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Your Lady Fractured Moonlight
Summary: Sesshomaru has lived centuries without the one thing he desires the most only to have her return with no memory of him or the life they had known. Can he accept her as he had once or will everything be lost to time once more? Will she love the beast within the man as she once had in a time lost to her? Will they learn to love or will their love vanish as though it had never been? Read and discover the untold story between Sesshomaru and Kagome and you might discover a love that can span the centuries!
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Moonlight's Embrace
Chapter 1
A restlessness, began to settle over her as sleep became an impossibility. She sighed deeply, her eyes trying to adjust to the dim light that came from the remnants of the small camp fire. She tried, with great effort, to push aside the stiffness that crept into her bones. Knowing it would not be as easily overcome as she had previously thought she decided to continue with her original idea.
It wasn't as easy to stand as she had thought but after a few moments walking became possible. The stiffness soon began to ebb as she left the hut, the bamboo mat swinging behind her at departure. She sighed deeply as the night chill set into her bones causing her to shiver slightly before adjusting.
She had no way of knowing what time it was here, or where exactly she had wandered off to for the woods that surrounded her took on a strange look. Their branches jutted up in the oddest of directions and the leaves that adorned them became harder to identify. And yet despite this she continued onward.
A foolish action on her part but her limbs had not felt the need to stop. The forest was a welcoming distraction to the depression of the night. Why did he always have to run off to be with her? Didn't she matter to him at all, even in the smallest of increments?
No matter how many times she had told herself that his heart belonged to another it didn't stop the sting of betrayal that speared her heart every time he ran after her. She loved him, she knew but could she wait forever for him to return her feelings. Would he ever love her as she did him or was it just an impossibility for him to do so? Either way she saw it. The look that would cross his face when he would look at her, it was almost as if he was looking through her to someone else.
But then there was his brother a curious Daiyokai indeed. One minute he swears he detests humans and the next a human child is his shadow. What was that about? She doubted that if she were to live a hundred years she would ever understand him.
Attacking his brother and herself with killer intent one minute than saving them the next. But than there were those times when he would look at her and she swore she knew him in a way no one else could. Moments that stretched on for eternity between them however silently.
She didn't have any time to react to the sounds of magic as they caught on the air spearing towards her, other than the harsh closing of her eyes that had been purely instinctual. Leaving her to wait for the attack that had set its sights on her and the inevitable pain that followed.
Sesshomaru felt the change on the wind suddenly and his heart leapt feeling the blood tie surge. He could feel it, her life pulse with each breath she took. 'NO!' his mind screamed as he instantly turned, his senses on full alert as he bolted off towards her. 'Kagome,' he prayed. 'I cannot loose you, not now, not when you know nothing of who you are……who we are. Please Kami I'm coming for you. Hold on' his heart pleaded. "Hold on!" he commanded her.
The forest blurred against the backdrop of midnight and his need, as the branches tore at him, digging in to the skin that only had his haori for protection. He raced like he never had before, running at speeds that were impossible. His heart commanding his body into action.
The metallic smell of blood tainted the air as his mind registered just whose blood it was. 'Kagome.' His mind was horrified as with one last leap he emerged in a clearing high above the trees. Her image sprawled out on the forest floor, raven strands spilling in every direction as her chest spilled its precious life force dampening the earth beneath her.
The day he had feared had come but he would not let it pass. No he would not loose her. He wouldn't stand for it. On shaky ground he landed and raced towards her. His chest contracting like a vice restricting his oxygen intake.
He could feel Tensaiga pulse and for the first time he did not debate with the swords will. His clawed fingers wrapped around the hilt as it slid it from its sheath, freeing the fang. His eyes that were focused on her began to loose its hold, glaring at the imps that were already trying to take her from him. With one smooth movement of the blade he dispatched them.
His vision returning as he waited for his blade of healing to take effect. He couldn't loose her he realised as he moved to cradle her unconscious form against him. Everything he had done years before had failed before his eyes. He realised as he held her close, that as long as he lived he would never forgive himself for this. How could he when the one he loved lay in his arms like this?
His ears picked up on the sudden faint pulse of her heat as it began to beat. The wound that had pierced through her chest began to close much too slowly for his liking. He moved to carry her, his relief immense, as his stride quickened. He would take her with him and he would never let her go. He couldn't, not now when he had faced the very thing had had done everything to avoid. No it wouldn't do. She would stay with him at his home if need be just as long as she needed to heal. Or so he told himself.
To hell with everything else, for all that mattered was the miko Kagome and only she.
The next few hours were the worst for him. He had returned to his grounds, taking her with him to his suite and effectively shutting everyone else out. With one exception of course, the little Rin. She sat waiting for the most part before sleep claimed her at the foot of his furs. While he remained unable to remove his hold from her limp body, with each minute that passed he could feel her life grow steady in strength.
