InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lady Kagome ❯ Chapter 54 ( Chapter 54 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Eventually, Shippou ended up holding Kagome as Inu Yasha admitted it tore him up to see her cry.

‘Just like the past.’

Kagome tried stopping the tears, and eventually quelled them, but it left her nose and eyes rimmed with red, irritated from her crying. Her sadness slowly boiled to anger, looking straight at Inu Yasha. He stepped back, knowing that look.

“You couldn’t wait, huh? Had to go off and mate with Kagura, who left you in the end. I bet that wasn’t the first time you went off with some woman,” she sneered, pulling herself from Shippou’s embrace.

Inu Yasha hung his head sighed

‘Might as well face it. She deserves to know.”

“It was not the first time I rutted without someone, but Kagura was the one I mated with. After you had disappeared, Miroku decided to have a party, and I joined him. Unfortunately, his party led to a whorehouse and at first, I only got drunk. The next minute I woke up with a naked whore laying half on top of me. Please don’t nag at me about it. Sesshoumaru did it for you and he about tore me a new asshole for it too. As for Kagura, at the time, the nobles of the Western Court were pestering me to stop waiting and take up a mate. They had gone to great lengths, even setting up balls and inviting female youkai from all over Japan. I tolerated it and on one event, I had drank so much that I practically threw myself at Kagura. I was lonely, she was too, and she was familiar, so I had mated her. We lived in the Western Citadel for three- quarters of a century before she gave birth to our twin sons. Perhaps because she was kaze-youkai, and I was hanyou, our sons were not enough to satisfy the court for the heir they wanted so they taunted her unmercifully. I did nothing to help her because I did not love her, yet I did nothing to harm her as she was my mate. In a fit of rage, she removed her bond from me, took our sons, and disappeared from my life. My mark stayed on her, which was not removable unless upon her death or mine. I could not remove my mark from her being hanyou. Despite having the strength most youkai were baffled about, I could not remove it as inu youkai mate for life. A few years after Kagura had left, I noticed I was aging. It seemed that the mating bond that she and I had was the only thing keeping me from aging,” Inu Yasha explained sadly, looking straight at Kagome. “Kagome, there is no excuse for it, but I think I would have died before getting to see you again. I do regret mating Kagura. Everyday I wished it was you. Perhaps this is from all the bad karma I had racked up in my younger years.”

Kagome’s anger had vanished halfway through his explanation. She could not find herself to be angry at Inu Yasha for long. In fact, she had always been that way around him.

‘He has had a hard life, practically a very lonely life. How can I be mad at him?’
She hugged him and replied softly, “I forgive you. I’m just glad to see you again. I’m so sorry you’ve been so lonely this whole time.”

She pulled back and looked into his beautiful amber eyes. It pained her to see that they were showing age, but they were beautiful nevertheless.

Inu Yasha with all his being wanted to take her in his arms and to her room to ravish her. She had always been so beautiful to him, an exotic goddess. It could never be as he could feel his partial bond restraining him, even from a simple kiss. The restrain was powerful and practically paralyzing him before he could make a move. He gave up and settled for smiling back at her and then leaning down to nuzzle her cheek.

‘There, at least I can do that. If that is all I can do, then it is enough for me.’

Shippou cleared his throat, and both Kagome and Inu Yasha separated from each other, both blushing about forgetting there were other people in the room.

“Okaa –san, Rin and I must leave. We will see you soon. As for the situation concerning the people looking for you, I’ve made the necessary called to loyal vassels who will keep an eye on you,” Shippou said, then frowned, noticing Kagome stiffen.

“I don’t need to be watched,” she replied stiffly.

“Yes, you do. Don’t worry about it. My people will not interfere and can keep a good distance from you while doing their job,” he explained.

Kagome relaxed with a sigh and said, “Fine, as long as they stay out of my way.”

“I’ll be going as well,” Inu Yasha announced and nuzzled her one last time before joining Shippou and Rin by the door.

Kagome walked after them, seeing them to the edge of the long stairwell of the shrine before retiring back to her room. As she entered her home, the shrill ring of the phone seared through her thoughts. She picked up the phone and answered, “Hello?”

“Yes, is Miss Higurashi there?” a male voice on the other line asked, .

“This is her. What can I do for you?” she replied curiously.

“This is Mr. Takemoto from the museum,” the man said.

‘The curator. How strange? He rarely calls unless it is something big.’

“Is something wrong?” she asked worriedly.

“No, in fact, it is something good. Your first big break, if you agree to come with me,” he said happily.

“Come with you? Where?” Kagome said, her curiosity making her impatient and wanting to grab him through the phone to strangle him until he stopped keeping her in suspense.

“You don’t watch much television, do you? Do me a favour and watch the evening news for the footage. There was a discovery on the coast of Alaska of a frozen man in an iceberg. His clothing is of the Heian period and I was given the great honour of going to check it out, but I need an assistant. You have successfully finished your projects, retained high marks in school, and are one of my most trusted workers. I want you to come with me,” Mr. Takemoto finally revealed.

Kagome gasped.

‘A real archeaological event!”

“Hai, I will definitely go. It’s an honour that you thought so highly of me,” she replied, smiling.

“Then it’s settled. In three days we leave. I will contact your advisor and inform them of the situation. I’ve done this in the past and I know they’ll be lenient, especially on this type of discovery,” he said ecstatically.

Kagome was just as hyped as the curator and bid him goodbye. Now that she knew about why she was going, she was curious about the footage that Mr. Takemoto had mentioned. She wondered, ‘How could a Japanese man turn up in Alaska and still be so well preserved? Even with the water and ice, there would have been some decomposition.’

Kagome did not watch television much and so sitting in front of it to wait for the evening news was not something she would do so she grabbed a text book, flopped on her couch, and studied until that time.

Two hours had passed before Kagome had laid down the fourth textbook and flipped on the television to the news. She listened halfheartedly until it came to the exclusive that Mr. Takemoto insisted she see.

“A couple days ago, native eskimo fishermen of Alaska had found a strange iceberg containing a frozen male near the Alaskan archipelago islands. They had alerted nearby rangers of the find and had called the coast guard to investigate the situation. This is the footage that the coast guard had taken,” the news woman announced and paused briefly before continuing. “As you can see, the man had been of Japanese decent, possibly during the feudal era…”

Kagome’s eyes widened as her mind practically tuned out the woman.

‘White silk with red hexagonal insignia and spiked armour.’

The whole view of the body in the video footage was not clear, mostly because of how deep the body was encased in ice, but Kagome knew those clothes and it set her heart on full blown panic.

‘Sesshoumaru!’