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Hi. Yes I know, please don't throw things at me anymore!! I said I was going to post this chapter sooner but, it wasn't my entire fault, promise, blame University and my bad choice to study Biology. Jaja, well to make amends, I have posted two chapters. Sorry sorry.

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When the Past is the Future…

Chapter 6

Life comes, life goes and Stories are told…

Sesshomaru walked the lonely forest, intending to cross to the Western Lands. These last days were altering him. He should have never agreed with the miko to join forces to battle Naraku. It was undoubtedly a mistake. It was amazing, even after so many centuries of living, he, Sesshomaru still made mistakes. That was shameful, and he hated himself for it.

A memory came from the back part of his mind, a memory of a hunt; the hunt for the last shard of the Shikon Jewel. The Jewel had been in the territories of the Eastern Lands, the lands of the Prince Wolf. As expected, the miko had to go too. Naraku had sent his extensions to destroy the human villages, so Inu-Yasha, the monk and the exterminator agreed to stop his madness, since he didn't care much about humans.

That left him alone with the miko in his search of the last fragment. He had taken Rin and Jaken along as well; he wouldn't leave Rin with the useless demon that never protected her as he should. He was mentally prepared for the journey to be annoying, with the miko along, but he had been mistaken. Again.

The miko had directed him properly, showing manners. She didn't annoy him by asking him about useless things. She never truly talked to him, unless he approached her, and those were few occasions. But she did talk to Rin, a lot he must add, since they were both riding in Ah-Un. Rin constantly asked the miko, and the miko gladly answered. The miko taught Rin some games, that she had said she learned when she was little. She played with Rin a lot, and he was glad that she was having a good time. Since he had met the little girl, she carried the scent of sadness, the pain of losing her family still open in her little chest, but a chest with a huge heart.

They found the last shard and they camped for the night. Rin was fast asleep and the miko was nearing her limits as well. Since they had conquered their goal, there was no need to rush back. The miko opened something, taking Rin and lying her there. Then she lied there, and soon both of them were sleeping soundly. He found her sleeping thing interesting, it seemed soft and comfortable, and he was glad Rin could occasionally enjoy herself.

He remembered when he gave Jaken the order to protect both girls, and he went away to follow a strange scent. The scent took him away from the camp, and near a lake. He encountered with a demon, and he killed it. It was foolish, he had been summoned by an insignificant demon. But there had been something odd in the scent and he couldn't prevent himself of discovering the meaning of it.

When he returned, the sigh that welcomed him made him stop. The miko was reclined against a tree, waiting for him. Rin was sleeping still, with a content smile on her lips, dreaming peacefully. Jaken, in the other hand, was knocked out cold next to a tree. He sniffed the air around him, and he knew right away there was something different; and that was coming from his brother's miko. He tensed somewhat, the scent unusual and he didn't like it. Rin was still a few feet away from him, next to the miko. If she harmed her, he would kill her in that very same moment.

She turned and raised her eyes, searching for his. She moved more graciously than he remembered, and she was mustering some type of aura that he had never before associated with her. He felt a spark of energy and he turned to look at her eyes. Green. Her eyes were a bright green. This was not the color of her eyes.

When she looked at him, she smiled softly, tilting her head to the side a little. She began walking slowly towards him, her long socks getting dirty with the ground. "I'm finally here, in the outside world, free again" she said as she came and bowed in front of him. "I had waited a long time to meet you again Lord Sesshomaru, but your servant…he deceived me, and thus, I had been sealed away for two hundred years". She said the last words edged in hatred, but still with respect, considering that after all, it was his servant.

Sesshomaru turned his head to see Jaken and now he understood the beating of the annoying demon, and why Rin was unharmed. "Sesshomaru-sama, I have feelings for you, more accurate, I love you, I have followed you for a long time, the trials, of time and rain to find you. Please, allow me to at least repay your kindness this time".

He heard the voice of the miko intertwined with a somewhat ancient flow of words that he recognized from times before his father died. It seemed wrong in the voice of the young miko, seeing that most of the time she spoke with words that were new to him, not old and rusty. That allowed him to see that the one possessing her -- that he guessed was a demoness -- was the one speaking.

