InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Desperation ❯ Chapter 3

Chapter Three

 

Inuyasha's eyes became unfocused, rolled, and slid closed. Each breath was shallow and gasping. Shippo kept touching his hair as tears rolled down his face.

“Please be okay Papa,” the small boy said.

Kagome stood with her head down, dragging air into her lungs, and thinking. She was desperate, how were they going to keep him from getting worse. The hole in his lung had to be repaired, his broken ribs set, than his arm and leg.

She knew that a doctor could open him up, stitch his lung and straighten the ribs. But how could they do something like that. Without knowledge and equipment it was impossible. And it wasn't like she could reach in and pull it away from his lung. Or could she?

Sesshoumaru watched as Kagome's eyes widened and her head came up.

“What?” She looked at him.

“I have an idea. I need you to stand next to me.” He came around the table and stood at her back. “Don't let me fall no matter what. I hope I have enough energy left to do this.” Her voice was quiet.

“Draw from mine if you don't.” His voice still held a thread of worry. She turned and looked at him.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” he let the hold on his aura go and it blazed. “Pull energy from me if you have to. I have not waited five-hundred years to make amends with him for him to die now.”

Kagome looked at Sesshoumaru and concentrating she could see his power flickering around him. She reached out with her own aura and touched his. She had done this with Inuyasha when she was looking for him or needed him. She quickly discovered that she could draw energy from the youkai lord. Nodding her thanks she turned back to Inuyasha.

She took a deep breath and held her hands above his ribs. Her hands began to glow with her power once again, yet this time it extended past her finger tips. Within seconds she had a second pair of hands, formed from the blue light.

She took another deep breath and prayed that this would work. Gritting her teeth she used the hands of her power to reach through his skin. She wrapped her phantom fingers around the bone that had torn his lung and pulled. When it was back where it belonged she placed her fingertips of light along the tear. As she poured healing energy into it, as she felt the slashed tissue start to reform, she sagged.

Sesshoumaru grabbed her arms and held her up. Her head started to drupe and suddenly he felt her pulling. He gasped as she grabbed his energy and ripped it from him.

She felt bad for tearing at Sesshoumaru the way that she was, but she needed the power, and she needed it now. With the boost that he gave her she was able to seal the tear and set the other three ribs.

When she let him go he staggered back. Once again her head was down, she had her hands braced on the table and her knees shook.

Yuka hurried over and helped Kagome into a chair before she fell down.

“Are you okay,” her voice was thick with concern for her exhausted friend.

She looked up at Yuka and gave a weak smile.

“I'll take that as a yes.”

Kagome rolled her head the other way.

“Sorry about that. I didn't mean to take so much.”

“You left me enough. Do you wish for me to move him?”

“Yes, thank you.” She nodded. “Souta, please show Sesshoumaru where to lay Inuyasha.”

“Okay. Sis are you sure you're alright?” His voice was thick with worry.

“Yeah, I'm sure.” She smiled at him and turned to Shippo.

“Shippo, I need you to guard the Tessaiga for your Papa okay.” She picked up the old sword and sheathed it.

“I will Mama.” He jumped off the table and reached up.

She placed it into his hands as Sesshoumaru walked to Inuyasha's left side and gently lifted his still form from the table. Then the two youkai followed Souta.

Mrs. Higurashi hurried to her daughter.

“Kagome…”

“Help me to the bathroom Mama. I've had enough of blood on my skin for today.” The exhaustion in her voice was nearly thick enough to touch.

As her mom helped her to her feet her friends came over.

“Kagome, you haven't been sick all this time have you?” Ayumi asked quietly. Kagome shook her head.

“No. I've been battered, bruised, and burned. I've been possessed, shot in the back, and had part of my soul sucked out.” They stood speechless staring at her. “But I've made great friends, had wonderful times between the bad ones. I found a man I love so much it makes my soul fly, and an orphaned child who's now my own.” Tears made a thin track down her face. “I haven't been ill and I haven't been in the hospital. There were times I should've been. But how do you explain that your feet are burned from standing in the belly of a youkai more than ankle deep in acid.”

They spluttered. She shrugged and looked at them with tired eyes.

“You can't,” she took a shuttering breath and waited. This time Eri spoke first as she looked at the table.

“You're right you can't explain that. If you had told us any of this before what we've seen we would've thought you were nuts. Go get cleaned up, we're not going anywhere.”