InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Gates of Heaven and Hell ❯ Misty Dreams of the Future Part III ( Chapter 5 )

The Gates of Heaven and Hell

 

Chapter Five

Misty Dreams of the Future Part III

 

Yuki-hime

 

AN: This is an alternate reality fanfiction to where I, Yuki-hime, am in complete control of this story. ^^ power trip alert! Warning: this fanfic is a KagomexSesshoumaru pairing. I'm going to do a short introduction that will lead into the first chapter. I don't want you completely confused. As I stated before, the only similarity to the series is that I am using the characters and likeness as well as certain plots, twists or etc from the series to push this little story along. To be sure that there is no confusion, I am listing the following characters the will appear. I hope this helps.

 

 

* I will not be listing my own original characters with the guide below.

 

 

romance: the romantic development between characters.

angst/drama: emotional developments.

action/adventure: adventurous content {battles, quests, journeys}

 

 

RATING: R

 

 

Character Guide:

Kagome

Sesshoumaru

Jaken

Rin

Inuyasha

Myouga

Kikyou

Kaede

Miroku

Sango

Kohaku

Kirara

Shippou

Kouga

Toutousai

Naraku

Kanna

Kagura

Hakudoushi

 

 

Guide:

“ ” the spoken words.

Any thoughts are in italics.

* for definitions or notes at the end of the story.

 

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­­­The woman floated above a pool of water, her nude form reflecting in the aquatic depths. The night sky and stars looked down upon her, crossing the void between heaven and earth as the water mirrored the twinkles above. Her eyes slowly opened to the arcadia above. A wave of serenity fell on her. She sighed. Something felt wrong though. Something felt out of place. Her gaze fell to the landscape appearing below her. Nothing could be made out clearly.

 

Her raven hair floated about her face and head. Her body was covered in red and white material as the Shikon no Tama appeared around her neck. Her hands looked not her own.

 

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`How could I have missed them?!' Anger passed her features as concern for the villagers washed it away. She would vent about the trouble caused later. `First I must save these people.' The taijiya ordered the people and children into nearby homes. “Shippou, stay with the children,” she spat out as she darted for Hiraikotsu.

 

“Kirara!” The feline bounced out of an alley in full demon form. Blood was smeared across her honey fur. There was a small cut on her front paw; a victory scar from her struggle in the thickets. Sango noted all of this but she had little time to stop and tend to her companion. There would be time for that later. Suddenly an explosion from behind rocked the ground, knocking Sango off of the nekomata. The duo went flying into the air.

 

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`Damn! How could I have been so careless? How could I have put Sango and the others in danger?!' Purple robes flapped against his legs as he ran the two miles to the village bridge. His lungs began to burn with the exertion that his body displayed. Another explosion rocked the square as Miroku began shouting for Sango. Was this how it was going to end, with the screams of innocents in agony as flames licked at his soul?

 

* FLASHBACK *

 

The monk sighed heavily as he sat watching the river under the night stars. `Could Kikyou still be trusted?' The one question he just could not bring himself to speak. Not even to Sango. His thoughts were binding him emotionally and physically from acting as normal as he could around the priestess. He did not want to offend her, which could offend Inuyasha. `Such a delicate situation.'

 

Yet, he could not divert his mind from Kikyou's true intentions. `Why was she so willing to help Sesshoumaru even though we do not know anything about this woman?' It was puzzling, and it bothered him enough to where he had to mediate for a couple of hours before bed.

 

The wind rustled through the treetops, singing earth's eternal song. He laid his head on the grass to see the bright stars above. `Why is that girl still unconscious?' The sandman drifted across Miroku's eyes, lulling him into a dream world.

 

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Kagome buried her face in his chest and arm. White cloth filled her vision. The silk garments felt soft against her damp skin. The blue kimono she wore clung to her soaked body, contaminating the fabric the demon wore. The holy water sizzled as it met his skin. She shut her eyes, trying to shut out the pain that emanated from her savior. She felt the sting. Why could she not remember anything but him. `Why?' Why do her eyes hurt so much? `Why can I not see? Why can I not remember?' Her fears were oozing out of her spirit.

