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“Your
mother was a miko, Lord Inuyasha,” Myouga said. Inuyasha gaped at him.
No
she wasn’t. “What are you talking about?”
“Your
mother was a miko,” the flea demon repeated. “Did you never wonder how it was
that she could cast barrier spells to protect you both when your father was
away?”
She
did...do that a few times. I remember.
Inuyasha
was stunned. Now that the flea had mentioned it, he could remember other things
that his mother could do that no normal human could have been capable of. “I
never thought about it. No one ever said anything.” He felt a bit hurt at this
thought, but pushed the feeling away as something occurred to him. “Wait a
minute. If she was a miko, how could she have any powers after I was born?
Shouldn’t they have been sealed?”
“I’m
getting to that, Lord Inuyasha. Please be patient.” The flea demon hopped from
Inuyasha’s shoulder to the ground, turning to face Kagome. “Lord Inuyasha’s
mother was a very powerful miko, Lady Kagome, much like yourself, although she
had been trained from the time she was a child.”
Inuyasha
noticed that Kagome blushed at this. He knew that her lack of control over her
power was a sore spot for her. He shot Myouga a glare for bringing it up. The
flea didn’t see it, so he reached out a hand, thinking to pinch him a bit to
remind him to watch his tongue.
Kagome
stopped him with a hand on his arm. “Myouga, how did Inuyasha’s mother
retain her power?”
The
flea looked pleased that she had asked. “That requires a bit of storytelling,
but I’d be happy to be of service.”
Inuyasha
clenched his jaw. “Just get on with it.”
Kagome
shot him a reproving glare. “Go ahead, Myouga.”
Myouga
cleared his throat. “Inuyasha’s mother was a very powerful, very beautiful
miko...”
“You
said that already,” Inuyasha interrupted, eyebrow twitching.
Myouga
huffed. “I am aware, Lord Inuyasha. You continue to interrupt me.”
I
swear, sometimes I hate that flea. Inuyasha crossed his arms and glared at
him.
Acting
offended, Myouga turned his back on Inuyasha and addressed Kagome. “As I was
saying, his mother, Izuyoi, was a miko. When his father first met her, he was
smitten with her beauty and sweet nature, and she returned his affections. It
was very nearly love at first sight. However, they each knew that they could
not be together, for it was forbidden. Inuyasha’s mother was willing to give up
being a miko for his father, but Lord Inutaishou would not hear of it. He did
not want their mating to cause her loss, nor did he want to leave her without a
means to protect herself when he could not be with her. So he rebuffed her,
even though it nearly broke his heart.”
“How
sad,” Kagome murmured. Inuyasha rolled his eyes. Softhearted wench.
“Yes,
it was very tragic,” Myouga agreed. “Regardless, they continued to meet, as
Inutaishou would pass by Izuyoi’s village at nearly the same time every year.
They built a strong friendship, and their love for each other continued to
grow. One year, Izuyoi was waiting for Inuyasha’s father to appear, and when he
did, she saw that he had been gravely wounded, and was nearly dead on his feet.
He had instinctively made his way to her. Inuyasha’s mother was stricken, and
called out to him. Upon hearing her voice, the great lord collapsed. She pulled
him to safety in a nearby cave, and cared for him for the next two weeks.”
Myouga turned to the hanyou. “This was a brave thing for your mother to do,
Inuyasha. She was still very young, and all alone, for she would trust none of
the villagers near him. They respected Lord Inutaishou, but they feared him as
well, and she worried that they would try to kill him.”
“He
was injured that badly?” Inuyasha interrupted.
The
flea nodded. “Yes. His youki had very nearly been depleted, so his wounds would
not heal. It was done by the same demon that eventually killed him.”
I
never knew he had fought the beast more than once. I suppose I don’t know a lot
of things. Inuyasha blinked, wanting to speak, but he could think of
nothing to say.
Kagome
must have noticed, for she put her hand over Inuyasha’s. “I’m sorry,” she said
softly.
He
pulled his hand from hers. “Feh. It’s not like I ever knew him.” He turned
away, staring at the wall.
He
heard her sigh. “Continue, please, Myouga,” she said.
