InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secrets Behind Too Much Power ❯ Children ( Chapter 1 )

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

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Secrets Behind Too Much Power

Chapter 1: Children

“Kagome…?” Shippou asked hesitantly, sitting on the girl's shoulder.

“Yes, Shippou?” Kagome replied when the green-eyed redheaded little kitsune youkai didn't continue.

Shippou had been practicing what he was going to say, or rather ask, for a few days now. He was going to ask if the miko who's shoulder he sat on, who had taken care of him as her own child for four years, who had in his mind become his mother, if she would adopt him. Of course he didn't really know of adoption, but he had her Kagome talking of it when talking about her own time, 500 years in the future. But would she be all right with it? Would she accept him? He didn't know and he was afraid the answer wouldn't be in his favor. So he started fidgeting with the tie of her school uniform.

“Are -- …” He started, but paused and took a really deep breath.

Kagome stopped and turned her head so slightly so she could almost look straight at him. What's he so nervous about? She wondered.

Shippou closed his eyes and held his head up, “Will you be my Okaa-san?”

His sentence was somewhat rushed, but still legible. He waited. A few seconds passed and her face was obviously shocked, then it lightened.

“Is that what you want?”

The little kitsune nodded nervously, once again not looking at Kagome.

“Then I guess we'll have to figure out a way to make the well let you through to my time!”

Shippou's heart skipped a beat. She had just said the official; he now had a new mother. It wasn't just its previous silent agreement.

“Will you two pick up the pace? Or do I have to drag you along, Wench?” Inuyasha's impatient voice called from the top of the hill the group was climbing, seemingly oblivious to the happy moment.

“Inuyasha…?” The tone and calm of Kagome's voice got the silver haired hanyou questioning himself. “SIT BOY!”

Muffled curses followed Kagome as she walked past the subdued Inuyasha. Then after a minute or so he got up and shouted down to the miko, “What was that for!”

However his words landed upon deaf ears, as Kagome continued up to Sango and Miroku, her best friends in this time. Well, friends is one way to put it… Sango's more of a sister and Miroku has mostly been my older brother. She thought. Then she started to wander through her memories of the last four years. Such as when she met Shippou, the first of her little surrogate family, then the lecherous monk, Miroku, showed up out of nowhere, and Sango, the last person of a great demon slayer village.

Miroku and Sango had grown quite close since they met. Which didn't go unnoticed by Kagome, or Inuyasha, but Shippou was just too young to understand. So, naturally, he was oblivious.

Kagome had to smile. For even though her life had become somewhat hectic since arriving in the feudal era, it had also become more… complete.

Her smile disappeared, however, when a tingle crawled achingly up her spine, spreading ice to all her limbs. Naraku was near.

Shippou, sensing his mother's complete turn-around in mood, asked, “ Momma? Momma what's wrong?”

“Lady Kagome?” Miroku turned to his friend, or sister. It was hard to tell anymore.

“N-Naraku…” Was the only thing she got out before a figure clad in baboon skins landed a good twenty feet in front of the group. All of who took defensive stances and Shippou maneuvered so that he clung to Kagome's back as she held and arrow, knocked (I know the term is right, but is the spelling?) and ready to purify the hell out of the hanyou.

“I suppose you're after our jewel shards again, right?” Inuyasha snarled standing almost directly in front of his miko.

“Kukuku… Right you are, Inuyasha, but this time I shall not fail!” Naraku called in his cruel, silky voice that sent physical shudders though Kagome.

Before any of them could retort, Kagura and Kanna landed out of one of the feathers they used as transportation. “Master, I have brought you what you asked. That stupid Western Lord was out patrolling his lands. However he nearly killed Kanna…”

“As long as you got the child.” Naraku snapped.

“Hai,” she held up a squirming girl, maybe seven or eight years old bound and gagged.

“Good, kukuku,” The shoulders of the baboon pelt shook with his laughter. “Now, your shards!”

“In your dreams, asshole!” Shouted a thoroughly pissed off Inuyasha. “Kaze no Kizu!”

The attack's path was true, and Naraku didn't have a chance at dodging. Well, almost no chance. However with Rin now struggling against him, the likelihood was gone.

“No! Inuyasha no BAKA!” Screamed Kagome as she raced to Rin's aid.

How it was possible, is pretty hard to determine. But everything suddenly went into slow motion. Kagome raced to the girl at a speed, close to that of a youkai's, grabbed out of the surprised Naraku's arms.

Then she, Naraku, Kanna, and Kagura moved far from the intended mark of Inuyasha's Wind Scar attack.

“Stupid wench! Watch it!” The silver haired hanyou shouted angrily, once everything returned to normal motion.

“I would if you weren't putting a CHILD'S life in danger!” Kagome shouted back defensively. Shippou clamored back onto Kagome's should as he had shifted to her back in her flight to save the child.

Kagura, Kanna… Deal with the hanyou and his companions. I shall go for the girl. Naraku sent a mental command to the wind witch.

Yes, master. Kagura thought bitterly.

Then Kanna's mirror began to glow, attempting to consume Miroku's soul. Kirara, however, had other plans. She gave feral growl and rushed at the void.

“HIRAIKOTSU!” Shouted Sango letting her boomerang sail in the same direction.

Kagura immediately grabbed her sister removing her from harms way. Though, Inuyasha quickly countered her dodge with another Wind Scar attack.

The void and wind witch, again, escaped.

Meanwhile Naraku took intimidating steps toward Kagome and the kids. The miko felt Shippou scurry over her shoulder and cling to her back as she held the little girl with and lopsided ponytail on her head tightly.

