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Well, that wasn’t so bad.

The conversation between Inuyasha and herself actually seemed… normal. There still was so much unspoken anger and events that needed to be discussed, but their words were civil even if they contained the weight of their history. This whole… everything was going to be a difficult and delicate situation, not to mention dangerous. Kagome knew she’ll be needing protection and a guide, but traveling with Inuyasha again made her nauseous.

This is ridiculous.

While rummaging the darkness of her closet for a heavy duty pack she also searched for optimism. Kagome knew she couldn’t focus on the negative or let herself act like she did earlier; chasing Inuyasha around the house. She was older now, more mature, and hadn’t thrown a tantrum like that in years… maybe it was because no one could make her as mad as Inuyasha could. However, this wasn’t as discomforting as the fact that she was afraid. Truly and deeply afraid. When she was a teenager, Kagome faced down her enemies and fears without much trepidation. It seemed backwards to do it now, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she really, REALLY didn’t want to go.

I’ve never backed away from my duties she thought while biting her lip. Maybe it was years of pain from travel, battle and heartbreak that had finally worn her down. Maybe she was so different now because she wasn’t as emotionally innocent anymore.

In the past, Sesshoumaru tried to kill her multiple times and she let that go; finally finding an ally in the expressionless demon. In fact, every one of her closest companions had tried to kill her at first. Inuyasha left her countless times running after Kikyo, and she got mad but always forgave him. Even with the trials Naraku put them through Kagome was glad to see his soul at peace in the end.

It just hurt. Really hurt. The war was over and they were finally together. There were no obstacles or people between them anymore and Kagome was willing to give herself completely to him. Then… for reasons they never discovered, her body rejected him in a flash of pure light.

Kagome still felt angry, which was more frustrating than anything else. She should be over this by now and didn’t understand why she still held onto things that hurt. Being angry was tiresome and made her feel weak inside, but she had a hard time letting it go.

Again, she thought This is ridiculous and dragged a dark blue canvas back from the bowels of her closet with more force than necessary.

As she mentally chastised herself, Kagome’s footfalls became stomps and the two inu looked up at the ceiling of the kitchen towards the aggravated noise. With a look, Sesshoumaru questioned Inuyasha who shrugged in response. “Who knows what pissed her off this time, she can flip,” he snapped his rough, clawed fingers loudly, “like that.”

Sesshoumaru continued to stare at him, now with a more dangerous glint in his eyes as the early afternoon sun deepened his already godly gold.

After a long moment Inuyasha started fidgeting. Usually, such a look preceded an ass-kicking or a lecture… and the hanyou really hated lectures. “What!?” he finally asked.

“You never rutted with her.”

Soft, white ears flattened against Inuyasha’s thick hair as his shoulders sunk. Of all the things to say, out of everything that happened, this is what Sesshoumaru wanted to talk about? “You know we never mated.”

The sharp eyes threatened and Inuyasha’s ears flicked in his irritation. “Not that it’s any of your damn business, but Kagome wanted her first time to be our mating.”

“… Her first?”

“Keh, obviously.”

The taiyoukai’s annoyance was increasing at his half-brother’s cryptic responses. “Virginity is not detectable.” Unless recently intimate, an intact hymen was not anything that could be sensed by sight or scent and there was no possibility a hanyou had abilities he himself did not.

Inuyasha, slightly confused, furrowed his brow and answered, “For a miko it is. Don’t you… know…” Then it dawned on him; Sesshoumaru was clueless how reiki worked in mikos. A playful smirk revealed the points of his fangs as he teased his brother. “I thought you were supposed to know everything about your enemies, oh great and powerful youkai lord.” Crossing his arms the younger brother raised a mocking eyebrow disrespectfully.

If Sesshoumaru hated anything more than being ridiculed, it was his half-brother having the upper-hand. He should have dispatched the whelp years ago. With a deep intake of polluted air he flared his youki to make Inuyasha submit and was slightly surprised to find it tingle above him as Kagome responded as well.

With a loud, booming voice, he commanded, “Miko. Stop that.” then turned his attention back to the hanyou who was scratching behind his ears, trying to ignore the threat. “You are correct. I AM the Western Lord and your alpha. Speak.”

Defiantly, Inuyasha gave him a crooked smile and challenged. “Say. Please.”

