Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Prison: A Thief's Goal ❯ Sesshoumaru ( Chapter 14 )

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Wakizashi- traditional Japanese sword with a shoto blade between 12 and 24 inches

Ya- arrow

Hami-Yumi- sacred longbow

Hamaya- purity arrows

Okinawa- fruit bat

Amenonuhoko- spear used to divide the islands of Japan

Inugami- dog spirit

Koumori - bat youkai

Yomi- land of the dead

 

 

 

Sesshoumaru

 

 

 

“Talking”

 

`Thinking'

 

Memories

 

Stressed

 

 

 

The sun was rising again and they were still traveling. Kagome was set permanently in a mood of aggravation. Kirara was walking on her left side in her kitten form as Kuronue walked on her right just a bit behind her. Then there was the Kitsune, the silver fox. He walked behind her muttering comments every few minutes purposely loud enough so she would hear. Kagome took a deep breath before she calmed herself. They had been traveling for two hours, and for two hours, the Kitsune managed to insult her more times then she could count.

 

“Bet she's lost and purposely avoiding the castle,” Youko taunted. Kuronue went to tell him something, but Kagome beat him to it.

 

“Listen here fox boy, Sesshoumaru is waiting in the clearing a few miles from us,” Kagome growled before she turned back around. She made sure her hair slapped his face as she took off with a quicker speed.

 

“Why would he wait in a field?” Youko dryly asked.

 

“He doesn't want a Ningen in his castle,” Kagome simply answered.

 

“She's a liar,” Youko growled into Kuronue's ear.

 

“You're the one lying, to yourself at least,” Kuronue responded as he continued walking.

 

 

 

He had been here since the sun first washed his castle in light. He turned his calm golden gaze to the sleeping child that had followed him. She was no longer a child, but a woman that had finally turned eighteen. Rin had refused to stay at the castle and do nothing. Jaken had been sent to his tribe because his father had passed away. No one was there to protect the girl, so she had followed him like always. He let a rare smile grace his face as he stared at the girl. Her hair was down to the middle of her back, but she braided it.

 

She took a liking to the Miko Kagome so much that she wore Hakama and a regular Haori. Her Hakama was the same color of Sesshoumaru's crescent moon, and her Haori was a simple silver color. She snuggled into Ah-Un for more warmth as they rested on the ground. Sesshoumaru was surprised to see that his pet had taken such a liking to her. They both had been known to not dote on humans, but Rin showed them no fear and constantly played with them. Then one day she removed their muzzles and they had not attacked her, but licked her face.

 

Sesshoumaru pulled himself from his thoughts as he sensed the forest go quiet. It had been awhile since he had seen the Miko. He knew she was coming, he could feel her ki for miles. She wasn't bothering to suppress it. Golden eyes widened a bit when he felt the strength contained by the ki, she had grown stronger. He could feel her soul singing of its completion. He slightly smirked; the Miko was coming together and preparing for something. He assumed she wanted information.

 

“Miko,” Sesshoumaru calmly greeted as he turned to face her.

 

“Sesshoumaru-sama,” Kagome greeted with a bow.

 

“What have you picked up?” Sesshoumaru questioned indifferently.

 

“This is my friend, Kuronue and the Kitsune behind us is Youko Kurama,” Kagome introduced.

 

“Two thieves, unlike you,” Sesshoumaru commented.

 

“One has not stolen for almost a year, and the other I could care less about,” Kagome stated.

 

“Very well, I know you want information,” Sesshoumaru began.

 

“Told ya he'd be waiting and knowing,” Kagome growled at Youko with a glare. Youko closed his eyes and looked away from her.

 

“You do well to respect the Miko in my presence,” Sesshoumaru warned Youko.

 

“She is a mere Ningen,” Youko snorted, his self-preservation skills had fled him.

 

“If it wasn't for this Miko, the world would already be in darkness,” Sesshoumaru growled. Inugami were known to be very vengeful youkai, especially towards those who disrespect things they protected or looked after.

 

“I've come to ask about Amenonuhoko,” Kagome interuppted, not wanting a fight.

 

“I see the darkened souls, but I will not give out the location for free,” Sesshoumaru stated.

 

“I can't give you Tetsusaigia,” Kagome warned.

 

“I need not the Tetsusaigia,” Sesshoumaru growled. Kagome then watched his eyes move to the sleeping girl. She nodded in understanding.

 

“What do you want done with her?” Kagome asked. Kuronue looked lost and Youko was still in shock that she knew the western lord.

