InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ In the Dark ❯ Truth and Forgiveness ( Chapter 9 )

AN- Sorry this took so long guys, my life has gone insane in the last few weeks. So here's a chappie for you and a "apology" lemon to get back into your good graces! *cough* FF.net has the edited version since they won't allow artistic freedom ^_^. E-mail me if there's any confusion, I'll be happy to answer questions. Thank you for the reviews! The more you review, the more I want to write! Don't send me e-mails about OC-ness. I made them that way on purpose, they had 500 years to develop so who knows what they would be like. I'm making a fanfic, not another chapter of the manga. >.<

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Chapter 9

In the Dark

The truth and forgiveness

Sesshomarou was silent, lying on the wooden floor of his office, holding his crying mate against him. His mind was swirling with one thought at the moment and it was griping his soul.

Blood.

That's all he could smell, that's all he could taste and that's all he could think about. A sense of dread came over him as he let his tongue roam the inside of his mouth and fought the urge to vomit. The taste of his mate was coating the inside and the copper-metallic tang of the liquid was assaulting his senses and he had to fight the urge to howl his grief but Sesshomarou was not one to act illogically.

He was rubbing the organ raw against his teeth and he frowned, the blood was soured with the taste of fear and that made panic grow inside him. 'Was this what his brother had experienced when he killed his mate?' Sesshomarou wondered calmly despite his alarmed wife clutching at him. Hetried to recall the last few minutes of this nightmare but things seemed blurry and incoherent in his mind. He remembers hearing a soft sound and foreign words as he read the note; the sudden surge of adrenaline had ran through his veins and the dreadful realization that he couldn't control himself as his body began to transform. He had sensed himself start to be buried under his primal instincts, like he had changed into nothing more than a vicious, mindless animal.

Sesshomarou opened his eyes and peered down to his mate. All he could see was her black hair laying over him like a blanket. He could feel the wet tears soak through his shirt and without hesitation, he started to lift himself from the ground into a sitting position, careful not to let go of his mate in her fragile state. He gently brought her to his lap and wrapped his arms around her in an effort to tell her that he was again himself. He felt her cry only harder and he winced as her fingers painfully caught his skin as she fisted her hands into the material of his shirt. He said nothing at this because at the moment he was trying to figure out what had happened.

He moved his head around Rin and noticed her state. She was disheveled, her face puffed up from the effort of her crying and she had splatters of blood on her cheeks that forced him to give her a closer look. What he saw made him blanch as he felt shame wrap itself around his heart. Rin's arms were actively bleeding from where his fingers had broken the flesh in his effort to fight for control, her shirt was ripped to shreds, the flesh exposed from her battle with his instincts. Her body trembled against him and her skin held an unhealthy shade of grey. Her eyes held no spark of joy but retained a flat somber note, from a vivid chocolate fudge to a stale coco. She no longer held her proud demeanor as he watched her shoulders shake from the force of her sobs. This was his fault he thought as he let out a silent sigh, a breath he had been holding while carefully looking over her.

He moved his hands down to her face and she flinched away from him, stopping his movement in the process. The smell of blood was everywhere on his mate and he had to make things right. His gold eyes flashed momentarily with anger against himself when he noticed his fingers and claws covered in a red sticky substance. He was suddenly disgusted with himself. He removed Rin from his lap and lifted himself from the ground. He could not bare to look at her, the shame of his actions against the one person that mattered the most to him in the world had made the usually proud and stoic lord uncertain with himself.

"Sesshomarou? Are …" Rin started to ask him but he did not allow her to continue as he raised his hand as a sign for her to stop and said quietly "Come Rin, we must clean your wounds." She stared long and hard at the back of her mate, he would not look at her. She noticed a shift in him in the last few moments that made her bring her eyes down to her lap, she frowned at this change and she only weakly nodded to him. She bit her lip in an effort to fight the new wave of tears that threatened to take over her.

