InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Future Heart, Future Pain, Future Hope ❯ Chapter 23 ( Chapter 23 )

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Whispers of the Moon Part 2

Sesshomaru's gold eyes stared at the miko whose hand was wrapped tightly around his wrist. Just to those who knew him, for the first time, the demon lord had what could only be a look of fear in his eyes.

Being one of the most powerful taiyoukai around, Sesshomaru was one who was not easily taken prisoner or even purified by the most persistent of mikos, priests. As well as being resilient against his even his strongest enemies,was something Sesshomaru prided himself in.

It's not to say that they haven't tried to kill him…

They just simply failed….

But now for the first time, Sesshomaru felt pain. It was such an intense blinding pain. It was strong enough to force him down to the ground in an effort to ease the agony that flowed through his body.

As he plotted to get even…he began to demand his release…

"RELEASE ME MIKO!"

"Don't Kagome! He will simply kill us the minute you release him." Inuyasha yelled with a venomous glare at his brother. "HE will do it out of a need for revenge." The hanyou stated with such pain and hatred in his tone at his sibling, that Kagome could feel her heart breaking in two.

For the longest time, since she had met Inuyasha to be honest, she had seen the pain in his heart become visible at the mere mention of his brothers name. The emotions that traveled through her hanyou's eyes were so visible so raw....

That somehow she knows that whatever happens now...could set the course for their relationship for the rest of their life. For she knows she shouldn't interfere in the relationship between the two brothers...unless it came to life or death...

But to save the future...to save a son that needs her and Inuyasha desperately....

Well lets just say this miko, was gonna put an end to the hatred and pain between the two...

No matter what the cost...

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Watching as the miko, hesitated in mid thought, Sesshomaru growls in intense rage and anger towards his younger brother. Having heard the comment that the hanyou had made toward the miko, the great lord lashed out towards his brother with his demon aura in a silent rage. For not only the indignity that he, the Great Demon Lord Sesshomaru was going through. But for the need to do anything to distract himself from the searing pain, that the miko's grip on his one good arm constantly shot through his body.

"YOU WILL BE SILENT!"

Kagome stared at the Demon Lord who struggled to get out of her grip, her dark eyes filled with a need to protect and at the same time no wish to harm, the young woman looked towards a certain lecherous priest for aid as an idea formed in her mind. It was as a result of those many thoughts that roamed through her mind on how to subdue the great demon long enough for them to hold him to hget him to listen as they came here...

The said monk catching her look he stepped forward with a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity. The situation somewhat intriguing and yet at the same time frightening to him.

"Kagome?" Miroku questioned with a confused look upon his features as the miko beckoned him to come forward.

"Miroku…give me one of your sutras…."

"Kagome you know that mine will not hold him...My spiritual powers are not strong enough, for one of Sesshomaru's power"

"Your power alone yes….but something tells me if I add mine to it…" The miko smiles warmly as she lets the idea sink into the monk's brain.

"I see your point Kagome." The monk smiled as he reached into the sleeves of his robe. As his power hit the air, it caused the fragile sutra to become straight and strong with spiritual energy which is felt by the demons in their group. But as he hands it over to the miko from the future…with a silent expectation of failure.

It started to glow pink with her power…

With speed like a demon , the Sutra landed square upon Sesshomaru's chest. Already the energy that the small piece of paper held, had spread and created a chain of power to hold the
demon in its grasp.

Releasing his hand, Kagome backed away as Sesshomaru moved to lunge at the miko, only to
find his body with a small smile, has become like a rock.Ã‚Â

Unmoving and heavy….

"RELEASE ME NOW!"

Sango as well as the others looked at Kagome with awe, except for Inuyasha. He gazed at his mate with an innate sense of proudness. But Miroku was very surprised. Although he gave her one of his sutras he had thought it would not work, for the power between himself and the miko was radically different as he had been told….

Searching back into his mind, he remembered one of the first things that old Mushin had taught him concerning his spiritual gift. His power source was different from that of a priestess as that he was
a male and the priestess was a female.

That is why when it came to blessings and battling demons, that the priests were better at blessings and prayers, for it was based in their mind and was more or less expressed in their written and spoken words of wisdom and power.

For the priestesses...well you know…the evidence of Kagome and Kikyo's spiritual arrows was proof enough. That the Miko's powers were based in the soul and hence manifested in physical form and not mental...

"That shouldn't have worked…" Sango murmurs. Although she was a demon slayer there has been many a times when she and her people, before the incident with Naraku, had been called to aid a local priest or miko in
battle.

"Why not?" Shippo asked with an almost innocent expression upon his demonic features.

The others sensing the tone within his voice looked at the older version of the fox child with something akin to annoyance but also curiosity.

"You knew that Kagome could do this…"

Wisely saying nothing, the Fox looked at them with a simple smile, which speaks volumes to their hearts. For he has given them a glimpse into what they can and will become with those two simple words.