 

“Train her as a Taijiya. She wishes to stay with me…and I will not have a defenseless female around,” Sesshoumaru stated. Kagome smiled at him and nodded her head in agreement. It was Sesshoumaru's way of saying `I'm worried about her and want her to be able to defend herself if I'm not around.'

 

“Deal, now what of Amenonuhoko?” Kagome questioned.

 

“Amenonuhoko was carried by Izanami, when she desended into Yomi she took the spear with her,” Sesshoumaru answered.

 

“Why didn't Izanagi bore the spear?” Kagome asked.

 

“He couldn't create like his wife could, like how man can't birth children,” Sesshoumaru calmly explained.

 

“Give this ya to Sango when you bring Rin,” Kagome said as she passed the ya to his waiting hand.

 

“I take it you won't be there,” Sesshoumaru stated more then asked.

 

“Sango will know my arrow as a promise to you,” Kagome finished as she ignored his statement.

 

Kagome then turned away and walked back to the edge of the woods. Kuronue and Youko walked further into the woods. Kagome stopped and smiled into the forest.

 

“Where is the entrance to Yomi?” Kagome asked.

 

“Izanagi sealed the gate with a boulder. You must go done the slope, Yomotsu-Hira-Saka. It is near Mt. Hiba,” Sesshoumaru said before he remained silent.

 

Kagome nodded before she returned to the side of Kuronue. Youko had remained silent throughout the rest of the trip. Kagome mounted Kirara and they took to the air. It was strange, knowing that you had to go to Yomi. Kagome looked over and saw Kuronue at her side in the air. She could feel Youko running underneath them as they traveled. Kagome was silently glad that Kuronue didn't know that she had to go inside Yomi. Kagome didn't want him to know, because then he would follow her.

 

“Did you find what you needed?” Kuronue asked. The silence was not comfortable. It seemed that there was an unspoken decision that was made by one of them, and he knew it wasn't him.

 

“Yes, I have to go south to Mt. Hiba,” Kagome answered.

 

“Why there?” Kuronue questioned.

 

“I have to go to Yomi and retrieve the spear,” Kagome truthfully answered.

 

“We'll have a longer trip then,” Kuronue spoke with a feeling of dread.

 

“No Kuronue, I have a trip,” Kagome whispered.

 

They arrived at the village within two hours, it seemed that time was becoming faster. Kagome sighed when Kichi and Shippo greeted her. Kagome truly smiled and when Kichi released her Kagome held onto Shippo like he was a lifeline. Youko was once again shocked to see her hugging a Kitsune.

 

“What took so long mother?” Shippo demanded to know.

 

At this, time Youko just about fell over anime style. It wasn't every century that a kit refereed a Miko or a Ningen mother. Kitsune's as pups were very untrusting to strangers. He couldn't comprehend that one human had managed to have all this power. He now saw what his partner saw in this Miko. She was compassionate and just in her actions. Youko had finally set his mind upon another goal; he wanted this Ningen. She would be a powerful mate and a wonderful mother. Their kits would be hanyous, but would be powerful with his blood and her blood. It was in his instinct to find a powerful mate no matter what.

 

“I stopped and saw Sesshoumaru,” Kagome answered.

 

“That uptight ass?” Shippo snorted.

 

“He talked a little bit more then normal,” Kagome said before she scolded Shippo for his words.

 

“Lady Kagome,” Miroku greeted as he and Sango approached her.

 

“Sango! Miroku! I missed you guys,” Kagome yelled as she hugged the two. Sango held Kagome before she released her and turned her eyes to the male Kitsune.

 

“What have you picked up this time?” Sango questioned.

 

“A silver Kitsune that is an ass,” Kagome growled.

 

“It seems our Miko wasn't satisfied with one,” Miroku suggested with a smirk and a wiggling eyebrow.

 

“Pervert,” Kagome growled as she smacked him.

 

“So what did you find out?” Sango asked as they both ignored the twitching Houshi.

 

“I need to travel to Yomi,” Kagome stated.

 

“Good gods Kagome, is nothing ever simple for you?” Sango groaned.

 

“Nope,” Kagome sighed.

 

“I guess you'll be leaving tomorrow…again.” Shippo whispered.

 

“Shippo…I have to do this,” Kagome whispered as she laid her hand against his cheek.

 

“Why can't you let someone else do this?” Shippo angrily asked. Kagome pulled her hand away and stared at him in shock.

 

“This is my responsibility…I can't pass it to someone else,” Kagome incredulously answered.

 

“I'm your responsibility too…and you constantly leave me!” Shippo growled.

