Okay - Late, I know! But still it's only been a week since I last updated, be grateful my last story used to go months without an update (Gah….)
So, please be patient - don't kill me, I only have…counts fingers…7 lives left…wait no 6, I gut run over with a columbine last week. Not nice. Not to mention Katie and Ashley have killed me with a spatula AND a BBQ. They are so evil.
So thankies to all who reviewed - it made me feel so loved.
This Update is for Michiru-san and Sankentesou on IJ and cookiemonsterks on FanFiction. Net , you guys rock!
(aha,poor Katie didn't get a mention XD)
Disclaimer: I own this plot! Woot-ness! However cough No one belongs to me….eheh except Sesshoumaru is fairly loyal to me and my writing evil cackle
On with the story!
Romeo and Juliet
"How did Naraku feed off of your youki?" Sesshoumaru asked, killing the hush that had enveloped the room with his cold voice. "I understood that that could not be done without a very powerful enchantment."
Kagome turned to look at him, her eyes drifting back slowly to their normal green hue.
"My brother stole my soul."
Silence stole the room over as the oxygen in the room seemingly dissipated.
Kagome shook her head roughly as her eyes focused in on the room she was in, coming out of Kimigaru's spell.
Sesshoumaru paused for a second, before motioning with a slight nod of his head for Kimigaru and the neko to leave the room.
Sliding gracefully out of the door, the large slamming sound of the doors shutting behind them caused everyone to jump slightly.
Turning back to Sesshoumaru after watching the two youkai walk out the door, Kagome slowly pondered over what was going to happen to her.
Sesshoumaru was looking above him, eyes narrowed in slight concentration as he also contemplated over Kagome's fate.
Shirou and Ryoku also quickly slipped out of the door, knowing that they were no longer needed.
Leaving Sesshoumaru and Kagome alone.
"What are you going to do with me?" Kagome questioned quietly, her voice rough from her slight dehydration.
Sesshoumaru was silent for a moment, deliberating quickly whether killing her would have its merits…
"You…" Sesshoumaru started, pausing ever so slightly, "Will be of use to me. "
"What does that mean? Stop being so cryptic!" Kagome yelled hoarsely, sitting up on her bed.
"This Sesshoumaru is not cryptic; I am merely undecided on how you will be of use to me." Sesshoumaru said, turning and walking to the door, pushing Kagome back down on the futon as he passed her.
Kagome hissed in frustration as she watched as the final slip of silver tresses glided through the door.
"He didn't even tell me where I was to stay…" Kagome murmured to herself.
"Sesshoumaru is giving you his room for the meantime Kagome-san." Shirou said through the doors.
Kagome giggled a tad, happy to at least found some friends along one of her many adventures on the cross roads of life.
Settling back down under the light sheets, Kagome stared up at the simple wooden ceiling, letting her eyes cover the intricate spiraling decorations that were carved into the corners of the roof.
Slowly her eyes drifted closed, her breathing even as she slumbered on, her dreams blissfully free of the tortures of consciousness.
One week.
It had been one week since her encounter with the slayer, Sango. One week since she had seen her brother Naraku.
One week since she had last seen Sesshoumaru.
He had abandoned her in a guest room, a green imp coming to accompany her to her new room directly across from Sesshoumaru's own room.
The room was simple, but had a better karma then staying in a prison cell. However the windows were barred with enchanted iron, burning Kagome's skin when she touched them.
The door had an invisible barrier surrounding it, only Shirou, Ryoku and Sesshoumaru himself could get through to her now. Sesshoumaru had been listening too, he hadn't used Miko or poison for his barrier, but it was a barrier made of the strongest youki…it hurt Kagome just to be near it.
Boredom had quickly become a part of her daily routine. Every day was the same, the food was the same, and even Ryoku and Shirou who would chat with her were much the same.
She had wanted to know what was going on in the castle, what Sesshoumaru was doing thinking. What was going to happen to hershe wanted to know.
Kagome sighed, resting her head up against the headboard of her low set bed. Pillows were a novelty, something she was glad for but still, she would like to be able to see something, to do something.
She preferred death to insanity.
Casting a quick glance to her window, Kagome stood up and shuffled slowly over towards it.
Shackles slowed her progress by much, they aware attached to her ankles and wrists, made of a strange metal that wouldn't break.
The training grounds were outside of her window, so Kagome would often look outside, watching as veterans passed on their learning of the combat expertise.
Observing the younglings study the arts of death reminded Kagome grimly of when she herself was teaching Naraku…her long days were spent reminiscing the past that she so longed to forget.
Flash Back -
"Like this Nee-chan?" Naraku asked his young eyes still untainted by the wicked red smolder that they would have in his future.
"No, stand straighter, and lock your elbows little one." Kagome replied, demonstrating the proper position in which one held a sword.
Naraku studied her pose, then copied it, holding his wooden sword away from his body, stiff and unmoving. Glancing quickly over his shoulder, he saw his older sister give him a brilliant smile in confirmation that what he was doing was correct.
"Good job little one." Kagome said, walking over to Naraku to pat him on his head, mussing up his unruly black wavy hair.