 

The demon prince could feel her discomfort and spoke gently to her as they flew out of the earth and into the sky. “Kagome…” He had to get her to a safe place. “I will find you relief soon. I promise.”

 

`Kagome?' Was that her name? Her fingers unknowingly reached to the jewel around her neck. The pain in her eyes began to dull. His words sprang up a glimmer of hope in her. Deep inside her heart, the girl felt she could trust this being with her life. “Sesshoumaru?” He grunted in response, trying to gather the comprehension of the demonic aura and smell around them. He needed to find Rin and the others as soon as possible. Yet he could not simply leave this woman. Her words brought him back to her world. “Why can I only remember you? Your name, your face? Why?” her pleas prompted him to stop. Although her eyes were less than sharp, she could tell that this was the same man she had seen inside her locked away memories. He could not see her tears and confusion but he felt them and their effects on her. “Were we… Were we lovers?”

 

Her question froze his blood. Yet she was mistaken, but only because of her lack of memories. She was extremely delicate and fragile in her weakened state. Why had he not seen that Naraku was waiting on this moment, when she was at her weakest, and in such disarray? Was he counting on her amnesia? What was it that blinded his vision? He suddenly felt her stiffen. He adverted his eyes to her face. Her pupils were focusing on the horizon. A realization hit her as fear followed. `Could she feel the demonic aura?' A fleeting thought which was shortly answered when the woman spoke.

 

“Sesshoumaru…” she paused, swallowing the lump in her throat. She could not remember her name, her family, her life yet she knew her purpose and destiny lay with the demon who carried her and the dark and very deadly demonic atmosphere that was cast upon them. What was this feeling tugging at her consciousness? Nostalgia. “I feel a little… sick.”

 

“I will find yo…” A large explosion broke his words from her ears. The two stared in the direction of the noise. Sesshoumaru knew the village was just over the hill and trouble was already there waiting. Yet there seemed to be no other choice, no where else for her to run. The hanyou would not stop until he had what he wanted. And what he wanted was standing in front of him, in his arms.

 

She pushed on, unconcerned with the unfolding situation behind her. “Why can I not remember anything about myself or my life, yet… I know you and that…” she pushed herself away from his warm skin. Her words and actions jarred his attention back to her. Kagome's eyes avoided the imprint her wet body left on his as she turned away. `Why can I not remember?' “…And yet I know that I must fight.” She turned. “My name is Kagome?”

 

There was a look in her eyes. The demon could not tell if it was fear or determination at what was ahead. Maybe a mixture of both and yet not, the void spoke volumes of loneliness and a deep sadness. `It felt as though she has walked this path before.' He waved that last thought off. He was beginning to go crazy around all of these damn humans and their emotions. “That is all I know.” And it was the truth.

 

She nodded. Then they must have just met. `Why him?' Her hand went to the jewel around her neck. The demon watched her movements with guarded eyes. “I feel…” Her gaze turned to see the second explosion screams of agony reached the duo's delicate ears. She started moving toward the source of the destruction. `This feels like a dream. Am I awake? Why is it that I feel so out-of-place and yet… I feel as though I belong?'

 

Sesshoumaru watched the woman move as if she were in a trance. “Kagome.” Her name rolled off his tongue before he realized he had spoken. To Sesshoumaru, it was more than a shock. He should have better control over himself, yet it was a blessing that this girl did not know him and was not even paying him any attention. `Is Naraku calling to you?' She had walked several paces from him. The demon decided to follow the woman and her Tama. He had to see if it was the real thing. Why would Naraku want this girl? What is it she truly possessed?

 

He glided to her, sweeping her into his embrace. She filled the gap, her cold wet form warming to his touch. Even though she was chilled to the bone, she never shook from the cold. What laid ahead of them was unknown to both, yet neither turned from what had to be done, from what had to be faced.

