InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Nocturnal Seduction ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Title : Nocturnal Seduction

By : BloodofInnocence

E-mail : : Inuyasha

Type : Alternate Reality

Status : Incomplete

Chapters : 1

Rating : R

A/N : I just had to do a Sesshomaru/Kagome pairing sometime in my fanfiction lifetime. I just had to, given that it's one of my favorite pairings!

This fic starts out from about volume seventeen, when Inuyasha (that bastard) decides to protect Kikyo instead of Kagome. This would be a fic with two parts….I think. I haven't decided.

I'm sorry if the characters here are a bit OOC….I can't help it. But you will notice that Sesshomaru-sama has two arms…it just makes it easier to work with. In addition, I made it so that the Four Lords would have a single element to control. Here they are:

Northern Lands: Earth

Southern Lands: Fire

Eastern Lands: Wind

Western Lands: Water

So…..if you like it (or don't like it………… ;;), the review button's just down…there! points to bottom of page

Disclaimer: ………………….I wonder why I've never appreciated the sky until now.

Prologue

`Damn him.'

`DAMN him.'

`DAMN HIM!'

Sobbing, Higurashi Kagome dropped down onto a rotting tree root, deplete of all energy. Her school uniform was, yet again, ripped, but this time Kagome was oblivious to it. All she did was stare into space, her heart working up to an uncontrollable rage unable to be quenched. All she could remember in the black depths of her mind was the oath of her beloved to protect another woman.

`Why, Inuyasha? Why? Why did you declare your protection for another woman? Was I...just a replacement for Kikyo until she proved to be worthy of your love?'

As the young woman curled her small hands into fists, the once innocent and carefree heart closed towards the once-loved hanyou. The mere thought of Inuyasha preferring Kikyo over her brought sadness and and a rage that she knew that she could never return to the hanyou again.

Somehow, her thoughts suddenly wandered over to the youkai that was Inuyasha's half-brother. `Sesshomaru-sama,' the young miko thought, cocking her head slightly. It was strange. Whenever she thought or said his name, her heartstrings tugged in a painful way. Every time she saw him, that aching feeling increased when the youkai disappeared. Kagome was confused. Why did she have this feeling for the Lord of the Western Lands instead of Inuyasha?

Unbeknownest to her, a certain taiyoukai was watching her silently from his perch on a tall tree right above her. His glowing amber eyes blinked, feeling the raging then confused thoughts of the young woman below. Already he felt the tuggings of a bonding spell that he knew that he did not cast.

Ever since he had set his eyes upon her, he knew that he was somehow connected to her. He disliked the fact that he did not know what was going on. Looking up at the sky, he glared at it, daring any celestial being to meddle into his affairs.

The young woman would be visited tonight.

Chapter 1

“Kagome-sama…nande…?” Miroku looked at the rather odd attire of one of his female companions.

At the question of the houshi, Sango looked up from mending her Hiraikotsu and stared at her friend. “Kagome-chan…?”

Fifteen-year-old Higurashi Kagome was wearing a kimono.

“Miroku-sama, Sango-chan, konbawa,” she said, carefully sitting down to avoid damaging the silk material of the dress. It was a deep, royal purple with with crimson sash. A rather large, floppy bow was tied in the back. Her hair was swept back with a red ribbon.

“I…just thought that it would be better if I blended in with the type of clothing you all wear,” said Kagome.

“But…is that a kimono from your time?”

“Hai.”

“No wonder. The fashion's so similar, but it's a lot more ornate,” said Sango, carefully examining Kagome. Looking at her friend's face, she asked, “Is there a reason for you doing this?”

“…” When Kagome didn't answer, the taijiya persisted. “Is it because of…Inuyasha?”

“Please…” Kagome's pained voice stopped Sango and Miroku. “Don't talk about him to me…”

“That bastard,” said Sango through clenched teeth. “I just wish that he didn't go to that…that…” She was so choked with emotion that she couldn't finish her sentence.

“Perhaps it is not Inuyasha's fault, Sango,” said Miroku. “After all, his love for Kikyo, despite the meddlings of Onigumo and Naraku, has not diminished even after fifty years.” His left hand, covered by the single strand of prayer beads, tightened on his staff. The mere of mention of Naraku made his blood boil, remembering how he cursed Miroku's bloodline.

“But Inuyasha's stronger than that!” protested Sango. “Even though he is a hanyou and a baka, he's much stronger than that!”