“The shards…?” Naraku purred seductively, knowing full well that his attempts were futile.

“No!” Kagome shouted. Then brought her arm up and swiped down like Inuyasha would do for his Blades of Blood attack. The same thing, basically, happened. Only Kagome's miko purifying powers form the blades.

They hit Naraku dead on. A dim light flashed every time a blade hit and in seconds what was left of a puppet fell to the ground in pieces. A strand of hair was attached to half of the head.

“Kanna!” Kagura shouted, pulling a feather from her hair. It increased to a size large enough to hold both incarnations as they sailed into the air and vanished from sight.

Everyone looked at Kagome.

“What… the… HELL!” Asked an incredulous Inuyasha. He felt and could even smell, the change in Kagome. But what his senses were telling him was impossible!

“L-lady Kagome?” Miroku asked just above a whisper. Being and monk, he knew what he saw. The wrath of a god, or in Kagome's case a goddess. Yet that wasn't all. Just before she attacked, within her aura spiked something bad, the same thing as when she ran to save the little girl. But how could she hold demonic blood? It was completely against what she was!

Even Sango felt the demonic spike in her `sister's' pure aura. It disturbed her greatly. She would've told us! Unless… unless she didn't know. But how could she not know!

None of them, not the monk, demon slayer, nor the hanyou could believe it. Not any of it. Not A) how she had that much power, B) how she had that much control over said power, and certainly not C) her change in aura.

“Kagome!” Sango was afraid. Kagome was, and looked, so… vicious, and feral…

“O-okaa-san…?” Shippou, too, was aware of what had happen with his mother, but he couldn't understand it. Yet his voice seemed to bring her back to reality.

“Shippou?” Kagome called. She had no clue what was going on; she was completely disoriented. One minute Naraku was advancing on her, the next she felt as though she were waking. A vague memory surfaced.

Naraku approached, and all color was lost from Kagome's vision. Then she felt her arm raise and sweep down in front of her. Bright blue blades flew, seemingly out of nowhere, towards the evil hanyou.

After remembering, the miko fell to her knees in fatigue. She hadn't been conscious when that happened. Something just snapped within her. Her conscious had been all but lost, but something was off. Kagome remembered someone calling out to her. Telling her to stop.

“What happened?” She looked at everyone with pleading, and confused eyes.

“You killed Naraku with the swipe of your hand! That's what happened!” Inuyasha shouted. He wanted to know what happened to his Kagome. And it what pissing him of even more seeing that she herself didn't know.

“I remember…. But…” Kagome shook her head. “I thought I heard someone calling to me. Did…”

“No, Kagome. We were all fighting Kagura and Kanna.” Sango said with worry.

“I think… I don't know…” The miko tried to give a weak smile. “Cut her rope, Inuyasha.”

The inu-hanyou complied, and the first thing the girl did was turn and hug Kagome, clinging to her for dear life. Shippou pouted jealously from Kagome's shoulder.

The little girl pulled back just enough to look at Kagome, “Rin thought she was going to die! But pretty lady saved Rin. Pretty lady looks like Rin's mommy.”

Quite shocked, all Kagome couldn't muster an answer. She just took her first chance for and proper look at the girl named Rin. She appeared to be six or seven years old, maybe eight. She had black hair similar to the miko's, with a short ponytail on top of her head, slightly to the side. Her light brown eyes were big and innocent, but displaying high intelligence, and much wisdom. Then her clothes were checkered white and orange, and somewhat dirty.

“Come on. We had better leave…” Kagome said after a minute. She stood up, and grabbed her discarded backpack slinging it over the shoulder Shippou wasn't residing on. Afterward she started walking westward, but the girl didn't give the impression that she would get very far from Kagome. So the miko settled for carrying the girl as well.

Everyone was silently following their dear friend. She was so motherly, and caring of others. Throwing all her problems to the wind if someone needed help.

She would make anyone proud to have child with. Miroku thought innocently, for a change. Then he slid his gaze to the demon slayer beside him. She was deep in thought, starring at the passing potholes and such in the ground. And so would Sango. Now his thoughts weren't so innocent, and his hand crept outwards the feel said demon slayer's butt. So soft…

SLAP!

“HENTAI!” Sango screamed backing away from the perverted monk.

“It's my hand! I swear it's cursed! Has a mind of it's own!” Miroku said in defense. Though a grin was still located upon his lips.

Inuyasha ad Kagome nearly fell over laughing. Trust the lecherous monk to lighten the mood. As idle settled on the group.

Soon, however, night fell and they stopped to rest for the night. Dinner was made, and then Kagome looked up at a content Inuyasha.

“Inuyasha? Is there a spring, or river, around here?”

“A spring is about five minutes west. Don't take too long.” He replied. Why Kagome had to bathe so mush was beyond him, but he didn't mind as much as he used to.

“Arigato! Rin-chan, you want to come take a bath with me?”

“Hai!” Came the little girl's gleeful answer.

“I'll come too, Kagome-chan.” Sango said, and all three wandered westward in search the spring. The bath went uninterrupted by lechers, or attackers, and they were soon back and tucking in to sleep. Both Rin and Shippou holding on to Kagome tightly.

“Kagome-chan…?” Rin whispered shortly after everyone else was asleep.

“Hai,” She didn't open her, only continued to stroke the younger girl's hair.

“Can you be Rin's Okaa-san too?”

Now Kagome opened her eyes, only to see big pleading eyes. She didn't know what to say. She knew Rin traveled with Sesshoumaru. The shard hunters and crossed multiple times with the Western Lord. But no longer resulting in battles, “Hai.”

She didn't know how she would explain it, but she would - no had to - come up with something.