 

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The sun was shinning brightly, giving its nutrients freely to the life below. Miroku took a deep breathe. It was rare that one could relax so without worry. A smile played on his lips before it was wiped away with the horrible sound his ears were witness to.

 

Naraku's voice echoed all around him as a dark miasmic cloud hovered over the houshi, blocking out the sun. His voice was trapped in his throat. The chilling laughter boomed. “There is no escape. No escape from me or yourself monk!” The hanyou could not control his laughter as it escaped.

 

Suddenly, before Miroku's eyes, the bodies of his comrades broken, bleeding, and dead floated out to him. Naraku laughed as his witnessed the pain cross the monk's features. Water filled his eyes, cascading down his dirtied cheeks. Words escaped his comprehension as a horrible and painful sense of loneliness filled him. He reached out to grasp Sango's limp hand that seemed to tease for his touch. Blood dripped from her lovely face and body. Slashes covered her form, exposing skin and bone under the taijiya suit.

 

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He shook the dreamy memories from his conscious. That would not become the future. He would not let it! Clouds of dust covered the area, making it hard to see and breathe. He felt a panic blooming inside his heart.

 

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`That fucking half-demon!' Inuyasha's anger boiled over. How had he known to come here? His eyes surveyed the area, looking for the target. A large explosion blew the roofs off of several of the houses in the small village square. “Kikyou?” he whispered. `Oh no.'

 

The hanyou raced to the source, arriving as a third much smaller bomb detonated. He saw Miroku fighting the demons that attacked through clouds of smoke and dust. “Miroku! Use your Kazaana to clear the air!” The monk coughed and nodded in response to his demand.

 

Inuyasha dodged a swing from a serpent demon as he sliced the snake into diced tomatoes. He drew the fang at his side, transforming as it unsheathed and unleashed it's power. He had to find Kikyou. Yet, the smell of blood and death hung heavy in the air and her scent was masked beneath it.

 

The hanyou heard the faint whispers of a woman as blades of wind cut through the earth in his direction. Inuyasha shoved Tessaiga into the ground, shielding himself from her power. The attacker showed herself, somewhat disappointed that she had missed. “It'll take more than that Kagura.”

 

“We shall see Inuyasha! *Fujin no Mai!” Several waves of wind headed his way. The hanyou jumped away. “Stay still half-breed!” She cursed at him.

 

“Not on your life!” He drew on Tessaiga's power before attacking. “*Kaze no Kizu!”

 

The demon easily avoided the attack. Inuyasha heard Miroku's voice as he shouted for Sango, finding the woman face-down in the dirt and rumble. Though he could not turn his vision away from the puppet, the hanyou spoke hastily. “Miroku, take Sango and the villagers and go. I'll get Kikyou and meet you.” The monk nodded as he began to excavate the slayer and her demon neko.

 

“Do you think it will be that easy Inuyasha,” a male's voice to his left immediately drew his full attention.

 

“Muso you bastard! I will never let Naraku get his hands on the jewel.”

 

Laughter filled the space around them. It came from no where and yet was every where. Naraku's voice filled the night sky. “You can not stop me Inuyasha. I will have what I want for it is within my grasp. How ironic that two brothers happen to venture upon the same thing.” His harsh laughter filled everyone's ears. “How ironic indeed.”

 

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Kikyou felt a tug at her heart as she emerged from the water. Mountains of bloody bodies filled her eyes. Her breath caught in her throat as a hand came to her open mouth. `What is going on? Why am I being shown this?'

 

`This is the looming future for you and the world.' The female voice was eerily comforting when she spoke.

 

`Is this what I have brought upon the world?' Her thoughts were frantic. `Is this what I have unleashed by saving Kagome's life?' Her mind fluttered to the woman she had seen in her vision and again during the purifying ritual.

 

Her question startled the ghostly woman. `Tell me, why would you ask such a question? Do you have reservations about saving her life?'