“Do not forget that his hate for Kikyo was not strong as his love, Sango,” said Miroku.

The three heard a cry from the forest. “Kagome-san! Inuyasha's back!”

“Back from that soul stealer,” muttered Sango, instinctively tightening onto her Hiraikotsu. From the minute the hanyou had announced that he would protect Kikyo, she had the impulse to just hurt him for breaking Kagome.

The hanyou leaped from the trees and down on the ground in front of the three assembled there, and just stared at Kagome. He had never seen her in a kimono, except for the time when she had to wear some of Kaede's while her clothes dried from being washed. But to have her wear a full-blown kimono…

“Oi, Kagome, why're you wearing a kimono?” he asked. Immediately a flashback of Kikyo wearing a kimono suddenly came up in his mind.

“I just felt like it. Why?” asked Kagome. She took out her bow and arrows. “I'm going for a walk,” she said.

“Kagome-chan,” said Sango. “I'll go with you.” To the taijiya's surprise, Kagome shook her head. “I'd rather go alone this time,” Kagome said. She went off into the dark woods.

`Inuyasha…' The hanyou was on her thoughts as the young girl walked through the forest, and came to a clearing. Dropping onto a fairly large tree root, she placed her bow and arrows next to her, and dropped her head into her hands to cry.

`Why, Inuyasha? Why?' Her agitated thoughts flew through her head, leaving her despondent and disconsolate. `Why do you affect me this way? Whenever I see you, I see your half-brother. What's happening to me? I've never felt like this anymore. Only these odd feelings for your half-brother make me confused and weepy.'

Suddenly, her head snapped up. “W-who's there?” she called, her eyes trying to penetrate the darkness of the forest. Reaching for her bow and arrows, she called out again. “Who's there?”

“You need no fear of me, wench.” A tall, white figure emerged from the black shadows. Impassive amber eyes looked down at the small girl. Silver hair lightly dancing in the soft breeze. “Sesshomaru-sama.”

The Lord of the Western Lands and half-brother to the hanyou Inuyasha blinked when he saw that the young ningen was alone. Odd. “Why are you not with the whelp?”

The mention of Inuyasha had Kagome's eyes filled with tears again. “Please…don't talk to me about him,” she said, closing her eyes to ward off the pain.

`Interesting. She's not attached to the hanyou anymore. I don't sense any kind of bond,' thought the taiyoukai. `But then, I only smelled the soul stealer from the hanyou.' “The whelp chose the soul stealer.”

“Hai.” To the girl's surprise, the youkai came forward and sat down on the root next to her. “Do you plan on staying with the hanyou?”

“Wakaranai.” `I shouldn't do this,' screamed Kagome mentally. The Lord of the Western Lands was rumored to be ruthless to her kind. He would kill her easily in a matter of seconds. So why was she talking to him as if they were allies? And why did he not kill her yet? “Are you going after the Tetsaiga?”

“If I am?”

“I will help you.” This surprised the youkai. “And why would you help me? I have attempted to injure the hanyou before.”

“Whether or not Inuyasha is hurt is none of my affair. Now that he has chosen my predecessor, Kikyo, I have no motive to stay or even help him. Although,” added Kagome, reaching into her kimono and pulling out the chunk of the Shikon Jewel, “although, I have yet to gather all of the Shikon shards.”

“I wish to destroy the Tetsaiga. That way, if the whelp would never be able to steal it had he the chance.” Almost instinctively Sesshomaru touched the hilt of the Tenseiga. “However, this sword, despite its obvious flaws, has proved to be useful, even though it is used to save lives.” He thought back to the ningen who was sleeping peacefully back at his palace.

“How do you expect to destroy Tetsaiga?” asked Kagome.

“There is a way. I would take the Tetsaiga to the Matsushima Lake and have it purified. To have the Tetsaiga purified is its death, for something so stained with blood cannot stand something so pure.”

“How can you fight without Tetsaiga?” asked Kagome. Somehow, she felt relaxed in his presence. Despite the fact that he was a youkai, despite the fact that he was the lord of the Western lands, despite the fact that he was Inuyasha's half-brother…she felt as if she could trust him.

“...That would be a task that I would see to once I have the Tetsaiga destroyed.” He turned to Kagome. “You will help me on this.”

“Hai.”

“Good.” Standing up, Sesshomaru looked down at Kagome, then pressed a clawed finger to her forehead.

