InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demon's Angel ❯ Broken Pieces ( Chapter 6 )

= Demon's Angel =

By: Youkai Yume

Yume: Oh! It's been so long since I've been here! I apologize for the far in between updates on this fic, but most of you know that I mainly focus on FMN. . .not to mention ideas for this fic is going uncommonly slow.

CF: So ashamed! {runs away}

Yume: {sweatdrop} Um, ne-way, another reason was my lack of inspiration for this fic. . .but I'm back now! So sit back, and enjoy this chapter! Oh, and from now on, Kagome will be referred to as "Tenshi," as this is now her given name. Thanks to Rin.

CF: Recap! Naraku erased Kagome's memory, and she's now under Sess's care. Rin has named her "Tenshi," ---meaning angel, coincidence? CF thinks not! And what about Inuyasha and the others? Okay, recap over! ^^

Yume: Oh, and special thanks to kiwi93089 {or Geta, whatever} for giving me new ideas to help me pull through this chapter.

Disclaimer: Must you add to my misery?

Chapter 6: Broken Pieces

A sense of dread ushered over the rag-tag group of shard hunters when Inuyasha's amber eyes grew dim with worry. Head upturned to the air, and nose inhaling the scent of his plummeting hopes. A low growl emitted from his throat, and his fists clenched in anger.

"He took her here," He breahted, "Naraku took her here," His head turned from side to side frantically, as if hoping by some miracle of a chance that Naraku would just pop out of nowhere with Kagome. But that was all it was, hope. . .the scent only lingered vaguely, showing signs that the occupants of the scents had long left the scene.

Sango moved from behind him to look around the area, eyebrows furrowed together in observation.

"There seems to have been a battle here. . ." She noted, crouching down and examining the dried blood that soaked on the ground. Not to mention some choppy pieces of tentacles still remained, causing Shippo to turn a nasty shade of green upon sight and smell of them.

"Ew! It smells even worse!" The little kitsune scrunched up his nose to emphasize his point. Miroku nodded.

"Yes, it could be possible that Kagome fought back against him. . ." He mused.

"Is Kagome capable of doing that much damage? I mean, by the look of things here, Naraku must've been severely injured," Sango started quietly. "Besides, was it even the REAL Naraku that she may have fought against? Or another one of his demon puppets?"

"That was no demon puppet," All eyes turned to the hanyou, whose anger seemed to radiate off of him in waves. "The scent of blood, it's Naraku's alright. . .he was here in person. . ." Amber eyes darted over the spot Sango was examining. He sniffed it a bit more. "Poison. . ." He whispered, and his mind clicked when he recognized the scent.

"Inuyasha?" Miroku inquired cautiously. He stepped back when the half-demon stood up almost instantly.

"This wasn't Kagome's doing," He looked at them, eyes clouded over with anger, worry, and a vengeful look. "The scent of poison. . .Sesshomaru's poison." A gasp rippled through the group, and Shippo nearly fell off his perch on Kirara's back.

"You mean Sesshomaru was in on this whole thing too!?" Shippo exclaimed. "Oh no! What if he and Naraku are secret partners in evil or something?"

"Think again, Shippo. If Sesshomaru's poison was detected in Naraku's blood, then it is most likely that he was engaged in battle AGAINST Naraku, not in alliance with him," Miroku said with an air of wisdom. Inuyasha remained silent, eyes glued to the ground beneath him.

"Do you mean to tell me that it was a possibility that Sesshomaru SAVED Kagome?"

"NO FRIGGIN' WAY!" Inuyasha shouted angrily, his teeth gritted in a forced manner, and his eyes flashed dangerously. "If anything, Sesshomaru's prubably just beaten Naraku at the task of killing of Kagome!" The group knew that the hanyou was being a bit hysterical now, but it couldn't be blamed. . .this was Kagome afterall.

"Calm down, let's not jump to any conclusions," Miroku said sternly. "Tell me, do you smell any of Kagome's blood in the surrounding area?" Inuyasha bristled a bit before looking away, his nose picking up the scents once more. He smelled Kagome, sure. He smelled her lingering fear, and the faint scent of her tears as well, but as far as blood. . .

"No," He answered, silently glad that she wasn't dead. Still, the hesitation and uncertainty of her safety for his miko would not leave.

"But if Kagome-chan isn't here. . ." Sango circled the area, "Then were is she?" A cold wind passed through them all, and even though it was morning, a chill went up their spines as if it were a winter night. Along the wind, the scent of the demon lord and miko were caught, and Sesshomaru's head turned west immediately.

"Sesshomaru. . .he took her. . ."

