InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Deeper Destiny ❯ Chapter 11

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A Deeper Destiny: Chapter 11

Disclaimer: Don't own Inuyasha, Rumiko Takahashi does..

Kagome smiled suddenly, her deep azure eyes mirroring the smooth, glassy surface of the pond. She sat there, beside the pond, but her mind was leagues elsewhere. A small, gentle smile upon her lips, a pretty trace of pink in her cheeks, and a happy heart; she closed her eyes. As a breeze tossed her hair over a shoulder and she dipped her head, a verse from a song popping into her head.

Kono chi ni chikara o
No ni hana o
Kokoro ni ai o

A pair of eyes watched from behind a tree as her she lifted her face; eyes still closed, and let her song fill the air.

Nee
Kono mimi o
Oshiatete
Kikoeta
Inochi no zawameki Sou oboeteru
Atatakana
Kodou ni
Tsutsumareteta koto

Standing slowly, she opened her eyes. The figure in the tree watched, mesmerized, as beautiful cerulean sleeves slid down pale, slender arms. A pair of delicate hands disappeared into the same sleeves. His eyes trailed up her body to her face, breath hitching at her brilliant sapphire-hued eyes. Almost stumbling, he slid further behind the tree as she began to walk by. As she passed, he leapt soundlessly into the branches of the tree.

Dare ka no koe mo?
Dare ka no kizu mo?
Kikoenai
Furi o suru Sonna minikui kao ni
Damasarenaide Ima sugu ni
Ai ni ikite

Kagome’s voice rose on the last vowel, eyes closing again. The person in the trees paused in mid-leap, caught up in the woman’s song.