Sesshomarou reached out a hand with his bloody fingers extended in a silent request for her to take it. She tentatively complied and let her small hand be taken by his larger one. Sesshomarou did not know what to say to her, he should apologize but it seemed inappropriate right now since he wasn't sure if she would accept his apology. He led her out of the room and proceeded down the hall, his eyes never faltering from its intended target.

He could sense a change in the link between them, it was strained and tense to the point Sesshomarou thought it would snap. Her fear and his confusion were not helping matters much, they needed to reaffirm their bond as mates. Their trust seemed to have been tested in a most cruel and unusual way, giving light on the ordeal of Inuyasha and his mate's death 500 years ago.

He arrived in front of the door to their bathroom and opened the door, motioning to his mate to go in first and she complied, walking softly past her lover and stepped inside the mint colored bathroom. She made her way to the chair, next to the large tub and sat down, waiting for his next move. Sesshomarou nodded to her and opened the cabinet door, looking for the materials needed to cover her wounds. As he reached for the gauze, his eyes lingered lightly on his blood crusted fingers and winced 'I should wash that' he frowned slightly and turned on the tap, waiting for the water to get hot. He looked into the mirror and watched his mate's reflection in the mirror. She was staring at him with worry in her eyes, her fingers fidgeting with a sudden stress. He sighed. He must fix this. He began to wash his hands and he suddenly felt Rin's small feminine arms wrap around his waist and her face lean against his back. Her arms squeezed him slightly. He closed his eyes and leaned back into her, she was telling him without words that he had nothing to apologize for but he still felt the strain on their bond.

Rin could sense it, the pull between them; she needed to make it better. Sesshomarou turned around in her arms and pushed her away gently; grabbing one of the washcloths he had set out, dipping it in the running water. He put down the cloth and reached for her. He pulled her bloodied shirt over her head and removed her bra, the garment being sullied thus it was now useless. He took the warm wet cloth and pressed it against her fragile skin. He concentrated only on cleaning the drying blood from her skin and nothing else. Rin watched him as he gently cleaned her and she could sense his uncertainty through the link and it was making her upset. Not the "I'm going to cry" upset but the "snap out of it or I'm going to freak out" upset. She thought about what she could do to fix the problem and it came to her suddenly. This could solve the strain on their link and reassure her mate that he was thoroughly forgiven.

Sesshomarou was concentrating so hard he was surprised when Rin reached over to his hand and pulled the cloth from it. He looked up to her and saw a soft smile on her lips, her eyes were twinkling with a sort of mischief he recognized right away. He sniffed the air tentatively and noted a sharp change in her smell. It was enticing. He let out a soft growl to her in warning, he did not think this was the time to be playing, but she ignored him by bringing her topless body hard against him. He could feel the heat of her breasts through his shirt and felt himself harden as she reached through their link and manipulated it to bring an intense sexual desire to life. She let her mind wander to all her favourite moments of their lovemakingfrom the past, letting the emotion and sexual tension mount in their link from her memories, making the images as vivid as possible. His eyes flashed molten gold and Rin closed her eyes in concentration, pulling Sesshomarou out from inside himself. She needed him right now.

Rin leaned into her mate as his hands began to travel along her naked skin, leaving a trail of goosebumpson her flesh; she let out a soft sigh as her body warmed to his touch. She was anticipating his every move, her body responding to his soft caress. She thought about all of his kisses, the feel of his velvety tongue against her skin, the heat of his body against her moving in a primitive rhythm and she felt her body flush with an intense desire mixed with that of Sesshomarou's. She felt her lover lower his head towards her exposed neck, his tongue licked her abused flesh and she shivered at the sensation as he lapped at the closed wound. His fingers were busy telegraphing his apology on her body, making her skin heat with want. Rin suddenly felt breathless as he began to lower her down to the floor and he let her fingers undo the buttons of his bloodied shirt. She removed the offensive garment and stared lovingly at her mate, his skin was a creamy gold, like it had been kissed by the sun on a lazy summer afternoon, she loved him so much, it overwhelmed her at times.

