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Someone Who Completes Me	By : Kuchikiwraith Category: InuYasha > General > DarkFic Views: 2339 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Inuyasha poked at the mummified human hand and snorted. The things people thought would protect them made him laugh. He wasn’t all that smart but even he knew that no protection could come from a human hand. He turned away from the stall with a shrug. It was none of his business if humans, or demons for that matter, were stupid enough to be cheated out of their money. He ignored the way the merchant demon snatched the hand from the countertop and tossed it aside. Inuyasha had long grown used to the way full-blooded demons acted around him.
With a deep sigh, Inuyasha inspected the charms at the next stall. His son had been born four days earlier, and Inuyasha couldn’t be more proud. He’d beaten his brother yet again, and it had nothing to do with luck. As he gloated to himself, his nose caught a familiar scent. With a loud curse, he dashed across the marketplace and shoved the snake demon away from Ali. He then shoved Ali behind him and drew his sword at the same time.
Akishino had reluctantly led Ali outside to get some fresh air. Sesshomaru had implied that he would be headless should any harm come to the girl. Not that Sesshomaru was aware of the threat he’d made before leaving the previous morning. Akishino’s reluctance to take Ali outside stemmed from the fact that a half-demon had wandered into the village; they were unstable at the best of times. Alithia was still recovering from her injuries and did not need to get involved in a battle. A few moments later, his fears were confirmed as he was shoved into the dirt, and Ali was snatched away. Annoyed that someone dared to attack him, he leapt to his feet and whirled to face his attacker. His snarl caught in his throat as the blood drained from his face. “Makoto?” he gasped.
Inuyasha ignored Ali’s insistent tugging at his sleeve and pointed Tetseiga at the snake demon. “Come on and fight already, you bastard!” he growled out.
Akishino quickly realized that the vulgar boy in front of him was not his old friend, but his son. He could see why Sesshomaru resented the boy. And from the way Ali was currently pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation, she knew him too. The boy seemed irritated that the snake demon wasn’t using his drawn weapon, and Akishino had to admit that at least the brat was honorable enough to not attack an unarmed man. Before the boy could issue another insult, pale green magic pulsed out of Ali’s hands. A very pregnant miko appeared with a vain pulsing in her forehead.“INUYASHA!”
Much to Akishino’s surprise, the boy went as white as his hair and his ears flattened against his skull in the universal sign of ‘I’m so beyond screwed right now.’
“OSWARI!”
Inuyasha’s hand flew up to clutch a strand of beads around his neck. Akishino bit back a smile as he realized they were beads of subjection. Inuyasha seemed surprised they hadn’t worked and turned to face a swaying Ali. The illusion of the miko vanished as Ali’s magic abandoned her, making Inuyasha drop his ridiculously large sword and lunged forward to catch Ali as she collapsed.
Inuyasha stared down at Ali’s pale, battered face in shock. She’d obviously wandered away from his moron of a brother and had gotten into trouble. He growled lowly at the snake demon who touched Ali’s head.
“Relax. Your brother placed her in my care. I hope you didn’t just get me killed—I rather like being alive,” the snake said dryly. “I am Akishino.”
Inuyasha gave the unconscious girl to the snake and picked up Tetseiga.
“When did Sesshomaru give you that sword? From the way he spoke about your father ‘s death, I was under the impression that he was not fond of you.” Akishino was too curious to pass the blunt question up, especially after he had seen how well the boy handled the weapon.
“My brother didn’t give it to me. Father left it to me, though I didn’t know that until Sesshomaru pulled it from its hiding place in my right eye.” The young half-demon snorted, touching his eye in reflex. “Man, was he pissed that he couldn’t even touch it. Father left him Tenseiga,” the boy added with a slight smirk. “Hey, what happened to her? She’s supposed to be with my moron of a brother so that she’s safe.”
Akishino hesitated for a moment before telling Inuyasha what he’d heard before projecting into the hut. “Her former betrothed did that to her. I am not certain how they were separated, but she stumbled into my tent four nights ago. Needless to say, she looks a great deal better now.”
Inuyasha growled and clenched his fist. “That bastard. He better hope I find him before my brother does,” he growled out. “Where is Sesshomaru anyway?”
Akishino smirked. “I believe he went to find the man who did this to her. He left yesterday morning.”
“Keh,” the boy said and sat next to Ali in a protective stance.
