.
"After I calmed down a bit I thought maybe it wasn't all fake. Maybe she had grown to love me and her fathers orders were ust the catalyst. But when I asked her about it, she told me the truth. She didn't feel anything at all for me. She wished that I would leave and never come back and spare her the trouble of marrieing me when she didn't want to."
"Oh, Inuyasha." Kagome said softly placing her hand on his cheek.
"So I did as she asked. I left. With no where to go, I started my own home. A place where Singers could be safe. But your people are so reclusive I couldn't find anyone to offer the safe haven to, so I welcomed everyone."
Kagome smiled sadly. "We're not a reclusive people, Inuyasha." She admited. "There are just so few of us left. Singers are on the edge of exstinction. That's why you haven't found any. That family of Han's were the first of my kind I've ever seen besides my family."
Inuyasha looked at her. "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. Your even trying to help. That's more than anyone and it means more than you know."
Inuyasha layed his head on her chest like a child and listen to her hearbeat. His own heart felt lighter, more free now that he had told his story to someone.
Finally, a few hours later, Kagome spoke. "You were wrong."
"About?" Inuyasha asked sitting up and looked down at her.
"The Shikon no Tama. You were wrong. The story you told, was wrong."
"Oh?" Inuyasha asked. He knew he was about to get the information he wanted from her, knew he was about to find out what he wanted and it was much more than he hoped for.
"Your tale was the prettiest version of the story and so far off it's laughable how false it is." Kagome stroked his hair fondly.
Inuyasha sat back and listened to her. "You did get Modoriko's part right. She was a powerful Singer, I don't know if she was the most pwerful, but she was strong. The man in your story, the one you said she loved? They did not. He was evil, true, fould twisted and enjoyed torturing and causing pain to everyone he met. This was back a long time ago. Before history was being recorded except in tales. Modoriko was far from the saintly image people paint her today, she ruled over the nation of Singers for my people were many then."
"The capitol city was vast and large and she mostly ignored the plight of the humans and demons that the man and his army of like minded people inflicted on them. So long as he let the Singers alone, she let him alone."
"Until one day he started capturing and torturing Singers as well." Kagome laughed humorlessly. "It's funny. The only unpredigous one in this story is the man. He killed and tortured undiscrimanintly. Anyway, when he did start in on Singers, Modoriko started to fight back."
"There was a long and bloody war. Many died, many more were crippled and wounded. The Singers could influence the world with their voice, but the demons were strong, and the humans posessed much in the way of knowladge and tactics. The final battle of the war took place in a field now called the Dead Plain. Do you know of it?"
Inuyasha shook his head darkly. "It is a terrable place. You can almost feel the evil and death in the air." Inuyasha had walked there once and felt no desire to do so again.
"That feeling is from all the blood that was shed and soaked into the earth. The battle lasted for many weeks. Many died, not many were left alive. Finally it came down to an all-or-nothing strike against each other. Modoriko led her people against the demons in a terrible night of slaughter."
Kagome's voice mesmerized him and he could practicly smell the blood, hear the tortured screams of the dieing and the smell of the already dead. Maybe it was the magic in her soul that painted the picture of a dark sky and bloodred grass filled with dead worriers, both men and wemon, young and old. He could hear their screams, hear the clash of weapon on armor and weapon.
When the darkness of dawn came and rain started pouring down only two were left alive on the battle field. Modoriko, and the man fighting each other. Both were tired and wounded but they kept fighting."
Kagome looked at him. "Finally when Modoriko knew she wouldn't last much longer she cast a final spell. A tiny, almost unseen drop of blood came from every body that lay dead and formed into a small glowing sphere. With the last of her powers she killed both herself and the man, trapping their souls inside the orb. The blood crystalized and fromed the Shikon no Tama."
"It was found by a small girl child. She came looking for her parents and heard Modoriko's voice calling her from inside the jewel. Modoriko begged the child to hide the jewel because all her power and goodness, and all the mans evil was still trapped inside. The jewel had to be kept from others hands. So the girl carried it in a box but when she grew old she could no longer keep it and had no one she could trust it to. So she hid it. No one knows where. For neither the jewel nor her body was discovered. The only clue she left behind was a riddle to be passed down through her children."
Inuyasha was confused. "Wait, if that's the story why is it called the Jewel of the Sea?"
"It's not." Kagome answered. "I'm not sure when someone mistranslated the words but that's not what they mean."
"Then what do they mean?"
"They had no literal translation and the words are to powerful to be discribed properly but...Shikon which is literally good in every sence of the word. Pure, white, light, nice, all of those words. It is exactly that, pure pureity. Tama is it's oposite. It is pure evil. Darkness, black, night, death, all of them. Even the word no has no translation though it is used often. So the jewel is literally the battle of good and evil. The winner is dependent on who posseses the jewel. Don't get me wrong, it can still control the ocean or anything else thanks to Modoriko's power, but it's not the Jewel of the Sea it's reputated to be."
"How do you know this?" Inuyasha asked.
Kagome smiled at him sadly. "The girl child's children were Singers that she called Guardians. Those who guarded the secret of the jewel. My family is the direct desendents of her."
Inuyasha was about the secret of the jewel but her last statement stopped him. "Desen...Your a Guardian?"
Kagome nodded and waited for him to make the connection and knew just when he did. "You said she left behind a riddle?"
Kagome nodded again. "To her Guardians." Another nod. "And your a Guardian." One more. "You know the riddle?!"
"Yes." Kagome admited. "But for all that I know it, I know not what it means."
"Tell me it. Please." Inuyasha asked.
"Of course." Kagome agreed. "But you will be jsut as confused. It is only a riddle in the old language in ours it is jibberish."
"I don't care. Tell me. We'll work it out together." Inuyasha promised grabbing her hand.
Kagome laughed shortly. "I'll need paper and a quill."
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Now all I have to do is think of a riddle....wow that will be hard. And I know I said I wouldn't but...PLZ!!!! Leave me reviews! *Begs*