Sesshomarou leaned over her, one knee between her legs in a straddled position, his hands were beside her arms, pinning her to the ground in a dominant position. He let his eyes wander over her exposed flesh, his gaze was intense and she felt the tingles of it on her skin. He bent his head towards her, her mouth was lightly open and her lips were nearly trembling with anticipation. She could feel his breath on them, he stopped a few millimeters away from her mouth and she licked her lips. He searched her face with his eyes, asking silently for permission, she let out a soft growl in frustration and he responded with a smirk. He met her waiting lips with a slow kiss that coaxed Rin into opening her mouthwider, letting his tongue roam in search for her own. She let her tongue mate with his and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling her lover closer to her, forcing the skin of their bodies to meet. He let out a groan as he fell on top of her and his groin met with her heat. Rin deepened the kiss as it went from slow to passionate; she wiggled under him and moved her legs on either side of him, forcing her mate to push against her. She let her hands wander his back, fingertips brushing along the lines of his muscles, marking desire in his skin as she moved them towards the edge of his pants. Sesshomarou moved from her mouth to her ear and caught the lobe in his teeth, pressing down in a sensual nibble that made her gasp. He felt her nipples tighten as she arched into his chest when his right hand traveled the length of her torso, his claws lightly brushing the skin.

She bit her lip as he moved from her ear to the edge of her jaw, kissing and nipping at the flesh. His tongue left a trail of wetness from her chin to her collarbone and he sucked on her pulse point. She relished in the feel of him and his ministrations. Rin reached the edge of his pants and followed the path of his belt to the front of him, she began to unbuckle his pants and heard him moan lightly when she brushed against his erection as he pressed down against her own heat and made her moan. It only made him harder when she responded and suddenly their moves began to have a clear urgency to them. She began to softly pant as he rubbed himself between her legs; she was losing coherent thought at the sensation building between them.

"W… wait …" she spoke softly to her mate. He looked up at her inquisitively as she wiggled under him, his eyes twinkled momentarily when he realized she was trying to unbuckle his pants and remove them so he continued his soft assault on her right breast and felt her feet push down on the material of his pants, dragging them away from his body. She hooked her fingers to his underwear and pulled down, freeing him from the constraint of his clothed prison. He groaned as she grabbed his swollen member and gave him a long torturous stroke from the base to tip. She smiled slyly when his eyes rolled back into his head and he let out another groan. She gasped when he bit down lightly around her nipple in retaliation.

His hands moved down to her skirt, pulling up the loose material around her waist, his fingers searched for her core and they met with the barrier of her underwear. He frowned at her and spoke softly into her ear. "Why do you have more clothes than me? It seems a little unfair." She shivered at the mixture between his fingers brushing against her core and his breath against her ear. He took one hand and pressed his fingers tightly against her womanhood, playing with her sex, changing the pressure on the nub enough to make her folds slick with want. Her heart was beating hard and her skin was flushed. She could barely put a sentence together in her mind.

Sesshomarou heard her groans and felt her moist center, his fingers were dampening through the material and he knew she was ready for him. He wasn't done though. He moved down her body, leaving a trail of kisses on her heated skin as he swiftly removed her skirt, leaving her in only her panties. He kneeled before her and she took in his naked beauty. Her fingertips reached for him, brushing against his tip and she smiled at his shudder. He was more than ready for her but he was holding back. He pushed her hand away and bent down to her panties; he breathed her smell and let out a moan at the spicy scent. He would make love to her slowly as repentance for his injuries to her, her pleasure must come first. He nuzzled her heat with his nose, rubbing firmly against her and she moaned. The sensation was pure ecstasy but he was moving so slowly, she couldn't cum. He moved his mouth to where his nose had been and licked the swollen nub through the material, she twitched under his ministrations and moaned as he wrapped his lips around the area and lightly sucked, letting his tongue move in a rhythm against it. She was starting to give shallow pants as her orgasm built, her hands were mingled in his hair and she had to restrain herself from pulling out his silver mane. She began to buck against him and he pressed hard against her hips, stopping her from bringing herself to salvation. She whimpered when he stopped her, she was so close.