"Sesshomaru we need to talk…." Kagome said quietly. Her voice was speaking proudly and without fear for which the Demon Lord growl in almost a begrudging respectful tone. His gold eyes glaring at her with pure disdain, the miko's own eyes look back at him with a quiet strength that makes him almost envy his younger brother.

For a human this miko, his brother's wench, she was indeed beautiful. The dark hair and the eyes made her in combination with the pale skin, seem almost ethereal in her quiet beauty. Her temper and her strength of will matched against his younger sibling, has simply made Inuyasha stronger and more worthy of a demon such as himself to fight. And although he will never admit to his brother, as he has spied on them before...

He approves of his choice of this human, over the other one....the one who wanted to destroy that part of him that was their father's blood. The one that wanted to make him weak...and not strong...

“Speak human...Whether or not I found what you say worthy of listening to.....”

“DAMN IT SESSHOMARU!” Screams an irate hanyou as he interrupts. His hand resting upon the hilt of his sword. The need to use it on something dwelling deep within his gold eyes as he gazes at his brother with hate.

With a mere gesture of her hand upon his bent arm, the hanyou whirls to find his mate gazing at him with such a simple look of gentleness mixed with determination. For her, he fights against his demonic nature to kill one of the few people who caused him pain.

“Thank you Inuyasha....” The young woman replies with a warm and gentle smile. Standing on her tip toes for a moment she places a soft kiss on his lips, that makes him stare at his mate with such love and adoration.

It makes Sesshomaru for the first time in his life...jealous.... For his brother was well and truly besotted with a woman who was equally in love with him. And the last time that he had seen that happen?

Well that is something or should we say someone he would rather forget...

“Mimori...” He murmurs a name that he swore to try and forget. One that has haunted him for many years and through his brother's woman...was now being forced to remember. Looking away from the humans that had accepted his brother as a friend he does not notice how the monk had caught that flicker of emotion deep in his eyes.

One that is all to familiar to the monk....

Filing it away deep in his mind to ask of the demon later, and also as not to make Sesshomaru even feel less than the demon he was to find a human having caught him at his most vulnerable state, the monk simply turns to look away elsewhere. But moments later, he turns back to the prone demon as Kagome's clear and delicate voice begins to speak with strong determination.

Listening as she begins to speak with only half an ear at first, Sesshomaru's eyes widen as they mention the scent that this youth carries. Ready to tell them that they are simply being told lies, for it was not possible; that someone who is three quarters human could have it, his eyes take in the adult fox demon coming up from behind them.

“They are telling you the truth Lord Sesshomaru or can't you detect the strength of my scent?” The adult Shippo states with a quiet authority.

Crackling with intense spiritual power as Shippo lets down the barrier he had constantly surrounded himself with for reasons unknown to the others. He allows Sesshomaru to take a deep breath as well as a feel of his demonic energy.

And in amusement, he watches the Great Lord react with complete and utter confusion....

Having spent time with the fox child before, Sesshomaru albeit reluctantly, recognized the scent. But what surprised him was the scent of acceptance into his tribe, for which one who was not of the dog demon tribe. It was extremely hard to do, it consisted of many rituals and challenges over the course of many years, but yet here it was the proof in front of him.

That the Fox's smell was unmistakably one that was intermingled with his family line, and hence he had passed with approval of the elder dog demon council, which at this moment...was led by himself...

“I know I did not approve you becoming a member of our tribe...”

“Not yet Lord Sesshomaru...but you will several years from now you will and willingly...” The fox said in such a way as the great Lord looks up in surprise. His mind radiating on the power that emanates from this full demon that he now recognizes part of its aura as well.”

“You are part Spirit Fox....” Sesshomaru murmured.

“And now you know why I passed...”

“You are the Spirit keeper for the tribe....the one who heals, uses, and protects our most sacred of powers...”

Simply nodding his head, Shippo steps back and looks towards the younger versions of his beloved family. “You can let him go now, he won't attack as long as I am here....”

Looking baffled and confused, Kagome looks momentarily into her adoptive son's eyes. Although older,and tired it seems the same honest and innocent child looks at her from those green depths. Nodding her head simply in acquiescence, the miko from the future pulls the sutra off before anyone can stop her.

“KAGOME NO!” Inuyasha tells to late, only to be stunned at his brother's next words.

“Do not fret brother...” Sesshomaru drips icily. “...the fox is right I will not attack... Miko continue with your words... I will listen...it seems I have no other choice now but to hear your words.”

With that said the Dog demon hears of the events of the past few days. His mind taking in the bits of information, that the young human tells him. The others begin to observe as an almost icy and fierce demeanor comes across the demon's features. It is nothing new that they haven't seen yet before, but yet at the same time it is different.

The coldness and anger that is Sesshomaru seems more pronounced, more rigid....

“I am dead, as you say in the future...” The Lord of the west states with an emotionless tone. That even the ever faithful Rin and Jaken, who had arrived on the scene just moments before, back away from. Leaving Inuyasha, Kagome and the adult Shippo alone with the great demon....