Before he could react a streak of silk and hair raced across the room, lifted Inuyasha, and dropped him onto the short table, splitting it in half. A strong, clawed hand pinned him by his throat into the thick splinters and the other, now fully mended arm lifted above him ready to release its deadly poison attack.

“You will be the only one begging here, hanyou.”

Inuyasha struggled for a moment, kicking and clawing at the arm that held him down before he looked at the damage around him. “Oh shit…” Sesshoumaru smirked at his brother’s obvious acknowledgment to his power. “Kagome’s gonna have a fit!”

The arrogant smile fell at the admission. He was the deadliest youkai to have ever lived. He had battled hell dogs and returned to the land of the living, without once so much as sighing. Yet, his crude half brother, who was seconds away from his attack, could only think about the miko women’s reaction?

Sesshoumaru snarled, “Your opponent is me.”

The green, sticky liquid started collecting at his claw points than dropped down in a steady, controlled stream. The poison rolled of the firerat, but sank and burned into the already destroyed wooden table and flooring beneath it. Inuyasha’s eyes widened at the claw points just inches from his face and the further destruction of Kagome’s home as the smoky scent invading his nose. She wouldn’t like it if she no longer had a floor. “Ah, fuck! Fine! Mikos are trained in fighting and medical stuff so intensely because once they lose their virginity they lose their reiki! You have to become a dark miko to still obtain some sort of powers. Usually, just loving a man weakens them; we saw it with Kikyo. However, Kagome was different, and we thought she could remain powerful afterwards. But… shit happened, and we never mated.”

Sesshoumaru took a moment, allowing the information to sink in while ignoring the struggles beneath his grip.

“Now get the fuck off me!”

The poison relinquished, but his hold still held strong as Sesshoumaru caught Inuyasha’s eyes again, demanding more.

“Why?” he ordered sternly.

The struggles died and the fight left Inuyasha’s eyes as he remembered the night of his failed mating to Kagome. His heavy brows lowered while answering with a dark, underlying threat. “That’s none of your damn business.”

They were both silent for a long moment as Sesshoumaru waited for the mutt to start talking again. However, even after increasing the pressure at his throat, the hanyou refused to say any more.

“Hn.” Inuyasha had shown an amazing amount of control, more than Sesshoumaru had ever seen from him before. The taiyoukai released him, took a step back, than tried taunts instead of threats. “So you ran to another to satisfy yourself. This Sesshoumaru questions your misplaced affinity towards mikos.”

“That’s not what happened!” Inuyasha defended as he jumped back on his feet. “Besides, you seemed comfortable around her yourself” he baited back.

Sesshoumaru scowled accusingly, “You had claimed her as pack.” She had touched him. It was almost enough to make him cringe.

“She is! Wait…” The pieces came together. “Does this have to do with us never fucking?”

A silent glare was the only response given.

Growling, Inuyasha took an offensive position ready to fight for her place. “You bastard! She is more pack than any bitch even you take in, rutt or not!”

“The only bastard here,” Sesshoumaru arrogantly countered, “Is you; and as such you will not challenge the status of an alpha female.”

“Keh, that bitch doesn’t even exist yet, and you are choosing her over Kagome? She fought with us against Naraku, protected and cared for Rin more than once, and ridded the world of the Shikon no Tama? Name one youkai bitch that has done that much for ANY pack.”

Annoyingly, the hanyou was right. The miko Kagome has proven her worth and loyalty. Also, she has always proven to be somewhat useful, even if it was once against himself. Now it was clear she had a hand in creating the scroll that, apparently, had yet to be made. In order to defeat this new nemesis the miko’s mission must succeed and the future that exists now must be rewritten. The scroll is obviously the key for preventing the humans from overtaking his race. Oddly, it is a human itself that seems to be the hope of youkai.

It was completely exasperating; even when she was useful she was frustrating.

However, Inuyasha was wrong in assuming a ningen woman could have higher status in his pack than the future alpha female.

“Hn. You defend the honor of one you have thoroughly dishonored.” At Sesshoumaru’s jab, Inuyasha’s ears once again laid flat on his head, as if he didn’t want to hear the words. “Yet, she has proven her worth and will continue to be vital in this new battle. The miko will travel with this Sesshoumaru.”

That got the furry ears up in the air again. “Like hell!”

“Again you attempt to make demands.”

“You controlling prick!”

Sesshoumaru bared his fangs. “You will watch your behavior, mutt.”

Taking a step closer, Inuyasha raised a fist and practically spat out, “You will stay away from Kagome.”