 

`Reservations?' Did she regret it? She shook her head. `No I do not, yet I feel as though I have done something wrong.' Her words were full of confusion. The questions still swarmed about her as if they were bees protecting their sweet nectar. What is the jewel and who will be the one to use that power? Will they save the world or destroy it?

 

An ominous feeling caught Kikyou's heart. She moved, quickly reaching the mouth of the cave as the first explosion rocked the pebbles at her feet. “Oh no…” The priestess began to run as fast as her legs could carry. How could she not have noticed? `How could Naraku have gotten past me?'

 

His demonic aura was soaking into everything. It almost gagged the miko. How had this hanyou discovered how to hide himself so well? A black hole formed over the center of the village, seeming to swallow it and the lives of everyone there.

 

She ignored the burning pain in her chest and lower limbs. Her hands were full of her *hakama which was still dripping from the ceremony. She reached the peak in time to see the second explosion rack the inner circle of the town. She spotted Sesshoumaru and the girl heading for the village below which prompted her to hurry as well. The people there needed her.

 

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“What the hell are you up to Naraku?! Don't send your puppets, just come your own fucking self!” The anger could be heard in Inuyasha's voice. He was tried of these damn games. A head to head battle sounded much better and he would gladly cherish either victory.

 

“So hasty Inuyasha. Tsk, tsk. I am simply waiting for our beloved to show.” His words were always riddles. Inuyasha was not going to wait for Kikyou to show up. He would not let them get their hands on the jewel.

 

“You are nothing but a fucking puppet!” His rage flared and Inuyasha took a swing at the shikigami*. The illusion faded as a paper-shaped man appeared, sliced, before his eyes. The hanyou growled. How was he suppose to defeat that bastard when he never showed his face?! `Even that fucking puppet was a fake,' he thought as the chilling face of Muso faded from his eyes.

 

A laughed echoed as it floated around his ears. “Inuyasha, foolish hanyou. You will lose everything.” The voice was preceded by another explosion. Large clouds of dust filled the air.

 

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The houses laid in ruins as heavy breathing could be heard. The clouds of dust were enough to choke anyone. Her breath caught in her throat. She felt she had seen this before. A man standing in the fog dressed in red robes. This memory was recalled only through the deja'vu feeling. She again pushed herself away from the protecting arms to venture out into the uncertain road before her very eyes.

 

She had been awake no longer than ten minutes and already she was in trouble. `Do I even want to know what my life was like before?' That was a very important question and Kagome stored it away to be pondered upon at a more… appropriate time. “This feels…”

 

Sesshoumaru eyes hardened at the sight of his brother. He knew that the half-breed took a great interest in the woman before him. He was not about to let anyone take this mysterious creature from him before he found out all of her secrets. A low growl came from his throat as Inuyasha's gaze turned in their direction. He had obviously just noticed them. The demonic lord sniffed the air. The stench of another annoying hanyou was in the breeze. “Where is he?”

 

The short question caught Inuyasha's attention. His golden eyes moved from the woman before him to his brother's. He ignored the question that was asked. “Where is Kikyou?!” he screamed at them. His gaze darted around, assessing the scene. Muso and Kagura had disappeared as well. `More like laying in wait to attack again.' When his gaze returned to the woman, a sea of emotions filled her bottomless eyes. He noticed her fingers playing with a stone around her neck. His pupils widened in shock as he realized what was in front of him. The Shikon no Tama. A complete Shikon no Tama at that.

 

Sesshoumaru watch his actions closely, not ignoring the strong scents of Naraku and his minions around them. It seemed Kagome was oblivious to the movements of those that could not be seen. She began emitting a strange pink light that faded into a purple haze. He suddenly reached out to her, pulling the female away from the unseen hands of Muso as the demon materialized before everyone's eyes.

 

Strong hands wrapped around her shoulders. She felt the ominous aura speeding toward her. Confusion had set in and she was unsure of what to do. The damage and smell of death hung in the air over her. How could she have prepared herself for this? Water began to pool in her youthful eyes. “Sesshoumaru…” she managed to choke out through a sob. Her voice stilled everyone.

