InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ His Little Girl ❯ My son, my hero ( Chapter 11 )

 

Kagome and Sesshoumaru stood facing each other in her room. The sun was just beginning to set over the horizon and the fading light cast a molten golden-red glow upon the girl's features, illuminating her tears like liquid crystal as they made a slow trek down her cheeks. She knew they would find each other again, and she and Shippou would only be staying a few more days until she had her tests all done, but it didn't make the departure any easier.

 

Inuyasha had returned earlier that day, carrying the many bags made from bed sheets, full of Raman and other things across the time well with him. Sesshoumaru closed the distance between himself and the weeping miko, wrapping his arms around her, one around her waist, the other hand buried in her raven tresses, he brought her into a deep slow kiss. His lips moved over her trembling ones slowly and sensuously, hinting at a promise of passions yet to come.

 

Her time of blood had hit the day after their shopping expedition, three days prior and her emotions had been all over the map. She had gone from laughing joy to silent melancholy that day as she thought of the departure her taiyoukai would make at sunset.

 

Sesshoumaru's tongue swept slowly across her soft lips begging for an entrance that was soon granted with a sigh of pleasure and yet of pain. She clung to him, one arm around his neck, the other hand wrapped so tightly in his haori. He only had to put on his armor and then he would be gone. If she could just stay close enough to him that he couldn't don his armor then maybe he would stay.

 

She knew it was selfish, and that Rin's kits needed to be fed, but at that moment all she could think about was not being with him, not sleeping beside him, not waking in his arms for two whole days. Two days ago, during the night when her cramps had hit her so hard they'd woken her from a silent slumber into gasping and tearfully painful wakefulness, he had been there beside her to soothe the pain away with a gentle massage of her abdomen and the pulsing contraction of his tail around her stomach. Never had she thought that she would feel as loved and cared for as she had in that moment.

 

Slowly, the kiss ended and Sesshoumaru moved to her desk where his armor and swords were placed. Donning them slowly, he tied his swords to his side and turned to her. With one last kiss he lifted Rin into his arms and leapt out the window and across the yard, into the well house, and down the well across time and space.

 

As Kagome sat on her bed and laid on her side, curling up with the pillow he had used in her arms, Shippou jumped up beside her and curled up tucked against her chest, beneath her chin.

 

“Don't worry Mamma, you'll see him again,” the kit soothed his mother and fell along with her into a light slumber.

 

An hour later her mother came up to tell her that she and jii-san and Souta would be leaving before she woke in the morning to head out to Osaka to see her sick aunt Jiyenna. The woman had given birth a month earlier to a still born child and hadn't dealt well with the child's death, nor with the post-partum depression she was experiencing. Souta was out for winter break as would be Kagome after her finals the next morning, though her plan was to go back to the Feudal Era which was why the other three were heading out in the early morning.

 

Kagome nodded tiredly and her mother kissed her cheek as well as the sleeping kitsune before leaving the room, closing the door behind her as she left. She knew the departure was hard on her daughter, but she also knew that she would soon be reunited with her new love in a few short days, no matter how endless they may seem to the girl now.

 

Kagome settled back down into the bed and slept deeply that night not waking until a scant hour before her final the next morning.

 

 

 

The final had gone well, Kagome feeling as though she had aced it though it did little to lift her somber spirit. Her period had finally ended just after the final, one thing she was grateful for. As she was leaving the school grounds, she felt a strong hand grab her arm and turn her to face a male chest. Looking up she found herself looking into the eyes of none other than Hojou.

 

“H-Hojou-kun, konnichiwa.” Something about him seemed off, but she tossed the thought aside thinking it to be her errant emotions getting the best of her.

 

“Higurashi-san, would you do me the honour of letting me accompany you home?” he asked with an innocent smile, though his thoughts were anything but. He would confront her today about what Yuki had told him.

 

Kagome nodded and the boy walked beside her back to the shrine and up to her house. As they reached the house Hojou noticed that her mother's car wasn't in the drive and asked about its absence.

 

“Oh she and the others went to see my sick aunt in Osaka. I'm not sure when they'll be back,” she said absently as she invited him inside.

 

As soon as they were in the house, Hojou shut and locked the door, slamming her back up against the hard unforgiving surface and crushing her body with his, his hands on either side of her, trapping her in place. She looked at him with wide eyes, unable to believe that he was acting this way.

 

“Kagome who is Kouga?” he asked his lips grazing her ear.

 

“K-Kouga? He - he's my friend.” Her voice shook slightly and she shivered in fear as she felt him rake his nails up her thigh, lifting her uniform skirt as he went. She struggled and was rewarded with a harsh slap to her cheek sending her to the floor. Her hand cupped her reddened cheek as she looked up at him with frightened eyes. “H-Hojou?”