“You presume you can protect her?”

They had both approached the other this time, barley a meter between them. Inuyasha’s growl never stopped and he bit out his words. “Why do you want to?”

Harshening his gaze, Sesshoumaru dared Inuyasha to attack or resist his decisions through his eyes. “The miko will be required to stop this new threat. She will not fall because of inadequate protection; at least not until her mission is complete.”

“You’ll use her!”

The taiyoukai’s eyes slid down to Inuyasha’s neck, sparing a quick glance at the subjugation beads that had saved them from the child miko’s attack only yesterday. “You still do.”

Subconsciously, Inuyasha took a step back. He didn’t understand Sesshoumaru’s meaning, but he had reasons of his own to feel guilty.

As the tension died between them the space increased. Inuyasha had been staring at the broken table absentmindedly for a few minutes before Sesshoumaru spoke again.

“Be grateful for that girl.”

His tone was cold, but the words were surprising. The hanyou brought his eyes to his older brother’s again and watched Sesshoumaru gesture to the beads he had grown so accustomed to.

“The miko’s necklace repels reiki attacks. Be grateful, or you would have been dead already.”

Inuyasha had no reply, so Sesshoumaru continued.

“Inuyasha, you will travel with this Sesshoumaru and do for the miko what you should have done long ago.”

“Keh,” the younger brother finally said. “Remember? Tried that, almost got my dick purified off.”