 

Kikyou appeared behind the demon lord. Drawn by the purity of the woman's soul and heart, her almond eyes focused on the purple aura that was encasing the duo. Her breath caught in her throat. Inuyasha faded from her mind's eye as his words fell on deaf ears.

 

He was frozen, unable to move. Thick black hair and a body covered in rustic armor appeared between him and the trio. “Kikyou!” The desperation in his voice was subtle but lost to her over the roar of power between them.

 

Naraku's voice echoed through the atmosphere. “It will never end my precious miko.” A laughter filled the sky as dark clouds moved to block out the sun. “You will not get away from me this time.”

 

Inuyasha was caught off guard as Kagura's wind blades came crashing down around him. “Dammit!”

 

“Heh, Inuyasha, it looks like they are out of your reach now.” Muso's voice was cold and sharp as his words hit Inuyasha. The spawn did not give him the luxury of a brief glance in the direction of his sacred and forbidden lover.

 

Kagura watched as the two darted below her. Her blood red eyes caught sight of the monk's purple clothing. `Damn the dust,' she cursed as she released her dancing dragons*. The dirt cleared and revealed the bloodshed below. Bodies dotted the ground. The sound of constant metal clashing bounced off the rubble.

 

Miroku gingerly picked himself off the ground. His eyes soaked in the two warriors locked in a battle of death. And the large ball of power. Sango was still unconscious beneath him. Blood soaked her simple red and white kimono, even through her green skirt. He knew that the black taijiya suit was wet as well.

 

The harsh realization stunned him as his eyes viewed the bodies of people he knew and had protected. Inuyasha's voice caused him to jump. “Get Sango and the others to safety, Miroku.” The monk nodded silently as he picked the taijiya up. Kirara followed him as began to filter the villagers to safety one hut at a time.

 

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At the sound of his name, Sesshoumaru froze. The spiritual energy that the woman in his arms was releasing boiled his blood and yet he found he could not let her go. It had been on instinct that the demon found himself acting upon. Before he knew it, the human was in his arms. He smelled the wave of emotions from her and felt the salty tears on his forearms as they soaked through the white silk robes. Her energy filled him and he felt her slip from his grasp, before a bright light consumed him.

 

His clawed hand covered his eyes as the light dissipated, leaving him standing alone before a stretch of land littered with the corpses of humans and demons. Their blood and bone melting into the earth; it was truly a sight to see. He sharp eyes surveyed the area. He could not be fooled as easily as the others. Although he did not know what Naraku's plan was, Sesshoumaru knew that he would not succumb to the hanyou's prodding. His aloof nature had ensured him and his heart from death and sorrow.

 

A laughter filled the dark purple sky. The half demon's voice echoed through the heavens. “She will always be mine. Always.”

 

The prince grunted in response. Was he referring to the miko or Kagome? The possible attack on the village was not shunned away. Everyone had prepared themselves for it. The only cause for pause and consultation on his part was why Naraku had decided to take the time he had. `Why attack the minute Kagome wakens?' It was all a little too idiosyncratic even for Naraku. `It would have made more sense to have taken her while she slept.'

 

The wind picked up as his laughter finally faded from his sensitive hearing. `What were his reasons?' The faint smell of sweet misty cherry blossoms caught his attention and caused him to turn around. A woman stood on the hill over, under the Goshin Boku*. Her watery eyes turned to meet his as her hair floated around her face in an angelic manner. She wore an expression of immeasurable silence as she made her plea.

 

He could not hold himself back. The pain that seeped out from that frail body had moved him toward her. Her gaze softened at his actions. The cackle filled the space again. “She is mine!” Tears fell at his words. Sesshoumaru moved toward her, reaching out to touch her before she faded from his grasp.

 

The woman had indeed become a liability.