She opened her arms and embraced him tightly. He stiffened at the closeness, but he didn't push her away. Not because he didn't want to, but because he wasn't eager to harm the weak miko. He felt as she relaxed, and began to wonder who was this demoness that had gone through the trouble of possessing the miko to reach him.

"This Sesshomaru does not recognize you" he said sternly to the girl embracing him. The girl tensed, and raised her green eyes to his golden ones.

"I am deeply sorry, I had been sealed in an ancient sword by an Oni, and it was you who freed me my Lord" she said smiling. She took some steps backwards to look at him.

"This Sesshomaru does not remember an event such as that, you might be mistaken" he said coldly and monotonously.

She gasped, her eyes full of sadness. "I am not my Lord. Perhaps, it had been a long time, more than seven hundred years back, but one such as myself, who never forgets her debts would never be mistaken in this kind of matters" she finished almost pleading.

"There is nothing that this Sesshomaru desires, you can leave" he said and he turned to walk away from the miko. He smelled her tears as they fell, and it angered him. He despised such scenes, it made him remember his father and how he would have scolded him for doing so.

"But, my Lord, I love you, since that precise moment when you saved me. Please, allow me a chance to show you that I am worth of your time, I was born a demon princess... I..I am strong and beautiful, I am loyal and I would never abuse of your trust" she said rapidly and nervously, her hands opening and closing in an unconscious manner.

He sighed and stopped. "I have no desire to mate, now leave the miko's body" he resumed his walking to the forest. His aura flared as he felt her running after him. He stopped, knowing that escaping will not resolve anything. She stopped some meters from him.

"Yes, I was unprepared for what I found when I managed to get free once again of the staff that your servant carried. A miko is traveling with you, I thought that your father was the one obsessed with them, as he was with the miko Midoriko, I didn't know you shared such traits" she said low, but with anger in her voice. "However, I cannot leave the miko's body. I used ancient demon magic to enter, and it cannot be reversed; the effects may only disappear with one's death, hers or mine" she said with her voice controlled. She winced a little when his aura flared more, in annoyance. "I am sorry, I should have been more careful, but when the opportunity appeared to be free, I escaped without thinking it twice. I... I wanted to see you" she said with regret in her voice, her eyes looking at the bugs next to her; her demon vision allowing her to distinguish her surroundings at night.

Sesshomaru was losing it. His anger was reaching its limits, and he wasn't one to stop his rage when it came, and even more, when he was right. "You mean to tell me, demoness, that the only way to break the spell is to kill one of you?" he said with his voice full of irritation. He didn't look back but felt her nod. "You are so useless and unintelligent. You come to this Sesshomaru pleading for a chance to mate him, that is annoying enough; but you also come and posses the foolish miko and tell me that I have to break the spell by killing one of you. And before all that, you came and beat my servant to unconsciousness, you had the audacity to embrace this Sesshomaru" he stopped to think for an instant, he hadn't realized that she had committed so many transgressions. "You have gone too far demoness, and you had made my patience reach its limits. Prepare yourself, because you will die" he said with rage, but at the same time with a voice so cold and resentful that she squirmed in fear for her life.

Then she did the only thing that came to her mind: run. She ran wildly through the dark forest, dodging the trees and its branches, escaping from the angered Dog Demon.

Her breathing was becoming difficult, after all she had been caught for almost two hundred years, and in the staff, she didn't make much exercise. She jumped into a clearing and she saw as the sleeping flowers were just a blur as she ran. At least, the body of this miko was strong, she thought, and a certain feeling of jealousy aroused in her heart. The miko or her? And he easily chose her. He didn't even know her, but he didn't seem to care, he wished for her death instead. But she would not allow such. Never in her life she had been so threatened before nor so insulted. She was royalty, her father had been the ruler of a big extension of lands, and his army was feared. She would not allow so many insults.

Just in that precise moment, the Dog Demon reached her and stepped in her way. She stopped and jumped to the side and away from him. She expanded her arms, and smirked knowingly. Sesshomaru' s eyes were monotonous, but she knew he was angry. She had to be careful, but in her current state, she was prepared to match him.

He charged against her, his poisonous whip flying dangerously close. She smiled in anticipation, and she joined her hands in front of her making a loud clasping sound. In that moment, magic surrounded her and shot itself towards Sesshomaru, effectively stopping his advances. He growled in anger and feeling his eyes bloodshot for an instant before changing back to their yellow color.

