It is time for Kagome's training to continue. I believe I'm going to do a bit of a time lapse here, so yeah…um hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters or story line, that belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Co.
Ch. 7
Three long, tiring months had passed since my training had begun. So far, I had learned more than I ever thought I would know in all my life. The training was difficult and a strain on my body. There were many mornings where I woke up in excruciating pain from the exuberant training I was put through each night. Thankfully, my first night had paid off extremely well. I now knew how to heal all my injuries within a minute. The training was…interesting. It never ceased to surprise me when Nyata came up with some bizarre way to introduce a new ability to me. She would always say "This makes things more interesting" when I asked about it. My body was not morphed into a fighting machine. The styles of fighting came easy to me; as easy as breathing. Martial Arts were one of the easiest parts of my training. I adapted to it well. Nyata was always quick to praise me in my improvements as well.
However, that didn't stop the feeling of loneliness that I felt from time to time. I missed my friends dearly. Every day I thought about what could be happening on the other side of the well. I had no way of knowing if anyone was hurt or dead or just fine. It was hard because no matter how hard I tried, the worry was inevitable. I wanted to go back and visit, but I was always to nervous to voice my wish to Nyata. She was strict and often times, she was scary. The one thing I avoided doing was pissing her off. I learned that the hard way. I still shivered at memory.
Flashback
"Alright Kagome. Plant your feet about shoulder's length apart, straighten your back, chin up, knees slightly bent!"
I groaned. Nyata had been yelling orders at me since we had walked into the dojo. My frustration was getting the better of me. It was 'do this' and 'do that'. It seemed she was never satisfied with what I did. It was annoying. I felt like just sitting on the ground and saying to hell with it all.
My eye twitched with growing frustration and I had a scowl planted firmly on my face. My muscles were screaming for a break. We had been at this for hours! There was only so much I could take. I really wish I could pass out right now, that way I could rest for a bit. Sadly, that didn't happen. Instead, I got an earful.
"You're still not doing it right!" Nyata growled, "Keep your feet right there!"
Giving up, I let out a scream of anger, "I'd get it right if you'd stop yelling at me dammit!"
Nyata looked shocked before her eyes narrowed dangerously. I immediately knew I was in trouble. That look screamed 'kill'. It was a look of pure anger and scorn. "Stop yelling at you huh?" Nyata chuckled, but it wasn't full of amusement. Oh no. It was full of something else; spite.
"Kagome I have had it with you. The reason I'm yelling at you is because you are becoming to accustomed to getting things right the first time. Now you need to get you act together young lady! I have had enough of your stubbornness. Grow up! Now take your stance like I ordered or you will rue the day you pissed me off!"
I gulped audibly and obediently took my stance. I knew then that an angry Nyata was a big danger zone.
Flashback
After that night, I became the star pupil. I didn't complain not once. I knew it would only serve to start up and argument, and frankly, I didn't want to have to put up with it. I found shortly after, that I was improving a lot better without the tension. Training became a lot easier. I caught on faster and gathered the skills at a faster pace. We sometimes found ourselves finished before my training ended. If that happened then Nyata would just review me on previous skills.
During the days, I continued my life as a normal ningen going about her everyday life. I went to school and continued my studies as if nothing was changing. My friends stopped being concerned about my health, and my grades improved drastically. I had begun a ritual of the day. Wake up, heal, shower, go to school, come home, do homework, eat dinner, relax, go to sleep, train. It was all the same every day. I found myself becoming bored with doing the same thing everyday.
Today was a special day for me. I had decided to do something different with my schedule. Today…I was going shopping! I was excited. My plan was to get a new wardrobe. The change had to be to something that was easy to fight in but durable. It had to fit nicely and not be uncomfortable. Another thing I was hoping for was a bit of sexiness to the outfit. If I could find that, I would be set. No more hideous schoolgirl uniform.