 

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Kikyou could only watch as the two were engulfed by the power. When she heard the woman speak the demon lord's name again, she became petrified with the fear that rose in her heart. She stilled in her place, not more than ten feet behind them. `Why had she called out to him, and not once but two times?' As the wave of life ebbed into her body, she felt the strong emotions of the woman called Kagome. Her spirit was waging a war with itself, much like the Shikon no Tama that she appeared to have.

 

She focused on the inu-youkai and the miko he held. Did her eyes deceive her? Or was this gentle maiden disappearing. In a flutter of voluptuous lights, the woman was suddenly gone. Kikyou blinked rubbing her eyes; the bright orbs had blinded her momentarily. The butterfly-like beams shot to the demon prince, immobilizing him as well. The forceful wave rushed over the ancient priestess. The woman looked down at her hands and clothing to see herself vanishing.

 

`What power does she possess?' It could not be that of a mere miko, like herself, or monks. This was an unknown and yet familiar power that Kikyou could not place. Instead of the fear she expected, peace and tranquility filled her.

 

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Kagome had shut her eyes the moment she felt arms around her. Chilling voices seemed to surround the woman as the warmth faded. She turned to see Sesshoumaru dissolve. The man with chocolate hair appeared before her in a haze. She reached out instinctively. Her sapphire eyes widened as her hand slide through the chest. A dark voice echoed in her ears. Her hands went to cover her hearing, though it was a futile attempt. “It will never end my precious miko. You will not get away from me this time.”

 

She could not escape his words as they ran after her. “You will never leave again.” His snickering haunted her. She stumbled as her bare feet hit large rocks, throwing her off balance. Her hands went out to break her fall, freeing her ears to his riddles and merriment. She covered her head and screamed. “Please…… please stop and leave me alone! I have done nothing to you!” Her words were choked out as she pleaded with the faceless man.

 

“I will not let you go this time… Kagome…” His voice was full of affection and a hint of something more deadly and sinister that the girl could not pinpoint.

 

When she heard her name on his lips, her body froze. She was completely paralyzed with fear. `Did he know her? Did they have a relationship?' What connection could she possibly have with him?

 

Dense clouds began to pool in front of Kagome. She quickly picked herself off the ground as pupils caught the hint of hands springing out to stop further movements. A handsome face emerged with blood red eyes. His marble-like features were framed by a dark coco mane. He spoke her name again. “Kagome.”

 

She desperately tried to pull away from his grasp but as she tugged only more of his body appeared. He wore blue and violet robes that were adorned with talon-armor and a demonic eye as a chest piece. She closed her eyes, wishing this to be a bad dream. His joy filled her senses as tears flowed down her cheeks. “No, please…” she spoke as she took another step back, her foot losing ground. She could feel herself slipping over the edge, but strong arms twirled her around and brought her to lean against the thick mass that stood unveiled to her adverted eyes.

 

“Kagome,” his voice was thick and his sultry breathe was burning her flesh. “I will have you… all of you.” He inhaled her scent, rubbing his face into her hair. Her eyes were transfixed on what had been laid before her feet. The cliff overhung a large valley. The dense fog was clearing. “Look…” His words were light, like a gentle breeze or the touch of a lover. She closed her mind to the view. His right hand came up to stroke her face as the other directed her head. “Look at what you have done, Kagome.” His last words were spoken much softer. “You can not escape fate and you can not escape me.”

 

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AUTHOR'S NOTES

 

I have decided to use the original Japanese quotes and attacks from now on. I will go back and re-edit the first few chapters. I think it flows a little better. And well, heck, it makes me feel better too! O.o Or maybe that is cause I'm crazy.

 

 

*Fujin no Mai - Kagura - Dance of Blades - Kagura's first wind attack that fires several blades (of wind, in case you are wondering. xp )

*Ryuja no Mai - Kagura - Dance of the Dragon - creates small tornadoes.

 

*Kaze no Kizu - Inuyasha - Wind Scar - do I really have to explain this? O.o

 

*Hakama - the pants so to speak. The Sashinuki style.

*Shikigami - the little puppets that we see Naraku and even Kikyou use.

*Goshin Boku - God Tree

 

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