Sesshoumaru winced, just slightly, at discovering more about the failed mating. Although the image was entertaining, Inuyasha’s ignorance was not. His voice, practiced in the art of insulting with steady baritones, berated him. “Not mate her, fool. Train her.”

~~~

*bRRING bRING… bRRRING BRING… “You have reached the voice mailbox of…” *

Kagome hung up the phone after the eighth time trying to reach Anka. Between his elusive comments and even more secretive dealing with the scroll, she saw no reason for the part-youkai adolescent to NOT pick up the phone that was always by his side… unless he was deliberately avoiding her because of those things. After each call her questions dwindled in numbers and her confusion gave way to irritation. Slowly, she found there was only one answer she truly needed from him.

Why? Why did he threaten me when the well opened, but cared for me when I was unconscious? Damnit, Anka… WHY? However, call after call it was ignored and Kagome’s tension increased. Her pacing had brought her to the master bathroom and she set out to dial once again when a simple object caught her attention.

It was just a mirror. The quarter-inch thick piece of glass in front of her was unpresuming, unpretentious, and dead. It wasn’t doing anything outright to offend, yet Kagome could barely breathe as she looked deep into the reflection of her own eyes. She was Kagome, right? She had battled evil demons, purified the tainted, and befriended the lost. She HAD, but was that still her?

Her built was the same and face had barely changed. Same lips that spoke too much, same hair that refused to be tamed and same eyes that hid nothing, but something about her mirror-image did not reflect what she had once been. The longer she stared, the more she felt that something was lost. Maybe, it was lost all these three years since her return from the feudal era. Maybe, it was kept by the one who drove her away. Maybe, the only way to get it back was through him.

It was just a mirror; inanimate, unbias, non-judging, and clear. Yet, faced with an unaltered reflection, Kagome didn’t know how to deal with what stared back. She was afraid. She was hurt. She was unsure and she had never been unsure of something so important before in her life.

Kagome didn’t know who exactly she was anymore.

What was right and true had always been Kagome’s driving force. Back in the hunt for Naraku and the shards she was nervous, but deep down knew they were successful, for if they weren’t the future wouldn’t be what it was. If they had failed, Tokyo wouldn’t stand, humans wouldn’t have conquered, and all she had known would have been lost. Kagome knew the outcome of the trials with the Shikon Jewel; she just had to get through them. Every battle and trial had to be fought as if fate depended on it, but each ending was already somewhat known. Her soul guided her through tough decisions and harder times, knowing deep down that this is the path it was destined to take. Now…

Now she was called to defend youkai. This was to be the battle to eliminate one race over the other, and again she knew how it ended; there were no youkai left in her time. Before, whenever she came back to her home and family, it was a reassurance that what her friends fought so hard for was realized as things were blessedly unchanged. With this next fight, if she were to believe the same logic, Kagome knew they would lose.

Can I… can I change the future? Will I have to? Or… have I already failed?

The present era wasn’t what left a hole in herself; it was the past in front of her. What was missing was the unfaltering loyalty to her companions. Could she… would she trust Inuyasha as she had before? They were only kids back then; young, developing, on the edge of immaturity and reason, hormonal kids. Regardless of how their personal relationship matured, the trust between them was solid since the first “Osuwari”. Inuyasha protected her. He had saved her from countless battles; he had saved her from being lost in the Jewel. That trust was real and that connection between her and Inuyasha had supported them both. It seemed infallible, but was proven just as impermanent as life. Everything about herself, her life, was ever-changing, even to the point of being presented with the past yet again.

If she was to get through this, she needed to trust Inuyasha once again.

The weight of her cell phone suddenly registered and Kagome looked at the object gripped tightly in her hand. She had trusted Anka…

Where was he now?

Without thinking, she threw the cell phone into the bag than covered it with a heavy jacket and extra jeans. Everything Kagome thought she needed for the journey was laid out in front of her, except for what she needed to start it.

As if answering the unspoken requirement, she heard his voice at the door. “Oi, whatcha need all that stuff for?”

Scowling, Kagome looked up to see her once companion, friend, and love leaning against the door frame. There were wood chips in his hair, but she didn’t think she could handle discovering where they came from at the moment.

“I have a feeling this won’t be like last time,” Kagome said while shoving socks down around the tightly packed clothes.

“Yeah… yeah I know.” He sounded dejected, sad… lost. She didn’t realize what she said until she saw how hurt he looked.

“Oh, no. No, not like that. I mean, yeah, like that, but that’s not what I meant.” He met her eyes once more. “I mean I don’t think I’ll be able to travel back and forth like last time. I’m bringing the scroll, just in case, but I have this feeling,” she shook her hand in the air as if weighing her words carefully, staring at the wall next to him. “I feel like I won’t be able to come back until it’s finished.”

Anticipating her next words, Inuyasha walked into the room. Sure enough, Kagome looked to the ground and finished her thought. “Or, that I’m not coming back at all.”

Taking a liberty and a risk, Inuyasha grabbed onto her shoulders and gently shook her. “Hey, don’t you dare start talking like that.” Then as quickly as emotion flashed across his face, he hid it deep and replaced it with an immature cringe.

Kagome gave a small giggle. “You remind me of someone.”

Letting go, he stepped back. “What? Who?”

She waved a hand in the air and turned her back to finish the arduous task of packing. “Some part youkai that works here named Anka. He actually helped me find the scroll.”

Inuyasha narrowed his brow and instinctually grabbed onto the hilt of his treasured sword. “I don’t smell anyone else.”

Clicking her tongue, she dismissed his concern. “It’s not like he’s here now.”

“No,” he started arguing, “I mean I don’t smell anyone but you. There’s no one else’s scent here at all.”

Laying the last tube of toothpaste on top of the bulging bag, Kagome turned to him once again. “That’s impossible; he’s here practically every day.”

Inuyasha stared off into space for a long moment before bringing his eyes back to hers. “You said he helped you find the scroll?”

She nodded.

“What exactly is all in there?”

A few minutes later Kagome had the scroll unrolled over the bed and both her and Inuyasha were reading every word carefully, relaying the information they discovered to each other.

“This part says something about a heart controlling the Beads, honesty getting a hold of a Mirror, and ‘only the truly righteous shall yield the Blade’.”

Kagome nodded again. “Yeah, that’s the Imperial Regalia. In my time they are kept separately until they bring in a new emperor.” Reciting what she remembered from the stories, she told Inuyasha all she knew. “The ‘Beads’ is the jade Yasakani no Magatama. That along with the Yata no Kagami was made to lure the goddess Amatseru out from hiding in this cave, bringing sunlight back to the world. The ‘Blade’ is famous from a story where someone cut it from the tail of an eight-headed monster, Orochi.”

Inuyasha stopped her. "Kusanagi?"

Surprised, Kagome nodded and asked, “You know of it?”

“Yeah, don’t remember from where, but that story sounds familiar.”

“Well,” she went back to the scroll, “it’s famous for humans. Maybe it was famous for youkai too.”

Another minute passed before Kagome read aloud. “Hey, here’s a mention about the ‘Four Guardians’. Do you know who they are?”

He dumbly shook his head. “Nah, and Edo is pretty good at hearing gossip.”

After a humpf, she continued, “This says its four humans who have sworn to protect youkai. ‘Man has ignored Amatseru’s gifts, coveting them instead for their power. To protect the treasures they were separated and given to uncommonly loyal youkai to protect until such a time when they can be returned’.”

Kagome looked over to Inuyasha again. “Doesn’t that sound important?”

“Keh, this guy is going off about a moon god talking to him in his dreams. I don’t know how much of this we can really trust.”

“It got you here.”

They stared at each other before he asked, “Does that make you trust it?”

It was a heavy question, but Kagome felt like she knew the answer. “There’s a reason this happened now, a reason why you are here now after all this time. Listen,” turning completely towards him Kagome decided to face her dilemma instead of cowering behind the pain of the past. “I don’t know if I can ever forgive you. Actually, I don’t know if I even want to be your friend…”

His ears flattened and he felt as though she was breaking him apart all over again, until she stuck her hand in his direction and finished, “But, I want to fight along side you.”

She was connected to a scroll that had yet to be created, connected to a fate that pulled her away from where time had placed her, and now, as Inuyasha firmly took her hand and silently promised to never waver from her again, she was connected to the hanyou once more.

“Why didn’t you say goodbye?”

His question threw Kagome off balance to the point she took a step back. “I-Wha-… I didn’t know I was leaving.”

Inuyasha raised one dark eyebrow, clearly not understanding her meaning.

She looked to the ground before elaborating. “When I found out about,” she fidgeted “You know… I ran. I ran to the well and climbed down to cry, wanting to be somewhere not there, but it wasn’t like I wanted to go back to my time. It was just too much and I didn’t realize it worked until I wiped my eyes and looked up. I thought it was night time, but it was really dark and I remembered my heart hurting. When I climbed back out I was here…”

The silence stretched between them for a few minutes before Inuyasha took his claw hand and softly lifted her chin to him. Once their eyes met again Kagome feared he would try something stupid and physical, but he surprised her. “It wasn’t your fault.”

Kagome smiled, then secured her sleeping bag to the top of the bag and rolled up the scroll, gripping it tight in her hands. “Right, let’s get the food and get out of here.”

For the first time in what seemed like forever, but was more like eighty four years, Inuyasha smiled back at Kagome and they headed down the stairs together.

For a moment, it was peaceful. Kagome was apprehensive, but letting go of some of the pain felt great. She realized that Inuyasha was a creature of loyalty and wanted love, but he was damaged and subconsciously sabotaged himself constantly. She couldn’t help but have her heart reach out for him. And with that thought she flared reiki off her hands, quelling the approaching pain from within before she collapsed again as it threaten to attack.

I hope this doesn’t continue to increase.

For a moment, Kagome thought the pain was connected to her being compassionate, forgiving… to her being herself, but before she could think about it further she made it downstairs and into the kitchen.

“GAH!” Hearing her scream, Inuyasha winced and took two steps away from her, fully knowing what got her angry. “My table!” She spun to him with eyes of blue fire and fist balled tight. “Why- You-… OS-WU-A…” Stopping herself in time, Kagome realized that to subjugate him within her home would lead to only more destruction. So, instead she growled and huffed off while considering just throwing all the ramen away.