“Nani…?”

“The hanyou would immediately suspect that I was in the area. Not that he could catch up to me,” muttered Sesshomaru. “Learn how to hide scents, wench. Perhaps then we could cooperate better.” He turned and retreated into the forest.

“I will,” Kagome said to the dark forest. She stood up and went back to Kaede's hut.

“Kagome-chan,” said Sango the next morning.

“Hai?”

“Why were you gone for so long?”

“…No particular reason.” Something in Kagome's tone made Sango wonder, `What happened to Kagome in the span of a mere night? Hai, she acts the same towards me and the houshi, but towards Inuyasha…it's like as if she's mechanical.'

“Kagome!” Shippo came and jumped into her lap. “Are we going to look for more Shikon shards today?”

Kagome shook her head. “Iie, Shippo-chan. We're resting today…” She drifted off as the kitsune ran off to play with the butterflies. `I wonder if I'll meet Sesshomaru-sama again.'

Inuyasha jumped down from his perch and growled, `What're you thinking about, Kagome?”

“Nothing.”

“It'd better not be about another man or I'll—”

“Inuyasha?”

“Nande yo?”

“Osuwari.” The clipped word sent the hanyou crashing down on the ground. Muttering expletives, Inuyasha yelled, “Oi! What was that for!” He fell silent when Kagome levelled a glare at him. `What's wrong with her?' Inuyasha wondered, sulking at a nearby tree. `We can't go looking for the shards with her like this!'

Kagome gathered some herbs and began to grind them to a fine powder using a mortar and pestle. Enclosing them in folded triangles of paper, she counted the packages. Perfect. She had a supply of medicinal herbs to last her—if nothing major happened—a couple of months. Checking her first-aid kit, she was relieved to see that her mother had replenished the diminishing supplies. Placing the triangles into the kit, she placed them in her bag.

“Kagome,” said Kaede, coming out of her hut.

“Kaede-san,” said Kagome, standing up.

“Might I speak with ye for a moment?”

“Hai.” Kagome followed Kaede into the hut. Kaede, for privacy's sake, placed a powerful spell on the door and the windows. “Just in case someone tries to overhear our conversation,” said the old woman.

“Nani yo, Kaede-san?” asked Kagome, sitting down on the ground, facing Kaede.

“Do not play innocent with me, Kagome. You were not alone during your walk the previous night, ne?”

Kagome lowered her head. “You noticed.”

“Hai. And there has been a spell of concealment on ye, Kagome. A rather powerful spell, too, possibly from a very powerful youkai.”

“A spell of concealment?”

“To mask the scent of the youkai who was with ye. To know this kind of concealment takes years to master, Kagome.”

“Hai.” Kagome took a deep breath, then said, “Kaede-san, can I trust you with a secret?”

“Ye may.”

“I…have chosen sides.”

“Sides, Kagome? For what? Surely ye're not siding with the hanyou Naraku.”

“Iie. Not between me and Naraku. I already know that Naraku is an evil being, unworthy to be saved.”

“I see.”

“The person I choose…is Sesshomaru-sama.”

The old lady stared at Kagome. “Sesshomaru-sama, Kagome? The half-brother of Inuyasha?”

“Hai.”

“Is it because of Inuyasha's choosing of my elder sister?”

“Hai…”

“I see. What do you feel for Inuyasha, Kagome?”

Kagome was silent for a moment, searching her heart to summon the feeling she felt for Inuyasha. “For Inuyasha…there is an emptiness that I can't even begin to explain, Kaede-san. I feel that if I am with him, I would eventually suffer from his company. I think it's because of the fact that I would be with him when he chose Kikyo over me, and Kikyo would eventually join us in our travels.”

“Why Sesshomaru, Kagome?”

“For Sesshomaru…I only hated him because I was allied with Inuyasha. Looking back at the battle between Sesshomaru and Inuyasha when Inuyasha received the Tetsaiga, I found that Sesshomaru was not truly evil, but only wanted a legacy of his father. Because he felt that he was weak, given the Tenseiga, he felt angry with himself, and was determined to prove to his father that he was strong. Inuyasha…I now feel that Inuyasha wanted the Tetsaiga because of the power it holds, not because of familial value.

“Kaede-san…If there is a chance that I would go away, separating myself from the rest of the group…please tell Inuyasha of my feelings and my reasons of going away.” Kagome took out a piece of paper. “In addition, please give him this letter. This is the last thing I am asking of you.”

