Twist of Reality | By : ryotgurl19 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 21078 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N Okay…so….there is a legitimate reason as to why it has
taken me so long to update. I have a severe case of writer’s block and
everything I came up with until now was bad…..well…let’s be honest it downright
sucked. I finally had a breakthrough and wrote as much as I could before the
writing wall slammed down again…I hope you enjoy! There will be one more
chapter and the next chapter WILL…I repeat…WILL have a lemon in it…I will
indicate the point at which the lemon starts as to give fair warning….
Enjoy!
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Over the next few months he listened for any tales of Shikon
jewel shards, but Sesshomaru was left disappointed. As time passed and his
frustration grew he made the decision to leave Rin in the hands of his mate’s
mentor, Kaede. Unable to bear the presence of his ward who so resembled Kagome.
During the even seeing her confused and crest fallen face as he walked away
sent pangs of guilt through him, though he let no iota of emotion show through
his cold mask.
It was this connection that led him back to Edo. He had an
urge to visit Rin and see how she was fairing under Kaede’s tutelage in the
ways of healing; Sesshomaru had no idea if Rin had spiritual powers, for it was
common for mikos to not exhibit such abilities until they reached puberty.
Bracing himself for the coming meeting he flared his aura,
alerting the elderly miko to his presence in her village. Within moments he
felt the answering flare to acknowledge his presence and he entered the village
to hear the high pitched squeal of the girl he had saved years before.
The girl latched herself to the fabric covering his legs,
shrieking her delight as his presence. He let a hand gently pat her hair
causing her to look up at him, smiling widely. He hid his grimace at noticing
the resemblance between her and Kagome, again. His heart panged, but it was not
the girl’s fault that the Kamis had been so cruel to him. He informed Kaede
that he would only be staying briefly when he noticed the elderly woman exiting
her quaint hut. She nodded as if sensing his pain while he was around the girl.
She then quickly informed him of Rin’s progress in plant
identification and healing. He was also informed that she showed great promise
as a healer causing a surge of pride at her success. He spent most of the day,
much to his chagrin, being shown different plants by an ever ecstatic Rin. It
was far into the afternoon when he indicated that he would be taking his leave,
as he was about to turn away he smelled it, the putrid scent of someone thought
long dead.
His beast rose to the surface with a ferocity that surprised
him, intent upon ripping the newcomer to shreds. It was only with his last
vestiges of control that he brought himself back enough that he could see that
it was not Naraku cresting the hill before them, but Kagura.
“What do you want, wench?” Sesshomaru growled out through
clenched teeth, “I thought you perished along with your Lord and his other
abominations. No matter, this Sesshomaru will rectify that shortly.” Clenching
his fist by his side, his attack was halted by her next statement.
“Naraku was not my Lord. I come here seeking a trade.” Kagura
noticed his tense posture and quickly continued, “I knew the miko would not let
him win, she never does. I quickly excused myself before the others were
purified. The jewel was incomplete even with this few shards the miko
possessed. So I took the liberty of finding them.”
“What makes you think I won’t just kill you and take them,
Kagura?” He growled menacingly, his beast unwilling to make the distinction
between Naraku and this woman.
“I will give them to you Lord Sesshomaru, as long as you
promise to let me live my life in peace I know you think that since I am
Naraku’s incarnation that I am his ally…this is false, I’m glad he’s dead, for
it ensures my freedom.”
It was moments after her proposition was made that Inuyasha
burst through the growth of the forest, Tetsusaiga drawn, murder in his eyes.
Sesshomaru noticed that the hanyou was growling viciously, loud vibrations
echoing loudly in the small area. As much as the Lord mimicked those feelings
he had to stop the half-breed if he wished to keep this sudden answer to his
problem.
“Little brother, calm yourself.” When the hanyou only
growled louder, the Lord leveled a glare at him that raised his hackles but
eventually Inuyasha fell silent. “She has the remaining jewel shards. In
payment we are to not harm her.” Seeing the half-breed’s eyes light up
Sesshomaru knew he would face no problems with the hanyou.
After a few tense moments the wind sorceress relaxed and
tossed her jewel shards to Sesshomaru who caught them deftly with one hand. The
demoness then gave a little wave and a bow before taking to the air, intent
upon living her new life free of Naraku and his shadow.
Sesshomaru took a deep breath and pulled the mostly
completed jewel from the folds of his roves, placing the jewel in the same palm
as the shards the Western Lord elf the power of the Shikon no Tama surge once
again completely the shiny innocent-looking orb.
Looking at the sphere resting in his palm he felt
honor-bound to ask the one question that could destroy all of his hope.
Inuyasha had been searching for the jewel far longer than the Lord; therefore,
the hanyou had rights to it in Sesshomaru’s eyes.
“Inuyasha, if you wish for the return of your dead miko,
this Sesshomaru will heed your desire.” Sesshomaru refused o show his
vulnerability about the answer and waiting for the reply.
Inuyasha sighed, “Kikyou has been gone from this world for a
long time. Although she roamed, it was with Kagome’s soul, not her own. Kagome
embraced her death however I feel there is more for her to do here.”
Instinctively, Inuyasha knew that Sesshomaru had a lot riding on this answer,
and while his heart yearned for his first love, he knew that her place was no
longer in the world where he roamed. He did feel a need to bring Kagome back
however, his need for her friendship and guidance was a pull that he could not
ignore. “Bring Kagome back, Sesshomaru. She belongs here, with us.”
