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Journey of the Heart: Chapter 10 - Resistance
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha and his companions are not mine to own.
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“Kouga...” she moaned as their swollen lips parted long
enough to draw a much needed breath.
No further words were spoken as tender flesh reconnected.
They had separated for air, but being apart hurt more than the slight burning
their lungs experienced in the meantime.
Kouga’s desperation came from the fear of losing another
person he cared about and had sworn to protect. But the way Kagome’s weakened
arms struggled to maintain a tight grip on the wolf prince’s strong, broad
shoulders stemmed from a fear of losing herself.
In the midst of battle with the strange centipede-esque
monster she thought she was living a nightmare, but when her mind slipped from the
harsh, bright reality of consciousness into the foggy mire of the dreamscape the
real terror began.
She found herself struggling for every tortured thought,
every continued beat of her heart, and every twitch of her atrophying muscles. Everything
was sticky, hot, and decaying. Liquid death burned her lungs and gagged her raw
throat as she wrought a futile battle for oxygen.
She was alive and dying. Her limbs felt heavy and immobile
as though they were no longer really attached to her. Unrelenting aches and
pains had been prolonged so long she could no longer feel the sharp sting of
the poison coating her prone form.
Kagome began to feel detached from her suffering body. It
was as if she were floating above her physical form, aware of the peril and yet
unable to do anything to save herself. Only a thin pink veil of energy
surrounding her body stood in testament of her fight to stave off the corrosive
environment.
Instinctively, she was driven to find a way to put her conscious
back into her body, but before she was able to conceive of a way of doing just
that, an oppressive somber haze invaded her weary mind and sapped away at her
will. Her mind began to feel nothingness as numbness gripped her.
The manipulative siren’s song of peace called to her and she
began to think she could just rest for a bit, here, in this cradle of death.
She could relax her strained and stressed body without worrying about seeking
the jewel shards, or defeating Naraku, or understanding her heart’s conflicted yearnings,
or finding her way home.
Kagome allowed her focus to wane. She began to recede into
the deep sleep that summoned her in quiet, coaxing whispers. As she slipped
toward release, she became vaguely aware that the shield of holy energy that
had been slowing the deterioration of her physical body was becoming thin and
unstable. But she was too far gone to register the significance. She simply
drifted further and further from the cruel reality no young student from the
modern era should have had to bear.
Almost as if to say goodbye, she reached out with her mind
one more time to view the unforgiving world she was departing. That is when she
noticed she wasn’t alone. There, lying next to her depleted body was a certain
wolf youkai.
The debilitated Kouga was resting on his side with one limp
arm draped over her torso in a protective fashion. Some long strands of
midnight colored hair had worked themselves free from the bonds of his ponytail
and swum across his ghastly white bleached face. His normally solid, muscular
form seemed slightly reduced, and his blue eyes that sparkled like a waterfall
in the midday sun were sealed from view.
His body was so still and fragile looking. It was not at all
how she thought of him. He was always so vigorous and full of energy and
attitude. And there he was, locked in the same hopeless grip as her.
Only he couldn’t see himself as he was, so he couldn’t do
anything to fight it. He was still dreaming life instead of living the
nightmare.
Kagome’s senses became outraged. She was furious that he had
been captured while protecting her and was now prostrated and drained for his
troubles. But she was even angrier at herself for coming so close to giving up
especially because now she saw it meant letting Kouga down.
And not just Kouga--there were so many people depending on him.
His pack would be vulnerable without his leadership. Ginta and Hakkaku would be
lost without his friendship. She would...
She wasn’t sure what she would do without him, and she was not
about to find out!
A fire of determination blazed within her heart. Suddenly,
her journey to the silent, tranquility of oblivion was not welcoming. She
grasped desperately for something to hold onto, but her fingers were stiff and
no longer within her control. The momentum had sucked her consciousness into
its wake, and she felt herself spiraling away from the last vestiges of
familiarity and into the cold, dark abyss she had so recently sought to embrace.
She fought valiantly, but it wasn’t enough. The void was
growing closer, and there was so much left to do and say. She would never tell
Sango she was the sister she always wanted. She would never find a way to show
Shippo her future world full of playgrounds and sweets. She would never see
Miroku’s relieved face the day Naraku was defeated, and his curse was ended. She
would never explain to her family how much she missed them when she was adventuring
in the feudal era. She would never know if she and Inuyasha could be friends again
after their last fight.