= ^_^ =

She smiled to herself, despite the empty void that echoed within her. Just for today, she had forgotten for a split second about her predicament. . .why should she dwell on it anyway? Doing so only reminded her of her vulnerability and helplessness, and she didn't know much about herself, but something told her that she didn't like feeling that way.

Besides, it didn't feel so terribly empty anymore, at least now she had a name. . .Tenshi, the little girl had named her. Whether it was her name or not, she wasn't going to let it dampen her lightening day. Though, her gracious host, Sesshomaru-sama, was already hard at work on doing that anyway.

Tenshi had noticed that he had grown increasingly cold (er) to her since she had gotten back from her little play date with Rin. The guy wouldn't even look at her! And she was getting really annoyed by it---not to mention she was afraid that she had done something that unintentionally offended him.

The young girl might not remember much, but she knew that it was best not to get on his bad side. . .His claws screamed "murder weapon." Still, she thought he was being quite the jerk all of a sudden.

When playtime was promptly over, he had looked at her for a split second with some unexplained emotion that made her knees go weak. Then just as quickly, he had harshly told her that she smelled of sweat and grime---"most revolting," were his exact words. To top it off, he told her that not even the flower wreaths that hung around her could help with the smell, and demanded that she take a bath immediately so as to not stink up the castle. . .

Oooooh! She nearly slapped him in pure anger! Tenshi knew that she had been a bit troublesome in her stay here, but that was no reason to go into maximum jerk mode! It was a good thing Rin's tug upon her sleeve and innocent stare calmed her.

Well, here she was, ready to take a long soak in the castles' hot springs. . .but she it was NOT because Lord Sesshomaru wished it, it was because she did indeed feel a bit dirty after having Rin tackle her into the dirt. Besides, it gave her time to cool off about her gracious host.

The warm water was indeed inviting, and not wasting another moment, Tenshi began to rid herself of her dirtied clothes, shivering slightly at the cool air, and scrambling quickly into the water.

"Ahhhhh," She let out a satisfied sigh as she sunk into the relaxing abyss. All of her stressing thoughts washed away, and Tenshi felt herself forgetting about the demon lord's cold manner. Though, there wasn't much there to forget in the first place. . .

`Great, I'm back to sulking over my lost memories. . .' She thought bitterly, and sunk even lower, pouting into the lapping water. Tenshi remembered nothing before all of this. . .what if she had always dwelt here with Sesshomaru-sama and Rin? And didn't know it?

No, that made no sense, otherwise they would've known about her name. . .still, it was unreal. . .this feeling she got when she was with Sesshomaru, as if she's met him somewhere before. There was a certain familiarity when she spoke, looked, and interacted with him.

The way he moved, acted. . .Tenshi knew she didn't know much about him, for they had just met, but somewhere in the back of her mind---perhaps her lost memories, told her that she KNEW just exactly how he acted, moved, and spoke. . .

"But that can't be. . ." She groaned, taking a piece of cloth and scrubbing her arm lazily. "If I was so familiar with him, my name wouldn't be Tenshi. It would be, would be. . ." She furrowed her eyebrows together. Nope. Her name still eluded her.

Sighing, Tenshi's eyes wandered over to where her discarded clothes lay, and over to the folded kimono that she was supposed to change into after she was done. Another thought struck her head; why was it that she wore a different style of clothing instead of the kimonos that everyone else wore?

"Maybe I'm from a different country, or village. . ." She thought idly to herself. Perhaps her different clothes could give her a clue as to where she came from. Or perhaps it indicated her social status in society.

"What if I'm a servant?" Tenshi scowled. That wasn't a pleasant thought, and she knew she wasn't royalty. . .all royalty didn't wear their kimono (if that's what you called it) as short as hers.

A thought worse than her earlier presumption crossed her mind, and she nearly stood up from her bath in horror at the thought.

"What if I'm a. . .a prostitute?!" Tenshi exclaimed in a rather paranoid voice. Did she dare ask Sesshomaru? Perhaps he might know about the origins of her clothes. . .She relaxed again into the water, the piece of cloth slipping from her grasp and floated slowly on the surface of water.

Looking into her own reflection, in the liquid surface she had the sudden urge to reach out and touched it. It rippled under her fingertips, and her image became distorted in the hot spring. Tenshi suddenly felt saddened once more. `I didn't even know how I looked like until now. . ."

= ^_^ =

Books and scrolls, hundreds of them mounted in his vast library, and yet not a single one that could tell him how to reverse the spell that Naraku had cast over the girl. Sesshomaru went over to sit on a nearby Tatami mat, Rin in her corner drawing on her own parchment looked up to gaze at the demon lord quizzically.