Sesshomarou couldn't take it any longer; he removed her barrier and settled himself between her legs. He bent down and captured her lips in a needful kiss, Rin could taste herself in his mouth and her arousal reached tenfold. She felt the tip of his throbbing erection settle at her opening, her folds were almost spreading themselves with the anticipation and she reached down to his butt and pushed him inside her. She was wet with want and he moaned loudly when he entered her, filling her to the brink. He didn't move for a moment, he was about to lose control and he wanted this to last. She growled in frustration for not moving and bucked her hips against him, moving him involuntarily. His eyes rolled in pleasure as his mate moved against him. He began to follow her rhythm and moaned her name as her moist heat wrapped itself around him. His arms wrapped themselves around her back, pulling her into him, forcing a deeper feel inside her and she moaned again, her breaths were deeper and shallower, her fingernails were digging at the flesh of his buttocks, begging for him to move faster and he complied. Soon they were moving against each other to reach one goal, Rin was nearly screaming buther moans were coming out from somewhere deep within her soul, making her sound hoarse instead, Sesshomarou could barely breathe from the sensations coursing through him, filling his blood with desire and an urgent need to mate his lover.

He started to growl, his chest rumbling against her body, sending shivers of excitement through her. He was close, she could feel it in their bond. She opened her mind to the sensations of both of their arousals. She could feel the first ripples of their combined orgasm and she braced herself for it, opening her mind and heart, pouring everything of herself into him and she heard his strangled moans as he bucked faster against her. She let out a passionate scream as they peaked and Sesshomarou slammed into her one last time. He growled her name loudly as he came, the sensation of her clamping down against his shaft, milking him for everything he was worth was almost too much for him to bare.

They collapsed onto each other, both bodies trembling and for once, Rin was thankful to have tile in the bathroom. The coolness of it against her skin was welcomed and she looked over to her breathless mate. She could feel it in their bond; the strain was gone and had erased itself. She closed her eyes in relief and snuggled closely to her husband. He chuckled.

"What?" she asked. "Nothing." He replied. He picked himself off the floor and Rin protested to his sudden move. He looked down at her and said, "I still need to get you cleaned" as he turned on the tap of the tub. She grinned and said "Oh".

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Inuyasha hung up with Miroku and sat down on Kagome's bed. He closed his eyes and breathed in slowly in effort to calm himself. He needed to sort out this information.

'Naraku'

He snarled loudly at the name and felt rage bubble up inside him. That name… That name was nothing more than a curse on his being, a dark spot on his soul he couldn't rid himself of and that bastard had somehow managed to survive all these years and seek him out. Naraku, the man that took him moments after his mate was killed from his own hand and did not give him the decency to grieve for her properly, he took everything from him, even his own mind for over 50 years of his life. All those years are still a blur to him and it pained him to know that this man would have had all the answers, what it is exactly that had happened to him and to why the man had forced him into his youkai.

He frowned. If Naraku was after him now, he had to speak with Kagome and come clean with everything that he knew. She would need to be prepared for what is to come. He got up from her bed and walked briskly to her door, his hand extended to the knob and he paused in mid-step.

'Shit, that means I can't make her my mate until this is over' he thought, his demeanor dropped and his stance no longer held its cocky pride he carried a few minutes before after their souls had successfully mated. He bit the inside of his cheek. This was going to be difficult, Kagome had an idea that she was someone's past life and she knew it was someone named Kikyo but she wasn't aware of some important relationship-warping information like 'Yeah, Kikyo's my dead mate and by the way, I can turn into some crazed monster when I hear a song oh and a guy named Naraku might try to kill me or you, maybe both of us.' And lets not forget the oh so important 'I love you but I can't mate you or make you my wife because I still have some issues from the past to work out' Inuyasha groaned. That would not go over well with her and he could just imagine what she would say to him. If only there was a way he could protect her from himself. He sighed dejectedly and spoke aloud a sentence that he knew he should of kept inside himself but like I've said before, hanyous had the ability to pick out the best gold star moments and the young man unknowingly reached his second.