Kaede was silent. “Very well,” she said, and took the letter. “But Kagome, what are ye planning?”

The girl just smiled and shook her head.

The next night, Kagome went for another walk.

Sitting down on the same rotting root as she did the previous night, she leaned against the trunk, closing her eyes. This time, she was wearing a light blue kimono with a deep red sash.

Sesshomaru emerged from the dark shadows of the forest, stopping in front of the young woman. It was strange. He had looked forward to this meeting with the young miko.

Kagome opened her eyes. “Konbawa, Sesshomaru-sama.”

“...Aa.”

Sitting up on the root, Kagome said, “Why have you returned to this place?” She indicated the setting.

“...That is none of your affair.”

Kagome sighed. “You're too abrupt, Sesshomaru-sama.” Looking up at the inky sky, she said, “Inuyasha and I are traveling starting tomorrow, so we might not meet quite as often.” She looked at him. “When are you going to retrieve the Tetsaiga?”

“I'll decide when, miko. You will be ready when I am,” he said. As the taiyoukai and the miko looked at each other, a great wind rose up, lifting the long strands of hair and playing with it in the breeze.

Sesshomaru looked up at the night sky. “You have not placed a bonding spell on me, have you, miko?”

“Bonding spell?” Kagome remembered dimly what a bonding spell was, from Kaede. It was the first stages of the mating process of youkai. The male youkai would “mark” the female from a bite. The placement of the bonding mark varied; for youkai like Sesshomaru and Inuyasha (who had diluted blood rather than pure like his half-brother) the bonding mark was on the neck. It was only when the male and female mated would the mating process be complete. Kagome flushed, saying, “And why would I do that, Sesshomaru-sama?”

“...You have not felt it, wench?”

“Nani...?”

Sesshomaru briefly grimaced. Leave it to a ningen to not know the tell-taling signs of a bonding spell. “Quiet, miko.” He stepped away until he was about fifteen feet away, then took a single step back.

Instantaneously Kagome felt something shift in her demeanor. It felt as if she was missing something, like a large chunk of her soul. She stared at the taiyoukai as he took a single step forward. The feeling of feeling completed came back again. Blinking in confusion, she asked, “Sesshomaru-sama...?”

“It appears that someone—or something—has put a bonding spell on us,” said Sesshomaru. “Which explains your temperment, miko.”

“Nani?” This time, Kagome flushed in anger. “I am not tempermental!”

Sesshomaru dismissed her exclamation with a flick of a hand. Reaching into his kimono sleeve, he produced a single earring. Dangling from the silver post was a deep blue crescent moon, matching the mark on the taiyoukai's forehead. He held it out to Kagome. She just looked at it, and then lifted her eyes to the Western lord's amber eyes, unable to comprehend what was going on. “Nani...?”

“Take it, wench.” Kagome immediately obeyed, and Sesshomaru said, “It is a shield. Do not take it off, or the hanyou will detect my scent.” `Not to mention it would be easier for me to visit her whenever it pleases me,' thought Sesshomaru. Turning, he started for the shadows. “Go back to your camp, miko. Perhaps the next time we meet I will bring Rin.”

“Rin?” Kagome's question came unanswered as the youkai disappeared. Absently, she figured the crescent moon ornament, dangling from her ear. She stood up and made her way back to the camp, just as Sesshomaru ordered. She smiled a bit. Somehow, she felt comforted by his presence. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of meeting the youkai again.

A/N: So….whaddya think?

I thought that it would be fun to do a Sesshomaru/Kagome fic. Knowing my dirty mind, pay attention to the title. “Nocturnal Seductions” has a deeper meaning that what is implies.

As in all of my fics, there is a recurring theme (or element) for this story. I will spoil it for all you readers and say it: night. Night can imply romance, but it can also mean deception. For this fic, the two meanings apply: Sesshomaru, despite all his hatred for ningens, is falling for Kagome (against his will), and vice versa. However, their love would have to be under wraps to go undetected by Sango, Inuyasha, Shippo, and Miroku.

Yeah...Sesshomaru will get a sword, but from the most unlikely person. It will probably be revealed in the next few chapters, and you will get hints of it along the way.

I am still debating if I should draw out the nightly meetings and the falling in love...should I make it a coup de foudre, as the French say, “struck by lightning,” or should I make it develop and become complex? Please tell me!
Ja!