The Western Lord was surprised by his half-brother’s sudden
insight and wisdom but did not wish to delve too deeply into the thoughts
guiding the hanyou’s words; such frivolities were for a later time. At this
moment he gazed upon the jewel, wondering how one would go about making a wish
for the powerful object to grant. Before he could ponder too long, the jewel
recognized his desire, his wish, and his hope. The tiny orb hovered delicately
above the center of the Lord’s palm, emitting a light that was difficult to
look at, but impossible to turn away from. In a quick burst of the energy, the
jewel expelled a tremendous amount of light illuminating the small clearing
before fading into nothingness. The jewel was gone, its purpose having been
served. However, there was still no Kagome. The Lord gave a snort of derision; nothing is ever simple with this trinket, is
it? The hanyou was quick to express his dismay at the disappearance of the
jewel, but still no sign of his miko friend.
“Inuyasha, I believe we must search for her.” When the
half-breed fell into silence the Lord continued, “For some reason, the jewel
decided that we must find her. She is somewhere in this world, we must seek her
out.” Even as the solution sounded so simple, a flicker of trepidation
implanted itself within the Lord’s belly. He was curious as to what other turns
the jewel would through at them before its reign was finally complete.
Turning to his ward and her keeper he spoke quickly, “I will
come for Rin when I have found my mate.” At the older woman’s nod he addressed
the girl that he now saw as his own pup, “Rin, I must find Kagome.” He said no
more, but from the girl’s face and the look she gave him at his pleading tone,
he knew she understood. His mate was in this world, he could feel it through their
bond but such feelings gave no indication as to where. His beast was calling him with an urgency to have his mate
in his arms once more.
Glancing at the hanyou and realizing that regardless of his
preferences Inuyasha would be joining him, he gave a small nod before setting
off in an arbitrary direction. The sunlight fading quickly behind him as he
sought desperately for the one he loved.
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Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months of
searching for the one being that he could not live without and was forced to
find through nothing more than a hope and a feeling. His beast insisted that
she was of this world, but the more logical side of the Lord was entertaining
thoughts about the different ways the jewel could have tricked him.
Inuyasha had abandoned the search, needing to return to his
duties in the village with Sango and Miroku. He had left with an insistence
that he would continue to search, and the moment either of them found her, they
would send word. Shaking his head,
Sesshomaru was ready to give up hope.
Maybe they had been too late and her soul had already become
another’s. Maybe the jewel had brought her back different; her soul was the
same but was residing in the body of a creature that looked nothing like her.
Maybe the jewel hadn’t brought her back at all. The Lord had always held a
measure of skepticism for mystical practices and magic, and now was no
different. His beast insisted that she was here, but Sesshomaru was starting to
believe differently.
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Another month had passed and the Lord had stopped looking,
sure that the jewel had tricked him in some way. His beast was constantly
whining in his mind to keep searching and keep looking, but the Lord
steadfastly ignored it. He had not returned for his ward, unable to bear the
sudden loss of hope again. He would never find his mate, his love. He was
doomed to live this life with false hope and an empty heart.
He was patrolling his lands when it happened. He had heard
of some disturbances in a village near his border, not quite his territory but
close enough for him to extend his protection should the inhabitants wish it.
He was stepping through the village, grinning internally as all the humans
stepped back in fear, unsure of his intentions in their tiny dwelling. He
continued on his way, intent upon speaking to the leader of these people when
he noticed that there was one who was not stepping away, not hiding, not
cowering. She was wearing a traditional priestess outfit, white kimono shirt
and red hakama indicating that she was the miko of the village. But it was not
this that stopped the Lord dead in his tracks, it was her face.
Her chocolate gazed at him curiously, as if she was trying
to place his face in her mind. Her heart-shaped face tilted slightly to the
side only emphasizing her confusion. Her plump lips were pursed in thought as
her raven black locks fell delicately about her face. Kagome…the Lord nearly fell to his knees seeing the woman he had so
adamantly sought after and had given up on. His beast was howling in triumph;
however the Lord was wary to rejoice, for the girl showed no recognition in her
features.
Slowly he altered his path and approached her, trying to
remain calm when her expression did not change. “Miko, you know this
Sesshomaru?” He waited with bated breath for her reply, eager to see exactly
what she was thinking.
“You look familiar, my Lord, but I am sure we have never
met.” He nearly howled his frustration to the sky, would the kami’s be so cruel
as to grant him his one wish only to have her have no recollection of him? Was
he doomed to live his life with a mate who knew nothing of him? His beast could
not be bothered with such questions, simply rejoicing at her presence. “I’m sorry for being unable to recognize you,
my Lord. However, these village people recently discovered me in the forest
nearby. I have no recollection of how I came to be here prior to waking in the
bed of a kindly woman who nursed me to health. They call me Mumei.”
He gritted his teeth, trying to conceal his anger. “Kagome,
that is your name.” At her startled look he continued, “We have much to
discuss, miko, much of it concerning how you came to be in this village.”
After a moment, he barely heard her whisper, “Sesshomaru.”
He tried to contain his joy, unwilling to startle the confused girl before him.
At his nod and sweep of his arm, she preceded him into the woods beyond the
outskirts of the village, intent upon privacy to discuss these important
matters.
After a few moments of walking in tense silence they stopped
in a small clearing. She was facing away from him, afraid to look upon this
creature who she felt that she knew but had no memory of ever meeting. Her
heart was telling her to run to him and bury her face against his hard chest
and take the comfort that he was offering, but her logical mind was telling her
that this man, this demon was a
stranger and until proven otherwise could not be trusted.
She gathered as much courage as she could and turned,
staring the Lord down, “Who exactly are you?”
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I hope you enjoyed this!!!! Thank you again to my wonderful
beta…who’s having story withdrawals!
Read and review, please and thank you!
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