After school, I made a bee-line straight for the nearby bus bench. The next bus would be showing up at any second now. It was 3:55 and the bus time was 4 o'clock so I had some time but the bus never was exact so better to be safe than sorry. I sat down on the bench comfortably and took out a text book. I would get a head start on my homework while waiting for the bus. It was great being able to open a book and actually understand what was inside. I quickly looked around for anyone who might be near enough to see me. When I didn't spot anyone, I waved my hand over the top of the book, instantly sucking up the contents of the book. I took a deep breath as I felt the knowledge fill me head. Now my homework would be no problem. I know it was sort of wrong to use my powers to cheat on my school work, but it didn't matter if I was going to be leaving in a few months anyhow.
I opened the notebook where I had the assignment written down and began to work. I got about half way done when the bus pulled around the corner. As quick as I could, I placed the book back inside my backpack and boarded the bus, inserting the toll as I headed towards a free seat. The bus started off again and I just watched as the scenery flew by; people rushing here and there in the hustle and bustle of life. This is one thing I didn't like about this era; everyone was in such a hurry to get somewhere. There was no time to stop and enjoy life while you could.
As the bus pulled into the mall district, I pulled on the rope above me to signal my stop. The bus rolled gently to a halt and I stepped off the bus quickly. It didn't waste any time speeding away to continue on its route. I sighed and looked up to the large building in front of me. My mood brightened exponentially and I rushed through the mechanical sliding doors into the cool, air-conditioned mall.
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"Tetsusaiga!" Inuyasha yelled while slicing through an overgrown hair ball of a bear demon.
The demon was tall and furry. Its face was scrunched up in a snarl as it continued to try and fight the attackers. The demon stood about fifty feet in the air on its hind legs. Its claws were truly formidable as they were as sharp as any sword.
The Inutachi had been pleasantly scouring the land for any trace of Naraku when the demon had revealed itself. It was clear that the thing was under influence of its true demon side. Inuyasha, being the usual brash hanyou that he is, immediately drew Tetsusaiga and prepared to attack. Sango and Miroku sat atop Kirara high up in the air looking down upon the gruesome demon. "I wonder if it has a jewel shard," Sango wondered aloud. She was not answered because Kirara had to quickly swerve to miss and oncoming claw. "Hiraikotsu!" she yelled, sending the giant boomerang at the demon. The weapon spun furiously towards the angered demon but missed slightly as the demon bent to take a swipe and Inuyasha.
"Wind Scar!" Inuyasha yelled. The swirling vortex of power known to kill a hundred demons in one sweep went barreling towards the bear and as it neared, the demon screeched loudly, obviously in fear. The wind scar enveloped the demon and it was blown to bits.
With a smirk and a 'humph' Inuyasha sealed the Tetsusaiga and looked up to Sango and Miroku. Kirara flew down and landed on the ground with a thud. Sango and Miroku hopped off the twin-tailed cat demon and she transformed back into her miniature form. Inuyasha smiled, "Well that was easy. Not much of a fight if ya ask me. What a weak demon!"
Miroku chuckled, "Always the same Inuyasha. Too bad the demon didn't have a jewel shard."
"Yeah, but that's one less demon to attack a harmless village," Sango said, stepping out from behind a tree. It was clear she had disappeared to change back into her regular kimono whilst the boys were chatting. Shippo dashed up and onto Inuyasha's head.
"Nice work Inuyasha!" he squeaked.
"Yeah, yeah. Now get off my head!" Inuyasha growled. He began to jump around desperately trying to get the kitsune off his head. "Dammit Shippo let go!"
"Stop jumping around first! Ahh Kagome help!"
Everyone stopped and went quiet. It was well-known that the inutachi was missing its miko companion. It just wasn't the same without her. She had been gone for three months now, and things had yet to seem normal. The need for her companionship had never truly been acknowledged until she was actually gone for an extended amount of time. It was hard on the group because she served as the peace maker when quarrels started between Inuyasha and Shippo, or when Miroku groped Sango and Kagome was there to stop the demon huntress from decapitating the monk.