"Is something wrong, Sesshomar-sama?" She asked innocently. The demon lord did not turn to her, and remained silent for several moments. When he didn't answer, Rin decided to speak. "Rin likes the pretty lady Sesshomaru-sama brought home," She piped, focusing back on her drawing. "Did Sesshomaru-sama find her like Sesshomaru-sama found Rin?"

The taiyoukai was at a lost for words. He didn't really want to be thinking about the girl now, but it seemed inevitable. And now Rin. . .Thinking upon the child's question, he mulled over the moment when he had saved her from Naraku's clutches, so eager in her safety simply because she was almost akin to the angel.

"Yes, Rin," He answered the little girl absently, and turned when she giggled.

"Does this mean that Tenshi going to stay with Rin, and be Rin's okaasan?" She gushed. Sesshomaru froze, and looked warily over at the eager child. Her large brown orbs sparkling in hope. He sighed, how he hated to burst her bubble.

"Rin, I really do not wish to speak of that woman---"

"Tenshi!" She corrected abruptly. Sesshomaru hesitated, not really wanting to use the name.

"Yes. I do not wish to talk about Tenshi at the moment," He said sternly, and shrugging at the demon lord's sudden mood towards their new guest, Rin returned to her drawings. The demon lord turned golden eyes to the window. The sun was slowly setting over the horizon, setting the sky almost ablaze with its' orange and pink colors. It was almost as if the sky was blushing. . .like the way SHE blushed.

He growled to himself. Tenshi. . .the name that his ward had affectionately dubbed her. . .now normally he, Sesshomaru wasn't one to get so easily upset. And yet strangely he was, and over something so trivial as her simple name.

Mere coincidence? He'd rather not know, and it showed in his recent behavior towards her. Sesshomaru at first was not unkind towards her, nor was he being gracious. Tolerated, was more or less how he felt about her. However, when he had tried calling her to him, and found out that she would answer to no other name besides "Tenshi," (i.e. wench, girl, onna). . .

He expressed his frustration by being a bit cold, and not to mention, rude by his standards towards the miko. Even now, he remembered how her cheeks flushed in anger, fists tightly clenched, lips parted, scent spiked to a dangerously intoxicating aroma, and her eyes flashed a stormy blue.

For a split second she had gave him the illusion of a seductive temptress without intention. And for a split second, Sesshomaru had allowed himself to become entranced by her. That was why he was so insulting towards her earlier on, depicting a picture of a dirty, unfit girl in his own mind as well as hers to push the enchantress away from his mind.

Well, no matter. The vision had disappeared, and now he was only left with his frustration once more. `My brother, no doubt, is looking for her,' He thought, running his fingers through silk hair. Already his scent had begun to infect the wind of the Western Lands. . .

`What will you do, Inuyasha. . .' frowning, Sesshomaru came closer to the window, `When your precious miko does not even remember your face?'

"Ano. . ." The demon lord and his ward turned around to see their guest standing in the doorway. Sesshomaru found himself at a lost of words and his golden eyes widened for a second with wonder.

Perhaps it was a mistake insulting her. . .for now she was no longer the lost and forlorn, dirt and blood-covered girl in the most indecent of clothes, but beautifully breathtaking in the simple olive and forest green kimono, decorated with sakura blossoms on her sleeves and bottom of the kimono. Her scent was even more enticing than ever, and he remained speechless for several moments.

Tenshi was even harder not to notice than before. Mentally slapping himself, he had to remind himself of whom she really was---his brother's wench. And still a worthless human.

"Konbanwa, Sesshomaru-sama," She said in the most pleasant voice she could muster, trying hard to forget the demon lord's insults from earlier. But it was then that she noticed that he was staring at her with a rather dazed---or was it entranced?---look on his face.

It made her insides melt, and she fumbled at her fingers under his intense gaze. `He's acting so strange. . .was he always like this?' She tried to recall if she ever remembered the demon lord acting so weird. However, when she looked back, his mask was back in place, and he spoke in his usual cold and emotionless tone of voice.

"Better, your other attire was most indecent," He said stoically. Tenshi pouted noticeably, and all earlier thoughts of the look that he gave her blew away in an instant. Sesshomaru steadily walked past her, motioning for the girl to follow, and she only looked after him in confusion.

Blue orbs traveled across the room a giggling Rin, who was by Tenshi's side in an instant, tugging at her sleeve.

"Don't worry Tenshi-neesan," she said cheerfully, "Sesshomaru-sama thinks Tenshi-neesan looks pretty!" Her eyes widened at the child's remark, and she stared down the hallway at the demon lord's retreating form.