Two hours later
Ali knew she was dreaming by the way everything was warped.
Ali lay in an agonized heap and prayed someone would help her before Eddie came back. A soft glow drew her attention to the wall she’d hoped held the key to her escape. She blinked blood out of her eyes as a figure materialized in the light. “Maru?” she wheezed out. A gentle hand touched her forehead as black spots dotted her vision.
“You must get up, little one,” a deep, kind voice said. Ali opened her eyes slowly and forced them to focus on the glowing, transparent figure. “I know it hurts, but you must move now, child.” Ali swallowed her scream of pain as she pushed herself to her feet. She didn’t know how she would escape when the world was spinning like a merry-go-round on crack. “Follow me, little one. No one can see you for now, but we must move quickly.” Ali nodded slowly in agreement and followed the man out of the palace and into the woods. Rationally, she knew she shouldn’t trust a stranger, especially not one who glowed, but she was desperate to escape from Eddie before—she shuddered and didn’t finish the thought.
The man turned to her and winced when he saw how battered she was. “I will let you rest for awhile, and then I will take you to your Maru,” he said and helped her sit on a rock. He ripped one of her sleeves off and began winding it as a bandage around her head to keep her own blood from blinding her. Ali reached up and trailed shaking fingertips over the jagged blue mark on his cheek, startling him. “It is a mark of my status as a demon lord,” he said with a smile.
“I know,” Ali replied. When he arched an eyebrow, Ali knew she had to be hallucinating. “He has your smile, and he makes the same face… But he doesn’t have your eyes,” Ali said softly in wonder.
Confusion filled the face of the figure in front of her. “Who has my smile?” it asked.
“Your son—Sesshomaru. Inuyasha has your eyes, though,” she murmured, finally realizing that she held something that may make the figure in front of her a ghost and not a hallucination. *I must have a concussion. It’s taking way too long to process shit. I’m lucky to be alive,* she thought groggily as the ghost demon stared at her with shock.
“How is it you know my sons?” he asked finally. Ali tried to smile and winced when it hurt.
“Sesshomaru is kind enough to allow me to travel with him. He is teaching me to defend myself, though right now I’m ashamed of how poorly I’ve taken to his instruction. I know Inuyasha because I’m a distant relation of his wife’s,” Ali simplified. She didn’t know how much a ghost who had moved on should know about the lives of the ones they’d once cared for. She was startled by the sad snort that issued from the ghost’s chest.
“Little one, you are much mistaken if you think that you know my son. Sesshomaru hates humans, and I’m sure he’s long since killed his brother.” The former Lord of the Western Lands sighed as he gestured for Ali to begin walking again. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes at his expression. *Screw what he is or isn’t supposed to know. He needs to know the truth. Maybe he didn’t really move on.*
“My Lord, I assure you, I do know your sons. Sesshomaru has surpassed your strength according to Myoga. He now wields Bakusaiga and Tenseiga, as well as a sword he commissioned himself,” Ali began and then told the ghost what she’d heard from Kagome regarding Sesshomaru and Inuyasha.
Ali slumped against a tree as a wave of dizziness made her want to puke.
“Who are you and how did you gain Sesshomaru’s trust? He would not allow just anyone to travel with him,” the ghost said, attempting to distract her from her pain.
Ali snorted. “My name is Ali, but I hardly think Sesshomaru trusts me. It’s a case of keeping the threat close to him rather than close to the one he cares about,” she said. “If he thinks I’m a danger to Rin, then he will kill me.”
Ali tilted her head when the ghost gave a rueful laugh and winced. “You do know my son. He’s always been cautious of others, even before his mother and I went our separate ways…” the ghost explained as they reached the outskirts of a camp. Ali was nearly ready to collapse but hesitated when she sensed the power the demons in the camp held. “Come, child. You will not be harmed.” Sesshomaru’s father led Ali to a tent and gently shoved her through the tent flaps. “I apologize for that. You’re safe now” was the last thing Ali heard.
Ali’s eyes snapped open, and she shot upright so fast her head spun. “Are you all right, Ali?” Ali turned her head to Akishino and nodded.
“Yes. I just had a strange dream, that’s all,” she said softly as she gave him a small smile. Akishino smiled back and gave her a bowl of stew. Just as she finished eating, Inuyasha ducked into the hut. For a long moment he stared at her, then came over and gently cuffed her head.