She locked her eyes in him, trying to read his moves and needing the concentration to stop his next attack. She knew he was far stronger than her; she could only count on her magic and her instincts. But he counted with strength, speed, experience and his beast. She knew things were not very bright for her, but she still had the body of the miko.

"Sesshomaru…" she tried to reason with him but he charged against her, interrupting her immediately. She took on a defensive stance and when he reached her with his claws, she jumped up trying to escape their poison. He growled again and jumped after her, but as he was in the air, she once again used her powers to repel him.

Sesshomaru stopped and let himself fall to the ground, and while he was still falling he charged against her again. She gasped in fear when he caught her by her neck with his left hand and her hand with his right, making them fall both to the floor, with him in top of her. She turned her face to the side as he growled in her face and she let out a soft cry.

Sesshomaru dug his claws in her neck and she opened her eyes in realization. He was serious, she had known all along. Being at his complete mercy was killing her, but, she was not going to give in. She closed her eyes tightly, and searched within her. She heard Sesshomaru growl in pain, loosening his grip on her. She took this chance and escaped once again, running with all her legs could muster through the forest.

Sesshomaru looked at his clawed palms. He watched with fulminating eyes as his demon healing got rid of the burns. How did she manage to use the powers of the miko? It should have been impossible. She was a demoness, and the powers of a miko were not simple magic, at least not from what he thought.

After a while, he finally cornered her near a cliff, and she huffed in anger. She had finally made a mistake -- Sesshomaru thought -- and now, she will die. Sesshomaru ran to deliver the final blow, when she stood with courage and began to walk backwards.

"Stop" yelled the possessed miko with a hint of threat. Sesshomaru stopped, not because her word merited honor, but because he was left uncertain about her current threat.

"Why would this Sesshomaru listen to your desperate warning?" Sesshomaru asked.

The miko's shoulders visibly relaxed, and the woman smiled knowingly. "Sesshomaru, this is only her body, do I need to remind you that only my spirit is in here? Should you harm me, the only one who would sustain injuries is her, you cannot possibly kill me" she said, and her anger slowly disappeared as she replaced it with contentment.

Sesshomaru remained still for a moment, considering the options he had. It was the truth; she was a mere spirit possessing the miko in order to come to this world. She was a demoness who had been imprisoned in his servant's – Jaken's -- staff for two hundred years. But spirits were not undead; they were the base of the intermediate between the world of the living and the world of the dead. If monks and priestess could do it, then he must be able to do it too.

He walked towards her slowly, and he saw as she tensed again, her eyes turned to ones that expressed resignation. He continued on, he couldn't care less about her feelings, he was already tired of her. But then, he suddenly stopped when her eyes were set once again, firm in determination.

"I am not going to leave just like that. I will make you pay for your earlier imprudence, Dog Demon" she said bitterly and jumped back, to what seemed to be an endless cliff.

Sesshomaru's eyes widened considerably and he chased after her. He also jumped, intending to stop the demoness. He caught up with her, taking the little miko in his arms, holding her tightly, but a sudden explosion of miko energy made him twitch in pain. The demoness was serious when she made her threat. He managed to keep holding the miko until they fell into a river. The water hit them hard – mostly him – and he held on to a stone when the water permitted him. He supported his weight and brought himself upwards.

His mood was foul when he reached the ground once again. He was wet, and he was glad that the miko had passed out. He didn't want to keep dealing with this matter. He sighed, trying to take his anger away, to free himself of the events of this night. He lowered his gaze to look at the unconscious miko in the ground. He stared at her for a moment. She was indeed useless. She had let herself be possessed and her powers were not trying to kill the demoness inside her.

There was another issue that he found himself with, he was far from the camp, and Jaken was unable to stand guard at this moment, what mean that Rin had been left unprotected. Plus, the miko couldn't walk to the camp, so the only option was to carry her. He looked at her coldly and took her by her upper arm, not at all considerate, and made his cloud below his feet and launched in the air, arriving at the camp moments later.

