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Invisible Partner

Chapter 2

The characters might seem OOC but you have to understand that as long as it is me who is writing this part of my opinion will be in it. I'm sorry if you don't like the characters, but I refuse to change them.

 

 

He had done it again. Walked out on her with Kikyo. Didn't he see what he was doing? He was sealing his own fate. He was practically signing his death sentence. And the worst of it wasn't this. The worst was that it didn't hurt her as much as before. . . Why it didn't hurt her you ask?

 

Because she had him.

 

Her invisible partner, her dearest friend. She didn't know when exactly they became friends, but she always assumed it was the first time they met, when even though he could, he did not kill her.

 

He was there, all the time. No matter if she was in a bad mood, if he was in a bad mood, they always met, they always trained, they always cared. They didn't choose to care, that much she knew, they just did.

 

She couldn't see him. He couldn't see her, and yet they were joined by a bond far stronger than if they could see.

His voice, his words, even his dry sarcasm and cynicism brought her comfort.

 

She remembered the time when she had come through the well, her spirit broken because of a fight she had had with her mother, she remembered exactly what she was thinking then .

 

~Inuyasha . . . a long time ago, I would have come to you, I would have sought your presence, and yet all the way to you I would have feared you. Your opinion, your eyes, your words. . .

 

Not as strong as Kikyo, too weak, cry baby, wench . . .

 

She could hear his words, and that's when she realized that with him it would be different. He had never judged her, her weakness, no he had taken it, made it strong. He had listened, had not said a thing, and when he did, he seemed to take all grey clouds off the sky, leaving only the glowing stars. He would see her . . . as hilarious as it was, he would maybe not see her face, but he would see her soul, and he would not trade it of anything of that she was sure.~

 

She had gone to him then, he had held her, the whole night, had let her tell him how she seemed to get lost in her world , how it seemed that no one actually cared for her, but only for the things she could give. Love, friendship, comfort, she was somewhat like a fireplace providing the warmth you needed, even though you never cared to take out the ashes.

 

He had kissed her forehead, and from that moment on, she felt his protection even in her sleep.

 

Oh God how much she loved him!

 

“I . . . I love him?” She yelled out, her eyes wide, her heart hammering away. She felt his lips again on her forehead, demanding she calm down, and calm she did, breaking out in mad laughter.

 

~^~

 

The girl was infuriating! Even now when night fall was so far away ,his mind, and most awkwardly heart, called out to her. He wanted her here, with him, where she belonged, the fact that he had never seen her not crossing his mind once, for all he cared she could be an old hag, he wanted her. . .

 

And what was worse, he didn't want her just because she eased his burden, made it invisible almost, no, he wanted her because he wanted her . He wanted to hear her laugh, wanted to feel the warmth of her body pressed to his, wanted to delve into the abyss of her soul.

 

He longed for her . . .

 

Not even Rin could ease this. Even though the girl was first just an experiment he now felt as much connected to her as he felt to his invisible partner. He liked the way the girl looked up to him, it reminded him of the brother he had lost, but now he wouldn't make the same mistake again. Never again, he wouldn't let those he cared for go. He couldn't.

 

Suddenly he felt it. Her presence and that of . . . Inuyasha?

 

~^~

 

“Inuyasha can we take a brake now?” Kagome asked him, giving him a look that clearly stated `say yes or face the consequences'.

 

Turning around the hanyou `keh'- ed, thinking that if they had gotten so far into Sesshoumaru's lands without him showing up yet, they probably could take a little brake.

 

An assumption which was clearly wrong when he picked up his half brother's scent and aura. And to say Sesshoumaru was one happy puppy, was the hugest lie anyone could think of.

 

She felt it, her body recognizing him immediately, her mind reading Inuyasha's battle stance and then she knew . . .

 

The man she loved, the man who trained her, he was none other than . . . Sesshoumaru .

 

As if on cue the proud taoyoukai stepped into the clearing, his longer silver tresses swaying softly in the wind, his sun kissed eyes piercing through them all, until they came to rest upon her, every thought she had vanishing once she saw him . He was perfect, perfect and deadly as she sad before. Tall, the body which she had felt when he embraced her taught with muscles. His lips, his skin, his markings, but most of all his eyes they called out to her.

