The Past Explained

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Hadorokku - hard rock

Outosan - father

The click of the lock system working filled the empty space of Lady Seishi's chamber once Sesshoumaru left through the door.

Turning her back towards the door, Lady Seishi watched over Kagome's body. Placing herself where her great son had placed himself before, Seishi said, "Oh young child, what great honor it is to finally meet you."

And an honor it was. Lady Seishi had been able to contact the great Kami's in the spiritual plane only and had very few physical interactions with them. The first time she saw Midoriko, she knew that the great kami Lady Amaterasu walked the earth. When she saw Kikyo pin her stepson to the great Tree of Ages, she knew that she saw Amaterasu at work once more. But here, in her own bed chambers, was Amaterasu's full fledged daughter.

Miko's were generally always thought of to be Amaterasu's daughters but in truth they were more of her vassals. Their innate spiritual purity allowed their bodies to deal with the stress of having her will passed on by them. Midoriko was such an extreme example because of how few real holy powers rested in the humans of her time. She had been taken over by Amaterasu at a young age and had been under her training and protection every time she fought against the hordes of demons after her. It was Amaterasu who created the jewel, not Midoriko! No ordinary human could ever hope of creating something so powerful no matter how many souls they encased inside a piece of glass!

'Thankfully', Lady Seishi thought, 'Amaterasu's next appearance had not been so drastic.'

And it had not been so. Kikyo was the next vassal that had housed Amaterasu, but it had only occurred when there had been great need. Seishi knew that no one, other than Amaterasu herself, could balance out the jewel. It was why the jewel was passed from priestess to priestess, for they were the instruments that were conducted by Amaterasu's will.

A frown marred the skin between Seishi's eyebrows, Kagome's body laid out before her and, having looked at the young girl's life through her enchanted plated amethyst bowl, she knew that Kagome had been born with the jewel inside of her. A most curious thing since every time the jewel left the mortal realm, it automatically went to Amaterasu's hands until she found someone to bring it back to the mortal realm once more. Though not returning the same way, the jewel had never been born into a mortal's body. It normally came back by Amaterasu's own doing or by a spell created or wish granted for looking for something lost by some magic wielding mortal. Such was Amaterasu's way.

Rubbing her temples and forehead in increase worry, Lady Seishi continued to think on the matter. She was alpha female of her clan and sole ruler of the West. Her dear son was far too young and inexperienced to be dealing with the duties of being a Lord, even though she knew that he would make the West proud and strong. It was not time for him to take a mate either but he had found his soul mate so early in life that she loathed the idea of parting her son and the woman before her, and the idea that this Kagome could in fact be Amaterasu's daughter was far too troubling.

If her suspicion was correct, and it normally was, then Kagome would have to be apart from Sesshoumaru for quit some time before they could be together under Amaterasu's blessings. And unfortunately, there in lay the problem. Amaterasu was known to be very easy going on many things, her sunny disposition illustrating her title as the Goddess of the Sun. But just like the sun would burn, so would Amaterasu if she considered something of her's worth shielding. And Seishi believed that Kagome would be something that Amaterasu would shield against the world, even if it meant disposing of every thing that would even dare threaten her hold over her humanoid child. It was something that she did not wish to see.

Lady Seishi sighed. Her entire life had been the ruling of the West and her connection to the kami's. Since her puphood, she had an extremely close connection to the more spiritual and emotional plane of existence than most experienced demon and human Buddhas, priests, monks, mikos, shamans, sorcerers, magicians, witches, and anything else. Her own enlightenment came when she had grasped her first real sword at the age of five. She knew then that her life would revolve around her ability to fight. And it had. At the age of sixteen, a mere child compared to others of her clan, she had her first encounter with the kami, since then it had been nothing but struggle for her to cement her power and keep it. Thankfully though, her grandfather, Hadorokku-sama, had taken her side and forced her father to accept the fact that his only child was more than strong enough to handle the Western Lands all alone regardless of the popular opinion that females were weak and, therefore useless. Though, looking back, Seishi knew that her dear Otosan was merely worried over her well being and the continuation of the inu royal line.

A small smile lingered in her face as she remembered the constant battles, physical and verbal, that she had against her Otosan's belief that she should let another make dominate her.