"Is that so?" Rin nodded, and followed after him.

"Come on! Let's go to Dinner!"

= ^_^ =

He narrowed his gaze at the sight of the two. Their images flickering dully in the Kanna's mirror. He hadn't planned on Sesshomaru being there to snatch the miko from his grasp. . .he was so close. . .just a breath away from claiming Kagome his.

`Oh, but she isn't Kagome anymore, now is she?' A smile curved upon Naraku's lips, and crimson eyes focused on the young girl shyly dining with the demon lord and his ward in the image.

"Tenshi," He spoke huskily, "A most fitting name for one such as her. . .not quite as beautiful as Kagome. . .but a rose by any other name," Naraku ran his hands through wavy ebony hair, a shaky sigh passing his lips as his lust began to rise for her once more as he continued to watch her.

`I can sense it. . .' Naraku's eyes narrowed as the image of Kagome blushed noticeably when she caught sight of the demon lord staring at her. `A spark. . .' That was another thing he had not counted on. The attraction between Sesshomaru and Kagome.

His fists clenched tightly by his side as his whole being began to seethe in jealousy. Jealous because Kagome obviously showed signs of attraction as well. Crimson eyes traveled over to the windows, his dark cloud hung over his fortress as usual.

Naraku knew Sesshomaru showed an interest in her, but he failed to understand why. Afterall, the taiyoukai was well known for his hatred of humans---save for the human child. But SHE was his half-brother's wench. What could compel him to take her in and go so far as offer her hospitality?

`Tetsusaiga. . .' Yes, the sword could serve as motivation for Sesshomaru's actions. Kagome could be used as bait. . .Naraku still wasn't sure. However, if that was indeed so, Inuyasha would come for her. He could not forget the hanyou so easily.

He growled. No doubt Inuyasha would try to help her regain her memories, and now that she doesn't remember a thing. . .it was a possibility she would fall for him again. He could not let that happen. `No one shall have Kagome before me,' With that, a plan began to formulate in his twisted mind.

He could make her hate Inuyasha, just as he had made Kikyo. He would not have to worry about Sesshomaru yet. . .afterall, the demon lord's pride will get in the way, and their relationship is still a bit rocky. . .and if anything were to happen between them, then he would deal with Sesshomaru in the same way he did his brother.

Naraku focused back on the mirror, and approached Kanna's still form as she continued to project the image. He smirked. `Kagome---or should I say Tenshi, feels empty without her memories. . .' A pale hand went up to touch the mirror, Kagome's image becoming distorted under his fingertips. He smiled with deep satisfaction.

"So I'll give little Tenshi back her memories. . .piece by broken piece. . ."

= ^_^ =

Sesshomaru watched out of the corner of his golden eye as Tenshi took a sip of her tea. She was tense, he knew that she was slightly nervous under his stare. . .Why was he staring anyway? Observing her as she ate? It was most unlike him, and he made a mental not of himself to stop.

Tenshi placed her cup on the table, and proceeded to pick up her bowl of rice. Nibbling on her chopsticks, she fidgeted a bit. Their dinner was going strangely silent, and Sesshomaru-sama was still acting deathly cold to her.

She wasn't sure if she should ask him the questions that were plaguing her, and obviously he knew she should have questions. Wouldn't you if you don't remember a thing about yourself? Whether she got a decent answer or a snap at her head is what bothered her. Tenshi drew in a deep breath.

"Sesshomaru-sama," She started, and he only gave her a slight nod in recognition. "I was just wondering about my background. . .you know, where I come from. . ." Tenshi bit her lip, wondering how to phrase her question. Sesshomaru glanced at her with interest, wondering if she was slowly beginning to piece back her memories. . .

"My clothes, they're different from yours or anyone else that I've seen so far. Do you happen to know what village or place that wears the same clothing as mine?" She remained patient as she watched him look away, looking as if he could care less.

However, at the moment, Sesshomaru didn't know how to answer her. Afterall, he had never seen clothing such as hers, and to be honest didn't know much about her. . .Golden eyes focused on his tea cup, mulling over the answer. He didn't need to answer to a human. . .but she seemed just so helpless, what could he say?

Rin seemed to be thinking over it too, chewing over her little lip and looking with huge brown eyes over at Tenshi.

"Tenshi-neesan doesn't remember Tenshi's village?" She looked sadly down at the girl, and Sesshomaru couldn't help but notice how much the frown didn't suit her.

Picking up her cup for another sip, Tenshi was about to answer when a sudden searing pain shot through her head. The cup fell from her hands and onto the table with a clang, spilling all of the contents onto the floor.

