InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ FIGURE IT OUT! ❯ The path we walk ( Chapter 5 )

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Kagome sat silently beside the sleeping form of Miroku, his chest moving up and down, the

only sign of life. Sango sat silent next to her, her head bowed. Shippou sat crying next to the

sleeping form of a tiny Kirara. Kagome stared at the monk. The demon that attacked them

had had poison in his claws and teeth. Apparently a deadly toxin that rivalled Naraku’s. The

young Miko prayed to the Kamis that Sesshoumaru was wrong. Kirara would survive but

Miroku… He was only human and had taken in a lot of poison, if the large gashes on his

back did not bleed him to death then the poison would end it. Kagome looked at Sango as her

shoulders shook in silent sobs. Her breathe sounding raw. Tear tracks marred her tanned skin,

the tears no longer fell. Kagome felt her own eyes water as she realised this was not just a

friend they may be losing, but to Sango he was much more. He is her future husband. Was.

Shacking her head to clear it she looked around the room they now occupied. It was large,

larger then Kaeda’s whole hut. On three walls were paintings of people, no not people

demons. Kagome gasped, every single one was beautiful even the males had a female like

beauty. In some paintings the demons were in their true form, large Inus of all colours and

sizes stood staring out, their golden eyes mesmerising, even when in paint the Inu-demons

commanded obedience. The floor surprised her, instead of the traditional mats there was a

thick black rug. The hallways and veranda that circled the palace were wood. Well as far as

she knew anyway. Turning her attention back to her friend, Kagome chocked as she saw his

blue lips and white skin, if not for his shallow breathing she would think him dead.

“Kagome?” The Miko lifted her head to look at the slayer.

“Yes?” Sango hesitated, it was a while before she spoke, her voice course and her face in

pain.

“What if he dies? What I’m I going to do? Can I tell you the truth?”

“Yes.” Kagome hoped Sango’s questions only needed a single answer. She didn’t know if

she could hold it together. The slayer looked at Shippou making sure he was asleep before

she began. Shifting so she was facing Kagome, Sango lifted her head and what Kagome saw

almost made her cry. The sorrow she saw broke her heart, but she also saw grief and guilt.

“Kagome, I do love Miroku, but… it’s more a love like what I had with Kohaku or my Uncle

Yamada. When he asked me to marry him I thought it was a deep love I felt but… I just don’t

know anymore. I feel like that love I felt was miss placed. His life is on the line and I can’t

stop feeling like this. Kagome please what should I do?” Sango hoped her friend had an

answer, she was lost. If the love she had for the monk was fake and he died she would move

on quickly. But she couldn’t help the feelings of betraying Miroku that she would feel.

Before the attack she was going to brake it off. But now…

Oh Kagome what should I do? Kagome understood. The love she felt for Inuyasha was real at

the time but now, it was nothing more than a deep friendship. Before Kagome could answer

Miroku shook violently coughing up blood, his eyes opening wide as they rolled back in his

head. The slamming of the screen door drew their attention, waking Shippou. The young Inu-

demon that entered was one Kagome didn’t know. Her white hair was long, the purple strips

on her face glowed slightly and her golden eyes stared at Kagome in awe. Bowing quickly to

Kagome the Inu got to work pouring a foul smelling liquid down the monk’s throat. His

seizor got worse his arms bending in impossible angles. Standing up and leaving the room

before she threw up, Kagome closed the door behind her and slide down the opposite wall,

staring at the door as the sounds of his pain reaching her ears. Wrapping her arms around her

legs she thought back to when they arrived. Wandering were Inuyasha was while their friend

died.

Kagome clung to Sesshoumaru as he flew through the air. Opening her eyes and looking

forward Kagome gasped as she laid eyes on the Pack. A huge wall surrounded the whole

thing. In the centre were four large buildings. From where she was Kagome could tell that

the one on the right closes to the gate was a dojo, the warriors training out front. The

building on the left was five stories and long. If I had to guess I’d say that’s were they live.