 

Yes, the Egyptians had been right when they called the eyes the windows to the soul, for here it was, his soul, making her tremble when she recognized what exactly he wanted.

 

She saw his smile, and instantly got mad, yes, how could she have forgotten the jerk's bombastic humor? This truly must be the cherry on top for him!

 

And that it was, an old hag could truly not compare to her. Her azure eyes, the long wavy ebony hair, the enticing curves of her body, the soft skin he had touched, and the lips, the lips which tempted him to sin . . . Yes, an old hag was nothing, not even the dirt under her feet.

 

And to make it better, his little brother's companion no less. He knew she didn't love Inuyasha, she had told him of a supposed stupid friend who had lost his chances with her, but ah, he would not. Smiling a little at the thought of how the whelp would deal with this he felt her anger, knew it was coming, and he liked it. She would never learn to obey, but then again he didn't want a servant . . . no, what he had in mind was far more entertaining.

 

“Kagome get behind me!” `Kagome' a nice name, a name she had never told him, but they never felt the need to tell.

Inuyasha, the fool, Kagome was even more likely to hit him than the whelp, she after all trained with him, so she would have the advantage of a familiar territory. He still remembered the time when she had managed to cut off a lock of his hair, the laughter he had let escape that time shocking her even more. She was a good student, and he would teach her more than just sword fight.

 

“I'm sorry Inuyasha, but I can't.” She was sad, because she knew, she knew deep down that she was whole only with him, with this deadly and yet gentle demon. So ok, twisted humor aside, just like arrogance, pride, and bad manners, and then he would be Prince Charming, but who was she kidding: she didn't want Prince Charming.

 

“What ?! “ The hanyou roared, but Kagome decided to ignore it, instead grabbing Shippou and calmly walking towards Sesshoumaru, telling Sango and Miroku not to worry, the two of them would be safe.

 

 

“No! You will not! You're not taking her too Sesshoumaru! Not like you took mother! You can't take Kikyo!” Inuyasha lunged, and he was dead set on hitting Sesshoumaru but Kagome was faster, her blade stopping Tessaiga, making it transform back into just a rusty fang.

 

“Ka - Kagome?” He asked confused his eyes darting from her to the sword she held.

 

“I thought I was Kikyo just a second ago.” Kagome told him icily, a fairly good imitation of the demon lord behind her who now held a kitsune kit, wondering just when Kagome had time to take care of that little soul too. `A good playmate for Rin.' That was enough reason to see that the little one was safe, that, and the fact that Kagome was pissed, and if he knew something it was: don't get near her when she's pissed, well unless you're very sure you get out alive, like he was.

 

“I'm sorry Inuyasha, but I go with Sesshoumaru. You can wonder all you like, but I'm not Kikyo, I'm Kagome, and even though you are a good friend, you are nothing more than a friend. A boy who refuses to grow up! Sure, you kill demons, prove how smart and mighty you are, but you're a boy, you failed to grow up. To make decisions, decisions that even though they hurt, are necessary.”

 

“Kagome he killed my mother!” Inuyasha roared, the confusion in his eyes leaving nothing more than hate in it's wake.

 

“It was my duty. She killed our father. She had to die. You, on the other hand, were not supposed to see it.” Sesshoumaru suddenly spoke for the first time, his voice calm and steady, no drop of emotion in it, for someone who refused to read it out of it. Kagome knew, she knew he hurt, he hurt because of losing his brother, he had told her that. Had told her about his troubled past, about why he shut himself off so completely.

 

“You're lying!”

 

“Why should I lie? I have no need to do such.” Again that calm voice, and little by little it got into Inuyasha's head, what the two were saying was true. He refused to grow up, he refused to live in the present, because he was too entangled in the past.

 

“You can change it Inuyasha. Ways are made by walking on them. “

 

She was right, so right, and right then he knew, Kagome didn't belong with him, no, she belonged to someone he had wronged, someone who like him was a victim to circumstance, but someone who refused to let that get to him.

 

Kagome turned to Sesshoumaru, smiling softly at the frightened boy who clung to his shoulder, telling him with her eyes that he wouldn't be hurt, or she would make sure Sesshoumaru would be . She walked towards him, taking his hand, and they walked away, leaving a little boy behind, both praying he would become a man.

 

“Kikyo could never measure up to you Kagome.”

 

And for the first time, Sesshoumaru felt proud of his brother.