InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Prophecy ❯ Chapter 11

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Sesshomaru lifted his head, his eyes opening slowly. A soft scent blew his way, the curtains on the balcony doorway shifting in the breeze. The scent was sweet, mixed with malice and an all too seductive sent that rushed through his body.

“You will not repeat such a foolish action again.” He didn’t turn as he spoke. He didn’t move a muscle. He didn’t even blink.

Kagura stared at his broad back, naked from the chest up. She closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around him from behind. She would not admit to it but yes, she knew how foolish her actions had been. If Sesshomaru hadn’t killed her, Kagome likely would have. She was lucky he hadn’t. But she knew he wouldn’t kill her. She knew that was taking matters a little far, showing how so caught up in herself she was, but she was the Wind Demon. No one could imprison her.

“She’s a fool to doubt what you say to be true, Sesshomaru.” Kagura murmured, pressing her lips against his back. She opened her eyes when he pulled away from her touch. He turned and she shuddered at the cold chill that went down her spine.

“You will not disrespect her.”

“Like you, Sesshomaru?” Kagura pressed. “You disrespect her every night. Every day. Every night when you come to me. She’s nothing, so weak—“

He cut her off, his hand curling around her throat in a bruising hold as a loud, snarling roar came from his lips. He lifted her clear of the balcony and then they were rushing over the edge. The wind rose up, howling, tugging at her hair and clothing. Sesshomaru leaned in close, his voice low and harsh as he hissed the words in her ear. “You will not disrespect her, Kagura. She has more power, more honor than you could ever conceive of. You think you can control the Power of the Jewel but you cannot. One touch from the Jewel and you would be gone from this world. You. Will. Not.”

Kagura tugged loose the feather in her hair and whipped it up into the air but Sesshomaru caught her wrist and snapped the feather in two. His hand tightened around her throat but his other curled around her waist, spanning the small of her back as they crashed into the ground. She felt the grueling impact of her body forming a crater, both of their demonic energy eroding the ground as they sank deeper, forming a large hole.

“You will not disrespect her.” He whispered again. Not with her actions and certainly not with her words.

“You’ve punished me long enough, Sesshomaru.” Kagura ran her hands through his thick, long hair and jerked his face down to hers. When he didn’t resist she arched up, wrapping her legs around his waist. His punishment had been torture. Sesshomaru knew how she wanted. She loved sex and with Sesshomaru, it was addicting. She’d been without him for three days. He’d rejected her. Feeling his body against hers, she realized how much she’d missed his hard kiss, the way his hands held her body beneath his. She felt his hands moving over her sides, his thumbs sliding over her hipbones.

She wanted him touching her. Kissing his way down her body, taking her hard…but he wasn’t. Sesshomaru wasn’t doing any of those things. He was holding her—that was all. She felt him exhale and then he was pulling away, the look in his eyes cold. He stood and jumped backwards out of the crater. “Leave, Kagura.” He said softly, without emotion.

She sat up slowly, staring up at him through the darkness. Did he really think he could make her think that he didn’t want her? She could smell his arousal. It was a live thing, moving over her skin. A heady, strong scent that left her skin warm. “Sesshomaru…”

“I’ll not repeat myself.” His golden eyes moved over her but his expression didn’t give away anything. He turned away then, his hair flowing behind him before he disappeared into the darkness. With him gone, she knew she had no choice but to leave. Leave with her body still burning with unspent desire and an ache in her heart. She was angry. She wouldn’t deny that, but there was nothing she could do. Not right now.

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Sesshomaru watched as Kagura summoned the wind and then was gone. Kagura was right. He did want her. He would be a liar if he denied that his body wasn’t hurting. He ached for her. And he, Sesshomaru, was no liar. He was an honorable ruler and he was not one to go back on his Word. With Kagome as his Mate, he owed that much to her. He couldn’t give Kagome what she had asked for. Severance from Kagura. That was asking too much. But he could give her something.

He’d given her Faithfulness for three nights and now, four. He owed her that much.

No, Sesshomaru corrected himself. He couldn’t exactly call it that. Faithfulness would be nothing between him and Kagome. Faithful would mean giving up the wind. Kagura—she was the wind that eased his soul.

Some would call him crazy that he, Lord of the Western Lands, Great Demon Lord, was torn between two women. He was driven to his knees between the two because they were both his. He knew he couldn’t have them both but he could let neither go. They both belonged to him and what belonged to him, he would not release. He was like the sin, Greed. He wanted all.