The third was small, only half the size of the other two, but still larger than the huts back at

the village. Shifting her eyes to the last building her jaw almost fell off. It was single story, but it’s size is what amazed her. It was like the old palace pictures she saw in her history

books. For lack of a better word it was beautiful. It’s red roof glinted in the setting sun light.

The palace itself was built at the base of a mountain, steps were built up the side leading

right to the top. At the top of the mountain was a colosseum. As Sesshoumaru flew them

closer Kagome saw steam raising from the other side of the mountain. Hot Springs?

Glancing around she realised the wall went all the way around the mountain it’s size higher

than Sesshoumaru in Inu form. Landing on the ground Sesshoumaru knelt down allowing the

humans on his back to get off. He almost whimpered as Kagome slid down his front leg, he

already missed the warmth her small body created. Her black hair whipped around her

shoulders creating a halo around her head. Her deep brown eyes looked all around her, their

deep pools transfixing him. Kagome couldn’t believe how many demons where here. But

what surprised her the most was that some were hanyou and some with even lower demon

blood. With her powers she could tell some of the full demons were only half Inu, some being

cat others bird and even a frog or two. It was amazing. She’ll have to ask Sesshoumaru about

this later. Turning back to the others she watched as Inuyasha carried Miroku from the

demon lord’s back. His face was white as sheets, his eyes closed in pain. Gasping Kagome

rushed forward. She watched as Inuyasha knelt to let Miroku off his back. With a shaking

smile Miroku stood, swaying, Sango rushed to his side helping him stand. The wind picked up

as Sesshoumaru turned back into his humanoid form.

“M-m-my d-dear Sango, you seem s-s-so worried about m-.” before he could finish he

coughed up blood, the red liquid dripping down Sango’s face and the cracks of Miroku’s

mouth. Screaming Sango clung to him as Kagome ran forward, grabbing his other arm.

Shippou stood by, Kirara grasped in his arms, tears shining in his eyes.

“MIROKU! Please stay with me!” Sango’s frantic voice drew the attention of all in the

courtyard. Their faces showing their confusion. Kaze rushed forward ready to help his Lord.

With a slight nod of Sesshoumaru’s head Kaze walked forward grabbing Miroku and lifting

him away from the crying women.
“Kaze, take him to the sick room in my home.” Nodding Kaze leaped the short distance to the

front sliding doors of the palace. Sliding them open he disappeared into the slight darkness

of a hall.

“My Lord!” All eyes turned to the little green toad that rushed forward, bowing at

Sesshoumaru’s feet.

“Jaken show them to the sick room. I hope Rin is in bed.” Jaken stood nodding his little head

franticly, motioning for the ningen to follow him. Sango and Shippou quickly raced after him.

Leaving Kagome and Inuyasha alone with Sesshoumaru, well as alone as you could get with

over a hundred demons looking at them. Kagome stepped beside Sesshoumaru unsure if she

should follow or not. Sesshoumaru sensing her distress, wrapped an arm tightly around her

shoulder. He smirked when she drew closer, seeking his warmth.

“Lord Sesshoumaru I will see you later.” The loathing and distaste in Inuyasha’s voice

wasn’t missed by Sesshoumaru. Kagome stood with her mouth open as she heard Inuyasha

speak to his brother like that. He was almost civil. Almost. Sesshoumaru lifted his lip.

“Very well deserter, go.” Before Kagome could question Inuyasha he bolted towards the

dojo. Leaving a very sad and confused Miko.

“Come koishii, I will take you to your friend. I will not stay, but I will send a doctor. I have

many “reports” to handle.” Giving Kagome a chaste kiss on the lips he led her through the

maze that was his palace.

Kagome was broken from her thoughts when the Inu-demon shut the door behind her.

Kagome looked up at the beautiful demon, their eyes locked together. The Inu-demon

blushed casting her eyes to the floor.

“My Lady, your friend the monk has quieted down. But I’m afraid he…” Looking around the

hall anywhere but Kagome she continued. “He won’t make it through the night My Lady. To

much poison got into his system. There was nothing I could do, I‘m sorry My Lady.” Sighing

Kagome looked at her feet, then breathing deep she looked back at the doctor.