The once white pristine bandage that wrapped securely around her chest, by his hand, now tinged a soft pink from previous blood loss. Her skin had become ashen as she looked like an angel of death rather than the woman he loved more than life itself. He watched as the hours ticked by his nerves growing tighter threatening to break.
"Damn it!" he cursed audibly forgetting about the sleeping girl at the foot of his furs. Looking over at her momentarily, seeing her stir briefly before settling back into her deep sleep. She was so much like the woman he held in his arms whose warmth was gaining. She was slowly beginning to heal thanks to his father's gift that at first had been a curse.
Her body began to shift. The muscles he knew all to well were coming to life once more. He felt her powers surge and than subside retreating back into her. He watched as they twitched again before nothing, remaining unconscious.
His patience as the night ticked on was already beginning to fade weighing thin. He hated this, not being able to look into the eyes that captivated him nor hear his name softly uttered from her perfect lips. He hated the helplessness of the situation.
He hated the vulnerability that set in around her. He hated the fear created in such situations as this but than again, his mind reasoned, if he didn't feel like this how was he to know where he stood with her. How was he to know that the very heart he had tried to suppress had begun to beat again, that his heart still held the same deep, unshakable love as the centuries before her return?
She drew his focus as her muscles twitched and her eyes opened slowly. His mind gasped as she looked at him, her eyes full of the remembrance he had longed to see for so long as her fingers moved to linger on his cheek. And in the next moment the look he had yearned to see had gone from her eyes completely.
The warmth of remembrance fading from her eyes as they became dark and wide with shock more than fear. Her mind racing a million miles a minute. 'Oh my god I'm touching Sesshomaru.' 'Oh my god I'm in Sesshomaru's lap.' 'Oh my god what am I doing?!!!!!'
"What am I doing herahhh?" She screamed eyes wide as she pushed herself free from his embrace falling backwards against the furs. An action she regretted instantly when her back hit the hard floor beneath bringing forth a wave of pain that made her dizzy. A dizziness not solely blameable on her injury but rather the few strange visions that were surfacing in a part of her brain that she had never been able to feel before. There was little doubt that these memories belonged to her but what was being displayed became fractured.
Bits of memory instead of a full documentation of events crashed against her incomplete. She saw a vision of herself in his bed, underneath him in the heat of passion screaming his name, his lips nearing hers underneath a Sakura tree, their secret meetings under the protection of the stars as she heard his very words.
'Farewell ,my Kagome' his voice a mere echo of the wind. As she felt the distinct sensation of falling backwards just lingering in the darkness of time.
She struggled to sit up against the onslaught of fractured dreams that continued relentlessly. The air in her lungs became restricted as each breath became a battle. These strange surroundings and the feelings that coursed through her bringing her to a whole new uncomfortably factor around him.
His hand reached out to aid her in her task, helping her sit up right before darting across the room to the open shoji screen. The moonlight dancing about his face casting him in a godly light before she was all to quickly reminded of the nude form in her minds eye.
A thick blush coating her cheeks as she tired in vain to hide it. Her fingers wrapping, toying, and playing with her long hair as a means to distract herself from whatever she had been thinking about. A distraction that brought another air of beauty about her in his eyes.
Her eyes looked over to him where he was faced with the same look he had glimpsed moments before. The look of memory taking over her usually mudded brown eyes taking on a slight honey look. His mouth gaped slightly as he looked at her swearing that his heart had nearly stopped.
She was gorgeous. Not that she hadn't been beautiful before but this, this was something else entirely. His heart nearly stopped as he looked her over, his mind racing, blurring against the backdrop of his room, making him unprepared and ill equipped for Kagome's next actions.
He had not prepared for her to step towards him as she had, nor for the look that flashed across her eyes. What had she remembered? His question was answered shortly when she asked the very thing he had waited centuries to hear come from her lips.
"What is this, these memories?" her question caused his eyes to widen more if that was remotely a possibility as she moved towards him. Stepping so closely he could feel her breath wash against him, her scent torturing him containing no fear as it never had. His mind told him to stop this, to give her more than adequate cause to fear him while his heart implored him to take advantage of the opportunity that had presented itself.
"What is my relationship to you?" she breathed as her fingers moved to linger on his pale cheek, feeling the cool skin beneath them. Her face slowly inching closer to his, an action that became far more than he could bare as he pressed his own lips hard against hers. His arms threw themselves around her waist pulling her hard against him forgetting about her injury that was just barely there.
'What the hell have I done?' His mind chastised himself as their kiss lingered on underneath the beam of moonlight that shone about them. 'Kami what have I done?'