InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hanyous may not be all the same ❯ The truth ( Chapter 3 )

Sooooo, here's the third chapter to this story! I'd like to thank you guys for your wonderful reviewsDOMO ARIGATOU!!!! Also, I'd like to apologize, as I forgot to write the translations for the Japanese words in the last chappie. I'm such a disaster!!(so ashamed)They're at the bottom.

Anyway, on withthe story!!

 

By the way, I own nothing!!

 

Chapter 3: The truth

 

Inuyasha was confused. There was no other word to describe it. He was sure as hell that the one laying on the blood stained grass of the clearing was his dear friend, but both his nose and his eyes told him otherwise. True, she had Kagome's features and she was even dressed the same as her but she smelled like youkai... and she had wings!

 

What the fuck! he thought, turning to face his hated half brother, who was staring back at him doing a perfect imitation of a statue. His expression was stoic as ever, his clothes spotless despite the gore he was surrounded with. He didn't even bother to answer to his shouted question.

 

“Sesshoumaru, fucking answer to me!!” he yelled, outraged. Shippou jumped from his spot on Inuyasha's shoulder and rushed to Kagome's fallen body, tears running down his cheeks.

 

“Okaa-san!” he cried “Okaa-san, please, wake up” He reached to shake her shoulders when an icy voice interrupted his actions.

 

“I would not do that, were I in your place, kitsune” Sesshoumaru stated emotionlessly. Shippou froze in his place, not daring to move a muscle.

 

Just then Kirara landed on the clearing and snarled at the calm Taiyoukai, as Sango and Miroku jumped from her back and rushed to Kagome as well, ignoring the white demon beside her.

 

“She's alive” Sango said after touching her pulse point, relief rushing through her worried mind. “What did you do to her, Sesshoumaru?” she demanded menacingly as she glared daggers at him.

 

“Yeah, answer so I can beat the crap out of your sorry ass once and for all!” Inuyasha added, his patience running away at an alarming speed at the sight of Kagome's limp body.

 

“Inuyasha, calm down” scolded Miroku, his face serious as he turned to confront the Taiyoukai “Sesshoumaru-sama, would you tell us what happened to Kagome-sama?” the monk made a pause “And why is it that she seems to be youkai?”

 

“This Sesshoumaru planned to address the same question at you, houshi, before my idiotic half brother interrupted” he answered “I know not the reasons behind the miko's transformation. As for her current state, you should be grateful that this Sesshoumaru spared her life when she was the one to attack”

 

Sesshoumaru was not surprised that they didn't know about the miko's youkai heritage. Surely they would have used it previously in battle had it been otherwise, for her youkai strength along with her holy power was a force to be reckoned with. He, however, had heard stories about hanyous whose youkai blood appeared and disappeared accordingly with the cycles of the moon, though until now he had thought them just fairytales. Surely the full moon that shone that night had something to do with it. And it couldn't be the first time it happened, for the girl seemed to know exactly what was bound to happen, considering she had warned him to stay away from her. But still, what made him most curious were the royal markings on her face. They could only mean one thing, though he wasn't going to ask them about that particular thing. He would discover it one way or another. Anyway, they all seemed quite clueless. He would do some research of his own when he returned to the Western Palace, for the discovery he had just made could have deep repercussions within youkai society. The hanyou's demanding yells brought him back from his musings.

 

“You're meaning to tell us that you have no idea of how Kagome turned youkai? Uso! Why did you do that to her?!” Inuyasha insisted.

 

“Do not dare question this Sesshoumaru's honour, half breed.” He responded, his icy voice promising endless pain “She was already hanyou when we were faced” he went on, wondering to himself why on earth he bothered explaining this to them. He, Sesshoumaru, paid reasons to no one. “The pathetic kurohyou seemingly attacked her, for battle sounds could be heard all over the forest. They were dead before this Sesshoumaru's arrival. Even your inferior half-breed senses should have perceived the miko's aura” he stated, piercing the hanyou with his icy glare.

 

Inuyasha couldn't believe what he was being told, but he knew his half brother all too well to doubt his words. Sesshoumaru might be a lot of things, but he wasn't a liar. As for the aura, he had sensed it, of course, but he hadn't made a connection between it and Kagome. Now that he gave it a thought, there was something familiar about it, but he hadn't been able to put his finger on it. Cursing his luck, he decided that it was better to keep quiet for once and wait till Kagome woke up. His bastard of a half brother seemed to be doing the same thing, though, and that didn't sit well with him.

 

“Keh, whatever! Go the hell away, Sesshoumaru, we'll take care of her” he spat.

 

“The miko made an attack on this Sesshoumaru, and as her life was spared, this Sesshoumaru wishes to know the reasons for it” the Taiyoukai answered coldly, before returning his gaze to the young woman's sleeping form and keeping silence once again.

