InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Double Vision ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 8 )

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Jaken leaned against the wall of the cave, drool hanging from the corner of his beak-like mouth. He did not waken when his lord entered in a sweep of cold, crisp air. “Jaken. Wake up. Put more wood on the fire, and bring Rin’s cloak.”

Sesshomaru lowered himself to the floor, positioning the limp and trembling girl on his lap. Her heart was fluttering alarmingly, and she was very, very cold. He had noticed that there was more amiss with the little priestess than simple poisoning. Her body was unnaturally light, and in carrying her he could feel every rib on her tiny form. The dark circles under her eyes had not been made in a day. Kagome had been badly neglected, and Kohaku’s slip up was merely the culmination of what must have been months of decreasing health. He could send Kohaku to a human village to fetch a healing broth to strengthen her, but even on Ah-Uhn, he could never return in time to do her any good. He decided to resort to a method he had used with Rin, when she was still fragile and feeble after her first resurrection and which the two had continued for years as a source of comfort to them both, and in hopes of possibly extending her life from that of a mere mortal. Sesshomaru loosened his top, pulling it askew to expose his chest. Positioning the girl carefully, he made a deep cut in his own flesh, and pressing her cold lips to the hot blood which welled forth. Just as he did, Kohaku charged through the mouth of the cave, arriving much sooner that his lord would have predicted. Seeing the blood, and Kagome’s intimate position cradled against the demon lord’s chest, Kohaku closed his eyes, then opened them again, only to be met by the same sight. He dared not say a word.

“Kohaku, where is my half-brother?”

“I do not know, Sesshomaru Sama. Most likely in some village performing an extermination or exoricsm.”

“And what, pray tell, are you doing in possession of my half-brother’s wife?”

“Rescuing her, my lord.”

“To rescue her, you poison her? Surely that is not the most effective means of rescuing a damsel in distress, Kohaku.”

Kohaku detested his lord’s ironic wit. Being exposed to Sesshomaru’s idea of humorous teasing reminded the boy of watching Kirara torment a small rabbit. Kohaku being the rabbit, in this case. His discomfort with watching Kagome as she was fed the blood of his lord, coupled with his frustration at Sesshomaru’s arch manner, had the desired effect of bring forth a flood improbable information.

“That miserable whelp has abandoned Kagome in favor of my Rin?” Kohaku gulped, and nodded.

“And what part has Rin played in all of this?”

“I have no idea my lord, other than the fact that Rin seems to be most fond of your brother, and totally oblivious to the injury done to Kagome. It is this Kohaku’s intention to take Kagome from Edo and make her my wife.”

“Impossible.”

“He has not claimed her as his own. Only married her in a human ceremony, performed by a corrupt Monk.”

“She has been injured by the son of my father. No human can right this wrong. It is this Sesshomaru’s duty to repair her honor.”