As he set the miko down, he wondered for a second, why did he not let her die? It would have prevented Inu-Yasha from shaming his family again. Why? He searched in his mind for an instant, and then found his answer. Yes, he had kept her alive because she managed to make Rin happier. That had been it, the girl would have wept for days if she died. Furthermore, it would only be seen as a weakness, if he let her die while in his protection. He was not going to allow it.

The sound of soft laughter made him once again lock eyes with the miko. Green resentful eyes watched him with a smirk on her face. That face looked wrong in her, he noticed; she was much more innocent than those dark emotions that were reflected in her once soft features.

"Demoness" he called tiredly.

She blinked and let a smile grace her face. "Demon" she said sweetly. She stood on her feet, taking in her surroundings with interest. "You are stuck with me demon" she said giggling.

She began to walk around, and she stared as the child slept peacefully, unaware of the events taking place around her. She frowned once again, Sesshomaru was protecting, not only the miko but also this little human girl. Things had certainly changed, and she considered his judgment. He had gone weak as time passed. He was no longer the proud demon he was.

She turned to him. He had dared to kill her, and for what? To save a miko, they were born enemies; but still, he remained at her side, like a trained dog. Following around as a pet would, how degrading. She would not allow any further transgressions to her ego, she would not allow him to reject her and love the miko in the future. She would take her revenge, using her. The possessed miko closed her eyes tightly and a red magic began to surround her. The miko fell to the floor, as the magic continued to flare around herself.

He watched, measuring the events and trying to point out if the miko was attacking the demoness or the other way around. His answer arrived then, as he scented the stench of death, the smell that surrounds humans nearing death.

"You will not succeed" he said with the force of a will of iron. She opened her eyes surprised, and met a hand that was now muffling her screams. She struggled to get free, but it was no use. The worst she found was not that she couldn't escape his grip, but that his eyes were a bloody red.

She doubled her efforts to escape, but only managed to double his grip on her until it became painful. She watched with frightened eyes as blood slipped from his lips, and she was left confused, what had happened? That was, until he in a quick motion pressed his bloody lips to her own. The magic around her immediately faded. Her heart beat erratically, fueled by fright but also desire, which was, until she felt his blood pass down her throat. She screamed with all her might as the poison of the blood burnt her spirit, and infected the miko's body, but her screams weren't heard, as his mouth prevented the escape of sound.

Frightened, she grabbed his sleeves and started to release her magic against him, he growled in anger but didn't stop. She continued on and on, hoping to weaken him, but to no avail, he remained impassive. She felt the powers of the miko awakening in strength and fierceness, fighting the poison inside her. But, as she was a foreign spirit, the poison continued to invade her. The powers of the miko didn't help.

She felt as her power weakened and the miko energy shifted, taking her back away from her mind, sealing her. She shouted in agony and fright, she didn't want to be sealed again, not away from the world. Why? Why was she born with these abilities? She wouldn't allow it. She won't perish, not now. She concentrated on the miko's energy core and grabbed it with her own magic, plastering both magic powers together. That was a mistake. They were rejecting each other, and her spirit began to twirl even more, and now, she felt a high amount of pain. She felt herself screaming, once and again, but she felt herself being far away from the world, and she knew the real world heard her no longer.

Sesshomaru almost let go of her when the miko energy stabbed his senses. He pushed himself more into her lips, trying to avoid her escaping. He had not been sure his poison was going to work, but judging by the desperation of the demoness, he was certain that it was having an effect. He was injuring the miko, he knew that, but even when he was aware of it, he was unable to stop himself. The incessant display of power from the demoness and the miko energy was biting on his skin, it made his instincts overpower him. He couldn't stop, he wanted to hurt her. But, he also found that she tasted good, appealing to his senses; and a feeling that had been locked away for a long period of time was freed. He found himself softening, and it felt good.

He felt the miko hold his arm and the spike of his armor, and he felt her energy invade him, energy so pure that he was backed away from her. He felt cold and annoyed at the sudden disconnection from her. He had to force his legs to remain standing, otherwise, he would have fallen so low as to crumble to the floor, but he would never allow such a thing. He saw as her blue eyes stared wide at his person. He felt as his anger slowly vanished, as she watched her hard breathing. Her eyes had turned to normal; the demoness was no longer there.