“Yes,
of course,” the flea said. “Inuyasha’s mother did not leave his side the entire
time. She was terribly afraid that he would die, and was near brokenhearted. He
was horribly weak, and soon succumbed to the fever. Izuyoi believed that she
would lose him, and did not want to let him go. Her stress must have been very
great, for she threw away a lifetime of teaching, and gave herself to him. In
his delirium, Inutaishou accepted the girl, for he had desired her for years,
and they mated.”
Kagome
and Inuyasha both gawked at him. That sounds...familiar. Inuyasha didn’t
know what to think.
Myouga
nodded at them. “Yes, it is very similar to your situation. It seems that the
hand of fate is at work here.”
Inuyasha
snorted. Hand of fate? More like the hand of impulsive women.
Myouga
ignored him and continued. “The same thing happened to Izuyoi as has happened
to Kagome. Her powers were not sealed. Instead, they began to rage out of
control, attacking her when she tried to strengthen the barrier shield around
the cave they were sheltering in. She collapsed, and this is how Lord
Inutaishou found her two days later, when he was finally well enough to be
aware of his surroundings. He knew immediately what had happened.”
This
time it was Kagome who interrupted. “But why wasn’t her miko energy sealed?
Inuyasha’s father had no human blood.”
Myouga
seemed to ponder this. “When Inuyasha is human, his youki is very weak, as was
Lord Inutaishou’s on that night. I can only assume that it was this that caused
the malfunction.”
Kagome
nodded. “I suppose that makes sense.”
“Assuredly,”
agreed the flea. He cleared his throat. “Anyway, Lord Inutaishou was grief-stricken.
He vowed that his lady would not die, and, after returning her to her village
with firm instructions that no harm was to come to her, he scoured the
countryside, consulting with every miko and wise woman he could find, hoping to
discover a way to save her. Finally, he was led to an old witch who lived in
the mountains to the north. This witch had the answer he sought.”
Inuyasha’s
ears twitched toward the flea. “What do you mean? My father consorted with a
witch to save my mother?”
“Not
that sort of witch, Lord Inuyasha. ‘Twas simply a woman wise in potions and
mundane arts of use to both humans and youkai. She was not malevolent.”
Inuyasha
still didn’t like the sound of it. The only experience he had had with witches
involved him or his friends nearly getting killed. “Who is this woman?”
Myouga
scratched his balding head. “I’m not quite sure. In any case, I am sure that
she would be dead by now. She was quite old already when your father saw her.”
“That’s
alright, Myouga,” Kagome said. “What happened next?”
“The
witch gave him what he sought in exchange for a boon. I do not know what that
boon was, but I do know that Lord Inutaishou did not hesitate to agree to the
terms if it would save his beloved,” Myouga said. “He left the witch’s home and
hurried back to Izuyoi. She agreed to undergo the healing process, and it was
successful. She was saved.” Myouga finished.
“The
healing process?” Kagome asked.
“Yes,”
Myouga said, lowering his voice. “It worked in tandem with both Inutaishou and
Izuyoi’s auras. It was administered during the formal mating ritual.”
Inuyasha’s
eyes widened, as did Kagome’s. Formal mating ritual?
“What,
exactly, was it that the witch gave him?” Inuyasha asked.
Myouga
looked down. “I don’t know, Lord Inuyasha.”
“What
the hell do you mean, you don’t know? How is that supposed to help us at all if
you don’t even know what it is?” Inuyasha was growing angry. This has been a
fucking waste of time.
Myouga
looked insulted. “I said I don’t know what it is, Lord Inuyasha, not
that I didn’t know where it is.”
Okay,
now we’re getting somewhere. “Fine. Where is it?”
“Your
father gave it to Sesshoumaru.”
I
should have fucking known. He gave a frustrated growl. Like that bastard
is just going to hand it over to me. His thoughts were interrupted by
Kagome.
“What
is,” she began, voice faint. She cleared her throat and began again. “What is
the formal mating ritual?”
“Isn’t
it obvious?” Inuyasha asked, two spots of color appearing high on his
cheekbones.
Kagome
gave him an annoyed look. “No. If it was I wouldn’t have asked.”
Is
she serious? He gave her speaking look, raising one eyebrow. She just
looked at him, waiting. Figures that the fucking flea won’t help me out
here. Damn it, does she want me to spell it out? Fine. “It’s sex, Kagome.