“Thank you, you did your best. My name is Kagome not My Lady. What’s your name?” Kagome’s voice was steady but inside she was nothing more than a swirling pool of chaotic

emotions. To lose Miroku, just like that. The Inu-demon was surprised at Kagome’s question.

Blinking she answered, “My name is Sakura, I’m captain Kaze’s daughter My La…

Kagome.” Sakura corrected herself at the Miko’s stern look.

“What are you doing out in the hall koishii?” Sesshoumaru’s voice made Kagome jump. So

lost in her musing she didn’t sense him. With a flick of his wrist in dismissal, Sakura bowed

low before going down the long hall, vanishing around a corner. For a while the demon lord

did nothing but stare at his koi, admiring her long black hair and white, smooth skin. Her hair

was no longer short like he remembered three years ago. Now it was long, flowing around the

small of back and lightly sweeping the floor. Trailing his eyes up her face he stopped when

he saw her brown eyes. They were filled with pain, the watery crystals pulled at his heart.

The feeling slightly shocking him. When Tenga first told who his mate was he was angry, he

felt nothing for her. But the longer he was with her the more he was drawn to her pure heart,

her untainted soul. Her kindness. Thinking back to the time he had first seen her with his

half-brother she had called out to him. He had found her amusing. Sesshoumaru had always

been looking over her when he was near the small group. He had always liked her. Liked?

Yes, at this point that was all he was going to call this unknown feeling in the deep part of his

heart. Like. Sitting down beside the young Miko, Sesshoumaru wrapped his arm around her

shoulders, his heart rejoicing when she leaned into him, her small arm resting on his

unarmoured chest. Kagome closed her eyes, sighing as a soft purring sound vibrated through

her tiny frame. Kagome would never tell him but his warm body against hers was more

comforting the anything he could have said. Though the silence was comforting, Kagome

needed to talk, to take her mind of Miroku… Lifting her head so she could see

Sesshoumaru’s golden eyes, Kagome faked a smile. She opened her mouth but nothing came

out. Sesshoumaru sensing her sorrow rubbed his hand up and down her arm, increasing the

volume of his purr. Her voice a little horse as she spoke, smile a little more real.

“Sesshoumaru why are there so many? I mean not all of them are full demon or full Inu.” Thinking of an answer, the demon lord smiled at Kagome, his voice soft, alluring and calm.

“The Pack is made up of Inu. Someone could only have a five time great grandfather that was

Inu and they still would be apart of the Pack. Inu blood is strong, and can still affect a young

one generations after.” Kagome frowned, that made sense but..?

“What about Inuyasha? He is half Inu.” Sesshoumaru growled, tightening his arm around her.

“Inuyasha was always head strong. He never wanted to play by the rules. His mother was

allowed here, she was welcomed here. When she died, Inuyasha became sorrowed. We Inu

morn don’t get me wrong koishii, but Inuyasha.” Sesshoumaru sighed as he rubbed his head.

“Maybe I will tell you the details another time Kagome. But long story short he left, he

betrayed.” The young Miko in the Taiyoukai’s arm thought this information over. She got the

basic structure of the Pack. But she still didn’t get it. Soon her thoughts drifted back to

Miroku as a sob came from the room. Not wanting burst into tears in front of Sesshoumaru

she asked him a another question. Anything to get her mind off her dieing friend.

“Sesshoumaru can you tell me about these fights the demon who, you know, talked about?”

Sesshoumaru knew what she was doing, distracting herself. He grinned lustfully at the ways

he could get her to become “distracted” pushing those thoughts aside before his growing

“amusement” became obvious. Stroking the hair out of her face he purred.

“My dear koishii, those fights determine who will be known as the Inu No Tashio, The Dog

General, the leader of this Pack. You see there are three other Packs. North, South and East.

Those that rule those Packs are also the Lord of the Lands, or territories. Same goes for here.

If I were to lose these fights I would no longer be Inu No Tashio or the Western Lord.”

Kagome’s hand traced patterns on his chest, Sesshoumaru had to bite his lip to stop himself

from groaning.

“Why fight? Don’t people, I mean demons die?” Sesshoumaru covered her hand with his, she

would be the death of him.