Some local children passed them at that moment, shouting out curses and taunts to the little Naraku.
"Get away from here!" Kagome yelled angrily, standing in front of Naraku protectively.
"Haha Always going to run to your sister you dirty blooded cur?" the children screamed as Kagome flew at them, wooden sword in hand.
"I said get away from here…" Kagome muttered dangerously, giving all of them a good whack on the head, not enough to seriously harm but enough to make it sting for a while.
Walking back to Naraku, she noticed tears in his eyes.
"What is wrong Naraku?" she asked.
Naraku just shook his head and didn't reply, rubbing his hand across his eyes.
"What?" Kagome asked more impatiently this time.
"…you shouldn't have to protect me Nee-chan…" he mumbled.
Kagome smiled at him softly, pulling him inot a tight embrace.
"Do not worry little brother, I will teach you how to fight them. And if they ever are mean to you again, just kill them!" Kagome said jokingly.
"You promise? That I'll be strong one day?" he sniffed.
"Promise."
End Flashback
Kagome's musings were interrupted by a sharp tap on her door.
"Kagome-san? Are you decent? Sesshoumaru requires your presence." Shirou and Ryoku called simultaneously through the door.
"Coming." Kagome replied; glad to be brought out of her reflections.
"You called master…?" Kagome asked dryly, her eyes shifting lazily over Sesshoumaru's face.
Ignoring her gaze, Sesshoumaru continued to stare at her, unflinching.
"You…" Sesshoumaru started slowly, the words dripping off his tongue with much the same speed as cold molasses, "will be trained and work under one my general - Midori."
Slightly resenting the term 'working under' Kagome wrinkled her nose.
Sesshoumaru blinked languidly and continued without interruption.
"You have …unique possibilities as a combatant within my army."
Kagome paused for a moment, before inquiring as to her position.
"Why…? And who as?" was all Kagome could think of at the moment. In all truth she was rather flabbergasted that she was not to be executed.
"My reasoning is my own." Was all that Sesshoumaru would say, looking bored as he sat at his writing desk, scrolls and leather bound books sat awaiting his appraisal.
"Ah…I see." Kagome said, being distracted by a portrait on Sesshoumaru's wall.
It was the same as the one in the dojo, of the white haired hanyou pinned to the tree with the sacred arrow…his face portrayed the same emotion, utter and wrenching agony.
Sesshoumaru noticed her assessment of the piece; he had noticed it before as well, in the dojo.
"What are you looking at?" he asked impatiently, he had far more important matters on his hands right now, but this woman was curiously fascinating to him.
"This picture…this man…I know him." Kagome said wonderingly, reaching over to stroke the fine parchment that the image was painted on.
"You know my half-brother?" Sesshoumaru asked, surprise leaking out into his normally monotone voice.
Looking startled Kagome turned back to look at Sesshoumaru, her hand still resting on the picture.
"He is your half brother?" Kagome asked in bewilderment.
Sesshoumaru nodded in confirmation.
Looking back to the portrait, Kagome realized suddenly how very alike the two looked. She should have guessed.
"He is a hanyou…then your family is much the same as mine is it…?" Kagome asked curiously.
"In a way…" Sesshoumaru answered bluntly, "but you never answered my question. How did you know Inuyasha?"
"It's a long story." Kagome said, dropping her hand and letting her gaze fall back to her own hands. Turning to look at Sesshoumaru with unhappy eyes, Sesshoumaru noticed the guilt underlying her expression.
"I have time." Sesshoumaru lied.
"I…I…Do you know of the priestess Kikyo?" Kagome asked, understanding from Sesshoumaru's tone that he and his sibling did not get along well.
"I have heard of her. Inuyasha apparently fell in love with the ningen woman."
"Then you know that it was Kikyo who pinned Inuyasha to a tree?" Kagome asked.
"Yes."
"Well…this was when I first began to help Naraku with his…deeds." Kagome started, pausing as she fought to find the right words to explain this.
"Naraku wanted the power of the Shikon no Tama…but the power of Inuyasha and the priestess Kikyo were too much for him to surpass. I also could not get the Shikon with mere sheer force.
"So I tried to manipulate them….and it worked." Kagome finished, helplessly trying to explain clearly, though even she could see it was not working well.
"Speak more clearly fujin, I do not understand how you played a part in this." Sesshoumaru said.
"I…I don't know how to explain…" Kagome said, faltering for a second until she found another way of explaining it."Have you ever seen the priestess Kikyo?"
"I have."
"Then do you realize that I look much alike to her?"
"There is a certain resemblance." Sesshoumaru answered suspiciously.
Kagome gave a small smile, which withered quickly under Sesshoumaru's gaze.
"Kikyo…is not the one who pinned Inuyasha to a tree."
"I did."
sorry, I realize this is short - I may put a second part up later but I kind of liked where this chapter ended.
So anyway until next time all of my reviewers -
Ja Ne Minna!
The next update by the way, may be postponed. Final exams are just finishing for me next week so hold on there - I may have to skip a week's update. Gomen Na but there is nothing I can do.