Formal, ritualistic sex. It’s a youkai custom. You would be bound to me for
life.” His blush intensified, but he held her gaze. She needs to understand
what she’s getting into. That is, if I can get whatever the hell it is from my
fucking half-brother. Goddammit, can
nothing ever be easy? Just once. That’s all I ask.
He
was pulled from his thoughts by Myouga. “Actually, Lord Inuyasha, it is much
more than that, at least in this case. In order to heal Kagome, you must bind
her soul to yours. She will not be only be bound to you for life, but beyond.
Kagome’s natural lifespan will be extended to match yours, but if one of you
dies, the other will follow soon after. The souls will stay together, even in
the afterlife.”
Inuyasha
blanched. If I die, she goes with me? “Is that the only way you know of,
Myouga?” He asked softly, stealing a sidelong glance at Kagome.
She
remained silent.
Myouga
nodded. “I’m afraid so, my lord.”
Kagome
spoke then, a bright smile on her face. It was too bright. “I’m sure that we
can put our heads together and think of something else, but thank you for
trying to help, Myouga.”
Inuyasha
looked at her, hard. He wasn’t thrilled with Myouga’s solution, but he knew
what had to be done. It galled him that she would dismiss it so easily. “What
are you saying?”
She
patted his hand soothingly, smile not reaching her eyes. “It’s alright,
Inuyasha. I don’t expect you to do that. Really.”
Inuyasha’s
ears went back, feeling anger and hurt blossom in his chest. I forgot. Lying
with me when I was human is a hell of a lot different from having a hanyou mate
permanently.
But...she
said...she... she said she was mine. She said she loved me. He clenched his
hands into fists, claws digging into his palms.
Not
that much, I guess.
“I
see.” Damn it. Would she really rather die?
Kagome
grabbed his sleeve, hanging on even when he tried to shake her off. “I don’t
think you do,” she said. “Aren’t you forgetting something? Or someone?”
His
eyes widened in realization, then narrowed to mere slits. Don’t say it.
Don’t you dare.
Kagome
made a sound of frustration. “Kikyo, Inuyasha. Aren’t you forgetting Kikyo?”
Inuyasha
noted the trace of pain in her voice, but he was too angry to care. Forgetting
her? How could I? She’s shoved in my face by everyone I see. Can they not
fucking understand? Can she not fucking understand? I have a goddamned duty to
Kikyo. I got her killed. But I have a duty to Kagome, too, and I’ll be damned
if I’ll have her death on my conscience. Bitterness washed through him. He
knew it was irrational, but he wanted to smash something. He made to leave the
room before he lost it, but Kagome still had a firm grip on his sleeve. He
snapped, rounding on her so quickly that she gave a small cry of surprise. He
ignored it. “No, Kagome. I haven’t forgotten Kikyo. I’m not the one that needs
to forget her,” he hissed, jaw clenched tight. He leaned his face close to
hers, feeling a contrary spurt of satisfaction when she flinched away from him.
“Stop trying to think for me, Kagome. You suck at it. Do you know why you suck
at it?” He didn’t wait for an answer, but plowed ahead, blocking out the sight
of her stricken expression. “I’ll tell you why, Kagome. It’s because you think
you know me, but you don’t. In reality, you don’t know me at all,” he said,
voice deadly quiet, then jerked his arm away and turned to leave the hut.
Pausing at the door, he took one last parting shot, not turning around. “Maybe
you should remember who created this mess, Kagome, because it sure as hell
wasn’t me.”
He
was expecting it when he heard her cry, “Sit!” He didn’t say a word, simply
waited until the spell wore off, picked himself up from the floor, and walked
out the door.
***
Kagome
sat in the empty hut alone, lost in thought. Myouga had given her a sympathetic
look after Inuyasha had stormed off, but had soon followed him. She didn’t know
where the others were, and it was getting dark. She supposed they were trying
to give her time to talk to Inuyasha, and didn’t realize he had left.
“Maybe
you should remember who created this mess, Kagome, because it sure as hell
wasn’t me.”
Kagome
sniffled, swiping at her eyes with the back of her hand. “I know that,
Inuyasha,” she whispered to the empty room. “That’s why I can’t let you fix it.
