InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ His Past, Her Present, Their Future ❯ Agreement ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

No own. Would like to have Sessy real…and after this weekend, I would love for Lord Anubis of Rinseternalsoul’s creation to be real as well. *sighs and swoons* Also, I used “House of the Moon” as the palace title, with full deference for Resmiranda. While I write this, I am listening to some Muse songs, but no particular ones stand out for this. After all, this is still just plot building. Promise, though, the story will commence very soon.

His Past, Her Present, Their Future
Chapter 3 - Agreement

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A week later, things were returning to a state of relative normalcy, as normal as things could be without the red-clad hanyou there to argue with. It was then that Kagome finally turned to Miroku in Kaede’s herb garden, “We need to start out to collect the jewel shards again, you know.”
“Hai, I know,” he responded, ripping up a weed, “But without my Kazaana, I’m not very sure how much help I would be…and…” he broke off, looking away, “And Sango and I are having our wedding in a week. We were putting it off until you were awake.”
Her smile reached her eyes this time, “Oh I’m so happy for you both!” she said the glee, wrapping her arms around her friend’s neck. Slowly, as she went back to the weeding, it hit her. He was not telling her to let her know about it, as much as he was telling her he didn’t think they should go hunting with her for the Shikon no Kakera. Her eyes wide she turned to look at him, “So…I’m alone in this?”
He cringed deeply, the pain evident in his eyes, “You’re never alone, Kagome. If you need our help, we’ll be there. But…” Sango, having heard the conversation, walked out then and Miroku stood to join her.
“Kagome-neesan, you know if you need us we will be there in a moment…” her voice trailed off as Miroku’s hands went around her waist to cup her flat stomach, and Kagome’s eyes went wide.
“Oh Kami, congratulations you guys!” she hugged her ‘family’ tightly, and swallowed the lump forming in her throat and nodded, biting back tears, “Hai. I understand,” she stood up and jogged away, not knowing where she was going. When her eyes fell on Goshinboku a sob ripped from her throat, from her soul, and she laid across its huge roots, sobbing. Her world was falling apart. She couldn’t go home without collecting the shards, and she couldn’t collect the shards without help. ‘Stupid, stupid! What will you do now? If you weren’t so weak…Kikyo wandered the countryside on her own, why can’t you do it? Kagome no baka…’ She couldn’t actually be angry with her friends, and she couldn’t ask their assistance with Sango being pregnant. She was so happy for them, but she still felt so hopeless. So alone.
“Miko, stop crying,” a voice resounded coolly.
Tears still falling she turned, locking gazes with the amber eyes of Sesshoumaru, “Oh, shut it,” she mumbled, turning her gaze away. His eyes…so alike, yet so very different…
“Shut what?”
She sighed and turned back to him, “Nevermind. What do you want Sesshoumaru-sama?”
He raised one eyebrow, “I seek the baka half-breed. Where is he?”
Her voice caught again and her chin trembled mightily, “Well just go back where you came from, because he’s…” a sob released, her vision blurring.
“Foolish miko. You weep for that mongrel? Did he run off with his clay pot?”
She rounded on him, on her feet in moments. Fury danced in her eyes as she stomped to face him, craning her neck to look up at him as she poked him fiercely in his armored chest, “You idiot! He’s DEAD! Are you happy now?!”
His mind flashed. Dead? Surely the time had not already come…he discreetly inhaled a bit of the miko’s scent. She was not lying. All he could scent on her was her anger at him, and he wondered how long she would be able to continue poking his armor before she broke her finger. He sighed mentally, watching her scream at him. Anyone else would have been dead already, and even she was trying his patience, “Enough, miko. So, the baka went off and died without letting me kill him? Fool. I am done here.”
Something in her mind tugged her, screamed that she couldn’t let him leave. She gave herself over to that part of her, “Wait, Sesshoumaru!” she called as he gathered his youki at his feet.
He turned, his icy gaze connecting with her, “What do you want from this Sesshoumaru?”
‘Good job, Kagome. Now what?’ she cursed, looking at the taiyoukai while she stuttered,
“Ano…please, stay with me for a few minutes, Sesshoumaru-sama?”
His glare softened minutely, “If you are asking me as your ‘friend’, why are you still using honorifics?”
She smiled sadly, “Well, we haven’t spoken in a few months, I thought it was better to. Besides, you‘re the one who went back to calling me miko.”
“Hn.”
Kagome rolled her eyes and sat on one of the roots of Goshinboku with a sigh, motioning for the Taiyoukai to join her. He did with his usual effortless grace and looked at the woman from the corner of his eye, “What do you need from this Sesshoumaru?”
“How about your company? I don’t feel like talking to the others, because just by looking at them I am reminded of the changed of the last few months.”
“Hn,” he said again, pushing a few claws through his silken hair, “Why am I any better?”
“Because, you weren’t there for everything, but I still feel comfortable around you. And your arrogance always makes me forget whatever other emotion I’m feeling to yell at you,” she quipped, sending him a more heartened smile.
His chest vibrated in a soundless chuckle, “And for this I am to be grateful, I assume?”
“No, but I am.”
She couldn’t see the tiny smile that formed on his lips, but she knew it was there. Two months stuck in the lord’s palace and many subsequent late night talks had gotten her used to his mannerisms. He was still the same ruthless killer, and his icy demeanor never wavered, but she had found another layer to him. He was extraordinarily intelligent and spent more than one night talking to him until dawn. He wasn’t as quiet as he made out to be, he just didn’t speak if he didn’t have anything to say. Which, was rather often. He was totally content to sit in companionable silence for hours, lost in his own thoughts. But silence wasn‘t something he came by often anymore, with a preteen Rin running rampant through his compound. That brought a though to her, “Hey, where’s Rin?”
