InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Path of Jealousy and Fate ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Paths of Jealousy and Fate

-Chapter 3-

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Clawed hands knocked the knife from Renjiro's hand. Undaunted, Renjiro didn't stop.

 

In one swift movement, Sesshoumaru was behind Renjiro. His claws dug deep into the human's back, the perfect amount. Renjiro fell to the ground, clouded eyes closing slowly. The slight movement in his chest the only signal of life.

 

Kagome's high pitched wail continued to fill the air. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes, wincing. It was too much for him to handle. He kneeled beside her, frantic. His mind buzzed with thoughts. He, Lord of the Western Lands, was confused. Magenta stripped hands rubbed his temples. How could this simple girl cause him so much stress? Well, he'd just allow instincts to take over.

 

Kagome opened her eyes, just in time to see Sesshoumaru's face. His face, so close to hers. She felt his lips on hers, stopping her screaming. Closing chocolate hues, she fell, lost, into his embrace. His rough hands found themselves tangled in her ebony hair. He nuzzled the soft skin of her neck. Kagome relaxed in his arms, her body warm against his. What he himself had failed to accomplish in 400 years, Kagome had done in a single moment. Sesshoumaru felt whole. Kagome would be his.

 

With a small sigh, Kagome tilted her head. Why was everything so wrong? It was like a strange dream, one she was having trouble waking from. She was supposed to be with Inuyasha, not Sesshoumaru. It had to be a dream.

 

“Sesshoumaru?” If she truly was dreaming, no harm could come from what she asked, or said.

 

He raised his eyebrows, golden eyes not moving from her face. White robed arms still held her tightly to him.

 

“You won't leave me, will you?” Her voice sounded dreamy even to her own ears.

 

“No Kagome. I will not leave you.” He could feel her relax in his arms.

 

“Not even for Kikyo?”

 

“Never.” In her voice and scent, he could sense her nearly sleeping state. He lifted her easily in his arms from the ground. She snuggled close to him, mumbling something he couldn't make out. Stepping over the trembling figure of Kameko on the floor, he carried her from the hut, and walked silently on an un-trodden path through the woods.

 

“I don't think I want to wake from this dream Sesshoumaru.” Kagome didn't open her eyes, her voice only loud enough for Sesshoumaru's ears to catch.

 

“I will not disturb you if you wish it so.”

 

“But you're the dream Sesshoumaru…” her voice trailed off.

 

Shaking his head, Sesshoumaru wondered briefly what the inside of Kagome's mind looked like. He quickly put the thought aside, not wanting to have a mental breakdown in the middle of the forest.

 

Sensing another demon's youki, he lifted his face to the wind. Inuyasha. His half-breed of a brother was nearing. And he was looking to pick a fight. Carefully, he laid Kagome down on a nearly level stone. She was sleeping peacefully, unaware to the oncoming fight. Running his fingers through a few rouge raven locks, he smiled. Kagome would be his, Not Inuyasha's.

 

He turned on his heel, he walked far enough away to be sure Kagome would be out of harm, but close enough to keep an eye on her. Clearing a few trees, he made an open area. The first breeze of Autumn blew past him.

 

“I'm ready Inuyasha.”

 

 

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The clash of metal on metal worked itself into Kagome's dreams. Her slumber undisturbed by the bloody battle being fought in easy sight from where she lay. She dreamt on.

 

“Huh?” Kagome's chocolate eyes flickered open. There had been a massive youki presence nearby not moments before, but now it was gone…

 

Swinging her bare feet over the edge of the stone, she stepped down lightly. It was the gray of light just before dawn, the Autumn wind had picked up, bringing colorful leaves with it. Lengths of glossy hair blew gently past her face.

 

“Sesshoumaru?” She called out softly. Where was he? She stepped quickly down the path, the dirt dry and hard beneath her feet. “Inuyasha?” Chewing fretfully at a nail, she looked around. “Where are you?” She narrowed her eyes, “Sesshoumaru, where are you?”

 

Catching a shimmer of light, she ran towards it. It was Toukijin. Grasped in a magenta stripped hand.

 

“Sesshoumaru…” She dropped to the ground beside him. She reached a hand out towards his face. His skin was deathly pale, and cold. So cold. His clothes were soaked in blood, a pool of crimson surrounding him. His youkai self had been able to heal the cuts, but not quick enough. Locks of silver blew into Kagome's lap, catching her tears.

 

Kagome raised her gaze, catching her first glimpse at Sesshoumaru's soul stealer.

 

Tetusaiga lay motionless in Inuyasha's hand. Kagome felt her heart twist at the sight of him. His demon half hadn't been able to heal all the wounds as Sesshoumaru's full self had. Gashes and stabs… it was too much.

 

But it was a dream, all just a dream. Tears streaming hot down her pale skin, she pulled a small silver dagger from her belt. She would wake herself. Handle in both hands, she held the knife in front of her. She exhaled, closing wet eyes. The blade pierced her heart, not stopping till the hilt reached her chest.

 

Let them live… Let us wake… the words circled through her head as she tumbled into oblivion. Kagome's head fell onto Sesshoumaru's chest, she breathed her last breath… and the forest grew silent.

 

Just a dream… a dream she would never wake from…