I’ve caused you enough problems.”
She
sniffled one last time, then straightened her spine, a determined light coming
into her eyes. “I’ll fix this myself. I can try the library in my time. Surely
there has to be a legend or something that would help.” She got up and left the
hut, beginning the trek to the Bone Eater’s well.
No
one saw her leave.
***
Inuyasha
watched the last rays of sunlight filter through the leaves of the tree he was
perched in, painting the air around him an iridescent green. It was a peaceful
color, and the surrounding forest was quiet, save for the sounds of the birds
and other small creatures. He inhaled deeply and tried to relax, but it was
impossible. His was wound too tight, and had been all day. He closed his eyes,
having developed a rather nasty headache. His conversation with Myouga and
Kagome would not stop replaying in his mind, and he was still reeling from the
news that his mother had been a miko, but that wasn’t what was troubling him
the most.
It
was Kagome.
Isn’t
it always?
“She’s
a stupid wench,” he told the trees. They didn’t answer. “Feh.”
He
didn’t know what to do, and he hated the feeling. Combined with the sick knot
of worry in his stomach, it was driving him mad. He also felt rather guilty for
losing his temper with her. What she had said still irritated him, but, deep
down, he knew that she hadn’t been rejecting him, just as he knew that she was
under a lot of stress right now. He understood that she was insecure about his
relationship with Kikyo, and he was well aware that he had done nothing to ease
that insecurity over the years. But still...
I’m
so sick of hearing about Kikyo. Damn it. Why can’t she see that?
“It’s
not Kikyo,” he whispered.
It’s
not.
Damn
it, it’s me.
“You’d
think she’d have noticed the reception hanyous get around here. I’m not exactly
welcome anywhere. Not with humans or demons. How can I drag her into that?”
It’s
bad enough that she’s associated with me, already. Maybe she doesn’t notice the
whispers we cause in some of the villages we go to, but I do. I can hear them.
They disrespect her, and it would only get worse if she were my mate. He
realized he was growling, and cut himself off with a grimace.
But
she’ll die if I don’t claim her. What do I do?
Maybe...if
I turn human when we complete the Shikon Jewel, they’ll leave her alone? I...I
was going to for Kikyo. Why not for Kagome?
His
mind quickly supplied the answer. Because you wouldn’t be able to protect
her then, idiot. What good would it do to save her, only to lose her later? You
know that once you become human, every demon you’ve ever pissed off is going to
come looking for a piece of you.
He
closed his eyes again, remembering the constant look of pain and loneliness his
mother had worn. Once his father had died, she had been completely alone, save
for Inuyasha. No one would have anything to do with her. How could my father
have done that to her? How can I do that to Kagome?
But
if you don’t, she’ll die.
“I’m
not my fucking father.”
Is
that a good thing? Your father did what had to be done to save your mother.
“Keh.
She doesn’t know,” he said aloud, startling a bird that had settled on a nearby
branch. “She has no idea what her life will be like.”
At
least she would have a life.
“Maybe
there’s another way?”
You
know better. She’ll die.
Inuyasha
snorted. “If I take her, she’ll wish she were dead later.” He ran a hand over
his face, making a tired sound. She’ll die, his heart whispered one last
time. He groaned, dropping his face into his hands.
Idiot.
If she dies, what will you do? Inuyasha saw, suddenly, in his mind’s eye,
Kagome, cold and still, gone from him forever. He shook his head to clear it of
the vision, hating the sweat that had broken out on his body and the weakness
it signified. Unbidden, another image came to Inuyasha, this time of the quiet
earnestness on Kagome’s face when she had told him that she loved him.
“Do
you not...want to be with me...the way I want to be with you?”
“Stupid
wench.”
Inuyasha
sighed. I don’t really have a choice, do I? He gripped the branch he was
on to still the trembling in his hands, gathering his resolve. He took a deep
breath, then dropped soundlessly to the ground.
He
was just in time to see Kagome disappearing into the trees in front of him.
Oh
good fucking grief. No you don’t, not again. He knew she was running away
again, but this time, he knew that she couldn’t. You aren’t going anywhere,
Kagome. He set out after her.
***
-to be continued-
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