Sango sighed, "Things just aren't the same without her."
Inuyasha growled, "Yeah well it was her idea to go! Who needs her anyway!?"
They all knew that was just Inuyasha's way of covering up the fact that he missed the woman dearly. Miroku gave him a look that clearly said you miss her and you know it.
Growling deeper, Inuyasha turned on his heel and headed for Kaede's village, the rest followed shortly behind. On the way back, Inuyasha looked up to the clear blue sky and thought, it really isn't the same without you Kagome. When will you come back?
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I looked up from my stack of paper work when the sound of Rin's laughter reached my ears. I looked out the window and saw her running around with a hand full of flowers. A smile slowly crept across my face unwillingly. She was always so full of joy. It was a mystery how those villagers could have hurt her so. The poor girl had been cast out by her village when her family had been slaughtered by bandits. Rin was the first human to ever look upon this Sesshomaru and not see a blood-thirsty monster. It was…nice not to be feared by the child.
The passed three months had been too slow to my liking. The days couldn't seem to go by fast enough. I was constantly busying myself with simple tasks to keep my mind from my brother's miko. She had plagued my thoughts from the moment I saw her enter that insufferable well. Five months was entirely too long for the girl to be gone. He wanted her back already!
Did this Sesshomaru just say that he wanted the miko back? Why would I say such a thing?
Because you like the miko. miko is the one! She will be mate! We want her! I want her!!
Patience
We have waited too long already. Must be near mate, my demon whined.
There is nothing this Sesshomaru can do at the moment. She is out of our reach.
The demon let out an annoyed howl at the declaration. I had found my demon becoming more and more restless the longer the miko was gone. It was becoming a nuisance to my everyday duties. I found my demon interrupting my paperwork, training, sleep, anything. He was bound and determined to drive me crazy with his please for the miko
Her name is Kagome. Kagome shall be our mate. Not miko. Kagome.
I sighed, Fine. Kagome it is. My demon had also taken to calling her mate, which was clearly a sign of acceptance. I couldn't understand why my demon wanted a human for a mate. It was so…unlike the animalistic side of me.
She will make a fine mate. She is strong, feisty, stubborn, beautiful. She has a body for bearing good pups, and image of my demon grinning flashed in my mind, I look forward seeing her writhing beneath us in pleasure.
My eyes flashed red for an instant at the image of the miko doing just that. It was truly and arousing feat just picturing it. The miko…Kagome was a beauty to behold that was for sure. She was HUMAN though!
Me don't care if she human. She make excellent mate. WE want her. You want her. You too stubborn to admit it!
Maybe my demon was right, but I wasn't about to admit it just yet. We had yet to even speak to the ningen yet let alone get to know her. That was the most important thing to do. First it was gaining her trust. That would be the hardest part.
Maybe. Maybe not. Kagome is smart. She will know. She will be ours!
We shall see demon. Do not get your hopes up yet. We have yet to even see her.
The demon was silent for a moment, she will be ours eventually.
And then he was silent. My demon tended to do this to me. He would growl his demands and then recede if denied. Only when I lost control of my temper, did his chains break. My demon was dangerous if not controlled properly. He was the more animalistic, wild side of this Sesshomaru. There was no telling what would happen should he get loose.
A servant gently knocked on the door. "Enter."
"Milord," she bowed. "It is time for dinner milord."
I nodded, "Very well." I exited the study and made my way to the dining hall. All the way there, I was thinking about what my demon had said to me. Was Kagome really what I wanted in a mate? Would she make a good mate? Yes, that much was certain. I had observed how she treated my brother's group in the past. She would make a wonderful mother as well. Her attentions to the kitsune cub were everything a mother would do. She was clearly the alpha of her pack for I had seen on many occasions her power over my brother through the subjugation beads. It truly was a humorous sight, watching my younger half-brother be subdued by a mere female.