The miko was standing under a curtain of dark clouds, but he could see her clearly. "Lord Se..Sesshomaru?" she asked uncertain and afraid. "Is that you?" she went on, slowly walking backwards, trying to get away from the one near her. She didn't know what happened, but she was scared beyond comparison. She knew something terrible had taken place. She fell to the ground, with her hand clenching her neck, and began to shiver.

Sesshomaru raised one of his eyebrows and silently inspected her health, unconsciously licking the blood on his lips. He felt the beats of her heart, and he noticed that it was beating slower than Rin's. That meant there was something wrong with her. The miko fell to the ground, and he walked to her slowly to verify her condition. She turned her head to him and searched him through half lidded eyes "I don't…feel so good" she admitted quietly.

Her scent had changed, and after concentrating in her new scent, he realized what was happening. Her miko powers were battling the poisonous blood that was mixing with hers. He saw as she became rigid and her body began to jump on its own accord, her eyes were closed, and she was sweating heavily.

He hadn't known her powers would try to purify his blood. He had not thought such a big deal about it. After all, demon blood was now often mixed with humans in half-breeds, and they never had these complications. That had been the only way he had found the moment to kill the demoness. His blood was strong, and he had been sure that it would effectively kill the spirit.

To think he had caused the miko's larks… it had not been his fault. It was her fault for being so weak. It was not his fault that an obsessed demoness found a weakness in her being and took it. Rin. Now, that was bad. She would be depressed. Well, if the miko wasn't strong enough to survive, then she wouldn't deserve to live. But the truth was, he didn't wish for her to perish, something in his being hoped that she survived this incident.

He turned as he heard a soft sound, and he saw Rin still sleeping and Jaken out cold. "You were awake the whole time, were you not?" he asked to the air. Silence was his response for a little while, until a soft "Yes" interrupted it.

"Will she play with Rin tomorrow?"

"And that's what happened, well, at least what you told me" said Kagome tiredly. She had succumbed after all, this Sesshomaru was definitely more annoying than the one in the Feudal Era.

She remembered as she traveled with him trying to get the final shard. He was so quiet that it was boring, but she was thankful that Rin had gone along; otherwise she could've killed herself. Inu-Yasha proved to be a bother, he was rude and stupid. But Sesshomaru, he was stubborn and egocentric. Probably he had many negative things as well, just that he didn't express them. And it helped him. If he were more talkative, he would probably end up being almost the same as Inu-Yasha.

She felt as his aura flashed with many emotions, then she turned to meet his eyes. "Miko" he said, his voice restrained. "You mean to tell me, that this Sesshomaru used his blood to save a mere human miko?" he said with anger and disbelief.

Kagome shrugged. "I told you, you wouldn't believe me" she said knowingly. She just of course told him the facts, never telling anything about feelings or chivalry of being in his half brother's group, thinking about it, she didn't even mention Inu-Yasha's name. It was for the best. "The truth is that now, each time I get injured, both bloods try to heal the injury, in the end, none healing at all, for they repel each other. When I try to use my miko powers to heal my injuries, the demon blood awakens and attacks the surging power, and it causes me pain" she said tiredly; remembering the pain it had caused her over the last weeks. She gave a step back, to the time when she was clueless of her powers. She had returned to the moment when the only thing she could do when she had a scratch was to whine and wait for it to heal itself.

She felt a soft breeze play with her hair, and a pleased smile without permission appeared in her lips. It felt so nice, it made her reminisce the peaceful days she spent with her friends in the Feudal Era; where there was no smoke of industries or the awful sound of cars. Soon enough, she felt something very comfortable around her, and it reminded her of Buyo, that stupid fat cat. Still, it was something worth considering when she had been so far from it for so long. It was her stupid, fat cat.

Sesshomaru couldn't believe what had happened. She had fallen asleep, but, she did while talking to him. How disgraceful. She really was disrespectful, never had a being done such a thing to him before. It had angered him, but he still caught her before she hit the ground. She was so light that he barely felt her in his arms. He watched as her eyes rested peacefully, a rosy hue on her cheeks, and he couldn't help but feel the need to sleep as well. But he won't fall for such low feelings. He was not moved by silly emotions like humans did. They were carried away way too easily, and that's what made them so weak and despicable.