 

Reaching swiftly down, Hojou grabbed her arm and dragged her back up to her feet, throwing her down onto the couch and straddling her thighs. In the blink of an eye, he had removed a rather large switchblade from his pants pocket and set about cutting through her top, removing the material quickly. Kagome tried to grab at the knife and throw it and him off of her, but only succeeded in gaining a rather large gash across her palm and another hard backhanded slap to the cheek opposite the one that had previously been hit.

 

Her pulse was racing with fear and panic and her thoughts drifted to Shippou who was asleep upstairs. His eyes followed hers and he covered her mouth, his hand pressing hard enough against her mouth she thought for sure he'd cut her lips on her teeth.

 

“Call for anyone and they get to know what this knife feels like as it slices into them. Understand?” he growled harshly at her. She nodded frightenedly as tears rolled from the corners of her eyes down into her hair that lay spread upon the couch like a black pool.

 

His hands roved over her chest and he used the knife to slice through the front and straps of her bra removing the offending garment. The terrified girl lay trembling beneath him as he removed her skirt and tore off her panties. She wanted to cry out, to scream for him to stop, but fear for her son's life stopped her from doing so. She whimpered and clenched her eyes shut as she felt two of his fingers harshly enter her dry passage and move around harshly inside of her.

 

It hurt, oh kami how it hurt! She prayed to whatever forces were listening for this to stop, for someone to make him stop. He ripped his fingers from her causing her to whimper with pain again as his nails scratched her and she heard his zipper go down slowly. She clenched her eyes harder and her tears came faster as she thought about what was going to happen. But then she heard him scream in pain. Her eyes opened to find Shippou clinging to his face his hand and feet claws scratching at his face and throat as the kit defended his mother viciously.

 

“Get away from my Mamma! Get off of her!” the young youkai child screamed as he clawed and bit at the strange man hurting his mamma. He had been woken swiftly a moment earlier by the scent of her overwhelming fear and the salt of her tears. Seeing his mother lying naked beneath the man and crying he had leapt into action. Biting, clawing and scratching until the attacker was off of his mother and falling down the shrine steps.

 

Running back inside and closing the door Shippou swiftly returned to his mother and found her on her side on the couch curled in a tight fetal position and sobbing harshly. He tried for several minutes to calm her and get her attention but nothing worked, he couldn't reach her. Making a decision he hated to make he dragged a blanket over her nude form and spoke softly to the woman who was oblivious to everything except her tears. She was so terrified you could very nearly touch the fear as though it were an entity itself.

 

“I'll be back Mamma; I promise I'll be back. Please don't go anywhere.” With that said Shippou bounded as fast as he could out the back door and down the well.

 

With one great spirited leap, the kitsune was off the well floor and onto the grass of the Feudal Era. Running as fast as he could on all fours, dirt and blood caked his claws, hands and feet as they carried him swiftly to the village where Inuyasha was sure to be.

 

“Daddy! DADDY!” he screamed madly as he came near the god tree and launched himself at Inuyasha as the hanyou came running out at the kitsune's frightened and panicked cries. Launching himself at the hanyou, he clung to the fire rat haori shaking with adrenaline fever and fear for his mother.

 

“Shippou wha - that's blood! Shippou are you - wait I know that scent - what's his name Hobo - Hojou? Shippou what happened!?” he asked holding the kit out in front of his face.

 

“Mamma! Mamma's hurt!”

 

That was all it took for Inuyasha to spring into action. He yelled for the others to keep a look out for Sesshoumaru and if they saw him to tell him to go to Kagome through the well. After that he was off leaping through the air to get to the well, the kit clinging tightly to his back. Leaping through the well he came out the other side and bounded out of the well house and into Kagome's house where he found the still shaking and sobbing girl lying on the couch out of her mind with fear.

 

Edging closer to the blanketed form, he instructed Shippou to go upstairs to her room, he didn't want the kit seeing his mother this way. As soon as Shippou had left and he heard the upstairs door close, he knelt by the couch and could smell the fear and pain from Kagome, the scent of Hojou's blood as well as his rage and lust. It didn't take much for the hanyou to understand what had happened.

 

“Kagome,” he called to the girl softly and gently touched her shoulder.

 

Her reaction was immediate. In an instant, Kagome had scrambled off the couch and into the far corner of the room clutching the blanket around her and crying and gasping begging not to be touched. She didn't even recognize him.

 

Inuyasha's heart ached and raged at the sight. This girl was so strong, she had faced countless youkai and oni trying to kill her and hadn't even batted an eye, but this, this could very easily destroy her. How he longed to sharpened his claws on that dammed boy, to hear his screams and cries of fear and pain. But not now, right now Kagome needed him.

