Hey! Happy, happy time, the chapter is here! So, the story is delayed from time to time, but you'll live. I'm going through some crap with my suppose 'man-meat', and I'm sorry for the last short chapter. But life sucks butt and we all gotta live it sometimes! I've just recently gotten the Evanescence CD, "The Open Door" so prepare to be bombarded with songs from it, lol. That and you know; Kamelot. .

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Disclaimer: All ownership of Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, the song lyrics below belong to the writers and artists only. And might I add, both of the songs for this chapter work perfectly. : ) Thank you!

Genera: Romance/Angst—Angst in first chapter. Possible angst later; no hints to be rewarded.

Song listening to that do not effect the story: "The Open Door" CD-Evanescence
"Random songs"-Kamelot

Song/s listening to that effect the story: "Ghost Opera"-Kamelot

"Lose Control"-Evanescence

Line/s portraying to this chapter from song/s above: "Close the door, can you hear the crowd is waiting. For the last encore, screaming out for my attention."-Ghost Opera

"Chanting my name. Chanting my name."-Ghost Opera

"Welcome all to curtain call at the opera. Raging voices in my mind, rise above the orchestra. Like a crescendo of gratitude, this is my song."-Ghost Opera

"Mary had a lamb, his eyes black as coals. If we play very quiet, my lamb; Mary never has to know."-Lose Control

UPDATE: To fix confusion, I did delete this chapter. I read over a while ago and didn't think much of it, but then I realized that fanfiction, when it posted my chapter, did not put in my little 'section dividers'. So I have gone in to fix further confusion in the chapters. Thanks!

Chapter 5- Mary had a little Lamb

The deep rushing of a vast quantity of water, was the only thing to greet the ears of a young kiba so bold, he would chance his head for just one moment as the mate of a time-traveling miko. So strong, he had single handedly, of course with a little help of a shattered jewel, taken down what was to be the most noble and Herculean hanyou to ever promenade this earth. So headstrong, he would stop at nothing to get just what he wanted for his life, not even time could hold him back…

So stupid, he tried to force said time traveler to mate him. A great guy, no?

Groaning in pain as flashbacks from previous days sauntered into his mind; Koga cracked his back and sat up straight. Facing the waterfall, female kiba all sighed and proclaimed joy that their leader had finally awakened. Babies whimpered in the distance as he stood, eyeballing everyone who were scrupulously examining him back.

"Back to your work." His voice was tense and foggy from several time lapses of his unconscious state. He held his head and walked to the brim of the lake that rested within the inner portion of the cave. Dipping in callused hands, he sighed and wiped his face, relishing the cool relief that was mountain fresh water; specially stirred and softened by years of being babbled constantly by an anxious waterfall. His head whipped up in appreciation as he stood he walked the lining rim of said pond, brushing past the waterfall; ignoring the vigorous beads threatening to swallow him whole.

…Close the door, can you hear the crowd is waiting…

Coughing, as the though the pure after-taste of the outside air was intoxicated, he pull a rough hand through his hair, pulling off the leather headband and topknot with it. He stared out into the scenery overlooking a cliff before him. The wind sped past his face, whipping his hair around as though it were the puppet with wings strapped down by the sheer force of a breaking thread.

Then again, he supposed, he was just a puppet in this game himself.

"What have I done…"Coarse fingers ran slowly through brown tresses, as he held his head in what seemed to be inner agony. It had stuck him, not instantly but with some minor encouragement from a searing pain in his head that felt like a millions sporks were jabbing into his skull, he had realized that he had finally lost control.

His knees bent and he kept his hands on his head, grumbling and sighing to himself. Then out of the black, that was no doubt more strenuous then the concept itself, a voice cracked through covering the earth with an unhealthy wave.

"Distressed are we, Koga?" Lips pursed in a snarling growl, as the sensation to rip something apart fought for dominance. His head whipped up almost instantly to the malice laced voice to greedily strain his ears.

"What do you want you filthy hanyou?" A low chuckle was the only response as the pelt of an albino baboon appeared through the imaginary mist.

"Why, what do I always seek, wolf?" His sauntering ballet towards said kiba was overwhelming as he fought back, fingers twitching in a pregnant pause. "But I need what you want, in order to obtain it." Koga narrowed his gaze.

