InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secrets Behind Too Much Power ❯ Of Love's Falter ( Chapter 2 )

Secrets Behind Too Much Power

Chapter 2: Of Love's Falter

 

“Saiko…?” A soft voice whispered echoingly. It came from an entrance, shining with light, to a dark hallway.

“Fate? What are you doing here?” Saiko asked turning around to look at the young woman with magenta eyes, and short mint green hair. Her physique wasn't something to sneeze at, but wasn't the greatest either.

Saiko on the other hand, he had frighteningly deep blue eyes, and short black hair with icy blue and blood red streaks, pointed ears; like a demon's; and what looked like a flame tattooed between his eyebrows stretching to the middle of his forehead. Then other flames were on either side of the one and as they reached back to his hairline, just above his temples, they grew smaller; creating a sort of crown look effect. A few blue and red bangs fell in his eyes.

His face was well-built, thick eyebrows, high cheekbones, sharp nose, and strong jaw line.

His body was lean, and tall. The man had to be over seven feet in height. His clothes were white with blue patches here and there that held a few silver snowflakes. Despite how loose they were it was still obvious the he had muscles built and toned to perfection. No armor adorned his figure, but a large broadsword hung from waist.

Yup, he was a god all right.

“You are aware of you daughter, aren't you?” Fate questioned. It was a very important matter. Kagome was half a goddess, and that side was steadily joining the show.

“How could I not be? The seal broke nearly two years ago, when her miko powers went beyond even Midoriko's! We're lucky this is the first time she's lost control…” Saiko sighed.

Fate looked at the youthful god before her. He was strong, wise, and dangerously powerful. But… that's to be expected of the god of power now isn't it. Though everything seemed to be taking its toll on him. He was starting to look aged, and sapped of the energy he once had.

“Yes, we are. She needs trained. The arrows are good for her, but as even a half goddess, she needs to know the sword. Especially since you need her as your heir you your power. With Naraku coming after us… Who knows what will happen.” Fate's voice was cautioning, and deceptive of her fear. How could she not be terrified? The hope of the gods rest with the clumsy half-ling.

“Yes… I know this!” Saiko whispered dangerously. “Go, Fate, you have much work. As do I.”

With that the girl left. No one dared to deal, or mess with the god of power when he was enraged. Not even the god of war. That's saying a lot in itself.

Home

 

“Sakura?” Saiko called as her entered through the back door. “Sakura, dear?”

“Saiko? What are you doing here! No, something didn't happen to Kagome did it?” Sakura questioned worriedly.

“Not in the way that you're asking…” Saiko mumbled.

“Then why… Oh no.” That last part came out as a cross between a sigh and a groan.

“Oh yes.” He replied. A silence followed. In which Saiko took the time to look over the one woman he had ever truly loved.

Her face was starting to show signs of age. Not much, but some wrinkles at her eyes, albeit faint ones. He smiled. Show how with the age playing on her she seemed more attractive than she was when they had decided to mate.

“What are you going to do?” Sakura's whisper broke into his trip down memory lane.

“I have to train her.” Saiko divulged.

“What! She can't!” Sakura was all but flying to pieces. She knew of the training gods and goddesses had to endure before they were accepted fully into their powers.

There was pain tolerance, strength building, reflex tests. Ok so they were more tests than anything. Either way, they were horrible.

“You know I have to! Look, you don't know it, but gods are being picked of, weaker to stronger. And we need Kagome. The out come won't be pretty, nor will the journey that starts after I train her. Just remember, if she doesn't… All life dies.”

“But she…”

“Is strong. Stronger than her hanyou. I'm not going to train the way the rest of us were. Merely awaken the strength, and help her harness it.”

“But Saiko… Will she die.” Sakura looked up with such distraught eyes. How could he tell her? Tell her that her baby girl may be ripped apart by her own power?

He stopped and looked around. They were in the kitchen; there was a refrigerator in to corner to his left, and a pantry immediately to his right. There was a small space of counter before the sink, and about a yard of counter space on the other side. A small window sat above the sink, and on the counter beside it was a breadbox, a toaster, and a microwave. That all went to the corner diagonal from him. Then about a foot more counter (now along the wall in front of him) and you saw the stove, followed by more empty counter space to the door directly in front of him. Plus there were cabinets above all the counter.

“The future holds many possibilities.” What else could he say?

Saiko turned to leave, to see the look on her face would kill him.

“Train her well.” Sakura whispered after his retreating back as he went to the well house, her voice hoarse.

~With Kagome~

 

Another sigh escaped her lips. Things were definitely not good. Why had she lost control? Would it happen again? That's all she could think about. Aside from Will I hurt the others next time?