Rin stood up and went over to her side as she clutched her head in pain, her sapphire irises widened in shock and confusion. Sesshomaru's own eyes flickered with slight worry as she began gasping and her blue orbs glazed over in a trance-like manner.

= ^_^ =

Darkness, everything seemed so dark in Tenshi's eyes. . .then all of a sudden a bright flash came into her mind, blinding her. She wanted to scream, to run, but her voice was gone, and her legs seemed frozen.

Red. . .she saw a glint of red and silver, and the outlines of a person could be made. `Sesshomaru?' Her mind echoed, but as the vision cleared, she saw it not to be the demon lord, but someone else. Clad in a red hoari and hakama, he stood among a field drenched in blood and demon remains.

Tenshi looked down at her own self, and saw that she was wearing the outfit from earlier, except she was stained in her own blood, as the wound on her side spilled crimson. She clutched it, bringing her fingertips to see if it was indeed her own.

Blue orbs turned to gaze at the man, who was now wearing a malicious smirk. He brought his claws up, cracking them as if to ready them for an attack. Tenshi felt an immense fear when she realized that his stare of bloodlust was directed at her.

"Now give me the jewel, or you'll end up just like HER," He snarled, pointing the remains at what seemed to be a centipede demon. Her eyes widened, and she took a step back. `He's responsible for all of this carnage. . .' Without warning, he leapt toward her, claws and fangs bared. . .

Fear consumed her, and she all but let out a terrified scream before another bright flash of light blinded her.

= ^_^ =

Sesshomaru caught her within a millimeter of a second before she hit the ground, collapsing instead in his arm. His ward clung onto Tenshi's sleeve, sobbing worriedly over her new friend.

"Sesshomaru-sama, what happened to Tenshi?" The child cried, and the demon lord could only look impassively down at the now unconscious girl in his arms. `What happened indeed. . .' She had fainted without warning, screaming in what was possibly fear---terror, before doing so.

Cradling her in his embrace, he couldn't help but let a bit of cunfusion. . .and perhaps even worry, flicker across his golden depths.

= End Chapter =

Yume: Dude! I'm so slow when it comes to this fic! Not to mention I'm so far behind on all of my other works as well.

CF: We don't know when we'll come back to this one. . .so suggestions are greatly needed.

Yume: For all of those who are wondering, the flash that Kagome got was a memory returned to her of when Inuyasha tried to kill her in order to get the jewel after destroying Mistress Centipede. It may have not gone exactly like that. . .but hey. I try.

CF: Naraku's feeding bad memories to her, kay?

Yume: Oh, please visit my other works as well, "LOVE LETTER," I plan on adding an epilogue and also making a sequel. For all of those who read "ForgetMeNot," this story will either be updated on Monday, or Tuesday. So hectic! Arg!

CF: Review! And no flames please. . .

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Tsuki Yume: I'm not sure if Kagome's transformation is metaphorical. . .hmmm, need to think about that. .

Butterfly Monkey Babe of Doom: The reason why he doesn't want to take Kagome to Inu is because he also wants Tetsusaiga at the same time, and is using Kagome as bait---as well as trying to find out what it is about her that draws him to her.

Polaris the NorthStar: Is fifteen a young age to write well? Huh. . .Well, I'm rather flattered that you think I write well for my age. . .now if only it'll show on my school essays. Hehe.

Naoli: I'm not sure if Kagome's going to have wings, and if you have any suggestions on this, please tell me! I'll probably work the wings part into the story in the end. . .and as to whether or not if she'll transform into an angel, my lil' secret.

Tessa3: Thanks for always reading my fics, and I'm glad you're supporting this one as well, even if it IS different from my others. . .in what way I don't know. Lol.

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DarkPyroPlanet: your so-called pointless reviews, are always so fun to read! CF is crying for her Emera in her little corner, and sorry for stealing your word! I didn't know you used Uber! I swear! Lol. Have a good one, girl.

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Fenikkusu Ice: I thought Tenshi was a good name too, suggested to me by Aira ^o^'

Mistress Fluffy: Sess will have more than just one stalker if he was real. Just imagine all the girls that hide in the bushes---lol.

Fluffysama22: My pen name on ff.net is the same as it is here, as well as on all of the other sites that I post my stories. Youkai Yume. ^^

END NOTE!

Yume: Okay, now I'm extremely overdue on writing everything else! Arg! Still haven't studied for my quiz either!

CF: hehe, Stress isn't pretty, review! No flames, and we'll come and update as soon as possible! ^^

Ja Ne! ^_~