InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bonds ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Bon: I miss seeing you everyday.

A couple seconds later.

Bon: Maybe we can do something together over the break?

Maybe… just the two of us?...

Kagome giggled happily as she read over the message Bon had sent her for the millionth time. They'd been texting for the last several days, since break started really, it had started out simple, mostly about the upcoming courses when they started high school and then slowly turned into what she would call innocent flirting.

Her finger ran over the keyboard, typing yes- but she hesitated pushing send.

Since having taken the exorcist exam Kagome had been spending time with her mother, (having just come back from spending two weeks with her), even reconnecting with her human friends. And in that time she had cut off all communication with the pack, ignoring their messages and calls in favor of being with her family- and away from the mission.

A small part of her craved the normalcy of her old life; hanging out with friends, talking to cute boys -Bon coming to mind-, and coming home to tell her mom about it.

As things were now, she was back to living two lives, and struggling to find balance within herself. She wasn't human anymore, there was demonic energy within her that she was still learning about and those in the pack didn't seem to realize that even though 500 years had past, those years had passed them- not her, and she was playing catch up.

Maybe if she told her mother about it, explained herself, she'd be able to settle the anguish in her heart.

An aura rose up behind her, and she spun around quickly only to come face to face with her pack alpha in the entirety of his youkai glory. His massive stature looming above her ominously.

"Sess- Sesshomaru? Wha- what are you doing here?" She asked in a stuttered rush, her hand clenching her phone.

He raised a brow. "You are a member of my pack; it is my responsibility to look after you," Her lips thinned, and brow knotted. This didn't seem right; he never came to see her unless he felt it was necessary.

"It is also my duty as your alpha to ensure you fulfill your orders,"

Her eyes fell, looking at the floor as she slowly shrunk away from his imposing body. "I get it, okay!" She growled back warily, glowering at him from behind her bangs. "But what about my life, my family!? You can't possibly expect me to cut out everyone that doesn't fit into your plans,"

His eyes narrowed. "Infiltrate the Vatican, locate and lead the son of Satan to our side. Mingling too much with the humans will only delay the inevitable. You are not human anymore, or are you still so naive as to think that they wouldn't hesitate to use you if they knew what you were?" His hand was at her chin, turning her to him. "My actions may appear cruel but I will not allow for your emotions to hinder our mission. I made certain allowances because of your past human nature but no more. From this moment forward I expect your full attention on the mission or I will remove such distractions by force,"

Her eyes that had widened almost fearfully began to water. He hadn't always been this way, this had never been as bad as it was now. And now she was trapped, if she didn't listen he'd kill them all. That wasn't just a simple threat, but a promise.

He was her alpha, there was no way to fight him and win.

"Fine," Her head lolled time to the side, exposing her throat. "You win,"

Breath ghosted over her pulse and she shivered with eyes pinched tight, a whimper building in the back of her throat when his fangs nipped at the sensitive skin behind her ear.

His voice dropped into a lower octave with a growl. "Your life belongs to me, remember that miko," He bit harder, blood trickling from the new mark.

She gave a sharp cry muffled by biting her lip as Kagome quickly nodded. The tears she'd been fighting finally falling in wet streaks down her cheeks.

~o.O~O.o~

The break flew by, most of that time being spent with Kagome getting used to being an exorcist-as Sesshomaru wanted things not regarding her mission and pack were put aside. Because so few people knew she was an exorcist -most thought her an exwire- Kagome was forced to work with the one man (demon) that had wanted her to become an exorcist in the first time.

"Good morning~" his voice broke through the veil, her eyes snapping open as her body leech forward from her bed and what had moments ago been a deep sleep. Sapphire eyes swiveled to the window just in time to see the demon come barging through in his usual fashion, his coat flowing behind him and curtains flapping at the sudden movement.

"Rise and shine my dear Kaggie-chan~, we have a very busy day ahead of us," he cheered loudly, throwing open the curtains wider than his entrance had created.

She growled low, shielding her eyes from the early morning sunlight now streaming into her room. "Couldn't this waited," her eyes fell to the alarm clock that read: 5:30 AM, her brow twitching.

Standing, she stomped up to him. "You keep me up all night, supposedly under some illusion of "training me" only to wake me up three hours later!" She finished in a scream. "What happened to you letting me sleep in today?!" Her finger shaking as she yelled.

His tone turned somber, everything but the mischief playing in his eyes fading, making him look sadder- something she never thought would be possible. "I am truly sorry that I cannot keep my promise to you my beloved Kagome, but tragedy has stuck far too close to home, we must be leaving soon,"

"Tragedy? Is my family okay?" Her anger quickly being replaced by fear, her hand gripping his sleeve.

His hand fell to her head, his eyes genuinely gentle as he looked into her lovely face. Aside from all his joking and constant teasing, he adored the little miko. Of all the things he said to her, he never lied, Mephisto could honestly say he was infatuated with her, bordering on love. Stretch that, he knew the feeling he felt for her was love, for in all the centuries he's endured, no one made him feel like she did. Nor had their nearness ever brought his soul such peace.