 

Giving up, as his brother had a rightful reason to stay, Inuyasha jumped to a tree and settled to spend the night there.

 

Watching the exchange between the inu brothers, Sango and Miroku decided to do the same thing. Shippou, on the other hand, refused to leave his okaa-san's side and curled up beside her, enjoying the heat that emanated from her body. Kagome's wings moved of their own accord to wrap the little kit in their soft warmth. Sesshoumaru just leaned against a tree, not daring to relax in case she awoke in her bloodthirsty youkai form.

 

Next morning

 

They all watched as Kagome stirred, her shiny golden wings occupying the majority of the space in the small clearing they had slept in. Sesshoumaru stood on his guard, still not very convinced that the hanyou miko would be in her right mind when she awoke. He didn't have to wait for a long time to find out.

 

Kagome opened her eyes, which were brown again, and looked around in confusion. What the…? Then she realized that she was sporting wings. Oh, no… they saw. A wave of desperation washed over her as she gave into heart shredding sobs.

 

“Okaa-san, what's wrong? Did he hurt you? Okaa-san…” Shippou asked, tears threatening to fall down his eyes at the sight of her mother's state. He hugged her with his tiny arms, in an attempt to sooth her shaky form. He couldn't smell any wound, but if Kagome was weeping like that then something must have been hurting her badly.

 

The sound of her adopted son's voice seemed to sooth Kagome a bit, as her sobs began to die away as everyone, even Inuyasha, waited silently for her to put herself together before they asked about last night's events.

 

“Nee-chan, are you all right?” the taijiya asked tentatively “Can you tell us what happened?”

 

The miko looked at her friend, her sister, and felt the tears pooling in her eyes once again, but she pushed them down. They deserve to know she thought. I should have told them so long ago.

 

“I…” she began, her voice shaky and unsure “I'm sorry guys”

 

“What the hell are you sorry about wench? Just tell us what happened!” Inuyasha barked, his patience worn out after spending the night in his hated half brother's company. He didn't feel like being kept in the dark for another second.

 

Moments later Miroku's staff collided with his head, leaving a painful bump behind.

 

“Itte! What the hell was hat for?!” he complained.

 

“Inuyasha, let Kagome-sama explain herself, you're not helping her with your demands” said houshi censored, a serious expression set in his features.

 

“Keh!” the hanyou growled before keeping silence once again, waiting for Kagome's explanation.

 

Sesshoumaru watched the exchange between the two of them with growing disgust. He despised the way his half brother let the houshi hit him, the alpha male in his pack, without any kind of retaliation. He would let his command be threatened and not do a thing in response! How disgraceful for his father's blood! He shook his head in an imperceptibly small movement before returning his attention to the matter at hands. The miko now was sitting with her legs crossed, the little kitsune comfortably set on her lap purring in content as her surrogate mother stroke his hair absentmindedly. The lower part of her golden wings pooled on the floor around them, and he could feel her miko aura growing as she concentrated. The markings on her face and wrists faded away slowly until she looked hanyou again. Interesting. Why does she insist on hiding what she truly is?

 

“Okaa-san? Why are you hanyou now?” the kitsune pup asked “You smelt like youkai when we came”

 

The rest of them returned their attention to the hanyou miko sitting on the ground in front of them.

 

“I guess I should tell you everything” she said “I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before”

 

“Just tell us, Kagome-chan.” Sango told her, an encouraging smile on her face. “We're your friend, we'll understand.”

 

Kagome just nodded and began her explanations.

 

“I've been like this for as long as I can recall. My jii-chan said it was a curse set upon our family centuries ago, that lies dormant in our blood and only awakes on some of the females in the family line, apparently the ones possessing holy powers. It seems that the choice is completely random, though, as I said, all of them had been females. As for the holy powers thing, I didn't even know I had them till I met you guys.”

 

“Why the fuck didn't you tell us, Kagome?” Inuyasha spat.

 

“I… I was afraid.”

 

“Afraid of what, Kagome?” Sango inquired

 

“Afraid… that you would leave me, that you wouldn't want me” Kagome said, lowering her gaze, ashamed that she hadn't confided in her friends.

 

“Kagome, that's fucking bullshit and you know it damn well! Hell, at least you should have told ME! I am hanyou, for Kami's sake, how could you think I would leave you for being hanyou as well?” the silver haired hanyou said, still not understanding her reasoning.

 

“You don't understand, I didn't even know I was hanyou until I found you pinned to the Goshinboku! I thought I was a monster…” she trailed off, looking down in an attempt to keep the tears from pouring down her cheeks.

 

“Then why didn't you tell me when you found out?” he asked in a gentler voice, seeing as this was very hard on his friend, though he was hurt that she had kept all of it from him. It would have been comforting to know he had another hanyou by his side, that she could understand his double nature, the conflict between youkai instincts and human reasoning.