 

“Shippo…I have no choice in these matters. I have great burdens,” Kagome growled back as her eyes began to mist.

 

“There is always a choice! Why can't I come with?” He yelled as his emerald eyes light up in sorrow.

 

“Because I will be walking through the land of the dead…not the forest!” Kagome yelled at him.

 

“Then you mine as while stay there…you're slowly becoming dead to me,” Shippo whispered before he turned around and left.

 

“Shippo,” Sango whispered in shock.

 

“Leave him…we all dig our own graves,” Kagome solemnly said.

 

She refused to cry. She couldn't cry, Kikyo's personality brushed against hers and whispered what appeared to be truths. She was a Miko and had to control her emotions, always calm. Shippo was still young; he couldn't understand that she had to do this. Kagome didn't want to do it, but when a responsibility this big came, she couldn't ignore it. Kagome did the only thing she could, she sighed and pushed back the hurt.

 

“He's been…”

 

“Don't, I know how he feels. My father always left me behind. I was to young to understand that he had responsibilities,” Kagome interrupted Sango.

 

“He needs to cool off,” Miroku suggested as he stared at Kagome with sad eyes.

 

`Pity…I don't need pity,' Kagome thought.

 

“He'll understand…someday,” Kagome whispered. Kuronue placed a hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed in reassurance.

 

“Will you leave in the morning?” Sango questioned.

 

“I have to,” Kagome quickly answered before she walked to her empty hut.

 

Making sure no one was around, she walked inside of her room. Dropping her Hami-Yumi to the ground, she gazed emptily at nothing. Reaching to her side, she freed the Wakizashi from her waist. A gentle clunk and it was on the floor, discarded without care. Sliding her quiver from her back, the ya fell to the floor and scattered. Dropping to her futon she hid her face in her hands and began to sob. She could remember doing these same actions as Kikyo. The room filled with the echoes of sorrow as the sunset.

 

 

 

It had been three hours since the sun had set, and Kagome lay on her side staring at the wall. Blinking her gray eyes, she ignored the footsteps that approached her. She felt her futon sink at the corner. Looking over her shoulders, she saw the black wings. Kuronue sat with his back to her. She could hear a soft whistle and knew that he twirling his pendant. Both weren't sure how to approach the other. Kagome turned around so that she faced his back.

 

“What's wrong?” She whispered. He turned his indigo eyes to her and smiled at her.

 

“Are you sure she want to go alone?” Kuronue cautiously asked.

 

“Truthfully”-Kagome sighed as she looked into his eyes-“No, I don't want to go alone.”

 

“You don't have to,” he said as he reached and held her hand.

 

“This is something that I have to do alone. There's a chance of not coming back,” Kagome calmly said.

 

“Then we won't come back together,” he whispered as he lay next to her. Kagome smiled at him before she shook her head.

 

“It would be selfish to ask you on a suicidal journey. If you did die I wouldn't be able to forgive myself,” Kagome whispered.

 

“You worry to much,” Kuronue said with a smirk. He pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

 

“As a Miko I'm to preserve life, as a mother I'm to protect my son, and as a woman in love I'm to protect the one I love,” Kagome explained as she leaned toward him.

 

“Then I have no choice but to follow you,” Kuronue whispered as he softly pressed his lips to hers.

 

Kagome smiled against his mouth as she pushed against his lips.

 

“I'm sorry,” Kagome whispered against his lips. His eyes opened in confusion as she let her Miko ki flare into his form. He slightly hissed as he passed out on her futon. She pulled his body to her futon and covered him. Making sure he was still alive, she gazed at his serene face. Pushing a bang from his face, she softly sighed.

 

“You may be willing to die for me…but I'm to selfish to let you, I need you to live,” Kagome whispered. She pushed off the futon and gathered her weapons before she stood in the doorway.

 

“I shouldn't ask…but forgive me.” She then walked out of the hut and met Kirara in the forest.

 

Youko looked into the room to see Kuronue sleeping peacefully. He was no fool; he could sense the Miko ki. It was enough to knock Kuronue out till dawn. Youko snorted when he smelt the Miko on Kuronue's lips. Walking out of the room, he left the hut. He gazed into the sky and saw a figure flying on a large cat.

 

`She's trying to protect him,' Youko thought. He had heard the conversation, he knew now that they both held feelings for each other. He was slightly disappointed; his instincts shouted that he needed the powerful mate. He didn't think he could go against his friend in that way. Brushing the thoughts from his mind he knew that Kuronue would be disappointed, he would take him on another thieving trip.

 

 

 

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