Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi

Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Not me.

Summery: AU. There is talk about an angel in Tokyo, and an assassination attempt on one of Inutashio's sons. After years spent apart, Inuyasha living a life of privilege and Kagome fighting to survive, can fate bring these two back together?

Tokyo AngelChapter Three – Long Time, No See

"I no doubt deserved my enemies,

But I don't believe I deserved my friends."

-Walt Whitman

"Fuck, Sesso, what the hell happened to you?" Inuyasha stared in disbelief at his brother's white dressed shirt, the sleeve sliced away at the shoulder. Blood was soaked down his side and the scarlet stood out greatly against the stark white, but strangely none marred his arm. Inuyasha stepped toward his brother and gently sniffed at the red stain, his lip curling at the smell of Sessomaru's blood.

"Yes, Inuyasha, it is my blood." Sessomaru smirked, his eyes flickering behind Inuyasha before coming back to his brothers gold eyes, "And please censor your language." He added quietly as three other people came running into the alley, one of them yelling when she saw Sessomaru.

"Sessy, Sessy, Oh my god, WHAT happened to you? Are you all right?" A slight young woman ran to the towering lord, her small hands running over his arms, shoulder, and any other body part to try and find the source of the blood. "Who did this! Did they hurt you?" She sounded ready to go after the people herself, and with the fire blazing in her eyes, the determined tilt to her chin, and the stubborn set to her mouth it was possible that she was indeed thinking just that.

Kagome looked on in shock as a ridiculously small girl started to tug and push up Sessomaru's shirt to try and find the source of the blood. But what made Kagome go into a stupor was the fact that Sessomaru wasn't trying to stop her, and that as the small woman pushed up his shirt and passed her hands over his skin, a faint blush bloomed across his cheeks and nose and he looked faintly embarrassed. The Sessomaru she remembered was silent, stoic, and taciturn. But he always had kind eyes when he looked at her, and had even played house with her when Inuyasha was sick.

"See, Rin, I told you nothing would happen to him." A tall boy with violet eyes, whom Kagome recognized as Inuyasha's best friend, Miroku, said as he stepped closer to the blushing youkie and took in the amount of blood, "Well, not much." Rin shooed him away, and went back to fussing over Sessomaru.

Miroku sighed and went back over to the other girl who had run in with him. "Alas, my dear Sango, my insights are yet again spurned by the people I try to help."

Sango snorted and rolled her soft brown eyes. Kagome had seen this woman hanging around with Inuyasha as well, and had thought that she would like her upon meeting her. She liked that she was almost as tall as Miroku, feminine but solid, and didn't take any crap from anyone. Even her clothes proclaimed her personality fairly well, as she wore a dark blue shirt with the words "Bite Me" printed across the front above softly smiling feminine lips.

All of them were looking to Sessomaru and hadn't noticed her, not even Inuyasha who had been the one to knock her into a BRICK WALL. Slowly standing, wincing at the pain in her side, she saw Sessomaru glance at her, acknowledge her with a slight nod and felt slightly grateful for it. Which was pitiful if you think about it, feeling grateful that he acknowledged her, after she saved him. Well, maybe 'saved' is too strong a word, but still.

She ignored them as they had ignored her, and concentrated on trying to compartmentalize the pain and store it away. She had learned to do this, and found it tremendously useful when she felt like crying with the pain racking her body, and passing out. It made the pain bearable and leaving her able to function normally, though she briefly wondered if even the presence of such a talent made her abnormal.

Inuyasha turned at the sound of something moving, and remembered that he had thrown someone off of Sessomaru when he arrived. "Who the fucks are you? And what the hell were you doing to my brother?" He stared at the person standing before him, and was surprised at how small he was. He was tall, only a head shorter than him himself but was skinny, his clothes hanging off of his petite frame. Taking a deep breath, he was suspicious and disturbed not to smell a scent coming from this man.

He kept his head down and used his hood to hide his face from view, and Inuyasha found himself growing impatient from his continuing silence. "I said who the hell are you, Asshole! I have no problem with kicking your ass, even if you're a laughably scrawny man." Baring his fangs at the boy, he felt a vague unease at the way he was acting, and that didn't make any sense at all.