Humans exploit their greed, their lust and their hatred without limits. It was an ordeal, and they never exploited any other emotion. They were capable of kindness and many other positive feelings, but they were always gone to waste.

He felt the miko in his arms whisper something, he moved his head forward, trying to see hers resting in his chest. She was now smiling, like she was content or at least, dreaming peacefully. He watched her face unblinkingly, trying to read her expression. He was going to take all the answers he could from her, after all, when one was in dreams, one couldn't control the unconscious.

He had heard many times about dreams. Though he wondered, did he dream? Were those strange images he saw in his sleep dreams? He couldn't see how people liked such scenes, he found them annoying. The only thing they did was confusing him in their mantle of possibilities, or rather in their never-ending fantasies. He always preferred to deal with reality, and not wasting his time with such foolishness. He always saw blood and fights, and he saw order and strength. He didn't know how these things could interest the miko. Maybe, she had different dreams, perhaps, humans dreamed about other things.

He blinked, realizing something. She was asleep. He hasted to check the barrier over the town. The barrier kept on strong, he noticed. He looked at her again as she moved a little trying to find a more comfortable position. It had been luck that they were in a lonely part of town, if that was not the case, he would have killed her already for intruding in his person without his permission. He had let her rest, he let her rest over him. He was confused and it irked him. He would've moved her forcefully by now, but somehow, he didn't feel like doing that.

A presence made him lift his gaze and meet brown eyes. How had he not noticed his approach? Sora, leader of the Exterminators was looking at him, his expression serious, but at the same time, with an underlying fury that he hadn't known the human possessed. Sesshomaru couldn't help but feeling he was being disrespected, and he returned the human a cold and territorial glare.

Sora looked at the miko sleeping in Sesshomaru's arms. She seemed exhausted, he knew that, but he couldn't understand the emotions of those around him. Perhaps, his human senses didn't allow him many advantages. He always believed mikos despised demons, not that he believed life should be like that. He had met a lot of admirable demons in his few years of life after all. It was different though, that mikos could develop such deep emotion for demons. Midoriko, she was totally living for Inu no Taisho, she had chosen him to be the reason, the center of her life, and here, this miko, Kagome, she was falling in the same spiral. She was attaching herself to this cold demon lord to be; she was intertwining her soul to his, two souls completely opposite. What angered him the most was that he, Sesshomaru, who had been a cold demon all the time, was confusedly accepting her soul? Why? He, he had admired both of them and both tradition and logic would be acceptable if he were to love one of them, but things weren't taking they normal course. He was alone, and they were both purifying the demons' hearts.

A menacing growl made him lock eyes with his general. He could only scowl in resignation and walked away. "It appears that is carried down by his blood" and with those words accompanying his retreating form, he disappeared.

She heard a growl and felt pissed by Sesshomaru's interruption. He didn't know the expression of bad timing, she guessed. Of course, he being the Demon Lord of the Western Lands probably was not scolded very much, and the ones who had the gut of standing up to him were later left without it, literally. Yes, a most cruel and cold lord. Miko, She heard him growl, she dropped her shoulders and opened her eyes slowly.

"What?" she spat out a little high to the ears of the Dog Demon.

"Miko, be aware of your moods before lashing out at this Sesshomaru. Stand." he said seriously and she frowned in confusion.

She searched her surroundings and saw that she was wrapped in Sesshomaru's tail. She gasped in alarm and quickly stood. She couldn't believe she had fallen asleep, she was just closing her eyes for a moment. She blushed in embarrassment and horror at her actions. She looked between his tail and him, opened and closed her mouth attempting to say something but the words didn't come out, well, they didn't even form in her mind.

"Hm" he said and looked at her with cold eyes.

She flinched in his gaze "I-I'm very sorry, I didn't realize…" she tried to explain. She couldn't believe what had happened. She felt herself getting dizzy but her legs held her standing, she pressed the back part of her hand to her eyes and rubbed them to take the drowsiness away.

He looked with interest as she did these things, taking all he could from her. He felt the itching sense to sigh, then looked at her with indifference. "You are human after all" he said and began to walk away.

She began to worry, and looked at the barrier above her, grateful to see it intact. She shook her head, trying to get away from the hands of sleep.

She could have died in that simple moment of weakness…

To be Continue...

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