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Kagome ran her hands up and down her arms. She was cold. But it wasn’t cold outside. “But I’m not cold.” She whispered. She was warm. The coldness that she felt came from the center of her chest. The ache. She closed the Gates as she stepped out into the forest. Being inside she felt too confined. She needed to be outside. Night had fallen hours ago and after Sesshomaru had left their bed she had bathed and came here. For once the night soothed her. The moment she was outside she could breath and the closer she came to the hut at the end of the path, the easier it was to breath. She wanted to repent, to pray and cleanse herself for what she had done four nights ago.

Four nights. Three days. She hadn’t seen him. Inuyasha.

Those thoughts were what had made her feel so guilty. At least he understood they couldn’t be. Finally. At least he had the courage needed to stay away from her. To stop before everything fell apart. She stepped into the hut and sank onto the center rug. She placed her hands together as if in prayer and then bent her head.

Her chest pulsed.

A shudder shook her body as she gasped, her eyes flying open. She staggered forward even though she was already on her knees. She caught herself with one hand. The center of her chest pulsed again, so hard she felt the vibe tear through her body. She swore she could hear the throb in her chest. She gasped as it throbbed again, pulsing a hard, deep vibration. Her hand snaked up, curling over the center of her chest where it was centered. “Oh God.” She whispered.

The spot ached and it was cold. So cold. It pulsed again and she could feel the pulse vibrating against her palm as she staggered to her feet. Something was wrong. She had to get back. It dawned on her that the pulse in her chest had started the instant she’d stepped outside. She stepped out of the hut and it happened again. She took a step in the direction of the Castle and halted. She could feel the pull in her chest, the violent throb that echoed in her body. The closer she came to the forest the more the ache in the center of her chest pulsed.

She took a step back and the Power of the Jewel flared inside her, nearly burning her insides.

‘No...’

The voice whispered inside her mind. The Power itself had spoken.

“What do you want me to do?” Kagome whispered hoarsely, palming the pulsing ache in her chest. No answer came. But she already knew. The Jewel didn’t want her going back to the Castle yet. It wanted her to go into the forest. She looked up towards the castle and was nearly driven to her knees again. No, the Jewel did not want her leaving yet. She knew if she wasn’t back by sunrise Sesshomaru would come looking for her. But she couldn’t go back now. The Jewel wouldn’t allow it. She didn’t understand it.

She staggered into the forest and the pulse vied out from her body, so thick she swore she could see the waves. The energy emitting from her chest was pulling her deeper into the forest, leading her way. Her skin crawled and she wanted nothing more to go back inside but she couldn’t. Her chest ached, the pulses coming thicker. She glanced up and through the semi darkness saw a white pillow of—

“Oh my God.” Kagome whispered hoarsely and sank to her knees. She leaned over Inuyasha’s prone form and cupped his shoulders to shake him and then snatched her hands away, staring at him in horror. He was cold as ice. Her eyes widened in denial—in disbelief, as terror rose up in her. His skin was cold as death—Oh God, he was dead. She shook her head and leaned over him. “No, you can’t be dead. I saw you .” She whispered and leaned further over him, her fingers frantically searching for a pulse in his neck.

The moment the upper half of her body was aligned with his, the center of her chest pulsed again—violently. She felt the answering pulse of his—dead center in his chest. She actually heard it. Her head jerked up as the cold in her chest flared out, echoed by his and then a hot, heated burst of energy jerked her upper body down to his. She slammed her palms against the ground but the energy kept her pressed against him so that she felt the icy skin of his soak through her clothes. Something had happened. The pulse that she had felt, she felt in him, too. The same place. Just as suddenly she was released, the pulse in her chest gone and she jerked back, falling on her ass.

Her gaze dropped to his chest. What she had felt in her own chest she had felt in his, too. Without thought she was crouched over him again and then she grasped the edges of his red houri and white shirt at once and ripped them both apart. She gasped, her eyes widened in horrified disbelief. On his bare chest, his skin so pale, was a clean cut directly through his heart. A sword had cut through the left side of his chest, slicing cleanly through his heart from the back and through to the front. She recognized the work of that cut, so precise.

‘Sesshomaru, what have you done?’ She thought in agony. Inuyasha hadn’t done anything. How could Sesshomaru have done such a thing?

Then she felt it again. A slow, gentle pulse in the center of his chest. She glanced up and from the center of Inuyasha’s chest she saw the same violent, gentle pulse there.