He gathered his courage, opened the door and stepped out of the safety of Kagome's room and through the mouth of the hall.

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Kagome was sitting at her kitchen table; her mother had finally left the room, mumbling something about needing to rest for some meetings that were coming up. She looked down to her cold cup of tea and waited for Inuyasha to be finished with his phone call. She had taken his 'form' quite well, even if it made her deeply nervous about his look. She could feel a deep chill in the back of her mind the more she thought about it and a creepy feeling would come over her as an image of a snarling red-eyed Inuyasha would flash in her mind. She knew it was Inuyasha, that thing that had killed that girl in her dreams but she wasn't sure how it had happened. Inuyasha seemed like the type of guy who would rather chew his arm off than hurt anyone but that still doesn't explain how he had found himself in her mind and from the looks of it, from the feudal era. He said he was a hanyou, but how old was he?

Suddenly she felt like she had a whole new Inuyasha to learn about and it made her head hurt. It had already taken her four months to crack open this nut, what was it going to take to get this one to open up about his secrets? She groaned. Life was just becoming more complicated since she met him.

She leaned back against the chair and looked around the room and her eyes stopped on her fridge, where she had put up a picture of her and Inuyasha. They were both outside by the God Tree, sitting down in between its roots with a makeshift picnic Inuyasha had thrown together at the last minute, thinking he was being 'romantic', turned out they had sat near an ant hill and had to flick them off one another for the afternoon during their meal. They discovered the infuriating insects when Inuyasha bit down on a sandwich and it made a weird crunching sound. She had never laughed so hard at his little grossed out expression. They took that picture just before that moment and she could see the twinkle in his eyes, he seemed quite happy in that picture. She got herself up from the table and walked to the fridge, picked up the photograph and looked down on it lovingly, relishing the small expressions on their faces. She smiled. They looked like they were in love. Someday they will both have enough courage to say it to one another, it was obvious they did love one another but she didn't want to open that part of herself to him until she could figure out what her memories were about and what Inuyasha was hiding from her.

She heard Inuyasha yell something to Miroku upstairs and frowned; what ever Miroku had just told him was not very pleasant she gathered. She put down the photograph and she made her way to the stairs quietly, she didn't want to disturb him with any noise… who was she kidding? She was going to eavesdrop on her dog demon. She muffled a laugh and silently crept up the stairway. She got close enough to hear him curse out the name Naraku and she heard him moan with slight grief a name that made heart stop.

"Kagome, how will you take to being Kikyo's reincarnation?" She blinked in shock. She… she was truly the reincarnation of the girl she saw in her dreams? The one she sees being murdered by her lover? She figured Kikyo was just an unsettled spirit of some kind that was haunting her because of her miko powers but being her reincarnation? That brought a whole lot of questions she wasn't ready to ask or to find out about. She felt a sudden urge to turn and run, to run into the room and scream at him, to hit him or something. All she knew is that she needed …

"Kagome?" She heard him. His voice inquisitive and small compared to the sound she was making in her head. The long drawn out scream she was muffling in her mind seemed to be two voices, her own and that of Kikyo's. She staggered against the wall, her palms pressing against her temples in a futile attempt to silence the angst she was feeling pouring into her from her soul. It felt like her soul was being split in half, she heard an internal tearing that made her whole body shudder. She let out a sound Inuyasha assumed to be his name before she reached for him, her eyes full of anguish and he felt a sudden hard tug at their link and heard a ripping noise that made his ears flatten to his head. He panicked and called for her grandfather. He could see Kagome struggling to keep her power under control, her eyes were shimmering a bright pink and slowly blue light was seeping into them. Blue like that of Kikyo's miko power.