But most of all, she would never see Kouga’s lopsided smirk or
feel the warmth of his hands as he grasped hers or hear the way his smooth,
deep voice referred to her as ‘my woman’ again.
‘KOUGA!’ her mind screamed out over and over for him. And just
when she thought the battle was lost and the darkness was going to swallow her,
something pulled her the other way. Somehow, their connection had been the
support she needed to escape the dreamscape and find her way back into the
other world--Kouga’s lips on her lips, was proof of that.
She knew she should put a stop to the newfound intimacy. She
needed to tell him what she had just discovered while unconscious. It had been
more than a simple dream. But maybe it could wait just a few more minutes...
-ooo-oooooo-ooo-
“We are lost.” Sango stated matter-of-factly after passing
what she was sure was the same indiscernible boulder for the third time.
“How can we be lost? We don’t even know where we are going,”
Miroku replied in his calm Buddhist fashion. He was rewarded with a withering
glance from the frustrated tajiya.
She kept her oversized boomerang to herself even though she
was tempted to wield it upside his grinning face.
Still, Sango realized his comment was only his subtle way of
trying to infuse humor into an extremely tense situation. The group had been
traveling for well over an hour while seemingly getting nowhere. They were
already stressed over Kagome’s abduction, and having Kikyo around was not
helping to lighten the mood.
The dead miko had not spoken since their journey through the
bowels of the earth had begun. She simply stared forward with the same
emotionless stare that was such a familiar presence upon her delicate features.
Inuyasha had likewise been silent, but his expressions had spoken volumes.
He was still struggling with the loss of Kagome, but now he
was also confronted by the reminder of another important person he lost to
Naraku’s sinister plans.
Breaking the shell of tension that had once again hardened
over the group, Sango spoke again. “Perhaps this place is a decoy, and Naraku
is not here after all.”
Before anyone else had a chance to respond a crisp voice chillingly
echoed down the narrow passage some distance ahead of them. “Oh, you are in the
right place, tajiya, but I think you’ll find it is the wrong time for you.”
“KAGURA!” Inuyasha roared in recognition of her mocking tone.
His amber eyes burned with indescribable rage. He had allowed another foul detachment
to get the drop on them. His body shook with all the tension and regret and
self-directed anger of the past few days. He unsheathed Tetsusaiga and charged
ahead without another word. None were needed. The condemned had already spoken,
and it was time to pass sentence.
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“What do you mean she sensed you?” Naraku’s voice was level
and smooth, but the threat that intertwined his silken words was evident to all.
The spider creature was several times the size of the dark
haired man in black and purple robes, but she still shuddered involuntarily
from intimidation. Expending all available effort, she attempted to explain the
situation and hoped she would not find herself reabsorbed anytime soon.
“When she believed she lost consciousness in the astral
plane her physical senses awoke, just barely, but it was enough. She saw
herself and the wolf too. It happened once before when she was ‘dreaming,’ but
I was able to reassert control then, and I almost had this time when she fought
me.”
Her five remaining giant legs twitched nervously as she
debated whether or not to explain the next portion of the story. “I took more
dramatic means and attempted to seal her mind away completely to keep her from
discovering and alerting the other one. I had her within my sway, but just
before it was complete, she managed to free herself.” Hesitating, she added, “With
her mind back in the astral plane I can’t affect it directly, which is why I
sent my puppets to herd them in the first place.”
“Usually my victim’s memories fade upon returning to the
astral plane even if they have managed to awaken in their bodies for some
reason, but...” she paused.
“I do not appreciate unnecessary suspense,” he said curtly.
“Instead of growing steadily weaker and more confused,
having her consciousness separated from her body seems to have liberated her
miko abilities.” Sighing unpleasantly, the spider demon finished and braced
herself for whatever response she earned from the irritated hanyou. “She might remember
what she saw.”
No words fell from Naraku’s pursed lips, but his silence was
nearly deafening. It was clear the dark lord was not pleased. “Kanna.”
“Yes, my lord?” her young, hollow voice responded
automatically.
“Show me,” his words were vague, but the small, albino girl
knew exactly what he meant. Her tiny hand lifted the heavy, ornate mirror for
Naraku to view. Instead of reflecting his image back to him, he was able to see
the young miko curled into a ball and tucked within the arms of the wolf
prince.
He relaxed considerably, but showed no outward signs of
this. He wanted the spider on her toes, or legs as the case were--all of them.