She knew there would be a next time. Just not when it would be.

“Okaa-san?” Rin whispered.

“Nani?” Kagome asked with a smile.

“Are we there yet?”

“Kagome gave the innocent little girl, a bubbly laugh. Even centuries in the past, that question existed. “No. Not yet Rin-Chan.”

The little girl sighed, and looked around for something to do. She saw Shippou on the other side of Kagome, and grinned. Reaching around carefully, as not to get kicked, even though Kagome was careful to watch her steps, she tapped Shippou's shoulder.

The little Kitsune looked around, and spotted Rin trying to stifle a giggled and scowled. Though it quickly turned into a smile as he started a game of tag.

Inuyasha looked over his shoulder at the sight before him. There was Kagome watching the abominations she considered her children, as they chased each other in a game of tag. Then he watched as Rin jumped onto Kagome's back crying out “You're it!” before running off.

“Hey!” Kagome looked up at him with a genuine smile before darting around and running after the kids. She got Shippou first, and then scooped Rin up. All three were laughing.

Then as he looked further back he noticed that even Miroku and Sango were grinning. What would the group be without Kagome? What would he be without her? Or the others, for that matter?

Inuyasha turned back ahead with a small smile of his own; a true smile.

Darkness settled in a on the group faster than any realized. Though none were complaining. They were still wary from the excitement of their last encounter with their archrival.

When they stopped Kagome set her pack down went to cook dinner for everyone, out of habit. Minutes were gone before Inuyasha was in a tree eating his raman and the rest were on the ground chattering idly with their own bowl full; with the exception of Rin and Shippou whom were occupying their `Mother's' lap.

“Hope we're close to the village… I need to go home and restock on supplies.” Kagome commented. “Raman is down to… three cups… Plus I need more clothes. Oh yeah! My mom said she had something new for me!”

“And what might that be Lady Kagome?” Miroku asked sweetly, he knew any minute Sango and the miko would head to what ever water source Inuyasha had stopped them near.

“She said she was getting me some new clothes. I think she tired of my high school uniform.” Yes, Kagome still wore it. Well, she hadn't grown hardly any since she graduated. So, out of habit, and so clinging to the past, she continued to wear it.

“Good.” Came Inuyasha's gruff, and authoritive voice. “It's about time you got some decent clothing.”

Miroku and Sango instantly sighed. None of them thought the miko's clothes decent, but saying that to her face, and in that voice, was dangerous.

And Kagome didn't surprise, or let them down when she growled, rather animalistic in sound, and shot back with some comment about hanyou's and their love complexes. That ticked the hanyou in reference off, just as it was supposed to.

His actions are so faithfully predicable. Just like the sun rising and setting. Kagome noted idly, as Inuyasha shot back with, “At least I'm not a clumsy idiot that always needs saving!”

That was the end of Kagome's patience. “Oswari!” She screeched. Inuyasha, doomed to fall at that command, found himself immobile in his own personal crater. When he could move again he saw Sango entertaining Shippou and Rin with a game of `Go Fish' and Miroku looked to be meditating, but any one that had known him for two seconds knew he was ogling Sango. Kagome, he looked, was father away calming her anger, and meditating. Something that had become quite regular every night for the last two years.

She had changed a lot in two years. Mostly in habits, for her physical appearance was almost identical to when she had split the Shikon in to pieces. Lethe form gaining a few inches, and maturing.

Though, now she meditated like her life depended on it, and she was, if possible, more protective of her private space, than before.

They were all minor and unseen, but Inuyasha saw them like they were like a huge mole on her nose. He didn't understand it, they weren't subtle either. It had all happened shortly after the last battle with the real Naraku.

The inu-hanyou was jarred out of his musings by a familiar scent. That of the graveyard. Kikyou. What was she doing there? I need to have a word with her anyway. Inuyasha thought somewhat bitterly, before jumping out of his tree and walking off with a vague muttering about scouting the area.

Kagome however knew better. She could sense Kikyou nearby, and she knew that was where her beloved companion was off to. And it shattered her heart. She had endlessly proved her love time, and time again. What else could she do if he still lusted for her dead incarnation?

Nothing, that's what.

A lone tear streaked down her pale cheek. Well, it's better to have loved and lost… Than you never have loved at all, right? Kagome thought bitterly. Then shook her head and went back to meditating. Inuyasha would be there to deal with tomorrow, if she didn't meditate now the sooner she was likely to lose it again.

~With Inuyasha~

 

“Kikyou, come out.” Inuyasha all but growled out.

Said miko sauntered into view. “I thought you'd be comforting your little whore, what brings you out here, Inuyasha?” Her voice was void of all emotion, but her eyes belied her feelings toward her reincarnation.