His eyes widen in understanding. She had overheard him and her soul was finally merging completely with that of Kikyo but they were not ready. He doubled over as another wave of intense pain from her soul merging ripped through him forcefully as Kikyo's memories and soul merged into them and they both fell to the ground. He heard the distant footsteps of her grandfather running up the stairs and that's when it happened. He lost control of his concealing spell and she lost control of her own power as they both dropped into unconsciousness.

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Sesshomarou was standing in front of the Higurashi shrine door way and waited for the shrine priest to come and open the door. He had received a phone call from the man a half hour ago stating that Inuyasha and Kagome had an unpleasant experience with her miko power. The most interesting part was how his brother had lost control of his concealing spell in front of near strangers.

His brother was very particular about whom he revealed his true form to and this would no doubt anger the hanyou to no end. Well, if he was planning to make Kagome his wife, he would have had to tell them eventually but his brother was not the most logical person he had known. He knocked on the door for a second time and finally heard the rushed footsteps of someone to open the door. The door crept open quietly and a young man answered it.

"Can I help you?" Sesshomarou blinked for a moment and kept a careful stoic look on his face. "My name is Sesshomarou. The temple priest called me about my brother Inuyasha." The young man's eyes opened in recognition, considering he and the hanyou looked similar. He nodded and let the demon lord inside the modest home.

Inuyasha and Kagome were lying on the living room floor, modestly covered with a blanket to keep them warm. Sesshomarou looked up to see an old man, eyes closed in concentration and another young man next to him, holding a set of prayer beads. They were both mumbling something and Sesshomarou could feel power in the room struggling for dominance. The old man looked up and eyed the demon lord carefully and motioned him to get closer, to which he complied.

"It seems that their souls have merged" he heard the feeble voice say. Sesshomarou looked on them and said "Inuyasha and his intended Kagome?" Her grandfather shook his head and answered "No, Kagome's soul merged with another soul but something seemed to have gone wrong."

The priest looked up to Sesshomarou, hoping for an answer but Sesshomarou had none. He could only assume that the memories of Kikyo's death had finally integrated themselves with Kagome and Inuyasha's soul link and the 'complications' he had told his brother seemed to be more than they both anticipated. He frowned. Unless the discovery of her past life was accidental, then she would have been unprepared for the truth, which was most likely the case with his idiot brother.

He glanced over to the other priest and gave the man an inquisitive look. The older priest looked in the demon lord's direction and supplied "His name is Miroku. He is a close friend to both of them and he is well versed in ancient barriers to keep their power under control while they are in this state. Both of their magics are running out of control, trying to adapt to the new wave of energy coming from Kagome. Sesshomarou narrowed his eyes and looked down on the still forms of his brother and that of his intended. Was she that powerful or was it something else in her that was making her power so great?

"We will wait until they awaken before we can truly understand what is happening to them." Sesshomarou looked back to the old man and nodded to him. "I will return shortly, there are some things I need to do" and with that, the great demon strolled out of the home, deep in thought over the situation and left a very confused Souta wondering what the hell all that was about.

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Kagome opened her eyes and blinked. At first she thought she had gone blind and had yelled out for Inuyasha but she realized that it was only a deep darkness. She swallowed hard and sat up from where she laid. Her body was pressed hard against cold wet stone and she could feel the dampness seep through her clothes. She shivered and heard something familiar.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

She sighed. She was in the dungeon again it seemed. She hadn't had this dream in a while but it was better than having to deal with a manic depressive Kikyo. She picked herself up and waited for the same events to roll themselves out when she discovers the two glowing eyes in the dark. She was starting to find this particular place boring.

She heard footsteps in the dark and a dragging sound. A strangled growl and yelp followed the thud of a body being dropped to the ground.

"Now, my little pet, you will do as you are told or I will make sure that you never return to yourself."

Kagome blinked. This was different.