“Yes and it was only a few days after that....” Kagome whispered quietly.

“That your son, the one you are supposed to have, according to the Keeper, was taken.”

“Yes...” Kagome stated softly.

Staring at the young human woman with utter calmness as the words erupt from her lips, Sesshomaru turns and walks away leaving the others in the wake of his presence.

“WHERE the FUCK do you think you are going?” Inuyasha growled out in the language of their father. His gold eyes tinged with red.... “we still ain't done yet Sesshomaru.”

“We are done...BROTHER....come Rin...Jaken” Sesshomaru replied with a calm demeanor. That Inuyasha is about to retort, when a familiar command hits the air.

“SIT BOY!”

“DAMNIT WENCH!”

Watching with amusement at his brother's curses from the ground, Sesshomaru turns and walks away from the scene of the miko telling him to behave as she consoles him. But he has not taken even one step into the trees ,before he hears the comment made from the Slayer and the Monk who are his brother's friends....

“You go to investigate yourself don't you?”

Saying nothing in response, the Great Lord gives an imperceptible nod, and vanishes into the forest....

As some of them watch Sesshomaru leave, to make sure he doesn't turn and attack them, Inuyasha and Kagome turn to fox with questions of their own. Especially Inuyasha....

“HEY SHIPPO!”

Whacking the adult Shippo, upside the head as he approaches with his fist the hanyou looks cross and a little peeved as he glares at his adoptive son from the future. About to comment on something thats bugging him, he is cursing once more only moments later as he kisses the ground once again.

“SIT BOY!”

“KAGOME!”

“THAT WAS FOR CALLING ME WENCH!”

Watching as a familiar and much missed argument takes place between the perfectly matched pair. Shippo backs away hoping to avoid the questions that he knows are coming from those young men and women in front of him. Still it doesn't matter as one of most intuitive people in their group states the one question that he was hoping to avoid...

“You have a good idea who took him don't you?” Miroku asked quietly. His words echoing into the forest, that everything around him goes so silent....you could hear a pin drop.

Turning away, the adult Shippo reluctantly nods his head.

“Yes...I don't have a good idea Miroku. I know who took him...”

“THEN WHY HAVEN'T YOU DONE SOMETHING ABOUT IT?” Inuyasha roars. “AND WHY DOES SESSHOAMRU HOLD YOU IN REVERENCE NOW ANYHOW?”

Rushing the fox demon in a rage of pure anger, Kagome is about to yell out the command once more, to settle the hanyou down, when she notices the subtle shake of Shippo's head. Hesitant now as only a mere second after that the Fox tumbles to the ground with the hanyou on top of him. The others watch in a mixture of fear and confusion as the Demon and the hanyou battle against one another for what seems to be forever.

Questions shouted...answers given, all either to garbled or in some kind of language which none of the humans present understand.

The only other one present that could understand, listened....and with a sad heart as all the pain Shippo poured out came forth to the listening ears of a hanyou. Although she was a fire cat demon, Kilala theoretically should not know the dog demon language. But she had lived a long time, and every so often you tend to pick up on a few things and in her case it was languages.

That is why when she had approached the demon slayer village all those years ago, she had chosen only those she felt would listen to her growls and understand her movements. Sango her current partner, had proved to be among the best yet. So watching the fight between the fox and the dog, she looked up momentarily to her friend who hugged her tightly.

“You know what they are saying don't you girl.” The Slayer whispered sadly. “I can feel the pain rolling off you in waves”

Not able to help herself, the feline jumped up onto her friend's shoulder and started to nuzzle the young woman's cheek with a comforting purr. Causing the young woman's hand to reach up and pet her in that way she loves so much.

Still they continue to watch the fighting between the two men in front of them. The silver blending with the red...

The illusions appearing all over, to distract, yet failing to do so.

It continues on and on for hours....

Until finally, all that is left between the two combatants is the occasional tired fist swinging....and even then it is so weak...

That eventually even that fails as their legs give out from under them....

“Stay there fox....I need to finish...beating the shit out of you...” Inuyasha pants as he tries to get up. His legs weak from the recent fighting, he winces as the bruises he has no collected begin making themselves known.

“Like you could pops...” The fox replied breathing heavily. His own body just as weak as the hanyou's, he still managed to duck as a rock missile came bearing down upon his head.

“Don't call me Pops! Papa or dad is fine...NOT POPS!” The hanyou yelled out in exasperation.

Suddenly as if realizing the implication of his words, the two look at one another and a burst of laughter escapes from heir lips. As they realize the sheer absurdity of his words, compared to the complexity of the situation that they are in, they look at one another once more and laugh again.

Those watching catching this sudden upswing of moods, gaze at one another in a dazed confusion at the sudden change of atmosphere. But in the end it does not matter.... For as they approach the two battered fighters, they could feel that a lot of tension out of both men for now...

Has finally disappeared..

But to question on the minds of the humans around them is this....

Just what did they say to one another during that battle....