 

“Because… because even then, I was different. It's quite clear that I'm hanyou, but not the same was as you are” she explained.

 

“Then how?” he asked again.

 

“My youkai and human blood do not mix, as do yours for most of the time. Instead, each one is all the time trying to overpower the other. I don't know why, but it seems to be somehow related to the moon cycles. The night of the new moon I am completely human” she made sure not to mention that he was as well, seeing as Sesshoumaru was there listening to the explanation as well. She'd have to ask him about last night's events later. “That night, though, my miko power grows exponentially, becoming nearly impossible to control. It seems that my youki keeps it in check the rest of the time, but as my youkai blood gets dormant that night, it overpowers my control” she took a deep breath. “On the other hand, the night of the full moon it's my human blood the one that becomes powerless, and I go into a destruction rampage, killing every being that crosses my path. It is a progressive change, though. I am hanyou most of the time, even if my miko abilities can hide my youkai features, as well as my aura, most of the time, that way making me look like a human, until it's a few days from the full moon, when my youkai blood becomes too strong and I can't hide it anymore. That's why I go home each and every full moon. I lock myself up in a special cell, and my family makes sure I stay there until the night is over and I am able to go out again. I didn't want to put you guys in danger. If I ever hurt you…” she started sobbing again, unable to finish the sentence.

 

“But Kagome-sama, you should have told us nonetheless” Miroku told her “We wouldn't have prevented your return home, and we could have helped you hadn't you been able to make it there”

 

“I know, Miroku-kun, but I felt so ashamed…” Kagome trailed off

 

Inuyasha paled at this. Was Kagome ashamed of being a hanyou? He felt cheated, betrayed… She had always told him that it didn't matter whether you were youkai, hanyou or human. Was it all a lie? he wondered.

 

Kagome, oblivious to his friend's distress, went on. “My youkai blood didn't become powerful enough to overcome the human one until I was seven. I think it had something to do with me living in a shrine and the holy power surrounding it. That night, I was playing with my father in the background when the moon rose. I can't remember anything, one moment I was happily chasing my father ad the next one, everything went black.

 

ooooooooooooooooooooooo

 

Flashback

 

Seven year old Kagome awoke tied to her bed, harsh ropes scratching her wrists and ankles. She noticed the bronze markings on them, but she was too scared to think about that particular thing at the moment. She remembered playing with her father last night, but she couldn't remember going back to her room, much less being tied down to her own bed. She did what any kid would. She called for her father.

 

“Otou-san! Otou-san come please! I'm scared otou-san, come for me!!” Her father, however, never came. Instead, she found herself facing the weeping features of her mother, who was holding her baby brother on her arms.

 

“He can't come for you now, my dear” she told her, brushing her bangs from her face before untying her limbs. “You have to be a brave girl, Kagome. He wouldn't want you to cry over him” she added, wiping away the tears falling down her daughter's face.

 

End of flashback

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“It was a few years later that I learned what I had done, when my jii-chan told me about the curse.” she finished, unshed tears glittering in her eyes as the sorrow of past events resurfaced.

 

“Oh, Kagome, I'm so sorry” Sango kneeled beside her friend before enveloping her in a comforting hug. She knew what she was going through, and understood her, as her own brther, Kohaku, had killed her father while being possessed by Naraku.

 

Inuyasha felt sorry for her, as well as relieved that she wasn't ashamed of her hanyou blood, but the things she had done while not in her right mind.

 

Sesshoumaru, unmoved by her sorrow and practical as ever, brought them back to business.

 

“This Sesshoumaru shall not allow a threat such as you to wander freely his lands. You shall have both your youkai and miko blood sealed if you wish to set foot on them ever again.” He stated, his voice betraying no emotion whatsoever.

 

Kagome looked at him, a mixture of gratefulness and annoyance written all over her beautiful features. “Very well, then” she hesitated for a moment “Where can I get a seal?” she asked.

 

Sesshoumaru seemed to give it a thought for a while before he answered her question. “You shall get Toutousai to make a seal for you, as he did for my half brother” he commanded flatly.

 

Kagome, reluctant to disagree with him just after he had spared her life, just nodded. “Agreed”

 

 

Okay, so here it is the third chapter, please let me know what you think about it!!! Also, here are the translations for both this chapter and the second one. PLEASE REVIEW!! ;)

 

 

Tenshi: angel

 

Inu: dog

 

Taiyoukai: great demon

 

Ningen: human

 

Washi: eagle

 

Kurohyou: panther

 

Youki: youkai energy (not very sure if it is written the right way)

 

Otou-san: father

 

Uso: liar

 

Nee-chan: sister

 

Jii-chan: grandfather

 

Kami: god