"Please stop, Inuyasha. Not only are you insulting me by insinuating that such a . . . small person could harm me, but your also insulting this woman who helped me." Sessomaru stepped in front of his brother and stared at the black angel who was hiding in the shadows. "Are you alright? What is your name."

Kagome looked up and was met with the most disturbing scene she had seen in a long time. They were all looking at her, all of them waiting for an answer. What was the question? Her name? She didn't want them to know her name, didn't want them to know that this is what she became. "I'm fine. Uh, I take it you're all right now?"

Her voice was sweet, melodious, definitely feminine but rusted, like an old guitar. Even though her voice was soft, and a little wispy, Inuyasha felt that he should know this girl. Even her face was familiar, even if the right half of it was slightly swollen and discolored. But he couldn't place her, his mind refusing to cooperate and he growled out in frustration. "He's fine. Have we met before, wench? You seem familiar." Her eyes opened wide in surprise and he felt a moment of satisfaction, knowing that he was right.

"I must admit that you seem familiar to me also." Sessomaru probed her with his eyes, trying in vain to remember where he had seen her. "Why can't I smell you?"

At first Kagome was insulted that they couldn't remember her, she was their friend and a part of their family for five years, surely they would at least remember her scent. But then she remembered that she had her scent shield up. She tried to step farther away from them, but when she moved her ribs protested loudly and she clutched her right side, wincing at the deep burning.

Inuyasha stepped forward when the girl clutched at her side and for a second he was afraid she would topple to the ground, completely forgetting that this was the girl that he believed to hurt his brother just seconds before. But the moment he moved to go to her side, her eyes hardened and she straightened, thrusting her hand in front of her, and a very strong pink shield appeared to stop him, or anyone for that matter, to come near her. Inuyasha stared at the girl, the realization that she was a miko registering in the back of his mind, but the one thing that held him captive was the fear in her eyes, fear of him. It didn't matter that he couldn't smell it, he could see it plainly enough. And for some bizarre reason, that cut deep and he had a hard time concealing the hurt in his eyes.

"You don't have to worry about Inuyasha," Sango said stepping forward, "He can be gruff but he won't hurt you." Sango eyed the miko shield and then looked at Sessomaru and Inuyasha, concern for them appearing in her eyes. "He's a big puppy, honest."

Inuyasha glared at Sango while Kagome snorted and gripped her side even tighter, ignoring the jolt of pain that ran through her. "Yah, uh, I'll stay on the safe side." She didn't feel sorry for causing the hurt in Inuyasha's eyes; she survived by being on the defensive and expecting the unexpected. It was a habit she wasn't going to apologize for.

Sessomaru eyed the barrier also but no wariness clouded his mind, only admiration at how strong it was even though she was hurt and obviously tired. "Miko, put down your barrier. My brother is an idiot and attacked without thinking; he will not harm you again." He waited but when she only stared back out at them, swaying slightly he spoke again. "I, Sessomaru Takahashi, son of Lord Inutashio and Lady Amaya, promise you on my honor that I will not allow harm to befall you." He sounded slightly irate.

Kagome looked at Sessomaru but called down her barrier immediately. Sessomaru would never allow anything to harm her now, not after giving his word. Sessomaru nodded, and Kagome looked away. "If your fine and everything, I think I should go."

Kagome moved a half a step back, when suddenly her hand was captured in between two warm, slightly soft hands. "Before you leave, Beautiful Lady, I would like to ask you one question." Miroku gently kissed the top of her hand, his breath fanning over her skin. "Would you do me the great honor of bearing my children?" He looked up at her and she could easily see his eyes laughing merrily up at her, even thou his face was set in a serious expression.

Kagome stared down at this strange boy kneeling before her and vaguely heard growling and could just make out Sango's eye twitching but she was mesmerized by this boy's laughing eyes, and twitching mouth. She knew he did this to every girl, and had even witnessed it before, but right now she found it extremely humorous considering the circumstance. They were in a dirty alley, two of them had blood on them, she was hurt, tired, hungry, and suffering a little from emotional shock. She still had warm sticky blood covering her hands, one of which was trapped in between his two large ones, but he didn't seem to care or maybe he just hadn't noticed yet. She knew she looked a fright, with her bruised face and messed hair; she might even have a little smudge of blood on it. And here he was, kneeling in a filthy alley (possibly in a puddle of piss) asking her to bear her children. So, it was gallows humor, it was still humor.