"What do you want with Kagome, Naraku?" Naraku, once more, chuckled in the pained silence.

"It is not, par se, the girl I am in need of, but what she holds in her procession." The fur on the pelt shifted as Koga gazed deeper into the hollow holes that were to rest the eyes of the now deceased baboon. "No, what I want of you, wolf, is the jewel shards she processes." Koga growled.

"As if I'd ever help you!" Koga scoffed and gnarled, pearly white fangs glistening in the dull moonlight that now christened the area he, unfortunately, shared with Naraku.

"But you miss one stately to my plan, kiba. In return for the girls jewel shards, I will give you the girl." He grinned beneath the mask before him. "In just the way you wish of her." Instantly pointed ears perked.

…For the last encore…

Koga looked to him, a misshapen tearing of decisions played across his eyes, but his face remained dumbstruck. Wanting to beat his head into the ground at not being able to decide, Koga smother a pestering growl with his tongue. He closed his eyes and turned his back, all the more aware to keep his guard up at all possible moments when the spider hanyou was afoot. It had been nearly three years since lasted encountered Naraku, and if he's learned a single thing from his 'expeditions' with him, it was that if you did not specify the precise arrangements for a deal with him, then he would no doubt fill in the loophole.

"And you will not hurt a single hair on her head?" The deep rumble of the all too familiar chuckle reared It ugly head…well…vibration….once more.

"Oh course wolf, not a single hair on her head." With his final request spelled out, Koga turned and faced his cave, swallowing back his pride and honor, knowing he just as well made a deal with the devil.

"Now, leave you vile hanyou before I change my mind." Closing his eyes he inhaled deeply, running a tanned hand through his near black-brown hair.

And with that, the deep oscillation of Naraku was gone from whence it came.

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Silence stalked them as the soft footfall of a time traveling human, no more fit to be a hime, let alone an honorable miko, pitter-patted slowly behind the grand form of one of the last Inuyoukai Daiyoukai in all of Japan. Besides the honorable mother-Inu of the west, Sesshomaru may have been in all respects, the very last.

Kagome prodded herself to move faster as Shippo lay silence asleep in her, equally tired, arms. For nearly eight hours straight they traveled the only response to stop and camp being that they needed to reach his lands before nightfall. Silently Kagome cursed Edo for slumbering so far from the boarders of the middle lands and the west. "Soon enough it will decay into the pollution hole society named Tokyo anyway…" Her brain teasing rebelling but themselves short when Kagome found herself smack tab into the back of a sturdy tree.

Only sadly, Kagome would have preferred it have been a tree.

Sesshomaru turned back to the miko, her large sapphire gaze shrinking behind his molten one. He moved not his lips, nor did word flow from his eyes as Kagome would have presumed he would proclaim death, her just simply turned back to the orange aglow sky and spoke.

"We will rest for the night. At dawn we take leave whence more." With a silent remark left unspoken, Kagome just nodded jaw open and wiped off a few imaginary specks of dust from layering robes of her kimono.

…Screaming out for my attention…

A soft grumble broke the gravid silence, causing an innocent blush to creep across the bashful features of a miko so spurned.

"Um…" Seconds passed by an all that took place, for the human eye to see, was the rustle of a bush, and the silent blur that was the Great Taiyoukai Inu. The air that had momentarily clouded Kagome's head had all but exploded at the sight of an opened-eyed rabbit staring down at her. Kagome's jaw nearly dropped with the look of the spotted fur of the dead creature at her feet.

Kagome winced and furrowed her lips a bit. "Who? Wha?" Her eyes lays wide as she overlooked the still warm body by her, resisting the urge to kick it back at him.

"Your body urged for nourishment, no?" Her head spun as she closed one eye.

"No…I mean yes." Her stuttering seemed to be the least of her unappeased problems.

"Then take in said nourishment by your foot." Kagome nudged it slightly with her foot, nearly jumping back as a last living nerve caused an ear to twitch.

"But it's looking at me!"