Kono yo ni umarete Anata no me ni Nani o utsushite
Stopping beneath a rather low tree with dense branches, she took a deep breath, and continued her song. Hair blowing wildly behind her, she cast a shrewd eye behind her. Her long, obsidian locks hid her furtive smirk. The figure landed in the branch behind her, and lowered himself; claws extended.
Ima kono chi ni chikara o No ni hana o Kokoro ni ai o...
Reaching for her hair, his hand closed around air as the strange, blue-eyed miko darted forward. Retracting his arms, he froze as the tip of a large, menacing sword was pointed at his face.
Kagome lifted Tetsuaiga to the demon’s throat, studying the male with narrowed eyes. Long, black hair, and dark, violet eyes framed with thick lashes. The demon stared back at her.
“Who are you?!” The Youkai rose his hands defensively and dropped from the tree, getting up with a flourish.
“I’d should like to ask you the same question, miko.” A muscle in her jaw twitched as the Youkai looked her over, anger rising as he stood leisurely before her.
“I asked first.” She gripped Tetsuaiga tight as she felt her miko surge. A quick glance at the sword was her only reaction when she felt her powers course into the fang blade. The man smiled, violet eyes dancing.
“Why, I am Mareo.” Smiling jauntily, he bowed again, this time somersaulting backwards a few feet farther way. 'Mareo... Uncommon.' Pulling a pair of kodachis from his back, he came at her, feet barely touching the ground. Kagome brought up Tetsuaiga and blocked the twin attack. Desperately wishing she had the inner sleeves of her Chinese robes, her mind searched frantically for a way to counter the double blades. She briefly pondered using Inuyasha’s strategy; attack head-on. Shaking her head, she just barely dodged the smooth arc aimed at her throat. Leaping backwards, she decided against using the wind scar. Mareo was too fast, he’d dodge it easily. She gritted her teeth as she came to a realization; she’d have to get up close and personal. She didn’t have to wait long as he came at her again. He managed to slice through her kimono and leave a thin cut on her thigh, but she effectively left a slash in his side. They jumped apart and struck again. Swiftly sidestepping him, she brought Tetsuaiga down on one of his kodachi, effectively knocking it from his hand. Before he could react, she allowed a stream of miko to flow from her hand and wrap around the remaining blade, then grabbed his empty hand. A fluid quick to his groin and he was down, Tetsuaiga pointed at his throat. Mareo glared up at her angrily.
“Damned miko. How dare you taint the sacred land of my Lord.” He hissed at her nastily. Kagome allowed the tip of the fang blade to pierce his skin.
“Miko I may be, but--”
“Kagome!!” Said woman stopped mid-sentence as the Taiyoukai appeared in sight, standing regally on his Youkai cloud. His golden orbs flashed with worry, his mouth a thin line. His eyes widened a fraction and his lips thinned even more as he touched ground.
“Sesshoumaru!”
“My Lord!” The silver-haired Inu-Youkai removed his haori and wrapped it about Kagome, whose kimono was hanging in tatters about her.
“Are you all right, Kagome?” The blue-eyed miko nodded, to which he exhaled in relief. “Release him.” The two ignored the bleeding violet-eyed Youkai on the ground, who was dazedly murmuring his assailant’s name.
“What?! But Sesshou! He attacked me!” Golden eyes narrowed.
“I will deal with him.” Kagome frowned, but withdrew Tetsuaiga and sheathed the blade. She yanked her miko from round his kodachi none too gently. **** sat up, holding the cut at his throat. He stumbled into a kneeling position.
“My Lord, please--”
“Silence.” Sesshoumaru bit out, turning to the heavily wounded man. “Get yourself cleaned up and report to my office.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
“Now leave.” Mareo bowed and darted off ungracefully. Kagome stared up at him silently as he turned back to her.
“Sesshou...” The Taiyoukai shook his head. Instead, he took her face into his hands, caressing her cheek softly. His brow furrowed when he discovered a thin slice on her left cheek. Dipping his head, he licked the cut gently. Kagome blushed as his warm tongue bathed her flesh, her stomach feeling hot and flip-floppy all of a sudden. Watching as the cut mended from the healing properties in his saliva, he scanned the rest of her body. Crimson was started to seep into his haori. In one fluid motion, he gathered Kagome up into his arms and leapt into the sky in the direction of his chambers.
Landing gracefully on the balcony to his room, he slid the shoji door open and strode in, wounded miko still in his arms. Kagome was blushing the entire time, trying not to shiver every time her cheek brushed against his bare skin.
“Sesshou, I’m alright. I’ll only stain your kimono.” Her words fell on deaf ears as he continued his march to yet another shoji door. He slid this one open as well and Kagome gasped when she recognized the hot springs she’d been bathing in ever since she arrived here. “Huh? But I thought...” Sesshoumaru chuckled.
“You are staying in the Western Lady’s chambers, are you not?” Her mouth snapped shut, a bright red painted on her cheeks. The Taiyoukai stopped at the edge of the spring. Kagome began to squirm in his arms.
“I can take it from here, Sesshoumaru.” She eeped as he tightened his arms around her and stepped into the spring. He placed her gently beside him, but didn’t relinquish his hold on her waist. Kagome cast her gaze downward, trying not to stare at his chest.
“Disrobe.” Her head snapped up, mouth hanging open.
“What?!” Sesshoumaru stared back at her unfazed.
“Disrobe, or is it your custom to bathe in your clothes?” Kagome humped, then turned around as she pulled off his haori and what was left of her shredded dress. After wringing out the soggy garments and placing them on the stone floor, she almost screamed as Sesshoumaru added his hakama to the pile as well. Spinning round, she turned her back on him. She jumped as his hand gently took hold of her shoulder.
“Have you rinsed the blood off?” She turned around to face him, keeping her eyes locked on his face.
“Um, yes.” Her heart began to beat erratically was his hand slid down her arm to grasp her hand.
“Then come.” He turned around and pulled her along. She followed unresistingly, suddenly suspicious of the smirk she heard in his voice. ‘Did he just tell me to come?’ Sesshoumaru’s smirk grew when he smelt the spike in her arousal. He brought her to the far edge of the spring, where the textured rock climbed up the wall and created an alcove filled with towels and bathing yukata. Snagging a towel for each of them, he handed Kagome hers and looked at her expectantly.
“Ladies first,” he said smoothly, concealing his delight behind serious eyes. But she must have caught a glint in those golden orbs, because she frowned.
“Turn around, and then I’ll get out.” Sesshoumaru blinked innocently, but did as she said. When he was sure she was out and decent, he climbed out as well, taking his time as he wrapped the towel around his waist. Kagome stood hesitantly in the corner, in front of the shelves, staring at the floor. Willing the smirk away, he stepped right up to her and pressed close, reaching for a pair of yukata on the highest shelf. He felt the heat in her body rise, and felt his own parts of his body reacting. Kagome dressed in her yukata quickly, then stood shyly before him.
“Open your yukata.” Her mouth dropped open, sapphire eyes flashing indignantly.
“WHAT?!”

A/N: Chapter eleven is done. I'm actually a few chapters ahead, I just have to fill in the chapters in between. So be patient everyone! Btw, Mareo means uncommon.


Ai no Uta [Song of Love] Performed by Every Little Thing


[First Five Verses]


This world is filled
With the perfume of flowers.
I feel love
Don't you hear that soft sound --
Follow the joyful beat of my shy heart.

Who was that voice?
Who said those unkind things?
That insensitive facade was a mask.
Now love touches me.
In this twilight,
I see you,
Share everything.

Now this world is filled
With the perfume of flowers;
I feel love