“Moron,” he said affectionately and then rubbed her head to soothe where he’d smacked her. “What happened?” he asked as he took a bowl of stew and sat beside her. Ali shrugged and bit the corner of her lip.
“I needed time alone and wound up finding Eddie. I’m starting to think I have the worst luck in the world,” she said and then sighed. *Might as well tell him. Eddie isn’t stupid—eventually he’ll figure out that Kagome has the shard,* she thought. Ali quickly told him everything that had happened to her since she’d left his village, and Inuyasha stared at her in amazement. “You’d better get back. There’s no telling what Eddie will do when he realizes where I left the shard,” she said soberly. Inuyasha paled and leapt to his feet. Just as he reached the door, Ali called out to him. “Inuyasha? I’m sorry. I’m sorry for putting your family in danger,” she whispered. Inuyasha returned to where she sat, pulled her gently to her feet and hugged her tightly.
“Baka. It’s not your fault he’s crazy,” Inuyasha said softly into her ear. Ali returned his embrace hesitantly. “Stay by Sesshomaru's side from now on, okay? He will protect you from that bastard,” Inuyasha said confidently as he stepped back and tugged a strand of her hair in a brotherly manner. Ali tugged his hair back childishly, making him smile down at her.
When he wasn’t throwing a tantrum, Ali had no fear of the half-demon and counted him as her closest friend—he understood her predicament of being half human and weak better than anyone and that had given them a sibling-like relationship. *Which is a little disturbing if I think about what Sesshomaru told me the other day about the way he’d marked me as his concubine. How ‘bout I DON’T think about it?* she thought. Inuyasha suddenly seemed to be uncomfortable with their interaction and scratched the back of his head.
“I’m gonna head home. See ya,” he said and then sloppily licked her cheek to annoy the hell out of her before running outside.
“INUYASHA!” Ali screeched and rubbed her cheek against her shoulder to get the slobber off. “Butthead,” she muttered in English.
Two hours later
Ali shoved a bundle of medicine into the bag Sesshomaru had returned to her and stood with only a small wince. Her human night was tomorrow, and she didn’t want to be in a village full of demons when that happened. It wasn’t that she believed Akishino incapable of protecting her; it was that if Sesshomaru, who was a Taiyokai, had a hard time keeping his hands to himself, she shuddered to think what would happen to the control of lesser demons. If a few hundred attacked Akishino’s hut, then chances were at least one would get ahold of her.
Ali looked over at the sleeping snake demon and smiled softly. He was very kind to have taken care of what he’d assumed was a half-demon woman, and Ali didn’t want him to be hurt, so she stealthily placed a simple thank you note next to his head. A few moments later she was slipping into the shadowy forest, the sounds of the village quickly fading behind her. She waited until she could see that the moon had moved higher in the sky before letting out a sigh. Ali was already tired but didn’t dare stop. She knew that Sesshomaru would easily track her after he’d spoken to Akashino, so she wasn’t concerned with upsetting him.
*I hope he doesn’t return to Akishino’s village until the day after tomorrow. I don’t want to torment his sense of smell,* she thought wearily. Absently, Ali had to wonder what she’d done in a previous life to piss off a god so badly that he cursed her with not only bad luck but misery too. Ali sighed again as the wave of loneliness clutched her heart again. She’d felt it often since she was fourteen, and it had only gotten more intense with age. Leaning her forehead against a cool tree trunk, she let out a shaky breath. Sometimes the loneliness was a physical pain, like someone had removed a limb. She could function without it, but life sucked massive balls. She shook off the feeling and continued walking west.
A moment later, a soft rustling sound caught her attention. She flicked her ears casually to see if she could track the sound—it had sounded almost like fabric. Suddenly something snaked around her waist and grabbed her right arm tightly, pinning her hand down by her hip. A large hand clamped down hard over her mouth to prevent her from screaming or biting. *Oh god, Eddie found me,* she thought in a panic and began writhing wildly in an attempt to get free. She managed to get her left arm free and started kicking when she was lifted off her feet. The man who held her let out a grunt of pain as her booted foot connected with his shin, which let her know where his face was. Reaching back with her free hand, Ali clawed at where she thought his eyes might be while slamming her head backwards toward his mouth.
“ALITHIA!”