‘Save him. He is part of me…’

The Jewel whispered in her mind again, soothing her. “He’s already dead.” Kagome whispered, staring at his still face.

‘Save him. He is part of me…’

The voice whispered again and her vision tunneled—Hot, white shot up, flowing to the spot where they were connected. The energy was burning hot—but not hurting—so that she braced her hands against his chest, her eyes flying open. She could feel the desperation in her body, deep down and in her mind's eye she could see the bright light forcing its way up from her body towards their lips. Her mouth tingled, burned and she felt the light—

The memory burned bright in her mind so suddenly that she thought it was actually happening again. She looked down to the center of his chest again, nervous fear settling in the pit of her stomach. She waved right hand over the center of his chest, feeling for the familiar pulse of energy that would present itself as the Power of the Jewel. And there it was. It pulsed directly in the center of his chest—the Power of the Jewel. It was barely there, just a hint of Power.

But the feeling was the same as hers. The same as Sesshomarus. She now understood the ache in her chest, the redness that marked the center of Sesshomaru’s chest. Part of the Power had been taken and given to another.

What had she done?

And as she stared down at him she knew she had to kill him. She should. Killing him would restore the Power to her. But she couldn’t. It wasn’t that she wouldn’t kill him. She couldn’t. She heard a weak thump and she jerked her gaze back to his chest and heard it again.

He was alive!

Kagome knew he should have died. That injury to his heart should have killed him instantly but the Power of the Jewel had kept his soul intact. Weak, but intact. Saving him would cause hell for them all but she couldn’t…

Oh God, what had she done, kissing him, the power flowing into him?

“Forgive me, Sesshomaru.” She whispered. Forgive me, Inuyasha. Because she knew Sesshomaru would kill him to release the power back to her. Cause she couldn’t do it herself. She hated Sesshomaru for doing this to his own brother. She hated him—wanted to hate him.  But she couldn’t.

She heard his heart flutter and leaned over him and braced her hands against the left side of his chest, meeting his cold skin. “Don’t die, Inuyasha. Please.” She braced her hands against the mortal wound on his chest and in his heart and summoned the Energy pulsing inside her and sent it flaring into the wounds. She could feel his body fighting the healing energy, the demon side of his body fighting something so pure. “Don’t die. Please!” Kagome whispered. Her hands grew warm even against his cold skin as she felt the wounds closing slowly and as she pulled back and saw his body take in a slow, weak breath she knew it wasn’t enough.

She leaned over him and brushed back the hair from his face. His skin was still cold…too cold. “I c-cant let you die. I should but I can’t…I don’t know why.” He was going to die anyways from the cold that had taken over his body if she didn’t do something. And she could only thing of one thing. Her hands went to the buttons on the top of her kimono before she stopped. She glanced up, looking into the shadows of the forest.

She pulled out several sutras from her pockets and threw them in a circle, surrounding their bodies. This was a forest and she knew there were countless demons in this land. Those sutras would keep any demons from attacking them. She slipped one button free and then frowned, lifting her head. She felt a dull power, another pulse…And dropped her gaze to his sword. Without warning she withdrew his sword as well as the sheath and stabbed the sword into the ground at the top of the circle surrounding them and then stabbed the sheath at the bottom of the circle. She could feel the invisible barrier flaring up around them---and knew it was blocking anyone from finding their location. It was a powerful sword, somehow sensing there were other demons in the area and it wanted to protect its master.

“Thank you.” Kagome whispered to the sword and jerked off her clothes. She wasn’t hesitant. She had to keep him alive. She had to. She wasn’t thinking of Sesshomaru’s wrath or anyone for that matter. She jerked off Inuyashas clothes and rolled him fully onto his back. He was too cold. His chest was red from where the sword had pierced through. Even though she had healed him she knew his body would still have to heal itself completely. He would still ache from the mortal wound. But he had to survive tonight to survive that. She sank to the ground beside him and curled her body against his side and pulled his red houri jacket over them to keep what warmth she could inside. It covered her from her chin to her thighs but it only covered part of his chest and down to his ass.

Kagome pressed her body flush against his side, shivering at the icy sensation of his skin and threw her arm over his chest. She kissed his shoulder, rubbing the warm sensation into his shoulder. “You have to live. Even if Sesshomaru kills you again after this…I have to know you didn’t die.” She whispered.

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(I hope you guys enjoyed this…! I hope I portrayed everything good for you guys…how she felt when she found him and all…hahahah)

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