'Never will I let another demean my place as ruler here.'

There was neither arrogance nor a hint of wanting more power in her thoughts, simply the belief and knowledge that she was indeed powerful enough to stand on her own and rule her lands until her dear Sesshoumaru was strong enough to handle his duties as a mate and as a lord.

"Do not fret young child, I will make sure that Sesshoumaru will not abandon you when he one day becomes lord, for you too will play a vital role in keeping these lands safe." Seishi spoke to Kagome's unresponsive body, silently promising to make sure that her son would not abandon his mate like Inu-no-Taisho had done to her.

Shaking her head, she quickly dispelled those thoughts. She had confidence that with her close parenting, her beautiful son would not turn out to be anything like his father. Sesshoumaru loved the miko stretched out on her bed and Seishi would be there to make sure that they both lived happy long lives together before she even thought of demanding anything out of the pairing, though she did look forward to having her much desired grandpups.

Laughing, Seishi knew that she was strange for most demons, especially the female kind. Although naturally motherly, most inu demonesses did not simply have the patience to deal with their own children. On the other hand, she had displayed a great sense of protectiveness over her unborn son as soon as he had been conceived that had resulted in many disembodied demons and humans. She had personally entered the subconscious of every sentinel and every breathing being in her lands, rooting out any who held any misgivings about her or her unborn pup. She had hand raised her son and shown him the great power that rested inside him. Training, feeding, schooling, and every other activity had been under her strict supervision and influence. Her son had traveled with her to far lands where the many tongues of the living were gathered. He had been witness to the great Roman structures and the hot Egyptian pyramids when he went on adventures and long protocol missions with her. Sesshoumaru had never stayed far from her side until he had met his father and had wished to become like him, something she blamed heavily on that human princess named Izayoi.

Mockingly, Seishi remembered her first meeting with the human. She had known that Inu-no-Taisho had cared for humans and wished to mate one. She had agreed on the condition that she would meet this human woman for she was only married to him and had thought of him as a friend more than as a partner. He agreed and had takken her to the small palace inside the middle of the Eastern lands, something she had found odd since Inu-no-Taisho enjoyed the Western lands glorious lands too much to venture this far out.

Upon glancing at the human woman, Seishi decided that her friend needed some serious looking after. Izayoi was not what Seishi had expected. Human, yes, but by far the most ugliest one she had ever seen. She looked too ordinary to be the mate of someone so powerful as the Great General of her army. Typical black hair, typical dull brown eyes, typical submissive posture the human males had probably beaten into her, and far too delicate to be of any use to someone who held so much raw power like the demon male next to her. Her clothing was of noble worth but it added no body to her shapeless form. All in all, there was nothing overly physically appealing about the human.

Seishi had tried to understand that maybe Izayoi was beautiful in the inside and that would be why her friend would want this simple human, but Izayoi was already feeling the tinges of envy, and she could feel them.

The human woman demanded everything of Inu-no-taisho, including the safety of the man who loudly proclaimed himself as a suitor even after Inu-No-Taisho's announcement as Izayoi's future mate and husband. It was utterly ridiculous in Lady Seishi's opinion, but by that point the Great General had fallen to extremely low standards. She had to demote him from General and out of her army because Izayoi was becoming too insecure of his loyalty to her. Seishi knew that Inu-no-Taisho regretted his choice, he had once laid claim to the highest title and now he could barely leave his back turned because one demon or another wanted to attack him.

It had sadden her greatly to see her long time friend so miserable and so injured, that she knew that he would not last long. She had even offered her protection of Izayoi's unborn child so that her friend could rest but the human would not even consider it. Seishi had done everything short of plain out begging to help raise her unborn hanyou child, and still Izayoi would not listen to her.

Inu-no-Taisho had solemnly lowered his head to her before he left the Western lands for the last time. She had found out later that evening that he had died and that Izayoi was no where to be found. She had grieved for her friend and once husband for days, Sesshoumaru along beside her.

Lady Seishi sighed. Glancing at the face of the woman her beloved son wanted, she knew that he would live happily with his mate. She would do everything she could to do so.

Petting the blue black hair fondly, Lady Seishi laid out her mokomoko on top of the still warm body as a blanket before heading out through her doors.