Kikyo’s reincarnation was turning out to be a more formidable opponent than he
had initially anticipated. However, it seemed the arrogant prince was doing his
best to keep her distracted, even though he had no idea how well he was playing
into Naraku’s plans.
“Report to me if
there are any further changes,” he commanded as he regally swept out of the
dingy room. The spider began to emit signs of relief until he stilled at the
door. His dark eyes stared unblinkingly forward, but the spider detachment knew
his serious remarks were meant for her.
“Her life is not the expendable one in this equation. You
will not attempt to seal her mind again, nor will you allow her to gain access
to any knowledge she does not already possess. I need her intact and unaware to
fulfill my plans.” His head tipped forward just slightly, sending a few strands
of charcoal hair to shadow his piercing gaze. “I will not be disappointed
again.”
The spider’s red-rimmed violet eyes opened wide as she
watched him exit the room. She knew she had just heard her death sentence, and
all there was left to do was wait.
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Kouga’s lips continued to massage hers in gentle, but
persistent strokes. Sometimes he would graze over her with a feather light
touch that sent tingles through her nervous system, and then he would press
firmly and cause her whole body to feel hot and her head to spin
uncontrollably.
His tongue slipped within her moist cavern as she sighed
contentedly in response to the gentle caressing his hands were conducting over
her aching muscles. His touch was so soft and understanding. He pulled his long
digits through her long, silky hair and then allowed his fingertips to slide
down the back of her neck. Her body melted into his caress.
It felt so good to be touched, to be held, to be kissed: she
felt wonderfully alive.
‘Alive!’ The memory flooded back to her like a gunshot going
off in her mind. It overflowed her senses and shook her from the blissful
contentedness.
“We’re dying!” she shouted as she pushed away from the
cocoon he had formed for her with his body.
Needless to say, Kouga was confused. “Kagome?”
She tried to get to her feet, but her injured ankle swelled
with violent pangs of pain, and she found herself crashing back into his strong
arms. “We have to get out of here,” she choked out between yelps of discomfort.
“Kagome, what’s wrong?”
She swung her head around, seeing only trees and rocks and
more useless landscape. “I saw us. We were dying. We have to find us again and
save us!” Her thoughts streamed from her without any filtering, and Kouga was
truly dumbfounded by the incoherent explanation.
Kagome’s eyes landed upon the weak aura she had earlier sensed
streaming from the spiraling mountain in the distance. Pointing in its
direction, she turned her attention to the flustered wolf demon. “We have to
get there.”
Sad, blue eyes studied her, and he did not move.
“Hurry! Get up and do that running in a whirlwind thing that
you do. We might not have much time left!”
She stopped when she saw his head was bent low, shadowing
his eyes from sight. His solemn stance quieted her stream of consciousness
commands and statements. “Kouga?”
“I failed you.” Somehow the sound of his heart breaking
could be detected in the cadence of his simple words.
“Kouga,” she repeated in a cracking voice, and she was scant
sure the word had stumbled its way into even his sensitive hearing range.
“NO, I failed.” Apparently it had.
“I wasn’t here when you needed me. Something terrible
obviously happened to you, and then when you needed my support the most I...I...”
He deliberately positioned her so that she was sitting on
her own without touching him further. “I had no right to...” his fist shook as
he tried to finish the statement, but instead he ended with a resolute, “I had
no right.”
He couldn’t bring himself to say it--to say he had no right
to touch her--to kiss her. She was the woman he loved, the woman he wished to
mate and to have standing by his side forever, and now she was the woman he had
failed like so many others.
At the first sign of trouble he had gotten upset and left
her side. She was abandoned in an unfamiliar world that was known to have
hostile potential and still he left. He returned only to find her with a broken
body and a confused mind and proceeded to assert himself over her physically.
He had never been more disappointed in himself. Even the day he found his tribe
scattered and dead upon the cold, hard ground after his triumphant fishing
exploits paled in comparison.
There was no excuse for taking refuge in her sweet warmth.
He did not deserve forgiveness or compassion. Kouga stood and peered down at
her with determined eyes, clouded by self-judgment. “I will find a way to free
you from this place. And once I do, I won’t trouble you with my presence
again.”
Before she could react with more than the stunned expression
she wore, he scooped her up and took off in the direction she had been
pointing.
The wind resistance at the speed he traveled made it
impossible for her to speak, but she was still in too much shock to try anyway.
Her body decided, instead, that it needed more rest. And even though she fought
it, she found herself slipping back to sleep.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: This chapter took soooooooooooooooo
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