She wanted to laugh, but settled for smiling. "What would you do if I said yes?" She heard the growl suddenly cut off, and could feel the surprise from everybody, but what made her laugh out loud, really laugh for the first time in two years, was the way Miroku's eyes became huge in his face and she knew he had no idea what he would do if a woman said yes.

Her laugh filled the silent area and made Inuyasha happy. She didn't look like she laughed all that much and he was happy that she was, but hot jealousy rushed through his blood that it was Miroku holding her hand, Miroku who made that magical sound come out her mouth.

Her laugh triggered a memory and suddenly he wasn't in the alley, smelling piss and blood, no, he was at his old house chasing after her, playing tag, her laughter floating on the air to him. He could clearly see one memory so very well, as if it was just happened yesterday. They were in six grade and she had came to his house and her eyes had seemed sad, lost even though she smiled at him. He saw her smiling face as he laid his head in her lap, her strange gray eyes looking down at him with her slowing rubbing his ears and her hand sliding through his hair. "Inuyasha," she had softly whispered when she thought him asleep, her hot moist breath caressing his ear, "Don't forget me. Whatever you do, please, don't forget me." Her voice had been shaken and husky, desperation hidden away in her words, and he wasn't surprised when he smelled salt water. He pretended to be asleep even though he could feel her tears softly plopping on his forehead, his cheeks, nose and even his lips. As softly as they fell she wiped them away, silent though she cried.

He had felt so confused by her plea and wanted to ask why she would ask that of him. But he pretended to be asleep, and he still pretended when she tenderly replaced her lap with a pillow, lovingly brushing his hair out of his face, silent as she stood and walked out his room. He had still been laying there hours after he heard her shut the front door. Pretending.

"Kagome." He said her name on a sigh, and he saw Sessomaru sharply jerk his head at him, his surprise quickly hidden. He was in shock, complete and utter shock. This couldn't be Kagome, couldn't be the soft, loving girl he had abandon. Her eyes had been such a light color, almost silver, not this dark steel color. How could this be her?

Kagome abruptly stopped her laughter, self- conscious but lighter. She hadn't laughed in such a long time that she was afraid she had forgotten how. Something had shifted in her, as if a part of her she thought dead had risen from it's grave to burn bright again. It was a small part, but she felt that tiny inner glow like a wildly blessed inferno in the cold wastelands of her soul. It gave her strength, and as she straightened she thought it felt good to laugh. Slowly pulling her hand from the limp grasp of Miroku she looked around and was disconcerted to find the two brothers looking at her so intently. She felt like she had two powerful beams on her, she could practically feel their eyes.

"Kagome?"

It had been a long time since she heard her name being used without hate, malice, or rage coloring it; it sounded completely different the way Inuyasha said it, as if afraid she would float away if he said it too loud. He said her name almost reverently, as if he missed her. She stared at him blankly, wondering how he figured it out. If she should acknowledge him and confirm that, yes she was Kagome. But for some reason all she could do was look at him; at his slightly glazed eyes and parted lips. Maybe it was just her but she thought he looked afraid, happy, ashamed and joyful all at once. She felt suddenly exposed at the way he was looking at her, as if he could see inside her if he just looked hard enough.

"Kagome? Are you Kagome?" Sessomaru said loudly and when Kagome looked at him she was surprised to see that he looked a little hopeful, a little suspicious. Hell, she was surprised she could still read his feelings.

Then she smirked the way she learned from Inuyasha, mischief suddenly dancing in her dark silver eyes. "Hi, Fluffy."

WWWWWWWWW

;) I was going to make this a really long chapter, but it's three in the morning and I'm tired.

I didn't know about this chapter, I thought it was lacking something. Was it?

Anyway, the next chapter I'm really excited about. I'll give you a hint: Kagome's past is revealed a little. Only a little.

READ IMPORTANT READ: I let my friend read this story before posting it and she said that I should get rid of the quotes; that they distract the reader. I kinda like them, but you're my readers so tell me what you think.

mboosant cee noo mis been sleewapk (I'll see you again tomorrow)

-Dream-Walker1436