a/n: Well here's chappie 11! I had a few people question a few things about the story line(Sesshomaru having both arms, where's Rin and Jakken, etc.) and I wanted to tell yall that I'm getting there and I will tell you where they are but I'm not quite there in the story yet. :D I did, however, clear up one of the afore mentioned plot gaps in this chappie. My mom's got a craft show today and I'm probly gonna write chappie 12 while I'm there. ON TO THE STORY!!!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inu... -.- But I do own my own characters that I made up for this story! So HAHAHAH!

Chapter 11- The Battle and Memories of Battles Past

'This is not good,' Miroku thought as he looked at the powerful group of people that he'd thoroughly pissed off, 'I could take Kagome and Sango but with both fighting together with Sesshomaru I'm in trouble.'

He ran his eyes over the group calculatingly. Kagome didn't look like she'd be in the fight due to her position over Inuyasha behind Sango and Sesshomaru. Not that she'd have been much a problem anyway; she was always the weakest of the group. Sango, on the other hand, had always been a strong fighter and she would pose quite a challenge. However, she'd apparently just given birth and was having some kind of memory loss that affected her fighting abilities. He was fairly sure that he could take Sango out without much of a problem. Sesshomaru would be the true challenge.

'I need to take Sango down first. Then he'll be too angry to control his inner demon and once its taken over my sacred sutras will be even more affective,' Miroku thought cruelly.

He was unprepared for Sesshomaru's cold statement to Sango.

"Stay out of this Sango. Protect Inuyasha and Kagome but do not interfere. The monk is mine."

He smirked as he thought that the odds had just tipped in his favor. The stupid arrogant demon; he'd just sealed his fate.

"Come then demon. I'll give you the same treatment I gave your pathetic half demon brother," Miroku yelled maliciously.

He smirked when Sesshomaru's body tensed in anger. Miroku knew just what buttons to push on people and the demon lord was no different. 'Time for some payback.'

"Did I hit a soft spot Lord Sesshomaru? Hmm… It seems that your mating a human wench has weakened you greatly, oh powerful lord of the west," the monk taunted.

He was rewarded with a feral snarl coming from the Lord. It seemed that Sango was he greatest weakness after all.

'Then I shall target that weakness,' the monk thought as his eyes flashed to the demon slayer that had dropped her guard slightly as she moved closer to the wounded half demon and priestess. If she'd given herself to the demon lord then she was no longer worth his time. A pity.

Sesshomaru growled as he saw the monk's eyes move towards his mate and look at her maliciously. He knew exactly what the monk was planning and positioned himself more defensively in front of Sango and the others. His mate had not planned for a fight but when she'd sensed that Inuyasha and the monk were fighting she refused to be left alone in the tent with Kaede and Kohaku. Without a second thought she'd handed her pup to the old priestess, grabbed her Hiraikotsu, and left the tent at a dead run.

He had immediately followed with Kagome close behind him using the power she'd gained from absorbing the sacred jewel to enhance her speed. She was not nearly as fast as he was but her speed was admirable for a human and faster than that of most low class demons; the priestess had yet to harness her full potential and greater speed and power would come with time. Currently she was using one of her most recently learned healing abilities to jumpstart Inuyasha's healing and help his body heal itself faster.

His mate's augmented speed had allowed her to arrive at the clearing just before he had and without missing a stride she had thrown her Hiraikotsu to intercept the monk before he could finish off her only living brother. Sesshomaru had continued on into the clearing and grabbed Inuyasha before returning to his mate's side to lay his brother down and allow Kagome to start healing him.

His mind immediately flew forward to the present as the monk made his move. Miroku threw himself forward and sideways as he threw three sutras at Sesshomaru. The Lord drew Tokijin and sliced through the sutras as if they were nothing more than flimsy pieces of paper. Moving effortlessly he intercepted the monk before he could get close enough to his mate to become a danger. He sliced Tokijin at the monk who jumped backwards quickly to avoid the blow.

Just as Inuyasha had, Sesshomaru could not use his sword's attacks without fear of hitting his mate or the old priestess' hut where his pup currently resided. He knew that the monk would use that to his advantage; as he had with Inuyasha, but Sesshomaru would much rather crush the bastard with his bare hands than with a Dragon Strike. The only reason Sesshomaru had drawn his sword at all was to destroy the sacred sutras before they could hit him and do the same damage to him as they had to Inuyasha.

He ran forward with his demonic speed and continued his attack, catching the monk off guard. Miroku was barely able to block with his staff and was unprepared for Sesshomaru to swing with his left fist and hit the monk hard in the stomach.

'When the hell did he get his arm back and how did I not notice before now?' the monk thought as he pushed Sesshomaru away with his staff and coughed up a small amount of blood, 'That's his real arm too. How did that happen?'

Sango stood on the sidelines watching the fight quite annoyed that her mate had refused to let her fight. She understood why, she was well aware of how much of her normal strength she still lacked at this point, but she hated watching her mate battle and knowing that she could not help. She would not enter the fight against his will unless his life was on the line, which she severely doubted would happen.