A deep growl followed the voice. She felt an evil surround her and it clung to her like a second skin. She held her breath and prayed for her heart to stop beating, just for a few moments. Her body tensed as she felt the aura walk by her and pause in front of her cell. She tried to make herself as small as possible, trying to imagine herself as one of the rocks in her cell. She wasn't sure if it worked but she felt him step away and let out a laugh.

"You believe that you will be free someday?"

She didn't know who that was directed to, the red eyed creature in the dark or her. She heard another snarl and a loud "Go fuck yourself Naraku!" She barely had time to register what was happening before the scenery changed and she found herself in front of Inuyasha. Her Inuyasha. She could barely make him out but as she moved closer to him, she could see him. Her body was emanating a soft light in the thick darkness.

He looked to her with a suffering in his eyes that made her heart skip a beat and tears were brought to her eyes. His long silver hair was a dull gray white, his faced smeared with dirt and his fingers were bloody and crusted with it. His arms were held in ancient looking cuffs, spreading his arms over his head. He was crudely kneeling to the ground, in nothing but a dirty and torn loin cloth. His body shivered as slick wounds on his body oozed blood. She kneeled before him and let a tear slip down her face. He looked up to her and smiled softly, a new light twinkling in his flat golden eyes.

"You came…"

"Of course Inuyasha"

"I thought… I thought you had left me, here, alone in the dark."

"No… I would never leave you." She whispered to him, her hands reaching out to him to let a tender caress cross his face but he only pulled back from her.

"No… you … you don't understand what I have done." He whispered to her, his voice was broken and his eyes returned to that dull colour she hated. Where was her Inuyasha?

"What do you mean?" she asked him, anything to get his eyes to sparkle. He let out a loud mournful cry to the heavens and she had to fight the urge to cover her ears.

"Kikyo…" he moaned her name like a curse and she looked at him in shock. "How do you know that name?" she asked him quietly.

He closed his eyes, trying to hide the pain from her and he sobbed, the pain unbearable. "I killed her… my … my mate. And … and …" She gasped. "Your mate? Kikyo was your wife?" Inuyasha opened his eyes and stared at her, anguish crossed his eyes mixed with guilt and as if the memory of her was unbearable, he let out another howl of despair that forced her to look away in shame. She was making him remember something his soul had worked hard to forget. Who was she to force him like this?

She heard the rustles of the chain scrapping against the stone and the sudden snapping sounds of metal forced her to look at him. His eyes were swirling from flat gold to red and his canines had grown. His nails were long and sharper as he flexed them before her. She heard a harsh voice force itself in her mind, stopping her from breathing.

"I will kill both of you if you continue with this." Kagome wanted to let out a scream but she felt a shift in her and Kikyo's soul separated itself from her. She stepped in front of Kagome in a protective stance and stared at their lover.

"You will do no such thing." She heard her former life retort to the angry Inu. Kikyo flared her power before him and stated calmly "Let go of him. He needs to know all that has happened if he is to forgive himself."

The red eyes Inuyasha only laughed at her. "It will destroy them."

"That is something for them to see about. Not for us to prevent. 500 years is enough of a wait."

He narrowed his eyes at her and smirked. "We'll see. I didn't spend all this time protecting him from himself for nothing" he spat at her. "They will not survive."

"You have too little faith in him"

"And since when have you developed such great faith in us?" he responded with malice. She wavered in her determination for a moment and sighed dejectedly. "If it weren't for your lack of faith in us in the first place, this wouldn't of happened."

"For one simple moment I lost faith in him and it will haunt me for eternity. It seems that my mistake has caused you to lack faith as well, in his own strength of will for his new mate."

She only heard a snort mixed with a keh in response, he averted his crimson eyes from her and stared down to Kagome, who was still hiding behind Kikyo. The dead priestess turned around and placed her hands softly on Kagome's shoulders. Kikyo leaned forward and whispered in Kagome's ear so softly, she barely had time to make it out.

"This could kill both of you Kagome" she heard Kikyo tell her sadly before everything went dark.

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