InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Miko and the Taiyoukai ❯ Suffering ( Chapter 4 )

 

 

 

 

Kagura was trying to stop the bleeding she had from Naraku's rape. He did this every time he was angry. Even without his heart, he wanted the human miko. The dead one. If he could tear a demon apart like this, how would a mere human ever survive? Kagura hated Naraku with every fiber of her being. He knew this. Forcing himself on her was just another way to torture her. He held her heart, and would give it a squeeze even when she was behaving perfectly. She knew she would die at his hands, but she wanted to die with some honor. It is better to have a short, good life, than a long, evil one. Kagura believed this with everything she had. She had to find a way to help those who stood against Naraku. There were not many. A handful compared to the sheer number of youkai and humans that inhabited the world. How could so many ignore the danger that the hanyou posed? How could they be so blind?

 

Kagura thought of the humans of this world, and most of the youkai as sheep, sheep that were quietly waiting for their slaughter. They knew it was coming, somewhere deep down, they knew it, but still they did nothing. There were a few that had broken from the pack: two mikos, one dead, one alive, a monk, a young kitsune, a hanyou, a taiji-ya, a youkai Lord, a human, and a youkai kappa. This was all the resistance there was against the greatest threat the world had ever seen! Kagura knew she must help. Even if it killed her, which it probably would, she must do something.

 

Kagura walked over to where Kohaku was housed. Even Kagura felt sorry for the boy. Naraku forced him to kill his entire family and friends, and then attempted to kill his sister. The only reason Kohaku was up and walking around, or “alive”, was because of a shard of the Shikon no Tama that was embedded in his shoulder. If it was removed, his spirit might not be strong enough to sustain life. Kagura knew that Naraku planned to have him fight against his sister, to kill the last of his family, or to be killed by her. That was evil, even for Naraku. There seemed to be no end to his treachery. He would stoop to any level to get what he wanted. He was truly vile. Even if Kagura were not subjected to multiple, violent rapes that would have killed a human, she still would have despised the hanyou.

 

Kagura knew that Kohaku was the only ally she had here. Kanna was too much Naraku's creature to ever think of going against him. Hakudoshi loved killing and seemed to thrive on violence, and Naraku's newest incarnation could not even speak!

 

Sometimes Kohaku could speak as if he remembered his family, sometimes he couldn't. Kagura would have to go slow with him. She must make sure that he was actually him before she made a move. She kept trying to help herself, with the bleeding internally, and with the external bruising and cuts, but there wasn't much to be done…anyone that saw would know that she had been attacked. Hopefully she could hide this shame from others. It was bad enough she had to endure it, showing it to the world was another thing.

 

Maybe if she could help the rag-tag group of fighters find Naraku's heart, that would make up for her past bad deeds, and would help destroy that which she hated most. It was a plan, and the best one she had.

 

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Sesshoumaru was beginning to become worried. The miko had not opened her eyes in two days! Rin and Jakken were very surprised to see her in their camp. Rin ran over to Kagome and asked her, very sweetly, what was wrong. Jakken was more himself.

 

“My Lord, why defile this camp with more human scum? This is the hanyou's wench! Surely you can't mean to…”

 

Jakken never finished his sentence because he was picked up by Lord Sesshoumaru and he growled into the face of the little toad youkai, his eyes turning red and his fangs elongating. Jakken was truly afraid.

 

“You will treat this miko with the respect you show me, or you will not live to see another day, do you understand me, Jakken?” Sesshoumaru growled.

 

“Y-y-yes, milord”

 

Sesshoumaru threw the toad demon away from him. He could not stand the site of him any longer.

 

Rin ran up to Sesshoumaru and grabbed his leg, her form of a hug. He patted her head affectionately.

 

“Lord Sesshoumaru! You have your arm back!” Rin exclaimed, with child-like exhuberance.

 

“Indeed,” he stated. “This miko gave me this gift, and we will treat her with great respect, is that understood, Rin?”

 

“Yes, Lord Sesshoumaru! Rin loves Kagome-sama! She saved Rin's life many times, and was very kind!” Rin said, slipping into the cadence of speech she had when she first came to Sesshoumaru.

 

“We will sleep some more, and hopefully Kagome will wake soon,” Sesshoumaru said softly.

 

Rin ran over to Aun and cuddled under the heads of the dragon. Sesshoumaru took his spot next to Kagome again, wishing she would wake up, wishing she would look at him, wishing he could kiss her, as he had dreamed of doing since he first saw her, when trying to find the location of his father's actual grave.

 

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Inuyasha was still angry that Kagome had not returned, but Sango told him to be patient, she had responsibilities in her own time as well, and they could not be ignored. Inuyasha had nowhere near the sense of smell that Sesshoumaru did, so he could not tell she lied, but Inuyasha knew her words to be true. Sango had mellowed a bit, especially since she and Miroku had finally saw what everyone else had seen…they loved each other. Miroku sat with Sango, rubbing her back, and having her rest her head on his shoulder. Inuyasha missed it when Kagome would sit that way with him. Although he knew he could not love Kagome the way she deserved to be loved, it was still nice to have two women in love with him. It was a bad reason to keep her with him, but it was true nonetheless. He just hoped she returned soon, or he would get her himself. She had a week, then he was going down the well.

 

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Kagome felt fur around her, and it smelled like moonlight and wind. She did not know how she knew what moonlight and wind smelled like, but that is what she smelled. She turned a bit, and cuddled up next to something warm, and hard, and…unfamiliar. She looked up to see a pair of golden eyes looking down at her. She saw that she was in her sleeping bag and was also wrapped in the fluffy thing Sesshoumaru carried with him. She said the only thing she could think of in this moment, “Please don't kill me!”

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Okay, I still haven't figured out how to make it not repeat the first line of the story at the top, but I have entered several chapters today, and I hope you like them. This site is just giving me the hardest time!!!