 

Slowly he eased toward her and did the only thing he could think of to calm her, the only thing that always seemed to make her happy. Releasing a low whine he leaned his head down and toward her, offering up his ears to be petted. Ever so slowly Kagome came back to herself, came back to her surroundings and heard the constant repeated low whine from the hanyou before her. Seeing his proffered ears, she ever so slowly, tears still cascading down her cheeks, lifted a hand to the furry appendages and lightly scratched at the base of his left ear.

 

Slowly, so as not to frighten her with any sudden movements, Inuyasha looked up and scared blue-grey eyes met sad golden ones.

 

“I-inu-Inuyasha?” she whimpered. At his nod, she flung herself into his arms, clinging to him for dear life and sobbed into his chest. He held the girl tightly and lifted her into his arms, carrying her upstairs and into the bathroom. Setting her on the bathroom counter, he took hold of her bloodied hand and took a washcloth out from beneath the sink. Running water in the sink until it was hot, he wet the cloth and the rung out most of the water until it was just slightly damp. Stopping the drain in the sink, he let water gather until there was a shallow pool of hot water and then shut off the tap.

 

“I'm sorry, this will hurt,” he whispered and lifted the cloth to her injured palm. She hissed at the contact against the torn skin and he flinched, his ears folded back at the knowledge that he was causing her more pain. Thankfully the cut wasn't too deep, but it needed to be clean.

 

“Stop,” she said softly and he obeyed her request. “I w-want to take a bath. Could you please leave? Please,” she whispered through her silent tears.

 

He nodded and wrapped her up in a soothing hug before leaving her to her bath, closing the door behind him as he left. Moving down the stairs and into the courtyard he dropped to his knees beside the god tree and cried, releasing a mournful howl to the sky above, though Kagome wouldn't hear it through the running water of the steaming shower.

 

The girl in the bathroom had just climbed under the burning spray when Sesshoumaru emerged from the well house to hear his brother release another anguished howl. Moving swiftly to the younger boy, Sesshoumaru enfolded him in his arms and tried to soothe the inconsolable hanyou.

 

“What happened Inuyasha? What happened?” the taiyoukai asked fearfully with concern. He had never seen his brother like this. He had not passed through the village and therefore had not seen Miroku or Sango. He didn't know what was going on at all.

 

Sesshoumaru had left Rin in Jaken's care at the castle in the western lands and hand returned to spend the next day or so with Kagome until she would be ready to return. The sight that had greeted him chilled his soul and constricted his heart.

 

“Mamma was hurt,” he heard Shippou say and looked down to see the kitsune kit crouching on the ground beside him and his brother. The child's head hung low and his tail was very nearly between his legs, the inuyoukai could smell tears of fear and hurt on the child before him.

 

“How was she hurt?” he asked the kit, though it would be his brother who answered.

 

“She was raped.”

 

“N-no,” a trembling voice said from the doorway and all three looked up. “Sh-shippou stopped him before he went that far, he just um…he,” her knees buckled and she fell to the ground, two strong arms and a warm tail stopping her descent and bringing her up against a hard armored chest.

 

Sesshoumaru kissed the girl's hair and gathered her toweled form in his arms tightly. He stroked her hair and buried his face in her neck as she cried. Inuyasha stood and removed his fire rat haori and draped it over the sobbing girl's shoulders. Stroking her hair he met his brother's eyes. Their gaze broke as they heard the woman's soft trembling words.

 

“Just his…he…he put his fingers inside me. It hurt, it hurt so much. It still hurts, I c-can still feel his hands on me,” she cried and began scratching hard at her arms trying to rid herself of the feeling. Her nails were easily bringing angry red welts and at some areas drawing blood.

 

“Stop,” Sesshoumaru commanded softly as he captured her hands and brought them up to his face. Seeing the cut across her palm, he lifted her injured hand to his lips and licked at the cut until it began to heal, using his healing saliva to heal her. Wrapping his arms around her once the task was done he held her close. “You have everything you need packed?” when she nodded against his chest plate, he looked to his brother. “Gather her things.”

 

Inuyasha did as commanded and leapt in through her bedroom window, gathered her overstuffed yellow pack and leapt back out. Looking to the kit, Sesshoumaru gave a motion with his head and Shippou hopped up to perch on his shoulder, opposite the shoulder armor. Silently he carried Kagome to the well house, his brother following behind with the yellow pack.

 

Once they arrived in the Feudal Era, he quietly instructed his brother to tie the pack to Ah-Un's saddle and then he bid him to gather his friends. A few moments later Inuyasha came bounding back toward them, Miroku and Sango on a fully transformed Kirara, all had subdued faces. The group, Inuyasha upon Ah-Un, his brother upon his cloud and the exterminator and monk upon the nekoyoukai made their way to the western lands.