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Putrid irises stared intently into the glittering surface at the form of a flustering miko. Kanna, her own eyes as distant as the northern lights, stood still and sullen in the pale light of the shaded shoji door. Black hair cascaded down a bare back, baring nothing to the world but the legs of a spider forever delineated. Scorned, is what some called it, cursed said others; star-crossed others whom had only caught a glimpse before the darkness in themselves overwhelmed and sparked through and their mortal flesh was utterly absorbed into the chiseled form that held as the spider's cage.

…If we play very quiet, my lamb…

Cavern chortles protruded through the rotting silence and the little soulless one was sent away, only to leave the spider with a prince's face to watch out the stained window in thought. And the rest of a morbid plan fell into place as the first few pieces of the puzzled unfurled.

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After much debate on to the very fact that, she could not eat it if it were one: still moving; and/or two: still looking at her, Sesshomaru skinned the rabbit. Much to her appease he then built a small fire and stuck the rabbit over to cook. Now sitting in a pregnant silence, the little miko with a smiling frame poked at the meat of the finely non-bloody rabbit.

Shippo sat beside her, chirping away with conversation. His small words were unheard as Kagome fought back the urge to moan. Muscles in the nether region were contracting and constricting, causing her to have the feeling of gas. Only, again morosely, gas would have been a less excruciating pain.

She winced and whimpered under her breath, once more for the day, cursing the past and it's non-advanced remedies of only herbal leaves and strange berries, compared to the miracle that was Midol. She sighed as a soft wave of pain blocked out of the others, giving her a short release moment after until once more they reared their vinegary heads.

…Chanting my name…

Sesshomaru reposed opposing the struggling miko across the fire. He was not negligent to her pain, but knew there was nothing he could do for her. Just as Rin, now to the age if twelve had those moments of pain within her heat cycle, only the nursemaid could help.

Though he could not deny, despite the fact that she was obviously a human miko and that her scent should repulse him for the very fact of her holy Reiki, she had a relatively pleasing scent. Though he would never say such things allowed, her left himself to ponder silently within the void of his concave mind.

Kagome slipped a little further into the ecstasy that was the ripping pain of a menstrual cramp as she dipped deeper towards the fire. The heat radiated off in waves, and slightly they soothed her aching soul; or at least, her aching uterus. She groaned and leaned back, poking once more at the steaming rabbit before her. Mentally proclaiming it was done, she popped the stick it was staked through and blew softly upon it.

…Mary never has to know…

Nibbling softly, she noticed not the sterling gaze of a Taiyoukai in wonder. Thoughts swam through his head as usual, but his eyes just graced across the fragile miko before him. Taking note to now finally notice that she'd grown only slightly since his last meeting with her before the sordid death of his little half-brother. The scent of lilacs and melon graced his nose, mixing with the sweet scent of vanilla that radiated from her form. How she processed such an exotic essence was beyond him, for the most he had managed to muster from a normal nijgin, or a nijgin hime for that matter, was the dignified stench of sweat and death.

While he calculated that she too held the redolence of growing and dying cells secreting from her, the sugary aroma that was just she covered it. He closed his eyes in a paused blink and drifted off into the eclipse of his mind, losing himself in thoughts of home, all the while her saccharine fragrance wafted into his nostrils and lulled him into a dense sense of amity.

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…This is my song…

Black haired whipped around behind a fur-clad headband. Young eyes stared out into the open air, thinking lost in wonder. What was he getting into? He'd already lost everything, was a deal with Naraku worth destroying what honor he had left? He was nearly two hundred and twenty years old, and yet he still made careless decisions as though he were only a hundred and thirty years old. He, knowing it more then anyone at this rueful, poignant moment, needed to do some momentous mellowing.

Then again a deal with the devil never leaves room for honor.

Muffled sighs broke the silence as he scratched his head, cracking his bare toes on the dirt barring cliff top. He closed his eyes. All that was left was to capture of the shards of life from the only time traveling miko in Japan, in order to capture her heart. He would get her, whether she was willing to admit it or not.

Even if he wasn't willing to either.

…Chanting my name…

Yes, this chapter took forever. No, I am not sorry that I neglected it. To tell you the truth, between basketball, play practice, ex-boyfriends, and little brothers, I had no time to mess around with my creative nature. But now a few of those problems have crossed of the list, that being about three things; though still hoping the little brother one will eventually be crossed off; (oy), I should have more time for y'all.

Ja ne!