'But look at what Miroku did to Inuyasha. I know Inuyasha couldn't use Tetsaiga's attacks but Miroku obviously improved in the last five years for him to do this kind of damage to Inuyasha,' Sango thought dubiously.

She watched as her mate swung his left fist at the monk and connected squarely to the gut. The sight of her mate fighting with his left arm brought forth the memory of how he'd gotten his arm back after Inuyasha had cut it off originally.

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Sango was making her way through the remains of the slayer village slowly. She had already tended to the graves of her people, paying particular attention to the more recent grave of her brother who'd died at Naraku's last stand, as she made her way towards the dusty remains of the slayer's library.

Recently she and Sesshomaru had discovered their love for each other and were to wed and mate soon. She had convinced him, after a long verbal battle, to allow her to return to her village alone one last time before their wedding. She had not told him the reason and had been very relieved that he had not questioned her extensively.

Entering the old library she was relieved to see that it had suffered little damage in Naraku's initial attack on her village and the only thing that was covering the books was a thick layer of dust and age. Picking her way through the shelves of books on demonic magic and sorcery she finally came across the book she'd been looking for. It was an ancient book bound by some kind of demon's skin that she had never come across before except on this particular tome. She'd found this book once when she was a child and had read it simply because she'd been striving to prove herself to her father amongst the many male potential demon slayers and had set herself to reading every book in the library to improve her skills.

It had not been until her involvement with Sesshomaru that she had remembered the book and its writings and sought it out to refresh her memory on it and see if it pertained to their situation, as she was fairly sure it did.

Opening the strange cover she skimmed through until she found the part that she'd remembered. Rereading the passage she was pleased to see that it contained exactly what she needed.

'Boy is Sesshomaru going to be shocked," Sango thought excitedly as she shut the book and headed back towards the hut that she currently resided in with Kirara.

It was getting dark so she decided that she would spend the night in her old village and go over the book to make sure that she'd be ready to perform the ritual when she saw her love next.

~~~~The Next Day~~~~

When she and Kirara had arrived at Kaede's village she was greeted by Sesshomaru who swept her off of the fire cat before her feet touched the ground. She laughed before he pulled her into a gentle kiss.

"I missed you my love," Sesshomaru said quietly as he looked her over to make sure nothing had happened while she was away.

"And I you, Sesshomaru. Come though, I have something important to show you," Sango said as she grabbed his clawed right hand and led him back towards the village.

They entered the small hut that Inuyasha had built for Sango after Miroku had left and she and Sesshomaru had been living in since they'd realized their love for each other not long ago. Sitting, she pulled Sesshomaru down beside her and then moved to his left side.

"Now Sesshomaru I want you to promise me that you're not going to freak out no matter what I do, and you're not going to try and stop me. Promise?" Sango said as she looked pleadingly into his golden eyes.

Sesshomaru stared back at her skeptically but nodded; "I promise Sango but what…" he was cut off by Sango who lightly scolded him.

"You'll see now won't you? Now remember, you promised," Sango said as she pulled up the long sleeve that covered what was left of his left arm, "This may hurt a little but bear with me my love."

She smoothly pulled out a small knife from her kimono and cut a thin line across the base of the stub of his arm before cutting a larger and deeper line across her own palm. Sesshomaru began to try to stop her from cutting herself but halted as he remembered his promise.

'What is this woman up to?' he thought as he watched her intently.

Sango placed her bleeding left palm to the bloody spot on his arm and began reciting the incantation that she had memorized from the book the night before. It had said that if a human truly loved a demon that they could sacrifice their own blood and recite the incantation to restore a limb that had been lost in battle, but only if their love was pure and true. It had also said that the human would suffer some kind of after-effect, be it positive or negative, but she was willing to deal with whatever may happen if she could only give Sesshomaru his arm back.

The demon himself watched with amazement as his arm reformed before his eyes exactly as it had been before Inuyasha had hacked it off in their first battle. When it was complete Sango stopped incanting and watched wearily as Sesshomaru flexed his newly formed arm in amazement. He looked up and Sango in awe, his eyes asking how she'd done it.

"I'm a demon slayer my love, we have many tricks up our sleeves," she said with a smile before passing out from exhaustion.

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Sango smiled at that pleasant memory and nearly laughed at the amazement that her mate had shown when she'd given him his arm back. She had never again seen such a shocked look on her mate's face and the three days she'd spent unconscious afterwards had been more than worth it. Of course the other side effect had not been entirely unwanted either. Having some of Sesshomaru's blood merge with hers and becoming just as strong and fast as a demon had come in handy more than once.

Her mind was drawn back to the battle as her mate's aura shot dangerously high and he let out a loud roar. She looked up to see that the monk had thrown his staff at her, deadly end first, and there was no time to dodge or deflect the weapon with Hiraikotsu.

'Shit!' she thought as she squeezed her eyes shut and braced her body for the inevitable pain.

a/n: Oh no! Cliffie AGAIN! Tehee ^.^ What's to come? You shall see. Oh, if the flashback didn't make since to anyone just let me know and I'll try to clarify. More background info on the story to come as well!!!

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