Where there is love, I'll be there.
Sango's mouth dropped open in clear shock, and Miroku's eyes became wide. "Oh my, we missed that." He spoke, blinking.
"Where is my brother and the dead witch?" Sesshomaru snapped,
"You're hurting me," Kagome pulled against him; he glanced at her, "Be still and silent." He pushed his power over her, and the oddest thing happened: she obeyed him, which they all found quite odd; Kagome was NOT the obeying type.
"They left some time ago," Miroku said, standing tall. The wind was blowing his purple and black kimono, which was brushing against the grass.
"Slayer, you will find them, monk; you will explain what is going on, or shall I rip my brother to pieces?"
Sango nodded and took off, and Miroku put up his hands. "I assure you that Inuyasha does not need to be in pieces."
Miroku looked at Kagome, then back at Sesshomaru. "We know about as much as you; we noticed she was becoming a demon, of course, I would think that was because of your doing."
"You blame this on me?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant. The power you lent to save her- I believe your power is what changed her; you, after all, are the strongest demon I know."
"Flattery will not get you far, monk,"
"I'm flattered you think I'm flattering you, but that is also not what I meant."
"You lent Kikyo your power?" Kagome was looking at Sesshomaru. He glanced at her as she spoke. The wind blew her long dark hair over her shoulder, and she looked at him so innocently.
"I did not know it would have this effect," He told her,
"So, you regret it?"
There was her spirit. This was a trick question; he was wise enough to know that. "Your life, Miko, is not mine to regret or not regret, yet the mark on your head is."
"So, I have a moon on my head; who cares?"
"I care," He pulled her closer and turned her to him, "Do you not understand, has the half breed taught you nothing?"
"I don't understand; I don't understand a lot of things; all I know is I died, you saved me, and now you are mad; care to fill me in?" She rushed her words with slight anger.
"Do not be angry with me; I am not the one who did this to you."
"Yet you're mad at me,"
"I am not mad at you; I wish to know what is happening."
"Apparently, you already know, which is why you're mad!" She yelled, "Tell me, why does it matter if there is a moon on my head? I mean, I could understand if it was your teeth mark on my neck!"
So the half-breed did teach her something. Miroku slowly backed away and left the two; he went after Sango and the others.
"The moon on your head means more than you know,"
She gazed at him; it meant something to him; she could tell, "What does it mean to you?" She asked,
"Miko, it makes you the last female inu demon."
"This makes you mad?"
It was not that it made him mad; it made him worry; it made him thoughtful; it made her beautiful. Not that she wasn't already pretty in her own right.
They looked at each other, not saying a word.
"Sesshomaru!" Inuyasha snapped, and his brother turned his head. "Inuyasha," He spits,
"Let go of Kagome!"
"Miko, you will explain this." He ignored Inuyasha and pointed to Kagome's head; Kikyo smiled.
"Well, that is new," She stated with a slight glee in her voice.
"Do not play games with me; you will die."
"I had nothing to do with that, I assure you, you all wished to save the girl; I did what I could, now you blame me?"
"You are not without knowledge, wench,"
"Your right; I knew your power would affect her, but it was you who decided; tell me, did the thought of her becoming a demon cross your mind when you were lending her your power to live?"
Damn, in fact, he had; he wondered if his power would do it.
"I know you wondered if she would return like me, clay and dirt, yet she did not."
"I am not concerned with her being a demon; I am concerned with her status; you are aware of what this means,"
She smiled and nodded, "We are aware of what it makes her, but again, I had nothing to do with the outcome."
He narrowed his eyes. "You do not fool me, Miko," He looked at Kagome. "You will return with me,"
"Like hell, she will! let Kagome go!" Inuyasha yelled.
Sesshomaru turned Kagome's arm still in his hands. "You have no say, Inuyasha, and that's Kagome-sama to you, come Miko."
With that, he dragged her away, but she did not fight; she was tired of fighting, and she knew if she wanted answers, she would only find them with him.
Inuyasha was ready to go after her, but they held him back. Later that night, Inuyasha told Miroku he was confused about what to do. He loved them both. Miroku sadly had to pour out some sad wisdom onto his friend.
"If you loved her, you would have been there," Miroku then glided his eyes to Kikyo. "Anytime she comes around, you are not there,"
He looked back at Inuyasha, "And he was,"
"K, you make it sound like he loves her,"
Miroku shook his head. "No, he cares," But Miroku looked at the stars; he wondered though if caring would turn into something more, Because where ever Kagome was, love always blossomed.