Ali froze as Sesshomaru’s snarl registered. It was only Sesshomaru. She began trembling and slumped in his arms, the adrenaline that had been rushing through her limbs abandoning her. She turned and rested her head between the spikes on his armor. She remained that way for a long moment before she was pushed back a step, her chin captured with gentle fingers and tilted up.
“This Sesshomaru believes you were given a direct order. Why have you disobeyed me?” he growled out. Ali winced when she saw the five bloody claw marks that barely missed his eye. She slowly met his gaze, which was wavering between annoyance and—was that pride?
“I didn’t want to be in that village tomorrow night and thought I should put as much distance between it and myself as possible,” she said quietly. Sesshomaru’s eyebrow lifted. “If you have a hard time not touching me during my human night, then those with less… willpower wouldn’t stand a chance. I know they have more control than the low-level demons who roam the world, but I’m not taking any chances. I’m still weak from my encounter with Eddie and not as strong as the weakest one of them on a good day,” she elaborated.
One hour earlier
Sesshomaru had nearly made it back to Akishino’s hut when a flicker of movement near the edge of the forest caught his attention. His hand resting on Bakusaiga’s hilt, Sesshomaru snuck across the village and into the forest. When he realized he was following the stupid girl, he gave a soft sigh. Really, she was more trouble than Rin.
He followed her silently for close to an hour, creeping closer to her until he was ten feet behind her. When she didn’t seem to notice him, Sesshomaru frowned, his eyes narrowing. She was either not paying attention to her surroundings or she was too weak to sense him. Usually her senses didn’t begin to fail her until the dawn of her human moon, which meant she wasn’t well enough to travel. Suddenly she stopped and rested her forehead against a tree, the smell of pain lacing the air. Fury boiled his blood, though he couldn’t say what was making him angriest—his failure to protect her; her stupid, foolish independence; or Akishino’s inattention.
Shoving aside the anger, Sesshomaru stealthily crept closer to Alithia, his eyebrow lifting when her ears began twitching when he was about two feet behind her. Still annoyed at her for running off, Sesshomaru decided to scare her—perhaps she’d be more attentive to his orders in the future. So she wouldn’t scream for Akishino, Sesshomaru clamped his hand down over her mouth hard as he wrapped his other arm around her waist, pinning one of her hands to her side.
Sesshomaru winced at the acidic stench of fear that filled the air even as Alithia attempted to squirm free. He lifted her off her feet to prevent her from flipping him over her head—not that she could, panicked as she was becoming. He let out a grunt of surprise as her foot slammed into his shin, making her ears swivel backwards. Somehow she freed one of her arms and simultaneously slammed her head backwards and attempted to scratch his eye out.
*Why does she fight me so hard when she allowed that bastard to nearly beat her to death?* he wondered as her claws finally found his face. He growled out her name as she reared her head back again. Alithia went limp as she recognized his growl and when she turned around in his arms, he stared down at her head regretfully. He hadn’t meant to frighten her this badly. *I told her to stay put. She deserved this,* he growled mentally as he pushed her away from him.
As she explained her defiance, a breeze ruffled her hair and carried her scent to his nose—which he did NOT like—and strangely, Inuyasha’s scent too, though it was very faint. A dark anger stabbed through his body. “Why do you smell like my brother?” he asked abruptly. Alithia blinked and cocked her head sideways, as if attempting to remember something.
“The baka licked my face earlier,” she said, her nose wrinkling in disgust. Sesshomaru lifted an eyebrow. “He showed up in the village this afternoon and when he saw me with Akishino, Inuyasha attacked him. I used some of my magic to create a false Kagome to calm Inuyasha down, and he stayed with me after I passed out. I never found out what he was doing here, though. I sent him back to protect Kagome after telling him about Eddie. He licked my cheek before he left,” she said, rolling her eyes.
The dark anger grew stronger. “Did you forget what I told you a few days ago about licking?” he said, pleased his voice remained cool. Alithia’s forehead furrowed in confusion, and then a deep blush stained her cheeks crimson.
“Inuyasha does it all the time to annoy me. What happened between us was… different. Seriously different. I’m not at all attracted to Inuyasha. And the way you looked at me… Trust me, it was different. It’s vaguely upsetting, but I consider Inuyasha to be a very annoying brother,” she said as she pulled a scrap of cloth from her bag and soaked it in water from her water skin. The anger faded from Sesshomaru’s body, and he snorted. The implications of her feelings about Inuyasha and what had happened between them was disturbing. He preferred not to think about it.