I entered the dining hall to see Rin already seated at her place patiently waiting on my arrival. I had made sure the girl was properly instructed on how to be a lady. She would also be educated in as much as possible. My daughter deserved only the best.
"Good evening milord!" her happy face greeted.
"Good evening Rin."
I took my place at the head of the table. I lifted my chopsticks lazily and began to eat. Rin waited for me to take the first bite before eating; like a proper lady. Dinner was eaten in silence and once it was done, I retired to my bedchambers for the night. I had lain down to go to sleep when my demon uttered, she will be ours. Just wait. Bitch will be ours. Mate. I sighed in annoyance then relief as that was the last I heard of my demon before drifting off to sleep.
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Not one shop had anything close to what I was looking for. What did it take to find an outfit nowadays?! I was on the second floor of the mall, prowling the stores for anything that might have something relatively close to what I was looking for. I entered a Macy's and began to look around. I searched the racks of clothing for anything, ANYTHING, I could use and I found absolutely nothing.
I left the shop with my head hanging. This seemed impossible. The outfit I was looking for just seemed to be only applicable in my mind. With a sigh, I headed towards the exit. I was out and on the street in a few minutes. The bus stop was a good ways away. As I headed for it, I noticed the bus pull up and stop. Starting up into a dead sprint, I tried to catch the bus before it left. Luck was not on my side today. The bus closed its doors and pulled away when I was just feet from it. I let out a frustrated yell and stomped my foot. Now I would have to walk home.
With an annoyed sigh, I began my trek towards the Higurashi shrine. The shrine was about a forty-five minute walk from here, so the sun would be going down when I arrived back home. It's not that I didn't mind walking; it was the fact that I would get a mouthful from Nyata for being late to training. Oh well, there's nothing I can do now.
As I continued down the road towards my home, something caught my eye. It was a weapons store. I dashed over and looked in the window. I smiled when I saw that the place also sold clothing. The sign stated that the store was open, so I pushed open the glass door that was stained with finger prints and walked inside.
The room was small. It smell like metal and dust. The obvious lack of customers was written on all the walls. Not a single weapon space was empty. I continued venturing through the small shop when a voice called to me. "You know this is a weapons shop right? This isn't the place for a girl like you to be wandering in to."
I turned to the man who had spoken to me. He was middle-aged. The middle of his head was bald and he had wrinkles to rival that of a used bed sheet. He was thin and muscled, so he was in good shape probably from working with the weapons.
I addressed him calmly, "I didn't just stumble in here by mistake. I've been looking for an outfit that I can use to fight in. Something tight yet comfortable, easy to move in, durable and a bit of sexiness in it. Got anything like that here?"
The man laughed, "Why that's the funniest thing I've heard in ages. YOU need a fighting outfit. Just what are you going to fight little missy?"
Little missy, I thought with a twitch, oh no he didn't just call me little missy. I grabbed a pair of daggers on the side shelf and with an expert's skill, threw them directly at the man. His eyes widened when he saw them coming. They flew so fast, he didn't have a chance to move. The daggers landed on either side of his face and jutted out from the wall. He watched as a few of his mustache hairs fell from his face.
I cocked my hip to the side, put a hand to it, and said, "Now, do you have what I'm looking for or not?"
He looked from the daggers to me in fright, "Y…yes. Right this way. I believe I have something that may suit you nicely."
He led me into the back of the shop where more clothes were stored. He got a ladder and climbed to the third floor of a shelf. With his finger, he explored the contents of the shelf for something. With a quiet sound of accomplishment, the man came down from the ladder holding a dusty, brown box in his hands. He handed it to me, "This might be what you're looking for."
Before I opened it, I asked, "What is your name?"
"Bato," he smiled.
"Bato," I said, "Thank you."
He looked shocked then he blushed and put a hand behind his head. "It was nothing. Just…look and see if that's what you want."