“I came to tell you to leave us alone. You, us, we're history. I'll always love you, don't get me wrong, but I'm not in love with you anymore. That died sometime during my 50 year nap. Courtesy of you.” His gold eyes glistened in slight anger at the memory of how he happened to sleep for so long.

“Oh, so you'd rather a lying, secretive… GIRL, over-“ Kikyou was cut off by a seething, but confused Inuyasha.

“Kagome is no liar, Kikyou, you are.” He growled.

“Oh, but she is the one that is a half-goddess, but never told you, or anyone. She's also knows perfectly well what happened with that last doppelganger of Naraku. That was her goddess powers escaping the flimsy control she tries to build up with meditation.” Kikyou sneered.

Inuyasha's eyes widen somewhat. “No. She wouldn't.”

“Gods, and goddesses as well, are treacherous. They would kill something as soon as they looked at it!” Kikyou was all but shouting now.

She had a point as well. Inuyasha knew this. But his mind refused to comprehend it. Any lore of the Gods he could think of wasn't of any use. Was Kagome just toying, tricking, playing with all of them?

Inuyasha's vision was outlined with blood. Rational thought was lost. How could she?! That little…

Small arms wrapped around him from behind. The cold from a dead, fake, body penetrated his fire rat clothing.

“Calm down, Inuyasha…” Kikyou whispered. “Do not fret; she will get her due, soon.”

“I don't care. Forgive me Kikyou… I should have known better. She comes out of nowhere from a different time, with miko powers greater than possible… I'm such an idiot!” Claws dug into his palm leaving half circle cuts to trail blood as his anger subsided.

“Will you be mine forever, Inuyasha?” Kikyou asked softly, as said hanyou turned around.

“Forever, even in the depths of hell.” He replied gently caressing her nose with his.

They stood there hold each other. True emotions swirling and binding them eternally. Even the forest creatures felt the height of passion. The trees seemed to bend in an attempt to allow the love more room. Time would have frozen solid had it not been forced to continue as the Shikon no Tama needed to be restored.

They parted with a kiss. Inuyasha started back for the camp, his mind reeling with what he now knew. Though what he didn't realize was how all the legends where someone (or several someones) was smote by a god, the person had betrayed, or offended, that god. There weren't any stories inexistence of the kinder side of gods. Their loyalty especially that of goddesses, was unlimited.

But anger clouds all logic, all reason.

Inuyasha walked back into the camp and straight to Kagome. “Why didn't you tell us you were a half-goddess?” Anger was obvious at a glance.

“W-what?!” Kagome gulped.

“What are you talking about Inuyasha?” Sango asked.

“Answer me!” Inuyasha commanded.

“I not know what you're talking about!” Kagome all but shouted.

“You're lying!”

“Kagome-sama doesn't lie, Inuyasha. Now who told you this nonsense about her being a half-goddess?” Miroku defended the miko.

“Why didn't you tell us?!” Inuyasha shouted, ignoring all others.

“Because…” Kagome paused and looked around, “It's not true.”

“Lying, little, bitch.” The hanyou glared, then grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the woods away from the group. Once well out of hearing range, he stopped, and without turning around he asked ever so calmly, and softly. “Why did you lie?”

Kagome looked at his back, then with a sigh she turned to her left. “Because there was no point. Until that last battle with the real Naraku, that was all bound in a seal.” She whispered.

“I trusted you!” He shouted. “Even if that was the case you should've had said something! And what about AFTER the battle with Naraku?!”

“I couldn't! Okay? It's supposed to still be locked away!” Kagome sobbed. “I did it to keep all of you safe.”

She wrapped her arms around herself, that and the shaking of her shoulders made for a look any but Inuyasha could not resist.

Inuyasha looked at her, the sight he saw only increased his anger. “I can't believe I've been traveling with a treacherous god. That's low Kagome. Playing us like toys.”

“You know NOTHING about gods, Inuyasha!” Kagome screamed at him. Not expect this, said hanyou looked at her. “Gods are nothing like that! They're only that way when they, or their loved ones have been hurt, betrayed, or something like that. Gods are more loyal than a lost puppy.” She looked at him. “Why else would I have stayed so long with you, even though I watched you chase the past. Even when I watched chase death.”

“Don't try to pull the shit with me Kagome! The minute the Jewel is restored you're gone! You got that? GONE! Whether it's to your time, or if I have to kill you myself, you will be gone.” With that he stormed back to the group, red lining his vision.

Kagome fell to her knees, weeping. What was she to do now? “Daddy…”

“Kagome, baby, what's wrong?” A soft masculine voice asked with concern.

Kagome raised her head from her knees to see at sight for sore eyes…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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