“Here, sit down.” Alithia gently pushed on his shoulder until he sat on a log. “This might sting,” she added as she stood between his knees and pressed the wet cloth to his cheek. As Alithia cleaned the scratches, Sesshomaru studied her still-trembling form. He could tell that she was completely exhausted and probably shouldn’t travel anymore.
“Am I correct in assuming that you thought that it was Edward who had grabbed you a moment ago?” Sesshomaru asked her quietly. Alithia nodded and attempted to step away from him, which he prevented by grabbing her hips. “I will not allow him to lay one more finger on you,” Sesshomaru vowed. He reached up and cupped her cheek with one hand. “I will protect you, so you can rest now,” he murmured, his fingers tracing over her features. He enjoyed the blush that followed the path of his fingers and gave a small, wicked smile as he tested a theory.
Sesshomaru slowly traced a path down the bridge of Alithia’s nose to her lips, spending several seconds memorizing their shape. His fingertips drew intricate shapes across her cheek and down to the hollow of her throat. The blush slowly crept across her skin as her breath hitched several times. Shyly, Alithia began tracing patterns on the uninjured part of his face, her head dipping toward his until their foreheads touched. Sesshomaru’s hand drifted to her shoulder, and he tipped his head to kiss Alithia when she jerked back with a strangled yelp. She bit her lip and clutched the shoulder that he’d marked. He gently removed her hand and pulled the collar of her strange shirt aside to inspect the wound. He frowned as blood seeped through the bandages slowly.
“Akishino believed that Eddie must have had the blade forged from some part of his body—that’s why it’s taking so long to heal,” she said, dipping her shoulder away from his touch. “It hurts worse when you touch it,” she added. Sesshomaru clenched his jaw tightly and stood as Alithia adjusted her shirt. He would not fail to protect her again. Silently, he picked up the bag she’d dropped when he’d grabbed her earlier and began walking toward where Jaken was keeping Ah-Un, pleased when he felt Alithia’s hand brush against his.
An hour later, Ali fought the waves of sleepiness that wanted her to curl up somewhere. She was not going to wuss out on Sesshomaru; she’d already left a bad enough impression on him. She smothered another jaw-cracking yawn and tripped over a rock, staggering to regain her balance. She flushed as she heard Sesshomaru sigh in annoyance. A moment later she realized Sesshomaru no longer walked beside her and turned to him, thinking he’d sensed something, especially when he ordered her to come to his side. When he lifted her effortlessly into his arms, she gave an embarrassing squeak.
Sesshomaru sighed as Alithia stumbled for the sixth time, yawning as she tripped over her own feet. He stopped walking and felt his lips quirk as Alithia kept moving with her eyes half closed. She turned to him and tilted her head curiously after she realized he’d stopped. “Come here, Alithia,” he ordered softly. When she got close enough, Sesshomaru scooped Alithia into his arms. She gave a startled yelp and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. “Sleep. You are going to injure yourself if you attempt to keep walking right now, and it is not safe to make a camp here,” he said as he began walking again.
Ali rested her head against the arm that was hooked behind Sesshomaru’s neck so that her forehead touched his jaw and let her eyes flutter shut. Slowly, all sound faded away until she could only hear the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat, which fluttered when she tilted her head and sleepily kissed his jaw. *I’ll apologize in the morning* was her last conscious thought.
Once he was certain she was asleep, Sesshomaru gently bumped his chin against Alithia’s forehead so that she was no longer breathing directly onto the hollow of his throat. He had not had a serious attraction to anyone in centuries and didn’t know why a half-human could just smile at him and make him want her. Touching made it worse because as much experinance as she had, Alithia was still very innocent. A few minutes later, he pushed aside such thoughts as he entered the camp that Jaken had prepared.
“Get her bedding ready,” he ordered his servant as he sat with Alithia still in his arms. Jaken quickly did as he was told, silent for once—he didn’t even ask about the nearly healed scratches on his cheek. Sesshomaru lowered Alithia to the bed and carefully unhooked her arms from around his neck, his pulse jumping when she half sat up and kissed his jaw. He pulled the blanket up over her and retreated to the shadows of a tree.
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