~~~

While they bonded once again Sesshoumaru stood in the living room, staring at the magic box in the corner. He wasn’t aware of how long he had been watching, but the information was well worth it.

It lacked color, but the images of weapons that shot metal and smoke filled the screen. He had seen some of these with humans before, but nothing like what was being used in this ‘World War’. Also, there were so many of them. Countless numbers of soldiers with the very dangerous weapons marched in and out of the box’s viewing glass. Sesshoumaru characteristically narrowed his eyes as he planned how to compete against such a massive attack.

Then something fell from a metal bird. The box was silent, as if in a fearful reverence, and he quickly found out why.

Once the bomb hit the ground an explosion far greater than his own youki swept across the land while debris and smoke billowed into a mushroom shaped cloud. Even Sesshoumaru didn’t realize he had stopped breathing.

So, this is how the ningen gain command.

It was unnatural and the escalation necessary to get to this level of war was almost unthinkable. If he hadn’t seen it for himself, the taiyoukai would have denied that humans were capable; not only of the technology, but of the lack of sense and heart. They were overly compassionate creatures, so what happened? What had changed?

It appears the youkai are not alone in their extinction he thought. The ningen have been killing themselves…

Sesshoumaru could not figure out why.

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A/N: I PROMISE they'll go through the well in the next chapter! Woot! Feels good to finally get this chapter out.

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