Though he feared few things, Sesshomaru's wrath was one, and if he even dared to think of stealing the dog's, unknowingly so, intended mate, Mephisto would be dead no matter the "friendship" they shared. Only thing to make him risk such a dire fate would be if she denied the dog's unknown claim, and reciprocated his feels. But such a thing would no doubt be forever out of his reach, for even if she denied the dog she would never agree to be his.

Shaking his head, Mephisto turned his attention to the unsavory task of telling Kagome such tragic news.

"Seems a friend of ours has passed, we must be heading to the funeral shortly," he told her gently, lacking his earlier enthusiasm, as he caressed a lock of her hair between his gloved fingers. Without Sesshomaru's watchful on the miko's every move, Mephisto would have to simply savor these stolen moments, and lingering touches.

"Ours?"

He nodded, gently caressing her face while pulling her close with his opposite hand at her back. "Yes, seems Father Fujimoto has passed, quite unexpectedly the other night while on a mission," it wasn't all a lie. The man had been protecting one of the boys he had taken in 15 years ago.

Shock and horror played out on her face. "Oh God! Yukio- Rin!? Are they okay?" She asked in a rush, her hands gripping Mephisto's waistcoat. "What's going to happen to them?"

He nodded softly, leaning close to her face. "Yes they are fine, but I have much to explain to you, my sweet Kagome,"

Her nose wrinkled worriedly.

"Please, get dressed, I brought you some clothes, and then I'll tell you everything on the way,"

Once Mephisto had left, without much of a fight surprisingly (most mornings she had to beat him out of the room for fear of him peaking on her), Kagome had simply stood there. Her mind was reeling at the initial shock that the man she'd thought of as an uncle, who'd she'd seen two weeks beforehand with Yukio, was suddenly dead. The man had always seemed invincible, beyond wise, and clever enough to rival a kitsune.

Thinking of the man she'd known all her life Kagome began thinking about her father: Hajimari Higurashi. Hajimari and Shiro had been lifelong friends because of their chosen profession. Yes, her father, once head priest of Higurashi shrine had been an exorcist. Though he had been a priest first and foremost, tending to the shrine and its patrons, as well as caring for his family. He'd been a good man, and his life ended too soon during a mission.

She could still clearly remember when he had taken her gently by the hand, and with the help of Shiro, explained that she had been born with "the sight" and that the "fairies" she saw were demonic spirits. Of course, as she got older, she pushed off what they had said, chalking it up to them humoring a small child and blocked out the creatures she'd seen. Wasn't until she fell down the well that she believed everything her father had said.

Sighing gently Kagame eyed the clothes Mephisto had left hanging on her chair. Most clothes he offered her were brightly colored full of clashing patterns, or worse they were revealing and far too suggestive. But these were surprisingly modest.

A black pleated skirt that stopped two inches above her black thigh high socks with a thick white band at the thighs. Next a white blouse with a black collar and black hem that was meant to be worn under a black blazer and black trenchcoat.

Putting the outfit on she smoothed out her hair before slipping into a pair of boots. She quickly fixed on her holsters with 2 Glock 22guns before putting on the trenchcoat. Although not as comfortable with guns as her bow, or sword for that matter, Kagome wouldn't feel comfortable taking those with her to a funeral, but also didn't feel comfortable leaving anywhere unarmed. The last several weeks had made it abundantly clear that it was best to be overly couscous even on a simple mission.

"Good your finally dressed,"

Kagome jumped with a scream, swiveling on her heel she came face to face with Mephisto sitting in her chair with the audacity to be drinking tea as he eyed her.

"You fucking pervert!" She roared pink coloring her cheeks, her rekai coming to life around her in a halo of glowing light. "Have you been there the whole time?!"

"Just long enough to see the good parts," he winked.

With a roar Kagome charged at him, intent on strangling him.

The time demon simply laughed, his eyes alit with mirth as he allowed the miko to chase after him. They ran up and down the hall and down the stairs, him smiling as he let her get within an inch of catching him.

Once at the door he stopped with Kagome slamming into his back.

"Come now Kaggie-chan, now is no time for playing," he grinned down, her nose wrinkled in anger as she glared up at him with a growl.

Taking her into his arms much to her anger, which he adored, he rushed them to the limo, a dozen black cars lined up behind it.

"What's going on?" She asked with a raised brow, eyes sweeping the car curiously.

"We're going to take custody of Rin and Yukio,"

Her voice was small, hinting at the sadness in her eyes."And what does that have to do with the small army?"

His eyes met hers mirthfully, and she shivered at the heat in them. "They're the sons of Satan,"

~o.O~O.o~

wolfYLady: There is chapter two! Yay! Although to be honest it feels far too much like a drabble series, hopefully the farther we get the more things will settle into a nice rhythm.

Hope y'all enjoyed and I'm sorry I don't have scheduled updates, as much as I would love to promise a chapter every week the truth is I only write if I have the desire and the time. Which my time is ever so fleeting as I just started a new job! *YAY ME* With my schedule I will have more time to write, which I'm really excited about!

FWI: Hajimari- means beginning.

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