“Yes, they can die, but we try not to kill our opponent. But sometimes… As to why we fight,

it’s so the strongest will lead. The Pack leader is the one who defends the members. If there is a weak leader a stronger enemy could take over. These fights only take place every five

years, and in five days I will, plus others will fight. The fights will last at least three days.”

They fell into silence, taking comfort in each other. Sesshoumaru was aching, he could feel

the sorrow at the impending loss of her friend. It ate at him, making his heart ach and cry to

comfort her. Even his inner Inu was whimpering at her misery.

“Sesshou, where is Inuyasha?” The lord’s heart puffed in pride at the pet name but deflated

just a s quickly as her question hit him in the face. If he told her where Inuyasha was she

would sink deeper into sorrow. Taking his hand of hers , which started to once again trace

patterns, he put in his haori, pulling out a necklace. Kagome gasped as her eyes landed on the

pendent hanging from a silver chain. The pendent was a Inu-demon carved into blue

diamond, the blue stone shining in her eyes. The detail stunned her, it was defiantly hand

carved. Sesshoumaru smirked at her reaction. While staying at that village last night he had

over heard the fox and demon slayer talking about her birthday. Holding it neck level and

nodding his head, Kagome moved her hair so her could tie it. Leaning forward he sniffed her

Hair. Heaven.

“A little bird said it was your birthday. It was once my mother‘s.”

“Oh, Sesshou, I can’t take it if was your mother’s!” The smiling lord silenced her with his

clawed finger over her pink lips.

“I want you to have it. She said to give it to my intended mate. Anyway it looks better on

your neck then in a dusty old box.” Oh my and what a neck indeed. Blushing Kagome nodded

as she rested her head on Sesshoumaru’s chest, wrapping both her arms around his waist. Her

whispered thank you made him smile. Kagome, he thought as he lightly stroked her hair. Her

eyes closing in sleep. I will protect you. Always my koishii.








Kurai smiled as he continued to stare at yet another small human lord fell to his army. The

burning building made his heart sing as the cries of those still inside echoed in his pointed

ears. He loved it. Their deaths brought a meaning to his life. Their cries of pain the music to

which he danced. Yes they were human but death was death. Everyone screamed the same,

they all screamed as their hearts were pulled out still warm and beating. His cruel laughter

chilled all you heard it, even his own men flinched in fear. Soon, very soon he would rule all

of Nihon, all of it! And all he needed then was his beautiful Ka-go-me! His crystal ball no

longer showed his jewel, meaning they were now at the Pack. Of only he had “it” but she had

“it” the most powerful thing he would ever own. The approach of two men brought him out

of his thoughts. He sneered, their bodies were repulsive. Their birdlike heads mashed

together as sharp teeth glinted in the fires glow. Their lipless mouths made him want kill

them. But he needed them. For now. Turning attention to the demons, the one on the left was

green and the one on the right blue. Nothing else was different about them. In the middle of

them they dragged a human man, he smelt of his own piss.

“Lord Kurai, the Lord assss you wannnted.” The blue demon spoke, his long tongue flicking

out to smell, his blind eyes staring at nothing. Turning his golden eyes to the human he

grinned.

“Oh my! You look tasty.” Kneeling down eye level with the whimpering lord, Kurai placed

both hands on the side of his face. Opening his mouth he sucked in a breath, and with it the

man’s soul. The doomed lord gasped for breath the air being sucked out of him. His eyes

turned to the back of his skull, his skin shrivelling to the bone. Soon a white light emerged

from his mouth into Kurai’s. Dropping the dead body, Kurai stood, his eyes closed. Yes the

information this man held was good. War tactics. Strategies. Fighting styles. Kendo. The way

of the samurai. Valuable. Opening his eyes he looked to his men.

“Go inform the men that we will be moving out. There is a master monk I wish to gain

information from.” Bowing the demons left, racing down the small hill to the army. Stepping

forward Kurai looked out at his army. The masses larger. Pig, horse, dragon and rat demons now under his command.

“Don’t worry, I will come for you my Kagome. Not Inuyasha, Kouga or Sesshoumaru will

stop me!”