“At the House of the Moon. Spring planting.”
“Aww, I miss her. She’s growing so quickly.”
“Hn,” he replied, silently agreeing. His young ward was approaching womanhood too quickly for his tastes, and it settled a deep sense of her mortality on him that left him unsettled. He sighed inwardly and tilted his head up to look through the ancient boughs of the God Tree.
Kagome looked at him and was once again struck by his ethereal beauty. His upturned eyes were closed, the suns rays dancing across his perfect pale skin. The more she got to know the stoic lord, the less guilty she felt for appreciating his shocking beauty. Breathtaking, really. She had grown rather fond of him in her time with him, for reasons that lay beneath that icy, gorgeous exterior, but had a tight reign on anything beyond that of friendly fondness for them. His head turned back down and his cool golden eyes met hers for a moment before she turned away, cursing herself for getting caught staring.
“If you wish to, you can return with me. She would be glad to see you, and your room is still your own.”
Kagome worried her lower lip pensively, a surge of warth flooding her that he would still have her room ready for her. But reality was harsh, “I would love to, but I can’t,” she said sadly, rapping the back of her head into the tree trunk.
“Can’t or won’t?”
She sighed heavily, snapping her head to meet his glowing gaze, “Seriously, can’t. I have a duty to fulfill, and I have to figure out how to do it.”
“That being?”
“To re-gather the shards of the Shikon no Tama.”
“I still do not understand why it shattered again. It should have been almost whole after the battle. I know you used it to restore us, but that shouldn’t have shattered it again. I know there is more to this than what you have said, Kagome.”
She squirmed and looked away from him, “I don’t want to talk about it, Sesshoumaru.”
The clawed fingers of his one arm snaked over and grasped her chin, pulling her gaze back to his, “You will tell me, miko. I do not appreciate deceit.”
“It’s not deceit, Sesshou. Its simply…not important. I don’t want anyone else to know, its none of your concern,” she stated, breaking his grip and gaze on her and standing to walk away.
Her belief she was going to get away from him was halted abruptly by a firm but not painful grip on her throat, and a tree trunk to her back. She wasn’t even aware of either of them having moved, “Listen to me, ningen, you will not tell me what does and does not concern me. This Sesshoumaru will decide for himself. And cease calling me that fooling butchering of my name.”
Her scent spiked in anger and Sesshoumaru bit down a smile. She was so entertaining in her tirades, “You listen here Sesshoumaru-sama, we’ve gone over this. You know this friendship thing we have? That means you CANNOT order me to do anything! Cannot! If I don’t feel the need to put up with this ‘filthy ningen’ then why in the hell are you here? Just leave me alone,” she cried, tugging fruitlessly against his iron grip.
He sighed inaudibly and loosened his grip, but did not release her, “Kagome, we’ve been through this. I know where you are from this are different, but here is different. I demand, others obey. It is the way. We could avoid a lot of these petty arguments if you would just give in once in a while.”
She softened, but her anger remained, “And you could do the same.”
“And I do.”
She scoffed, “Right. Name one time.”
“Like right now. You are not dead, that is a large compromise on my part.”
She rolled her dark blue eyes exaggeratedly, “If you must know, I will tell you, but can I at least be put down first?”
He appeared to mull this over for a minute or two before releasing his grip and once again walking to Goshinboku and reclining. She made her way back and caught his impatient gaze. With a heavy heart she relayed to him the boundaries of her wish on the jewel, all the while looking at her loafer-covered feet. She told him of her inability to go home until the shards were recovered, and her eventual leaving when her task was complete. His brow was furrowed when she concluded her story and he spoke slowly, “Then why must you collect the Shikon no Kakera? Keep the three you have, so you know the jewel will not be completed, and then make a life here. You told me before that you wished to.”
“Hai, and I still do. But if it means sacrificing my family, or the lives of countless others at the hands of power-hungry youkai with shards, then I will go home. I will go back to my time and live a boring, plain, uneventful existence, and try to forget my time here.”
He raised her gaze to his again, with a single finger under her chin, “Never forget your past, Kagome. Your past is what makes you, and if you forfeit such a bounty of knowledge that you learned here, or sacrifice your memories in order to save yourself a few tears, you are not the woman I thought you were.”
She sobbed then, and fell forward into Sesshoumaru’s chest as she cried silently, her shoulders shaking with her sobs. He stiffened at the unexpected contact, looking unsure what to do before tentatively placing a hand on her head, as he did for Rin, and running his claws through her hair gently, “But…” she choked out, her voice muffled in his haori, “I can’t even collect the shards! InuYasha is gone, my friends are married and starting their family, and I am too weak to go on my own. I’m such a fool.”
She felt his sigh, “Miko, look at me,” he waited until her gaze met his, “You may be weak but you are no fool. And you will get your shards.”
“How do you figure?”
“Simple,” he said, standing and settling her on her feet, “I will assist you.”

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A/N: All done for now. I got one review! YAY FOR ME! But hey, my single reviewer, I appreciate your words, thank you very much. *blows kisses* Well, off I go to drown myself in more Sessy/Kag fics…I think my well if running dry. I have read SO many now…