I sat the box on an old table and lifted the lid slowly. The box was long and wide, the boxes used for storing clothing. As the lid came open, tissue paper leaked through the now open space. I removed the lid completely and went to remove the tissue paper next. The tissue paper fell away easily and I gasped. Inside the box was the perfect outfit. I lifted a finger and felt the material. Again, I gasped. It was…silky. Not what I was expecting. I lifted the outfit from the box. It was a top and pants. The top was just like a normal shirt from this time only it was tight and the stomach was cut off. The pants were tight as well, but were stretchy. They would fall to the feet and still leave a bit of slack.
I turned to Bato, "This is…I can't even begin to describe it. May I try it on?"
"But of course. There's a room right over there that you can use to change."
"Thanks."
I went inside the room and quickly changed into the outfit. There was a body-length mirror in the far corner of the room, and I stood in front of it to examine it more closely. My entire stomach was exposed. The top only came down enough to cover my breasts which were comfortably placed inside the fabric. They were easily seen as well, for the fabric actually helped in making them more noticeable. The sleeves of the shirt were short, barely falling over my shoulders. It was a tight shirt but very comfortable. I did a few movements in the shirt and found it very flexible material.
The pants weren't any different. They were tight, giving my hips a full, round appearance, and were just as flexible as the shirt. The pants slightly flared as they reached the bottom to fall over the black boots that I wore. The entire outfit was just plain black, but it was wonderful. It would be good camouflage too for the forests of the Feudal Era.
I stepped out of the room and noticed Bato blushing and trying to avert his gaze. I laughed at the man's embarrassment. "It's alright Bato. You can look. I need another's opinion. What do you think?" I said, twirling once.
He cleared his throat, "It suits you well."
I smiled. I think that's all I was going to get out of him. I went back into the room and changed back into my school uniform, but not before looking at myself one last time in the mirror. I giggled when I noticed that the outfit gave my butt a more round look too. Now this was the outfit I could work with. It said 'back off. I'm strong and sexy and I'll kick your ass if you try anything.'
I came back out and walked over to Bato, "I'll take this."
He nodded, "I figured as much. You seem like a woman with a very hard journey ahead of you."
I sighed with a small smile, "You could say that. I have a question though: do you have any more of this outfit? In different colors or anything?"
Bato frowned, "I'm sorry but I don't."
My smile faded, "Oh."
He was quick to reply, "But…I can make more. I mean I do make all the things in this shop so…I could make some more of these if you'd like."
I looked at him in shock, "You made this outfit. But, you're a man, no offense."
"None taken," he laughed, "It's just I had an order placed by a woman once to make this outfit, but she never came to get it, so it's been in that storage room for almost ten years."
"Well in that case, I'll take you up on your offer. How much will it cost for ten of these outfits, each in a different color, not including this one?"
"Why ten?" he blinked.
"Because where I have to go, I won't know how long each of these will last. And they are very comfortable," I smiled.
He nodded, "It'll be about 300,000 yen to make ten of them."
"Deal. How long will it take to finish?"
He placed a hand to his chin in thought. When he looked up, he had a determined expression on his face, "Come back at the end of the month. I'll have them done by then."
"Thank you. Here's half now, you'll get the rest when I return," I said, placing the money on the table.
"Ah a wise business woman too. You are truly an extraordinary woman. What is your name?"
I hadn't realized I had not told him my name. I grinned, "I'm Kagome. Higurashi Kagome."
"A pleasure," he laughed. He handed me the box with the black outfit in it and I bid him farewell.
"I'll be back at the end of the month! Thanks again!"
"You're welcome Kagome. I shall have them done then."
I left the store and immediately I panicked. It was passed dark already. I broke into a sprint for the second time that day and hurried home all the while thinking, Nyata's going to kill me!
There we go. I know this didn't really have much to do with her training in this chapter, but I needed to get her a change of wardrobe. That school uniform just doesn't cut it. Btw, the 300,000 yen is about 300 U.S dollars so yeah…next chapter will be up soon. REVIEW PLEASE!!